Sub Ari! Sub Ari! Sub Ari! Something... anything on sub Ari please 🥺
Ask and ye shall receive. So I don’t write Sub!Ari and reader, we get a Sub!Ari X Reader X Curtis. Ari is a switch. He can turn off his dominate side, and let his wife and husband Dom him. He can double Dom with his husband to their wife. And there is something that makes them both weak, seeing a man bigger than both of them, submit like a good little boy.
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Can We Do Double?
Summary: Curtis catches your punishing Ari.
Pairings: Ari X Reader X Curtis
Rating: explicit
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, D/s dynamics, face riding, DD/lg dynamics, throuple (2 men/1 woman), light bondage, anal, teasing, pussy job, cum swapping, praise kink, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 1.4K
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Curtis walks through the door, and looks around confused. It was too quiet. With a a glance into the living room, thinking he might find you and Ari sleeping, but nothing. If it wasn’t for the fact that both of your cars were here, he would think the house was empty.
He sets off to the bedroom, maybe you were asleep in there. But with an open of the door, the two of you were anything but resting. Ari naked, his cock angry and leaking of precum, begging for attention, while you rode his face. Your hands pressed tightly on his chest, and your head thrown back to the ceiling. Hips gyrating on his flattened tongue, while he basks in your juices. His full beard glistening from your cum.
Ari’s lips go to circle around your bundle of nerves, and you turn to look at him behind you. His eyes deep pools of lust, “Did I say you could move your tongue?”
He mumbles out a no, shaking his head, and you adjust yourself to hover over him. Ari lets a strained whimper, and you chuckle at him, “What were you saying sweet boy?”
“No, you didn’t tell me to move my tongue,” his eyes drift to your cunt that he would prefer to be feasting on. With his hands tied to the bedposts, he can’t drag you back down. “What’s the matter sweetheart?”
“Please, I just want you to sit on my face. Use me.”
“What are you two doing?”
“Hey Daddy!” you give him a little yip and he shakes his head.
“You’re role right now isn’t the submissive. Ari is deep in sub space, you’ll confuse him.”
“Oh yeah, right.”
Curtis slowly begins removing his clothes, a soft, “And she wants me to be submissive,” rolls of his lips, and you pout at him. “Uh-uh. I asked a question. What’re you two doing?”
“Ari…this sweet boy wanted to be punished.”
“Ari,” Curtis chastises, leaning over to look at him. His hand gathering up your slick from his beard, and he pops his thumb into Ari’s desperate mouth. “Is that true?”
He nods his head, that mouth sucking on Curtis’ appendage, and his tongue circling around it. “I bet you thought you would make me let you suck my dick, huh? This sweet princess of ours has already started the punishment though,” Ari whimpers at the thought. He wants it all. It’s never enough.
“What did he do?”
“He scared me,” you answer giving your ass s wiggle, but never settling back over Ari. Leaning down on his chest, you give his lower stomach sweet kisses, creating a trail right to his cock that was in bad need of attention.
“Sweet boy, how could you? Or maybe you’re just a little brat who enjoys this slow torture.”
Using Ari’s chin as a way to stimulate your clit, you lick up his own slit. Ari’s musky flavor invades your senses, and you moan at the feeling.
“Well, you’ve got two choices, baby,” Curtis begins. His fingers slowly unbuttoning his shirt, and he snaps his fingers at you. “Stay with me, Princess.”
“That’s not what you call me.”
“If I use the other one, I’m dealing with a brat who wants to be punished and a needy little cunt who can’t finish what she started. Stay with me,” you know he’s right. This is what he was preparing you for. You wanted Curtis to submit, but then you were easily overwhelmed with Curtis. It was a losing battle.
“Now, baby boy, choice one, you continue letting your mommy fuck that pretty face of yours, while I fuck that tight little cunt. Neither one of us will touch that cock. I like making you cum without touching it.”
“Or?” you ask kissing up Ari’s shaft. Lifting up your ass enough for him to see your drenched pussy clenching around nothing.
“Or, have this angel straddling you, and I take turns fucking both of you.”
