Vampire!Daddy!Bucky x little!reader (Featuring: Vampire!Daddy!Geralt and Vampire!Daddy!Ari)
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Summary: You and buck are having some private little girl and daddy time.But it seems bucky isn't too bothered by getting caught.
Warnings: Dub-con/non-con, teasing,degradation,Daddy kink,exhibitionism, ddlg dynamic,dom/sub dynamic,cohersion,slight mindbreak,rough sex,p in v sex
A/N: I was gonna write some build up but this felt more natural to me
*Please don't repost without permission If you use my writing as inspiration please ask first and credit me
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Whimpers and moans filled the room as you rode your master. your hips clashing together in a horribly delicious way "B-Bucky No stop-" you say trying to push his chest away from you in a pitiful way. he just laughs at you before grabbing your wrists and driving his hips harder into that spot he knows makes you weak in the knees "Daddy- No! Papa's are gonna hear it!" You moan as he glares at you with devilish eyes "Maybe that's what I want baby" he tilts his head at you in a mocking way "let's be honest with ourselves here doll" " it's not the first time your daddys have heard you screaming your lungs out like A little slut in heat now is it?"
You bury your head into buckys shoulder and sob in defeat, still fighting the shameless moans that spill from your mouth "it's not like that!" "You're making me like this" you cry into his shoulder bucky lifts your head up with his gloved metal palm being suspiciously gentle
"Oh doll..." he gives you a sincere look with his hauntingly blue eyes "You were ruined the day we found you" your eyes widen at his words before he flips you over and pounds your sweet spot mercilessly with his cock till your eyes roll to the back of your skull.
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"Hey Ger do you hear something upstairs?" Ari curiously questions turning his head to face the tall man casually leaning against the expensive countertop reading the daily paper as per usual "If you mean the sounds of our little girl getting her brains fucked out" "then yeah I kinda noticed that" Ari just smiles to himself and takes a slow sip of his afternoon tea "wanna go be nosy?" he says followed by A mischievous smirk. geralt suddenly loses all interest in today's article tossing the paper to the side then heading up the dark oakwood staircase with the brunette following close behind him.
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"AH!- Ahn mhnm..." you cling onto the luxurious couch your nails carving noticable dent marks into it while bucky holds one of your legs into the air aiming to penetrate deeper into your soaked core, And then the door busts wide open and all the color leaves your face as you lock eyes with Ari's overjoyed expression "Well! look at what we have here !" Ari gloats honored at the erotic event his girl has so generously put on display "buck you didnt lock the fucking door!" You say shooting him an angry glare "why would I when you look so cute-" Ari interjects "Oh come on now, don't be so modest sweetheart" me and geralt just wanted to enjoy the show" He says plopping down on the very couch your getting plowed on.
You turn your pleading eyes to face geralt since he's the only one in this mansion who ever seems to have any damn sense.but you are quickly disappointed when he leans against the door frame with hungry eyes practically begging for buck to continue destroying your little princess cunt.And bucky is all too eager to grant Geralts wish.
Bucky pushes you onto all fours giving the two gentlemen the best view.His strong arm grabs A fistful of your strawberry scented hair and the other has an unshakeable grip on your ample hips.He roughly thrusts into you at a painfully slow cruel pace, hips loudly clapping together after each thrust. choked cries leave your mouth, while Ari softly caresses your tear stained cheeks kissing them every now and then while whispering encouraging words laced with fake sympathy. "Its okay you're alright honey" he kisses your forehead as buck delivers a particularly agonizing deep thrust into your tiny pussy and you yelp in a high pitched tone "your doing so good baby that's it"
He pets your head and rakes over your trembling body with demonicly dark eyes "take it like a good little girl". Your eyes start to lose focus and an adorable pout takes over your expression.
"I know it's big honey daddy knows" each thrust leaves you more susceptible to ari's cohersion and you nod your head up at him drinking in every poison sentence he says. your eyes drift back to geralt one more time and he nods at you knowingly fully aware of your condition and state of mind. And with that last look, your head finally slips and everything's all bright, warm, and fuzzy especially the tingling between your legs.
Ari Levinson x Original Female Character (She), from Bodyguard AU
Warning: MINORS DNI, rough sex, vaginal sex, overstimulation, pussy slapping, dummification, pet names (princess, kitten, baby, etc.), DD/LG vibe, Light dom/sub. Did I say bondage(?
