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arewegonnagetsuedforthis · 3 years ago

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TROUBLE

Austin butler x reader

request : “Smut where y/n accidentally gives Austin a boner during filming and it is impossible to hide literally leaving nothing to the imagination in his tight leather pants and baz has to call cut and tell him he better go sort himself out. To say the least Austin is so embarrassed and is trying his hardest (excuse the pun) to cover himself because he might as well just have no pants on the amount of detail you can see. Maybe y/n goes to help ease his embarrassment and problem. 😉” - @cchl

a/n: i have no idea why i love this concept so much but i do. enjoy <3 austin has black hair in this because it just makes sense. twisted it around just a smidge but i hope it’s to your liking, dove !

warnings : pure smut, dom!Austin x sub!reader. mentions of daddy kink, dirty talk, use of pet names. fem!reader.

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The Elvis movie production has been doing fairly well; Austin had been ripping through his lines and singing his heart out by now. You couldn’t help but be proud of your long-term boyfriend as you watched him become engulfed with his role as he’s done countless times before. Baz knew what he had been doing with casting Austin for the Elvis role, but you weren’t thinking of it in the way that he was. A chance to see your boyfriend in the most lavish of replica Elvis outfits, tight but still so loose. Being on set with him every time because he insisted you were his good luck charm was definitely paying off.

You had been helping Baz around set all day, something he suggested you’d do instead of sitting in Austin’s chair bored out of your mind all day. It took a while for you to actually spot Austin due to constantly running around, another hour going by until you finally had a break. He started filming the ‘68 comeback special when you finally notice why Austin had been in the dressing room for hours on end. You practically gawked at the god in front of you, already being ordered around with places he would stand and how loud to sing. God, you could stare at that man all day when he was dressed as Elvis.

“Earth to Y/N? I asked you to go fix his hair.” Baz had spoken up, waving a steady hand in your face making your boyfriend chuckle in your direction. He knew what these outfits did to you, you made the mistake of telling him and you knew just exactly what he’d been thinking.

“Yeah. I’ll go just- do that right now.” You stammered, making your way over to where he had been standing and getting on your toes to make that one stray hair fall into place and back into his gelled quif of hair. In your haste, you managed to drop the hairspray bottle and in a hurry to pick it up, you bent down in front of him, making the black dress skirt you’ve been wearing to snake up your waist giving him a perfect view of your ass just about. And the fact you hadn’t been wearing any sort of underwear underneath. Something you had no idea about, you were too much in a rush to get ready for the day to think apparently.

You sighed with relief as you finally got the bottle only to be met with lust filled blue eyes as soon as you met his height again. You furrowed your eyebrows, oblivious to the fact that you’ve just given him a show.

“Princess, don’t move.” He warned, grasping onto your wrist. You had no idea why but as your eyes trailed down to his hips, you realized what you had just did making a pink tinted blush arise to your cheeks. You did as he told you, trying to scramble and think of an excuse to get him alone in that moment.

“What’s taking so long?!” The stage manager had called out to you two who both sported rosy cheeks with sheer embarrassment.

You tried to speak but Austin squeezed your wrist tighter signaling for you to let him handle it. You were far too flustered to come up with any words other than gibberish and he knew that. “Mind if we take a little five? Don’t feel good.” He practically blurted out, not waiting for any sort of confirmation back before pulling you into his dressing room and locking the door behind him.

“Jesus Christ, baby. Why aren’t you wearing any underwear?” His eyebrows furrowed this time, holding your wrist still and used it to pin your arm against the door above your head. Your eyes went wide, you now understood why he had gotten so worked up.

You and Austin had a pretty healthy sex life to say the least, it was really the only way he could settle down after a long day on set and you always happily obliged. You wouldn’t be surprised if in your hurry to put on clean clothes if you had just forgotten. “I-I must’ve forgotten. I’m sorry, daddy. I didn’t mean to-.” He didn’t let you ramble on any further before he crashed his lips into yours, ripping the buttons of your dress shirt so he could throw it on the floor in a hurry. He didn’t care if you didn’t have any clothes to go back out there with, he wanted you and wasn’t letting you get away.

