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.
Someone HAS to show the reader stepcest porn on their phone and ask her how she feels about it.
i'm looking at you Lloyd 👁👁 this is very much a spoiler/snippet !!
This is before movie night/the incident Lloyd is referring to
He sees you clench your thighs, blink rapidly at the screen, and your bottom lip disappear between your teeth.
“What do you think, duck?”
“I—uh, are you sure Ari said this was okay?” You innocently ask, “I’m feeling funny…”
On the screen, the man slaps his cock on the woman’s cunt, wet noises blooming from the speakers of Lloyd’s cellphone, “look at you, fuckin’ soaked for your step brother. You like when I slap your little pussy?”
You squeak, quickly turning away from the pure debauchery. A large hand lands on your thigh, pinning you to the couch, the skin is warm and rough against yours.
“Ari this, Ari that—” Lloyd huffs, blue eyes dark and heated. “You’ve got to start thinking for yourself, duck. Your big brother won’t be there for you forever.”
You pout, trying to ignore the sound of wet smacking skin, and loud, lewd moans. Your stomach twists in knots, “But he said he would, he said he’d be there always.”
“But he isn’t here right now.” His fingers slip between your thighs, tracing over your cotton shorts. “He isn’t here to take care of your little wet problem, huh? That funny feeling means you like it, baby. I already knew you did, but now you know too.”
“I don’t—”
“It’s okay, duck.” He rubs over your wet slit, your petals sticking to the fabric with every swipe of his fingers. “I won’t tell him, I won’t tell him you wanna fuck him.” Lloyd slowly tugs them to the side, revealing your bare cunt. “No panties again? Ari would be disappointed, duck.”
You sniffle at the thought of Ari’s saddened face, he was your idol, your hero. Making Ari upset was the last thing you’d ever want to do, and Lloyd knew that. All the guys knew that, and they weren’t strangers to using that for their benefit.
“Shh, no need for the tears. Your secrets are safe with me.” Lloyd sets aside his cellphone, gently grabbing your chin. “You can trust me. All you gotta do is let me have a little taste, okay?”
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.
okay but with your latest FI blurb, when Ari comes looking for you and finds you all wrapped up and Bucky, and he tries to carry you off to bed but you snuggle more into Buck, quietly murmuring, “no, you left me.”
tasteful angst to fluff !!
After trying and failing a few more times to take you away, he leaves and you burst into tears, all sad and feeling forgotten, at least Bucky is there to comfort you !! but deep inside, you know you want to back to Ari and eventually leave him and sneak into Ari's bedroom, seeing him still awake and watching a movie.
"C-Can I... May I come in, please?" You sniffle, nervously twiddling your fingers.
Ari can never stay mad at you, especially because it's his fault too. "Of course, duck. I was waiting for you." He opens up his arms and you quickly shuffle into his hold, snuggling into his bed and breathing in his scent. "I know you can't go to sleep without saying goodnight."
"Yeah, uhm 'm sorry." You blink up at him, those tears coming back. "You left me, and I had no one. Bucky came and he's so nice—"
"Oh, baby, I'm sorry." He pulls you close, kissing the top of your head. "I'm so sorry I made you feel that way. You're my best girl, you know that? I love you more than anything." For all the sinful reasons.
"I forgive you, but the guys... I don't wanna talk to them tomorrow."
Ari hides his smile, your grudges never lasted long, he doubts you'd last until the afternoon. "That's okay, duck. I'll be your messenger, yeah? You don't even have to look at them." He covers your eyes, making you giggle. "I'll just guide you around like this, that way they don't burn your pretty eyes with their gross faces."
"Not gross! They're handsome!"
"Handsome, huh? Then, what about me?" He crawls over you, both his hands braced on either side of your head. "Am I handsome, duck?"
He loves watching you get all nervous and flustered, avoiding his close gaze by staring at the ceiling.
"Y-Yes... you know it..."
"Mhm, but I want to hear you say it."
"You're—You're h-handsome..." You barely manage, squirming under him. "You're pretty... super pretty... okay?"
Ari smirks proudly, "Okay. But you're prettier. The prettiest gal I've ever seen."
i was just talking to curtis, daddy. he’s funny! don’t need to get so grumpy…
ok I know this was a reply to this drabble about college football player!ari x cheerleader!reader but this can also be for my stepbrother Ari au 🌚🌝
Ari is just a “big jealous jellyfish” (your words) and doesn’t like to share your attention. You suspect it’s bc he’s very protective, but all the other guys know it’s something more. So, being the best friends they are, they make it their main goal to fuck with him:
“Oh, dummy duck, you’ve got something on your pants.” Steve says loud enough for Ari to hear him from across the room, and with faux concern, he brushes your ass. His big hand rubbing up and down your behind, shamelessly groping the flesh.
“Oopsie—did you get it?” You ask, bending over.
“No, it’s really stubborn…”
Ari is seething, gripping his pen so tightly it nearly snaps in his hand.
“He’s really ballsy, huh?” Lloyd slips into the seat next to him, grinning at the blond who had a fist full of your flesh and pressing his other hand to the middle of your back.
“Shut up.” Ari spits, grumpily slamming his book shut.
Your eyes dart over with an innocent twinkle. “You okay, Ari?”
“I’m fine, duck.” His blue eyes are daggers and stabbing straight into Steve behind you, but you don’t even notice. “If the mark is so stubborn, you should probably change.”
Curtis, who was a silent observer, agrees. “She should. C’mon, duck, let’s get you in some new clothes.” He’s quick to grab you, but Ari is faster.
He jumps from his seat, wrapping a firm hand around your elbow. “Well, I haven’t folded her laundry yet—”
“She can wear my clothes. Right, honey?” Curtis cuts him off, a smirk playing on his lips.
“Uh…”
“She’s going out with her friends, she doesn’t want to wear your clothes.” Ari shoots back, “she wants to look nice, wear some colour, while you just have black and grey.”
“Colour would be pretty.” You look down at your white pants and pink sweater, “I knew I shouldn’t have worn these pants…” Little do you know that they aren’t even dirty.
Once Curtis’ hold falls away, Ari leads you up the stairs. “Let’s go get you changed, duck.”
“Oh, uhm, okay. Stevie, wait for me, please?” You ask the blond at the bottom of the stairs.
“Wait for you?” Ari frowns, ignoring the smug look on Steve’s face.
“Yeah! He’s driving me to the movies to meet Wanda!”
Stepbro ari thot! Stevie comes back from break with a beard and longer hair, who does he get mistaken for? Ari of course!! Especially if it’s a bit dark and a little booze is involved. ‘Did you wax your chest?’ The next morning “wheN Did he get highlights and so much paler and oooh my god…” thots?
oh my 🫡
innocent fi!reader spends the whole night drunkenly cuddling (cough cough…dry humping) Steve bc she mistakes him for Ari. Then stepbro!Ari walks in on you naked in bed with one of his friends, suffering from a hangover: “Ari? What are you—” then you notice the bare chest under you hand, the pale skin and deep blue bedsheets. Across the room, Ari is seething, gripping the doorknob so hard it nearly dents. You swear you hear the metal give in when long haired, full bearded Steve speaks up, “oh, good morning, Ari. You missed the party last night, this little duck went wild.”
