HAMMMMM ok sunsun how abput step bro ari and his pervy fratbros after the night they ignore naive reader and after bucky finds out and she went to ari’s bed i want to know what happened in the morning so badddddd🫣🫣🫣🫣🫠🫠🫠🫠😭😭😭😭
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you want to know huh 😼: [party drabble | morning after drabble] consider this a snippet bc it’ll be in the fic !!
A heavy sigh sounds through the room when Steve enters, his head is hung low and and he’s holding his sketchbook.
“She’s ignoring you too?”
“Yup.” He answers short, joining the rest of the dejected frat boys. He flips open to the empty page, the blank white just waiting for your body to be drawn with graphite. “She promised to be my model too.”
“Well that was before you brushed her off like she was nothing.”
“If I brushed her off, all of you did too.”
Their conversation is cut short when you walk into the living room, clad in one of Ari’s comfiest sweaters and your feet tucked into those cute slippers.
“Hey, duck! You wanna take a ride on my motorcycle today? We can go get ice cream.” Curtis greets happily, or desperately.
“What if we take a walk to the park? We can feed the ducks, I know you love that.” Steve is still sore from when you first ignored him, but he wants to keep trying until you at least look at him.
“Baby, c’mere.” Another voice speaks up.
You tuck your hands into your pockets and step over their long legs to get to the other, older frat boy in the love seat. You flash him a sweet smile and sit in his lap, “yes, Andy?”
The brunet smirks, grateful he had to skip the party last night. Currently, Steve and Curtis are the only ones on your grudge list. He heard you make up with Ari earlier this morning—the whole house must’ve heard too.
“What are your plans today?” He rubs your hip.
“Nothin’… I was gonna go to my dorm for a bit. Maybe hang out with Bucky!”
Your words are followed by two deep grunts.
“You’re going to leave?” Curtis asks, his frown only deepening when you don’t answer. “Ducky.” He tries again.
Andy’s touch trails up to your cheek, lightly pinching the flesh. “You don’t wanna talk to them, sweet baby?”
You shake your head, hiding away in the crook of his neck. You can feel their gazes burning through your skull.
“That’s okay—”
“No it isn’t!”
“You have me and Lloyd, and your big brother to keep you company today, tomorrow, however long you need.”
Steve and Curtis grit their teeth, seconds away from prying you out of Andy’s big hands. It was unfair enough that they have to share you with each other, now that slim timeframe was nonexistent because of some sorority whores.
They weren’t you, no one was like you.
“How about we go out for dinner? You, me, Lloyd and Ari. Get out of the house, maybe see a movie later too?” Andy says loud enough for the other guys to hear.
“Can Bucky come too?” You ask quietly, shivering as his fingers rub the back of your neck. “I-I, uh… he’s really nice to me…”
Those grunts again.
“Of course, duck. Not like we need the space in the car for anyone else.”
me thinks… reader has a little crush on Bucky 🫡 am I smelling a rivalry between him and stepbro!ari 😳😳
poor duck has been sick for a couple days but she's finally feeling better !! to bad all shes left with is the puffy eyes, swollen lips, and some sniffles 😊 luckily for little duck her sweetest step-brother Ari's been taking care of her, but oh how cute she looks when she sleeps all cuddled into him - would be a shame if Ari couldn't control himself anymore i mean honestly he deserves a treat for taking such good care of you
Oh my ✋😵💫🤚(Somno below)
Ari’s fingers dance over his keyboard, the screen illuminates his dim bedroom and reflects in his eyeglasses. He’s shirtless and his chain sits on his hairy chest—you want nothing more than to cuddle him, but you’re too weak to move.
Instead, you just wait for him to notice you’re awake. You blink up at him with soft and tired eyes, your lips puckered in a pout. You try to speak but end up with a coughing fit.
Ari is quick to hand you some water, placing his palm on the middle of your back as you take slow sips. He briefly touches your forehead, it’s still hot and you’re starting to sweat again.
“Poor duck, I think it’s time for your bath, hm?” He rubs you head gently, “then, we’ll get some food and medicine in you and you can go to sleep again.”
“…yeah, but can you carry me, please?” You ask. “My body is still all achey…”
Ari moves away his laptop and pushes aside the sheets, his eyes zeroing on your cotton panties. He licks his lips, seeing the outline of your folds “Well, let’s get you all clean.”