“You can never get enough of daddy’s cock, can you baby? Have to tease me at work like this.” He whispered lowly in your ear, his voice still leaking with that southern twang that he couldn’t shake away for the life of him. You definitely weren’t complaining. His hand slowly snaked up your thigh, a finger dipping into your glistened folds making him grunt at the touch. “Good girl.” He spoke in a lower whisper against the shell of your ear, his free fingers fumbling with the zipper to your skirt, letting the material fall to the floor.

With just as much ease, your bra hit the floor in no time, leaving you exposed while his suit had still been on, his print now too prominent to ignore. He took your chin in his hand, tilting it up ever so slightly so you were looking up at him as he rubbed your skin with his thumb. “Here’s what you’re gonna do, baby. We don’t have much time so you’re gonna be a good girl and take what i give you, yeah?” He softly spoke, your head nodding almost right away, so entranced with your boyfriend to care if anyone heard. He was too pretty like this to resist or even try to push him off.

You watched with eager eyes as he unzipped the suit, revealing a sight you could never get tired of. His boxers had followed suit not long after, falling to the floor to reveal him fully erect. He snapped his fingers, pointing at the floor in front of him before you even got the chance to take him in. You dropped down to your knees in front of him, earning a chuckle from above as Austin admired how much of his spell you were under to follow his every command without any question.

“Open, pretty girl..” He muttered above you, running his thumb along your bottom lip opening your mouth for you before you could even act. You leaned forward, taking his tip in your mouth, looking up at him through your eyelashes to see if you had the permission to go further. With a simple nod, your tongue started to twirl around his tip, your hand coming up to wrap around him to help keep him in place.

He groaned from above you, dipping his fingers in your hair to keep any pieces from falling onto your face and ruining his view. You continued your movements down further until he hit the back of your throat, forcing your hand down to lay on your thigh. “Doing so good for me.” He trailed off into a moan as you managed to take all of him in your mouth without any ounce of hesitation.

You began to bob your head up and down, hallowing your lips out as you stuck your tongue out so he’d get as much stimulation as you could. He never understood how you got so good without very little of his guidance since you had been a virgin before he met you but he definitely wasn’t complaining or in the mood to question it.

Before he let your movements go any further, he tapped your chin for you to open your mouth, letting him go with a pop. A strand of your own drool dripped down your chin, your lips red from the very little time you were down on the floor, Austin knew he couldn’t resist you any longer in that moment.

“Up.” He ordered, you got up instantly and didn’t regret it as he bent you over the small couch that was in the room, tapping your legs open slightly to gain him more access. His one hand rested against the headrest of the couch, his other lining himself up between your folds, pushing himself in with ease. He moaned as you instantly tightened around him as he started to thrust his hips slowly. You whimpered at the pace, wanting more, needing more of him and he knew it. That’s why he hasn’t given into his urges just yet, he loved teasing you every waking moment he got.

Within mere seconds, his pace quickened, making sure he was deeper into you with every quickened thrust. You were a whining mess for him at that point, just the way he liked you as filthy moans slipped past your lips. It didn’t take you much to fall apart as his hips became more violent, your fists white with how much you had been squeezing the side of the couch. You tightened around him again and he knew that you were close.

“Taking me so well, princess.” He leaned down to whisper in your ear before bunching up your hair and forcing your body up against his chest as his thrusts got way more brutal to the point that he had been pounding into you at that point in time. His hand snaked around your body to toy with your clit making you gasp before his other hand cover your mouth from the loud sound coming out.

