#sdv alex fanfiction

[thebiggerbear]

SDV Alex Masterlist

"Sleep. I'll keep you safe." Prompt Response - Alex x Female!Farmer - Alex sees something through your window one night and it scares him silly. You have to explain to him that it’s pretty normal out here on the farm and there is nothing to fear. …Well, you were pretty sure there wasn’t, anyway.

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[wrrrenff]

How the Stardew Valley Bachelors React When the Farmer Injures Themselves

TW:// slight injury

Ahh... The crops have all been watered and the animals all have been fed. I deserve a snack!

The farmer starts their trek back to their farmhouse, thinking about what they might throw together in the kitchen. Suddenly you adorable pet bolts in front of you trying to chase a bird, and trips you! You land hard on the ground. You groan, your body feeling sore but overall fine, and get up. You dust yourself off only to notice that you landed on some sticks and they scraped up your arm pretty bad. It honestly didn't really hurt. It did look pretty ugly though. Hopefully no one will notice it once it's all cleaned up...

Harvey:

'Hey Far-'

Notices IMMEDIATELY

I mean c'mon of course he does. HES A DOCTOR

Doctor mode activated

Asks if he can take a closer look and fully inspects your arm

Asks what you used to clean it and scolds you when you say you just rinsed it off

Drags you back to his office and properly washes and bandages you

He's been so worried about what caused this the whole time but doesn't ask. He want you to share the cause only if you're comfortable

Let's out the biggest sigh of relief when he finds out it wasn't anything serious that caused this

Is on your ass making sure you are properly cleaning the wound and changing your bandage

Will softly kiss your bandages and forehead

'Thank yoba you have such an attentive doctor to take care of you'

Alex:

Despite how tough and nonchalant Alex may seem, I think he would be pretty worried and maybe even a little squeamish toward your injury

He does get injured sometimes playing gridball but the man is clueless when it come to caring for those injuries

He would usually just go to his grandma for help... which is exactly what he did with you

'Grandma can you help the farmer? They're hurt pretty bad. I-I just want to make them feel better'

After Evelyn patches you up, he grabs a blanket and something from his room then suggests you two go take a walk on the beach

Once at the beach he lays out the blanket and you both sit

That's when he pulls out his mothers music box and opens it, letting the soothing music play

'Mom would hum this while taking care of me and it always help me feel better. Maybe it'll be the same for you'

He will hold you and kiss you to help you forget about your pain

Shane:

I feel like he wouldn't notice immediately. Maybe 2 or 3 days after it happened and it's already pretty scabbed over

'Woah farmer, did one of you chickens get you?'

Tries to keep it together but is freaking out inside

Buys you a drink to 'help with the pain'

Gets a drink for himself to calm the fear of other things that could hurt you

Starts taking more 'walks around the valley' just to stop by the farm and make sure you stay safe

Sam:

'How'd you get that mean scrape farmer?''

He wasn't even fazed

He almost immediately assumed you just hurt yourself farming

He knew it couldn't be serious since you were still acting like your usual self

Sam has had some nasty injuries from skating around so he was a PRO when it came to cleaning and bandaging

Kept on you to change you bandages

Once he got a bad infection from not cleaning his scrape enough and he DOES NOT want you to have to deal with that

Will force you to hang with him and watch movies/eat snacks to keep you from overexerting yourself

Elliot:

If he sees your injury fresh I fully believe this man would faint

'Oh darling what happened? Did someone hurt you? Was it an animal? O-oh it was some... sticks? Those dastardly sticks!!"

Man will treat you like you broke you arm

I'm talking, making your food for you, drawing you baths, tucking you into bed, even doing your farming for you

You insist your fine but he wont hear it

Will cover your arm in kisses to make you feel better

Stays on top of cleaning your wound

He will definitely take inspiration from this moment for his novel

Sebastian:

Noticed it as soon as you walked into his room

He didn't want to say anything about it but you noticed his eyes were basically glued to your arm

His mind immediately went to the mines since he's seen you go in and out many times while he goes out to smoke

Is so relieved that is was just from some stupid sticks

He will absentmindedly rub the injury lightly when he's sitting near you

Lets you lay in his bed while he works to make you feel better, definitely not because he wants to keep an eye on you and make sure you don't hurt yourself more

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[panickingpansexuality]

Y'all think that Harvey makes sure that all the sexually active sdv characters get condoms and lube from him? Like big on making sure everyone knows safe sex?

Like even if they come in totally nervous and embarrassed?

"Jodi trust me it's safer to make sure Sam has condoms around that he thinks he's stealing versus him contracting and STD."

"Yes Alex using too much Lube is better than no lube and water isn't a substitute."

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[bezierballad]

Made this when I was bored:

This is a repost btw since I previously made the mistake of grabbing the fic numbers while signed out of Ao3 (the site has an option for creators to make their works visible only to those who have an account.)

#stardew valley #sdv #sdv sebastian #sdv shane #sdv harvey #sdv sam #sdv alex #sdv abigail #sdv maru #sdv elliott #sdv haley #sdv emily #sdv penny #sdv leah #ao3 #fanfiction

[veren-cos]

Asking out the Bachelors (SDV)

x disabled!reader

You presented him with a bouquet. But before he could speak, you interupt. "Now before you say anything!" He looks at you confused. "I want you to know before you make any big decisions that I am disabled. I get around fine enough, I mean, I can handle my farm and all. But some days it's rough. And I won't be able to. I might not have the energy for anything. I really- Really -like you, but I don't want to be hurt down the line because you can't deal with this." You put your heart on the line and awaited his response.

All Bachelor's below the cut

Harvey

• Gives you a big ol' hug

• Probably cries a little because he is so happy that you asked him out

• Hopes you don't notice

• You definitely do, but don't say anything because-how cute is he!

• The two of you just stay there for a second, because it's not like you can really move when you are trapped in a hug

• "Dear, having a disability is no big thing. So you need a little extra support sometimes. I am your man!"

• Literally will go to the ends of the Earth to help you when things are acting up

• When you go into more detail about it, he knows a lot already! (Duh he is a doctor)

• But he will do a lot more research about the specifics once you leave.

• He stays in that hug for a really long time before realizing that he never actually accepted your bouquet and becomes a bit of a flustered mess

• You think he is adorable

Sam

• As much as he likes to think he is sooooo cool, he is so happy that he just gives you a double thumbs up and a dopey grin

• He says, "Farmer you don't know how happy this makes me!"

• Invites you into his house to talk about things more, and plucks around his guitar while doing so.

• He doesn't know crap about disabilities, besides adhd and a few more common ones.

• But he is willing to learn!

• The two of you actually have a really long heartfelt conversation about it.

• Lots of hugs.

• Like he cannot get over the fact that you are dating now.

• Maybe a makeout session if the mood feels right?

Sebastian

• Kinda just stares at you for an uncomfortable amount of time

• You have no idea what he is thinking, and frankly neither does he.

• His brain is frying at the fact that you like him back.

• And then he is also panicking at the fact that you think he won't like you because of something you can't change!

• Grabs your hands once he snaps out of it, startles both of you

• "Yes!" He somewhat shouts, "yes! Yoba, I swear. I care for you and nothing about you will change that."

• Proceeds to just hold your hands and blush because OHMYGOSHMYCRUSHLIKESMEANDIJUSTTOLDTHEMILIKETHEMAND-

• Later when you talk about your disability more, he recognizes the name from late night internet browsing, and will do whatever he can for you when things get bad.

• Like Sam, there is a lot of communication about how he can help because he isn't well informed

Alex

• Literally picks you up???

• Idk he is weird (it's okay we still love him)

• Like holds you bridal style and gives you a big smooch on your cheek

• Will do his best to learn how to help!!!

• He doesn't care you have a disability

• Absolutely will take care of your farm and animals if need be

• When he sets you down he gives you an actual kiss

• The two of you talk about everything

• Shows up at your farm the next day after talking to Harvey

• He wanted to learn a bit more about helping people with disabilities, now having two important people in his life that have them! (You and George)

• Overall he'd be really good about it once he got going

Shane

If he was sober at the moment

• "We all have our problems, and yours is nothing."

• "I'm shocked you want to go out with me, but remember, this was your idea!"

• Aka, he tried to act all tough but when you look at his face, he is just a softy

• He has a slight blush on his face

• He is so happy you trusted him enough to tell him your personal business

• Won't be perfect by any means at helping when things get hard, but he tries

If he was drunk at the moment

• "I'm not dealing with that."

• And then he walks away.

• Regrets it so much when he sobers up but the damage was done

• If you felt that he deserved another chance it wouldn't be for a long time

• If you get together later, every time things flare up he just feels so guilty.

Elliott

(Apologies in advance for possibly being out of character. He is the one I know the least about-)

• Similar to Alex ngl (kinda?)

• He smiles at you, places his hand at the nape of your neck, and then gives you a kiss on the cheek

• Let's his head rest on your forehead for a few moments before accepting your bouquet

• Gives you a gentle kiss

• Will learn all of the things to know about your disability

• Makes sure you check in with Harvey about it whenever things get bad

• Will make you soup :) he knows it won't 'fix' anything, but he doesn't know when else to do when people aren't feeling good

• It's cute

• Will gives you cuddles after he accepts the bouquet, and makes sure to talk to you about what you need.

• He tells you, "nothing can change the way I feel about you. You are the light of my life." (Or some fancy poetry that idk how to write)

This is the first thing I've written that I've posted, so please lmk if I made a typo or something!!! And let me know if you want me to elaborate on any prompt. Or give me a prompt! I will be posting more, I just have to edit them.

(Thank you to my friend for proofreading if you see this)

Also I mostly write x reader, which I am down to make weirdly specific. Mostly fluff or hurt/comfort, but I am down for almost anything so if you have any fic you want written, lmk!!! I might not get to it for a while because, life, but we'll see! Hope you had fun reading, sorry for the long outro-

(Edited Alex's, thanks for pointing out George is disabled!)

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[farming-for-affection]

Prompt Idea: Why is Alex so intent on being a gridball star?

Alex dreams of being a gridball star.

He sounds cocky when he says it, and he is, a little. But only because of how many times people have told him he can't be one. When no one believes in you, eventually, you just have to believe in yourself.

So he does. He knows he needs to work, he knows he can't just show up and expect the gold trophy. He's not afraid of the work. He's afraid of the rejection.

He's been rejected before.

So he works hard. He makes sure his physique is flawless. His technique is flawless. His obliques are flawless. He makes sure he is flawless. Because if he's flawless, they can't reject him. They can only want him.

He would like that. He barely admits it to himself. He would like to be wanted.

To hear the crowd roaring his name, to be the star player. To be the one no one ever bets against. His name in lights, his face on the big screen. To have teams fight over him. To always be the first pick.

To never again be the only one home.

His grandparents have loved him, cared for him, as best they can. He listens to his grandfather, listens to him tell stories of the mines, the hard work. The hard work that meant nothing, in the end. How his grandfather had done the right thing, got a real job, did the work. Only to end up here.

Bitter. Pitied.

Loved by the right person, but always talked about. Always worried over. Never part of the conversation. Always the difficult one to include.

The real job, the stable job, the average job, had only gotten him so far. How could Alex not shoot for the stars? How could he do anything except chase his dreams, when the cost of not doing so was so obvious?

How could he look at his grandfather and say "I want to follow in your footsteps" when his grandfather could no longer walk?

It wasn't like his schoolwork was going to get him anywhere, no matter how his teachers derided him. Alex had never been the best at school. It's hard to concentrate on schoolwork, when you're wondering where your dad is.

It's hard to concentrate on schoolwork, when you don't know if your mom will be there when you get home.

But gridball stars don't need to know anything but the game. They don't need to know thousand year old history, they don't need straight A's. They need to know what the play is, where the ball is going, where they're going. And he knows where he's going. 

He's going to be a gridball star.

