Alex and his beautiful Tuva and Christos Nikou on the red carpet during the closing of the 81st Venice International Film Festival 2024 at Palazzo Cinema on September 7, 2024 in Venice, Italy.
This man, always so different, but always so wonderful and talented! Good luck to you, our sweet Alex, continue to delight us with your unrivaled talent and happiness to you, baby☺❤❤❤
NEW YORK, NY - FEBRUARY 19: Alexander Skarsgard and Breanna Sabo attend Vancouver Canucks vs New York Rangers game at Madison Square Garden on February 19, 2015 in New York City. (Photo by James Devaney/GC Images)
I’ve just realised I made a huge mistake on all my previous posts re the new Lee film. It’s release date is ’23 not ’24, I was forgetting about the Toronto IFF, and the AFI in 2023, arrgh! Obviously I’ll correct all my posts but I’m fairly certain it’ll still show as Lee ’24 on all your reblogs. Sincere apologies, Suzanne
Continuing the Mad Cat saga with Our Alex (as imaginary as Alex is beautiful). Part 4 of many, lots, blahblahblah. NC-17
I think there was a spring in everyone’s step as we started back to my house. That could’ve been because the way was mostly downhill, but more likely it was because we’d all had damn good sex in the last 18 hours or so. And there was every promise for more.
We were walking hand in hand like we were off to see the wizard down the yellow brick road and laughing as we tried to explain the many nuances of feelings that phrase evokes. That part, Alex the actor grasped very well even without ever going over the rainbow with Dorothy Gale.
As we passed Highland Wine Merchants, Alex tugged us to stop and asked us to wait while he went inside. Maddie said that he must require some aperitif that we hadn’t offered him, like Aquavit, purported to be the national liquor of Sweden. I’d never had it, thought about it, or even knew it existed. I hoped Alex would understand iotas of ignorance among the sexy snips.
Alex exited the store with a bag that could’ve held two bottles. I began to apologize if we had overlooked anything to help him feel more at home, asserting my southern hospitality. Alex interrupted my sweet spiel, “Katy Cat, hush. Take my arms, babes, I want to stop at the bar for a minute. Does Joey work Saturdays?” I nodded quizzically. Alex stopped again and kissed me soundly, and then Maddie the same, “No worries, my pretty girls, come on.”
Shortly thereafter, we trooped unceremoniously into our place. Joey looked up, smiled, “Mad Cat!” He stopped wiping, “Hell, you’re a trio now – so what? Mad Cat Scar? Mad Al-e Cat? That last one might be best. I’m sure he slept in the middle.” He guffawed, “Sometimes I kill myself. I’d still fuck all of you, by the way. Anytime.”
We laughed with him. It was pretty funny. We bellied on up to the bar. It was early and hardly anyone else was in. Alex pushed his bag toward Joey, “Listen, man, I know it’s not allowed to bring alcohol in – but I was hoping you could make an exception this once. You gave me a gift and I want you to toast with us, if you can. Maddie wanted to toast us as the – what did you say, sweet? – most intelligent, prettiest, best fuckin’ fucks we’ve ever met? Yeah, I thought we’d put this motherfucker in the mix as well.” He nodded to Joey, who was looking in the bag.
Maddie continued the thought, “Joey is like our incestuous son. He has a nice dick.” Joey blushed but didn’t deny it. He brought out a bottle of chilled Dom Pérignon and put its twin on ice, “Holy shit, let’s drink to anything, even my nice dick. I’ve never tasted this.” Joey handed the bottle to Alex to open while he fetched champagne flutes for us.
“We’ve never had this either, Alex,” Maddie whispered. Even though Miz Man had decreed that Maddie and I would split a partner’s salary 60/40, we would never afford such. We tended to drink champagne like water when we were in the mood to sparkle.
Alex pulled us to him, “Then you’ll remember this, and you’ll remember me. And next time we’ll drink to my nice dick.”
Suffice it to say that none of this will be forgotten by any of us. There were toasts to obscure Swedish movies, all of our tits separately and together, Joey’s dick with the hope for an active future for it, Alex’s nonexistent third nipple, Maddie’s and my friendship because we luuuuuv each other, Alex’s great good luck to find two women who like to fuck as much as he does, and more I dasn’t say.
