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Think whatever you want about Pillion but getting railed by your nordic sex god dom in the middle of the English countryside on a warm spring day on your birthday must be the closest a human being can get to Heaven, I'm just saying
Pairing: Alexander Skarsgard x Black oc
Summary: Alex's newest controversially young girlfriend, Evie, lives life with her head in the clouds. Not much of a fan of watching movies or keeping up with celebrities, she never cared much about him being an actor. What she likes most about him is that he is kind, down to Earth, mature, and a gentleman.
But, excitement for their future together comes to an immediate halt... Now having to rethink introducing this man to her parents; a date-night to a premiere for his newest movie, Pillion, hits Evie with the shocking revelation of just what kind of actor her boyfriend truly is.
Author's Note: Just something short and kinky in excitement for the US release of Pillion, coming February 6th, 2026!! <3
Warnings: #Dark!Alex #Manipulative!Alex #Dom!Alex
#Sadist!Alex #SUPERKINKY
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Tonight, she has seen it all...
Eyes widened and glued to the screen as she watches the man that she has been dating for the last three months pin another man down, kiss his lips a he does hers, and even make love to him! Sure— it's only acting, but the innocent woman who spends most of her time collecting vinyl R&B records, spinning pottery, and crocheting sweaters has seen enough rough sex, leather, collars, and butt plugs than she ever expected to see in her entire life!
Her heart races out of her chest the longer she watches. Now only thirty-minutes left in the film, she can't bear to watch another second more.
She can't stand the confusingly painful pit in her stomach... An ache of concern, disgust, heartache, and maybe even a bit of arousal...
Especially unable to tolerate Alex's blue eyed stare turning towards her during every erotic scene, as if he is attempting to read through her thoughts for her.
"I can't."
The words leave her glossed-quivering lips in one stolen breath. Needing air terribly, Evie drops her popcorn as she takes the emergency exit out of the dark theater.
"Evie! Psss'd! Evie— goddamnit." Calling for her in a tight whisper does Alex no good, he also must get up and excuse himself from stepping on the toes of audience members as he chases after his date and misses the ending half of his latest film.
The darkened night surrounds them, only the alleyway's streetlamp lights the couple as he finally catches up with his distraught girlfriend... just enough light to make the swelling tears in her soft brown eyes glimmer beneath its glow.
"Hey, hey, baby? Wh—What's going on?" A gentle catch around her wrist stops Evie in her path as she is turned to face his worry.
She watches up at nearly six-feet-five-inches of height and aged blue eyes that once captured her that day at a little farmer's market hidden from most of LA.
That day, only a few months ago now where they had met, Alex was so charming and he had been ever since. He carried Evie's heavy potted plants that she had been gawking at for hours to her car— after he of course had purchased the expensive exotic flowers for her out of the pure kindness of his heart.
From there came too many coffee dates to count, walks in the park, and handholding... Romantic and warm, yet never more than maybe a lewd tongue kiss or caress every so often...
The man she thought she knew never cared to rush things and enjoyed simply getting to know her, but the man she watched tonight on the screen was brutal... it overwhelmed her to see such a sexually deviant person who if was acting— had done the role far too well.
"What was that in there?" Finally able to speak, her head continues to shake in disbelief and denial.
"You— You filmed something like that?! I didn't even recognize that man!"
"Well, that's a good thing, baby!" Caressing her bare arms that have grown goosebumps in LA's chilly night, Alex attempts to calm her with a gentle chuckle. "I'm an actor, I was in a role, you weren't supposed to recognize me!"
But his words just aren't good enough...
Trying her hardest to put herself in his shoes, she's determined that no one could actually act like that unless deep down it came to them naturally.
"When you told me you were an actor, I was thinking— I don't know, like Terminator, Titanic, uhm— Back To The Future!!!" Evie frantically names ancient-old movies, practically the only movies that she's ever seen in her twenty-seven years of life. "Not whatever that was?"
