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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.”

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malethirsty · 4 years

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Sex Island Season 1: Joe Manganiello

Summary: First Impressions are always important & Joe Manganiello fucking you in front of everyone is a first impression that will never be forgotten.

Warnings: M/M smut, Bareback (Wrap Before You Tap!)

Majorca, Spain:

A first day of meeting new people for a big opportunity was something that would make anyone nervous, however meeting over forty men on a reality television show where the aim was to fuck them all? That would make anyone sweat buckets, so naturally you were nervous.

The crew had waited for you to get breakfast down before whisking you away from your lock down position up to their top secret Villa, tucked away behind a veil of protection. You & the escort walked to the door, with The villa took up a lot of space, with a massive blue covered lounge, central heating, a sauna & an outdoor heating private room to name a few spots, you took a seat in the lounge room. Eventually instructions flashed upon the TV in the lounge

Y/N:

Welcome to Sex Island! Over the next two months, this villa will act as your home, it will also house many other men that you will eventually meet. Your focus is simple: Fuck Them All. All these men are horny & desperate for some good loving & you are the one to provide it. At the end of the two months, you will have a choice: Sex or Money. If you stay with the men, it’s up to you to keep it together on the outside, if you pick money, everyone walks away with $500,000 but the open relationship ends. You are about to be tested in every possible way, so strap on & enjoy yourself in this once in a lifetime experience. Good luck, xoxo

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As you settled in, the men came trickling in, Actors, Wrestlers, Authors, Businessmen & even a Porn Star! The men started to congregate round you, making ice breakers & getting used to their new surroundings when another set of instructions appeared on screen

Men:

Welcome to Sex Island! The premise has been explained to you in detail, however there is something you need to know. The temperature is cold, so you’ll have to band together for heat & also, it won’t be a case of clothing providing said heat. In this game, you will be naked. All of you. There is a hatch for clothing to be placed in located in the lounge room, you will receive the clothing back at the end of the game, but for now, strip! xoxo

Everyone took head & started to strip. Some took their time with it, some put on a show whilst some just straight up ripped their garments clean off. The only similarities all the men had was that they made sure to stare at you whilst they did it, they were all hungry & luckily for them, you were the main course.

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Eventually a lot of men dispersed to look around The Villa, leaving you in the lounge room with Joe Manganiello, known for playing Alcide Herveaux. “Well hello stranger” he said, winking at you, “Hey, I’m Y/N” “Joe, Joe Manganiello” “Yes I know who you are, I mean, which hot blooded man doesn’t?” Joe chuckled at you, sitting down next to you “Quite an experience isn’t it? I’m used to being naked on TV quite a lot, but this is different” you got to talking about your lives for a bit. “So, given your such a” he looked down at your hard cock “big fan. What is your favorite scene of mine?” You had a lot of options to go for but a particular scene stood out “When you fucked Debbie on True Blood” Joe looked surprised, “You probably get Magic Mike scenes, right?” “Yeah, even when I pounded Rikki but why that scene?” “Well it’s straight to the point, I loved the grunts and moans you gave, your verbal & that spin you did whilst you fucked her, perfect.”

You saw Joe’s cock growing hard at your words, he moved over to you, grabbed your head in his hands & shoved you down in between his legs “You have such a pretty mouth on you, let’s see if you can match it around my cock” eager to please him, you started to suck his dick. “Fuck yeah, that’s it Y/N, set a nice pace, up and down, take as much as you want, don’t make yourself gag.” Joe eventually threaded his fingers in your hair, guiding you. You swiped your tongue across his tip, causing him throw his head back “Oh Shit Y/N! You’re doing so well.” Pleased with your work, you decided to go one step further, pulling off his cock, you started sucking his balls instead. “Oh Jesus Fuck!” Joe groaned throwing his head back again, eventually his voice gave way to harsh snarls.

After a good while, he pulled you off & kissed you “Ready to have the first fuck of the season?” Joe asked “Hell yeah!” You responded, getting on top of Joe and riding his cock. It was incredibly painful as he stretched you out, however knowing your pain, Joe hugged you tight, whispering in your ear “It’ll be ok, go slowly down”, eventually you reached the bottom & kissed Joe. “Now set a pace, something that will suit us both” you listened to his advice & quickly found a pace that you both could get to grips with, later increasing it as the fuck grew stronger. “Oh fuck yeah Y/N!, your taking my cock so good!” he shoved deep causing you to throw your head back so that you caught a glimpse of what was behind you: A bunch of men with their hands on their cocks, stroking as they watched you & Joe fuck.

As their discovery was now apparent, the room quickly filled with ‘Yeah’s’ ‘Fuck’s’ & ‘Take that cock bitch’s’. You decided to give them a show & decided some role play would do the trick “OH YEAH! FUCK ME PACKMASTER!” Joe grinned responding immediately “OH FUCK YEAH! Only the best werebitches get to go to the front of the pack & take their Packmaster’s cock. Keep going slut, you’re doing so well” you started to run your hands down Joe’s torso, running your hands over his abs matching the pace of his fuck.

Joe moaned our loud, struggling to breathe, the fuck having taken a lot out of him “Baby hold on” you locked eyes with him, seeing his utterly blissed out face “I’m gonna cum soon, I guess you want me to shoot my load on your chest” you grabbed his arms & held him down, to Joe’s surprise “No, I want you to shoot in me.” Joe’s blissed out face became even more elated as he grabbed your back with his left hand as he continued to fuck you, his right hand wanking your cock matching his pace “Shoot your load for me Y/N”. You let out a scream as you shot your load over his torso. “Fuck yeah! You’re amazing. Shit! I’m about to cum, take me, take it all! OH FUCK!” Joe threw his head back & howled, coming deep in your ass.

You both fell back onto the lounge, covered in sweat “Fuck babe” Joe groaned “You’re so good.” He looked down at your shot load “I don’t know how you did it, but you made me look more beautiful than before” you laughed, looking at the men whom had cum from watching you & Joe and thought that if the rest of the cast was as good as Joe, this would be amazing.

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