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butlers-bitch · 1 year
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pics of Austin you took 📸😉
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butier · 11 months
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Time100 Gala 🖤❤️
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bubblegump-1-nk · 3 months
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Masterlist!!
Started: 01/07/24
Last updated: 01/07/24
Works: 10
Key: angst (🦢), fluff (🎀), series(🩰)
- some are a mixture of all, so whichever you see first is the one that is more present in the fic!
- Didn’t know who to include some of these under since they involve more than 1 of the characters I write about, but I chose whoever made the most sense, so… keep that in mind! 💗
Decide my next fic here!
Theodore Nott
As she walks by: 1, 2, 3, 4 - 🦢🩰🎀
I Love My Boyfriend 🦢🎀
When You Know You Know 🎀🦢
Mattheo Riddle
Can’t Catch Me Now 🦢
Timothee Chalamet
Jealous Prick 🦢🎀
In Trouble 🦢
Austin Butler
Pasta and a Live 🎀
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tadpoleteef · 8 months
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this pick is killing me lawd.
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Can’t Get Enough
Got a request for this :) Hope everyone enjoys!
You and Austin are dating and you’re on your way to a wedding but you get a little delayed ;)
Not my best but I’ll stop self criticizing lol
You run one last coat of creamy nude lipstick on your lips and look at yourself in the mirror. You were getting ready for your best friend’s wedding down in Malibu. You were so excited because her wedding was right on the beach and it was a beautiful day in California.
You tighten the belt to your red silk robe and get up to go find your curling iron. You bend down to open one of the drawers to your makeup table.
“Hey sexy” your boyfriend, Austin, says as he walks by, smacking your ass in the process.
You let out a yelp and straighten your posture.
“Hey!” you giggle.
He was clad in just a dark blue towel wrapped around his waist. He just got out of the shower.
You take your curling iron and plug it in at your vanity.
“I’m not sure whether I should wear the navy blue dress with sleeves or the strapless pinkish floral one” you say, eyeing them in the mirror as the two hang on the closet.
“Hmmm” Austin says.
He slips into his boxer briefs. “I think you should wear one that’s easy to get out of”
You turn and look at him. He’s smiling as he puts one leg into his black slacks.
“Ha! You’re funny babe” you giggle and turn back towards the mirror.
You and Austin have been dating for two years now. It’s funny, the friends who were getting married, Jade and Tanner, were the ones who introduced the two of you. Jade always mentions how you two are the next to walk down the aisle.
You pick up the curler and start to wind your hair around it.
In the mirror, you watch as Austin slips into a silky baby blue button down. He buttons it just enough so a little bit of his chest is exposed.
Fuck. You wanted him. NOW.
He slips a silver chain over his neck. You watch as he walks back into the bathroom to blow dry his hair.
You continue to curl your hair, still thinking about how sexy he looked, how effortless it took him to look so good all the time. The first time you met him, you remember he wore a muscle tee and black Adidas sweatpants. He was at the gym for Gods sake yet he looked like a million dollars.
A few moments later, he steps out of the bathroom. You catch yourself staring at him. God, how could your boyfriend be this hot?
His hair was perfectly done with some pieces falling in his face.
He stands over the dresser and puts his watch on.
“Do you like what you see?” he asks, still looking at his watch.
You turn your body towards him and smile shyly. Busted.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about” you say with a shrug.
He turns and leans against the dresser, arms crossed over his chest.
Your eyes meet his and you take him in. That beautiful dirty blonde hair, his enchanting blue eyes, and that fucking button down shirt. You couldn’t take it anymore.
“Well, for one thing, you haven’t taken your eyes off me since I got out of the bathroom” he jokes.
You stand up and saunter over to him.
You body rests against his and you look up.
“I don’t know what it is…you drive me crazy”
You run your finger along the silver buckle on his pants.
“Oh really now?” he asks.
You nod and take his hand into yours. You don’t break eye contact.
“Don’t you want to feel how wet you can make me without even touching me?”
You take his hand and place it into your underwear. You feel as he tries to navigate his fingers inside of you. He rubs your pussy slowly and you tilt your head back in response.
“Would ya look at that?” he says, continuing to feel. He sticks one finger inside and you groan.
“You are really wet” he affirms. You feel another finger brush against your folds.
“I want you” you breathe. He leans in closer to you.
“How bad do you want me?” he asks and plunges another finger inside.
You moan and grab his arm to steady yourself.
“I..”
You can’t even form words. You just knew how badly you wanted him to fuck you at this very moment.
He leans in and kisses you. You could feel his tongue in your mouth, wanting more.
“Oh god fuck” you say in between kisses. You both lean back. Austin takes his hands out of your underwear and places a finger in his mouth. You watch as he slowly takes it out. Watching him taste you drove you absolutely crazy.
You were done playing games. You needed him to fuck you.
You grab his hand and storm over to the bed. You push him onto it so he’s laying on his back.
“I want you to fuck me so hard” you say. You aggressively unravel your robe and throw it to the side.
Austin smiles and begins to unbutton his shirt.
“How do you want me to fuck you baby?” he asks.
You climb ontop of him and help him out of his shirt.
“I want you ontop so I can watch you cum inside of me” you answer.
Austin grabs you and flips you over so now you’re the one on the bed. He shuffles out of his pants and underwear.
He grabs your panties and tosses them behind his head. He climbs ontop of the bed and grabs his hard cock in his hand.
“Give it to me baby” you groan as you watch him play with himself.
He smiles and spreads your legs.
He watches as he slowly inserts his cock into you.
You claw the white comforter as you feel him fill every inch inside of you.
