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blackleatherjacketz · 3 months

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Primal

Alcide Herveaux x Female Reader

Summary: You call Alcide to help with your frozen pipes, but he stays to unthaw more than that.

Warnings: 18+ Only! Handyman trope, Flirting, Teasing, Mutual Pining, Kissing, Primal Instincts, Scenting, Scent Kink, Werewolf Stuff (You Know), Hair-Pulling, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Rough Sex

Word Count: 1.6k+

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“Next time don’t wait for your pipes to freeze before you call me, okay?” Alcide finishes up his work and slowly steps toward you as he tosses the dish rag into the sink.

You can’t remember feeling this strongly about someone so quickly, wanting to touch someone based on mere sight alone after he first gave you that half-cocked grin from across the room, but there was something about him that sparked something primal, something… animalistic deep inside you. You’ve spent countless nights dreaming about what it might feel like to be held in his arms, to crash into him and bind yourself to him in any way possible. But his phone number had burned a hole into your pocket for days, your pride getting the best of you until the universe finally pulled you two together by freezing your pipes until they actually burst, causing a minor flood in your kitchen.

“Oh yeah?” You whisper, breaking your stunned silence as his breath is suddenly warm against your cheek and his fingers are playfully snaking their way into your belt loops.

You hold your breath as his nose gently brushes against yours, teasing the promise of a kiss that you’ve both been secretly hoping for after all this time. You allow him to pull you in closer, the heat between you now undeniable as his natural scent quickly surrounds you in an intoxicating haze of pent up desire that neither of you had the courage to act upon until now.

“Yeah.” He looks at you with those dangerously dark eyes, pressing a kiss into your cheek just above your mouth before it finally lands where he intended, his full lips pressing needily against yours as his other hand finds its way up into your hair.

His kiss is like honey, comforting and sweet as it graces your lips before hitting your tongue as his grip on your hair tightens. You close your eyes and breathe him in, getting lost in notes of freshly cut wood and bergamot as he backs you up against the kitchen counter, nearly knocking your head against one of the cabinets. You hold onto his waist as the warmth of his body transfers onto you, permeating through his skin and clothes as his mouth gets more desperate, tasting your lips with a groan so deep that it rumbles in his chest and vibrates against your own.

A more feral side of you begins to rise to the surface, blinding you to all logic and reason as the desire, no… the need to have his bare skin pressing against yours outweighs the necessity for anything else. You part your lips even further to taste him, to allow his tongue inside your mouth as he spreads the flavor of bitter coffee and whiskey all over your tastebuds. You grasp at him in order to get more, your palms sliding up beneath his flannel shirt as they smooth over the warming muscles rippling across his back in a hurried fervor.

“I’ve been waiting forever for this,” he whispers, reading your mind by pulling his shirt off over his head as he breaks your kiss, tossing it behind him before pressing his lips to your skin again. His hands are back on you in a flash, squeezing your shoulders, arms and waist before finding the hem of your shirt and tugging it upward in return.

“Then why didn’t you fucking call me?” You lift your arms as he disrobes your top half, all but ripping it to shreds in the process before it falls to your feet. You moan into his mouth as you work to undo your bra, his calloused fingers scratching your skin as they begin to fumble with the button and zipper of your jeans.

“Phone works both ways, Princess.” He grunts as you undo his belt and rip it out of its loops, tossing it onto the pile with the rest as he pulls your pants and underwear down to your knees. “Didn’t want to come off too strong.”

“Uh-huh.” You step out of your clothes and gasp as he grabs onto your hips, lifting you up off your feet and onto his waist. “Wouldn’t want that, now would we?”

“Shut up,” he mumbles into your mouth, holding onto you tightly as he carries you around aimlessly, bumping into the trash can and chair before reaching the kitchen table and finally tossing you down onto it.

His jet black curls fall in front of his eyes as he leans over you to inhale your scent, pressing his nose into your pulse points as his lips taste the skin on top of them. His hands hold you down by your wrists as he lets your pheromones consume him, his trail of sloppy kisses moving down your neck and clavicle until he reaches your armpit. You never knew what an erogenous zone that area could be until he raises your arm to get deeper into it. Shockwaves of bliss shoot down your spine as he kisses the sensitive skin of your axilla, all but licking it clean. Your breath stifles as goosebumps prickle the flesh along your lymphatic system as he practically drinks in your scent, sighing as he greedily fills up his lungs with your essence.

“Fuck, you smell amazing, you know that?” His eyes flash a gold hue as he glances up at you, that half-cocked grin returning to his lips as he moves his mouth down your body, kissing your breasts and navel before getting onto his knees between your thighs.

He groans out loud as he tastes you for the first time, taking in your strongest scent and flavor as he refuses to stand on ceremony by dining on your flesh like a ravenous wolf. His hands move up your torso as your back arches in response, mapping the hills and valleys of your body as it instinctively keens into his mouth, as if it has any other choice.