Ari’s face turns up in thought. Barely able to properly think with your pretty folds in his face, and Curtis finally removing his pants, his cock hard and throbbing.
“Double?”
“No baby boy, her pussy lips will be hugging your cock, but you won’t be in her. You’ll be sliding that pretty dick through her folds. I’ll be fucking your asses.”
“Yes!” Ari shouts excitedly. “Yes!”
Moving to sit up, you look behind you at his excited face, and he nods, “That didn’t answer the question,” you remind him.
“Fuck us both. Daddy, I need you to stretch out my cunt! And my cock is so needy for something.”
“Alright princess, this sweet boy made a decision,” he holds out a hand for you, and helps you spin around facing Ari. You give your sweet boy a filthy kiss, tasting yourself on his tongue has you grinding over his messy cock. His spongy tip rubs over your clit, and you moan into his mouth.
Taking care of him, while Curtis lubes the two of you up. Thumb fucking the two of you, and Ari’s lewd mewls in your mouth has you begging for more.
Curtis pushes his cock into Ari’s tight little hole first, and that sweet boy gasps on your lips. “I wanna see us make him a wreck,” you lean up, letting Ari’s face be the perfect thing for you and Curtis to watch. Not just his sweet sounds, but the way his face turns up in pleasure. His hands twisting around, as he tries to free himself.
“You know that’s not gonna last,” Curtis mentions, giving a hard thrust into Ari, has him whispering out another please. “He’ll break through those flimsy ties.”
“I wanted him to,” you give Ari a hard grind, and Curtis pulls out of Ari’s ass, and entering into yours. Ari pouts up at you, not out of jealousy, but because he wants to hold you.
Curtis slams his hips into your ass, leaving you a gasping mess. “I did not think you were going to be this easy, Princess.”
“Curtis.”
“Pay attention to him,” you pet along Ari’s beard, telling him what a pretty boy he was. Both you and Curtis loving how he preens with the praise.
Curtis pulls out of you, and enters back into Ari, “Look at you, baby,” you coo down at him, “Make mommy so proud, and break your bonds. Show me how tight that pretty hole of yours is gripping Curtis’ cock by holding me.”
“Holy shit,” Curtis pants, his thrusts turning more swift. Railing into Ari with a fervent need.
Ari does as he’s told, making fists, and you drool at the sight of his thick arms, shining with sweat, and those veins you just want to bite, break his bonds, “Such a good sweet boy,” you sing his praises. He grabs onto your hips hard. Using your body to move up and down on his cock. Delighted that he’s getting a pussy job and Curtis was making him breathless.
The three of you sea of delighted moans, and wet slapping skin. All connected, and no sight of where the other begins. Every part of you belongs to each other. Ari grips your hips even tighter. His muscles rippling with how fast he rubs you on his cock.
“Oh, he’s gripping me so tight. You close baby boy?” Ari struggles to nod, and you can’t help but to run your fingers through his hair. He was always so pretty as he was falling apart. Completely out of his mind with pleasure, and you were part of that reason. It made you feel strong and powerful.
“Ahh, fuck!” Curtis growls, his thrusts reaching an all time high, and he stabs into Ari vigorously, “Let go!”
Curtis was struggling. He was about to blow, and Ari wasn’t there. His nipples right there, you pinch them both hard, and lean down to kiss on his neck, “Let go baby, it’ll feel so good. You look so pretty when you,” Ari lets out a long whine, as he spurts onto the two of you. Your pussy lips loving the extra heat from his added spunk, and with one hard and deep thrust, you hear Curtis letting out his orgasm yell. Slowing his movements and letting Ari milk him dry.
Removing yourself from Ari, you lick up the creamy mess, and turn to give Curtis a taste. His tongue immediately dominating your mouth, as he tastes yours and Ari’s essences. “Very good,” he says pushing you back.
“Baby, you want a bath?”
“Yes, please,” Ari coos, going to sit up. “Daddy?” Curtis cocks up an eyebrow at him, having an idea where this is going. “Can we do double later?”
“Of course. I need you in a different headspace. But I think we can manage double with our Little Princess. You want her ass or her cunt?”
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