#stardew valley #stardew valley fanfiction #sdv alex #stardew valley alex #I apologize for the angst

[gegewrites]

Alex(stardew)- homesteading(SMUT)

This is in zero way edited, I finished it and just posted it

I crawled into the warm plush bed, making my way under the warm covers, my muscles simultaneously relaxing. I pushed myself a bit too hard today at the mine. Those flies are the only thing keeping me out of there most days but I made it through their swarm...so who's really got the power?

I laid on my back, my arms behind my head feeling my damp hair on my arm. The stove was burning in the room, so it was warm and cozy, accompanied by the scent of Alex's cologne on his side of the bed. My hunk of a husband was out at the saloon watching gridball with the boys, though it should be over soon if it hadn't already ended. My shoulders are craving his fingers working my muscles. I think I'm just craving him, cause even the thought of him working this knot out of my shoulder had my thighs pressing together lightly.

It was almost like my prayers were answered because I heard Dog scurrying to and barking at the door. I pulled the covers to my legs as I sat up and looked out the cracked bedroom door and saw Alex scratching behind Dogs ear as we closed the door.

"Hey boy! You miss me?" I saw him get down onto one knee, Dog pushing his face into Alex's hands for ultimate ear scratches,"of course you did."

"I missed you too, do I get ear scratches?" I giggled, finally making my presence known. He looked over at me with his famous lopsided toothy grin, and my heart just warmed up. My smile grew brighter as he stood up, giving dog one last ear scratch before making his way to the bedroom.

"Hey good lookin." He winked as he closed the door, his brows furrowed lightly as he looked at my face and walked closer. I raised my brow and leaned back as he leaned forward over me.

"What?" I questioned him as he stood up straight.

"Your lip." He pointed to the right side of his top lip,"what happened babe?" I touched my top lip and i nodded as he sat down on the edge of the bed and took his sneakers and socks off.

"Head butted by one of the cave flies, got caught in a swarm." I laid pushed back into the bed, leaning my back against the headboard. He stood up, with his sneakers in hand, and walked away shaking his head as he put them by the door. I slightly giggled waiting for his cute little lecture about my safety.

"You," he turned around putting his hands in his hips,"should invest- no, even better, wear my football helmet. Its meant to protect your head babe." I let my head fall down as I silently chuckled and winced at the sudden pinching and pulling feeling from the knot in my shoulder.

"I'll think about it." I gave him a smile as I reached with my left hand to rub the knot right between my right shoulder and my neck.

"What else happened?" He took his jacket off and hung it up on the hooks behind the door.

"Got a knot." My eyes fell closed as I worked it, all my muscles tightening up from how much it hurt.

"Scoot up, I got it." I felt his hand on my thigh and I jumped a bit, not expecting him to be there,"sorry." He leaned down and kissed the top of my head, my hand falling from my shoulder as he took my chin in his index and thumb gently. His lips met mine slowly and lovingly, just the type of kiss I needed to relax me again. I leaned forward for more as our lips stilled and he pulled away.

"Alex." I whispered, my tone was needy and I didn't plan for it to be, but he does that to me.

"Ah Ah," he placed his thumb pad over my lips,"let me work this knot out first." He patted the center of my side of the bed and I scooted forward, the blankets bundled up in front of my legs. I felt the bed dip behind me, he had one leg extended and the other off the bed. He grabbed my hips and pulled me closer, so I was right in his crotch, then he whispered in my ear,"wearing my favorite.." it took me a second to register what it was, and then k realized...my panties. Cause I'm only in his shirt and my light green Lace panties.

"That why I put them on." I whispered back as I leaned back and pressed a kiss to his jaw, seeing that light blush creep onto his cheeks,"you're adorable."

"Alright." He smiled, he was a bit flustered, like usual,"where's this knot?" His fingers starting grazing over my skin along my right shoulder.

I leaned off of him and reached and pointed out the area, leaning my head to my left shoulder. he immediately started working lightly, figuring out where it actually was...and then working it with his thumb harshly, which was exactly what it needed.

"That's Fuckin perfect." I moaned out the words and heard him chuckle and press a kiss below my ear as his free hand rested on my thigh.

"How long have you had this thing? Must hurt like a bitch." He winced as he starting working it harder. I like deep tissue massages, and he likes to give them(...it's because of the moaning.)

"I got back from the mine at...six so...like, three?" I breathed between my words, my eyes falling closed, and his free hand pressed flatly against my ribs keeping my back straight for him.

"You shouldn't of kept working, you probably made it worse then it would've been babe." I groaned and ket out a sharp exhale from my nose,"I'm serious, you gotta be careful."

"And I'll eat my vegetables dad." I chuckled and shook my head slightly.

"Especially breakfast." He said in a stern tone before chuckling,"besides that, find anything cool?"

"Iridium." I swooned before moaning again at him massaging the knot in it tightest area. I reached with my left hand and grabbed his denim covered thigh right above knee,"right there Alex, right-mmm- there."

He didn't respond just continued working it deeply as moans, I truly could not control, slipped from my lips. His hand ran down my shirt and sat on the inside of my thigh.

He worked that knot for awhile, not planning on stopping till I told him he could. We shared light small talk about what we did today, but mainly it was me moaning and sighing and him listening. His fingers were working the area lightly, his other hand working my other shoulder.

"Alex?" I spoke up after a few minutes of silence.

"Hmm?" He hummed.

"How strong are you?" I asked, and even though I couldn't see him, I knew he starting grinning at the question. A question that pretty much meant I wanted him to fuck me. His hands trailed down from my shoulders to my hips and he placed a kiss to the sore area on my shoulder before he responded

"Strong." He whispered in my ear before swiftly flipping me over into my back so I was now in the middle of the mattress. One hand stayed planted on my hip and the other planted into the mattress close to my head. I was trapped under him, he had a knee planted into the mattress between my legs and the other on the outside of my thigh.

He came down and his Lips met mine quickly getting heated but still gentle. My arms can up and I laced him around his neck keeping him close as his hand trailed off my hip and in between my thighs and cupped my needy pussy in his big hand and my hips rolled into his palm. His lips left mine with a chuckle as he looked down at me with his eyes blown with lust, though mine definitely were as well.

"You're really wet." He noted, kissing down my jaw and onto my neck,"massages always get you worked up," he took the time to nip snd suck on at neck before continuing the rest of his comment,"Fix one knot.."his hand slid up my pussy as his middle finger rubbed the wet patch over my clit,"gotta fix another soon after."

"Please fuck me." I hurriedly sighed out as he placed more kisses to my neck before going back to hovering over me.

"Patience, sweet girl. I gotta know if you're hurt anywhere else first." He raised his brow at me, his finger stilling, and I shook my head no,"you're okay?"

"I'm fine 'lex." I carded my fingers through the shorter hair on the back of his head and pulled him down closer to me so our noses were close to touching," I'm fine, I promise." I leaned ik and placed a small kiss to his lips and in return he started rubbing harsh circles over my clothed clit.

"Let's get you outta these baby, I wanna taste." His hand left my pussy as he started making his way off the bed, taking time to press kisses down my chest and stomach till both his feet hit the ground. He hooked his index and middle fingers into the waist of my panties and slowly slid them down my legs, making sure to press a kiss on my lower stomach.

I was propped up on my elbows, watching him with a smile as he got down on one knee, kissing the inside of my calf and dropping the panties to the floor. Before I knew it, he gripped the back of my knees and pulled me closer to him, ripping a small yelp and a giggle from me. the back of my shirt riding up, no longer covering below my ribs and he put my legs over his shoulders.

"Take my shirt off." He said before he started kissing the inside of my thigh and I did just as he said. My heel digging into his back as I sat up a bit more and ripped it off, tossing it behind me. Exposing the rest of my body to him. his lips getting closer to where I desperately need him. My clit throbbing and my wet hole tightening around nothing,"so wet for me baby."

"Always am for you." I giggled, feeling my body getting hotter waiting for him. He placed one last kiss to the inside of my thigh, before licking a broad strip over my slicked lips snd dipping the tip of his tongue to my clit. His grip on my thighs tightened, making sure to keep my pussy as close to him as possible as he started licking my bundle of nerves quickly. My hand shot to his hair, tugging at the brown locks as his tongue worked quickly, licking from my clit to my needy hole and back to my clit, each time around getting harsher. My back arched off the bed as I moaned, my nails scratching his scalp and he groaned at the feeling. My eyes were closed and I was focused on the feeling of his wet tongue spreading my slick around, probably covering his chin as well. He was a messy eater and I'd have it no other way.

I felt a finger slip into my needy cunt and my walls tightened around it as he slowly started to pump it in and out, adding a second finger shortly after.

"O-ooh God!" I moaned, rolling my hips into him as he sucked harshly at my clit, pumping his fingers quickly and and out of me, curling them against my gspot. I felt him smirk as moans rolled out of my mouth. Words of praise which made him go even faster. The feelings of electricity ran up my spine, my hips still rolling into him trying to match his fingers.

He was properly eating me out, I could hear the wet obscene sounds my cunt made. My moans got higher in pitch as I felt the knot forming in my lower stomach, my hand gripping his hair as tight as I could and he laid his forearm over pelvis, keeping my hips as still as possible. I completely forgot about how sore my arms and shoulders felt. His fingers were burried in my cunt, focusing on my gspot. My thighs tightened around his head, I was gripping into the sheets with my other hand,

My mind completely lost in how he was making me feel.

"Just like-like that! Don't stop please, pleeaase don't stop." My breathing was heavy, my chest rising and falling erratically as my orgasm was getting to its breaking point,"so Fuckin good!"

My thighs were twitching around his head from the abuse on my clit, I felt my head getting dizzy with oncoming ecstasy, my body flushed with heat and thin layer of sweat.

"Good girl." I heard him mutter before going back to sucking my sore sensitive clit.

"I'm-im so close, so close." My brain was focused on my orgasm, the feeling of the knot about to burst. The effect my words had on him was huge, he was fucking me with his fingers as fast and hard as he could, licking and sucking My clit. Without warning it flooded through me. The knot finally bursting, a yell of a moan ripping from my throat as my muscles tightened in my core and in my legs, my walls fluttering and gripping around his fingers as my orgasm washed over me. My cum dripping down my ass and onto the sheets, covering his chin and most likely wetting the collar of his T-shirt. But He didn't stop working his fingers, trying to get every last bit out of me. his tongue lapping up at my first orgasm. He started to slow down- slowly slowing down. He was groaning, probably straining against his jeans, craving Being stuffed inside of me, I was craving it to though.

"Al-Alex! Oh god you got-ta stop." I huffed out, I didn't want him to, but I needed more then his fingers and tongue.

His fingers slid out of me, and ny legs fell from his shoulders as he stood up. My legs quivering and hanging off the mattress.

"Open your mouth." He huffed out and I did, he slid his fingers in ky mouth and I started lapping at my cum which soaked his fingers, cleaning them as I felt him pressed wet kisses to my chest and collarbones, his free hand massaging my boob. My eyes opened lazily, and I looked at him through my half lidded eyes as I cleaned his fingers. He slid them out and gripped my hips and kept pressing kissed on my skin, nipping at areas to mark me.

"Clothes." I sighed,"off."

"Huh?" He asked looking up at me,"can't even form a sentence?"

"Take them off." I said, looking abt his damp T-shirt collar, my eyes gazing down to the strained erection in his jeans,"come on."

"You want my cock?" He asked and I nodded vigorously and he chuckled and smirked,"how bad baby?"

"'Lex please," I pushed up on my forearms as he stood up, removing his shirt, revealing his toned and tan body and dropping it to the floor. I sat up fully, feeling the wetness of the sheets on my thighs,"I need your cock, I need to be filled by you." I started unbuckling his belt, placing kissed to his abs and his v line and he cupped my cheek in his palm bringing my eyes to his. his eyes egging me to go one with how bad I want him,"I need your cum Alex, I need you to fill me up."

"You want cum, huh?" He chuckled lightly, his green eyes dark with lust as I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans,"wan' my cum spilling out of you? Begging for load after load?" He leaned down closer to my face as his hand fell from my cheek to grab my hands,"wan' me to fuck a baby into you?"