Word count:~600
“You know what I think?” Ari slapped his dick on her puffy folds, eliciting a moan from her mouth, “I think you parade around all day, bossing everyone around, saying you don’t like being told what to do.” His cock poked at her entrance, sinking inch by inch. She withered under his touch, but his large hands on her thighs put her firmly in place.
“I think you like the exact opposite.” Ari finished his sentence with a dark grin, his heavy organ fully seated in her snuggling heat.
She pulled her wrists, too bad unsuccessful, as they were being tied to the headboard. The complicated knot showed no sign of loosening. “Can’t – not again.” She choked, teary eyes losing focus as pleasure took over her body.
Ari withdrew his dick slowly, savoring every second of her tight pussy. His hands an iron grip on her thighs, when he suddenly forced one of her ankles on his shoulders.
His dick twitched in excitement.
“I think you like exactly being told what to do.”
Oh he was far from done with her.
A hard thrust had her screaming out. Her voice broken and hoarse, her breath ragged. Her pussy so sensitive, it couldn’t take any more assault. But her body betrayed her. Her body clenching down on him like he was home. Her body cried out to him. Her body wanting to be claimed.
“Princess, by the time I’m done with you, you will be cumming so many times that your pretty pussy learns to follow orders.” Ari bottomed out. The new position had him hitting different spots in her channel. His hand lands repetitively on her throbbing clit, slapping her sensitive folds, each smack rubbing more juice on his palm.
She screamed. She struggled. She arched her waist from his ruthless abuse.
“Too much.” She whimpered, head striking the pillows underneath when her words earned her another slap.
Ari fiddled with her swollen button, keeping his thrusting at a slow and steady pace, the tip kissing her cervix each time.
Her clit was numb. When she couldn’t recognize his toying with her clit, she would receive a slap, waking her bundle of nerve, when she would cry out. Her clit was sensitive, even a single touch felt like fire. Fire swallowed her senses, fire burned through her skin, fire squeezing her abdomen. She was cumming again.
Ari laughed cruelly, speeding up his thrusts, driving her to the edge. His smacks and toying never stopped. She wanted to close her legs, she wanted to end the painful orgasm. She wanted him to leave her spent body alone. But all she could manage was a pathetic little mewl.
“C’mon kitten, haven’t told you to cum.” He tutted, as if she was disappointing him, “hold back till Daddy tells you to, hmm?”
She shook her head lightly. She couldn’t. Her body was no longer her own. He controlled it. He controlled her.
Ari wasn’t pleased. Not the slightest.
He sighed.
He sheathed himself inside her pussy again, kissing her calf and knee. His beard scratched her skin, but she didn’t notice that anymore. “Fucked dumb already? Stupid baby doesn’t say no to Daddy, 'kay? Guess we have to train on that the next time.” His voice dripped with affection and softness, as he pulled himself close to kiss her on the lips, “good job cumming. Now, Daddy will train you to cum again. This time, slutty baby has to follow orders. Or Daddy has to make you cum a couple more times to remember?”
Warnings: 18+, explicit sexual content, explicit language, SMUT, Daddy kink, dd/lg dynamics, orgasm denial (m), masturbation (m and f), sex toy use, overstimulation, digital sex, slight anal play, filthy talk, slight dumbification.
Summary: While your daddy is away, he talks you through your nightly mastubation via skype, complete with a silicone copy of his own cock.
Note: This is so HEAVILY inspired by @evansbby ‘s genius and mouth-watering writing with Daddy!Ari x reader, it’s basically a shameless homage. Go check out their writing, it’s so good (also notice me senpai)
So anyhoo, I got really hot thinking about skype sex for some reason and this popped into my mind. Hope you enjoy<3
This is my first fic on Ari, yay<3
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“Keep going, sweetie,” Ari’s voice comes, grainy and distorted by the speaker of your computer, nothing of the deep rumble of his timbre to feel radiating through your body. You whine as a wave of longing washes over you, making you push the toy harder into yourself.
“I-I miss you, daddy,” you cry, your voice thick with pleasure.
“I know, baby, daddy’s gonna be away for a little longer, which is why you need to be a good girl and fuck yourself on the toy daddy got you,” he says, and you moan at his instruction.
“I need it, daddy, uh… need you,” you whine, amping up the speed of the toy going in and out of you, the squelching sounds filling the room once more. Your fingers are sticky, the sheets under you wet with your sweat and the room smells like sex - but only your own, sweet scent - Ari’s thick and domineering musk is missing. You mourn it, your pussy clamping down on the silicone tone as you try to remember him above you, covering you with his body, his warmth, his chain dangling in your face as his spit fills your mouth.
