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ab4eva · 7 months
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‘You Ain’t Shy, Don’t Lie’
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Summary: Austin Butler x Reader // You decide to try something new and surprise your boyfriend with a special request.
Warnings: NFSW 18+ only, thigh riding, smut with little to no plot, titty play, dirty talk, tickling, established relationship, language, fluff, bad puns.
Word count: 2k
Authors note: Welcome to my Lazy Ghouls’ Kinktober, where I write one prompt each week of October. Thanks to @chestharrington for the great idea and for putting it together! I knew I couldn't commit to writing one fic each day, so this seemed like the perfect way to participate. Special thanks to @prompted-wordsmith for agreeing to write me a sentence prompt for each kink I chose 🩵 And thanks to Elvis who definitely messed with me while I was writing it and tried to get me to call Austin’s *ahem* “Coco” - just like we call his 🤭
Kink #1: Thigh riding
Prompt (via @prompted-wordsmith): “C'mon now, baby, sit on my lap. I won't bite... unless you ask me to.”
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Austin is drained after a long day of meetings, but when he walks in the front door to find you curled up on the couch, looking as cozy as he’s ever seen you, all of his exhaustion seems to just melt away. Glasses on and hair thrown up in a messy bun, wearing your favorite oversized Journey tee and fuzzy socks, you’re a sight for sore eyes, and it feels like he’s coming home in more ways than one. He leans against the doorframe, hands in his pockets and grinning like an idiot until you finally notice he’s there, looking up to return his smile.
“Hey you,” you say, setting aside your copy of Persuasion and stretching, taking off your glasses and rubbing the bridge of your nose. You expect him to be sitting down beside you by the time you look up at him again, but he’s still just holding up the doorframe like it’s his job, his long and lean body casually slouched, his eyes dancing with a sort of mischief. You stick out your bottom lip, pouting a little, and make grabby hands at him. He chuckles and launches out of the doorway and towards you so quickly you don’t have time to prepare before he’s on top of you, tickling you without mercy. You squeal and thrash, trying to wiggle out from underneath him, but his long fingers dig into your ribs relentlessly. You can’t stop giggling long enough to get a word in edgewise but you do manage to wrap your legs around his waist and slide to the floor, dislodging his attack for a split second, which you use to crawl away from him, holding up a couch pillow in defense.
“Hey,” you say breathlessly. “Hey now, is that any way to treat someone who has a surprise for you?” Your hair has fallen out of its bun and hangs loosely around your shoulders, your eyes sparkle with laughter and your cheeks have the prettiest pink tint to them - Austin thinks you’re the loveliest thing he’s ever seen.
“Mmm…is that right, baby? You planning on giving me something extra special to end this day on a really good note?” He starts to crawl towards you on his hands and knees, his blonde curls mussed and standing on end after your tussle. He looks like the cutest puppy you’ve ever seen and you can’t help but bite your lip to keep from laughing.
“Mm hmm…be a good boy, now, and you’ll get your treat.” His face flushes crimson and you stand, holding out your hand to him. He grabs it without hesitation, letting you pull him up and lead him to the bedroom. His hands are on your hips, squeezing gently and he whips you around the moment you’re near the bed, wrapping his arms around you and holding you close. You feel how excited he is already and your hands move grab his ass, pulling him closer to you. He plants a kiss on your cheek, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear before moving to your neck, starting to nibble softly there with his teeth. You let out a low whimper, your breath leaving your body in a rush as you melt into his touch and he feels you start to squirm a little against him. He smiles into your neck as he continues to kiss and nibble gently at the sweet spot just below your ear that he knows sends electric sparks shooting through your body.
“Babe,” you pant, and it takes everything in you to pull away, “the surprise…” He groans at the loss of contact but keeps his hand firmly planted on your hips. He cocks an eyebrow curiously at you, his mouth curving into a half-smile, his blue eyes deepening a shade darker to navy, his pupils already blown wide.
“It’s…actually two-fold, this surprise. So, first of all…” You take a step back, out of his reach, and grasp the edge of your t-shirt, pulling it up and over your head to reveal a new lingerie set. A sheer black bra and panties, edged with lace, cling to your curves and you bite your lip as you wait for his reaction. His eyes go wide as he takes you in, from head to toe and back again. You see his chest heave, drawing your eyes to that little bit of chest hair peeking out through his open collar and suddenly you need him naked. You almost forget that he hasn’t said anything yet.
“You are so goddamn sexy, babe,” Austin breathes as he closes the distance between you again, grinning as he looks at you and moves to kiss your lips, letting the passion slowly build as he kisses you languidly. His fingers brush across the silky skin of your back, making you shiver and he lets out a groan of pleasure as his hands begin to roam the soft curves and smooth skin of your body, like he can see you better if he feels you.
“You like it?” Your voice is expectant and a little breathless.
“Like it? Sweetheart, I love it. You're so fucking beautiful…and I'm gonna to show you just how much I like it right now...” His head dips to lick a long stripe up your throat and your breath catches. You grab onto his broad shoulders to steady yourself.
“Babe, can we try something tonight?” You whisper, ducking your head a little. “I was thinking…that is I…want to…” you trail off, suddenly a little shy.
“You want to what, babe? You can tell me.” He raises his eyebrows as he lifts your chin with his finger, causing you to meet his gaze. “Don’t be embarrassed.”
“Well…I think…” you take his hand and lead him to the bed, pushing him down onto it gently to where he’s leaning against the headboard. “You’re here…and…bend this leg for me?” you say, tapping his right leg, and he obeys, bending it up and placing his foot flat on the bed. “And I want to…” you stop, suddenly shy again.
“You want to what, shy girl? Go on, whisper it in my ear.” Austin smiles, grabbing your hand and pulling you closer, causing you to lean over him, your ample chest in his face. You blush and lean down to whisper in his ear. “I want to ride your thigh…” you bite your lip and pull away, looking at him expectantly. Austin feels the air leave his body for just a moment and his heart starts to beat a little bit quicker. The blush on your cheeks and your timid smile, in contrast with the almost sinful lingerie you have on, does something to him.
“C'mon now, baby, sit on my lap. I won't bite... unless you ask me to,” he murmurs as he nips your bottom lip with his teeth and pulls you in for a heated kiss, grabbing some of your hair in his hands and pulling lightly. You moan and start to unbutton his shirt, as his hands make quick work of his pants. You help him shed his clothing until he’s naked and in position again, his cock straining and standing at attention. You can’t help but lean down to plant a kiss on his pretty pink tip and it waggles in appreciation. You giggle and his cheeks color slightly.
“One more thing,” you say with a chuckle.
“Ok, pretty girl, name it,” he says with laughter in his voice as well.
“Well…I know how much you love my ass. And I was thinking…what if I faced away from you? And we can watch each other in the mirror….” you trail off. Instead of a verbal answer, Austin just growls and pulls you onto his lap so that you’re straddling his thigh and facing away from him, settling his hands on your hips and leaning in to trail little kisses across your back.
“My inventive girl. I'm going to love seeing you this way.” His hands travel up from your hips and grab onto your breasts as he gently pinches your nipples, making you gasp and grind down on his thigh a little. “And seeing you watching me as I watch you...” He bites your shoulder and you grab onto his knee to steady yourself. Austin starts to kiss and nibble your back, his hands sliding up and down your body as he slowly makes his way to your hips again. He grips them tightly, fingers digging into your soft flesh. You let a breath out as you feel his firm thigh beneath you, already pressing against your sensitive clit. His eyes meet yours in the mirror and a heated look passes between you. His face is filled with anticipation and he can see the pleasure you're already feeling.
“Alright, my princess, let's have some fun,” Austin says as he looks at you in the mirror, kissing your earlobe and nibbling that spot just below it to send a jolt through your body. You moan a little as you start to move on his thigh, the friction sending a shockwave through you. You’ve already soaked through the sheer panties you’re wearing, the wetness of the thin material only adding to your pleasure. Austin let’s his eyes travel down your body, stopping at your breasts as he moves his hands to cup them, kneading gently before slipping his fingers inside your bra, toying with your nipples, teasing them into stiff peaks. He pulls your heavy breasts out of the bra completely, gripping one in each of his large hands. Your head arches back and you slide down his thigh, pressing harder, the slickness from your arousal easing your way.
You look at Austin in the mirror, his face clouded with lust and watching yours intently, his hands on your breasts, his hot breath panting heavily in your ear. Your eyes travel to your own face and are surprised to see how fucked out you look - your face is flushed, brows drawn together in concentration and your mouth parted wantonly. Something about seeing you and Austin entwined like this in the mirror sends a rush through you and you start to speed up your movements.
“That’s it, baby girl, just like that. Ride me good and hard. Put me away wet, just how I like it. Leave your cum smeared all over me. Soak me,” he whispers in your ear, his fingers pinching your nipples harder and that’s all you need to break apart, to push yourself that last little bit until you feel the familiar wave crest and wash over you as you come, squeezing your thighs together against his. Austin’s hands keep you from falling forward. Instead, he hauls you back again his chest, settling you in his lap as his arms wrap around you and your head rests on his shoulder, catching your breath.
“Jesus. Austin. That was…” you can’t finish your thought, still coming down from your high.
“Incredible,” he finishes for you, kissing your temple and smoothing the hair back from your forehead. “You trickster, you. Bet you had this whole thing planned, right down to the book you were pretending to read when I got home.” He squeezes your waist lightly, making you jump a little.
“Hey,” you say indignantly, “I never joke about Jane Austen.” You grin at him in the mirror. “But I’m glad I could surprise you, baby. End your day on thigh note,” you tease. He groans at your bad joke.
“Just for that, missy, looks like I’m gonna have to teach you a lesson,” he whispers in your ear, before flipping you over on the bed, pinning you down and tickling you right in your ticklish spot. You yelp and giggle, but there’s no getting away this time.
