Holt Stevens

Handyman. 29. Werewolf.

[handymanholt]

summerhxrt:

He wasn’t a guest, so she knew technically she was breaking the rules, but the way he was touching her made it very easy to forget that little fact. She wasn’t in the habit of sleeping around, when sex was your job it wasn’t something she had a habit of doing for fun. But here they were and she was moaning loudly as he fingered her nice and hard. “Fuck, that feels good.” she whimpered, closing her eyes as she lost herself in the feeling of his fingers inside her. “Don’t stop.” she begged softly. 

Holt smirked. He added a second finger, pushing both fingers harder inside of her. He ran a hand over the bare skin of her ass. “Anything you don’t like?” he asked softly, thinking how hot it’d be to spank her. He wasn’t one to do something without knowing the other person would be okay with it. He’d been hard for a while, ready to fuck her till the sun came up, but he liked it when women were almost dripping wet. It had always been a huge turn on for him.

[handymanholt]

purebloodxjocelyn:

“And here I thought the fulfilment of desires and impulses was a Disneyworld exclusive. There goes my dream of exploring the Wizarding world.” Jocelyn wasn’t closed minded, but she was a little judgemental on appearances and first encounters. It was probably a hazard left over from being raised how she was, though that may of also been an excuse. It didn’t mean she wasn’t open to have her mind changed, but her first impression of this man was way off the mark. She was annoyed by his presence, and the fact that he smelled like.. well. construction? But then he was right out opening the machine, which made her think maybe he was a scruffy looking, handsome type janitor.

Only, then she was being handed much more than she paid for, and she blinked in shock a few times, juggling the chocolate snacks to get them into her bag, a little confused, but also touched and grateful. “If this is some ploy for sex, you’re going to be disappointed.” People being nice just, just for the sake of being nice, was still an entirely new concept for the werewolf. “Forget more - where can I find a tucked away corner of this world?” The resort, after all, seemed to be in a world all its own.

Holt smiled at her sarcastic comment. “You can do both. Some desires are not rated triple X with a warning label,” he replied knowingly. He enjoyed helping people. Sure that wasn’t in his specific job description, but it made him feel like not so much of an outsider. He could tell by scent alone that she was like him so maybe he was favoring her more because of it, but he liked to think that wasn’t the case. Holt scratched the back of his neck and shrugged. He leaned against the machine as his eyes studied her more carefully. “Depends on what kind of quiet you’re looking for. If you’ve got a room here, there’s always that... you could head to the pool or the spa if you need a little alone time while someone massages your back,” he listed, “Or if you want to rough it out, I can lock you in a supply closet for a while.”

[handymanholt]

accursed-kat:

Katerina rose a brow in response to his question, unsure of why maintenance would care so much if one of their co-workers had a flickering light. “It’s alright and no, I didn’t.” She answered after a moment before returning to writing down lyrics, choosing to brush off whatever confusion she felt. 

Holt frowned a little. He felt bad for intruding on the woman who seemed to be preoccupied. He nodded an apology. “I’m sorry for intrudin’ then,” he replied. He turned to head back out of the door he came in only to pause. “Your song sounds nice, good luck with it,” he added then left the room quietly.

[handymanholt]

Based on this image. From this meme.

Holt smirked at the sounds Summer was making. She was one of the hottest employees at the resort and he’d been wanting to bang her for a while now. He didn’t think he had as much game as some of the guys, but he knew he played into the more stereotypical macho appeal. After a few weeks, he finally sealed the deal and here she was bent over on his bed in his cabin. He rubbed her clit harder as one finger pushed deeper inside her. “You like that?” he asked, his breathing heavy. @summerhxrt

[handymanholt]

Based on this image. From this meme.

Holt was all for trying everything once which is how he ended up being fucked by this hot vampire. He’d never so much as had a woman stick a finger in him let alone a full on strap-on, but it felt good. Really good actually. He groaned again when she picked up pace. It had hurt at first, but now it felt pretty damn amazing. “Fuck,” he groaned again, wishing he could watch her tits bounce at least when she took this kind of virginity. @charlotte-alcott

[handymanholt]

accursed-kat:

“I don’t like them innocent, I don’t want no face fresh, want them wearing leather begging let me be your taste test…” Katerina paused, writing down the next set of lyrics that came to mind, returning to singing another moment later. “I like the sad eyes, bad guys, mouth full of white lies, kiss me in the corridor but quick to tell me goodbye. You say that you’re no good for me cause’ I’m always tugging at your sleeve and I swear I hate you when you leave but I like it anyway.” This time the sound of someone else making their presence known had made her pause. The witch sighed, biting back any venom in her words as response for being interrupted before turning to whoever had approached. “You need something?”

Holt was on his way to check on the pool when he got a maintenance call about a flickering light in a room. Probably just a bulb that needed tightening, but guests always came first so his pool check would have to wait. The call cut out when they said the location so he was guessing on what he heard. He ended up in front of a room where someone was singing. He felt bad for interrupting but he cleared his throat anyway. “Yeah sorry,” he apologized,  rubbing the back of his neck, “Did you call about a flickering light?”

[handymanholt]

purebloodxjocelyn:

Joey didn’t even look at the man who offered help as she smacked the machine again. “Most definitely. But you’re not paid anywhere near enough for that answer.” She replied jokingly, without missing a beat. Verging on getting frustrated enough to pull out her strength to just break the glass, she ran a hand through her hair. She just wanted the chocolate bar, after all. Letting out a disgruntled sigh, she finally turned to the man to give him a serious answer. “What I need is chocolate. Junk food. Probably coffee. Somewhere I can indulge in my unhealthy eating habits and draw, undisturbed. Can you help with any of that?”

Holt nodded. “I don’t know if you know this but you happen to be at a resort where you can fulfill just about any desire you might have... food, beverage or otherwise,” he pointed out with a grin. He moved to the front of the machine and pulled a large key ring containing hundreds of keys. It took him moment to find the right one but then he was opening the large door the next second. He grabbed one of each kind of chocolate bar from the machine and handed them over. “I think this should tide you over before I get you to where you can get more,” he explained before shutting the door again.

[handymanholt]

purebloodxjocelyn:

Joey just had a long flight, and was dealing with jet leg - for starters. The drinks offered on the flight weren’t all that great, she was craving chocolate, and the last time she had a decent coffee was before she even knew she would be coming here. Needless to say, she was in a frustrated mood, all while trying to justify not going right to Melinda with wanting to get to know the place and not being able to find her. Instead, she kicked a vending machine that ate her money, and didn’t produce the chocolate bar. “There’s not enough coffee in the world for this.” She grumbled out, groaning as she hit the machine again.

Holt knew he shouldn’t watch people but sometimes it just happened. He was fixing the drywall down the hall when he heard the first assault on the vending machine. He glanced over the first time and tried to hide his smirk. That machine could be touchy and if it didn’t like you, it would eat every penny you fed it. After she hit the machine again and said something he couldn’t hear, he got to his feet. “Need some help?” he asked, smirking a little. He figured he’d offer instead of just jumping in because around here some women hated it and he couldn’t blame them.