#alpha!verse

[lykomama]

I’m thirsty with Henry if you don’t mind

Henry has his arms around you, caging you between his torso and the shower wall. Hot water runs in tiny rivers over his wickedly broad shoulders, while he absolutely rails you. He is doing his best to get his knot into you as smoothly as he can. You can only moan and beg for more, while you gush slick all over his knot and sack. 

[lykomama]

Protective alpha! Henry

* Scenting, a lot of scenting. You REEK, in the best way possible, of him. Everyone needs to know you are his.

* That big body is like a solid wall between you and what ever threat you phase. 

* When it comes to other Alpha’s tho, hoo boy. Henry will be touchy and holding you and won’t let you out of his sight.

* And when he is a dad, he will not put his pups down, they will be under his watchful eye 24/7!

[lykomama]

God, Alpha!Henry with #58 💗💗

58. Moving Around While Kissing, Stumbling Over Things, Pushing Each Other Back Against The Wall/Onto The Bed

His rutt is burning right through him. He needs to have you know. He backs you up to the bed, while kissing you harshly. You can only whimper against his mouth. He is so good. He smells so virile. This is so perfect.That is, until you stumble over your own feel in your haste to get to the bed. Henry catches you by the waist, picking you up and blatantly tosses you on the bed, before ripping off his own clothes. 

[lykomama]

I am Thirsty for Geralt please UwU

Geralt’s hand presses down in the small of your back. He pins you to the mattress. He ploughs into you without mercy. The wet slaps of his hard cock into your slick core echoe through your small cottage. He groans wickedly with every time he sheats himself. Sweat is dripping from his chin onto your shoulders. There is no though to this, only a feverish need. 

[lykomama]

I'm thirsty! What about Mr Cavill trying to get y/n who's a little hesitant although she's attracted as well and eventually gives in?

A blurb is a bit too short for that. I hope I can satisfy you at least a bit with this: 

“You do not disobey me.” Henry says, in his alpha voice. You set your jaw sternly, determined not to let him win. Not this time. Henry unbuckles his belt and unzips his fly. The scent wafting off of him is so overwhelmingly potent. You whimper and rub your thighs together. “Are you going to do what I say now?” Henry asks sharply. 

[lykomama]

I’m thirsty with Henry pls

I shall be posting smutty Alpha / Omega verse blurbs for Henry’s characters. All you have to do is come into my askbox and post one of Henry’s characters and ‘I am Thirsty!’

“You did so well out there.” Henry praises. His hand trails under your dress. “Everybody could smell I am yours.” You bend over the sink. “Yes they could and they all envied me.” Henry tugs your panties aside. “You are already slicking up honey, do you want me that bad?” He purrs. 

[lykomama]

I’m thirsty! May I have a blurb about Mr. Cavill himself? Pls and thank you!

I shall be posting smutty Alpha / Omega verse blurbs for Henry’s characters. All you have to do is come into my askbox and post one of Henry’s characters and ‘I am Thirtsy!’

“I want everyone to know you are mine.” Henry murmurs. He nips at your neck. “I am going to make you wear my mark to the red carpet outing.” His hands trail down your hips, careful not to wrinkle your immaculate dress. “No one will dispute you, baby.” You cooe. “Don’t talk back.” Henry nips you harder.

[lykomama]

Heat season starts - August Walker

Look @callmehopeless​ my first Alpha!Verse Post.

He’ll be on a mission

You’re all alone when your heat starts

You text him and hope for the best

The moment he gets that text he wants to run back to you, no matter how many miles he has to cross

But he knows he has to finish the mission first

And in the knowledge your heat is up, his rutt comes on as well

He has to take suppressants, which he hides only barely from his team

He does his utter best to keep his head in the game

The sooner he successfully finish this mission, the sooner he can be on his way to you

The relief that washes over him when he finalises the mission is almost palpable

He hurries home

On his way home he forgets to take his suppressants

So when he is home, his rutt is flaring up

He finds you, in a nest in your bed, where his scent still lingers

The scent of your heat drives him wild

He does not even take his clothes off

He just jumps into bed, clothes and shoes and all

Normally you would swipe him for coming into the bed with his shoes on, but you pay it no attention now

You just need him so badly

August wastes no time 

He fishes his rigidly hard erection from his trousers and gives you what you needs right away

You probably won’t leave that bed for a good while

His clothes slowly come off, over the hours

He eventually knots you

But not right away