Under the influence(Smut)

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“Well, hel~ lo, Officer Hardbody,” Keith slurred out before he had a chance to think better of it. “What good luck has brought you to my window this fine evening?”

The police officer snorted out a laugh through his nose, one fine eyebrow quirked up as he drawled back, “Well that’d be the shit driving on your part, sir.” He knocked on the car’s door frame with a knuckle. “You have any idea how many, ah. Lanes you were driving in tonight?”

Keith racked his brain, swirling in a drunken fog. “I’m gonna guess several?”

Another laugh, and now the handsome swarthy cop was leaning in far enough for Keith to get a good whiff of strong unmask alpha. Ooh, he wasn’t surprised since most cops were actually alphas, but DAMN did this guy have to smell as good as he looked? Unfaiiirrrrr.

“Why don’t you step out of the car, sir?” The cop still had a laugh in his voice, and as Keith fumbled for the door handle he finally caught sight of the letters ‘McClain’ gleaming off his name tag.

He teetered elegantly out of his car, wobbling into a stand without looking like too much of a jackass in the process. Keith did not remember every single step in the proceedings, but he WAS pretty sure he tried to fellate the breathalyzer test, which honestly probably deserved to get him arrested for that act alone.

Keith had only had one drink, but he was a lightweight and that one drink had hit him hard. He probably should have known better than to drive but he didn’t drink often enough to be able to tell when he was drunk, ironically enough, and the result was now a tall latino alpha cop bending him over the hood of his own car while Keith wasn’t sober enough to separate this as a non-sexy event in his brain.

He smelled fucking amazing and his hands were big and warm on Keith’s body, and fuck god DAMN it was not soon enough since his last heat had ended like,yesterday and everything felt too hot instead of like
 whatever was actually appropriate here. Not horny, probably.

The alpha smelled like he wasn’t completely unaffected by Keith’s obvious come-hither scent himself, which in Keith’s tipsy mind was enough reason by itself to stick his ass up on display while he was being frisked for weapons. The cop’s grip was strong and felt like heaven as large hands quickly roamed up and down Keith’s sides and legs, and when his hands dipped into Keith’s front pockets to check for drugs or whathaveyou it felt so good Keith couldn’t help but let out a moan.

Officer Mcclain cursed thickly behind him, and when he went to check Keith’s back pockets he DEFINITELY spent a little bit too long with his hands on Keith’s ass. Not that Keith objected, all but shaking his butt in the alpha’s face in encouragement and earning a generous squeeze to his backside in return.

“Oh my god, how did I get the slutty drunk omega,” the cop mumbled to himself, before the cold metal of handcuffs were slipping around Keith’s thin wrists. Before he could enjoy it as being kinky he was being hauled up by his wrists, escorted with disappointing gentility into the back of a police cruiser. “Just settle down back there, I’ll take you to the drunk tank and someone can
 deal with you in the morning.”

Keith pouted, slumping back into the seat with a sigh. Well this was a lame way to sober up. Especially since he was still horny as the devil.

He hadn’t been pulled over anywhere near the police station however, and before they could even drive two blocks away the radio was sounding. As his tipsy ass was currently low priority in the face of actual ongoing crime, Keith ended up riding backseat as Officer Hotalpha zipped all over the city to deal with
 MORE petty low-interest criminals! But at least no one joined him in the backseat so Keith could keep flirting the entire time. Which he did, even as he slowly sobered up in the backseat because he was in a car reeking like a hotbox of sexy bothered alpha and it was impossible NOT to stay horny. So very fucking horny .

It was probably an hour later before there was a solid few minutes of silence as they drove. Long enough for Keith to wonder aloud, “You know I’m not really drunk anymore, is there anyway that technicality could like
 get me dropped off at my car to go back home?” He paused. “I’ll still take the DUI, but I’m really not up for a cold crowded cell tonight
?”

For a few long seconds, Officer McClain didn’t respond. “...You reek of heatstink, it’d be like sending a rabbit into a dog pound,” he mumbled, which Keith resented the implication of a little bit.

“Hey I’m horny and kind of slutty, that’s not the same as having a big sign saying ‘Victim’ on my forehead.” He flopped backwards on the seat, watching the cop’s eyes follow his legs in the rearview mirror as he waved them in the air. “If I still wanna get fucked it’s because you still smell like you wanna fuck me.”