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Tagging some Austin lovers who might be interested, since I don’t have an official tag list: @elvisabutler @butlersxbirdy @precious-little-scoundrel @jelliedonut @missmaywemeetagain @eliseinmemphis @slowsweetlove @purejasmine @prompted-wordsmith @austinsmutler @klizzie93 @burninlovebutler @steph-speaks @austiebuttbutt @areacodefan @stylespresleyhearted @austinstyles @blurredcolour @richardslady121 @joshuntildawn13
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Mr. Butlers Babysitter
Label mature 18+
Summary
When you began working as a babysitter for Mr. Butler you were immediately taken by his wonderful children and his beautiful Malibu estate, he also paid handsomely. Having worked for celebrities on a referral based system you prided yourself on being professional and discreet for his family.
With Mr. Butler recently divorced having you help him with the children during their weekend visits from their mother was a godsend. After two months his daughter and son adored you to pieces never wanting you to leave. It seemed like a perfect fit.
One fateful evening Mr. Butler puts you in a highly compromising position. One that could ruin your reputation and your livelihood if word got out. You have two choices: Be exploited never to work in the inner circle as a high status celebrity babysitter again. or go along with his perverted plans.
🚨 Depraved Smut 🚨
corruption kink•dubcon•manipulation• humiliation• degradation •naivety •drug use•alchohol use•edging• fingering•coercive sex•condom use•orgasms•yandere
🫦co-writer/smut consultant @burnthheparaphilia
💝Not for my softies: Very corrupt perverted manipulative Austin
My first corruption smut 😭 no idea what I’m doing but was told I would be good at it. This one was pushed to the front of the request due to incessant demand.
There was a HUGE glitch for the delay I could not post it with the ask ☹️ it crashed so many times so I included them here
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Mr. Butlers Babysitter
You were an excellent employee working for Mr. Butler as a babysitter of his two wonderful children. Though he preferred you call him Austin after working two months you still called him Mr. Butler to maintain the professionalism. He was a very famous actor in the early 2020’s. Now in his late thirties he was a full time producer.
He has a beautiful seven bedroom Malibu estate with every luxury perk you could think of. You enjoyed the cliffside drive seeing the ocean on your way to work there.
You would roll down the window and stick your hand out, feeling the ocean breeze hearing the seagulls as the waves crashed against the cliff walls.
You adored his two children Alisa and Daniel. Alisa was 8 years old and full of confidence. She was book smart and excelled in school never once asking for help with of her homework.
His son Daniel was 5 years old, always in imagination land. He was a very picky eater and sometimes you would have to pretend his favorite toy dinosaur would eat his food if he didn’t.
On this evening you and Austin were preparing pizza for the kids in his massive kitchen. He had his own personal brick oven designed to fit the space.
You grated mozzarella as he ladled the tomato sauce. As you sprinkled the cheese on the pizza dough your hands touched.
He smiled at you and replaced the ladle into the tomato sauce before standing behind you and placing his hands on yours showing you exactly how to spread it.
He instructs you gently speaking over your right shoulder “You know how Daniel is with his texture sensitivities if this cheese melts clumped together he won’t eat it” you giggle you totally understand. He slowly releases your hands and watches you work. He gives you a touch of approval on your shoulder before he gets back to ladling the sauce.
There was always a tension in the back of your mind with him. He was very attractive on an unnatural level.
His sandy blonde hair was always maintained in soft waves. His blue eyes had a depth and sincerity that if you stared too long you felt what it meant to get lost.
His jawline and face shape were squared and masculine and his plump lips accentuated his perfectly shaped nose. He was extremely handsome and though he was older he looked and acted so much younger.
Though you found him attractive you had set goals in mind: make money and advance your life. That kept you adamant to remain professional and you also felt so safe and highly valued working for him.
He paid you handsomely, had wonderful children and a beautiful home. You would never ruin this opportunity.
The four of you sat in the back yard that night to watch one of Mr. Butler favorite child hood movies. ‘The Good the Bad and the Ugly.’ It had become routine on Sunday to have movie night before the kids returned to their mothers for the week.
On the enormous hillside yard of his Malibu estate he had a large movie screen and a projector constructed. You all sat under a gazebo enjoying the warm breeze on a plush couch bed with a fire pit infront of it.
Beyond the movie screen you could see the twinkling lights of the city. You rested your head back enjoying the space, he had a very lovely home.
The kids grew restless after only 20 minutes of the slow paced movie but you were able to retrain their attention by asking them questions. “Is that cowboy a good one or a bad one?” you ask as Lee Van Cleefs scowling face took over the screen.
“A bad one!” Alisa yells quickly before her brother answers to prove how smart she is. Daniel’s little face saddens into a pout feeling like he lost. ”I think you’re right Alisa…” you say valuing her effort actually unsure which is the bad one.
You put your hand on Daniel’s little back and comfort him “Daniel look your turn is next! Is that cowboy a good cowboy or an ugly cowboy?” He studies Clint Eastwoods stern face “He looks like a mad cowboy ” he says with his cute voice growling and tiny teeth bared. You and Austin laugh at his adorableness.
“He does looks like a mad cowboy” Austin says assuring him. “Come here little guy sit on daddy’s lap” he motions for Daniel to come and easily picks him up “ah there we go” He says holding Daniel forward facing to watch the movie. He runs his hands through his son’s sandy blonde locks they look almost identical.
“Do you want to do nails? “ Alisa asks you excitedly out of the blue practically bouncing next to you on the couch bed. “Sure if it’s okay with your dad I know it’s getting late“ you admit checking your phone.
She looks to her dad “Plea-a-a-se can I go get my nail kit daddy!“ she pouts with her hands in a prayer. He can’t resist her. “You can get it but you have to be done in less than thirty minutes it’s almost your bed time” he say firmly.
Alisa squeals and you watch as she runs into the house.
Austin’s thumb caresses your shoulder to get your attention. “Look he’s out” he says pointing at little Daniel comfortably resting back in his arms. “Aw look at his little cute face, do you want me to take him up?” You ask gently to be helpful.
He motions his head “No you girls do nails and I’ll sit with him to watch the movie” you agree to the idea just as Alisa comes bounding out of the house with a hot pink nail box kit. She slams it on the flat stone edge of the fire pit.
Austin puts his finger to his lips with a stern face shushing her because Daniel is sleeping. “Sorry daddy” she says to him softly “ I got it “ she says out of breath holding up the kit to you.
She puts the plastic box of nail supplies on the couch bed next to you and pops it open. Pulling out a bottle of hot pink polish “Do my nails this color” she says demandingly but she’s a kid. “If you say please” you sweetly correct her “Please do my nails this color!” She asks with an impatience rising in her voice. You smile and extend your palm to her.
She places her small hand in yours as you brush the color on each of her nails. “and the stickers!” She says pulling out a roll.
You place a sticker of her choice on each nail. She looks them over excitedly “Do you like them?” You ask to make sure she’s a happy client. She jumps up and hugs you tightly around your neck.
The squeeze shocks you and you pat her shoulder tenderly to calm her “Okay honey I’m glad you like them “ you say pretending to sounds like you are being choked and it makes her giggle.
Austin realizes he was so invested in your encounter he wasn’t watching his movie and it’s already been more than thirty minutes. “Okay it’s definitely time to head up” he says carrying a sleeping Daniel as he clicks off all the electronics.
Alisa gathers her nail kit and holds your hand. You all head up stairs to put them in their rooms. Austin heads down the hall to Daniel’s and you head to Alisas.
She does everything on her own in her fully custom princess room. She brushes her teeth, washes, her face and puts on her pajamas before climbing into her canopy bed.
You click on her unicorn night light and click off the main room light ready to head out . “Can you talk to me until I fall asleep” she asks in her soft voice.
It’s a big request because you have classes in the morning and you are tired but you want to bond with her so you pull up a child size hot pink princess throne and sit next to her bed.
“What do you want to talk about hun?” You ask holding her smaller hand in yours and tracing your thumb over her freshly painted hot pink nails.
“Youre not going to leave are you?” She asks with her timid voice. You reassure her “I am going to go to my apartment and then I’ll come back and see you next weekend when your back from your moms” you smile warmly as you tuck a stray hair behind her ear.
Her face suddenly saddens “mommy wants you to make you go away” her eyes brim with tears and her lip pouts as it quivers.
“Aw honey“ you say as you pick her out of bed and place her on your lap. You pet her sandy brown hair and shush her. She begins sobbing against your chest. You pull her face back to look in her eyes. Her face is bright red with tears streaming by this point.
“Alisa honey …aw honey… sometimes people say things they don’t mean.” You wipe her tears. ”You know maybe your mommy is angry because I’m new in your life and she wants to make sure that I’m taking the very best care of you” you pinch her small chin. She still has a sad look in her eyes but she has stopped crying and is now sniffling.
“Mommy is mad because in daddy’s phone she found pictures of you.” she says through her sniffles as she finally starts calming down.
“What kind of pictures“ you ask patting her shoulders comfortingly“
“Like pictures when you bend over?” she admits not sure what it means.
Your face goes bright red not expecting her to say that “Well yes that’s ..um that’s not appropriate how did you find this out sweety ?”You ask out of pure curiosity. “I heard mommy talking to her boyfriend that daddy is a per-vert he takes lots of pictures when you bend over. What is a per-vert?” She asks with an innocent curiosity not knowing the word.
You sigh gaining more information than you ever wanted to know. “How about I tell you a bed time story?” You say to distract her and she nods smiling and snuggles in your arms. You begin to make up one about Princess Alisa and her hot pink unicorn that can fly to her castle in the clouds.
You are never one to pry into the affairs of your clients. You were a baby sitter for another celebrity couple, the Milanos, before his wife packed up and moved back to Italy with their triplets.