We four drank the two bottles like we were born to it and kissed each other far more than we should’ve in the bar. The owners knew that Joey brought in the customers, and I think we put on a harmless and loving vignette for their entertainment. When we emerged from our expensive little buzz, we realized we were starving. Joey called his friend at Babette’s Feast and got us a reservation on the sly (and because it was early for dining in Atlanta). We three hurried home to change for the restaurant.
We almost ran, laughing, teasing, pulling each other along. We ran in the door and Alex bounded first up the stairs and we heard the shower in seconds. Maddie and I decided we could wear short summer dresses and went upstairs to choose them and to get a glimpse of the perfect man naked. You just don’t get tired of that.
Maddie flipped on some music to help us rush. I knew what she would play. Sure enough, at the first basso “jitterbug” we giggled. Alex came out of the bathroom wearing a towel low on his hips, “I haven’t heard this fucker in years. Is that all you got?” In unrehearsed unison we said, “Ex-squeeze me? Earth to Alex.” Alex gave us a great belly laugh and we collapsed on the bed giggling. Alex said, “Are we walking? I’d hate to have to put gas in the car.” Another round of whoops of laughter until Maddie kissed Alex’s belly button and said, “Fuck, we’d better get a move on Kitcat.”
In five minutes we’d run through the shower and had donned our summer dresses. Maddie and I were about the same size and often dressed from each other’s closets. Alex had his pants on, unfastened [the things you notice when you continually devour every inch of someone, literally] and already looked like a million combing his wet hair. He turned to us, “I need a clean shirt. Since I didn’t presumptuously bring an overnight bag, we’ll have to take the time to stop by the studio, unless one of you has a blouse I could wear?” He was teasing, but an idea came to me.
“Come with me,” I said, taking Alex by the hand. “I couldn’t bear to part with all my husband’s things. They’re in the guest room closet. Maybe you can find something. I know they are out of style, and you are a fashion plate and all…”
By this time we were in the guest room and out of Maddie’s sight. Alex backed me up against the wall and in seconds had his hand up my dress, moved my panties aside, inserted two of his burly fingers in my twat and had his thumb on my clit. I nearly screamed in delighted surprise. He covered my mouth with his other hand, still pressing his body against mine. Alex hissed, “You wanna come for me, pretty girl?” I nodded and softly whined against his hand over my mouth. “Tonight I’m gonna make you come until you scream my name.” He began to kiss my neck. “I want you to come all over me. But not now.” In a split second he had withdrawn all physical contact. I was a wreck. I was practically shaking with desire. My panties were soaked. I went to change them as Alex said loud enough for Maddie to hear, “I’m lookin’. He had good taste – obviously, in you. I’ll find something.”
Maddie looked at me, “What’s wrong?”
“Oh, nothing really, just seeing the clothes hanging there made me a little sad I guess.” For some reason I didn’t want to tell her what Alex had done, had promised for later.
“You’ve got a little love bite on your neck, sweetie. When did that happen? Is Alex not finished with Eric Northman yet?” Maddie kidded me and we laughed. Hell, I wouldn’t cover it.
Maddie had finished her makeup and she too looked like a million. I had some work to do. Maddie said, “I’ll go see if Alex found anything.”
I found out later that as soon as Maddie appeared, Alex took her by the arm and kissed her hard. “I’m gonna give Katiecat a treat tonight. OK with you? Can you keep it a secret through dinner for me?” Maddie nodded as Alex gave her two fingers and a well-placed thumb and fucked her to orgasm. I heard her come sweetly for Alex. It made me smile in spite of my own frustration. Alex then put his finger to her lips, “Don’t tell – for me.” Maddie sucked his finger into her mouth and tongued it nicely. Alex moaned, likely for my benefit, “Oh, stop it. You’re giving me a hardon.”
I was giggling as they came into the bedroom very shortly thereafter. Alex had on a black background paisley shirt that I particularly liked and a thin black necktie. Damn he looked hot. I have another full bathroom and a water closet in the house, yet we all three crowded around the mirror in mine for final touch-ups. Alex tied his tie; Maddie gave her hair a final once over; I fixed my lipstick and surreptitiously glanced at my Alex mark on my neck. Yup, it was there. I wore it proudly.