McClain didn’t say anything else, but after a few minutes it became obvious they were driving back to where Keith’s car had been left on the side of the road, and NOT towards the police station.

Keith grinned to himself, squirming into the seat a little. “Thank god, I’m so wet I fucking soaked through this underwear.”

“Jesus FUCKING christ,” his cop declared, and suddenly Keith was on his side not because he was rolling around seductively but instead because the car had jerked into a sudden halt at the side of the road.

Keith blinked, looking around to realize he didn’t know where they were. An empty road, maybe near Demontreville Trail? There was no one around there, his car wasn’t this far out and there weren’t even any streetlamps


When the back door jerked open, it was on the passenger’s side and not the driver. Keith realized why he’d gone to the trouble of walking all the way around to the other side of the SUV with a smirk when Officer McClain hovered in the open door frame, two hands planted on either side of it and blocking Keith from any potential escape routes.

Keith did not attempt to escape. He smirked up at Officer McClain with a coy tilt of his head, shuffling over to where the alpha was looming over him to swing one leg out of the car. “Oh, since I’m not in trouble anymore does that mean you’ll finally let me take care of this for you?” Keith drawled, sliding his foot to the general area of his arresting officer’s visible erection.

His foot was shoved away unceremoniously. “Fuck it I don’t even cared if I get fired for this anymore,” he muttered in a gravelly voice, though if it was to himself or Keith he wasn’t even sure. It didn’t matter though - all that mattered was that his hands were going to his belt, and Keith watched with obsessive interest as the dark slacks were unzipped inches from his eager face.

“Oh my, Mr. Police Officer,” Keith practically purred once the alpha’s cock sprung free, massive and appetizing. “You really are packing an impressive weapon, aren’t you?”

“It’s Lance,” came the exasperated reply, like he couldn’t believe he was really fucking a horny drunk in the backseat of his cruiser. Which was fair, because if you asked Keith what he was going to be doing tonight
 “This is just close enough to the Wrong kind of dirty that I at least wanna be on a first-name basis.”

“Keith,” Keith answered back in a fast mumble as he dove in, totally unbothered by his still being handcuffed as he sucked the tip of
 he guessed Lance’s cock into his watering mouth.

It was thick, and and it was too big to fit more than just the head in his mouth from this awkward angle, and it was EXACTLY what Keith wanted. It even tasted perfect, raw unwashed alpha filling up his mouth and he just couldn't fucking WAIT to get this thing in his pussy, please please PLEASE can he get stuffed full by this gorgeous monster tonight??

One of Officer Lance’s hands fell into Keith’s hair, and appreciative sigh shuddering out of his mouth as Keith squirmed his tongue. It wasn’t long before he was using that hand to guide Keith’s head further down his cock, a gentle little encouraging push Keith could have shaken off if he liked. He preferred not to though, loving the little thrill of having his throat forced open as he regulated his breathing through his nose so he could keep taking more in without gagging.

What proceeded was
 not a blowjob to be proud of, honestly. Keith was too eager and having his hands bound behind his back was sexy as hell but ultimately unhelpful in the actual fellatio process and every time he accidentally choked himself he had to pull off and catch his breath. It almost would have been hotter if McClain hadn’t let him and had just fucked Keith’s throat while he gagged, but since they were complete fucking strangers Keith guessed he DID prefer him politely letting Keith breathe. Lack of safewords, and all.

Even if it was below his usual standards, it was hardly impeding the enjoyment. They were both aching for it from the hour of flirting and long-term exposure to each other’s aroused scents, and Keith happily gorged himself until there was drool running down his chin and precome flavoring his entire abused mouth.

“Fuuuuck,” Lance cursed again, low and long and half-wrecked with his need. He was yanking Keith’s head off of him by the hair in a hard jerk, and for a moment that went on a bit too long they just held eye contact like that, with Keith’s head held still in a grip by his sweaty bangs.

He was being tossed backwards in an instant, shoved off so that the alpha could manhandle Keith and flip him over onto his stomach. Keith squeaked when his face hit the leather, unable to brace himself with the handcuffs and forced easily into hanging ass-up half out of the car.