You received high recommendations from Mr. Milano to land the job with Mr. Butler due to your discretion and ability to always remain professional.
In the Milano mansion you witnessed several fights. Once Mr. Milano even backing out of his driveway drunk screaming at Mrs. Milano before he crashed into their courtyard fountain.
You took their sobbing triplets inside to avoid them having to watch their parents have another explosive outburst. You brought them to the their enormous playroom and turned on some kids follow along music until they were wiggling and dancing instead of crying.
A word about their issues never left your lips even when the paparazzi berated you with emails and bribes to be a source of information for the infamous impending Milano divorce splashed across every gossip site.
Even as you saw the exorbitant amounts being offered you knew your reputation would be diminished in the elite celebrity circle as a nanny and you’d be scrambling back to a form of lesser employment.
But as you cradled Alisa in your arms you realized this was a completely different scenario on top of the average celebrity family dramatics.
Your first divorced client may actually have a sexual interest in you.
As you finish your story you hold her close comforting her in silence. After a while her body begains to go slack. “I’m going to put you in bed now okay hun?” You say gently and she nods.
You place her in bed and pull her unicorn covers up to her chest. “Promise me you’ll come back”she asks in her sweet sleepy voice trying to keep her eyes open. You reassure her ”yes Alisa I’m coming back” you pet her hand. “Even if my daddy is a per-vert like mommy says?” she asks as your brows furrow at the complication.
“Alisa” Austin’s voice snaps from the doorway. You wonder how long he’s been there as you slightly panic. “You should’ve been asleep a long time ago now it’s very late and you have school in the morning next time I’m not going to let you stay up like this” he says sternly “I’m sorry daddy” Alisa says sleepily.
You interject “Mr. Butler… Austin, sorry it’s my fault the nails, the girl talk bed time story I guess we just got carried away.” You say smiling weakly looking at him with newfound eyes realizing he might have a little naughty photo collection of you in his phone.
He smiles to you “No you're fine I think she just gets really excited having you around I’m going to make sure she goes down. Just wait for me a minute downstairs.” He says as you cross paths. He sits on Alisa’s bedside as you leave the room.
You walk down the hall but slowly enough to listen in and pry. Their voices are muffled but you distinctly hear him in his softest sweetest voice ask her ”Now what were you silly girls talking about in here”
She loves her daddy you know she’s going to rat. You quickly make your way down the stairs through the living room and exit the front of the house.
You enter your car and hold the steering wheel wondering if he’s going to fire you now because his daughters spilled his little secret. “UGHhh!” You exclaim because he pays you four grand just to work weekends every month with the sweetest kids on the planet.
You’ve signed an NDA but that’s still an awkward topic to ignore especially being in close proximity with him, likely complications will arise. You’ll work for him one more weekend and ask him for a recommendation to another high status family.
You look up through the windshield to see Mr. Butler jogging out of his modern glass front estate down to your car. You roll down your window confused. “I thought you left” he says out of breath. “I told you to wait for me downstairs” he says as he reaches into his pocket. “For the overtime” he says handing you a small stack money. Your eyes light up as you accept it.
Counting through a thousand dollars you raise your brow as you look up at him. “Mr. Butler… there’s no way all of this is just for overtime.” He slicks his hand back through his hair looking around to other houses in the distance before he looks back to you with a grin “How about you come in tomorrow on your day off and you make it up to me” he says slyly.
You fold the stack in your hand and bring it to your purse. “Okay if that will make us even” you say matter of factly. He flashes you a charming smile “It’s a date then” he says stepping back from your car “And tomorrow call me Austin” he says as you pull out of the driveway of his estate.
You can’t quite put your finger on it but the whole interaction felt a little off. But maybe he was just nervous about what Alisa may have said to him.
If he needs your help with his sweet kids tomorrow you’re all for it. You turn up the music to play on your way home.
Make It Up to Me
The next day during your morning college course you receive a text from Austin. “Come by at 6:30pm house unlocked” you knit your brow in confusion. Usually you arrive at 10am to help with the kids then it dawns on you it’s a weekday his kids are in school and probably have extracurriculars after so you type in “okay”
After classes you go to the gym and work out for an hour of cardio. You like to stay fit as a baby sitter if a kid can out run you, your toast.
You take your usual Monday cycling class and leave covered in sweat. You shower and open your locker to realize because of the work schedule change you didn’t pack street clothing. You left your apartment wearing your work out gear. Now instead of heading home you’re driving to Malibu.
“Shit” you say finding only a clean pair of black yoga shorts and a sports bra in your locker. “great job “ you murmur to yourself “Wear the skimpiest out fit to your employers house after you find out he probably takes photos of your ass” you roll your eyes at your luck.
Your strait laced thoughts suddenly start to slip as you try to think of when he would take the inappropriate pictures.
There was a time he had you climb a ladder in his storage room to carry down hoolah hoops for the kids. Then proceeded to have you all compete in the living room to see who was the fastest.
You were of course and he readily filmed it as you laughed trying to keep the rhythm of your hips going. His kids had already dropped theirs to the floor and were fumbling and giggling so you stopped to help them.
There was another instance when he installed a boot camp playground for his son before his birthday. He wanted you to test it out with the kids. You guys balanced on beams climbed ropes and had to shimmy on your belly’s under ropes through a sand pit. The low angle he filmed as you crawled didn’t make sense then.
Once somehow Daniel’s nerf football was thrown up into his tree house and the ladder had not been repaired. The kids would be dropped off in an hour and Mr. Butler was adamant you retrieve Daniels nerf football.
He followed you to the yard down the hill to the garden infront of the large tree with the custom house built into its branches. He hoisted you up by cupping and pushing your ass to get you higher. You laughed at the embarrassing way you needed to be helped. You finally wiggled into the tree house, throwing the nerf foot ball down.
You sat on the ledge and Austin gestured you to jump down to him ”please catch me, I don’t have independent health coverage” you joked. “If I break your bones I’ll mend them come to me” he gestured.
You jumped off landing into his arms both falling back onto the grass. His pupils were huge as you stared down at him panting and smiling. You quickly stood up and offered him your hand.
You realize you will definitely have to keep your distance he’s already been trying you.
But you really need this job. It’s saving your life right now he is your highest paying client by far. Your bills are paid your gym membership is renewed and you actually have a savings account.
You begin to wonder if your next employer will treat you as well and pay as much. It’s highly doubtful
You know the kids will be there today and you can leave early with a made up excuse before they fall asleep. Even on weekends you can just plan to leave early every time and should be completely safe.
You search through your locker again trying to find anything to cover you from wearing just sports bra and shorts to his house. You find a zip up black long sleeve jacket to match.
But it’s all form fitting accentuating your ass by covering your top and leaving your legs exposed. You shake your head in annoyance, it will have to do. You don’t have time to head back to because you thrive on being punctual. You tie up your hair in a pony tail and leave the gym.
You drive the route to Mr. Butlers estate with the windows rolled down listing to music. You pull up to his place at around 6:30. You walk in to the grandios living room to find the estate empty. No Austin, no kids, no maid, not anyone.
You reach in your purse and take out your phone texting Mr. Butler. “Where is everyone?” It takes a moment but you see the little dots moving showing he’s typing back. “movie room”. You’ve never been down there before. To make sure it’s not a danger zone you text him back “kids with you?” You await his response there isn’t one.
After a moment he finds you in the living room and smiles as he sees you “It felt kind of weird texting you and were in the same house…” his voice trails off seeing what your wearing
You tug down your sleeve and clutch you purse closer to your body “Sorry it’s unprofessional of me I know but I’ve never been here during a weekday and I forgot to pack the extra clothing.“
He makes a hmm sound looking you over in amusement “You must work out a lot to have legs like that” he compliments and your face flushes. “Don’t be shy about it” he says grinning as he walks by you to the kitchen.
He’s wearing sweats and a black tee but youve always eyed he’s in very good shape himself. He pulls a bottle of wine tucking it under his arm and pulls two Reidel glasses out. “Come watch a movie with me” he says innocently. “Mr. Butler..I mean Austin, with all do respect I can’t.” He eyes you mischievously. “You believe everything an eight year old tells you?” Your face flushes Alisa totally ratted to her daddy.
He has a knowing smile that you return because how did Mr. Butlers ex-wife even have access to his phone?
Maybe Alisa’s mom had it wrong, sometimes moms exaggerate to their kids to villainize daddy. Austin seems very kind.
He motions you to join him and this time you follow him down the stairs to the movie room. He pushes open the doors with his back and it opens to a theater space with five rows of black custom movie couches, it’s a small amphitheater.
“Holy fuck” you say before covering you mouth cursing infront of a client. Your previous clients the Milanos movie theater fails in comparison to this.
Along the back wall he has framed posters of every movie he’s starred in. You begin walking along and inspecting each one.
He approaches you from behind and hands you a glass of wine. “Oh thank you … but I’m not allowed to drink, well I’m legally not allowed to drink until next year .” you smile shyly as your face flushes. The way he stares at you in disbelief makes you feel awkward “You’ve never even had a drink?” He asks lowering his tone.
You tuck your hair behind your ear feeling the heat rising to your face as you try to explain.
“Well I was always honor roll and very goal oriented, not much time for friends. Then I got accepted to a great college on a scholarship. My room and board is paid by it so I really only have time to do my course work, workout ,and come to your house Mr. Butler. From what I can see, drinking kind of makes people wild and crazy and dumb anyway it never really interested me.”
He smiles “Well maybe they are drinking hard liquor this is wine, it’s not instant like a shot, it takes a while to build in your system“
You pry more “if hard liquor makes you crazy, what does wine feel like?” You ask intrigued.
“Mmm like a really mellow mood, no more stress no more anxiety you can just be yourself.” He smiles.