"Daddy spent a lot of time making a copy of his cock for you to play with, so you better show it some love," he continues. "Take it out and give it a kiss, pretty girl", he says, a smirk in his voice as he sees your eyes roll back momentarily.
You whine again, removing the toy in a loud, wet sound, bringing it to your parted lips, angling your head to make sure Ari sees it on his end of the Skype call. You moan as the warm tip smears your juices on your lips, tasting the heady, tangy taste. You bring it back down inside your throbbing pussy, savouring how snug it fits. You start pumping it in and out again, not even waiting for Ari's instruction.
“That’s it, pretty girl. Does that little pussy like her toy? The toy daddy made especially for her, so she could have something to split herself and cry on when daddy’s away?” Ari asks, his breath coming more labored, crackling in the speaker like a crusty wind.
You roll your head to the side, where the laptop stands at the end of the bed. On the screen, you see Ari, thick legs spread, his cock drawn out of his jeans. He is fully dressed in his flannel shirt, buttoned open with a white tank underneath. The juxtaposition of his fully clothed body and your starkly nude one still makes you feel small and timid, even as he is thousands of miles away. You shudder at the thought, your cunt pulsing. His hand is moving over his cock languidly, and your eyes glue to the image, cursing the video for not being higher pixelated.
“I asked you a question, sweet girl,” Ari prompts.
“S-sorry, Daddy. Yes, it’s good, so good,” you moan, feeling the toy hitting your g-spot over and over again.
“Not too good I hope? Do you not need daddy anymore, baby?” Ari teases, and your cheeks bloom with heat.
“No, daddy, I’ll..ah…nothing feels as good’s you, as my daddy,” you quickly amend, slightly panicked.
“Shh, I know. Dumb baby, fucking yourself stupid on daddy’s toy, huh? Come one, touch your little nub, I wanna see my baby come again,” he orders, his own fist picking up slightly in speed.
You whimper. You’ve come what? Seven times already, sore and oversensitive as your flesh feels on fire, but there is a burning itch deep within still, something you just can’t satisfy on your own.
“C-can’t, daddy, not alone. Need you to do it,” you whimper, speeding up anyway, your other hand finding your throbbing, swollen clit, sweeping some of your own copious mess over it to soothe your own touch. You start circling it, already so close, just lingering in an endless loop of pleasure, constantly on the edge.
“You can, sweetheart, I know you can. Be good, do as daddy says, make your daddy proud,” he taunts, and you tether over the edge on a strangled whimper, pussy helplessly spasming on the dildo still lodged inside you.
Ari groans, warped through the laptop speaker, and you imagine the scrape of his beard on the sensitive skin of your neck, how he usually buries his face there when you come on his cock.
You sporadically shudder as your overstimulated body copes with your newest orgasm, protesting it all the while craving more, craving Ari’s force, his weight, his skin.
“Such a sweet, good girl,” Ari breathes, grunting as his hand flies in a blur over his cock. “Let me see, sweetheart, show daddy.”
You wiggle around to give him the full frontal view as you remove the toy, seeing your own pussy gape slightly in the corner of the screen, the toy shining with your slick. It’s all so frightfully intimate, so exposing, to see what he sees as he sees it.
Ari groans again. “So pretty, baby. You feel good?” he breathes.
You whimper, pouting as you slip a finger to touch around the heated, puffy flesh of your entrance.
“Where’s your come, daddy?” you ask, hearing him groan again, loving how it sends a new set of tingles down your thighs.
“It’s coming real soon, baby,” he says.
“No,” you mewl, “you can’t let it spill, daddy. I’m supposed to get all of it, remember?”
Ari’s quiet for a moment, and you wonder momentarily if you might have misstepped. Then he groans again, strangled and frustrated, and you see his fist slowing down.
“Oh baby, you’re so right. You’re not gonna let daddy spill a single drop unless it’s inside you, huh? Need all of it, do you?” he says, excitement and pride clear in his voice.
“Yes, daddy,” you moan back, loving how he abides you.
“Greedy, little thing, aren’t you? Demanding daddy waits til he can give it all to you,” he muses, clearly, extremely pleased by it.