He takes you to the bathroom, thankfully not meeting any of the guys on the way. They’ve been attentive too, but Ari was always the one to take care of you whenever you’re unwell—“she’s my stepsister, she’s my responsibility” was his excuse but his frat bros know it’s also because you get so clingy and sleepy when you’re sick, and Ari’s a possessive asshole.
You sit on the closed toilet lid, yawning and wiping your nose with the sleeve of your sweater. “So sleepy… do I have to bathe now?”
Ari switches on the water to a comfortable setting. “Yes, and I promise you’ll feel a lot better afterward.” He cups your warm cheeks, his heart swells as you lean into his touch. “What if I go in with you, duck? That way you could go to sleep if you want.”
“Will you?”
“Of course. I promised I’d always take care of you, didn’t I?”
You do fall asleep in the bath, naked and on his lap. Ari works on washing you, getting you all clean and refreshed.
He can’t resist the temptation and plays with your pretty folds under the water, rubbing your button as you squirm and whine. He even goes further and makes you give him a pussyjob while you sleep. The water splashes over the tub, you softly moan in his ear and come all over his cock—and he makes sure to come inside you with just the tip breaching your little hole.
would FI!reader ever stumble into what she thinks is ari’s room at night after she’s had a nightmare, only for it to be one of the other boys’ rooms?🫣 who would it be and what would they do? would they be nice for once and offer some comfort n soothing words, or would some other things happen?🤭
ok so I know I’ve been neglecting the other guys (Lloyd and Andy) but C’MON !! Oblivious innocent!reader walking in on Curtis during phone sex, all sleepy and thinking it’s Ari’s bedroom, and me thinks other things almost happen:
Consider this a snippet/spoiler:
The door creaks open and Curtis quickly mutes the call when a silhouette appears in the dim light. He hears the soft sniffles before the figure gets closer, quietly weeping while tugging a blanket and a familiar green stuffie.
“Uh duck?”
You jump, and pout deeper. “S-Sorry, had a nightmare. I was lookin’ for Ari’s room.” Curtis is lying there, blanket across his hips and a slight sheen of sweat on his chest.
Before you can turn around, he calls your name. “So you’re just gonna wake me up and leave?”
“You weren’t sleeping…”
He squints. “How do you know that?”
You sleepily point to the device on his bed, still on and displaying a current call. Carelessly, he hangs up the call—finding no interest in that person now that you’re here clad in a t-shirt and panties. Phone sex was nothing compared to sweet little you.
“You had a bad dream?” He asks, slyly hiding his hard cock with the duvet. He pats the mattress, “c’mere, you can tell me about it.”
You nod, shuffling towards the bed. Slowly settling into the sheets, you snuggle into the pillow. “I was all alone… stranded at a bus stop on an empty, foggy street. It was night, or just really dark, I don’t know. Everyone just left me.”
“Who did?”
“My parents, Ari, all the guys including you. Everyone I love just—left me.” You sniffle, tucking your nose into Puddles’ green fur.
Curtis wraps his arm around your waist, tugging you closer. “Poor duck, you must’ve been really scared.”
“Y-Yeah… I even tried to follow you guys too. But the bus just drove off and I couldn’t see anything.”
He feels you trembling against his bare body and your leg hooks over his hip. He tenses when your core gets awfully close to his still-hard cock, but in your sad little state of mind, he doubts you even notice the slight rock of his hips.
He can’t help himself—especially when you’ve got those pretty tears dripping down your face.
With a tense jaw, he nuzzles your face. “Shh, you’re safe here, duck. No one is gonna hurt or abandon you.” He kisses your cheek, “You’re our best girl and we love you.”
“Love you too. All of you, especially Ari.”
Curtis refrains from rolling his eyes. “Why don’t you get some sleep, hm? Probably worked yourself up with all the crying.” He rubs the back of your head, keeping you close when his hips sink between your thighs. As you drift off, he almost covers you completely, trapping you on his bed. He sits up, hands in the pillow on either side of your head, he peers down at his heavy cock against your panty-clad cunt.
The door opens once more and he glances over his shoulder, his bones going stiff.