You mull it over staring into the red liquid, thinking about how anxious you are waiting for his kids to get here already. Maybe just a glass. You lift it to sip and he gestures you not to.
“This is a nice bottle when you drink you have to cheers to something.” He proclaims.
“Oh..” you say not familiar with drinking customs. Your mind draws a blank. His eyes squint for a minute until he catches a thought “To a great working relationship” he says and it makes you smile and cheers him clinking glasses then taking a drink. He rests his glass down “You really are phenomenal the kids adore you by the way”. He admits.
You both look over at his Elvis movie poster you have been standing in front of. “You ever seen this?” He asks because of your age. “No I haven’t are you good in it?” He nearly snorts his wine as he takes a sip. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. “I almost won an Oscar” He exclaims profoundly. ”That’s what we’re gonna watch then” he says leaving you to set everything up in the theater.
He sits center mid row and you sit next to him on the black custom theater couch putting your purse on the table rest of your seat.
You wait as he finds the film in his catalogue with his universal remote then dims the lights. The theater is completely dark and silent.
He refills your wine glass as the credits start. It’s a very haunting Elvis melody. Followed by a montage of him dressed as Elvis. Finally you see him “Wow you look so different with black hair, you say but the theater has surround sound speakers.
He can’t quite hear you so he turns the volume down. You begin divulging too much feeling a bit dizzy ”Oh Mr. Butler no I don’t want to ruin the movie you don’t have to turn it down I was just saying you look so different with black hair it really brings out your eyes. You have very pretty blue eyes” you say staring at him a little too long in the dim lighting.
You wonder why you are suddenly turned on and shake the thought from your head. He listens to your tipsy rambling and smirks refilling your glass. “I’ve seen this movie over a dozen times I’d rather hear you talk honestly” he admits glancing over at you affectionately.
The movie continues to play at a lower volume the bright flashing colors and lights are a dizzying spectacle to your eyes.
Him wearing green, him wearing pink, him jiggling his dick on the screen. “Wait what?” You exclaim. As you sit up he laughs. “I swear I just saw! Oh!! You did it again” you rest back in your chair wondering why you are becoming wet.
The movie continues and you are fully invested in every word he says. His southern drawl is resonating in your ears.
He pours you a glass one more time as the Trouble scene comes on smiling to himself. When the scene shows him on stage you are already labored breathing because he looks so good in eyeliner. As he begins to sing and then dance on the sceeen you audibly gasp.
Why is it so sexual isn’t this the 50s? You watch as he kneels and rises from the floor as women in the audience on screen reach for his cock“ holy fuck “ you say out loud as you pant heavily.
You wonder if he can really do that… inside of you. You squirm in your seat too heavily aroused “Fuck Mr. Butler.. I mean Austin” you say a little slurred and he pauses the movie on the scene when he’s in the cop car.
“Mr.B- -Austin I didn’t eat and I worked out and I had the wine and now I feel really weird…oh god!” you exclaim standing up from the couch “The kids what time is it!”
He stands with you and watches as you try to steady your balance. “The kids aren’t coming” he admits. “What?!” You exclaim louder than you intended trying to focus your eyes feeling like they are vibrating.
“The kids aren’t coming because it’s a week day” he says looking at you as if you got the plans wrong.
You go over in your mind how he handed you the money and you try to remember his exact words ‘Come on your day off and make it up to me’ you realize he wants you to make it up sexually. You take a step back “Oh god Mr. Butler” —-“ Austin” he interjects
You take another step back “Mr. Austin I can’t - - ” he cuts you off again “just -Austin” he says.
Your back hits the wall behind you in a pathetic attempt to avoid his alluring aura. He places his hands to the wall on either side of your head cornering you and standing so closely you can smell his cologne.
“I tried luring you in so many ways but you were just so professional you never relaxed your guard around me. But I finally figured out how to loosen you up.” He says with a smile.
He stares into your eyes with a burning intensity wanting to watch your reaction as he admits it
“A pinch of ecstasy in a full glass of wine.” He smirks
“What!” You exclaim in shock that he’s already drugged you. He smiles “A good girl like you wouldn’t even know what was happening to her.” He confesses with an alluring smile.
He lowers his head next to your ear “Why do you think you’re having so much fun?” he whispers to you as a strange sensation falls over your body.
He smiles against your ear and hovers his mouth over your neck fanning your sensitive skin as he speaks "You didn't leave me another way to have you.....it’s a shame I had to make it this way." He says as he licks his tongue in a trail along your neck.
You go weak and cover with chills as he starts to kiss and suck your neck making your body begin to tingle all over especially between your legs. It suddenly makes sense why the movie colors were so vivid and you felt shocks to your core that made you wet every second he was on screen.
You have fallen in to his trap.
Your breathing increases and you weakly put your hands on his firm chest trying to stop him but it's in vain. You can't fight the effect he has over you. The wine and the ecstasy make you completely surrender his touch, you want more of him as he wants more of you.
He reaches his hand between your legs and presses his fingers against your pussy. It radiates pulses of pleasure throughout your entire body. A small moan escapes your lips. “Your fucking soaked “ he says looking at his wet fingertips.
You grab his hand placing it back to your aching pussy wanting him to touch you more you are craving it but he smirks.
He brings his hand up to your throat placing it gently there instead gazing directly into your eyes knowing he has complete control to pervert you to his wishes.
“I never took a good girl Ike you to be such a slut” he teases and you whimper. “Go on beg your boss to touch you like a slut“ he commands. You slowly muster up the words “please… touch me”
You feel his hard cock press across your thighs instead making your core clench
“Is that what you want?" He asks leaning in to suck onto your neck again. “Yes! Please Mr.Butler touch me” your desperate tone makes his cock harder.
"What did I tell you about my name?" He asks rubbing his hand against your pussy. His touch sends shocks of pleasure radiating through your body distracting you from saying his name. "A-Austin!!" you finally cry out.
"You’re so cock drunk you can't even form words" he says smiling in amusement as he kisses his way up your neck to your lips. He takes you into an erotic kiss gaining instant access to your wanting mouth. He glides his tongue in and twirls it against yours while devouring your lips. He pulls you from the wall back into the aisle and pushes you down on the couch breaking his kiss and making you lay flat.
He holds your legs up pulling the band of your shorts to peel them off of you with your panties, leaving you half naked.
He climbs on top of you settling between your legs. His eyes are full of lust as you see them roam your body. He slowly unzips your jacket exposing your body in your sports bra. "Fuck you look incredible" he says trailing his hand down your stomach.
His left hand hooks his thumb into your sports bra pulling it up enough to let your tits out of their confinement. He gets his phone out of his pocket and takes a photo with flash.
You turn away as it hurts your sensitive eyes. Any dignity you had left was shattered as soon as he took the compromising photo. “Please delete it Austin!” you beg him with your entire career on the line if he shows anyone."Delete it?” He smirks “No, I’m gonna use it blackmail you into doing whatever I desire, and if you deny me it’ll be posted anonymously so everyone will know what a slut you really are” he confesses. “Austin please I’ll do what ever you say please don’t post the photo” you beg him almost in tears the photo would ruin you.
He smiles and squeezes one of your full tits then the other. He tugs at your nipples making you gasp “Our little secret then” He says enamored, he finally has you at his mercy.
Suddenly you feel him slowly sink two of his fingers in your tight cunt. He starts to pump them in pulling against a hard ridge inside that makes your hips buck up ."Austin!" you moan out as he sends shock of pleasure all over your body.
Your core gets tighter as he continues to finger you massaging your tight walls. You are heavily panting feeling the release of so many endorphins firing at once from the ecstasy.
Austin notices the way your legs tremble as your walls flutter against his fingers you’re going to cum. He increases his pace enjoying his wet knuckles smacking against your folds as you moan.
"Austin please don't stop!" you plead as you start to climax. He places his other hand across your pelvis pressing down and using his thumb to circle your clit.
You are high pitched moaning with your core so tight it feels like it will snap “cum for me “he commands and you clutch his wrist feeling how he shoves his finger inside of you as your orgasm.
You deeply moan as sparks explode in your core and radiate through your body. He continues to finger you into aftershock until your back arch’s from the couch as you cry out for him . Then he slows to a stop.“ I know I know” he says cooing at you as he caresses your jaw. It was an intense orgasm you are panting and shivering trying to regain your breath. You rest your head back on the couch in a daze.
The ecstasy in your system has increased your arousal to its peak you have lost all control over your body.
You watch Austin pull a condom from his pocket and tear it open. He reaches in the band of his sweats and releases his thick cock. "oh god..." you say in a shock because he is so well endowed
"Such a slut for letting your new boss fuck you like this" He says as he smiles at you. He presses the condom to the head of his cock and carefully rolls it down his shaft. He sees you eyeing his every movement. "Just a condom on the first time. In the application you sent in it said you are not on birth control, but we’re gonna fix that" he confesses.
Your eyes widen in shock as you whimper. You gave up so much information on your hiring form most that didn’t even pertain to the job. He knows: What college you go to, where your parents live, all of your social media handles, even your time of the month, among so many other things. He has it all thought out and trapped you officially.
“When Mr. Milano referred you to me, I was shocked he’d ever give you up , but with his divorce… no more kids no more babysitter.” He smiles “You were the hottest thing I’d ever seen. The picture he sent of you innocently smiling in your tennis outfit at his house.I pleasured myself to your photo right there at my bathroom sink.” He gazes lustfully between your legs “and now I finally get to try your sweet pussy”
You let out a moan as he settles between your legs and parts your thighs wider. He rests his chest to yours and aims his cock for your entrance. As he penetrates you grip his shoulders and cry out from the piercing of his size.
