My partners have been ASS.
Both older. Both pieces of shit. Experience counts for nothing when you're a SELFISH C*NT.
Anyway, PHEW that's off my chest :')
This is why I be reading soft dom Austin fics, he just knows how to get you off and be all gentle at the same time... like dayum.
Wait. Hold on. There are girls who have NEVER been held from behind and talked gently and softly through her orgasm?
I'm whipped..
The smile
The tan
The TALLNESS
The perfect hair
...
Then the WETNESS
The nervousness
THE SLICKED BACK SHORT SPIKEY HAIR
Being dabbed up by his MUA then being all giggly bc why isn't he doing it himself lol
Just aGH SO CUTE
Him looking up and down you when he's listening to you UGH HE'S SO HORNY STOPPP
My man looks like he's been sucked on like a lolly pop by a big sexy giantess...
š³ I mean..
Fairly Obedient Good Boy šAustin Butler
This is the Benny that Kathy deserved ššš
Thankyou for sending this my way @zablife you're a doll š
Benny Cross x gf reader
Summary: Benny feels he's broken his promise to protect you and begs Johnny for a second chance to right the wrongs of the past.
A/N: Inspired by "American Love Song" by Momo Boyd.
Warnings: mention of SA, mention of a weapon
"Can't let you do that," Johnny pronounced with a solemn shake of his head.
Unwilling to give up his fight, Benny gritted his teeth and asked, "Why? If you want me to give this up, you gotta tell me why, damnit!" Slamming his beer bottle against the table, he fixed the leader of the Vandals with a determined glare.
Johnny reached for the cigarettes in his pocket, taking his time to select one and light it, but Benny recognized the stall tactic of the soft spoken leader, demanding more.
"Do you have any idea what you're doin'?" Benny asked, bitterness dripping from his tongue. There had been a time he hadn't questioned anything Johnny said, believing his word gave you all protection. However, recent events proved otherwise. Now it was time to challenge the authority of Johnny's position.
"I said leave it," Johnny pushed back, the deep tremor of his voice issuing a clear warning.
But Benny couldn't, thoughts of you stumbling home in a torn dress, bleeding and shaking. Someone had to pay for what they'd done to you and he wanted to be the one to deliver justice. "My girl didn't deserve that, Johnny, and you fucking know it!" Benny pushed back, finger pointing in Johnny's direction accusingly.
Johnny responded in kind, leaning forward to shove Benny's hand from his face. "You think you got it all figured out, don'tcha?" he provoked the younger man. "You'll rough 'em up and come home a hero," he sniffed indignantly. "Well lemme tell ya somethin' hot shot, if you go back with guns blazin', they'll only do worse next time."
"Worried about your woman now?" Benny shouted back, hoping Johnny might understand the pain behind his piercing blue eyes.
Brucie placed a strong hand to Benny's shoulder, forcing him back into his seat. "He ain't sayin' it was right," the ginger haired man clarified in a soothing tone. "But you know as well as I do, they won't take no beatin' without retaliation. It'll be all of us next, specially the women."
Slumping down in his chair, Benny bit down hard on his lip, nodding in reluctant understanding.
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The roar of the bike engine signaled Benny's return, the startling sound fading into the incessant song of the crickets outside the bedroom window. You laid awake in the dark, covers pulled to your chin as you shivered despite the warm breeze pushing past the curtains.
Listening to the sound of Benny's boots thudding against the wooden floorboards beneath your head, you maintained your frozen posture. When you heard his footsteps on the stairs, your eyes slammed shut, feigning sleep so you wouldn't have to face the despair that flooded his eyes when he looked upon you.
To your great relief, he remained ignorant of the ruse, fumbling with his jeans for a moment before falling into bed next to you. The warmth of his body was undeniable as he inched closer to you, his strong arm falling over you seconds later. Despite your best effort, you stiffened at the contact, giving away the carefully crafted scene.
You heard his breath hitch before he spoke, worry seeping into his low voice as he ventured, "Didn't mean to scare ya, baby."
Giving up the pathetic charade, you turned to face him as you mumbled, "you didn't."
"S'okay," he muttered, pushing the hair from your eyes. "You don't gotta pretend with me," he whispered, thumb stroking gently along your forearm.
Feeling a lump rise in your throat, you only nodded in agreement, thankful he understood. Resting your weary cheek against the steel cage of his chest, you listened to the steady drum of his heart and the steady rhythm eventually lulled you to sleep.
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The next morning you awoke to the creak of the old dresser drawers, giving way to Benny's strong pull. Sitting up with a start, you glimpsed the light dawning over the window sill and the slight glimmer appearing on the wall.
"What have you got there?" you questioned, afraid of the answer he might give.
"Nothin'," Benny replied with dismissive shake of his head.
Glimpsing the butt of a revlover in the adjacent mirror you urged, "Don't do anything stupid because of me."
