Mentions: friends to lovers, best friend!Arvin, arguing, frustration, fem!reader, unprotected sex, dirty talk, slight fluff, pre-Lenora’s death
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He didn’t seem to hear you.
“Arvin!” You said a little louder this time, getting his attention. He blinked, snapping his head to your direction, coming face to face with concerned eyes.
“Whatcha yellin’ for?” He asked, adverting his attention back towards the tree in front of him. He took his pocket knife and continued to scrape the bark off the tree, no apparent reason for doing so other than to just do it.
“I asked ya a question.” You scoffed, sitting on the stump next to him.
“I didn’t hear ya, sorry doll.” He apologizes, “Ask away.”
You huffed and just sat there. Arvin has been distracted lately, more than usual. With a background like his and the scarring memories his confusing mind holds, you can’t blame him for much. After all, he witnessed his daddy crucify his poor dog. That would scar anyone.
“What, not talkin’ to me now?” He chuckled, scratching off a large piece of bark.
“Maybe,” you snapped, “Not like ya’d actually listen.”
Arvin stopped chipping away at the tree and finally looked at you. You were looking him dead in the eye, something you did when you wanted him to know your feelings were hurt.
“What are ya mad about now?” He snapped back, his accent seeping into his words even more. You cocked an eyebrow at him. Of course you were going to be dramatic, Arvin thought.
“Now?” You scoffed at him, standing up. You felt invisible to Arvin lately, he’d been so distracted that it was like you were nothing to him.
You were in your backyard woods, doing nothing particular. You and Arvin had been best friends since he moved to town when his parents died. You know Lenora and got close to Arvin through her, she has always conspired to get us together but we always denied the truth. Now, another one of your infamous arguments we’re about to start.
You ignored Arvin and started walking towards your house. You could see it through the trees, it wasn’t far. Arvin watched in confusion.
“Aye!” He shouted after you, putting one foot infront of the other to follow you, “Where are ya going?”
He stood there for a second, taking in what you had just said. He was used to you saying mean things when you were angry, but it didn’t make it hurt any less to hear. He couldn’t for the life of him figure out why you were so upset.
As you made it to your back porch, you threw the door open and slammed it shut. Arvin wasn’t too far behind you, calling your name, trying to get you to stop for just a second.
He huffed, getting frustrated with your attitude. He copied your actions, opening the door only to slam it behind him. He could hear your footsteps going towards your room, but no one else’s, meaning your mother must be at the market and your father must be at the diner. Arvin rolled his eyes and rounded the corner to your room.
“Would you sit your ass down and tell me what the hell is goin’ on!” Arvin raised his voice.
“You’ve been driving me crazy for days!” You shouted at him, plopping down to sit on your bed.
“What?” He asked, seemingly confused. You rolled your eyes, not surprised that he is clueless.
“Arv,you have been more distracted these past couple days then I have ever seen anyone! You don’t talk to me anymore, you don’t even look at me!” You explained, too frustrated to say anything else.
Arvin leaned his back against the wall, thinking of a way to get himself out of this one. He couldn’t tell you about this, not this time, no matter the fact that he tells you everything.
“I’m sorry, alright?” He said calmly, standing in your doorway trying to find out what to say next. You sure as hell weren’t going to taking the apology, not right now, anyway.
In the midst of trying to figure out what to say, you flopped down onto your bed with a huff, making your simple sundress ride up the back of your thighs. Arvin tried not to look, he tried to keep his eyes to himself, but the slight slip of your lace panties was enough to make his gaze stick.
There was so denying the romantic tension between you two. Lenora has tried to convince Arvin to ask you out for years now, but eventually gave up due to lack of confidence from Arvin. Lenora knew how badly you fell for Arvin, which is why you care so much and get so angry in situations like this.
Arvin’s mouth grew dry as he had a lump in his throat. You noticed his silence and turned to face him, rolling onto your side. This showcased your hips as your dress laid across your curves. Arvin groaned mentally, resisting the urge to palm himself.
“What’s ya problem?” You joked, “Finally run outta shit to say?”
“Not now, Y/N.” Arvin warned.
“What? Can’t handle me?” You laughed, standing up and walking over to him, “Shame.”
“Knock it off, Y/N.” He growled. Arvin was about to snap. The sexual frustration building up in his body was enough for 10 men to go crazy.
Arvin turned his back to you and started walking way, but you weren’t having it. You ran in-front of him right before he made it to the front door.
“Hell no!” You snapped, “You wanna ignore me? Then you’re gonna deal with hearing my mouth-“
You didn’t get to finish your sentence before a strong hand clasped around your delicate neck, your back pressed roughly against the door in front of him. You gasped, feeling Arvin press his body against yours as you saw red in his eyes.
“Would ya shut the fuck up!” Hateful words seeped past his teeth before he leaned in towards your ear, “Trust me, doll… I’ll show ya what I’d rather ya do with that pretty lil’ mouth.”
His rough whisper was enough to ignite your entire body into flames of desire. Was this finally happening? Was this a confession?
“Ya wanna know what’s had me so distracted?” He laughed menacingly, leaning down just a bit to run the tips of his fingers up past your sundress, making goosebumps spread over your body, “You, sweetheart. Those eyes. This body. Your laugh. It killin’ me to not pin ya against a wall and fuck ya til’ God himself judges my sentence. Ya got me fucked, ya know that? So, so fucked.”