“Oh my god” he exhales. “I fucking love how wet you are for me”
“Ugh, fuck me” you respond. Austin begins to move back and forth, thrusting himself in deeper and deeper.
“Oh fuck” you say.
Austin leans in and kisses you.
“You’re so…fucking…tight” he breathes as he continues.
He grabs your tits and keeps a steady rhythm.
“Faster baby” you exclaim.
He pushes deeper inside of you and you let out a little scream.
“You like that huh?” he says. You nod vigorously.
He continues to fuck you harder and harder.
“I’m gonna fucking cum” he groans.
“Cum inside of me baby, Do it, fucking do it” you say as your hands wrap around his back. You try not to dig your fingers into his skin too hard but you can’t help it.
“Fuck. Fuck I’m gonna..fuuuuuck” he wails.
He tilts his head back and stops moving. He slowly pulls out and grabs his dick.
You scramble to your knees and take his dick into your mouth. You lick up the rest of his cum and smile at him.
“I like tasting you” you say.
He smiles and pulls you in for a kiss.
“I love you” he whispers.
“I love you too” you reply.
He rolls over onto his back and you cuddle up next to him, fitting perfectly under his arm.
“I needed that” you exhale and close your eyes.
Austin laughs, “Me too. That was hot”
You look up at him and he gives you a quick peck.
Suddenly, you jump up looking around the room.
“Oh my god” you say.
Austin sits up with you.
“What’s wrong?!” he asks.
You stare at the clock on the television.
It was 4:58.
“Oh my god….it’s already 5! The wedding started at 4:15. We are late!!!!!” you say.
You begin to get up but then Austin pulls your arm down.
“We’re already later baby. We missed it…besides they’ll probably get divorced in a year”
Your mouth drops and you slap his chest.
“I’m kidding!” he laughs. You shake your head with a smile on your face. You had to admit, he was pretty funny.
“Okay, so we missed the ceremony. The reception doesn’t start until 6” Austin says.
You look at him wondering where he was trying to go with this.
“So there’s no use in scrambling to get there right now. Let’s just wait until 5:45 and we can head to the venue for the reception. We live right here!“ He explains.
You sigh, “Okay, fine. But what are we going to do until then?”
Austin smiles and pulls you back in for a kiss.
“I think you have an idea”
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entertainmentweekly · 2 years
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The Man Who Would Be King
Elvis may have left the building, but Austin Butler is just arriving. Here’s how the ‘Elvis’ star found the rebel, the soul, and the rock & roll heart of The King.
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austinrrylover · 2 years
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hey!! here’s a one-shot i wrote about austin butler bc im obsessed lol
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I didn’t expect this. Sure I knew this movie was going to be a hit, but a ‘twelve minutes standing ovation at Cannes’ hit? Never in a million years.
I looked around, everybody smiling and clapping while the big screen was focusing on the cast of the best film of the night, Elvis. I couldn’t wait to get home, write down everything I thought, felt and saw in the previous two and a half hours.
Baz Luhrmann is possibly a genius. It was great to see all of the cast getting emotional and proudly accepting the loud applauds that filled the room. There were big cinema legends here and all of them were clapping for this one boy, man, I couldn’t take my eyes off.
How could I though? His performance was captivating, beautiful, sexy, accurate and overall award-worthy. Now he is standing two seat rows in front of me and I catch a little glimpse of his rosy cheeks when he looks at someone next to him. He is so different from here then he looks on the screen.
As I get more and more mesmerized by his beauty and talent the crowd starts to quiet down. Some people sit back to their seats and some take the exits, just as the star of the movie does. So I follow.
It’s fine I just want to ask him some questions, how cool would it be to have some exclusive interview with him next to my review of the movie. It most likely won’t happen but it’s worth a try.
It was worth a try, but it’s impossible. As soon as he is out the door he is surrended by interviewers, big actors congratulating him and some people most likely from his family. So I take some steps back and give up on this idea of mine, and walk back to the theatre, to watch the next movie coming up.
Hours pass, the movie ends. Cannes really knows how to get together a perfect selection of movies, because I’m actually really impressed by everything they are doing here.
Oh no.
I look to my right and notice a pair of familiar brown eyes.
It’s Jeffrey. Jeffrey Anderson. A really wealthy and famous producer who may or may not have a crush on me and doesn’t ever leave me alone. But he is coming up to me right now so, I gotta do what I gotta a do.
‘Hey Jeff.’ I say with a fake smile. Honestly, Jeff is a nice guy, knows how to do his job, but sometimes he’s a little much. And often doesn’t get the hint.
‘Stacy! Good to see you here, babe.’ He smiles and pulls me into a hug, which I don’t return, I just need to get out of this conversation, fast.
‘Yeah, same…’ I say. We small talk and somehow I’m able to get out of there with a little lie, even if this means I cannot watch the next movie coming up.
I take out my phone and open my notes app. I start writing words down, things I really, really have to use in my review, because suddenly I’m back to thinking about Elvis, the brilliance of this art that this movie is, it is hard to describe it with words. I make my way to the bar with my phone in my hand, fingers typing furiously, it’s like motivation suddenly corrupted my brain. I write phrases like ‘mesmerizing, magical, never been done before, beautiful—‘ and before I know it someone is bumping into me, spilling their drink all over my dress.
‘Oh my god, I’m so sorry!’ Says the gentle voice, and I look down on my dress. It’s completly drenched. Fuck. ‘Let me get some paper towels for you!’ Says the person who just spilled their champagne over me, and as I look up you recognize it is Olivia, the actress who played Priscilla in the movie.