He sighs, unsure how to break it to her that half of his career he has spent being naked and having sex on camera... "Evie, my little dove— none of it is real. We have intimacy coordinators on set, we wear prosthetics, and half the time it's our doubles doing most of the work. Come on baby, let's just go back inside.
We finish the movie, take a few pictures for the press, and we can go home."
"No thanks, I'll Uber!"
Her heels begin to pick up in speed again as she is once again grasped by the wrist, this time pulled against the building's bricks and caged between it and Alex's thick body. "Move!" She shouts.
"I won't."
...
Tension begins to calm with his stern refusal. Alex's wide palm cups her heated cheek, his longer fingers wipe away fallen tears that make him ache at the sight.
"Okay sure, some parts can be faked..."
Her voice trembles with tears, "but kissing your costar like that, cannot be."
"Ahww." He teases with fake-pout, "are these tears from seeing these lips kissing someone's other than yours?"
Evie shoves his chest, hardly making the overly-large man move as he chuckles. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry." He laughs, "Evie, baby, if only you could count how many times I've had to kiss a costar, I think you'd hate me for good...
But, listen, when I kiss on screen, it is simply— a skit. A coordinated, STD tested, flesh on flesh scene until we hear the director yell 'cut'.
But, when I kiss you? These perfect fucking sweet lips of yours... I think I lose years off of my life the way my heart begins to ache. There is no 'action' or 'cut' that could ever make me stop or resist the urge for more of you."
Puckered softly against Evie's mouth, their lips smack against each other in one tender kiss.
Wanting for more— her pride isn't willing to allow it, not after all that her eyes have witnessed.
"So, are you gay?"
The question widens his eyes.
"Bi?"
She continues, "you can tell me these things. I don't want anymore secrets between us."
"Secrets!?"
Suddenly with a toweringly-raised voice, his strength strikes fear in her heart. "I never once kept anything from you! I told you that I was an actor. You live in LA, for Christ sake, you acted like you didn't give a shit about my job!
Look—It's not my fault that you never cared to google me or that the last movie you saw was still on fucking VCR!"
"Wow, fuck you!"
Another abrasive shove to his chest does nothing but make him fume more. "No, fuck you! You're being a child." Pulled back against the wall with a firmer tug frightens Evie even more. Her back against the brick this time, feeling like knives pressing against her soft skin. "Alex! You're scaring me!"
He finds it all too comical. Nearing fifty, he's slept with more women than he can count on one hand long before Evie was out of diapers.
"Am I gay, huh?" He repeats her question, "because of the movie? Why? Because I dominated a submissive man?"
"Don't you get it, Evie?" Alex begins to chuckle, "I dominate the whole fucking world." With dilated pupils, suddenly he has snapped into an arrogant asshole. "But since you can't get it through your head that I am an ACTOR, who has to portray different and unique roles!— Let me remind you of just what I'm attracted to. You." He presses even more forward. With zero space between them and this wall, the step pushes the air from Evie's lungs.
"Want—Needing, you.
Spending three months on Miss Good Girl because you sicken me with your innocence, your soft voice, and your fat fucking ass and titties. I want only you."
She scoffs. "You're sick!"
Evie's fight is even less promising as the squash against him encloses far too tighter. "Move Alexander!
You, this fucked up movie, all of it!
You weren't acting, this role probably came easiest to you!"
"You know what's sick?"
.
.
.
Evie can feel the heat of his breath as his mouth is pressed to the shell of her ear. "—watching the way you squirmed in that seat every time I pinned my costar to the ground, when I pretended to fuck him as if I were to split him in half...
The way you tightened your knees when you watched what you thought was me cumming into his mouth. You wished it were you, huh?
It's only jealousy having you behave like this, isn't it?"
Unable to shove again, a tight bruising grip to both of Evie's wrists has her arms pinned above her head. "You're insane, you know that I'm disgusted!"
"Which is why when I dig beneath your dress right now, I won't have my hand on wet pussy, right?"
"Alex don't!"
Unwilling to listen, a grope inserted between her thick thighs makes her mewl sinfully— hips bucking forward as her body chases after the bed of his fingertips for another feel.