“Duck isn’t in her room, have you seen—” Ari’s eyes fall on the yellow blanket peeking out from beneath Curtis’ duvet. His bare chest rises and falls, heavy breaths puffing from his lips. “Get off her before I choke you out.”
Curtis scoffs and flips over, not trying to hide his dick as Ari quickly but delicately scoops you up. “I didn’t even do anything. She came in here on her own.”
“And you were going to fuck her while she slept?”
“Not like you haven’t done it.”
Ari grits his teeth, “but she doesn’t belong to you, does she?”
Curtis huffs tiredly. “Well, she interrupted my phone sex, and now your presence is killing my boner.” He turns on his side, facing away from the door. “Shut the door when you leave, asshole.”
Ari doesn’t shut the door when he leaves, but he does flip on the light.
thinking about playfully wrestling with stepbro Ari and he’s letting you win cause he thinks it’s cute when you think you’re tough and then you try to pin him down and accidentally grind against him 😵💫
“I wanna learn to defend myself” turned into you on top of him, straddling his hips with his wrists pinned above his head. You’re grinning down at him, so happy about finally overpowering him while Ari’s as tense as a board.
Your smile drops. “Ari? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. It’s nothing.” He lies, because your skirt has flipped up, and his hard length is against your core. Your thin panties and his basketball shorts are the only barriers.
He should’ve worn underwear today.
You pout and shift above him, accidentally grinding down on his bulge. Your eyes widen, but you don’t get off him—if anything, you slowly start rocking your hips.
“Duck, m-maybe you should get off.”
You freeze, loosening your grip on his wrists. Your hands move to his bare chest, bracing yourself atop his lap as he sits up.
“Wait,” You can feel his breath on your face, and the hair beneath your fingers. “Is it—is that supposed to feel good? When I do this?” With languid motions, you start grinding against his bulge. Soft whimpers leaving your wet lips as tingles shoot up your spine. “Because it feels good, it feels really good.”
happens to be with a cute boy!! Cue Ari making you
guys work at the frat house so he can keep an eye on
you.
And hey, if he ends up coaxing you to come up and
"relax" for a
"snack break" with him in his bedroom,
who are you to say no? Ari always knows best, right?🫠🫠
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OMG YES !! your assigned partner is sweet nerdy jake jensen 🥰
"Uh... is he just going to watch the whole time?"
You barely glance up from your backpack, still searching for your pretty sticker-covered pencil case. "He's just makin' sure I'm okay."
Jake slowly turns away from the doorway, trying to ignore the almost seven-foot shadow before he starts sweating up a storm. He was already nervous enough to be paired with you, the prettiest girl he's ever seen, and now he's in the house of the most popular and intimidating frat on campus.
"Oh no, I hope I didn't leave it in class." You pout, mourning the loss of your favourite pens and pencils. "Ari! Have you seen my pencil case?"
The brunet takes a slow sip of his water bottle, chest still covered in a thin sheen of sweat from his earlier jog. "It's up in my room."
"Thank goodness!" You jump up, "I'll be right back, Jakey." You brush his shoulder and skip towards the stairs.
Ari stays there for a moment, glaring at the poor blond before a loud crash sounds from the ceiling.
"Uh... Ari! I need help!" You call out, slightly muffled. "Your books fell—what order were they in?"
"Coming, duck." He finally blinks and leaves, taking the suffocating tension with him.
A few seconds later, the basement door bursts open and enters a buzzcut-haired man with low-hanging shorts and a towel around his shoulders. Curtis cocks a brow, "You're still here?"
"Yes?" Jake answers although it sounds more like a question. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"She won't be back for a while... Ari is probably lecturing her about boys, or school, or just hogging her because, well," he gestures to him, "he's protective."
Jake wrinkles his nose, "He isn't her father."
Curtis snorts. "Doesn't stop her from calling him daddy."
I need more frat stepbro Ari. I need him like I need oxygen to live. I’m obsessed.
That little shy thing sneaks out of the spare room and goes directly to Ari’s. Laying down on top of him, dragging ‘innocently’ her already wet cunt over his half hard bulge.
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“I can’t sleep,” you whine, cuddling into his bare chest. “Too nervous about tomorrow—why are exams so scary?”
“Don’t know, duck.” Ari’s voice is tense, his fingers digging into his bedsheets as you unknowingly grind down on his crotch. “A-Are you sure you can’t sleep by yourself?”