"So badly." I responded quickly, my voice Whiney and bitchy,"so Fuckin bad Alex." He bit his button lip and pushed me down onto my back, ridding himself of his jeans and boxers. His stiff cock bouncing lightly, his tip red and angry, he pumped it lightly before grabbing onto my thighs, hooking my legs on his waist.

"You have no Idea what you do to me." He shook his head, rubbing his tip against my clit. I realized he didn't actually realize I was serious about him fucking a baby into me, because he reached over to my bedside table and I quickly grabbed his arm.

"I'm serious." I looked at him releasing his arm and his brows furrowed for a second before relaxing,"fill Me up."

"I'm Fuckin with you." He circled his tip around my wet hole,"just wanted to hear you say it again." I let out a giggle as my head laid back down on the mattress, my legs were tight around his waist,"want nothing more but to make you a mom."

"Make you a daddy." I said, feeling my walls tighten,"fuck me."he leaned down without saying anything back and placed his lips in mine, the kiss heated and messy, pure lust. My arms wrapped around his neck. Our lips moving together quickly as our tongues danced with each other. Right as I was getting comfortable in the kiss, he slid his tip right into me, his fat girth making my cunt tighten around him.

"Always so tight baby." He groaned in my ear, and k could tell he had to hold back the want to thrust the rest of his cock inside.

"You're jus' big." I shot back  as he slid another inch into me, getting my walls adjusted to his size like he always has too, my hands grabbing onto his back, my nails already digging into the muscles.

He couldn't hold back, sliding and forcing the rest of his length into me, his balls slapping against my ass when he finally bottomed out. A high pitch moan rang out into his ears and he grunted and deeply exhaled at the feeling of being enveloped in me. My walls fluttering around him, a slight pain from his size that quickly went away.

"Feel so good baby." He placed kisses along my neck, giving me time to adjust before he started moving,"always s'good for me."

"Start moving...daddy." I whispered the pet name into his ear and when it registered in his brain he pulled out so only his tip was in and slammed right back in, ripping a yell out of me,"fuck!"

"Say it Again."

"Daddy." I whispered before he stood up, my hands falling from his shoulders, his hands gripping my thighs harshly which was bound to leave some marks. I peeled my eyes open and looked up at him, I was already panting like a bitch in heat. He didn't look at me, his eyes fixated on where our bodies connected as he started to move slowly, his length rubbing against and stretching my walls as he rolled his hips into mine. I tried to keep my eyes open to watch him, see the way he bites down and sucks at his bottom lip fire  soothing the bite with the tongue. How his eyes drifted from my pussy to my chest, watching my boobs bounce in the same rhythm as his hips.

"God." He groaned, his hips speeding up sk he was no longer rolling into me but now thrusting, sliding out half way before slamming back into me. A slow yet harsh pace,"You're so Fuckin hot." 

"Have-have you seen yourself?" I breathily chuckled and saw him look over to the north left corner of the room where I had a full length mirror pointed towards the bed. His right hand  left my thigh and he flexed his arm, his muscles tightening and making him look like a god.

I let out a Giggle which turned into a moan as his hand came down to rub my clit with his thumb as he picked up his pace, causing my hips to roll into him as my back arched. I coukd hear how wet I was, the vulgar sounds of his cock thrusting into my wet pussy, his balls slapping against my ass; His groans and sighs, and my moans, accompanied them. It made me even wetter as i zoned into the sound of his vocals and the feeling of his thumb quickly circling my clit.

"Such a good- fuck- pussy baby." He was gonna end up Fucking himself ,and me, dumb tonight, I can already tell.

"Faster, please." I breathed out, my nails scratching against the fitted sheet below me.

"Thinkin' the same dammmn thing." He groaned as he sped up gradually. I could feel him better now, his speed and with his tip hitting my gspot more causing my walls to tighten against him, and in response, his thumb left my clit, joining with his left hand to grab my hips and lift them up more and my legs wrapped around his waist tighter, getting a deeper angle.

"That's-thats Fuckin peeerfect." My head pushed into the mattress below me. his hands slid down my thighs to my waist, sliding under to my back. i could feel his hot breath in my neck, hear his groans and murmered praises as my nails raked down his back. he wast thrusting fast but he was deep. his cock grinding against my gspot. i felt one of his hands slide up and cradled my neck. he stopped moving and picked me up quickly and turned around to sit on the bed, i let out a yelp and giggled. i was now on top.

"ride me baby, cmon." his hands gripped my ass, his fingertips digging into my skin. i wasted no time and started rocking my hips slowly onto his,"nah nah, cmon." he took control, guiding me up and down his cock. i love riding him, i get to see how his muscles tense under me, get to see his face more clearly...can hear him better,"good girl, soo fuckin good."

"im gon-na cum." i choked out, my eyes were closed, my back was arched a bit, pushing my chest into him, my nails digging harshly into his shoulders.

"wait f'me." he huffed,"wan' cum with you." he wasnt telling me, though it did sound like it. it was an order, and order i was gonna obey.

I started moving faster, raising my hips up so I could onky feel his tip inside of me and then slamming down onto him. I opened my eyes when I when I took him fully back into me. His head was back, his lips parted. I kept with this action, rising off and coming back down. Yanking groans from his throat as his hands gripped my ass, his finger tips digging into my skin, and his cock started twitching. He helped to speed up my actions, which didn’t help me, I wanted to cum so badly.

“Please stop focusing on how-how good this feels, and just cum with me already.”I said between pants,”wanna cum on your cock.”

“That’ll do it.” He choked out as I felt his abs tense against my stomach. I finally let myself relax and let go as he started shooting into me.

My head fell onto his shoulder as he kept up with the actions, helping us ride out our orgasms.

The sounds in this room made me glad I lived far from town. Wet slapping accompanied by groans and moans, which stopped when he slowed me down to a stop, making sure to push me down as far as he could so his cock was stuffed inside me.

He kept a grip on my ass but the other was rubbing my back, my head was buried in his neck, my arms draped over his shoulders. Both of our bodies were sticky with a layer of sweat, which to me means an excuse for another round in the shower. When he finally went soft he lifted my hips up and slipped out, snd he pressed kisses to my shoulder.

“So…” he started,”can I interest you in your second shower?”

“If that shower comes with another round, then yes.” I sat up as I spoke and he grinned and his brow cocked slightly.

“If that’s the case-“ he flipped us over, so I was now on my back,” then why not go another round?”

“I won’t say no.” I grinned as his came down to kiss me.

If this is what homesteadings about, then I’m all in.

#gegewrites #fanfiction #smut writer #alex sdv smut #alex sdv #alex stardew valley smut #sdv smut #sdv fanfic

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HIGH REWARD || Elliott x Alex x Harvey

RATING: Explicit, 18+ obviously

PAIRNG: Elliott x Alex, Elliott x Harvey, Alex x Harvey, & Elliott x Alex x Harvey

TAGS: TRANS ELLIOTT, as always, looks like cheating, but isnt, pwp, oral/vaginal/anal sex, no condom, threesome, voyeurism, kinktober 2022 day 31 risk, better tags on AO3 sorry ***part 3 of of course takes place after high risk***

WORDS: 8122

SUMMARY:

“Who was it this time? Was it that belligerent jock of yours, again?” Alex felt like he was going to puke. Elliott nods and slides his fingers through his hair as he goes down on him again. The redhead is inexplicably calm, even shutting his eyes as his husband continues. “You let him cum in you?”

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(genital words (elliott): cock, cunt, lips, tits)

Alex, for the first time, found himself in Elliott’s martial bed. Throughout their affair (that’s really what it was wasn’t it?), they’d defaced just about every other surface in the modest apartment, save for the bed. He almost thought that it was the one line Elliott wasn’t willing to cross, but ultimately, he’d weaseled his way into the king sized metaphor all the same.

He found himself in the bed after an exaggerated celebration of his most minor accomplishment: he’d actually managed to successfully complete his first year of college. He lay in the bed of two people who managed to complete this monumental task more than a decade prior and they were several years younger than he was now when they did it. But Elliott made him feel proud.

Deep down, Alex really did feel inadequate next to Elliott, compared to Harvey. But he supposed that those feelings were his own doing—maybe a touch of societal expectations, as well, of course—because Elliott never made him feel that way. Next to Elliott, now, he felt vast and plentiful. In the day that they’d spent together (wholly uninterrupted as the doctor was out of town), he’d pushed his body farther than he had in any gridball game; and as he rested, he desired more.

His desire for Elliott continued to shift as their affair (that’s what it really was, wasn’t it?) went on. Such complicated feelings were always bound to fluidity, Alex was sure, but he couldn’t shake the feeling of them shifting more and more wholesome. Some part of him—most parts of him—desired for Elliott more than sexually. Jealousy still swelled in his chest every time he saw him with his husband, of course, but this was becoming more than just an issue of envy.

Alex wasn’t even sure what this was anymore. Yes, of course, at its core it was an affair. He was sleeping with a married man after all. But he found himself dreaming of Elliott when they were apart. These dreams he had of them, together, were not always strictly sexual, either. They often danced, and wined and dined, and fulfilled all of the wholesome aspects of domestic life. He found himself gazing at Elliott whenever they were together; lost in all that he was, longing to be part of him.

Even now, as they rested together, in Elliott’s marital bed, the room humid with raunch, he found himself studying the redhead, pulling him close when he decided that he must be cold. He was receptive, curling up on his chest. Elliott never seemed oblivious to Alex’s emotions, and he didn’t seem to be off put by them either.

He continued to question Elliott’s marriage to his husband; regardless of the guilt he felt for doing so. Something about it made him feel less and less guilt as time went on, anyways. Maybe he wasn’t supposed to be there, but it seemed that other people were allowed in. Honestly, he felt more jealousy towards the people he thought were being included (why else would they bring Shane home with them at night, multiple times?) than Harvey at this point. Maybe something deep inside of him wanted Harvey to know so that he could spend some time alone with him too? Without it being a problem? He and Elliott were good together. He didn’t want to ruin that, he was sure (and he hadn’t been so sure of that before). Alex twirled Elliott’s hair around his finger and absentmindedly wondered if he could have a place in their marriage. He wondered why he didn’t already.

Elliott hummed and rubbed his face on his chest, breaking him out of his trance. “Tired?”

Alex nods and runs his fingers up and down his spine. “Wish I wasn’t.”

“Oh?” He muses, turning to his stomach and resting on his elbows, leaning forward, and kissing Alex’s neck.

He continues the caress his lover, letting him taste his exhaustion, inhale his desperation. Elliott grabs him by his chin and makes Alex look at him. “I was supposed to fuck you tonight.” He pouts. He’s gentler than he has been in the past; he’s tired too.

“I wanted you to.”

“If only we knew who kept us up this late.” They chuckle and soon, nod off.

Alex wasn’t the heaviest sleeper, but after a night like this, he did find himself in quite a deep sleep. Somehow, his fluffy and domesticated dreams found him here, the only place a wet dream would be more than welcome.

He dreamt of gentleness and wholesome desire, of sharing a bed as affection, instead of arousal; of picnic baskets, blankets, and a light lunch spread out over a summer afternoon; of warmth lingering out of the closeness of lovers, not affair partners; of genuine, all encompassing, love. He dreamt of Elliott in his entirety. His kindness, his deliberate desire, his delicate poetry. He dreamt of the words Elliott would dedicate to him the way he had lovers past and present. The ease at which they would flow from him, as if his love could only burst from the seams. His dreams wondered what his call sign would be—how it would compare to Harvey’s ‘for my favorite doctor,’ or what he was sure was Shane’s ‘to an almost domesticated bear.’

Then, he dreamt in abstract. Of the all-surrounding warmth of another body. Maybe two, actually. Less visuals but more feeling. The feeling of being held. Of being welcomed. He was intertwined there, however many people there were. Still without sight, he would smell the light cologne Elliott always wore; it was green, and fresh, and ever so slightly warm. He could smell Elliott’s body too. His gentle musk and floral hair products, the strong leather on his hands from his notebooks, the sharpness from his ink pens. His sweat was subtly sweet-smelling, and his body was warm and relaxing in his hands.