Raised to the light of the streetlamp, Alex's two most-middle fingers come back with the shine of Evie's drenched arousal.
His groan is shuttered as his digits seep onto his tongue's tastebuds, being exactly the deranged satyriasis that he portrays in all of his films.
"You know what's funny about these movies? You're absolutely right, Evie— I enjoy being as lewd and vulgar as I possibly can on screen.
By the end of my career I want to be known as the most over-sexed actor Hollywood has ever seen. Why? Because it's fun. Because I want to make James Spader and Michael fucking Douglas' most erotic films look fucking PG-13!
And yet, regardless of what movie I'm in, what thing I'm pretending to fuck— a woman, a man, a fucking creature for all I care, I never once get hard... Never once stiffen up the way I do to the sound of your pathetic little tears and your attempt at disgust when you're just as goddamn filthy as I am."
...
And with this threatening confession, Evie's lace underwear is torn from her body with a violent snatch— now becoming one with the trash and needles of LA's street-litter.
Confusion bewilders her as a violent craving for his cock makes her legs tremble yet the tears streaming down Evie's face is from complete brokenness.
So naive to what she thought she had with Alex, now she can see through it all clear as day. Pillion, the movie only being a peephole view into Alex's life of kink, when in reality all along she was the full picture.
The way this older gentleman had spoiled her in every way, charmed her with gentle affection, drawing her nearest to him, and how much he loved her lack of interest in his fame... All a ploy to find himself a true submissive. One that hasn't a care to use him for stardom, a woman who will have already fallen far too deeply in love with him to be deterred by his kink and immorality... instead— molded to crave it...
And tonight, through the buzz of car horns and passing feet of strangers who could catch them in such scandal— Evie longs for this obscene dominance as an addict longs for an ounce.
Sandwiched between a brick building and brick of a man, the sound of Alex's zipper makes Evie's thighs open freely as her dress bunches passed her ass. His hands no longer need to hold back the tiny feminine fists that were once being thrown at him, now he grips a dimpling hold beneath her thighs as Evie's hands rush to assist him in positioning his erection.
Further than they've ever gone before, her fingers wrap around the utter hot-girth of Alex's hard cock. The ooze of precum down his shaft is sticky, clearly having been making a mess all evening long— watching her, as she watched him.
Lined at her opening, Evie would be foolish to think that a man so cruel and demanding would begin slowly. A power-drive of a first thrust causes him to bottom out inside of her, pressed against the hilt of her cunt. The sting mutes her soundless opened scream, soon to be filled with his tongue as each blow continues one after the other.
Embarrassed and blushing an angry red down her chocolate skin as she is manhandled, her shoes are fucked off of her dangling feet as each stiletto hits the ground.
No kindness, no respect for her body, Evie is fucked like a slut in an alleyway, making her delirious with a shameful lust.
She had hoped that the prosthetics that he wore in the movie were only an exaggeration of his actual size, but as she is impaled, dug-out, and molded around his angry cock— she realizes he's so much bigger.
Her arms find his neck as she wishes to have control on at least something, at least a place where she is able to bear down upon, but Alex's warm huffing against her face, and twisted praises takes the comfort away from that too. "Can't you hear it? How that pussy talks when it gets a little attention?"
Evie winces, tightening her long, wet, jet-black lashes closed as she tries to ignore the sound of her body's rain and the clapping of his weighty balls beneath against her flesh.
Her whimpering is only motivation to abuse further. Alex pistons upwards, thrashing against her sweet spot until her bitten-lip that was hiding her melodies unleashes her squeaky inaudibles.
Her pussy becomes a vice against him, weakening his stamina as he forces out Evie's orgasm.
"Fuck, bunny, my good little toy. Cream on it."
Her body spasms, gushing her release against him and staining his pants before the press could even take his picture tonight.
Mid-stroke, one of the theaters lets out as credits begin to roll. Alex's hand tightens around Evie's every gasp and moan, moving out of the light and shielded by the darkness of a dumpster as his rhythm never misses a beat.
Her eyes widen as people pass by them far too close for comfort, yet Alex quietly takes the moment to revisit his plans with her.