So glad he didn't have to put gas in the car. Gimme a little feedback, babies, and don't light a cigarette. There will be many future opportunities for a post-coital smoke :>)
Alex and Mad Cat in Saturday Night Fever - Mad Cat Part 5
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Babette’s Feast was a small restaurant that their promotion says offers Modern French, Italian and Spanish Cuisines with the ambience of the European countryside. What it doesn’t say is that there are two seatings for dinner only and your meal is whatever Babette was in the mood to cook for you. Fortunately, it’s all good. Maddie and I go sometimes when we need to feel special. We treat each other. Babette keeps a grand wine list for such a small establishment, and she likes to have a bottle of an evening when she can sit in the dining room and watch her guests enjoy the feast she has prepared. The food was European as was Babette and I hoped Alex would feel a little comfort of “closer to home”. I knew Babette would have to talk to him since she knew Mad Cat by sight and he stood head and shoulders above the rest.
Maddie and I explained all about Babette while we walked. As the house came into view, Alex’s face brightened, “Very French. Pretty.” Babette was on the door tonight. “Bonsoir, Maddie and Cat. And who is this tall, handsome gentleman?” While we said “hey” to Babette, Alex introduced himself in French and continued pleasantries with Babette as she showed us to our table. I could see on their faces they enjoyed it.
The place was crowded, and we sat in close proximity, nearly touching elbows, with Alex between us. As we got situated, Alex spoke softly to us, “French cuisine tonight. Babette said she made her home cooking for us. If you don’t mind, I’ll order for us all. You know, there aren’t too many choices to make anyway – but the wine, let me order the wine.” Maddie and I spoke as one, “Of course.” We were purring for Alex.
Alex took our hands – they were practically under his anyway – and said, “I told Babette that I should decide which of you most perfect ladies I should marry, and she said I should take you both, you were inseparable. I agree.” He smiled and kissed each of our hands he held.
The wine came. Alex pronounced it fine. It was fine: warm, cozy, safe and loved in a bottle. I lie, it wasn’t the wine, although it complemented the Alex who was the real purveyor of such forgotten feelings.
Unnoticed by Maddie, Alex put his hand innocently on my knee at some point during the excellent meal and all I could think about were his fingers inside me, making me come for him. Why didn’t he move up my thigh? No one would see. He kept his hand on my knee. He winked at me as if reading my thoughts and said, “What is it, my little Pussycat? You’re not eating.”
“Fuck you,” I mouthed as I picked up my fork.
At the end of the meal, Alex was debating crepes or after dinner liqueur mostly to himself since by then we would have done anything he wanted; Maddie got up to go to the bathroom. As ladies do, I started to rise to go with her, but she said no, stay, no room in there for us both and our dresses. As soon as she was out of sight, Alex took his fingertips, turned my head toward him and kissed me like he was fucking me. That’s what it felt like. He whispered, “Soon, baby, I’ll fuck you to the moon. I want your come. I want you with my cock inside you.”
Then he told the waiter we were done, and that it was a most enjoyable meal. He paid the check. We were ready to go as Maddie came back to the table. The walk home was filled with jibber jabber that I hardly heard. I was still dazed from what Alex had said to me.
At home Alex loosened his tie and perused the liquor cabinet, Maddie began to straighten up a bit and I went to the downstairs bathroom as my head cleared a little. I threw some water on my face. He’d better fuck me, goddamn it. As I opened the door, Maddie started to speak to Alex, but he shook his head to shush her. That was odd, but hell, I was odd.
Alex had found the Godiva Dark Chocolate liqueur. He took the bottle and three juice glasses in his big hand, winked at me and declared, “Let’s go upstairs and have a little,” as he lifted the Godiva indicating it to be the “little”. Like we would be havin’ just that – I don’t think so.
Maddie and I followed him upstairs for the view of his ass in those jeans climbing the steps. He knew it. He said over his shoulder, “See something you like?” Always the subtle, demure ladies, we delicately swooned, “Fuck me. No, fuck me. Fuck us now.”