But there was more than just him there. A stronger, fuller bodied cologne; it almost overwhelmed the senses, but barely avoided it. It was distinctly more masculine, warmer than Elliott’s and sharper still; heavy with tobacco leaves and teakwood, spices he couldn’t place. It felt warm like fall and sophisticated like dinner with extended family. There was an oddly familiar note as well, something particularly sterile and plasticky. Something that told his mind hands. There was a hushed noise. It became more and more consistent. He felt mouths moving. Talking. Someone was talking. Multiple people.

Alex opens his eyes and is still shrouded in darkness. He pauses, hearing voices around him. As he gets used to being awake the voices become clearer and clearer. He hears Elliott say, “You’re home early!” and his entire body tenses up. The voices are far enough away that he feels safe carefully uncovering his eyes, finding himself having been covered up with pillows and blankets, surely in an attempt to hide him from Harvey. He knew it was Harvey that he was being hidden from (instead of the several other people apparently allowed into their marriage) because now that he was able to see, he could see Harvey—mere feet away—embracing his husband. He couldn’t help but watch as they kissed.

He tries to regulate his breathing as his pulse skyrockets. He hopes that he is as hidden as he was before, but he can’t waste time assessing the situation. His cock twitched in his sweats and that’s all his sleep addled brain could focus on. He clenches his jaw tight as he watches them kiss more and more passionately. He flinches when Harvey begins to grope Elliott’s ass. He was so fucked.

Alex holds his breath when he watches Elliott wrap his arms around Harvey’s neck, making it easier for him to lift his legs in the air so that Harvey could pick him up. He forces himself to regain his composure as they move towards the bed. Surely, they’d see him? Well, Elliott already knew he was there, but surely Harvey would see him? Or would notice the smell of sex in the air? The fact that Alex had cum inside of Elliott? Oh god. He’d cum inside of him.

Elliott hit the bed first, and he seemed to make a conscious effort not to look towards Alex. Harvey positioned himself on top of him, kissing him just as he had before. He had no sense of time inside this torture chamber; forced to watch his affair partner get fucked by his husband with baited breath.

His cock twitched as he watched Elliott put his hand down Harvey’s pants, rubbing his cock, getting him hard so he could fuck him. Harvey kissed down his neck, just as Alex had, nipping at Elliott’s delicate skin. He didn’t seem to have any reservation about leaving marks on him, however, unlike Alex. Though that seemed to be a perk of not having an affair.

Harvey pulled away from him only long enough to strip Elliott of his clothes. Relieving him of the oversized t-shirt he had been wearing and his underwear. He returned to his husband as quickly as he’d pulled away; groping his small breasts as they kissed again. Elliott whimpered as he kissed down his neck, rolling his nipples between his forefingers and thumbs until they became erect. Then he dotes on them, gently rubbing them with his thumbs as he kisses down his lover’s chest. He trails his kisses to his left breast, carefully sucking and biting the soft flesh before refocusing on his nipple, delicately licking it with the tip of his tongue and teasing it with his teeth. Elliott squirms.

He repeats this on the other side. Elliott melts in his hands as he gropes one breast and suckles the other. He only continues to squirm around as Harvey remains there, teasing him incessantly. Elliott returns the favor, teasing Harvey’s now hard cock with the same inviting thrusts of his hand. It’s not long before neither of them can take any more. A mumbling between the two is all that preceded Harvey’s moving south.

He’s nipping at his skin all the way down. Tiny bruises forming in his wake, indicative of the doting husband Elliott was so blessed with. He continues around his aching cunt, to his thighs, frustrating him even further. Harvey leaves the same marks there, taking time to indulge in his husband, they hadn’t seen each other in a while. His thighs tremble as he moves to the other thigh, giving it the same treatment, in the opposite direction, now moving towards his cunt. Elliott spreads his legs as far as he can without having to restrain himself, practically begging him to hurry up and desperately inviting him in.

Harvey finally finds himself between his legs, forcing his thighs flat to the mattress with one arm and holding his cunt taught with the other, keeping the head of his little cock exposed. He licks it gently at first, bracing for Elliott’s wanton jerking. He gasps as Harvey continues, manipulating his cock with his tongue and letting it slip under his foreskin to tease him better. He’s forced to put more weight on his arm to hold Elliott still as he begins to suck him properly. Elliott, in turn, has to cover his mouth with both hands, trying to keep himself quiet as Harvey’s onslaught continued. His throat gets hoarse quickly, but not from complaining.

Elliott doesn’t last very long, but he’s not meant to. His orgasm ravages him, but he can’t help but want for more. Harvey continues through his orgasm, melting his husband so that he’s easier to drink. His cunt aches with desire as Harvey again moves south, allowing his tongue to slip inside of him. He continues to tease his cock with his thumb as he feels around inside of him, tasting him and all that he’s gotten up to. He hums. “Again?”

“You’ve been gone for a week.” Elliott pouts.

He slips a finger into Elliott. He thrusts it only enough to tease him, drawing it back out covered in semen as he expected. Harvey allows himself to succumb to the urge to taste it. Whoever it was, either had a particular diet or was preoccupied with the way that he might taste.

“Who was it this time? Was it that belligerent jock of yours, again?” Alex felt like he was going to puke.

Elliott nods and slides his fingers through his hair as he goes down on him again. The redhead is inexplicably calm, even shutting his eyes as his husband continues. “You let him cum in you?”

He’s eating him out again, focusing on tasting them together this time. Intending to overstimulate him even more, torturing him before he fucks him. He nods, not that Harvey is paying much attention. “I wanted him to. He made me cum so many times I felt like he deserved it.” Elliott pulls his hair at the root, egging him on.

He’s trembling when he’s done with him, yet still eager for more. He rises from in between his legs, and they kiss desperately, hungry for each other. Elliott wraps his arms around his neck and his legs around his waist, inviting his husband in. Harvey reaches between them, jerking his cock a few times before teasing his little cunt, rubbing his tip between his lips. He teases his hole properly, making Elliott gasp, “Yes! Yes!” before he finally thrust into him. Alex’s cum being forced out of him to make way for Harvey.

He throws his head back in ecstasy as his husband finally fucks into him. As overstimulated as he is he’s still desperate for the cock that’s thrusting inside of him. He holds onto his husband for dear life as his thrusts grow deeper and deeper, his aching cunt eager to finally be satiated. Harvey kisses his neck and nips at his ear. “Alex doesn’t fuck you like this does he?”

Elliott shakes his head as he fucks deep into him. He grits his teeth as he tries to hold in another orgasm, desperate for Harvey to keep going. Then again, he doesn’t seem interested in stopping; his pace is getting rougher but remains romantic—knowing his husband inside and out makes it all the easier for Harvey to have Elliott hanging on his every move. Every thrust of his hips calculated so that Elliott might be able to hold himself together a little longer, so that Harvey could enjoy him a little more. He’d certainly missed his husband.

Harvey lets go of Elliott, moving so that he’s more on his knees and puts his hands on his waist instead. He thrusts into him again, getting used to the new position before changing his rhythm. Elliott arches against the bed as he’s pulled down with every thrust of Harvey’s hips. He holds onto his ankles and feet, keeping the tops of his thighs pressed to the mattress, his calves and feet in the air. It becomes harder and harder for Elliott to keep himself composed: Harvey’s deep inside of him, rearranging his very humanity; and he’s in particularly revealing position, folded in half and at the mercy of his husband; and he can certainly feel Alex watching, sometimes he even thinks he can hear him breathing heavily, he passively wonders if he’s touching himself. “He isn’t allowed to fuck you like this is he?”

Elliott shakes his head again as Harvey forces yet another orgasm out of him. He is visibly shaking and overstimulated, every further thrust of his hips causing him to jerk forward in one way or another. Harvey is particularly lucky that he hasn’t been kicked in the head yet, his tendency to tease testing Elliott’s ability to hold the position more than he ought to. Still, he continues, letting his still hard cock slip out of Elliott and rubbing up against his own quivering little cock. Elliott whimpers and finally releases the position, allowing his legs to rest on Harvey’s shoulders, wrapping his thighs around his neck and pulling him down.

Harvey concedes, allowing himself to be pulled down to Elliott. His thighs moving from his neck to his chest so that his arms could replace them instead. He gently kisses him, soothing his husband as he comes down from his orgasm. He pushes their foreheads together and twirls some of Elliott’s hair around his finger. They kiss again and he can feel the wanton desire in the way that Elliott kisses him. He hums as they pull away, brushing hair out of his face, he asks, “Again?”

“Please. I want you to cum in me.”

Harvey kisses up his neck and rises out of his grasp again. “Make yourself comfortable.”

Elliott does what’s asked of him, settling on rolling over and getting up on his knees and propping his chest up with a pillow he held on to, his back starting to become sore. Harvey smacks his ass. “Ready?”

“Mhmm,” Elliott groans when Harvey thrusts into his gaping cunt. It doesn’t take him long to adjust, so Harvey quickly sets an eager pace. His balls slapping Elliott’s little cock with every thrust makes him ejaculate within the first minute he’s inside of him. But he keeps going at his request.

Elliott sinks further down in overstimulation, and Harvey follows, straddling him from above and welcoming himself to a fistful of his hair. He pulls his hair at the root, careful to not actually yank any of his hair out. He keeps the pace and Elliott fully comes undone after yet another desperate orgasm in this position, unable to keep himself quiet and tears welling up in his eyes from overstimulation. He’s still eager to keep going so Harvey sticks a couple of his fingers in his mouth and keeps at it.

He's truly a sight now. He’s drooling around his fingers and properly weeping now, truly desperate for the shared orgasm they’re pursuing. Elliott’s spit and tears stream down his face, neck, and chest, dripping down from his tits and pooling on the mattress, staining the sheets. All his cunt can do is tremble and squeeze Harvey, begging him to hurry up and cum as his hands grip at the sheets, trying to hold onto reality lest he get fucked out of it.

His arms grow weaker so he allows his face to press into a pillow, Harvey removing his fingers from his mouth. He can feel Alex’s eyes on him again in this position and he smirks to himself. The pillow quiets him in addition to comforting him so Harvey lets off of him more, allowing himself to relax. Perhaps for the final time he rises above Elliott, pressing his hands into his spine and smoothing them downward, pushing his husband’s stomach to be nearly flush with his thighs, chest on the mattress. His pace slows as he enjoys Elliott like this, pushing down on his back and leaning forward so that he’d be fully engulfed by his cunt. He’s slower but increasingly erratic, his entire cock slipping in and out of him with each thrust, his balls still taunting his husband’s cock every time he fills his cunt.

Harvey shuts his eyes and grips onto his husband waist again, manipulating his flesh in his hands as he lets his desire alone move his hips. He groans feeling all of Elliott grip onto him, pulling him deeper inside and clenching all around him, daring him to cum. He begins to tremble himself and decides it’s finally time to give in. He pushes down on Elliott as he finally reaches orgasm, moaning in unison with him as he pumps his cum deep inside him. He rides out their shared orgasm, small, rapid thrusts only further overstimulating Elliott. He lets his flaccid cock slip out of his husband, rubbing it against him before leaning down and kissing him lovingly. He kisses his cheek as he finally fully flattens to the bed. “Where is he?”

Wordlessly, Elliott raises a still trembling hand and points towards the mess of pillows and blankets in the bed.

As Harvey begins to uncover him, Alex rushes to attempt to conceal his erection, only then noticing that his cock was fully exposed. Still, he attempts to retain some amount of dignity, quickly pushing his cock down with both hands, as if that’d ever be enough to hide it. With one hand still comforting his spent husband, Harvey uses the other to finally throw the blankets off of the voyeur.

Alex’s cock aches for attention even as he braces for impact, twitching under his hands, hard yet feeling distinctly spent. He doesn’t wonder if he touched himself without noticing; the semen on his hands makes it obvious he had. He only wonders how many times he reached climax and if it was obvious to Elliott and Harvey when he had.