“Cmon, darling. Cum for me.” He snarled in your ear, pressing a finger into your clit. That was just enough to do you in, releasing yourself all over him earning a rewarding chuckle from behind you. He hadn’t been far behind you, ramming himself into you one last time before letting himself go, making sure you felt it as he came in you for the first time making your whole body tense.

With a few slow thrusts, he finally pulled out, wiping the sweat from your forehead with a smirk. “Thanks for the motivation, baby.” Was all he spoke, a light kiss to your forehead following as he scrambled to get ready and meet Baz once again on set.

You definitely were teasing him on set again tomorrow. You had to for your sanity in the next year to come.

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A/N: hi once again loves!! the majority of this fic was written in the car so i apologize for any grammar or spelling mistakes! <3 i hope i did y’all dirty minds justice.

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arewegonnagetsuedforthis · 3 years ago

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Austin Butler:

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arewegonnagetsuedforthis · 3 years ago

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I've never looked for trouble

But I've never ran

My obsession with Austin/Elvis continues. I’ve now seen the movie three times and I see no end 🙈 hope you guys enjoy this little drawing of mine!

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arewegonnagetsuedforthis · 3 years ago

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guys im the women in all these pics just to let y'all know

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arewegonnagetsuedforthis · 3 years ago

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the real young Elvis was fine as fuck

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arewegonnagetsuedforthis · 3 years ago

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forever | abutler

note i am in love with this fic. im so sorry its so long i couldnt stop. also let’s pretend austin is a couple years younger in this, it just works better wc 6.6k warnings slight age gap, mention of austin’s mum passing, smut, loss of virginity, tooth-aching smut, y/n and austin being so in love its sickening,

req i was hoping u could write a fic where the reader and austin have been dating for a while so naturally he takes her to the cannes premiere and after party for elvis but the one thing is the reader is a virgin (austin knows) but she decides at the after party like fuck it so she has her first time we austin but at their hotel and he’s just sooo gentle and sweet with her and shows her what to do bc she’s so nervous @smckinney

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arewegonnagetsuedforthis · 3 years ago

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Hey! I just wanted to say I love your Austin Butler stories! Also I'm not sure if you heard the rumor that apparently Austin and Ezra Miller got in a fight in a bar in Tokyo and Austin allegedly punched Ezra in the face but made me think about the idea of Austin standing up for his girl if someone tried to talk about her and how cute it would be 👉👈

thank you, my love! sooooo glad you love them! omg stop I didn't hear about that but I looked it up and oh my word. idk if it's true, TMZ said it was a bunch of bull but idc I'm gonna write a fic for it anyway because that's hot as fuck.

Solace - Austin Butler x Fem!Reader

NOTE/WARNING : Potential sexual assault, violence, and a bit of foreplay

Under the pale moonlight, you gawked at the mystical beauty of your surroundings. On your right side, a mesmerizing body of water rippled under the warm night breeze. On your left side, Austin walked beside you. He kept a hand on your waist, casually rubbing his thumb over your hipbone. Your dress, a white cotton gown that revealed your shoulders, blew behind you. With each step you took, your bare feet sunk into the soft powder of the pale white sand.

Looking up, you eyed your lover. He was wearing a short-sleeve, floral, button-up shirt. However, he’d left the first four buttons undone, so the toned muscles of his chest and abdomen were visible. Underneath the shirt, he wore a couple of necklaces. On his bottom half, he wore a simple pair of swimming trunks. He, too, didn’t have any shoes on.

Feeling your eyes on him, his eyes darted down to you. A smirk pulled on his lips before he turned his head to face you. Leaning down, he placed a tender kiss on your forehead.

“You have no idea how beautiful you look right now, baby,” he said, his husky voice sounding angelic with the sounds of the waves.

“I could say the same thing about you, handsome,” you replied.

Stepping closer, you wrapped your arms around his waist and leaned your head on his shoulder. His grip moved to your waist and tightened. After placing another kiss on top of your head, he leaned his head against yours.

It was silent for a moment before you spoke. “We could live here.”