"MMm my good girl taking my cock so well..-fuck-..your so tight" he says as you gasp for air feeling the stretch. He slowly makes you take every inch of him until it’s too painful "it’s too much A-austin! Too m-much!!" you plead as your eyes well with tears and your nails dig into his shoulders.
You don't think you can handle it as you start to feel how big his cock is. "Be a good girl and take it all for me" he says as he trusts himself deep sinking in all the way to your core. Your back arcs but no sound escapes your throat from the pain as the ecstasy amplifies it.
He works into you your stunned body at a gentle pace “Don’t worry pretty girl…the pain will subside … and you will like it "he reassures you and plants kisses on your neck to distract you as he thrusts into you stretching your tight walls. After a moment his words are true the pain transforms into pleasure and he hears your sweet moans in his ears.
He puts his left hand on your hip increasing his thrusts pushing his deepest to hit your cervix. He turns your head exposing the other side of your neck to kiss and suck your most vulnerable spot creating a bruise.
He pins your hands above your head and tilts his hips thrusting at a deeper angle and increasing your moans. His hips begin smacking into yours as you cry out on each one of his thrusts.“ Austin I’m so closel” you admit in passion.“Gonna make you cum with me” he breaths. He increases his speed until he’s wracking your body with his plows. “I’m gonna cum!” You yell making his cock twitch. He groans as he pumps you full of his seed. He grips your shoulders for leverage and pushes even deeper. You both moan in unison as you orgasm.
He finishes panting heavily above you staring into your eyes. He is thoroughly satisfied and already wants to feel every ridge of your walls without a condom.
You look back up at him as you regain your breath, it was the best sex you ever had. “I’m gonna pull out now” he says and you nod as he slides his shaft back until his cock head slips out. You both moan from the loss of contact. He slowly stands from the couch and pulls the condom off of his cock until it snaps. He fixes his sweats and discards the condom in a lined bin.
You quickly find your panties and your shorts and pull them back on then you stand and zip up your sports jacket. Austin raises the lights to brighten the room as he turns all the other settings in the movie theater off with his universal remote. “Earlier when you mentioned you didn’t eat I wanted to feed you. Can I feed you now” He asks over his shoulder.
You collect your purse. “No I think I’ll just go home.” You say nervously. He turns to look at you then.
“I want you to stay” he offers but you shy away “Austin I have classes in the morning I really wasn’t planning for …all of this”
He approaches you slowly tucking his finger under your chin. He sees in your eyes you are too drunk to even leave his estate.
He smirks knowing you’ll have to stay the night and he’s going to enjoy you again and again. He also has something he can give you that will always get his way with you.
“How much do I owe you for baby sitting me then” he asks slyly looking away to retrieve his phone. He opens the app to transfer money directly to your account. He leaves the number space blank as he hands it to you.
You look up at him knowing it was the best sex of your life but the way he corrupted the situation and controls you with it. You decide to go all in, typing in the number you want and handing it back to him. Double your monthly salary.
His eyes light up in amusement and he immediately hits send. You are well worth it. He wants you more and he quickly thinks of a way to get you to stay during the week.
Your phone alerts the transfer is complete and your stomach jumps in excitement looking at the amount in your banking app. He smiles seeing how happy you are.
As your eyes meet he gazes at you lustfully “For that amount you’ll have babysit me for the rest of the week then.” He admits.
End
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BLUE VELVET
(Elvis x Reader)
summary: After a heated argument with Elvis you hand his engagement ring back and head to Vegas where he finds you once again though this time it's followed by an overwhelming rollercoaster of events as you live on to tell your story with the king
A/N: Hii This is my first fic and I hope you all enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing this first part. I have ideas flowing through my head DAILY so I was like why not get into writing yk? I wanna be able to write more of this story because I just have so much to think about it. This part is a bit boring but plz bare with me because the next chapter will be so much better I swear! I plan to have smut in this story so look out for that?!? but yeah enjoy!!!
Fandom/character - ELVIS
Fem!Reader, NOTPROOF READ
TW: Cursing, Brief Mentions of alcohol/Drinking, Brief mention of death (kinda?), typical Elvis things ofc , LET ME KNOW IF MORE
If you want a better view of how the reader is I recommand listening !!!
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Vegas, 1969
Click, and The flash goes off on the camera that's shooting you getting every angle Click and again. You like to make sure the photographer gets every piece of you to show off the gorgeous curves you have been saving.
After handing back an engagement ring from Elvis Presley you left and became a serious actress in Las Vegas you have made it your Home. You made yourself a home in the biggest suite at the only international hotel. You were quite a big deal here. You decided it was time to make a name for yourself instead of just being Elvis’ girl and being no one. You thought acting would do you well for now since you were only starting. It's been only a year since you started but you already have your face plastered on magazines and movie posters. It would be overwhelming at times but you learned to enjoy it quickly with all the gifts and treatment you would give yourself.
The fame has indeed made you happy until the storm of loneliness hits you like a truck. Money can buy you happiness but only temporarily, you’ve been missing the touch and feel of a man since your last love. You’re starved for affection really, as dumb as it sounds all you craved was the potential marriage you had left behind.
Your thoughts cave into you at once hitting you fast. The bright studio lights feel as if they are 10x brighter than before hitting you in all directions. You then hear your photographer shout and your photoshoot is all wrapped up in seconds “Alright we’re all set for today Ms. Y/L/N” your photographer says while putting his camera to the side. “Thank you” You flash him a quick smile not being a big talker even though you're an actress. You wrap yourself up with the robe left for you and walk toward your dressing room.
Once you reached your dressing room you walk in with a cold breeze of air hitting you like you just walked into heaven itself. You race for your chair that's waiting for you by your giant vanity and are in a rush to take off your heels that have been killing you all day you just could not stand heels anymore. Now that they were finally off you reach for the box of makeup wipes that were sitting by the gigantic vanity mirror next to all your essentials.
You grab a small wipe and gently start rubbing your face off any unnecessary makeup that was needed for the shoot, but you leave your eyeliner untouched. You were quite known for having eyeliner most of the time you were just so fascinated by the way it was worn. Elvis had taught you how to do eyeliner when you first met him and have been doing it ever since, it was just so beautiful to you.
After wiping away almost any makeup left you grabbed the closest wine glass you could find which was by the mini wine fridge you had installed yourself under your vanity dresser. You were quite proud of yourself for that! You reached down to grab the glass and the old wine bottle almost empty sitting on the floor and poured yourself what was left. You made your way to a black velvet couch that was sitting in the middle of the room and made yourself comfortable. You flicked on the television and flickered through the channels til you found a soothing romance movie that was playing, you decided to just go with that. You managed to finish the wine after the first 10 minutes of watching and placed your empty glass on the black marble coffee table.
After a couple of hours had gone by you were awakened by a loud knock on your door “Who is it?” you shouted “Its me Y/N, now open this gawd damn door!” hearing the voice you knew exactly who it was
You got up from the couch and ran over to the door to open it and see it was your best friend Ana.
You and Ana became friends way before you and Elvis got engaged, she actually was a wife of jerry schilling a member of the Memphis mafia, she eventually helped you move to Vegas and get yourself involved in the movie industry.
“Whats brings you to this fine place of mine, Princess Ana” you say twirling around showing her your dressing room
“Well, I came here to invite ya to a show tonight!” Ana said with a smile poking through her
“Oh, really, and who could possibly be performing” you say turning around to grab yourself a snack of a banana with a nice whip of peanut butter.
“Egh-uh- Just a local band, they were invited by the international!” Ana spat out with a stutter
You turned back around to her with a small side eye
“hmm alright, ill go, under one condition!”
“Anythin’ Darlin” Ana shook her head and through her hands up in a pleading pose
“Drinks on you” you took a bit of your banana
“Oh I knew you were going to say that, don’t worry it's all on international tonight” she gave you a wink and quickly made her way out
“Oh and don’t forget, the shows are at 7:30!” and she was gone
A couple of hours had gone by since
Realizing the time, you dropped peanut butter on your gorgeous robe “Shiet” you whispered shuffling into your closet. You shift through your hangers and the many costumes that just stayed there hanging.
After a few minutes of shifting back and forth you landed on a blue velvet mini-dress it was strapless and perfect for the night it came with a pair of blue velvet gloves. You quickly grabbed them and rushed out of your closet to get dressed and ready, you slipped on the mini dress, it fit perfectly around your curves and complemented your breasts.
You went to your vanity and added a beautiful dark red lip and enhanced your black mole above your lip, you decided to add a small lash to be just a bit dramatic, and you then went to fix your hair that sat in a long bouffant on your head. After adding the finishing touches you slipped on your blue gloves and grabbed your clutch and headed out the door. It was already 7:00 pm by the time you were done getting ready, the show started at 7:30 so you felt in no rush. For now at least.
Walking through the studio you headed out the front and there was a black Cadillac waiting for you to take you back to the international.
Press was already swarmed by ur side trying to get every angle of you, FLASH CLICK FLASH CLICK you hear as you walk through smiling and waving as a driver opens your door for you. Grabbing onto the handle you pushed yourself inside and landed on the tan seats of the Cadillac then giving the press a blown kiss and closed the door. The driver sped away into the next lane and on the road to the hotel.
You stare out the window watching the lights pass in streams, this was one thing you loved about being in Vegas, the lights were something to absolutely die for.
While pulling to the front of the hotel the sign of the international hotel beams in front of you...
‘INTERNATIONAL bill miller presents… ELVIS’
The driver finally made it to the hotel and opened your door, you placed one foot on the floor and hopped out, you grabbed your clutch that was sitting right next to you. You started making your way toward the front while the press was forming once again, you were smiling and waving while people were handing you pictures of yourself to sign.
While signing pictures you landed on a picture of you and Elvis together next to his pink Cadillac, he had his hand wrapped around your waist and a cigar in another, both of you smiling. You felt as though people still considered you together. You quickly signed it and handed it back to whoever it came from, you rushed inside and made your little way to the showroom where every wall had a picture of Elvis plastered on it.