Harvey callously smacks Alex’s hands away, leaving him fully exposed. His cock bounces free, and he can feel cum flicking off of it and onto his stomach. He can feel Elliott’s eyes on him, tracing all over the illicit parts of him despite the thorough fucking he’d already enjoyed. Though Alex keeps his eyes on Harvey instead, watching him strip him of his lounge pants, leaving him completely naked. He grabs him by the ankle and pulls him forward as he gets out of the bed. Alex trembles with anxious desire.

He smacks Elliott’s ass hard enough to make him jump. “Your turn.”

“My turn?” Alex spits out immediately, looking to Elliott then to Harvey and back and forth multiple times. Towering over him, Harvey only nods; expectant.

He looks to Elliott again. “Are you sure?”

Elliott smirks and winks at him. “Of course.”

Alex moves forward in the bed, awkwardly attempting to straddle Elliott before Harvey smacks him in the stomach and grabs him up by the chin. He leers down at him and Alex tries not to find his flaccid cock in his periphery distracting. “Is that any way to treat a gentleman?”

Alex trembles. “No?”

He tightens his grip. “At least taste him first.”

Alex just nods as if it was obvious. He repositions himself in bed to better please Elliott, who did not move at all, except to lift his hips just enough to make his cunt accessible. He lays on his stomach and eats Elliott out from behind. His lips tremble as he tastes his own semen mixed with Harvey’s inside of Elliott; they’re so good together. He licks his little cock and Elliott jumps, overstimulated and desperate. Harvey seems to comfort him as Alex continues. The feeling of being watched makes him feel the need to close his eyes, but Alex can still trace his cunt from memory. He almost feels guilty as he makes Elliott cum, the orgasm that washed over him making him jolt and whimper.

When he moves to straddle Elliott again, he’s dignified with an enthusiastic encouragement, instead. Alex all but lays flat on top of Elliott; his stomach and chest not quite flush with his back, his legs just far enough away from Elliott’s to support his own weight, and he lets his throat fall in the bend of one arm as he supports himself with the other. The position, does however, make it a little difficult for Alex to reach back around and slip into his cunt. But, luckily Harvey’s there to jerk his cock a few times and help him slide into his husband.

He gasps as he slowly pushes himself all the way into Elliott’s tight cunt, his legs nearly give out at the feeling. His cock is big enough to stretch Elliott even after all that he’s already taken so far. Alex’s mouth hangs open long enough that he begins to drool on top of his head. Ever the gentleman, Elliott opens up for him with grace, his battered cunt trembling with every movement Alex makes and his cock throbbing so hard it pulls him in eagerly.

Alex especially realizes that Harvey’s still watching them once he’s staring to thrust in and out of Elliott—the fact that he’s still flaccid starts to irritate him, as if he’s challenging him, as if Alex has anything to prove! he’s the one that’s been fucking his husband! He tries not to let it influence the way he’s fucking Elliott, focusing instead on getting deep inside of him and really stretching him out. He wants to open him up inside so that he can fuck with as much reckless abandon as possible.

Once he has Elliott moaning with every thrust, it becomes easier for Alex to ignore Harvey. That is until the bastard moves some of the pillows in front of Elliott and positions himself in front of him. He jerks his flaccid cock a few times before putting it into Elliott’s mouth. All of the ecstasy that Alex was forcing out of his lips is silenced by Harvey’s cock, instead replaced by the sounds of him sucking off his husband.

Alex keeps after him anyways, undeterred. If Elliott was going to get Harvey hard, it would be because of how Alex was fucking him. He ignores the way that he tenderly brushes Elliott’s hair out of his face, and the jealousy it makes him feel. He starts up a rough pace; getting Elliott used to him thrusting all the way and pulling nearly all the way out before he refocuses, hitting his g-spot dead on every time. He’s all but screaming around Harvey’s cock, lurching forward with every thrust. Harvey is forced to throw his head back and rest it on the headboard, tightening his grip on Elliott’s hair. He grits his teeth and groans, pulling Elliott up and down his stiffening cock with his hair.

He keeps the pace, Elliott’s cunt desperate and squeezing him hard. Alex does not falter, pounding deep into him and making himself at home. Regardless of how he angles his hips, Alex continues obliterating his g-spot all the same. He knows Harvey’s husband inside and out too.

Elliott’s trembling all over now—though especially about the cunt and lips, ever eager to please—and he’s starting to feel his orgasm rise in him, so overstimulated it’s taken a while to ease it out of him. But now he feels unmistakably warm and swollen, his cock bordering numbness from the hours long bombardment of pleasure. He’s still chasing the feeling all the same, no less eager for the waves of electricity to flow through him; the umpteenth orgasm no less earth shattering than the first.

Alex can feel how close Elliott is by the way that his cunt squeezes him desperately, begging him to thrust ever deeper. He’s getting ever closer himself, despite wanting to stay inside Elliott and fuck him until his body can’t go on any more. He does not let up on account of his end drawing near, fucking Elliott even harder.

Elliott’s cunt proves resilient in taking Alex at his fastest, deepest, and hardest possible pace, even as he holds him still so that he has a better angle. With Elliott’s neck pressed firmly against his arm in this position, he can feel Harvey’s cock thrusting in and out of his throat. The sensation only makes him want to taunt Harvey more, growing tired of his taunting nature.

As vapid as his intentions may be, Alex continues with the brutal pace, toes curling at Elliott’s desperation. Giving him all that he can finally pays off when the moans he lets out force Harvey to pull his cock out of Elliott’s throat. He’d let him up before, obviously, but only long enough to breathe and go back down. Now, he holds his husbands face in his hands, comforting him again as he gets pounded from behind. He whispers sweet nothings to him before he lets him rest his head on the mattress again. He strokes his hair, soothing him as pleasure racks his body.

Elliott’s own toes curl harshly as he fights harder and harder to keep himself together. His jaw, perhaps a little sore, clenches tightly as Alex rams his g-spot over and over again. His eyes roll back in his head, eyelids shut tight over them as he concentrates on the feeling of being torn in half by Alex. He’s so close.

As Alex’s orgasm approaches closer and closer, his thrusts lose their fine tuning, and he’s taking all of Elliott’s cunt for a spin. It’s finally (or maybe yet again) his turn to be sloppy and desperate as Elliott’s cunt clenches down hard on his cock, only letting up for a second or two at a time, his orgasm forcing Alex’s no matter how hard he tries to hold it in. He can hear Harvey console his husband as he trembles through the aftershocks, again he bites back the jealousy that rises in his chest.

Once he’s ridden out his orgasm, he pulls out of Elliott and rolls over, worried that if he let his full weight rest on him, he’d crush him. He reaches a hand out to Elliott, rubbing his back as best he can without looking. To his surprise, Elliott rises with relative ease—that is to say he’s unsteadied, drenched in sweat, and noticeably trembling but only if you’re looking at him closely (which Alex always is)—and comes to soothe him. Sure, his chest is heaving and he can feel a small scowl on his face, but he hardly needs to be soothed. Elliott wordlessly checks in on him all the same, rubbing his chest and kissing him. The kiss is gentler than those they’d shared when they were alone, but still overwhelmed with desire. He holds onto Elliott a little roughly, squeezing his flesh in his hands as if he were concerned that he’d slip away, as if he were dreaming. As if.

They pull away and Elliott caresses his face. Only then does Alex realize that Harvey has excused himself again. He doesn’t particularly mind (ok, maybe a little, but only a little). He caresses Elliott’s face in turn, and they kiss again. He lets his hands roam up and down his body, covered entirely in sweat and in certain places, covered in his own drool (mostly, the top of his head was Alex’s handiwork).

They reach for each other’s cocks at the same time. Elliott crumples in on himself every time Alex rubs his puny cock with two fingers, curled up on his chest and squeezing Alex’s cock every time he completes a circle. Alex, much to his own surprise, stiffens rather quickly; and of course, Elliott quakes with ease, Alex a more devoted to pleasing him than any field of study.

Elliott pulls away from him again, inviting Alex to resume the position he had been in before. Alex obliges, laying on his back and Elliott crawls on top of him. He’s as handsome as he always is, but he is clearly finally growing a little tired from everything. They kiss a few times, Alex wanting each one to last longer than they did. When they pull away completely, he can feel the semen spilling out of Elliott and on to Alex’s stomach. He’s unfazed.

Harvey returns, still naked, from wherever he was, and the two whisper to one another. Alex doesn’t allow it to get under his skin. Elliott caresses his face and smirks down at him. “Do you still want to try getting fucked?”

Alex nods without a second thought; Elliott smirks again. “What if Harvey fucked you?”

Alex blinks a couple of times, trying to comprehend the offer. Elliott makes it easier for him, “Would you like that? Getting fucked by my husband?” he asks, rubbing his thumb across his lower lip. Alex nods.

“Are you sure?” Harvey beckons from above the two of them, stealing Alex’s attention.

Alex nods again, but can sense that’s not enough for the doctor. “Yes.”

Harvey still looks at him expectantly. He rolls his eyes. “Please.”

Again. “Yes, please.”

Harvey doesn’t push any further, only smiling at him in a slightly condescending way and tapping Elliott’s side so that he’d crawl off of Alex. He settles next to him, in much the same position Harvey had been in before. “I’ll be here the whole time, ok?” Alex nods, admittedly soothed.

He braces himself when Harvey gets into the bed, he’s unsure why he’s wearing gloves or what all he has in his hand. He doesn’t bother to show Alex, either, laying everything on the bed next to him. Alex is still laying somewhat awkwardly in the bed, without much space for Harvey. He smacks his thigh. “Spread your legs, sweetheart. I promise I won’t bite, you’re not ready for that yet.”

Alex huffs and does what he’s told; lifting and spreading his legs so that Harvey could get closer. He lowers them with his guidance, the backs of his thighs resting on the tops of Harvey’s. Otherwise, he’s flat on his back, head on a pillow fluffed for him by Elliott, who’s drawing circles in his chest. He feels spread out and revealed—and a little slutty (but that excites him)—in this position. His cock twitches and, of course, Harvey notices. “Excited?” He’s allowed to just nod in response this time.

Harvey leans over him and squeezes his face with one gloved hand. His eyes are a lot more intense without his glasses on. “Want a kiss?” He taunts, squishing his cheeks so that his lips pucker. Alex nods earnestly and Harvey obliges.

His kisses start out reserved, but once he establishes himself dominant, Harvey gets rougher. Alex rubs his hands up and down his chest, feeling him up. Teasing his nipples makes Harvey groan and deepen the kiss. He feels like Harvey is always a couple steps ahead of him, the doctor evidently considerably more experienced than himself; and unlike his husband, seems to enjoy guiding him more indirectly. Alex isn’t complaining, though. He’s quite enjoying himself.

Feeling safe, the next time Alex’s cock twitches while they’re kissing, he grabs it and strokes it gently, focusing on his head. Harvey notices and he can feel him smirking into the kiss. He pulls away and leaves wet kisses across his cheek, heading for his neck. “You’re so fucking cute.” Alex jerks himself a little faster.

Alex moans as Harvey moves down his neck, kissing and sucking at the skin expertly. He’s expecting him to go back on his word from before and bite him (maybe hoping he will), but he doesn’t. Harvey doesn’t even nip at the skin of his neck, but he can tell that he’s definitely leaving marks all over his neck anyway. He doesn’t mind.

When Harvey pulls away this time, he produces one of the items he’d brought to bed with him, a ring of some kind. He brings it closer and Alex can tell what it is. “Would you like to wear it?” he asks, smirking to himself. “Might help you last longer.”

Alex pouts at the implication, but gives him the go ahead. Harvey hands the cock ring to Elliott and begins lubing up one of his gloves. Elliott puts the ring on Alex as Harvey spreads his legs. “I’m going to start to open you up, ok?” Alex nods. “Try to relax.”

He rubs two gloved fingers up and down Alex’s crack, lubing up the surrounding area before he begins with his hole. Harvey circles his hole with one finger, the taught ring of muscle touch-shy, unintentionally clenching away from his every advance. Elliott soothes an ever so slightly embarrassed Alex, teasing the head of his penis and kissing him deeply; the familiar sensations allowing him to finally relax a little.