And suddenly I’m not even mad about the dress anymore.
‘It’s okay.’ I smile. She smiles gently and goes over to the bartender, getting a couple of napkins.
‘Still, do you have anything you can change into? I have a blazer over there at my seat if you want to wear it.’ She apologizes while trying to soak up some champagne.
‘No, it really is fine! I have a jumper in my car.’ I lied. ‘I loved you in the movie by the way!’ I take my chance, now or never.
‘Thank you so much, I promise I’m not always this clumsy in real life.’ She chuckles.
‘I’m Anastasia,’ I reach for her hand. ‘But everyone calls me Stacy.’
‘Olivia, nice to meet you.’ She says. ‘Can I buy you a drink? I feel so terrible about this whole situation.’
A drink? And maybe talk? That would be perfect.
‘Only if you have time, it’s fine, really.’ I try to be polite but my heart is beating out of my chest.
‘No, I insist.’ She smiles and the two of us make our way to a bartender. We talk a little and I reveal myself to be a journalist, and Olivia offers me some of her insights on the film and how she got into the role while still talking about basic stuff and about the whole Cannes event. She is really good to talk to.
‘Hey, would you like to come and say hi to the rest of the crew? I think they are done with the big interviews.’ She smiles and I take a deep breath.
This would be such a big opportunity, and Olivia is so nice, she wouldn’t let me get uncomfortable.
‘Okay.’ I smile. This is the perfect opportunity. ‘Get yourself together,’ if I ask the right questions and talk to the right people I could get into circles I have always wanted to.
As I follow Olivia through the giant crowd I look down on myself. My dress looks so bad and I’m going to meet the big names of Hollywood in this. Great.
Olivia holds my hand and leads me into a room which was divided by a purple curtain, and as we walk through I see we are in a private room. Some bar-chairs all over the place and some gentle music is playing in the background, suddenly, I am nervous.
‘Baz!’ Olivia calls out. ‘This is Stacy,’ She tugs on my arm and I’m in front of the brilliant director of the movie.
‘Nice to meet you, Stacy. Did you like the film?’ Baz asks.
‘I loved it, you did a super great job!’ I smile and he chuckles, being proud of himself, as he should be.
‘It was Austin who did most of it, but thank you.’ He smiles and I suddenly feel a presence behind me.
‘That is not true.’ The voice says and I look behind me, and it is him.
Elvis— Austin.
‘Yeah it is, all that clapping was for you, darling.’ Baz says but I can’t even pay attention because I am so blinded by his aura and energy.
Suddenly Austin’s gaze leaves Baz, and he is looking in my eyes.
‘I don’t believe we met.’ He says in a really soothing, calm voice.
‘I don’t believe we have.’ I say, trying my hardest not to blush.
‘Austin Butler.’ He says and reaches for my hand.
‘Anastasia Dane.’ I say and I give him my hand, which is clearly shaking.
‘Nice to meet you, Anastasia.’ He smiles.
‘Stacy’s fine.’ I say.
‘Anastasia is beautiful.’ He says in a quiet voice.
Olivia suddenly appears with a glass of wine in her hand, giving it to me.
‘I spilled my drink all over her.’ She says to Austin who looks at me, his eyes going all the way up and down. ‘I can see that.’ He says and I blush, God this is embarrassing.
‘You didn’t even offer her something to cover up with?’ He turns to Olivia.
‘She did, but I’m fine.’ I smile reassuringly and he tilts his head slightly. He takes two steps forward before taking off his tux, leaving him only in a white shirt, the first button unbuttoned and the sleeves of it are rolled up to his elbows.
He is so close, draping the tux over my shoulders. ‘I don’t doubt that,’ Austin whispers.
Is he flirting with me?
‘So I hear you liked the film,’ he says, stepping away from me.
‘I did yes, it was amazing, can’t wait to rewatch it.’ I smile and he keeps eyeing me up and down.
‘I’m glad you liked it.’ He says and looks away, noticing a few people coming in from behind the curtain that we just walked across. ‘Be right back.’ He says with a smirk and leaves me there.
I take the opportunity to talk to Baz, and honestly he’s so intellectual but at the same time casual to talk to, he makes sure everybody in the conversation feels included. I get some stuff for my review and then I just stand there and listen to his captivating stories.
We talk for what seems like hours, and suddenly just like earlier I feel presence behind me, this time it’s closer, followed by a hand on the small of my back.
I turn my head, even though I knew fully well whose hand I have gently laying on me, and I see Austin locking eyes with Baz and listening to him talking with the same amazment as me.
‘No, I didn’t think that!’ He suddenly joins in on the conversation, making everybody chuckle. His hand never leaving my back and the way he is closer every second I can’t even focus on what everyone’s saying.
‘Stacy, did you notice that in that scene?’ Olivia smiles and I have no idea what they are talking about.
My face goes red and I keep avoiding eye contact, ‘Uhm… No, I-I guess I should’ve paid attention more.’ I stutter and Olivia smiles, continuing her story and I feel the hand leaving the small of my back to grip into my waist, and pull me just a little closer.
‘Guess you should’ve.’ Austin whispers, smirking a little and I blush once again.
He is flirting with me.
More and more people keep coming in from behind the curtain, and this family-type feeling is gone, suddenly everyone’s talking to different people and I’m left alone on a barchair.
‘Stacy!’ I hear from behind me.
Jeff.
‘Stacy! Hey!’ He says, and I can recongnize the alcohol in his voice.
‘Hi Jeff.’ I say with a little smile.