He spun around the moment he heard the words leave your trembling lips, eyes wild with fury. "I can't let it be," he confessed, eyes glistening with unshed tears.
"But you gotta, this time," you answered willfully, aware of the trouble brewing.
"I won't let 'em get away with it," he hissed, looking away to hide the emotion swelling within his chest. "Th-they gotta...p-pay for wh-what they did," he pronounced through a violent stutter.
Rushing from the bed, you slotted yourself behind him with arms hugging his waist with crushing force. Shushing him with a softness only you could posses, you felt him collapse, but only for a moment before he pitched forward in despair.
"What's wrong with my love? That you choose to give it up?" he demanded with a gulp.
"M' not," you assured him, squeezing tighter and hoping he'd understand.
"What's the matter with my heart? You decided it's not enough?" he whispered.
Pressing your cheek to your his back, you tried to quiet the insecure voices in his head. "You once told me, I'm your angel sent from up above. Let me save you from all of this," you offered in desperation.
For a moment, it had the desired effect, his body pressing back against yours in a show of surrender. It wasn't to last, the harsh jolt of the clip sliding into place that made you gasp.
"It's all gonna be okay, baby" Benny promised you, turning to face you with a look of determination. "I'm gonna make us safe again," he promised before bolting down the stairs, leaving you grief stricken on the landing.
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THE THREE OF US - masterlist -
An Austin Butler x Callum Turner x Reader series collab with @therealslimshakespeare
Sometimes in Hollywood, magic happens behind the scenes - in a dark corner of Bar Lubitsch or a little poolside bungalow at the Chateau Marmont. Things that are only whispered about in certain circles or sent to Deuxmoi with the stipulation of āanon please.ā The blurry flash of a hand, littered with telltale rings, on her Instagram story. The paparazzi photos of a drunken night out before the three of them disappeared into the balmy Los Angeles evening. The fandom set ablaze by rumors as they combed over every sign, every possibility, every look that they took for godās honest truth. A myth in the making, never confirmed, never denied.
⢠The Three of Us ⢠part 1
⢠The Three of Us: Brat Behavior ⢠part 2
⢠The Three of Us: āTis The Damn Season ⢠part 3
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*This series contains explicit material and is intended for 18+ audiences only.
Serving BRAT
Austin ButlerĀ as Elvis Presley in Elvis (2022) dir. Baz Luhrmann
Not that I'm writing... an Austin fic or anything.. ;_;
And even if I were it'll probably take MONTHS to do pahahaha
Updated 9th September 2024 More writing tips, review tips & writing description notes
Facial Expressions
Masking Emotions
Smiles/Smirks/Grins
Eye Contact/Eye Movements
Blushing
Voice/Tone
Body Language/Idle Movement
Thoughts/Thinking/Focusing/Distracted
Silence
Memories
Happy/Content/Comforted
Love/Romance
Sadness/Crying/Hurt
Confidence/Determination/Hopeful
Surprised/Shocked
Guilt/Regret
Disgusted/Jealous
Uncertain/Doubtful/Worried
Anger/Rage
Laughter
Confused
Speechless/Tongue Tied
Fear/Terrified
Mental Pain
Physical Pain
Tired/Drowsy/Exhausted
Eating
Drinking
Warm/Hot
If that's his technique...?
I ain't mad at it that's for sure
He changed lives and itās just one interview šŖ
[requested]
All Mine All Yours *
My Eyes Only
Distracting
Just a Precaution *
All I Want is a Life with You
You're Perfect
Reflection *
It's Really Happening *
-cuz like the clit, g-spot and prostate, I want ya'll to find it.
Explicitly mature content, 18+ only
Series Summary: You are neighbors with Austin Butler on the Gold Coast of Australia just prior to shooting Elvis. You become just friends because he is taken. However, after he is single again, you both find out just how attracted you are to one another and things get unrelentingly hot, then insanely romantic (and still fucking hot). (Finished work.)
Explicitly mature content, 18+ only
Series Summary: Breaking into the acting world has been a life long dream. It's been tough, plus your relationship with your partner has some struggles, but who doesn't have struggles. A new guy shows up to your improv classes who seems strangely familiar. He seems rather interested in you and you feel unusually comfortable around him, like he projects calm and reassurance. Once you realize who he really is, and what he really likes... it's game on.
(Finished work- request)
Explicitly mature content, 18+ only
Part 1: "So, leather eh?"
Part 2: Ass over teakettle
No, I hadn't told Austin about my little leather fantasy. I mean, I'd never really explored it myself. I wasn't sure how to bring it up, so I brought a little surprise to Mexico City, where I was meeting up with him. But when I met him on set and he had those tight leather pants on, it was all I could do to keep myself together until we got back to the hotel room. Holy Fuck it was hot! Now if I could just get him to dust off a certain iconic outfit for me....(request by @richardslady121
(Finished work-request)
Explicitly mature content, 18+ only
-She's a very successful woman who can't seem to find a partner that can keep up with her. He is just wanting to find someone who likes him for HIM, not his fame. Neither of them are prepared for what hits them when she walks into that coffee shop.