Alex giggled and replied, “Quit it. You’re giving me a hardon.”
In the bedroom, I turned to Alex, took his tie off and began to unbutton his shirt. “Now?” I whispered. “Yes. Fucking now!” Alex grabbed me and twirled me around. He growled, “Get that dress off. You’d better be naked and ready by the time I am. I’m going to fuck you until you bygod know you’ve been fucked.”
In my haste I was fumbling with the buttons, and I started to cry a little. Maddie had disrobed and was watching from the overstuffed chair. At my first sniffle, Maddie started toward me, but Alex turned and hugged me close, “No, baby, it’s OK. Here, let me.” With every button Alex unfastened, he kissed my face. Maddie must have approved because she went back to the chair to wait for me to be overstuffed, I guess. As the dress fell to the floor, Alex kissed me deeply. “Let’s go to bed, baby. Let me please you. Let me love you.” Alex was whispering to me, then he said to Maddie, “Come on, Sexy Girl. There’s always some for you.”
Alex took his pants off quickly. He was hard, so hard that Maddie sucked in her cheeks in anticipation. Alex’s attention was all on me. I didn’t know what he was playing at. As he climbed into bed, he looked into my eyes, “I’m all yours, babe. This is all yours, my beautiful girl.” I know I had questions in my eyes, but sure, OK, I’ll have it.
Alex kissed me and kissed me as he ran his hand over my breasts, teasing my nipples. “Oh, babe, I so want you,” he breathed. He kissed my neck and worked on his brand; I could feel it and something about it made my breath quicken; I could’ve come right then. He said, “Not yet, baby girl. I want to feel it.” Then he kissed my breasts and lower. I had my fingers in his hair, moaning his name. He took my clit between his lips and tongued it. I started to beg for his cock. I know it’s unseemly, but after the buildup and the foreplay, I dearly wanted him to fuck the fuck out of me.
“Baby, I’ve got what you want.” His breath was uneven. I’m not sure he was totally in control now. I know I wasn’t. “Aleeexxxxx, fuck me, fuck me,” I pleaded for it. I knew his dick would be drooling precum that Maddie would love to taste. Alex moved up and the head of his cock touched my nether lips, “oh fuck,” I moaned softly. As Alex thrust it all the way in then, his breath seemed to catch and he made a sweet sound of desire being fulfilled. He looked fully at me, “Yeah, you feel so good. Oh my baby, fuck me, fuck me. It’s all yours. Fuck, you feel good.” He felt damn good too. Then I understood. However he had figured it, he was barebacking me. I fucking loved him for it. And I was going to come soon, really soon.
“That’s it, baby, come on. Come all over my cock. Fuck I want to feel it.” Yeah, I came for him hard. He moaned. I don’t know what Alex was feeling. The fuck was slow and effective and felt like it could go on forever. I was already tensing to come again. “Oh yeah, have all you want. Fuck me. Come on. Let me have some more.” His sexy, soft, lilting patter was such a turn on. His accent was more pronounced as he got lost in the rhythm of our bodies. I came twice more in quick succession. His eyes were screwed shut; his teeth were clenched. He couldn’t last much longer with all the orgasmic pressure on his dick. Would he pull out at the last minute? I couldn’t blame him if he did. No, his next mantra was, “Oh fuck, I’m gonna fill you up, oh baby, I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come. It’s all yours, baby, here.”
Oh fuck me, I felt him come. His whole body tensed. His spasms went from the bulk of him through to his cock inside me, pulsing with his pleasure. I felt it all. And he said it – it was mine, it was for me. That did just what it used to do – it made me come with slow waves of bliss that drew Alex’s dick even deeper into me. I hadn’t come like that since before my husband had gotten sick. I felt like I’d been released; I felt free for the first time in a long time. That last defining orgasm must have felt differently to Alex too. He was still and silent and maybe a little in awe. He hadn’t been sleepy in the glider, he had been thinking, weighing the pros and cons, deciding if it was worth it. Perhaps my reactions and appreciation had made it so.