“Alcide,” you whisper, letting your fingers move those curls up and away from his forehead as you watch him devour you, that gold tone in his eyes seeming to glow more intensely as he licks a slow stripe up your length with pride.

You try to control your breathing as he refuses to answer you, merely growling in response as those vibrations move through his lips and tongue into your clit, stimulating it like no one else has been able to do before. You hear him laugh as he notices you quaking in pleasure with each flick of his tongue and brush of his nose as they send deeper, more intense shocks of pleasure up into your core, one right after the other. This has never happened to you so quickly, but you can feel them stacking on top of each other, climbing higher up your spinal column until they finally reach your brain in an earth shattering explosion of ecstasy. It rocks its way through you, falling down your body like an avalanche as you feel the pleasure tumbling down where his mouth refuses to relent until it crumbles out of your extremities, dissolving into your very toes and fingernails.

You pull on his hair as the tremors of euphoria become too much, trying to get him off of you, but instead he doubles down. He growls again, only this time it’s deeper as he pulls your thighs tightly onto his shoulders, turning his head from side to side to send you into convulsions as he smears his face with the fruits of his labor. Your head falls back onto the kitchen table, your hands letting go of his hair to cover your own mouth as you scream his name again and again. His insatiable mouth sets you up again, bringing you to the edge of another tsunami of bliss as his spit mixes with your juices before dripping down your cheeks and onto the tile floor of your kitchen.

“You taste even better.” He finally speaks as he brings himself to detach from you, shoving his pants down past his knees before stepping out of them.

“Thanks. You’re really fucking good at that.” You whisper breathlessly as you watch him remove his pants, trying not to gawk too hard at what he’s working with. “Jesus.”

“Thanks.” He smirks again and kisses your lips, letting you taste what drove him so crazy down there as he strokes himself in the process, brushing the tip of his dick over your extremely sensitive bud before finally pushing all the way inside. He stares into your eyes as he glides into you, chuckling as your mouth falls open while he bottoms out against your soaking wet thighs.

“Mmm, Alcide,” you mumble into his mouth as your slick walls expand to envelop him without any effort, as if your body was specifically designed to always take him in this way.

His hands grasp onto your ass as he thrusts into you, pulling you closer to him as the legs of the table screech across the floor, barely loud enough to cover up the sound of your moans as he drives himself in at just the right angle. You can’t believe that he’s this talented, that a man so big and handsome actually has the skills to back up his intoxicatingly good looks, but here he is. He grabs a fistful of your hair as he deepens his kiss, grunting into you as the sweat begins to drip down his face, the width of his cock passing over that bundle of nerves again and again. Faster and faster each time, he triggers that chemical reaction deep within you, setting your skin on fire as you feel the table beneath you begin to sway with each frantic trust up into your viscera.

Your smooth muscles clench down around him in your blissful fit of frenzy as you wrap your legs around the small of his back as his pace increases, growing more sporadic. He grunts and growls more loudly as you hold him in close so you can feel him twitch and sputter his release inside you, the two of you now convulsing in perfect unison as your shared orgasm rips its way through you. It tears you apart and brings you together at the exact same moment that the table beneath you finally gives way, falling backward onto the floor as Alcide collapses on top of you.

“Shit. I can fix that.” Alcide kisses his apology into your lips as the shock from the fall is barely cushioned by the afterglow of your carnal high, your body unable to feel any pain just yet as he pulls the rest of the way out of you.

You laugh in utter shock and disbelief, deciding to stay there with him on top of your dilapidated kitchen table. “I’mma hold you to that.”

#alcide herveaux #joe manganiello #true blood #wereowlves #werewolf #alcide herveaux fanfiction #alcide herveaux smut

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alphaherveaux · 11 months

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alcide herveaux : exists. ✨

#truebloodedit #alcideherveauxedit #alcide herveaux #joe manganiello

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throwmethroughawindow · 2 months

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i feel like I’m going crazy. I joined the True Blood train way too fuckin late in 2024 but now that I’m here I want to consume fanfiction and there’s fucking NONE!?!?! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO ENJOY A SHOW WITH NO FANFICTION!!’

I just wanna read about Eric falling in love w us or alcide getting someone better than debbie!!!

I HATE SOOKI!!!

HUH!!’🤨🤨🤨😫😫😫😫😫‼️‼️‼️‼️

#true blood #sookie stackhouse #eric northman #alcide herveaux #jason stackhouse #bill compton #true blood fanfiction #true blood characters #I WANT MY MOTHERFUCKING FANFICTION #ITS A TERRIBLE SHOW BUT I WANT FANFIC OF FUCKING ERIC #I USED TO THINK HE WAS UGLY BUT HES HOT NOW #AND ALCIDE IS CUTE TOO!!!!!#PLS #LAFAYETTE true blood #tara true blood #angie rants #😠😠😠#GIMMIE FANFICTION

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fassylovergallery · 3 months

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joe manganiello suggestions #440

#joe manganiello #joe manganiello avatars #alcide herveaux #trueblood

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dogboytim · 8 months

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LETS GET SOME TOP SURGERY APPRECIATION

Also there may be a part 2 to this. Idk

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True Blood characters seeing your top scars

Bill Compton

Ok he’s a little confused

He has never met a trans person (that he knows of)

His questions may come off as a bit rude because he initially thought someone hurt you when he saw the scars

Asks Sookie for help. He’s trying his best

He likes to trace them with his thumbs a lot. Especially during quiet moments

During sex he likes to like them

Eric Northman

He has met trans people in the past so your scars aren’t anything new to him

He likes them a lot! He thinks of them as battle scars almost

Pep talks in front of the mirror if he catches you feeling down

Won’t touch them unless you give him permission. He knows it can be a touchy subject

He simply likes to admire them!