You nod, giggling, bringing the toy up to suck your own juices off the head, loving how it’s the exact same shape and size of the original, moaning around it. He loves making you suck on his cock and balls after he’s come in you, cleaning both your juices off before kissing you deep to taste it himself, to completely clog up and overwhelm all your senses with him, him, him, possessive and needy in his own way.
“Hmm, guess daddy just has to come home earlier to make sure his baby is stuffed and filled properly,” he says, and you just know he’s painfully hard as he returns his hand to the languid pace he had earlier. “And because you’re a greedy, little cumslut, daddy’s gonna make you punish yourself. Now spit on that cock and push it up your tight little ass, sweet thing,” he says, a sinister gleam in his voice.
You squeal around the head of the toy cock again, already anticipating the searing pressure of it in your ass, how lewdly he’s gonna make you show your gaping hole afterwards. New heat blooms on your cheeks as you gather your spit on the toy’s tip before bringing it down between your soppy, wet thighs again.
“Yeah, that’s it. Next time, daddy’s gonna make a toy that squirts his come into you when he’s not there, so that my baby pussy never goes a day without being filled,” he says just as the tip of the toy breaches your puckered hole, your back arching off the bed.
I have some thoughts for Ari. I'm seeing a big guy that doesn't talk much around anyone else, but somehow you disarm him enough that he does talk to you. Biker, mob enforcer or some other job in which he's scary to most everyone but kind, sweet, and thoughtful for you. Nobody would believe you if you told them what he's like around you. He's always looking for new ways to take care of you.
omg i'm so excited to make my ari debut.
Walnut Handshakes
18+
As a group of bounty hunters, you travel the country tracking down the scum of society. It's a tough job, and Ari's a tough leader - but when he's alone with you, he can drop the big, scary front and be himself.
Content Warning: Bounty Hunter!Ari x Reader, mature themes, semi-secret relationship, fluff, smut (soft!dom!ari x bratty!sub!reader, oral f receiving, penetrative sex, praise kink)
The flickering fireplace keeps the small pub warm, making the cold night somewhat bearable. The company helps, too, making anywhere feel like home with their familiar voices and knowing smiles. It's a rough job and a rougher life, but having a group of like-minded souls to call your family helps you through nights like this one.
If a stranger passed by and happened to take a glance, he probably wouldn't have much to say on the dynamics of your family. To him, it'd look like a mismatched crowd of criminals and societal outcasts, banding together to share a few drinks. He wouldn't notice the safety you feel when Mikael hands you a beer. The warmth that envelops you when Tucker tosses you the last of the edibles.
And he sure as shit wouldn't notice the love in Ari's fleeting glances, because sometimes not even you notice. The others definitely don't, though it's no secret that you and Ari belong to one another.
It's an unspoken fact that you're together, even though you rarely ever show it publicly. As the unofficial leader of the gang, Ari likes to keep an air of fear around him. Says it makes it easier for the others to respect him, and having his arm around you or kissing your hand won't exactly help his tough image.
They don't see the tenderness with which he treats you, and they could never imagine it. Hanson would probably have a heart attack if he ever heard the desperate whines of a post-orgasm Ari, begging you to cuddle him to sleep. Mikael would shit himself if he heard how fluently his cousin spouts poems of love with his dirty mouth.
"We got a biggun tomorrow," Kanika announces lowly as she leans forward, resting her elbows on the table. "Gonna get a lot of money if we bring this guy in alive. That means no lethal force."
"Nik's right," Ari says with a stoic face. "That's why I'm sending in Dice and Y/N alone."
You're slightly surprised by the news. It's difficult for Ari to involve you on missions, let alone on ones he isn't planning on attending himself, but you're pleasantly surprised that he took your argument last week seriously about being too protective over you and treating you like a real member of the group rather than just his girl. Glancing over at Dice, you give her a nod and she smiles back at you. She's the newest member of the family, and the youngest, but she's also the only one who knows her way around every computer system in the world.
"What do you need us to do?" You ask Ari, raising a brow at him from where you're sitting opposite him at the circular table.
After a few minutes pass, you sigh, lightly tapping your finger against the side of your beer. Hoping Ari notices, you sit back, clearing your throat before repeating the subtle action.
"Kripke visits the aquarium every Thursday at 1pm. That's where we're gonna bag him," Kanika informs you. "You and Dice will pose as workers, and I'm sure you can figure out a way to get him into the back in your van. You're smart women."