Walking into the room it was already very dim since it was mere minutes before the man of the hour would appear, the room was filled with many small tables and booths for its size. The tables were covered in a white satin tablecloth and had small candles with bowls of champagne submerged in ice, the tables were set for a big night ahead of them.
You were already late so you tiptoed through the crowd that was already in place, you saw Ana sitting at one of the booths straight in the middle with the best view of the small stage. Slowly making your way to the table you rushed to take your seat next to her.
“Thought you stood me up sugar,” Ana said with a side eye followed by a smirk “Oh me? Never dear,” you said while grabbing the champagne out of the ice.
“A band Ana? I didn’t know the Band was ELVIS!?” you said while facing Ana nursing her drink
“Listen Y/N it's been years you’re in the clear trust me,” she said with a smile plastered across her face excited to see the show that was about to take place
You hadn't seen Elvis since the night you two got into a fight and you handed his ring back to him. You felt all the feelings you could feel run straight through you, you were about to see the man whose heart you shattered and never saw again.
You couldn’t help but feel guilty, what he thinks of you if he saw you? All the feelings that had rushed through you when he appeared.
There he was, the beautiful man you once loved and would’ve just about anything for. Elvis walked onto the stage greeting the crowd, he was dressed in a black herringbone suit with a dark blue satin scarf tied around his neck. He walked out holding his signature guitar and a beautiful smile on his face.
Due to your best friend's horrible choice of seating, it wasn’t long before Elvis looked your way and quickly recognized who you were.
You gave him a warm smile and a little wave hoping he wouldn’t hate you, but you saw his nervousness fade away when a smile started to appear across his lips. You felt a small relief in your chest as you saw the light in his eyes twinkle while looking in your direction, you shifted in your seat getting yourself comfortable for the show
He started the show with introductions then slowly made his way into suspicious minds, you could tell this was his favorite by the way he was moving, he was so charismatic and you could feel yourself falling in love with him once again. After a couple more songs Love me tender finally started to play, surprisingly you saw Elvis starting to kiss every fan in the front row of the stage.
Love me tender
Love me sweet
Never let me go
You have made my life complete
And I love you so
While singing Elvis walked down the steps to the side of the stage and made his way to the line of booths that you were sitting at, he started to kiss every girl that was within them.
Love me tender
Love me true
All my dreams fulfilled
For my darlin' I love you
And I always will
Elvis quickly approaching your booth would every so often pick his head up and check to see if you were still in the seat he saw you in or even if he was even dreaming.
You felt your body go hot, your hands were gathering sweat in them as you were watching him approach you. Your heart was galloping as fast as a horse in a derby race, waiting for his touch.
He finally reached your table and slowly lowered the microphone he was holding singing the end of love me tender, he bent over the large round table and quickly latched his lips on yours. The feel of his pillow lips was so warming, he kissed you as if you were engaged again.
He finally pulled away and with the microphone low he whispered a small request that you couldn’t quite hear after having the beating of your heart ringing in your ears.
He walked his way back towards the stage turning back around to give you a small smile.
After another hour the end of the show finally arrived, and you were quite tired and ready to leave.
Slowly sliding out of the booth you grabbed your clutch and stood to face Ana.
“You’re not leavin’ are ya?” Ana says with a frustrated tone in her voice
“I'm a bit worn out Ana and it's late,” you said rubbing your head a bit
“Oh don’t say that! You can't tell me that kiss from Elvis didn’t wake ya?! I saw you turn redder than a tomato” Ana chuckles at you “ooo redder than a tomato” mocking Ana's voice
“c’mon now we're invited to the after party!” she says as she grabs your arm guiding you out of the showroom...
Your heart flutters at the fact you might see Elvis again, but you're truly scared to talk to him. Your mind turns into a little schoolgirl when you think of him but you can't help it.
After Ana had led you into the main hall of the hotel you see the showroom start to slowly empty out and into a backroom full of actors and actresses to see their king
You and Ana follow the crowd into the back which its crowded and full of people, the room has a large bar on the side and a large red curved couch taking up most of the space.
“Now this is what I call a show Y/N!” Ana shouts before vanishing into the crowd.
‘What a crook, guess ill have to keep me busy’ you think
Only a few minutes in and you have already lost your talkative and only friend, you head straight to the bar in hopes to cheer yourself up from the night you have encountered already.
“ ‘scuse me?” you says waving your hand to the bartender “Hi, May I please have a whiskey, on the rocks”
“Of Course Ms. Y/L/N” the bartender says spinning around to get to work
You turn back around facing the crowd crossing your legs to keep decency, you peer around to make sure no Elvis Presley is in your sight.
Elvis, just hearing or thinking of his name sent a lump in your throat, almost as if someone was choking you to death.
The love you felt for Elvis was almost... Unreal? It would hurt then times it felt good, he was the love of your life but you weren’t ready to face him not just yet...
Lost in thought you hadn't even noticed the bartender trying to get your attention, “Ms. Y/L/N? Ms. Y/L/N?” the bartender repeated.
Looking over your shoulder “Oh my goodness I apologize I was completely lost in thought”
“No problem it's normal for me almost every day!” the bartender said with a chuckle
You giggle as you grabbed the glass and turned back around but as soon as you turn you are met with a chest directly in front of you
“Ugh-” you let out a small yelp “I'm so sorry I can't seem to get myself together toda-” you stop dead in your sentence to look up and see Elvis towering directly in front of you
“Hello, Honeybee”
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70 Gifs for Austin Butler as Will Ohmsford from the Shannara Chronicles
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septembersghost · 1 year
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Austin for the Sydney Morning Herald
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callumsgirl · 2 months
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Good Morning, Fellas!
I‘m ready for the weekend, it’s needed. Buck and Bucky needs a break too. So I‘ll write a little one shot about them, where they will stay at a hotel in London and enjoy each others company.
Lazy mornings, laying in bed, half naked and always just a fingertip away from being turned on and losing theirselves in each others kisses and touches..
You are ready for it? 🔥
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rebelontheroad · 2 months
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Nel tanto atteso sequel di Dune, Austin Butler si è guadagnato il plauso unanime per la sua straordinaria interpretazione nel ruolo dell'antagonista. Uscito oggi al cinema, il film ha già catturato l'attenzione degli spettatori e dei critici, con particolare enfasi sulla performance di Butler.
Le recensioni sono unanime nel lodare l'interpretazione di Butler, sottolineando la sua capacità di catturare lo spettatore con una presenza scenica magnetica. La sua performance è stata descritta come una delle migliori del suo genere, confermando il talento e la versatilità dell'attore.
Le recensioni sottolineano la sua eccellenza, confermando Butler come uno degli attori più promettenti della sua generazione.
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ab4eva · 10 months
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‘If It’s The Beaches’
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Summary: A moonlit beach stroll on your vacation with Austin leads to you taking control, which you don’t often do.
Warnings: NFSW 18+, smut with little to no plot, established relationship, language, slightly subby Austin, light dom/sub dynamics, sex-ish in the ocean, biting, marking, titty sucking, slipin’ & slidin’ (as Marina calls it - aka, riding each other without actual p in v), fluff.
Author’s note: Guys, I don’t often write just pure smut but…this came to me and I had to write it. Eeee, I’m a little meh and shy about it, but I hope you enjoy. Also, they’re in the ocean at night and that is scary to me but I don’t make the rules.
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When Austin told you he wanted to take you away for a relaxing getaway, you had no idea it would be halfway across the world, to a sun-kissed bungalow with your own private beach. You’d spent the last few days doing everything and nothing - reading, snorkeling, napping, swimming and fucking. Lots of fucking. Sometimes it was lazy, when he kissed you awake in the morning as he climbed on top of you, his heavy weight a familiar blanket as you opened your legs to wrap him in your warmth. Sometimes it was desperate - fast and hard and wild, leaving both of you shaking, sweating, out of breath. Sometimes it was playful, sometimes intense - but it was always full of love. Now, you take Austin’s hand, slowly meandering down the path to the beach, smiling as you look over at him. His thumb rubs a slow circle on the inside of your wrist, sending an electric chill through you.
“A little swim sounds really good right about now,” he murmurs, and you can hear the smile in his voice, the wind carrying his words toward you in the night. After your lazy and relaxing beach day, you’re feeling a little playful, a little mischievous - possibly spurred on by the drinks you had with your picnic supper, or maybe the salty air, or the steady crash of the waves. Whatever it is, it bubbles up in you without warning.
“Last one in the water has skinny dip!” You suddenly say with grin as you take off in a sprint towards the ocean without a backwards glance, your long hair flying out like a ribbon behind you.
“Oh, it’s on baby…you better run!” He yells as he takes off behind you, his long legs giving him a slight advantage, and he passes you easily, grinning cheekily as his teeth flash white in the moonlight. He hears you laughing behind him as you speed up, reaching out your hand to grab the back of his shirt, tugging him backwards a little. “Hey, no fair!” He huffs out a laugh as you pass him and he playfully slaps your butt. You let out a yelp and run faster, giggling as you make it to the water a second before he does. You whoop and holler, dancing, triumphant in your victory and Austin splashes you a little, both of you out of breath. You squeal and splash him back as he gathers you in his arms, pressing you to his chest.
“You’re a little cheater, you know that,” he says with an amused smirk, peppering your cheek with tiny kisses and tightening his arms around your waist, slowly kissing his way down your neck. Your head falls back to allow him better access and a shiver runs through you. It takes all of your willpower to pull away.
“Uh uh, you’re not distracting me this time. A bet’s a bet, Butler.” You smirk as you place your hands on his chest, pushing a little to break free. Your hands settle on your hips as you raise an eyebrow. “Strip.”