I was so grateful, I started to cry. Then Maddie started to cry. Yes, I know, we still missed our spouses and the love making you grow into with someone you finally know inside and out. Yet this Alex did a sweet imitation of sincere affection.
Alex pulled out, still breathing raggedly, “Damn, baby, that was so good. So long since I’ve done that. It felt so good, baby. Thank you. Maybe one day you’ll tell me about it.” Maddie and I said nothing. We turned and put our arms around him and sobbed. Alex held us with a look of terror on his face. His terror subsided with our crying and as he figured out the why of it. He’s not a stupid man. It was good. We all needed it. It wasn’t long before we were all smiles again. Maddie, still cuddled up under Alex’s arm, looked at his lesser cock and asked sheepishly, “Is there any left in there?” I broke into song, “I’m every woman. It’s all in me!” We must have laughed for ten minutes before we decided we needed the Godiva. Yeah, Alex is a wise man, as well.
With all those emotions out, we got our bearings quickly. That may be one perk of fucking a good actor. Alex understood the emotions jumping out there. We didn’t have to try to explain, and nothing remained weird between us after the tears had dried. Alex might use those surprisingly uncontrolled emotions sometime and he’ll win an academy award.
We slept that night like puppies in a pile. Next morning, I saw that I had a good sized and obvious Alex brand on my neck. Maddie would get her trophy too. First, though, we used the bathroom downstairs and let our Weekend Lover sleep. We carefully left him snoozing soundly diagonally corner to corner on his stomach, snoring softly. Maddie and I had slept comfortably on him and in the empty corners. We’d all slept well and hard. Maddie and I were so absolutely content we were hugging ourselves. I poured juice and one for the lovable giant upstairs. We were just thinking of coffee when we heard Alex calling like a sad whippoorwill, “Mad Cat, where are you? Come kiss me, hurry!” We laughed, hopped up, took his orange juice and flew to his arms.
He was right side up in bed under the covers, pillow under his head. He took the proffered juice, gulped it, thanked me with a wink, and pulled back the covers for us with, “Look Maddie, something for you.” Maddie jumped on his hard dick, and I went around to the other side and kissed the sweet sonofabitch like I meant it. I loved it. He was groaning in my mouth from Maddie’s ministrations. I let him breathe and went to nip and suck his nipples. He had one hand in my hair and one in Maddie’s and a look on his face like he owned the world. I had to look twice to enjoy his utter serenity. In a little while, he gently moved us. I came right off his chest, but Our Maddie intended to see it to the end. Alex couldn’t even pull her off his dick until she started laughing. He tugged her up by her shoulders, “I want to fuck you. Here, I’ve only got the one shot. Cat, condom.” He said it like he was operating in a surgery suite and so I slapped one in his hand, opened and protruding a little from the package. “You’re so good in the OR, babycakes. Here, help me.” He held his foreskin and I slid the rubber on and down his shaft.
I moved my hair and said, “Thanks, sweet man, for the medal of valor on my neck, or your brand.” Alex looked at it and said, “Oh fuck, sorry. Let me fuck this pretty girl now.” I laughed, “Yeh, fuck her, and give her one of these too.” Maddie piped up after her groan of pleasure at Alex’s entry, “Yes, I want one too. [fuck, oh fuck, that’s so good] If she gets one, I should get one too, to be faaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiir.” Alex had found her sweet spot and he was havin’ it. After Maddie came well and hard panting, “I love your dick. I love your fuckin’ dick!”, Alex still thrusting into her, teased, “OK, where do you want me to sign you, baby?” Maddie pointed to her neck. He proceeded to give Maddie his mark. It must have aided his pleasure because he fucked her steadily faster, until he raised up on his hands and howled, “Oh fuck yes, I’m coming!” Then he groaned gratefully a few times and immediately pulled out and took the condom off.
“Sorry. I can’t stand the way cum feels on my dick in a condom,” he sighed. I said, “See? See? It’s not just me then.” Alex laughed, grabbed me and pulled me onto his chest and proceeded to mark my neck on the other side. I squealed. Maddie roused herself and began to tickle Alex, screeching, “You let her go, Eric Northman!” Alex let me go and grabbed for Maddie, catching her by the arm and making her scream. We collapsed on the bed laughing and kissing each other.