"And I don't want a repeat of what happened in Michigan," Ari says sternly with a glare, looking around the table at everyone. "You're all competent, so I don't want a single fuckin' mistake tomorrow, from any of you. You hear me?"
The group of nod and a few of the others mumble their agreements, none of you willing to meet his dark eyes. Even you don't look up from the table, knowing it's best not to try and calm him down in front of the others.
"We should head back to the motel," He says gruffly, sitting up. "Get some sleep."
Biting back your smile, you push your chair back while the others lowly agree, standing up and finishing off their beers. You put down your empty bottle before stretching your arms, exhausted after your long day of travelling.
"Are you scared?" Dice questions you as the group of you exit the bar and begin to walk down the sidewalk. "Because I am."
Laughing softly, you brush your arm against hers. "You have nothing to worry about, D. You'll be with me," You assure her. "We'll be in and out of there with Kripke in no time."
The walk to the motel is brief, and soon you're all standing outside the rooms, saying goodnight.
"I'll see you the morning," Dice tells you with a smile, before disappearing to her room.
"Good night, everyone! Love ya!" Tucker calls out with a grin, earning an eye-roll from Ari as he enters his room.
You walk over to Ari and hold your hand out to him, while Kanika and Mikael say goodbye. Ari puts his hand in yours and you wrap your fist around his thumb, before shaking it up and down. That's the furthest he'll go with touching you in public, but you love your walnut handshakes.
"Why do you call me that?" He asked you bluntly one night over a year and a half ago, months before he admitted to having feelings for you.
"Because you're my walnut," You told him coyly, making his eyes roll. With a sigh, you slid down the bench until your thigh touched his. Turning to him, you smiled. "Muhammed Ali classified people into fruits and nuts. Pomegranates are people who are hard on the outside, and hard on the inside. You like to think that you're a pomegranate, but you're not. Walnuts are hard on the outside, soft on the inside. That's you. My walnut."
He let out a grunt as his brows furrowed. "Don't call me that," He ordered you sternly.
"What are you gonna do about it, Mr. Levinson?" You asked him teasingly, taking his hand. Ari tried to pull out of your grip, admittedly not that hard, but you clinged onto his thumb, shaking it up and down with an accomplished grin. "Now we have our own handshake, walnut."
"Shut up," He huffed before pulling his hand out of yours and storming off.
"Good night, guys," Mikael calls out to you both while Ari leads you into your shared motel room.
The second the door shuts behind him, Ari pulls you in by your waist and plants his lips on yours in a deep kiss. He kisses you and his kiss tells you that he missed you all day; missed having you close, missed touching you inappropriately, missed clinging onto you. His wandering hands tell you that he's been fighting a boner for the last three hours watching you drink and dance in that bar, doing his best not to stare at you so obviously.
"Ari," You whimper into his mouth as he presses your body to his, making you feel hot and frustrated.
He pulls away from the kiss, cupping your cheeks in his big, rough hands. His blue eyes shine into yours, and for the first time all day, he smiles. "Hi, baby."
You can't help but giggle, still shy even after all this time together. "Hi, Ari," You reply with a mumble, grabbing fistfuls of his shirt.
"C'mere," He mutters, taking your hand and leading you over to the bed. The two of you sit down and he reaches into the nightstand, from where he pulls out a small box.
"What is it?" You ask excitedly as he hands it to you.
"Open it," Ari whispers, pulling you onto his lap.
With a racing heart, you open the black box to see a gorgeous gold necklace with the letter A hanging in the middle. You beam at him, immediately wrapping your arms tightly around him. "I love it! I love you!" You exclaim, pulling away to look back down at it. "Put it on me!"
He happily does so, smiling widely as he closes the clasp around your neck, his fingers brushing against your sensitive skin and making you shiver.
"Why did you get me it?" You inquire. "You know you don't need to buy me gifts."
His eyes meet yours and he pulls you closer. "It's been a year," He reveals with a whisper.
Your heart skips a beat. "It has?" You ask, feeling nauseous.
"You don't remember," Ari says with a smirk. "Don't worry, baby."
"It's just... you never officially asked me to be your girlfriend or anything. It just... happened," You say with a confused frown.
"So, you thought we'd never have an anniversary?" He questions you with a raised brow.
You let out a breathy scoff. "What date are you even going off of?" You ask him.
He cups your cheek and gives you a soft kiss. "A year ago, on this day, May 10th, is when we first said I love you."