‘How’s my favourite girl?’ He says and stands right next to me. I feel uncomfortable with how he is standing so close and I just want this to be over.
‘I’m okay. Just finishing this.’ I smile and take a hold of my drink.
‘What happened to your dress?’ He asks, looking down on the huge stain.
‘It’s fine, someone spilled champagne over me.’ I tell him while trying to think of something that will save me from this misery.
‘You know,’ He leans closer. ‘I could take it off of you.’ He says and I lean away.
God this is embarrassing.
‘I—‘ I say when I suddenly feel somebody from the other side of me.
‘Hey, beautiful.’ I know that voice. ‘Everything alright?’ Austin.
‘Yeah uhm… Everything alright.’ I say, still leaning away from Jeff and leaning closer to Austin.
‘Hey, I’m Jeff, and old friend of Stacy here.’ Jeff says and extends his hand, while the other one squeezes my shoulder for a second. Austin catches the movement and extends his hand back.
‘Austin. Now if you will excuse us, I need to talk to Anastasia.’ Austin says and the hand on my back is back, him leading me away from Jeff.
We go to a small hallway and he lets go of me.
‘Thank you so much.’ I say with a sigh of relief.
‘For what?’ He asks with a smirk.
‘For saving me from this awkward situation.’ I say and he walks a little closer.
‘It’s nothing.’ He says and we stand there in silence. The hallway is dark and I can barely see his face with how close he is standing and how nothing’s lighting up his face, his handsome, pretty face.
He lifts his hand and gently puts his thumb on my forearm, carassing a little skin there.
‘I didn’t like him being so close to you.’ He says and woah. Woah.
What is happening?
‘Me neither.’ I manage to get words out.
‘I didn’t,’ He backs me up into the wall. ‘I didn’t like him touching you.’ He says and takes both of his hands to cage me into the wall, both of those hands on each side of my head.
‘Me neither.’ I say with a little smile, trying to play along, trying not to sound completly gone, trying to hide that I’m already so aroused by just this, and he didn’t even touch me yet.
‘Do you like, me touching you?’ He whispers and one of his hand leaves the wall, gently guiding his fingertips over my jawline.
His hands are so soft.
‘Yes.’ I say breathlessly, thank god he can’t see my red face in the dark.
‘Hm.’ He hums and softly moves his hand, touching my cheek, then my jawline once again, my neck, my collarbone and everything’s too much, I feel too hot, I raise my hands and get out of his tux that I’m wearing.
He smirks and leans closer and suddenly his lips are on my neck. My breathing quickens as soon as I feel his soft lips on my skin, I’m sure he can feel how my heart paced up.
He plants gentle kisses on my neck, then my jawline. I don’t know what to do with my hands and a sudden rush of bravery washes over me, grabbing his face in my hand and kissing him with force.
He takes one hand and puts it on my neck, while the other takes a hold of my hip, and with that we move into each other. While the kiss evolves into something more passionate Austin grabs me the side of my thigh, holding it up so our groins directly touch. His hand is under my dress, and I feel him moving his bulge into me. I moan at the contact, louder than I intended.
‘Fuck, should we get out of here?’ He says, pulling away from me.
‘Yes, please.’ I say and he takes a hold of my hand.
He leads me out of the hallway, and drops my hand when we get into the room. He places his hand on the small of my back and leads me out of the crowded place, waving to Olivia and disappearing through the purple curtain.
He takes a left and we are suddenly at some kind of a backdoor, where there are cars waiting for people, Austin looks at one, then looks at me and goes to open the door to let me get in.
He tells the address of his hotel to the driver and throughout the journey his hand never leaves my thigh.
‘Can’t wait to get you alone.’ He leans closer and whispers in my ear.
I sigh breathlessly, trying to keep it together but it’s so hard to do so, so hard when he is so close, his breath on my neck, his shoulder touching mine while his hand creeps up my thigh.
‘Baby…’ He whispers and bites my earlobe and I quietly moan which makes him smirk.
The driver slows down and I know we are at the hotel. Austin gets out and extends his hand for me to take.
His hand is on the small of my back, this becomes like a routine for us, while he guides me to the elevator. Some other people get in, making us step back and standing directly in front of the back of the elevator.
I feel Austin’s hand going lower just a little, settling on my ass, not squeezing or groping, he just leaves it there.
The elevator stops on every level, and now I’m getting impatient, I need to get my hands on him, and I need him to get his hands on me. So out of desperation I lean closer to him, my head barely touching his chest. I feel his hand leaving my ass as he thightly grabs me by my waist.
And suddenly we are on our level. We excuse ourselves and get out before Austin is basically running towards the door. He gets out his keycard and looks at me, motioning me to come in.
He locks the door behind us and I look through the beautiful room, with the most beautiful view. As I look at the direction of the window Austin comes up from behind me, wrapping his strong arms around me.
‘You like?’ He asks, breath hitting my neck, chuckling.
‘I do.’ I smile and turn, finding myself pressed against his chest. I grab his shoulders and I press a gentle kiss on his inviting lips. He kisses back and I feel butterflies in my stomach because of how tender and sensual he is, it makes me want to never stop touching him.
The gentleness in long gone now, he holds me by my hip, backs me up into the kitchen counter, and starts to unbutton his shirt. I try to help him but I’m too preoccupied with the kisses and how when I open my eyes I see more and more of his skin on his chest so I pull away and start kissing him as more of his skin is revealed.
He chuckles and I unbutton the last two buttons on the shirt before kissing and licking his chest and stomach all over. He puts his hand into my hair to guide my head and I gently pull away from the counter I was pressed into so I can lower myself and get on my knees.