Once Alex’s hole is used to his presence, Harvey lets his finger slide into him. He gasps, but because of how good it feels already. He moves the digit gently inside of Alex, allowing him to adjust to the feeling. Harvey pushes in another finger as he desires it.

He pumps the two in unison, slipping in deep but careful not to slide back out of him. Harvey picks up the pace as Alex whimpers for more, reaching deeper inside of him every time. He tries to scissor his two fingers inside of him as he pumps them, attempting to prepare Alex as best he can for the girth of his cock.

When Harvey looks up at Alex to check on him, he can barely recognize the jock, the look of ecstasy on his face fitting his features very differently compared to his usual slight scowl. He’s blushing all the way down to his chest and his neck’s covered in hickeys. He’s breathing heavy again and covered in sweat, his own dried cum decorating his stomach and chest. Elliott’s also taking very good care of him, delicately rubbing the tip of his cock with only the tips of his fingers and their gentle kisses only occasionally interrupted by him sucking on Alex’s nipples. Harvey’s cock twitches at the sight. He can’t wait to get inside of him.

He adds a third finger, Alex’s hole showing more resistance this time. Harvey wonders if it’s because he usually only touches himself with two fingers but doesn’t ask, not wanting to deprive him of any more of his pride. He starts out slow again but Alex is eager, relaxing enough for him to begin scissoring his fingers once more.

Harvey looks down at his little pink hole and twitches again, electing to lean forward and spit right into him when he has him spread open, trying to hold himself over. Alex gasps and moans, back arching ever so slightly. Harvey’s warm spit sinks down inside of him, teasing him with ideas of what’s to come.

Once Alex begins to squirm with every movement of Harvey’s fingers, he decides it’s time to stop teasing the jock (and himself). He keeps his fingers inside of Alex, using his other hand to spread the lube all over his cock. He twitches in his own hand with every flick of his wrist, but he still makes sure get himself properly coated. He doesn’t want to hurt Alex at all, he’s not ready for that yet.

He finally pulls his fingers out just as he’s pushing his cock in, unable to keep himself from groaning. He holds onto Alex’s hip tightly as he slides in, his cock desperate to be buried inside of his little virgin hole. Alex whimpers as Harvey sinks into him, Elliott rushing to soothe him again so he doesn’t make too much noise.

Harvey waits for Alex to adjust to his size once he’s fully engulfed in him. His wall’s spasming only invites him further inside. His eyes roll back in his head every time he clamps down on his head, cock aching to fuck the brat. Eventually he relaxes again, his spoiled hole finally ready for Harvey. “Please.” He whimpers around Elliott’s kisses.

Harvey doesn’t make him wait any longer, starting up a slow pace that pushes Alex’s limits but tests his own patience. With each thrust of his hips, it’s quite obvious Alex’s hole is getting fucked for the very first time. His walls give a natural resistance, hardly used to getting fucked into, but Harvey is patient; his thrusts deliberate but kind on the virginal hole of the jock that’s been ‘secretly’ fucking his husband.

Alex looks up at him with wanton desperation, daring him to pick up the pace, practically begging him to fuck him a little harder; but Harvey is smarter than him. Knowing better than to appease every want and desire of the cocky virgin that lay below him. He wishes he could, truthfully, the way he’s squeezing him makes Harvey want to pound him awful hard and make him scream, but again, Alex is hardly there yet.

But Alex certainly thinks he is, whimpering for more stimulation as Harvey continues to fuck him slowly. “Please.”

“You’re not ready yet. You’re way too tight still, I’ll rip you a new one.” He insists, but Alex throws a little fit anyway.

“I need something else, then, please!” he whines, begging for mercy. Harvey looks down at Elliott and they exchange a knowing look. “Blow him, please, dear.” Elliott nods and changes the position he’s in, straddling Alex’s head and leaning over his torso. Alex licks him first and only then dies Elliott start to go down on him, giving his husband a quick kiss first. He does not remove his cock ring.

Elliott sucking him and getting sucked by him shuts Alex up for the time being, allowing Harvey to slowly open him up without further whining. He rolls his hips upwards into Alex—he’s not particularly deep inside him, simply because he barely fits in that far anyways. Harvey’s cock aches for more but his hole’s so fucking tight he barely notices. The couple of inches that does fit in Alex with ease is on cloud nine, his little ring squeezing his tip so hard it could make him cum right now if he let it. But he won’t, he wants to let Alex really have it.

His husband’s ever expanding talents keep Alex hushed but lively, so focused on sixty-nineing Elliott that his asshole actually begins to yield to Harvey’s patient fucking. Soon, he’s opening up like daffodil in spring which is good because he’s quickly approaching the part of the blowjob where he figures out that he still has the cock ring on. Which he needs to be wearing, especially with all his whining, but Harvey is concerned that he’ll tighten back up on him when he does.

Thankfully, his hole finally accepts Harvey’s fat cock deep into him before he’s screaming too hard around Elliott’s cock. The redhead lets off of him once Harvey’s deep inside of him in earnest. He remains on his face however, feeling as though he’s earned yet another orgasm.

Elliott and Harvey kiss as he finally starts a proper pace, his tight hole squeezing him hard as thanks. He trembles beneath them as he gets fucked for the first time, his throat trying to whine for more around Elliott, but his cock muffles him. Once Alex makes him cum, Elliott returns to his side, soothing the whining brat as he begs for more.

Alex’s asshole is finally relaxed enough for Harvey to oblige, thrusting his hips at a pace the two could agree on. Once he gets started, it’s easier on Alex from then on, allowing Harvey to get deeper with every thrust. “Oh, fuck! Please!”

Harvey picks up the pace when Alex wraps his arms around his legs and holds them flat to his chest, taking advantage of the better angle to fuck him harder. The harder Harvey goes, the more Alex begs for, his virgin hole taking cock like he’s used to it.

Harvey is finally able to give in to his own desires, the pace he sets is still gentle (gentler than it could be at least) on Alex, but allows him to really pound into him. He finds himself moaning as he thrusts deep into Alex, going faster every time he begs him to.

Now that he’s bloomed for him, Harvey finds it easier to fulfill Alex’s desires as well. When Alex begs him to thrust deeper into him, he does. When Alex begs him to fuck him harder, he does. When Alex begs him to go even faster, he does. The once cocky jock is now a mess under Harvey, his tight little hole spread wide open for yet another married man.

While he is enjoying himself (quite the understatement), Harvey is far from his climax—maintaining his health as he does in no small part to preserve his sexual endurance. But Alex is not. He can feel the harsh drumming of his heartbeat from inside of him and the desperation in every squeeze of his walls. He will not cum, because of the cock ring, obviously, but Harvey would like to see him orgasm anyway. He’d also quite like to be inside of Alex when he has his very first dry orgasm.

As rough as he’s being on Alex, he’s taking it very well, his back arching against the bed and nothing but encouragement spilling from his mouth. Harvey angles his hips just right and plows into his prostate. He doesn’t make much noise, only gasping as he arched his back even harder, furiously jerking himself off even though it won’t make any difference. He continues to gasp for air as he tries to comprehend an orgasm with no feeling of release.

Harvey is gentle as Alex gathers himself, Elliott moving to soothe him again, straddling his chest running and his fingers through his hair. Alex holds onto Elliott, running his fingers through his hair trying to collect himself. Eventually his brain can comprehend the fact that he’s still hard despite having such an intense orgasm. Elliott caresses his face. “Are you ok, baby?” Alex nods.

He tries to clear his throat a little. “It’s just—so… intense.”

Harvey looks down at Alex, his hole squeezing him quite desperately. “Are you sure you want to keep going?”

“Y-yeah. Please.”

Elliott rubs his chest. “Do you want to put your cock in me?” Alex nods. He rises up on his knees and lets Alex position himself so that he can sink down on his cock, semen spilling out of his cunt and all over his stomach. Harvey unclasps the cock ring before Elliott takes all of Alex in.

Elliott and Harvey start to move at the same time. Elliott rises up and sinks down on Alex’s big cock, while Harvey thrusts in and out of his tiny hole. The jock is in absolute ecstasy, whimpering with every movement.

The feeling of sharing a man with his husband always brings Harvey closer to the edge of his orgasm, and he knows very well that Alex doesn’t have much left in him; neither does Elliott, having cum more times in a few hours than most people do over the course of the month. They both still put their all in pleasing Alex, who feels especially lucky as he looks up at the two of them working together to make him cum.

Harvey leans on Elliott’s back as he thrusts into Alex, wrapping his arms around the front of him and groping his tits. Elliott’s cunt throbs at the feeling, making Alex whimper and squeeze Harvey’s cock. He smirks to himself and invites Alex to play with his tits as well, getting him to roll his nipple between two of his fingers. Elliott’s whimpering as he rides Alex makes it clear how close he is to orgasm, his battered cunt trembling around him.

Elliott picks up the pace and so Harvey follows suit, once again chasing a mutual orgasm, only this time Alex gets to cum too instead of just watching. Harvey guides Alex’s hand down from one of Elliott’s tits down to his cock and winks at him. Alex gently jerks him off as Harvey toys with both of his tits.

Elliott isn’t intending to make any noise as he bounces up and down on Alex’s cock, but he can’t keep himself from gasping at every manipulation of a bundle of nerves on his body (his cock, g-spot, and nipples so overstimulated he’s constantly trembling). The head of Alex’s cock threatens to rub up against his g-pot with every rise and fall of his hips.

Harvey angles his hips one last time and pounds into Alex’s prostate, which makes his hips jerk up into Elliott, hitting his g-spot dead on. Elliott’s orgasm is wanton and desperate, Harvey covers his mouth to keep him from screaming as he squirts for the last time. Alex is forced through another earth shattering orgasm as Elliott’s cunt clamps down on him while he struggles through his own. Harvey finally reaches his second orgasm, pumping cum deep in Alex’s now formerly virgin asshole, his body aches and his cock is tired.

They all end up in a bit of pile together, trying to spread out in the bed a bit to give each other space, but being trembling messes of human beings, they mostly fail. Harvey ends up on one side of Alex, Elliott on the other. They put most of what’s left of their energy to making sure that he’s ok, and admittedly he feels kind of awkward. “Uh… did you know about… y’know?”

“Sweetheart, we’re married. I know everything about my husband.” Harvey insists. They both chuckle and kiss Alex on the cheek. He blushes again.

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[sdvbee]

hello ! could i request some fluff of alex and gn!reader having a beach day in the summer? thank you!!

ahhh of course!! thank you for being my first request!! <33 it's a little short as i'm working on a longer fic right now, but i hope you enjoy!

Beach Day with Alex

All summer, Alex had been dying to drag you to the beach. You'd never been a big fan of it, (really, who liked getting sunburnt and sandy?) but he loved it, and you would have done anything to make him happy. So on a hot summer morning, you woke up and packed the two of you a lunch. By nine, you were out the door.

You lounged on a beach chair, the sun warming your skin and sunglasses over your eyes. Alex was beside you, trying to stick the umbrella in the sand.

"You need to put on sunscreen," you stated, watching him. He looked back at you, a grin on his face.

"Enjoying the view, huh?"

"Maybe a little." You shrugged. "But that's not what I said."

"Okay, okay. Give me one second, babe," he said, just as he finally managed to get the umbrella standing upright. He brushed the sand off his hands and stood in front of you, perfectly blocking the sun from your view. "Sunscreen me."

You smiled and stood up, instructing him to turn around. He did so, allowing you to squirt the sunscreen on your hands and begin to lather it on his shoulders. He was already so tan from being outside so much, he didn't need much, but you'd hate to hear him complaining about a sunburn later.

"I'm starting to think this was all an elaborate excuse to get me to rub your shoulders," you joked. He laughed, and for a moment you found yourself thinking: I will never get tired of that sound.