Taken aback, your eyes widen. "Really?"
"Really," He confirms.
"And you remembered, walnut?" You ask, bewildered.
"Of course I remembered, nutcracker," He chuckles. "I'll never forget. Best day of my life."
You pout. "I didnt get you anything."
"And you don't ever need to. You are more than enough," Ari tells you earnestly, before a smirk grows on his lips. "But I did want something."
"Yeah?" You ask expectantly.
"I'm not much of a jewellery guy, though, so I just..." He trails off before unbuttoning his shirt, pulling it off and tossing it to the side. Then, he shows you his right arm. Just below his shoulder is a tattoo of your name, under which is a tattooed drawing of your eyes.
Your hand flies up to your mouth as you gasp, taking in the sight. Ari has a few pieces of ink spattered across his arms and body, but never did you imagine he'd get anything for you.
"Ari," You whisper, utterly baffled. "How did... when did you get that?"
"This morning while you were out for your run with Tucker," He informs you proudly. "I went with Hanson."
You can hardly take your eyes off the gorgeous ink, absolutely delighted by it. Feeling closer to him than ever, and feeling guilty for not having got him anything in return, you hold his face in your hands and look at him seriously. "Ari," You begin lowly. "You can put it in my ass tonight."
He laughs heartily at that, grabbing you by the waist and tossing you onto the bed before getting on top of you. "As incredible as that sounds, baby, you have a big day tomorrow and I don't want you being too sore," He tells you before his eyes darken. "So tonight, I'm gonna bury myself in that sweet little pussy of yours. She's much better at taking my thick cock."
You bite your lip at his words, instinctively spreading your legs apart for him to lay in between. Ari gives your neck a kiss while he unbuttons your loose shirt and gently takes it off of you.
"I love you so much," He mumbles as he reaches under you to open your bra clasp one-handed before pulling it off. "Let me show you how much, baby."
Your arms stretch up above your body as you allow him full access to you, trusting him to treat you well. He pulls down your shorts and your panties come down with them, making him grin as his eyes darken.
"Already so wet for me, bunny," Ari growls, lowering down until his face is between your legs. He lightly kisses the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, making your back arch with anticipation. "Be patient for me, my pretty girl. Let daddy take his time with you."
"Ari, I swear to God," You whine, bucking your hips up. "Don't be such a fuckin' tease."
Chuckling, Ari runs his tongue between your wet folds. The taste of you drives him insane and he can't help but dive right in, suckling on your throbbing clit. One of his hands reach up to your chest, where he runs the pads of his fingers over your hard nipple before pulling and twisting it. His other hand joins his mouth in playing with your pussy as his fingers find your tight hole before gently pushing their way in.
"Oh, daddy," You cry, pulling on his silky hair. "Just like that."
He lowers his tongue to you entrance and fucks into you with it, his nose brushing against your clit. His bright eyes are on you; watching as you come undone for him. It doesn't take long for the pressure to build up within your core, making you pull on his hair harder.
"Don't fuckin' stop," You demand desperately as your legs shake around him. "Don't stop, daddy."
And he doesn't. He brings his thumb up to rub your clit faster while eating your sweet pussy, groaning against you. The vibrations of his low voice send you over the edge and with a loud moan, you're cumming all over his face.
"Mmm, that's it," He growls, continuing to lap up your juices. "My good girl."
Once you're convulsing at his touch, Ari gives you a break and crawls back up to you, smiling down at you before giving you a kiss. You can taste yourself on his tongue as it glides across yours, stroking and feeling it.
"Ari," You mumble with a tinge of frustration.
"What is it, bunny?" He mumbles with an arrogant smirk.
"Come on," You whine, pulling on the hem of his jeans.
"What do you want, hmm?" He asks you teasingly. "Tell me."
"Stop being difficult," You complain with a pout. "Just give it to me."
"Stop being such a brat, then," Ari says firmly, taking hold of your chin. "Come on, baby. It's only me. Tell me what you want from me."
A whimper leaves your mouth, but you know he can last longer than you in this game. So, you give in. "I want your cock," You whisper.
"And where do you want it, bunny?" He murmurs as his lips brush against yours.
"In- in my pussy," You say coyly, looking up at him with wide eyes.
He smiles, giving you a kiss. "See? Was that so bad?"
"You're so annoying," You huff, pushing his chest.
"What was that? You don't want me to fuck you tonight?" Ari asks with a frown. "You don't wanna feel my cum deep inside you?"