‘Fuck, Ana…’ He says and looking up at him, totally out of breath, shirtless, his hair messed up. It was definitely a sight to see.
I guide my finger on the line of his V-line and I reach the waistband of his pants and start to unbuckle his belt.
‘Fuck, you are so- so pretty, baby.’ Austin says as I struggle to open his belt, he reaches for my hair and holds it up for me.
Finally I successfully remove his pants and he steps out of them, standing there in only underwear. I put my lips on his bulge and I can feel him slightly moving his hips, he is eager. So I don’t waste any time, I need him so bad, I free his hardness.
I audibly swallow when I see it, right in front of my face, and I once again waste no time spitting in my hand and guide it up and down on him.
He groans and I take this as a sign to finally get my mouth on him. I kiss the tip and lick it from the base to the top all the way. He pulls on my hair at the sudden contact and I take him in my mouth as deep as I can, while he tugs on my hair a little harder. Not that I mind. I look up to him and I see him struggling to keep looking at me, his eyes rolling back, even throwing his head back. I continue to bob my head up and down before I feel him pulling my hair slightly upwards, making me pull off of him.
‘Stand up.’ He says and I feel heat all over mg body hearing him order me like that, so I do as he says. As soon as I’m up on my feet, he gently bends down and reaches for the bottom of my dress to pull it over my head. I’m now left in my dark red bra and panties, while Austin throws the stained dress aside. He picks me up and puts his hands firmly on my asscheeks and carries me to a room which, I suppose, is his bedroom.
He basically throws me onto the bed and I smile when he is crawling over me.
‘You are so beautiful.’ He says and looks at me up and down.
‘You too.’ I say and he smirks before lowering himself and coming in direct contact with my breasts which are still covered by the red lace. He kisses one gently.
‘So pretty. I wanna get my mouth on them so badly, can I, baby?’ He says and wouldn’t I be the biggest fool on Earth to say no to that.
‘Yes, please.’ He smirks and reaches under me to unhook my bra, freeing my boobs, my nipples already hard because of him.
‘I like it when you say that, darling.’ He says and I moan loudly when he attaches his lips, those perfect lips, on my goosebumps filled skin there.
‘You like that?’ He asks and sucks on my skin. I nod with my mouth gaping open, not being able to think because of the intense pleasure I’m receiving.
‘Answer me, sweetheart.’ He asks and looks up at me, stopping everything he was doing, I arch my back because of the lack of touch.
‘Yes, yes. Please.’ I say and I can tell by his smirk this is turning him on so much, but still fights the urge to keep kissing me.
‘Please, what? What do you want, tell me baby.’ He asks and his eyes are burning a hole into my forehead, his gaze is so strong and powerful and full of undivided attention, his gaze is something everyone who wants to feel loved and wanted should experience in their life.
‘I want you, Austin. I want you to fuck me.’ I say and his smirk falls before kissing me passionately on the lips.
‘Bold choice baby.’ He says and I smile as he kisses down my body, his hands wandering everywhere he can reach, squeezing my boobs then coming back up to put his hand around my throat.
‘I’m gonna fuck you so well, princess. Nobody has ever fucked you like this and nobody ever will.’ He stares into my soul and I can’t help but moan just at his words. Everything he does is arousing to me. ‘I love it when you are loud like that. Makes me want to never hear anything else again.’ I know I boosted his ego with the moans and the eagerness so I smile at his cocky behaviour change. He winks at me and I chuckle when he reaches down to slightly rub me through my red lace panties.
‘You are so wet, can’t wait to be inside you baby.’ He says and lowers himself on my body to tug down my panties. He does so and throws them away.
I take a sharp breath as he starts to kiss down my abdomen and uses one finger to rub the side of my thigh, to slightly hold me down. His kisses slow down the lower he gets and he is finally planting a kiss directly on my pussy. He takes his other hand and guides one finger down my folds before diving into me, his head between my thighs, licking up everything he can get. Pure ecstasy takes me over and as soon as he inserts even the tip of his finger into my hole, I grab a hold of his hair and I feel heat in my lower stomach.
‘Fuck, Austin.. I- I’m close.’ I say, which comes out as a whisper because my moans are too loud in comparison.
Austin doesn’t stop, he keeps lapping his tongue on my heat, his finger now fully in me, his other hand leaving my thigh and just gently rubbing my clit a little.
And that does the job for me. I grab his hair forcefully and I feel myself reaching my release while he still eats me throughout the course of my orgasm.
He comes up from in between my thighs. ‘What a sight to see, baby, all flushed and wet, just for me. For me.’ He says and comes up to kiss me, giving me just a little taste of what he has been devouring for the last few minutes.
‘Please fuck me.’ I say and I don’t have to ask him twice.
‘Who got you this turned on?’ He asks with a smile while reaching for the bedside table to get out a condom.
‘You, you Austin.’ I say as he slides the condom on himself and crawls back on top of me.
‘So pretty.’ He says and suddenly pushes into me and I scream. He throws his head back and starts to move in and out of me as I moan. He paces up and takes me by my knees to get a better angle, which feels so good, I’m not even sure that I’m thinking clearly anymore.
‘Fuck.’ He groans and I take his face in my hands to kiss him, which is so messy because of our rapid and rhythmless breathing and moans but it doesn’t matter.
I can feel him getting closer and closer and as he keeps hitting that spot in me, I feel closer too.
He suddenly grabs me by the waist and flips us over, pulling out in the process but settling me on his lap.
‘Sit on it baby.’ He says and just like that I do so, because he is back to his ordering self.