“You look like the cat that got the cream, babe. Could you be a little less smug about it,” he says teasingly, his eyes glittering in the dark as he undoes his shirt at an agonizingly slow pace, one button at a time. He walks towards you, the soft shush of the waves lulling you both as you stand in the ocean with nothing but the stars overhead and the moon in the sky to light up the water. He lets his shirt fall from broad shoulders and tosses it ashore, continuing his slow stalk towards you. You walk backwards, never letting him quite catch up. He hooks his fingers in his swim trunks and stops, his eyes roaming languidly down your body and back up again in the most sensual eye fuck you’ve ever seen from him. You can barely breathe as he takes a step towards you, and then another. You’re frozen to the spot, his eyes pinning you to the soft sand beneath the shallow water.
“Help me?” he says innocently, biting his bottom lip. The moonlight is bouncing off the waves and sliding it’s way through his golden locks and you think he’s the most gorgeous thing you’ve ever seen. You walk towards him, your hands sliding up the smooth planes of his chiseled body the moment you reach him. You press yourself into him, crushing your breasts against his hard chest, your nipples pebbled against the cold, his warmth spreading through you like wildfire. His eyes wander leisurely from your face to your slightly heaving chest where your new swimsuit is doing a fantastic job of showing off your assets. His eyes snap back up to yours as he gently grasps your hand and pulls it to his waist, settling it on his ass. You squeeze a handful and pull him into you, your hips slowly grinding against his, surprised at just how hard he already is. A sharp inhale is the only indication you’ve hit your mark.
“Oh really?” you say with a coy smile, tilting your head to lick a deliberate stripe up his neck, feeling him shiver. “Baby boy needs some help? Needs me to take care of him?” you purr as you bite his neck gently.
“You're perfect, you know that?” he whispers, his mouth against your hair, his fingers tangling in your waves. “I love how you just take control like this. You should do it more often, babe.” He lets out a little moan as you bite his neck again, a little harder this time.
The sound of his moan makes your heart speed up, it shoots lightning straight to your core, it makes your pussy clench and flutter around nothing. You grasp his chin in your fingers and pull his head down to look in your eyes. “Babe? I think you mean ma’am, don’t you baby boy?” you say as you suck the soft flesh of his neck into your mouth and bite down a little harder than before, licking the spot gently when you let go, admiring the slight bruise you can see beginning to form.
“Gonna let everyone know you’re mine. You belong to me,” you say breathlessly.
His lidded eyes burn right through you and you momentarily second guess yourself, second guess this game you’re playing. You’re not used to taking control, being the dominant one but it somehow feels right in this moment. His plump mouth quirks up in a half smile as he lowers his lips, pressing them gently to yours.
“Please, baby..I mean ma’am,” he whispers between kisses, taking in a ragged breath, his deep voice dropping even lower. “I should have known better than to forget that...”
You smirk again, kissing him hard as you tug his swim trunks down, they fall to his ankles with a splat and he kicks them to the shore. He smiles against your lips and his nimble fingers reach around your back, untying your bikini top before hurriedly tugging down your bottoms. You cling to him as you step out of them, never breaking the kiss. You can feel him growing more excited by the minute and your grab his ass again, pulling him into you and grinding your hips into his hard cock, more urgently this time, your wet, naked bodies gliding against one another. Your arms wrap around his broad shoulders as you kiss your way across his face, paying special attention to each freckle in the constellation that dots his cheek, before sucking his earlobe into your mouth and biting down gently, causing a groan to rumble through his chest and reverberate into yours.
“God, that feels so good,” Austin rasps, his hot breath tickling your neck, his lips finding your ticklish sweet spot just below your ear, pulling a shiver from your body as you press closer into his.
“Yeah? You like that?” you murmur, kissing your way down his body, nipping little bites as you go and running your nails down his chest and across his nipples. He sucks in a hiss through his teeth and you do it again, admiring the feel of his heaving chest and the way his stomach curls in on itself.
“You know exactly how to make me feel good, don't you?” His fingers tangle in your hair again, tugging gently, making your scalp tingle deliciously as his mouth devours every possible inch of your salty skin.
“Just let yourself go, baby…” you breathe, as your arms encircle his neck and you can feel his muscles rippling just below the surface as he lifts you up, his large hands cradling your bottom as you wrap your legs around his narrow waist and kiss him again, biting his bottom lip as you pull away. He moans and you feel yourself gush a little, your familiar slick mixing with the salt water and coating his stomach as he carries you a little further into the water, the soft waves crashing around your thighs.
“Do you know what you're doing to me right now? Are you trying to kill me?” Austin says in a strained voice, all the blood rushing to his cock while it takes all of his strength to keep you both upright. You dig your heels into his butt, using the strength of your thighs to slide up and down against his stomach, delicious friction against your throbbing clit causing you to whimper a little. You grasp a handful of his hair and pull his head back so you can look into his unfocused eyes, an unspoken request. A command. He knows what you need without asking and dips his head to your breast, his tongue slowly circling your chilled nipples, causing them to harden even more into stiff buds. He delivers little kitten licks to each one, his darkening eyes never leaving yours. You pull his hair, demanding more and he finally takes one of your cold nipples into his warm mouth and start to suck, softly at first then harder, knowing it drives you wild. One of his hands moves to splay across your back, drawing you closer and you cradle his head to your breast as he switches to pay attention to the neglected one.
You arch your back, clutching his shoulders, a whimper escaping your lips and you have the foresight enough to reach between your bodies, gripping his hard cock and guiding it to nestle between your slick lips, encasing it in your wet heat as you begin to slide along his length slowly. His leaking, baby pink tip nudges your aching clit, over and over, unrelenting. You gasp and bite his shoulder to keep from screaming as you feel yourself begin to lose control. Austin takes a shattered breath and thrusts harder, his swollen head sliding through you, bumping your little button insistently, knowing just how you like it. Your hips increase their speed, your pussy gliding over his shaft easily, a familiar rhythm taking over.
“Does my kitty feel good, sweet baby?” you say, barely able to get the words out before a whine falls from your mouth. You feel him tense beneath you, his thrusts losing their precise rhythm and becoming sloppy.
“So good. So…close…” he gasps, shuddering and clutching you tighter.
“Ask me,” you manage to command. “Ask me for permission to come. Beg me.” You bite his chest, hard, leaving behind two perfectly mirrored semi-circles.
“Please,” Austin chokes out, over and over again like a mantra or a prayer. “Please baby…” he moans, forgetting the game, forgetting his name, floating somewhere far above. “Please, I need you to let me come. Need my girl to make me come.”
You lean your forehead against his, smiling faintly, licking your fingers and reaching down to touch where you’re joined, your thumb gently circling his throbbing tip. He jerks, groaning in your ear and you feel his warmth gushing and coating your stomachs. Your eyes squeeze shut as his hands grip your ass so tightly you’re sure there’ll be handprint bruises there tomorrow. He roughly slams your hips, your clit, into his still hard cock, once, twice and you’re gone, crying out, gasping for the air that’s suddenly left your lungs.
“Fuck. Oh, fuck me,” Austin whispers against your neck, breathing heavily, staggering back to shore, letting you down gently as you both collapse on the sand. He pulls you in close as you lay your head on his shoulder and your hand comes up come play with the hair on his slightly sunburnt chest.
“I love you,” he mumbles sleepily, tightening his arms around you. “Ma’am.” You can hear the teasing laughter in his voice.
“Hey!” you say, pounding his chest lightly, pretending to take offense, before moving your hand down to his sensitive cock and squeezing. He hisses and grips your hand to keep it from moving any more. “Mm hmm, that’s what I thought,” say with a yawn. “Don’t test me, baby boy.”
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Tagging some Austin lovers who might be interested. I’ve been so EP focused I’m not sure who all I should tag for this: @elvisabutler @butlersxbirdy @precious-little-scoundrel @jelliedonut @missmaywemeetagain @eliseinmemphis @slowsweetlove @purejasmine @prompted-wordsmith @austinsmutler @ccab @klizzie93 @burninlovebutler @steph-speaks @austiebuttbutt
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austinbutlerslovers · 6 months
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~*Work Me Like Wet Clay*~
You and Austin go on a date to the clay studio, one of his favorite pastimes. But seeing his fingers work the clay this time turns you on and you convince him to take you home and take care of you immediately.
Label Mature 18+
Established relationship, living together.
Turns spicy almost immediately
Edging • Fingering • nipple play • p in v • male dominant • wrist confinement • dirty talk • choking • rough sex ( turns gentle he loves you ) • clit play • overstimulation • size kink •overstretching • simultaneous orgasms • aftercare
Inspiration: I saw the picture of Austin leaving the studio with clay all over his shirt and bulging biceps, this story wrote itself. (Spelling errors, grammatical mistakes, repeat words etc)
~*Work Me Like Wet Clay*~
You enjoyed watching Austin work the clay into a vase so much you’d barely focused on your own creation at the studio. The way he was dipping and gliding his fingers perfectly into the clay began to make you wet with anticipation of exactly how you wanted him to play with you.
When you got up to place your plate in the drying section you approached him from behind while he was sitting at his pottery wheel. You drape your arms over his shoulders hugging him closely, lowering your face to his ear. You whispered to him exactly what he was doing to you “ Watching your fingers expertly work this clay makes me want you to use them in me the same way Austin, I’m already so wet for you” His face flushes just as he was dipping his middle finger deeply into the wet mound of clay to widen the entrance “Okay baby Im done with the clay I want to take you home now ” he said with a big grin. You helped him click off the pottery wheel.
You are both giggling about your boldness at the studio as you come home from the date, removing your shoes as you enter the foyer. You are both covered with specks and flecks of clay.