"No, daddy, I'm sorry," You drag out, as much as it pains you.
He lets out a content sigh, grinning at your words. "Such an adorable little bunny. See how easy it is to be a good girl?" He asks you with a raised brow. "Good girls get fucked real nice, and you know what bad girls get?"
You shake your head.
"Bad girls get spanked and sent to bed," He tells you through a clenched jaw.
Your eyes light up at the prospect of getting spanks, but he narrows his eyes at you.
"Don't get any funny ideas, dummy," Ari warns you. "Remember last time I sent you to sleep with a sore ass and a wet pussy? You didn't talk to me for three days."
"Because you didn't let me cum!" You shoot.
"Because you were being a bad girl," He adds coldly. "Now, you wanna know how tonight's gonna go?"
Silently, you nod.
"Tonight, you're gonna be daddy's good little bunny, and you're gonna bounce on my cock until we both cum," He tells you lowly. "I'm gonna treat you real nice. But only if you're a good girl. Can you be a good girl for me?"
With a smile, you push him onto his back and climb on top of him, straddling his hips. "I can be a good girl, daddy," You promise sweetly.
He strokes your cheek, smiling warmly back at you. "That's my beautiful girl. C'mon. My cock's nice and hard for you."
You open his belt buckle and pull it off, before unzipping his jeans and tugging them off of his legs, along with his boxers. His cock twitches in mid-air, hard and leaking with pre-cum. You take hold of the base and sit on it, teasingly rubbing it between your folds.
"Fuck, baby," Ari groans. "You're so fuckin' wet. Put me inside."
You shiver as his shaft brushes against your clit, and take a deep breath before guiding it to your entrance. Slowly, you sink down onto his cock, wincing once he's fully in and your thighs are resting on his waist.
He shudders, before reaching up to cup your face. "You okay, baby?" He asks you with a whisper.
"Y- yeah," You say after a few seconds, your eyes fluttering shut as you get used to his invasion. His cock is deep inside you, stretching you out and brushing against your cervix with every breath you take.
Once you're ready, you slowly lift your hips up before coming back down, making him groan. "Oh, that's it," Ari groans. "That's my girl, keep going."
You eventually build up a rhythm once the pleasure overtakes the pain and discomfort of his thick cock, riding him as your tits bounce. His hands rest on your waist and he thrusts his hips up every so often, fucking into you hard as his eyes roll back.
"That's my good bunny," He grunts, reaching up to play with your tits. "Such a good girl for daddy."
You moan at his praise, getting off on his sweet words. Your fingers brush over his tattoo and a wide smile grows on your lips as your heart blooms.
"Ari?" You begin, leaning down and cupping his cheeks.
He picks up the slack, wrapping his arms around your waist and thrusting up into you as his eyes burn into yours. "Yeah, baby?"
"I love you," You whisper, moaning when he hits your g-spot. "Fuck, I love you so much, walnut."
"Baby," He whispers through a drunken grin. "I love you. So, so fucking much."
"Yeah?" You ask as his thrusts get faster, the sound of his balls slapping against your ass filling the room. "How much, Ari?"
"More than- fuck, more than anything," He promises as he fucks you harder. "Cum with me, baby, cum with me."
"I'm so close," You cry, digging your nails into his shoulders. "I'm cumming, daddy."
"That's it, that's it," He grunts as he feels you clench around his cock. Seconds later, his cum shoots inside you as his voice becomes weak desperate. "Fuck, I love you, bunny, I love you, I love you."
You fall forward, resting your head on his chest while he gives you a few more sloppy thrusts, shuddering with each one. After a few moments afterglow bliss, he slowly pulls out of you, making you whimper.
He kisses the top of your head and gently strokes your back. "I love you," He repeats softly.
"I love you more, walnut," You reply weakly, hugging him tight. "Happy anniversary."
"Happy anniversary, baby," Ari mumbles as his eyes flutter shut. "Here's to a million more."
there you have it! my first ever ari fic. lemme know what you thought!
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I have been thinking about bodyguard!ari. You are the daughter of a famous businessman/politician, hence your father hired ex-Mossad Ari to protect you at all costs.
You don't like to be told what to do so you tried to get rid of Ari every time you go out. When Ari holds a stern face and prevents you from doing reckless things, you will do the exact opposite.
Let's just say Ari isn't pleased with that. And he takes a chance disciplining you by railing you into the next month =D