Your eyes were wide as you felt his hand let go of your neck. The absence made you want to cry, the temptation getting worse as he stepped away from your body.
“Now, I’m leavin’. Ain’t gotta see me no more if that’s what ya want. But, I ain’t takin’ back what I said. I love ya, Y/N, I really do.”
You were stunned. Too stunned to speak… how is this real? You couldn’t believe it. For all this time, you had been head over heels in love with this boy, and he is finally reciprocating?
You saw him make his way toward the back door and mentally jumped back into reality. Footsteps running after him, you yanked his arm back, making him turn around with a shocked expression.
“Wh-“ He didn’t get to say much before you cupped his face and crashed your lips onto his. Arvin stumbled back a bit, wide eyed, before his arms wrapped around your body and his eyes fluttered shut. The kiss? Magical. You’ve had your fair share of kisses, but this one was special… because it was Arvin’s lips pressed against yours.
His hand found your hair as another grabbed your hip, pressing you against the nearest wall. His body kept you still as your lips moved fast against his. Arvin groaned into your mouth and the sexual tension was rising fast.
The hand that was in your hair did a harsh tug, making you angle your neck to the side to allow his lips access. Arvin littered your neck with sweet, savory kisses while you whimpered for more,
“Arv,” you panted, “I need you.”
Arvin groaned once more at your words, his eyes just about rolling to the back of his head. He’s waited his entire life to hear those words, and who better to say them then you?
You felt large hands travel under your pretty little sundress and grasp your ass for dear life, holding tight as he lifted you up. You were quick to wrap your legs around him, tightly securing yourself as Arvin made a beeline for your bedroom. This was all going so fast, so hot, so good.
Suddenly, you were no longer against him. Arvin threw you down on the bed, his hands quickly going for your dress. Lifting the hem, he threw it on the floor, doing the same thing with his clothes until he was left in nothing but his underwear. Your nipples were hard against your thin bra and Arvin could have died staring at your body. What he saw in-front of him was handmade from God, and boy, he felt like this was the holiest yet most sinful moment of his life.
“God damn…” he whispered.
“Really, Arv?” You giggled, “Ya gonna talk about the Lord in a time like this?”
“Shut up n’ get over here.” Arvin smiled, grabbing your ankles and pulling your waist to meet his. You squealed, smiling as you watched Arvin’s lips go from your neck to the valley of your breasts, down your stomach, and down to your panties. Your smile faded as your arousal only flourished watching Arvin pull your panties down your legs… with his teeth.
He had a cocky smirk on his face, pulling his own underwear down and kicking them to the side. Suddenly, everything was scary… you’ve never done this before, what were you thinking?
Arvin noticed and his smirk fell, immediately cupping your face in his hands. Did he do something wrong?
“Darlin’?” He asked softly.
“Ya know that I… I never… I haven’t…”
“That’s what yer worried about?” Arvin chuckled slightly, “I love you, Y/N, and ain’t nothin’ gon change that.”
Feeling reassured, you spread your legs a little more around him. Biting your lip, you nodded, grabbing his face and crashing your lips against his once again. Arvin grunted against your lips, moving up on the bed a little more before situating himself between your legs. You took a deep breath in and out, just waiting.
“Ya sure?” Arvin asks, rubbing your thigh. He was always so good with helping you to feel safe.
In a heartbeat, Arvin pushed himself inside you. You hadn’t taken the time to look at his length, but you were feeling it now, and it hurt.
You winced and hissed quietly, but urged Arvin to continue. He picked up, slowly but surely making his way in and out of you. Arvin felt the pleasure hit him like a bus and immediately pick up his pace even more, which made you feel everything he was feeling.
You gasped, your hands going to his back, digging your nails into it. Arvin was going decently fast now, moving off the bed only to slam back into you. You moaned loudly and arched your back, taking off your bra and throwing it towards Arvin with a giggle. Arvin caught himself fucking you senseless, eyes gawking as your breasts bounced right in front of him, putting on a show.
“Ya feel- fuck!- so good, sweetheart..” he groaned out, making your body tremble in pleasure, “This pussy is mine, ya got that?”
“Y-Yes, Arvin!” You yelled out his name in ecstasy, trying to find solid ground, but failing. The pleasure Arvin was making you feel was unreal and you couldn’t get enough.
Arvin wanted more. He wanted to see you cowering beneath him, all sore and oozing his cum. He wanted to fuck you so hard that you’d feel it every moment of the next day.
Grabbing your hands, Arvin pinned them above your head and grunted as he felt another wave of pleasure spread through him. You arched your back, throwing your head back as the pleasure overwhelmed you. Arvin smirked and pulled all the way out only to slam into you with all his force.
You were a moaning mess as you felt the knot in your stomach grow tighter and tighter. Arvin noticed this and started fucking you even faster. The louder you became, he noticed that it meant you were closer.
“Arvin- I’m gonna-!” You didn’t get to finish your sentence before spewing your fluids all over Arvin’s cock. He jumped in surprise, but kept going, pulling out to cum all over your stomach.
“That was a hell of a go,” you breathed out, panting violently. Arvin was a sexy sight in front of you, sweat glisten down his abs as he stood slumped.
You made eye contact as everything became quiet. Just staring, you both realized this was long overdue. Arvin laid above you without breaking eye contact and kissed you softly, again and again.
It all felt so surreal. You couldn’t stop it before the words came flying-
Arvin has been waiting to hear those words for years.