He’s wearing a black muscle tee with cut off sleeves his biceps are bulging as he takes you by the hand and guides you directly to the master bathroom to shower off.
He opens the glass door and adjusts the temperature. As he begins to take his shirt off you peek at his abs and chest muscles, when he lifts it over his head, a smile of arousal appears on your face admiring his beautiful body. He drops his shirt to the floor and catches you peeking, he looks you in the eyes and smiles back at you, placing his hand to hold your jaw, he pulls you in for a deep kiss. He works his soft plush lips onto yours as he takes your hand guiding it down his abs to his already erect cock.
Your breath hitches in your throat you love feeling how hard he is for you and trace your fingers over his shaft and his tip, his abs tighten from the pleasurable contact, he works your mouth open to let his tongue slide in.
His continuous kissing is soaking you deeper into arousal you’re becoming desperate for him as he plants each kiss, perfectly capturing his mouth and lips and tongue with yours. You want to feel him completely naked, you want him inside you. As you gently squeeze his dick tip to let him know, he softly moans in your mouth. He wants you just as badly and begins to help himself reaching up under your shirt unclasping your bra.
He breaks the kiss to lift your shirt over your head, you slide your bra off then your pants and panties. Now fully naked you rub your wet thighs together needing to relieve the sexual tension as you watch him undress. He grabs hold of the waistband of his track pants and pulls them off with his boxers in one quick swoop, his dick slinging up and swaying as he stands tall. A rush of heat goes right to your core. His dick is so large, the tip already red and leaking precum, his shaft engorged. You immediately pull him close grabbing him by his waist trapping your tits against his chest and making his dick slip between your wet tight thighs. He lets out a gritted moan, his jaw clenching at the elicit feeling, he pulls you backwards with him into the shower.
The warm water cascades over your bodies he leans his head back into the water letting it soak his hair then tilts his face down to look back at you his hair now completely slicked back water dripping down his lashes his lips his chin. His blue eyes a darker shade as he stares lustfully into yours. You loosen your hold on him and turn around, your back now pressed to his chest your ass rubbing against his cock, he steps back so you are under the shower head and let’s the water splash over your hair your face down your chest, dripping off of your lips, your breasts. His breathing is heavier as he brings his hands around the front of your chest and guides them from your collar bone down your chest cupping your wet tits with his hands. He rubs his thumbs up and down toying with your nipples making your back arc, he continues guiding his hands down to your navel and even lower gravitating dangerously close to your pelvis.
Standing behind you he grabs your left hip bone with his left hand steadying you against him as he reaches his right hand around the front to your pussy. He squeezes the lips together and parts them by gliding his finger back and forth between your wet folds, working you slowly, building you up. You are making desperate little gasps at how good it feels he traces circles on your entrance spreading your slick around before slowly sliding his two fingers deep inside you.
Your eyes squeeze shut at the sensation of having them all the way in. He helps you adjust working a rhythm slightly curving his fingers sliding them up and down in and out until your pussy is making squelching noises that make his dick throb. He latches his mouth onto your neck and begins sucking and kissing on you to distract himself from his own pleasure, he doesn’t want to lose control. He wants to work you just how you want it, like you are his wet clay and he’s going to guide you into a beautiful orgasm
He begins increasing his speed and straightens his fingers working them in a circular stirring motion widening you up to get ready for his dick. It’s making you bite your lip and unable to think.
He nudges your legs apart wider tilting his hand on your left hip to make you arc your back, angling your ass against his cock. A slight moan escapes his lips at the sight of your ass pivoted on him, he chokes it back and grips your left hip tighter looming his body over you, his right hand pummeling his fingers inside you, harder and faster until you’re breathlessly moaning for him, your pussy clenching and making the most obscene sloshing noises on his hand.
Your orgasm is getting so close your vision is going fuzzy your mind is going blank. You start riding against his fingers unable to contain yourself. You slip into rhythm pushing onto his fingers rocking your hips making his dick slap against your ass. He throws his head back grunting in pleasure at the feeling.
Your eyes begin to flutter, he grabs you back to him by your throat and presses his face against yours through clenched teeth he’s goading you on “cum for me baby cum on all over my fingers” it ends you, your eyes roll back your head falls onto his shoulder your face a display of maximum pleasure as he causes a euphoric explosion inside your core, you orgasm all over his fingers trembling in after shock. Hes still holding your throat kissing the side of your face and neck praising you “baby you came so beautifully for me” his voice is drenched in desire. He gently pulls his fingers out and sucks the juices off.
Without warning he bends you over in the shower unable to contain himself any longer. He lines his dick up with your tight wet pussy and groans in pleasure as he pushes into you until his tip is pressing against your cervix. You are moaning in a mix of pleasure and pain with your cunt stretched so wide around his cock.
He’s still not fully all the way in, he grabs you by your hips pressing deeper and deeper into your core filling you more and more until you feel you are about to break. You cry out in shock as he goes beyond capacity in your pussy splitting you until your cunt is finally stretched around the base of his cock. You’re losing your grasp on reality with the feeling of him completely inside you. Your heart is fluttering in your chest your panting as you reach back for his comfort anything to hold to dull the ache of his size.
He grabs your reaching hand then the other stacking them on your lower back holding your wrists tightly together and using them for leverage as he begins thrusting his dick into you. He starts at breeding speed the way he’s thrusting so deeply inside you. Your tits are jiggling your ass is bouncing every thrust and jut of his dick into your cervix has you seeing stars, your eyes are rolling back, he’s fucking you so hard you feel the force in your abdomen, the uncontrollable guttural moans escaping your throat are edging him on, he holds your wrists tighter gritting his teeth as he fucks you harder and faster the euphoria he’s feeling of his large dick being squeezed in and out of your tight pussy is driving him insane.
“*Fuck* your pussy…feels so good baby…so tight on my cock” his words are staggered, he’s completely losing control of himself and begins relentlessly pounding into you over and over cursing and making short depraved sounds of pleasure with your pussy riding him to nirvana. His thrusts begin to falter he’s on the verge of cumming, but you’ve gone silent, your mouth open with no sound escaping only short gasps of breath and tears forming in your eyes . Your body has gone into shock his powerful thrusts and size have overstretched and overstimulated you wrecking your body into catatonic state.
When he doesn’t hear your beautiful moans he slows down realizing you can’t take it this hard and fast for this long. He pulls you up to him so your back is flush to his chest and kisses you passionately and softly all over the side of your face comforting you.
He holds you to him with his left arm as his right hand glides down between your legs rubbing circles on your clit. He starts sucking your neck and slowly sliding his dick in and out of you. The sensation of the tight stretch and release of his cock fully pressing up and down inside you slowly makes you praise him over and over “yes yes Austin yes just like that ughhh it feels so good please fuck me ” you’re begging him to go hard again so you can lose your mind in an earth shattering orgasm.
He wraps his left arm tighter around to steady you and pounds into your pussy the smacking sound of your ass with the clapping of his balls against your clit shifts you to another level of ecstasy.
He’s pounding harder and harder your body jostled violently with each thrust. Hes working a brutal pace wrecking though your whole body making you want to cum.
Your eyes flutter as you meet his thrusts he begins kissing and sucking your neck to drive you over the edge. Your pussy is clenching repeatedly on his dick as you scream his name repeatedly “Austin AUSTIN unhh AUSTIN ” You’re so close and he’s desperate for your cum his voice is strained in pleasure “Cum for me angel, take my cock, I wanna cum so deep in your pussy” he feverishly rubs on your clit in unison with his hardest thrusts and it breaks you to pieces a shattering orgasm rips through your entire body so intensely it peaks his orgasm with yours, both moaning in unison as he powerfully spills his cum into you gripping your throat and ferociously fucking every last drop inside you.
He’s a panting sweaty mess , your hearts are both pounding in your chests . He pulls you both under the shower to wash off, the warm water soothing the burning arousal of your skin. “I’m going to pull out now baby, I want to see our cum spill all out of you” He says as he holds your shoulders. He slowly pulls his dick out and you both moan at the loss of contact, the liquids spill out of your pussy down your legs and onto the tiled floor. He turns you to face him and stares in awe at your cum soaked thighs it sends a shudder through his body. He leans in and kisses you pulling you close to him under the shower head letting the water rinse the cum off of your legs and down the drain. He holds you onto him and turns the shower off, quickly grabbing and wrapping you in a towel.
He kisses your lips and forehead in appreciation, you smile weakly staring into space blissed out from the orgasms. He worked you to pieces you just want to rest in his arms. He guides you out of the shower grabbing a towel to drape around his waist. He walks you across the bathroom into the master bedroom setting you on the edge of the giant bed.
He goes around and pulls the covers down on his side climbing in then pulling you close to him, getting your towels off and placing your body under the covers. He pulls you close to snuggle him. His skin is cold from the shower and the chill of the room but as you lay in his arms his skin begins to warm up. He nestles his cock behind your thighs as he spoons you. Your eyes are heavy you yawn knowing you will pass out soon. “Baby was I too rough on you ?” He enquirers as he strokes your shoulder.
“You were perfect “ you say with a lazy smile on your face. You feel so comfortable and safe in his strong arms as is he’s caressing you, already on the verge of blacking out.
“I love you” He says softly stroking your hair behind your ear, kissing your temple. “ I love you too” you say. A smile of satisfaction spreading across your face as you fall sleep in his arms.
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guillotineman · 13 days
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On the set of Dune: Part Two (2024)
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slowsweetlove · 11 months
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headfullofpresley · 2 years
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wtf. I got 555 followers already and I JUST NOTICEDDDD
i love every single one of you, i swearrrrr 🥺. makes me so happy to see my notifications every day and see your likes and comments and everything.
i love you i love i love you & thank you my darlin's. i hope yall will stick around for a long time bc i certainly will! 💗
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burninlovebutler · 2 years
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same cilla same
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