You sit up abruptly, bottom lip trembling. “Do you not want me here?”
“No, no, god no, baby. Of course I want you here.” Ari is quick to reply, cupping your warm cheeks, brushing his thumbs over your skin. “It’s just—what are the guys gonna think when they see you in my bed, dressed like this?” He pinched the fabric of his jersey, and gestures to your panty-clad bottom.
You tilt your head, “we’re just close. They know that, I’ve even slept in Stevie’s bed when you went on an overnight trip because I was scared and lonely!”
“What?” His brows furrowed tightly, the moonlight outlines his cheekbones. “You slept with Steve?”
“Yes, and we watched scary movies all night—he said it would help me be less scared, which I didn’t get. It only made me more. I, uhm… I kept jumping on him whenever something spooky happened…” You look down at your fingers pressed on Ari’s hairy chest, “he said it was okay, and we cuddled until morning… he’s so big and warm, I felt super safe!”
curtis is very much like a "do it for me?🥺" and dumb babies are not immune to big man puppy dog eyes
me thunk thinks stepbrother!ari’s best bro!curtis teeters between cruel/super mean and just a whiny troublemaker. sure when he’s calling you a dummy duck and roughhousing you when you’re just in your towel, you melt a little inside but what really gets to you is him playing helpless (most of the time it’s for you to feel better too🥺):
“A-Are you sure Ari said this was okay?” You gulp.
Curtis carefully moves your hands back to his hair, the water sloshing about in the tub, and the bubbles thinning as the minutes go on. As they pop, they reveal more of his skin, the rippling muscles and dark ink.
“Yes, duck. He said you should take care of me for practice.”
“For what?” You ask, gently scrubbing the shampoo in his buzzcut.
“For the future, of course. Don’t you want to also take care of him when he has an injury on the field?”
“I guess…” Ari (and Curtis) did always take care of you, and it would be nice to return the kindness. “Thank you for letting me practice, Curtis.”
“You’re welcome, dummy duck.” He splashes you, and you giggle. His cock thickens as the water seeps through your white t-shirt and his knees pop out from the bubbles, barely concealing his upper thighs. “I know you’ve been lonely too with all his absence, so I want to keep you company, that’s what friends do.”
“Friends also help each other in the bath?”
“We’re close friends, baby. Nothing wrong with that.” He winks.
You’ve already seen his dick when he was getting into the tub, but that was a small peek in the reflection of the mirror. You tried to cover your eyes but curiosity got the better of you.
He was big. Bigger than you thought, and thicker too.
“Why don’t you get closer, hm? I really hurt my chest and you’d get a better angle if you were in my lap.” He blinks at you with a small pout. “C’mon, duck, don’t you wanna make me feel better? Won’t you be my best girl?”
stepbro Ari taking you to a Halloween party at the frat house and all his frat bros staring at you in your little costume 😏 I bet Ari would be soo jealous and protective hehehe
Halloween is the only time he lets you decide what to wear yourself. Unlike the rest of the year when he’s always picking your clothes (and your friends and just about anything you do). So this year, you decide to be a little rebellious, and what’s more rebellious than a itty bitty devil 🤗
It’s a tiny dress, barely considered a dress, and a red tail and matching horns. You even do you makeup to theme with dark lipstick and red glitter !!
The other guys are all horny happy for you for doing it all yourself: “good job, duck!” “Look at you, not asking for help.” “What a good girl, you gonna stay up with us too?”
And to answer the last question, you do stay up all night with them. In fact, by the early morning hours, each of the guys are covered in your red glitter. It’s almost a game, who can get covered it in the most, or proudly wear your lipstick on their skin.
Perhaps the winner is your stepbrother himself, Ari’s face is covered in your messy lipstick kisses, and his werewolf costume (more like torn up clothes and some cheap blood splatters) is covered in your glitter.
But the runner up would be Curtis, he has your lipstick on his neck and lots of glitter on his white pants (he went as a baseball player). Steve has your lipstick on his biceps from when he put you in a loving chokehold, he just wanted to keep you close to him, and he’s got glitter on his bare torso (he went as a sexy farmer who only owns jeans apparently).
And the rest? Hehe maybe just some red glitter here and there.