(Finished Work)
Explicitly mature content, 18+ only
Part 1: Birthday Boy
Part 2: You got me so...
A tipsy car ride home from a birthday outing becomes oh so much more.
(voters decided that this should be more than just a one shot!)
Explicitly mature content, 18+ only
Part 1
Part 2
Feyd is bored with all the simping of the court, this is not how he indented to spend the eve of his birthday. When he spots a shy little gift, he decides he deserves play with it before he opens it. He cunningly stalks his prey, leading them into the pit before he pounces. Chained, tied, tethered; manipulated, dominated and dehumanized; Feyd takes dark pleasure after dark pleasure from this playthings as only Feyd could. It is his birthday after all.
(completed work)
Explicitly mature content, 18+ only
Part 1- How to make and break a new years resloution in 10 days.
Part 2 Who's ghosting who?
Part3 - Leaning to say Yes Sir
Part 4 Learning to be a Good Girl
Mel, determined to stop dating, is thwarted at every turn by the most infuriatingly gorgeous man.
Daily Dose of Austin Butler game made into a story. Getting my creative on, in more ways than one!
If you'd like to read it in less installments, you can here on Ao3.
Daily Meal- Summary: Austin and gf have temporarily moved to New York, work is stressful for her. He has a tried and true solution.
(Finished work-request)
Do me sweet, do me dirty- I'm so stressed, but an unexpected visit from Austin changes all that. Starting sweet and gentle he soon gets intense and domineering. I love it and it's just what I needed.
(Finished work- request)
Not 'till Monday Surgery recovery is no fun. But it's both made easier and difficult when Austin is the one taking care of you. Easy cuz he is on top of everything you'd ever need, hard because the one thing he isn't allowed to be on on top of is you. It' torture not getting to O, not getting his cum on the daily. Your only hope is Monday.
(finished work- inspired!)
Feyd's Gom Jabbar DUNE pt 2 fic. Lady Margot Fenring is on a Bene Gesserit mission: test and preserve the genetics of the Na-Baron Feyd Rautha Harkonnen. She is well aware of his deranged pleasures of choice. Armed with her Pain Box, Gom Jabbar, her Voice and her substantial wiles and wits, she delves into Feyd's world. She is unprepared, however, for her own reaction to his... attentions.
Warning: this one is dark
(Finished work)
It takes three to forget: (one shot)They need to forget from the terrors of the sky. She needs to forget the terrors on the ground. War is hell any way you slice it. But tonight, tonight they are gonna all reach for a little piece of heaven, all three together.
(Finished work)
"You don't think I could be a Dom?" : (one shot) a story crafted from 5 voter polls in celebration of 100 (+) followers. This little gem includes: Our very own Austin Butler, taking control of, dominating, edging and over stimming you, his old friend (now lover).
(Finished work- voter polls)
To Places You'd Never Been: (A pre-Bikerider's One shot ) Benny has two things that balance the violence in his life: the freedom of the road and making women cum. Were you just another in a long line of girls he 'introduced' to your own pleasure? Undoubtedly. Did you care? Hell no. What he taught you about yourself that night changed everything for you.
(finished work)
My favorite Treat: (one shot)- Fantasies confessed to and fulfilled. A Naughty Austin gets what's coming to him, and loves every second of it.
(Finished work)
Stroke yourself for me: (one shot) Just a little moment when introvert time becomes exhibitionist time
(finished work)
Affirmations - (one shot) You know all too well the erratic nature of his ego. How he has to hold the soft fragile parts with the equal but opposite hardened bits. Both contribute to his being an incredible actor, but sometimes he just can't balance it all anymore. When it all comes crashing down, you are there. This time, though, you are ready with something a little different.
(finished work)
Dia de los Muertos - (one shot- request) You've been dating Austin for nearly a year and meeting the family is overdue. You expected him to charm each and every one of them, you did not expect the heady rush that came after.
(finished work- request)
Strangers on a train (one shot)- (this one is just me dreaming big dreams ya'll) It's your birthday and you have treated yourself to a semi private compartment on the train from London to Florence. Who ends up sharing your compartment? Only the subject of all your naughty writing. Blushing, wet panties and hot times all follow.
Be my Fuck Toy-(one shot) He didn't think as strong, independent woman like you would be willing, it's why he hadn't brought this fantasy up before. But he hand't realized just how stubborn you can be when it comes to giving him what he wants. Now you are on your knees in the foyer waiting with your mouth open to hear the jangle of his keys in the lock.
Should be a crime that someone can do NOTHING, and have my thighs QUAKING like this
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Fey š UK girly in her 20s āļø ICL mostly here to read smut š and now Austin Butler owns my uterus š¤·š»āāļø so that's cool
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