He moans and I start to move, the same pace he was fucking me just a minute ago. I bounce up and down and stop just a few times to grind into him. His hand stays on my thighs, sometimes goes behind to grope my ass, or slap it a little.
I feel his grab on my ass getting harder and harder and I know he is close.
‘You close, darling?’ He says and I nod as he takes one hand to grab one of my breasts before sitting up and once again being so close to each other. I put my head in the crook of his neck and he thrusts his hips up once and that is enough to send me over the edge.
‘Come for me, Ana.’ He whispers and I scream when I do so. He looks at me with his sexiest bedroom eyes and just like that he is throwing his head back and coming with me, joining me in this ecstasy.
He pulls out of me and sets me down on the bed. He wraps the condom and goes to which I assume is the bathroom, appearing with a shirt and a towel in his hand. He cleans me up and gives me a kiss on my lips.
‘I’m gonna go pee.’ I murmur with the shirt clutched in my hand and he nods while he searches for pants himself.
When I’m back, the curtains are down, just a little night lamp is brightening the room with mostly just dark brown furnitures. Austin is already half asleep in the bed and I’m not sure if he wants me to stay or not. Should I just go? I don’t have a pair of pants.
‘Stop staring.’ He murmurs in a really low voice and I chuckle.
‘Are you going to stand there or— did I not tire you out enough?’ He says and props himself up on his elbow while patting the blanket next to him.
I start to walk towards the bed and I sit down on it before laying down next to him.
‘You okay?’ He asks.
‘Of course. More than okay.’ I smile and turn towards him. He extends his hand and just touches my cheek lightly.
‘Good night, Ana.’ He says, reaching for the bedside lamp to turn it off.
‘Good night, Austin.’ I smile and he pulls me closer. I can’t help myself but to kiss him gently again.
‘Sleep baby, we will continue this in the morning.’ He whispers.
Well, I didn’t expect this.
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To The Ends Of The Earth; Chapter 1
Austin!Elvis x OC, Elvis x OC
Summary: Annalise Snow is a girl that Hank Snow raised to be a good all American girl that all the other girls would want to be. Well when a boy that comes from the same Memphis Annalise missed...it turns out she's a little more wild then she thought. Will she travel to the ends of the Earth with a boy she just met? Or will she be left in the dust?
Warnings: swearing, yelling, mentions of sex in later chapters, dark undertones possibly, Colonel Tom Parker. 
Note: This is my first time writing anything on Tumblr and I’m super nervous! (I used to write on Wattpad all the time when I was like 12) Please let me know if you have an advice for a newbie! Thanks and I hope you enjoy! 
Read Chapter 2 here!
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Annalise stood there in awe. Her body was rigid and firm as the man danced on the stage in front of her. Her father was trying to pull her back from the mesmerizing hip thrusts of the young man in front of her. Annalise finally rips herself away as the girls in the audience screamed at this fella dressed in pink and strummin' that guitar like it was nothin'. Her father finally got her to her senses as he gripped her shoulders harshly. The sound of the guitar rattlin' her brain a little.
"Annalise Petunia Snow! I told you to stay with your brother backstage!" Her skin begins to flush as she realizes she's been enraptured by the young man on stage. She bows her head and starts to retreat back to her brother's side but not before looking back one more time. The pink clad singer turns to the side as he wiggles his legs and really his whole body. As Annalise's eyes scanned his figure their eyes meet and a teasing wink from him is all it takes for her to whip around right to her brother.
"Hey," Jimmie chuckles, "you're just as bad as all those other crazy cats out there. What's gotten into you, Anna?" Annalise fumbles with the words in her brain as she can still hear the raven haired wonder's voice ring through the air. She really couldn't say. Sure there had been boys that offered her a milkshake or a ride to the drive ins but no man every made her feel such 'searing desire. Her skin still felt flushed with shame from when her father gripped her back into reality.
"I-I really don't know, Jimmie. He's just somethin' never heard of before. Somethin' raw, you know?" Jimmie rolled his eyes, chortling. Annalise rubbed her clammy hands on her dress finally realizing that the dress she was wearing was the one her best friend lent her. Penelope Parker...she was gonna have a talking to soon enough. The dress was baby blue going down to just above her mid-knee but was it TIGHT to her curves. The straps laid gently on her shoulders and slipped constantly. She felt it flow against her as she felt herself dancing WITH Elvis earlier. As she went to fix her strap a large hand covered her shoulder placing the strap gently on her skin.  She looked up and that searing desire laid rampant in her body once again.
"There ya are, Darlin'. You're warm," His lips were close to the shell of her ear as he spoke," Blue is one my favorite colors." He pulled away and it felt like whatever warmth she had was sucked out of her as he walked away guitar in hand. Meanwhile Penelope was waving frantically.
"ANNALISE PETUNIA SNOW! Did that Elvis Presley fella just touch you? AND whisper in your ear?!" Her hand went to her head as she sighed feigning a swoon. Annalise crossed her arms and pushed Penelope slightly.
"Penelope Suanne Parker! When in the Lord's name did you walk away from me earlier?! My daddy found me droolin' all over that boy from Memphis!" Penelope's snorting laughter ensued. Annalise could just bury herself now so her daddy wouldn't have to. Pen placed her hand on Anna's shoulder.
"I think I've helped you, Doll. So don't go flippin' your lid at me, girl." Pen scoffed. She twirled Annalise around and giggled.
"This isn't funny, Pen! My daddy's gonna keep me locked up for years to come because of this! I'll never be able to leave my motel room because of this!" Annalise rubbed her hands over her face in embarrassment.