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[fearyandear]

Tsundere(?) Sadistic Yandere Alex x New Farmer Initial Idea

When you first met Alex, you were doing the rounds, trying to greet and meet everyone in town. You had on a friendly smile and shook his hand as you told him you were the new farmer. He smiled back and told you it was nice meeting you. Your attention was taken by his guardians, who started asking questions about the farm. He took you in as you talked. You were very clearly a stranger to hard labor, and having heard about your past life in the city, it was no wonder. He concluded to himself that you wouldn't last. The farm would stay claimed by the elements and you would get bored and leave.

But, to his surprise, you weren't taking your new life lightly. You ran into him everyday, almost as if it was on purpose. Even as he saw you lugging supplies with a barely functional backpack, or when you were clearly in a hurry before some shop closed, you'd stop to tell him hello and ask how he was doing. To anyone else around him, you would merely nod...

Why? Why were you trying so hard? Why did you keep talking to him?

He might have begun suspecting that... perhaps he had given you the wrong idea that he'd be interested in you... and he started dreading a conversation where he'd have to fix that when-

He found you talking to other bachelors too. Over and over again. Laughing and getting closer... he realized... he wasn't special. It was load off his back... he hadn't feel one way or another about you... after all.

But.

Now that he knew the truth, he coukd relax. And began wanting to watch you more. He had come to the wrong conclusion before because he hadn't seen you around townspeople that WEREN'T taken... so clearly, there's more things about you that he's missed. It pricked his mind. He'd follow you sometimes to see what you were planning. He didn't mean for it to become a habit, for him to begin making a schedule of when he'd be free to skulk around you.

You were just... a form of entertainment in this boring town. He let hikself continue, thinking that eventually, he'd be bored of you too. But whenever there was an inkling of a day being more rinse and repeat, like a rerun-

He saw you have bad days. Hard days. Dillemas you couldnt immediately fix. Times when you were close to passing out. But you kept pushing. And your progress was showing... everything in the farm looked better. Your crops began to sprout. You were adjusting.

It was inspiring.

He let himself grow feelings of... admiration. You were someone dependable and strong. He respected that...

Your chats with him felt... more genuine somehow. He smiled just by seeing you. He'd wave as you passed by. You were glad. Shen you first met him, he seemed like he was putting up a front and you were originally worried he didnt like you, but you attribute his new attitude to your hard work in keeping up with him and giving him treats. It only makes you want to keep going. You like being friends with the townspeople!

Alex is different from what you think. He is now somewhat... addicted to watching you. Couldn't be happier. He likes anticipating your struggles. He likes seeing you grow. He could step in at any moment... to help with a load or two, or to drag you home when you stumbled. But why interfere with perfection?

You were doing so well. He just wanted to bask in your journey.

... until the spring dance came. You nervously looked around as people chatted and wondered if you could ask anyone to dance. Your eye caught his and his smile boldened you to step forward. He stiffled a laugh. You were cute asking him if he could be your partner.

He shut you down. He had already agreed to being Haley's.... and besides. He wanted to see the face you were making now. Embarrassed and disappointed. You moved away from him, and he watched your back while reveling the fact that you asked him out of everyone.... but his smile left him when he saw you approach Harvey.

Again... he had taken too much credit.

You were rejected by everyone. It was humiliating, but you could only sigh and sit in the corner, licking your wounded pride. Alex had to go change but... he still eyed you as he left.

He felt betrayed. He was relieved that everyone else had also already had dates but that wasn't enough. For one, he was somewhat dumbfounded that no one else took your offer. He had seen you be friendly with everyone... was nobody really interested in you romantically? Does that put him, once again, on the same pedastol as the rest of the town?

... no. You came to HIM first. Maybe... he could feel a little smugness. Maybe he should throw you a bone.

As your number one supporter, it's only right to keep pushing you forward. To see... how far you could go for love.

He knew you were a good person. You were loyal, hardworking, friendly, passionate... amazing. Everything anyone could need.

Admittedly.... everything Alex felt he lacked.

... he should begin changing himself too. He wanted to do better. To be better. To keep your attention.

He wants you wrapped around his finger... as a game, surely. To mess with you.

Not because he actually likes you...

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[thebiggerbear]

SDV Alex x Reader - Prompt Response - "Sleep. I'll keep you safe."

Summary: Alex sees something through your window one night and it scares him silly. You have to explain to him that it's pretty normal out here on the farm and there is nothing to fear. ...Well, you were pretty sure there wasn't, anyway.

Pairing: SDV Alex x Female!Reader; SDV Alex x Female!Farmer

A/N: Prompt from @thelonelyempath. Alex is the only other character I've married in the game (I usually marry my girl Leah and well, I married Shane once but I'm still traumatized by the empty pizza boxes so like fight club, I don't talk about it) and he's such a cutie. This scene immediately popped into my head for the prompt line.

Unbeta'd so all mistakes are mine.

Warnings: fluff

Word Count: 1187

"Sleep. I'll keep you safe."

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“Ahhhh, Y/N!”

You woke up with a start, immediately sitting up and glancing around the room. You spotted your husband running back to your bed from the window, a look of terror in his face. Before you could ask what was wrong, he leapt under the covers and burrowed himself under his pillow, the linens trembling. Beyond being confused, you glanced around the room again, seeing a green face in the window staring back at you. You jumped and then realized just who you were looking at. You silently cursed yourself for leaving your sword in the other room. She gave you a toothy smirk before flying off, her cackles being heard through the thin-paned glass. 

You shook your head and sighed, turning to glance at the shaking lump next to you. “It’s alright, honey. She’s gone.”

An eye peeked out from under the blankets. “W-What?”

You pulled the blanket back over his head, smiling. “She’s gone,” you repeated. “You can come out now.”

Alex lifted up, warily glancing around, his hair sticking up adorably. “She?”

You smiled and sat back against the headboard, reaching over to run your fingers through his hair. “The witch.”

Alex turned around and sat next to you, placing his shoulder next to yours. “You say that like it’s normal.”

You shrugged. “She flies around here sometimes and she likes to curse animals, people.”

Alex glanced over at you in alarm.

Your grin grew. “You don’t need to worry about her, silly. She usually leaves us alone.” Your smile started to fade when you thought back to what The Wizard had asked you to do a couple of months back. “Then again, I did take The Wizard’s Magic Ink after bribing the Goblin to get into her hut when she wasn’t there.” You bit your lip in thought before you turned a reassuring smile onto your husband. “But that was months ago.”

“Again, you say all of that like it’s normal.” He shook his head before studying you intently. “Are you sure she’s not upset with you because of this ink you took or whatever?”

You shrugged. “Not one hundred percent sure but pretty close.” You weren’t too worried about it. For the most part, The Witch left you alone. A few of your chickens couldn’t say the same but that was a small price to pay considering.

Alex slowly nodded, mulling it over and glancing back at the window. He then suddenly sat up a little straighter and wrapped his arm around you, pulling you into him. “Yeah, well, if she comes back for you, babe, she better think twice. Or she’ll have me to deal with.”

You bit the inside of your cheek to keep from teasing him that he had been hidden under the blankets not that long ago when you and The Witch were engaged in a staring contest. Instead, you smiled, touched at the words and the gesture your husband was trying to make. “Thanks, honey,” you murmured. “But we’ll be okay.”

He pressed a kiss to your forehead. “We will.”

He held you for a little bit longer, rubbing your arm, before you both settled back down under the covers. You were content to lie there with your head on his chest and him rubbing your back. You were completely relaxed, ready to think about falling back asleep when you heard “Sleep. I”ll keep you safe.” 

You dug your teeth into your bottom lip to keep from chuckling and instead, you smiled and hugged him tighter. “Love you, honey,” you whispered.

“Love you, too, babe.” You heard an adorable yawn follow and his ministrations on your back began to slow. It wasn’t too long before you heard a tell-tale snoring under your ear. 

You gently disentangled yourself from his arms, got out of bed, and tiptoed into the main room. You grabbed your sword and hurried back into the bedroom, the chill of the night air infecting the floor and nipping at your bare feet. You set the sword down carefully within your reach and then got back into bed, noting the cat had joined you, all curled up at yours and Alex’s feet, staring wide-eyed at the window, almost as if on sentry. You nearly laughed at the sight, knowing that while you were intent on making sure your husband felt safe enough to get a good night’s sleep on your farm, your pet was also practically guarding you both. 

You shook your head, chuckling under your breath, before you gingerly settled yourself back into your husband’s arms. His snoring cut off for a moment and he tightened his arms around you, pulling you in closer, before it resumed…right in your ear. You smiled and pressed a kiss to his covered chest, laying your head back down to sleep. It wasn’t long before you were drifting off, The Witch’s cackle echoing somewhere far off as you did. You simply wrote it off as you starting to dream.

And if there was another Void Chicken on your farm the next morning and your husband turned wide eyes on you as he saw it while attempting to give you a hand with feeding the animals, you decided that it was simply what The Witch had done before Alex caught sight of her the night before. And when Alex moved a little closer to you, sticking to you like glue for the next hour, half-protective, half-scared, you figured a visit to The Wizard might be in order a little later that day. If he couldn’t help you, then you’d be making the journey to The Witch’s hut again, intent on settling the matter once and for all.

You didn’t mind The Witch but if your husband didn’t feel safe (and your animals certainly weren’t), then you were intent on doing whatever it took to restore that feeling for him. Especially since, you were pretty sure that you had some important news to tell him in the next day or so, once you had seen Harvey at the clinic to confirm your suspicions.

You surprised him with a hug and smiled, leaning up for a kiss. He smirked and gave you one before you both glanced out over the farm you had built that now belonged to both of you. You watched as the sun continued to warm the sky and paint the horizon in all kinds of colors. You’d seen plenty of sunrises on your own but sharing ones like these with Alex were beyond special. You were grateful that you’d chosen to make the move to Pelican Town and that you found him. You two were building a life together and no disgruntled witch was going to ruin that, not if you had anything to say about it.

“I love you, Alex,” you murmured to him, still staring at the sky. You felt him kiss the side of your head. “I love you, babe.” You smiled and laid your head on his shoulder, feeling him gently lay his head on top of yours. Your grandpa had been right; this was just how life should be.

#sdv alex x farmer #sdv alex x female farmer #sdv alex x reader #sdv alex x female reader #sdv alex x you #sdv alex x y/n #sdv alex #stardew valley fanfiction #stardew valley #prompt response #stardew valley fandom

[not-poignant]

Stardew Valley - 21/? - A Stain that Won’t Dissolve - Alex/Sebastian

Title: A Stain that Won’t Dissolve Rating: Explicit Pairing: Alex/Sebastian Tags: Hurt/comfort, aged-up characters (mid 20s), minor character death, angst, injury, grief, miscommunication, bullying, enemies to lovers, dubious consent, internalised homophobia, closeted character, past child abuse, dyslexia, antagonist farmer, unrequited love, pining, acceptance, top!Sebastian, bottom!Alex, power dynamics, happy ending.

Summary: Alex hates Sebastian – which is great because Sebastian more than returns the favour – and what starts out as revenge fantasy turns into unironic lust, which evolves into unrequited love. Alex gets a job, Sebastian marries the farmer, and both of them lose almost everything before finding each other again. A story of two mutual bullies who learn how to messily grow up.

A Stain that Won’t Dissolve (Alex/Sebastian) - Chapter 21 - Moving to Mute My Memories

In which Alex spends some time with Dr Harvey, and while their friendship expands, Alex realises once more that he really hates talking about his past, or himself, because all of it feels so complicated and maybe just a little too painful.

#chapter update #a stain that won't dissolve #thespectaclesofthor #sdv fic #sdv fanfiction #sdv alex #sdv sebastian #sdv sebastian x alex #mm romance #queer romance #hurt comfort #whump #this one's got the childhood trauma hanging out in spades folks sdalfkjas

[panickingpansexuality]

He's Back

Alex x GN Farmer

Alex is finally going pro so a deadbeat has decided to make themselves known.

It was a warm fall day, Alex, his grandparents, and you were outside fixing up the house for winter.

The gutters needed cleaned and there was a side of the house that could use a fresh coat of paint, and of course the leaves were everywhere.