A thrill of anticipation came out as a whine as he felt his own pants being yanked down, exposing his ass to the cold night air that sent a different kind of shiver down his spine when a breeze hit the slick-damp skin of his twitching hole. He wasn’t cold for long however, strong hands yanking his hips flush with Lance’s, hard cock sliding against the crease of Keith’s ass.

“You want it?” the officer asked in a gruff voice, grinding against Keith’s ass and sliding the length of his cock in between the slick folds of his pussy.

“God yes,” Keith practically begged, only for a pitiful whine to squeal out of his throat when the alpha pulled back instead of thrusting in .

There were a few long seconds of absent torture before Keith realized he heard the plastic rustle of a condom being opened, which, oh. Yeah that was a good idea, actually.

It was as a result a few more agonizing moments of waiting, one of the cop’s hands sliding between his legs to play with the lips of his pussy to distract him while he fumbled with the rubber. It worked, Keith couldn’t concentrate on anything that wasn’t hot fingers or how painfully horny he was for more, until FINALLY he had the blunt head of a hard alpha cock pressing against his hole in a bid for entrance.

Keith’s body swallowed him up in an instant, the head of the alpha’s cock breaching his dripping wet cunt when Keith shoved his hips back to eat it up. Both of them swore and shook bodily, and even the plasticy feel of the condom was welcome when it came with the breach of a thick alpha cock finally filling up his hungry pussy, burning him from the inside out.

“Holy crow,” The alpha gasped, and when he rocked his hips a little Keith could tell he wasn’t even all the way inside yet, yes yes YES thank god he was so fucking BIG it was exactly what Keith had been craving. “How the fuck is a slut like you this tight ?”

“Not a slut,” Keith denied again in a contended slur, because the derogatory name was less degrading than it was hot when he was stuffed full of strange dick like this and it was just a little bit true. “Just
” The little rocks were still a bit painful stretching out his inner rim, but it was the GOOD kind of pain, mixed in with the leftover greed of his heat to make everything feel solid and real. “Just had a bad heat end, and,” he found himself moaning into the leather of the seat under his face as he was rocked into it with small little jolts of hip-on-hip friction. And, for some reason, admitted out loud in a final rushed whine on a particularly deep thrust: “And I have a thing for cops. ”

There was a pause, followed by a deep, throaty laugh that rattled down Keith’s spine pleasantly. “Where did you even come from,” Lance muttered in a way that said it was more a question to himself than to Keith, like perhaps he had stumbled on some kind of wet dream come true and was still trying to cope. But his hands were once again firm on Keith’s hips, digging into his ass to yank it backwards onto his cock while he started fucking Keith without any of the testing gentility of the start.

He’d only been barely fucking Keith before, a sweet slide in and out of the clutch of his pussy that didn’t try to force itself all the way in at a pace his still-tight cunt wouldn’t be able to easily handle. But after that the officer gave in and finally started on the ruthless fucking Keith had been after from the start, holding his ass up where he wanted while he slammed his fat cock as deep into Keith’s throbbing pussy as it could be shoved.

The slap of skin on skin was wet and disgusting, and completely drown out by Keith’s voice. He was usually pretty quiet during sex, had gone his whole heat without losing his voice like some omegas because instead of screaming Keith only ever had the habit of letting out a few ow moans. But last week in his heat he’d be by himself and unsatisfied, and right NOW Keith was getting his brains pounded out through his pussy, and he was letting his voice loose into a cacophony of happy omega whining he’d be ashamed of if he thought he was anywhere near enough to an open street for someone to hear.

But there wasn’t. It was just Keith and the alpha, who had started growling at Keith’s high-pitched whimpering moans in what sounded to Keith’s ears like perfect harmony with his own. That sound wasn’t as loud as the creaking of the car bouncing on it’s wheels as Officer McClain fucked him, a hard squeak that was so rhythmically sexual in nature it made Keith feel raw and dirty and and as truly slutty as he’d been called just minutes ago.

He loved it. Let loose and finally let himself finally go wild the way he was never allowed during heats, when he had to be too conscious of keeping his head straight and not being taken advantage of by an alpha during his most vulnerable time. But somehow, even though he barely even knew this guy’s name and they were in the middle of nowhere and Keith was HANDCUFFED for fuck’s sake, instead of feeling trapped and afraid Keith was just becoming more excited and animalistic in his pleasure.