"Waited for you." His whispers are cooed and pathetic whimpers as he pushes his limits to hold out. "Daddy's getting old and I waited so long for you to come in my life. Gonna take my time with you, love you, keep you, spoil you, breed this perfect—" he struggles to breathe as her band-like grip nearly makes him falter, "perfect goddamn pussy." The words are gritted tightly through his teeth, "you want that, don't you?"
Being split open as her mound swells feverishly hot, Evie's hearing is muffled as her mind travels into a different universe. "Answer." His demand is met with an animalistic tearing-shred to the front of Evie's dress, spilling her tits against him.
"Yes!" She comes from her daze admirably submissive. A compliant little lamb now overflowing from out of her once bratty-attitude. "Whatever you want."
"Mmm'I can't resist you." For a moment, Alex almost sounds genuinely sweet, "I love you."
Splayed around his waist, his thrusts become sloppy as the numb cunt for his taking is getting nothing but wetter and sweeter each second. His glutes tighten with every rough pummel, banging against her cervix and assuring his love is felt even in Evie's spine.
"Oh fuck you feel good, look at me baby."
Evie's eyes meet his.
Bambi-brown, achingly-round, tear stained, with a pouted beauty that drives his sadistic tendencies insane.
Wanting to see her cry, tortured, and berated— but only like this. Just like this.
Only when he can pull a shared climax out of them both. "One more time for me, can't you? If I slow it down like this?"
His cock is pulled back slowly, and pushed back in even more tormentingly slower.
"Mmph!—Alex!"
This unhurried speed spins Evie's world on its axis.
He notices her pleasure, ushering her body higher to catch the sensitive buds of her full breasts in his mouth. His abdomen tightens as hers does the same, both at their peaks of ecstasy— the torture of not falling over the edge is an unforgiving pain, aching their souls as they pant and curse against each other's overstimulated bodies.
The pressure of his calculated last stroke causes Evie to slowly bite down onto his shoulder— body hanging lifelessly like some sort of sexdoll in his arms. The pain of the marks from her teeth mixes with Alex's pleasure like a perfectly stirred cocktail, making his jaw unclench as it falls slack— releasing into Evie with pure ownership, jolting and bucking as his stream of cum begin to trickle down the curve of his emptied sack.
"Ughh—fuck." Half-lidded, the arrogance in him is still very strong. Knowingly defeated by Evie's sex, it is he who still needs the last word.
"Feel that?" He gulps, just as spent and obsessed with her. "Me pumping that seed into you? Making you a little housewife?"
Shame makes it hard to even look at him, yet she still nods... If degrading her by plugging her pussy with softening cock is the way she gets to feel this light and satisfied... then let her stay bred, let her stay submissive, and let her stay forever this dumb and cockdrunk.
Evie winces from the webbed-plop of his exit.
Feeling far too empty now— she nearly whines for more.
Alex catches the oozing inner-decorating he performed on her with his thumb, not wasting a drop of his batter, he can't wait for it to sprout in her fertile womb— watching her plump, housebound, and carrying his offspring after years of searching for the perfect one.
"Good girl. Don't spill any of it..." He quickly begins a threat that tightens an aroused spring in her belly, "and if you push it out, I'll just fill you until you're bloated with my cum. You won't sleep, you won't eat. You'll be doing what? Evie?"
"T—Taking your cum." The rasp and stutter of her exhausted voice brings a chill down his spine. Finally, finally he has broken her.
Proudly he nods, "fucked like a slut, bred like a bitch." His cruelty ends with astrum against her tender clit. Poor Evie can't help but to release a moan. Still aroused after his most wicked words, Alex can't seem to believe the lengths he can finally go with her. "Wow." His chuckle is dark and degrading. "You're a real sick puppy, god—I love it.
Bun, we are going to have so much fun together, hm? Perhaps our love story will even become a movie."
someone on bluesky dropped the pillion script so now i’m gently popping it in here along with some of my favourite things that were seemingly cut from the movie below (nsfw!!)