As we cuddled, Alex turned to me and asked, “What was that last night at the end of our fuck, before the cleansing?” I thought “cleansing” was a very descriptive word. I knew he was not asking about the tears. I rubbed my nose against the two-morning scruff on his cheek. “I think just the feel of your orgasm triggers that in me. I’ve done that as long as I can remember, but not for years now. That was a great favor you did me. Thank you.” Alex kissed me long and pulled me closer. “It felt like a hug on my cock that I’d missed, nostalgic in a way but different than anything I had felt before. You have surely been told how great that is. Once won’t be enough for me.” Then I kissed him and he rolled on top of me, kissing me in the most intimate way.
Maddie deadpanned, “Quit it now. You’re giving me a hardon. No falling in love on Sunday. I have decreed it.”
Alex rolled off me and half onto Maddie, “How ‘bout I fall in love with you? Cat loves you, why can’t I?” Alex kissed Maddie and fingered her twat in that foreplay sort of way.
Maddie closed her legs a little and teased, “Here now, if you keep that up we’re going to put you on the blue pills and make you priapic so we can fuck whenever we want – we’ll give you a permanent hardon.”
Alex rolled off Maddie onto his back, “Why? Won’t this do?” For whatever reason, Alex’s dick was stiff as a poker. He looked at me and I reached for him. Goddamn it. As he deliciously slid into me, he sighed contentment, “Sweet Katy Cat, can you really do that again?”
I breathed, “Oh yeah,” and began to move against him, feeling all of him fucking me. It was still perfect. We found our rhythm. Alex found he could make me come whenever he wanted to and tested his ability about four times before he couldn’t take anymore. Then he whispered, “Baby I’m gonna come. You’re making me shoot. Oh fuck me. So fuckin’ good.”
Such sweet moans he gave as he came inside me. And I orgasmed once more, pulling his cock deeper into me. “Oh my god. Holy fuck,” Alex whispered as he lay over me. Then he kissed me and licked the two tears from my cheeks. Alex was just looking into my eyes when Maddie came back into the room. We hadn’t been aware she had gone. Alex withdrew and moved off me. He was quiet as was I.
Maddie had brought coffee and she sat on the edge of the bed, “You’d better be careful, you two. It never works out between the trick and the john.
Alex motioned for Maddie to come hug him, “Sexy Maddie, c’mere. You’re right, it hardly ever works out for anybody, ever. But that’s another day’s business. We’re together now, and I think we like it. I never thought of you as tricks and certainly not whores. I’m sorry if you thought that. You and Cat are the nucleus of this anatomical universe and I’m the stupid electron dancing around you because you allow it.”
Maddie kissed Alex then kissed me. Alex held her close. I said, “I know Maddie’s right. But we said we would get it while it’s here – all of it. Is there any Godiva left in that bottle? Makes good coffee better, like Maddie and I make each other better.
We drank the end of the Godiva in our coffee and decided to brunch at Atkins Park to which we would drive this time. As we were thinking of getting dressed, Maddie went to call the bar & grill to see if a reservation would be necessary. While she was gone, Alex turned to me, “Katycat, something’s there; they’ll be more whatever it is; I won’t be able to stay away from that totally; we’ll see, OK?”
I had found him a lovely Tie-dye Robin t-shirt to wear today, and I went to him and put it in his hands, “Que sera, sera.” I tried to keep my voice steady; I might not have succeeded. Alex grabbed me and kissed the fuck out of me. That would do. It would have to do.
Maddie and I quickly kissed and made up – she wanted the best for me and we both knew there was no future in gazing into the eyes of a globe-trotting actor. We decided we would dress alike just to be the least bit creepy. A while ago, we had separately bought the same red blouse/shirt with tiny white flowers/blue berries on it. Both she and I looked quite doable in the shirt with jeans. When Alex saw us ready to go, he said, “Oh fuck, you’re so cute! Twins! I’d say you’re giving me a hardon, but you know that’s not happening for a while yet, no matter how much I want to throw you both down and put it to you.” We all laughed and hugged and were bestest buds in bed and out (bed buds :>). The emotional blip was quickly forgotten.
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