He was moving, too, trying to rock his hips backwards to swallow up more of that wonderful cock. But his mind was a mess and he was drooling puddles into the car seat he was screaming into and the alpha behind him was giving him no quarter, only letting Keith squirm against him for a few short minutes before he was bending over Keith and taking hold of his handcuff-bound wrists with one big hand, soon trapped between both of their bodies as he pinned Keith down with his weight to splay him flat on the seat on his stomach.

And oh heavens above and hell below his weight was so hot and so GOOD pressing down on Keith’s back, all hard muscles and strong alpha musk and his cock was bigger than anyone Keith had ever taken before. He was surrounded by this alpha, drowning in him until nothing was left in Keith’s head but the hard slap of flesh on flesh and drive of cock filling up his aching cunt.

“Come on, slut-baby,” The alpha growled, biting at his ear. “You were so wild a second ago, what happened? Don’t tell me I already fucked you into brainless goo, I wasn’t done enjoying all that spunk you have in you yet.”

“N-Not a slut,” Keith denied in a thick slur, even though the name had him throbbing to the edge of an orgasm. Even though it was kind of true. “Horny, not a slut,” he tried to claim anyway, shifting his shoulders to try and unpin himself from the car seat just for the sake pretending he still had dignity left.

The alpha laughed again, and oh god why did that sound have to be so HOT Keith was gonna lose it he was gonna come for sure. And then that asshole alpha cop meat-head JERK had to deliver a single slap to the fat of Keith’s ass, and whatever he whispered into his ear was completely lost because Keith was shaking his way into an orgasm that he probably also screamed for. Hard to tell. He couldn’t feel much besides his body turning inside out, imploding from the G-spot outward.

Did he say shaking, by the way? Because that’s what he did. His whole body trembled with vibrations, the overstimulation of still being fucked straight through his orgasm making him thrash and writhe beneath the strange alpha, like Keith was trying to buck him off to stop it all now but also keep his cock drawn in as deep as possible at the same time.

Officer Lance held him down for it, slowed his thrusts but never actually stopped. Slapped Keith’s ass again, probably because he’d noticed how Keith reacted LAST time and knew it would draw the aftershocks of another tiny orgasm out of him while he continued rocking greedily into Keith’s pulsating, soaking wet cunt.

Just when it started to feel like it was all too much and bordered on painful instead of good, Lance was pulling out. Keith had time to take one or two deep breaths and that was about it, but he was already being rolled over onto his back in an example of manhandling that seemed WAY too easy considering how long they’d already been going at it.

The alpha’s stamina reserves apparently remained yet untapped, because he was hauling Keith’s hips up flush against his own and already sliding his swollen cock back into Keith. It felt even better this time than it had the first seconds it had gone in, a rock-hard rod of perfect size throbbing with heat and filling Keith’s still-sensitive passage up so full he didn’t even notice the handcuffs digging into his back where he was laying on them in a way that probably should have been uncomfortable.

That part didn’t actually last long, because his legs were being hauled up and thrown over the cops shoulders so the backs of Keith’s thighs were pressed flush with the officer’s chest, hips tipped up in the air so that only Keith’s shoulders were making contact with the seat at the arch of his spine. And now instead of pinning him down or yanking him backwards the alpha was holding Keith UP to fuck him, playing with Keith’s entire body weight like he was nothing more than a blow-up doll to be tossed around.

The thought of being used like a toy should also have been another turn off. It wasn’t. It just added to the same excitement stirring in his blood that the handcuffs and open street were, making everything feel even filthier and reminding him of how out of character and kind of just plain stupid letting himself be fucked like this was. Maybe not the stupidest thing he’d ever done in his life but definitely up there, and definitely WORTH it because holy shit was this ever the best dicking Keith had ever gotten in his sad life.

The alpha was going wild on Keith now, snapping his hips into his and pounding his oversized cock into Keith’s cunt like he was trying to split him open from the inside out. Keith let the universe narrow down to just that feeling, just the hard shove of perfect alpha cock stirring up his insides and make him almost ready

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