You didn’t have to look at him to hear the smile in his voice. “I know. I was just thinking about that.”

“Work, though,” you continued, releasing a sigh, “You base your work from LA. Living in Australia would probably be really inconvenient for both of us.”

You felt him shrug. “Doesn’t have to be anything permanent. We could just have a property out here, like the one we’re renting out. A vacation home,” he replied.

“Hm,” you hummed, “Maybe. I suppose if we get enough use out of it. Gosh, I’d love to have a property like this one.”

Reaching out, you pointed up to the vacation house that the two of you had rented. It was a large, modern, beach house, built mainly of wood and glass. It was positioned right on the shore, so the two of you could go for late night walks whenever you desired. Furthermore, the beach was private, so no one would disturb you.

“I know. It’s pretty incredible, isn’t it?” Austin said, pulling the two of you to a stop.

Turning around, you faced the ocean before putting your arms out. Almost immediately, the wind began blowing against your body, causing your hair and dress to rustle peacefully. Hands trailed down your arms before interlocking with your fingers. Lips connected with your neck before pecking their way down your shoulder.

Giggling, you looked to your left to see Austin using his left hand to hold your arm out as his lips traveled down your bicep, forearm, and hand. You felt his right hand grip your waist as he lifted your arm and turned you around. After doing a quick ballroom spin, you were pulled to his chest. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you met his piercing gaze. His pale eyes swirled as he looked down at you, shaking his head.

“My girl,” he said simply.

Suddenly, he reached down and scooped you up. Holding you bridal style, he began spinning in circles, causing you to scream and grip him tightly.

“Aust!” you yelled, unable to contain your laughter, “Oh my God!”

Squinting his eyes, he tilted his head back and laughed with you. Once he’d spun a few more times, he stopped before taking a seat on the sand. You crawled out of his arms and sighed, positioning yourself in front of him. Leaning back, you placed your head in his lap. As soon as you were settled, Austin cradled his hands under your chin, rubbing his thumbs over your skin.

As he looked up at the moonlight, you had a perfect view of his chest and jawline.

“Babe?” you called.

“Hm?” He looked down at you, never ceasing his tender touch.

“You’re sure we’re alone out here?”

He nodded. “The next vacation house isn’t for another three miles. We’ve got the beach to ourselves.”

Processing his words, you reached up and grabbed one of his hands. He released your chin and allowed you to guide his large hand to your chest. Smiling knowingly, he tilted his head and began massaging your right breast through your dress. You closed your eyes and moved your hand to his wrist, signaling him to keep his hand where it was.

After a few moments, Austin brought his other hand to your left breast, awestruck by how incredible you looked. The silver light of the moon accentuated your features. Your eyes were closed as your face contorted slightly, small whimpers escaping your lips. He hated to interrupt the moment, but he couldn’t ignore a small issue he had.

“As much as I would love to keep this going,” he began, making you open your eyes, “I’m afraid I have to take a leak.”

You stared at him before groaning, causing him to cackle. “I’m so sorry, baby!” he laughed, “We can continue when I come back.”

“Yeah, yeah,” you said, giggling as you shook your head.

“Okay,” he said, giving your hips a gentle tap, “Up we go.”

You sat up, allowing him to move from underneath you. Austin stood up and stretched his arms. “The house is just right there. I'd feel bad for pissing on any of these trees,” he said, making you laugh.

“Go on up. I’ll stay here.”

He looked back at you. “You’ll be okay?”

You nodded. “I’ll be fine. Go on and take your leak.”

He chuckled, shaking his head before jogging towards the house. After a few moments, he disappeared up the pathway, and you couldn’t see him anymore. Releasing a sigh, you turned back to the water to lie down. However, movement in the corner of your eye caught your attention. Leaning forward, you squinted your eyes, trying to see what it was. As the figure drew closer, you made out the shape of a man. Immediately, you fixed your dress, making sure everything was covered.