"Come on, Anna. Cheer up and let's go back to your room tonight. We can have a sleepover like old times!" She cried out pulling Annalise's arm towards her. Annalise nodded and followed her along but not without seeing the 'Presley' boy from earlier. He seemed to be waiting for his mama to finish her panicked speech about the girls from earlier. Anna felt like her body had been frozen in place. His black hair bobbed along as he nodded his head at her. His head turned for a second and their eyes met. The spark of forbidden electricity struck her to her very core. Anna didn't know what possessed her to even walk over to the Presleys but here she was.
"Hello? Mrs. Presley," Annalise smiled warmly at the beyond stressed woman," I'm Hank Snow's daughter and I wanted to apologize for the behavior of the crowd. I've been doin' this forever and-" Mrs. Presley cuts her off with a chuckle.
"Thank you, Miss Snow. I'm glad to know some of the girls in the crowd tonight had their heads screwed on a little bit straight for my bewbie." Her eyes twinkled while she looked at her son.  Though it seemed Elvis couldn't take his eyes off of Anna.
"If you want to look for any compensation for the jacket I can surely pay you-" She's once again cut off but this time by the Presley boy.
"How about you just come with me, dolly? I'd need some advice from a Snow that's been in this business awhile?" Annalise nodded and gave Elvis the number of the telephone in the motel room.
"Y'all get home safe now! I'll see you soon, Mister Presley!"
"It's Elvis, Darlin'!" She nodded and waved them off turning around to a bewildered Penelope.
"You sly fox you! Look at you go, missy!"
"Oh hush, Pen! Didn't you say earlier this morning he's nineteen? Daddy would kill both of us!"
"Older boys always have the most money is what my daddy says!"
"Yeah, well your daddy's a little off his rocker. I don't think I'll be takin' his advice anytime soon."
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"Daddy! Stop! You get to perform in all these conditions it's only fair Mister Presley gets to as well!" Annalise gripped her father's arm harshly trying to pull him away from Mr. Parker.
"Why don't you tell her what you just said....Colonel..." Hank turns to his son who is still looking a bit bewildered himself. Annalise lets go of her father's arm and looks at her best friend's father. Her blood pumping through her ears.
"I want you to come with me and Elvis on the road. I'm dropping your daddy however in the process. It's not personal, Miss Snow." Annalise's eyes widen in shock. How could Mr. Parker do that to her father after all they've been through? Had her daddy finally hit rock bottom?
"M-Mr. Parker, why would you need me to come along?"
"Mister Presley told me he needed a back up singer. A young eye. A yo-" Tom is interrupted by Hank groaning.
"That damn beatnik wants to take you to be his greaser bitch! HE ain't takin' MY little angel!" Annalise is grappled into her father's arms while she stands there in shock yet. Jimmie pats his father on the back.
"This is a decision up to Anna, daddy. You gotta let her speak." Jimmie expresses calmly. Hank lets the shaking red head go. She meets Mr. Parker's awaiting eyes. The words seem to bubble in her throat as tears fill here eyes. She makes a run for the carnival to find her best friend. How could her father say that about Elvis? How dare Tom Parker make her a pawn in a game against her own father?
"Where ya goin', Doll? You still haven't come with me to the shops? I thought you were flackin' on me." The large hand on her shoulder drives through goosebumps all over her skin.  His blue eyes shifted from playful to concern within seconds. She gasped and wiped her face abruptly.
"Hey, Mister Presley. I-I didn't mean to bump into you so soon. Um, I uh heard about the offer from, Mr. Parker."
"Darlin' I told you to call me Elvis. You make me feel old when you say it like that. What do you think? I'd hate to leave you under the shine of your family. You've gotta spread those wings, baby." Annalise feels heat rush to her cheeks at the name.
"Mister Presley, I don't think I can. You don't know what my daddy would do if I did."
"Well how about you talk to your mama? You told me she was like your best friend. I really would like to have my best girl by my side." The thoughts racing through Annalise's head were sinful and filthy. Who the hell was this man and how did he take her innocence in his stride? There were so many girls throwing themselves at Elvis every performance.  How could she keep up with that?
"I-I will. Can I give you an answer in the mornin'?" Elvis smiles and takes her arm in his.
"Of course, Doll. Now I'm gonna walk you back to your room in case Colonel tries to stop you again." She smiles right back. Her skin felt alight with new found energy. She was dumbfounded by how good just standing next to him felt. They get to the door of her motel room with no interruption. She lets out a sigh of relief she didn't know she was holdin' in.
"Thanks, Mister Presley. I'll call my mama right now. This is all doin' my head in tight now. I've never disobeyed him....ever." She sighed while she unlinked her arm, from his. Elvis pursed his lips and shrugged.
"I wish it was easier, Darlin'. I just have to have you with me for the ride. And just think about it, you'll have Penelope too!" Annalise had never thought about it like that before . She could have the life she always wanted. Maybe if she followed Elvis to end of the Earth she'd be free from her daddy's conservative grasp. Elvis took her hand in his, pressing his lips to it gently. Her skin felt hot to the touch.
"YOU DAMN GREASER! Get your god damn disgusting paws off my daughter! Annalise get your ass over here now ore I'm sending you home!" Her father was seething as Jimmie held him back. Annalise grabbed Elvis' hand and took a deep breath.
"Ain't that the bite, daddy! I'm tellin' mama I'm goin' with Mister Presley to the ends of the Earth! Forget you, wet rag!" She blew her hair out of her face and pulled Elvis into her room. She locks it with baited breath. She turns to see Elvis' shocked face. Pounding stuns them both as she shrieks. Elvis wraps his arms around her with his hand cradling her head as hot tears decorated his shoulder.