Literally will not let you hate them

Sam Merlotte

He initially found out after you had to change at work (customer threw their drink)

You covered yourself and he understood immediately. Though he did end up leaving a note assuring you that you wouldn’t lose your job over your identity

Has Sookie, Lafayette, or Tara take over if he knows a specific customer has certain beliefs

He’s silly ok. He likes finding little pins or stickers with the trans flag and giving them to you.

Defends you no matter what. He has and will punch someone over you. He doesn’t tolerate transphobia

Has a “wall of shame” with customers who got banned for homophobia/transphobia

Alcide Herveaux

“You’re trans? Cool 👍🏻” Type shit fr

He’s very understanding about it! When he used to be part of a pack he had trans packmates!

Please let him kiss your scars. He will go haywire.

Loves to lay on your chest and admire them up close. He especially likes how the scar tissue is a slightly different color than your skin

Gives your scars very special attention during intercourse. Kisses, praising them, the whole nine yards really

Will help you tape them up if wanted!

Jason Stackhouse

He doesn’t really express an opinion at first.

However you do know he’s supportive because he starts leaving old clothes of his that don’t fit anymore for you.

Hesitates when you let him feel them because he doesn’t want to be disrespectful?

“They look good on you!” Lord please save him.

Has fought and lost said fight over you but he tried!

You know how he became sheriff? He locked someone up for being transphobic once.

#horror #true blood hbo #true blood #bill compton #eric northman #alcide herveaux #sam merlotte #jason stackhouse #true blood x reader #x reader #true blood x y/n #true blood x you

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zanephillips · 11 months

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JOE MANGANIELLO True Blood S04E04 “I'm Alive and on Fire“

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hunnam · 9 months

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Alcide Herveaux True Blood (2010-2014) - "Fire in the Hole"

#Joe Manganiello #True Blood #Alcide Herveaux #usermichi #userjimholden #Mine #i'm a little obsessed with him right now

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minswriting · 19 days

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True Blood Characters Reaction to You in Lingerie For Them

NSFW | MDNI | fem!reader

Eric Northman

If Eric were to see you in lingerie, I feel like he would most definitely smirk at you, eyeing you up and down before going “Well isn’t this quite the treat?” in that seductive but teasing voice he has. He would then proceed to fuck you with the lingerie on, basking in the beauty that is indeed you.

Bill Compton

Bill would smile, looking at you like you’re a doll. “That does look quite gorgeous on you,” he would say in his wonderful southern twang. “But personally, I believe you look best with nothing on at all.” To which he would proceed to undo your lingerie in a teasing manner, smirking at you as your naked form was revealed. You guys would have sex immediately after.

Alcide Herveaux

I can imagine Alcide coming home after a long day working on construction. He would see you lying down all sexily on the bed, wearing a very beautiful lingerie set. I think he’d be the type to smile lazily and go “Don’t you look beautiful,” in that husky voice of his. He would definitely crawl onto the bed and take you because what better way to decompress from a long day?

Jason Stackhouse

With Jason, it’s really easy to tell what he would do. He would walk in, seeing you in a lingerie set and smile all stupidly and adorably. “I know exactly what you’re needing right now,” he would say as he’s undressing himself. And then he would be all goofy and silly while the two of you makeout and have sex. Honestly top tier

Sookie Stackhouse

If Sookie walked in on you wearing lingerie, she would totally be embarrassed at first. She would blush and cover her face until you’re like “sweetheart, i wore it for you,” to which she would then peek through her fingers to look at you. She would go “you look beautiful,” in a shy voice. And then you’d have to take the initiative to bring her to bed.

Jessica Hamby

homegirl is so mf pretty

Imagining Jessica waking up from her day sleep and she sees you just in the bedroom, dressed all sexily. “Well aren’t you a site for sore eyes?” she’d say, smiling and taking in your form. “Is this all for me?” to which you would nod, smiling at the red haired girl. Jessica would grin before joining you, undressing herself with speed. And she would rock your world.

#true blood #sookie stackhouse #eric northman #bill compton #jason stackhouse #alcide herveaux #jessica hamby #eric northman x reader #bill compton x reader #alcide herveaux x reader #jessica hamby x reader #jason stackhouse x reader #sookie stackhouse x reader #the sookie stackhouse mysteries #the sookie stackhouse series

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