The man continued to walk towards you. He looked middle-aged, and he was wearing casual beach attire, like Austin was. “Hello there!” he called, waving a hand.

Your instincts spiked. Something told you to keep your distance, but you ignored it. Being a woman, thoughts about your own safety constantly plagued your mind. However, this man seemed to be a tourist, not unlike you and Austin.

“Hello!” you greeted, flashing a friendly smile.

“Beautiful night, isn’t it?” he said, closing the distance between the two of you.

“Yes, it is,” you replied, maintaining a tight-lipped smile, “You renting?”

He shook his head. “No, purchased. I own a property just down the way.”

“Ah,” you responded, nodding awkwardly, “Well, don’t let me disturb you. My husband will be back in a minute.”

You and Austin were not married, but an immeasurable amount of security blanketed your nerves as you used the word ‘husband’ when speaking to this stranger.

“Husband, huh?” he said, eyes dropping to your hands.

Your breath hitched as you tucked your left hand under your right one. “We were swimming. Didn’t want to lose any diamonds,” you quickly fibbed.

“I see,” he said, scooting closer before reaching out. You immediately scooted away.

“Sir, if you could please just be on your way. My husband will be back.”

“Aw, come on, darling. It’s such a magical night. Look at this view!” The man gestured towards the sea. “Don’t you wanna make a little magic of our own?”

“I don’t know you, nor do I want to.” You stood up. “Please leave me be.”

He sighed, looking down at his Rolex watch. “You see, even if you did have a husband, the thing is, I have a wife. She’s expecting me to be back in around an hour. Now, I wasn’t out here looking for a fresh new romance, but I told myself that I’d take advantage if the opportunity presented itself.”

You began backing away as he stood up. “Oh, darling, don’t look so frightened! Think of it as a—”

“As a nothing,” you cut in, “I will not think of anything because there will not be anything. For the last time, leave me the fuck alone.”

His eyes widened as he chuckled. “Quite a mouth for such a pretty face! Come on, darling, we’ll make it quick.”

He’d pounced before you could think. Screaming, you fought against his grip as he straddled you. Reaching out, you made desperate attempts to scratch him and slap him. He grunted as he grabbed your wrists. “Shut the hell up!” he growled, trying to unbutton his pants with one hand.

Tears began welling up in your eyes as you kept trying to push him off of you. However, deep down, you knew that your strength did not match his. It wasn’t difficult for him to overpower you. You felt yourself growing tired as more tears began traveling down your cheeks.

Taking a deep breath, you prepped your voice for one last cry for help. “Austin!” you screamed, hearing your voice echo down the beach.

The man slapped your face before covering your mouth. “I said shut the—”

And then the man was off of you. You gasped, choking on your tears as you turned to your right. Through your blurred vision, you could see Austin overpowering the stranger, repeatedly slugging him across the face.

Your eyes widened as a fresh wave of emotion overwhelmed you. In the moment, Austin was seeing red. However, once he heard your sobs, he stopped instantly. Looking back at you, he saw your shaking figure as you struggled to fix your dress. Then, he looked back down at the man, who now had a busted lip, broken nose, and two black eyes.

Austin leaned down, positioning himself above the man’s ear. “This isn't ending here. I will take you to court for this.”

The man only coughed in response before rolling over as Austin stood. Running over to you, he reached his hands out—the hands that had been so rough only moments before—and cradled your face. “Baby, baby, I’m here.”

You cried, covering your face and curling your knees to your chest. He sighed deeply, feeling an unbearable weight on his chest. You felt embarrassed and violated, and he knew that.

“I got you.”

Acting as gently as he could, he cupped his arms around your back and under your legs before picking you up. He carried you bridal style—just as he had earlier—only this time, instead of being a pile of giggles, you were shaking with inconsolable sobs.

I think I’m gonna make a sequel to this. Let me know what you guys think.

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