You four were enjoying this time because this time by next year Alex would be going pro and instead of being by your side he'd be on the television.

Kent and Elliott had stopped by not too long after the work began and felt obligated to help out. Elliott was talking with Evelyn stuffing the leaves into garbage bags that looked like jack-o-lanterns.

Alex climbed down the ladder that Kent was holding and stopped to watch for a second as you painted the side of the house, he let out a low whistle.

"Think I'm refreshed."

You looked over at him and laughed, he hopped down the ladder and came up behind you and held you close.

"Five minutes break!" He called out.

"No way." You said trying to squirm away, "I'm almost done."

While you squirmed the brush slipped from your hands causing it to swing and smear some paint into Alexs' hand, you both looked at it for a moment before Alex wiped the paint on your cheek.

You gasped and he let you go just in time for you to chase him around the house with the brush.

Evelyn watched you two fondly as George yelled out to you both;

"Don't go spilling all that paint!"

The fun was cut short when a man stepped towards the house recognizing the two elders.

"Alex?" A voice called out.

Alex froze as he came around the house, he put his hand out to stop you from going further as if it was going to protect you from the sight unfolding in front of you.

A man stepped into view, he looked completely unfamiliar the only few things that may have looked somewhat familiar to you was maybe his nose and hair.

You gripped Alex's dark skinned hand and he squeezed yours in return.

"Who are you?" Kent questioned crossing his arms.

"Alex?" The man called again completely ignoring Kent. Evelyn placed a hand on her heart and went to stand beside her grandson. Elliott stood in front of you both to stop the man from getting any closer.

"Get the Hell out of this town!" George growled out. "Yer not welcomed here!"

"I have a right to see my son Mullner." The man growled out.

"I'm not your son." Alex said barley above a whisper.

"Look at you!" The man said standing just foot back from punching distance. "I saw your name in the Grid Ball line up and then when I looked it up to make sure it was you I saw you got married!"

Alex pushed you behind him like it was going to hide you. Gently you push Alexs' hand away and step forward.

"Your Alex's sperm donor?" You ask sweetly.

The man is taken aback by the term it give you time to continue.

"I didn't know it was national deadbeat day? Who knew that you folk like to show up out of nowhere and spread your bullshit? Now I've got three bombs on me (freshly made), and Kent and I both are armed so get off of the Mullners property before I bust them out."

Kent lets out a snort behind the man who is starring at you completely offended.

"Are-Are you going to let them talk to me like this?!" The man says starring at Alex. "Your own father?!"

"Alex is more of any man's son here than yours." Elliott said sharply. "Now from what I'm guessing you're only here because Alex is finally accomplishing his dreams, no thanks to you, so you're here to mooch off of his success. If you wanted to become his father you would've called long before this."

"Who the fuck is this dweeb?!" The man said to Elliott.

"This dweeb is one of the men who's had the privilege of being a father figure to Alex! Who's gotten to see him graduate, help him with homework, and each and everyone of us in this town showed up for at least one of his games! Now I suggest you go find one of your many other children thst you may have accidentally drunkenly conceived before we pull out our weapons."

Alex's biological father looked like he was going to explode with rage;

"IM HIS FATHER YOU FA-"

"You're not my fucking father!" Alex yells stepping beside you. "You left my mom and didn't even bother to show up for her fucking funeral! You're nothing but a trashy deadbeat and I know my partner's waiting for me to give the word to drop kick you to China. So what the hell do you want?"

"Son-" the man begins but stops when he sees Alex's stare. "Alex. I...I'm sorry I figured we should get to know each other. You're going pro now and you're gonna need your family behind you."

You and Alex look at each other with a knowing look before you pull out your sword from it's sheath.

"Get out." Kent says, the sound of a gun loading is all the man needs before high-tailing it away back to the bus stop.

You turn to your in-laws and promise to finish up tomorrow, Kent and Elliott nod and start to clean up for you while you take Alex home.

He's quiet for a while, until he gets back to the house and uses your axe, mumbling something about trees needing to be cleared.

You fix the both of you a cold drink before going outside to sit with him.

His shirt's off now, thrown on the bench, he's cursing as he shows the pine tree he's cutting down absolutely no mercy. It doesn't take long for it to fall and when it does Alex stands there panting, carefully you wrap your arms around him.

Alex releases a shuddering breath and turns to you, burying his head into your neck and starts to cry. Gut wrenching sons that sound so quiet it's most likely he's used to making them that small. Your arms wrap around him tighter as continues to cry, when he's finished you two sit on the bench and he drinks what you've brought out to him.

"You know," you say softly. "I think if Kent and I worked together, we could make a rocket to actually send him to China."

Alex laughs and interlocks your fingers together, he brings your hand to his lips.

"I love you." He says in a dry voice. "I swear when we have kids I'll never do that to you, I'll never leave I swear."

"Aw man that means I'm stuck with you for life?" You say in a sarcastic voice.

Alex looks over and sees your face split into a smile. He pulls you over into a fight hug and says; "Yup."

Looking up at him you place a peck on his lips.

"For life." He says.

"Promise?" You ask.

"Promise." He says.

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[sdvbraindump]

Current SDV FF List

Below is a list of the ideas I have in mind for my SDV FFs so far. Will be updated as works progress.

Note: all FFs will be in different universes.

Currently Published/In Progress

A Meteorite Among The Stars - Shane x Female OC x Harvey (18+ MDNI) AU/Canon Divergent Shane has been living in Pelican Town for the past year in an attempt to start fresh after years of missteps and bad luck. When he finds out the newest resident who recently moved into the old farm outside of town is someone from his past, he has to decide whether to hide or heal old wounds and correct his mistakes. Things get even more complicated when other residents get closer to the new farmer, especially the local doctor Harvey. Current Headcanons of Main Characters (SFW-contains spoilers)

WIP (parts written but not published yet):

Female OC x Shane (25% written): Female Farmer OC moved to Stardew Valley to save the family farm after Joja Corp offered to buy the land. She meets the townspeople, but for some reason, she can't shake the anti-social Shane, thanks to meddling neighbors and friends. This is 50% canon-compliant with light liberties of characters' backgrounds.

In Development/Brainstorming:

N/A

Future Planned Works:

Alex x Farmer OC (Canon Divergent) Sebastian x Farmer OC (Canon Divergent)

#sdv fanfic #stardew valley fanfic #stardew valley #sdv #sdv fanfiction #stardew valley shane x farmer fanfic #stardew valley harvey x farmer fanfic #stardew valley alex x farmer fanfic #stardew valley sebastian x farmer fanfic

[helria]

Alex (SDV) - Sweet Tooth

Word Count: 453

"Oh! That stand actually works?"

Alex turned once he heard the loud, unmistakable hiss of a minecart, offering his signature smile in return for a somewhat frazzled grin from the town’s newest arrival. She wiped the soot off of her face while clambering out of her seat, readjusting the straps of her bag as several pounds of rock pressed against her back. "Hey, farm girl. Coming from the mines?"

"What gave it away?" She watched him lean against the counter as she approached, nearly motioning to do the same until she remembered the patches of slime still on her sleeves. She made a show of rolling them up before leaning in his face as well. "Dirty clothes not bothering you this time?"

"Hey, different people, different tastes. And this is pretty regular for you."

She raised a brow. "Meaning...?"

"Meaning," he threw right back, gesturing vaguely with his hand. "You're the only one I know that can make all... this... kind of work."

"Maybe you should join me next time, then. See if it starts growing on you too."

"Listen, you've got your thing, I've got mine. I'm plenty busy as it is."

She looked down to hide a laugh, pretending to clear her throat while turning to the signs. "Ice cream's more your speed, huh?" He shrugged and she hauled herself over to the proper front of the booth. "I didn't know this place still ran."

"Only in the summers. You're the first customer this year."

"That means I get a discount, right?"

"Nice try. It's 250g, even for all the pretty girls." He clicked the scooper a couple times while opening the tins, all freshly churned and untouched after being empty since last year. "So what'll it be? It should be good this time around, considering half of it's from your farm."

"Wait, you made this?"

"Yeah? Grandma had a machine, so it was just finding the recipes..." He looked back up once he noticed her stare, clicking the scooper again to distract from his reddening face. "What?"

Her eyelids fluttered as she tried to picture it. This cocky, arrogant little jock, trading in his varsity for an apron just to bake with his grandma. Carefully measuring milk and sugar to try and find the perfect blend. The corners of her mouth threatened to twitch into a grin. "...Nothing," she dismissed through tight lips, resisting the urge to ask if he'd teach her someday. "I'll get one of each. Four scoops."

"Sweet tooth, huh? Me too. Good choice." She tossed a few coins in the tip jar before taking the towering cone, watching his smile subconsciously widen at the brush of their fingertips. "See you around."

"Mm. You've got a new regular."

#fluff #stardew valley #alex sdv #alex stardew valley #stardew alex #fanfiction #oneshot #slice of life #500 words or less #this guy was raised by evelyn of course he knows how to make sweets

[farming-for-affection]

CHAOTIC SHIP! SHANE x ALEX

Well that is a combo I've not seen a lot of. It's an honor to break into the unknown!

CHAOTIC SHIP MEME

SHANE X ALEX

1. Who is more likely to do some shady stuff for the other?

Shane's default state is "doing shady stuff as an act of affection." He is going to be the one "damaging" cases of protein powder to bring to Alex, or buying four tickets to the gridball game, just to scalp two of them to cover the price of the bus fare.

2. Which one playfully calls the other a bitch and which one sarcastically calls the other an asshole?

Shane calls Alex a bitch, and Alex doesn't hate it. Alex occasionally calls Shane an ass, though not as often. Swearing doesn't slip off his tongue the way it does for Shane.

3. Which one is more likely to purposefully act in a way that will make their partner jealous?

It's easy for both of them to feel neglected, and neither take kindly to purposeful jealousy. This is one line that neither of them cross very often.

4. Who is more petty / passive aggressive when they’re upset?

Alex is the passive aggressive one. He'll ignore texts and phone calls, say nothing is wrong, then give the cold shoulder for the rest of the night. It aggravates Shane a lot, who tends to get more quiet when he's upset, which can lead to a full week without any communication.

5. Which one is most likely to get into a fight on the other’s behalf

Shane will start arguments quickly. He gets into shouting matches at the bar when he overhears people insulting Alex's plays. He's not quick to resort to physical violence, though, and it's usually Alex who throws the first punch because Shane was running his mouth.

6. Which one is the most likely to bail the other out of jail?

There are very few times when one is in jail and the other isn't. George is usually the one bailing them out, and they make a pack never to tell Evelyn.

(It's a small town, though. She obviously knows and keeps money aside just in case it happens again.)

7. Who is more likely to initiate mischief of any kind? And does the other stand back and watch or try to stop them?

Alex is more of a "hey, watch this" show offy, kind of guy who somehow ends up bleeding in mundane situations. Shane is often the one to initiate true mischief. His favorite targets are corporations and douchebags. Alex doesn't always know what Shane is getting up to, until there's a loud crash and Shane yells, "run!" But it's hard to run when you're laughing too hard.

8. Which one purposefully annoys the other one to see how long it takes for them to snap?

Alex will be purposefully annoying, especially when Shane is in a grumpy, not-talking mood. Just generally being loud, nudging, bothering. More than half the time, it works, and Shane will eventually try to get his revenge. Some of the time, it backfires with a slamming door.

9. Which ones gets protective because ‘only I’m allowed to bully you!’

They both share this trait. Alex tends to counter any insults to Shane's character by saying all the good things about him outloud, deeply embarrassing Shane.

10. Who is the one to apologize first when things are pushed too far

Alex will typically initiate the apology, and Shane can't stay mad at him for long.

11. Who one ups the other when they proclaim their love? (”no I love you more” “No I love you more.”)

Alex. He loves shouting how much he loves Shane and Shane gets embarrassed. He likes it though, but he'll never admit it.

#stardew valley #stardew valley fanfiction #sdv shane #sdv alex #chaotic ship meme