"It's alright, Mama. I've gotcha. Nothin’s gonna happen with me here. Hush, baby. Don't bash ears, baby." His warmth engulfed her as her world shattered to pieces. She really went against her father for a boy she saw wigglin' on a stage. After the pounding had stopped she dialed her mother's number back home.
"H-Hello, Momma. D-daddy already called? Mhm," She hiccupped her words as Elvis rubbed her back softly, "I'm gonna stay with Mister Presley's family. Mhm, I tell 'em thank ya. Daddy's gonna be mad when he gets back. I won't apologize. I love you too momma. Good night." She placed the phone down gently.
"Lemme call my folks quick, okay? If anything I'll sleep on the floor of my bedroom." He sends a wink her way and she feels smaller than before. This boy was about to open his home to her and he didn't even know her that well.
"Mister Presley, I don’t-“ He places a finger to his lips as he calls his mama.
"Hey Mama. I missed you too. Hey I know. I'm safe. Well this isn't my room. You know Hank Snow's daughter," He smiles and grabs Annalise's hand," Yes the sweet little thing from Memphis. She needs somewhere to stay for a bit so- you would! Thanks mama! I love you more. Goodnight, Mama." He turns to Annalise and hugs her close.
"I-I'm gonna be free from this Carnival , Mister Presley. I-I've never left Daddy and Jimmie." Elvis took her hand in his, bringing it to his lips.
"We're in good hands Darlin'. We're gonna change the world. To the ends of the Earth always, right? I'm going to go find, Colonel. Let him know I'll be drivin' ya around tomorrow." Anna nodded and smiled. Watching him leave from the window in the motel room.
"What the hell am I doin'? I must be smitten'." Annaliese Falls into her bed and sighs. God, how could she have done any of that? She's never seen her daddy that mad in her life. She hoped he wouldn't come to say goodbye as she left with Elvis.
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"I can't believe this is how I meet your parents...My daddy throwin' me out like trash." Elvis huffed and opened the door of his work truck for her to hop in. Elvis had a tense conversation with her father when he left the room in the mornin'. She heard a lot of swear words and Elvis threatenin' to give her daddy a knuckle sandwich if he tried to take her from Elvis while he packed his truck.
"You know they already love ya, Annalise. They're the ones that wanted you to sing my song on stage the other day! They heard you sing Amazing Grace with your father and thought you were a blessin'." She chuckles at the statement. He looks at his hair in the mirror.
"My daddy would not have taken to kindly that. He already thought me learning guitar when I was ten was witchcraft because it was for boys. Only I could sing. Jimmie would teach me anyway when daddy was out recording his songs!"
"Well your daddy has been wrong about a lot of things so far, Darlin'. So far we're winnin' this game." Elvis' truck revs to life and she watched as the carnival got smaller from her view. Jimmie had at least given her a hug and cried a bit before lettin' her go. Saying something about giving Mister Presley his blessing, whatever that meant. Seeing her daddy watch ominously off the balcony while she stared at him through the review mirror of Elvis' truck had her feeling somewhat prideful. That man controlled her life in the spotlight since she was born. At least her Mama was proud of her.
"Little Miss Snow! It is so nice to meet you, sweet pea! We were so excited. I baked too many sweets! Come on in." Gladys trails Anna through the house while Elvis stands holding her bags. The car ride was peaceful but now Anna felt like she was going to melt of nervousness.
"I haven't seen her this happy about a girl you brought home since you left Dixie." His daddy spoke. Elvis sulked and pushed his father's shoulder a bit.
"That's not funny, daddy. Annalise is a guest she ain't my girl."
"Yet, Elvis. Not yet." He smirks and pats Elvis on the back while they enter the house.
"Mrs. Presley. This is the best banana bread I've ever had! How did y'all know it was my favorite?" Gladys smiled and placed an arm around her shoulders.
"My mama just has this sense. The sweet sense." He chuckles placing her bags on the ground.
"Well maybe we can make some together later, Annalise! That would be a time! I've even got an extra apron!" She swung a light blue and pink apron around like ballgowns. Gladys seemed to really enjoy her company just like Elvis had been hoping.
"I'm gonna show her my room. Our room. Nah, not like that. I'm gonna show her where she's gonna be at." Elvis stumbled and fumbled his words. The giggle that emanated through the room was enough to make Elvis swoon. She followed after still eating her banana bread piece.
"I don't mind sleeping in the same bed." Elvis whipped his head around. His eyes seemed panicked as Annalise laughed.
"Can you not kill a boy tryin' to be a gentleman 'cause you are makin' it hard, Doll." His words came out breathy and Annalise covered her mouth to stifle her giggles.
"Hey, you ever hear of Beale Street," Elvis once again stood slack in surprise," my daddy got lost once there. It was so funny to see his face as I ran out of the car. I made a couple friends since we got stranded for a couple days there before I had become Hank Snow's Conservative Lass. I really miss ‘em." She stared out Elvis' window and sighed heavily.
"You? And Beale Street? Doll," his breath was shakier than before," you are my dream come true. I'll take you tomorrow since we've got some time before we go. It's just as amazin' as you remember." Annalise grins from ear to ear, throwing her arms around Elvis.
"I've always tried to sneak out to go see it! Daddy always caught me! I could see Club Handy up close, Mister Presley!!" He took her hands in his and smiled.
"I'll take you anywhere, Annalise. To the ends of the Earth if I had to." His hand caressed the side of her cheek. That feeling of searing hot desire filled Annalise's veins. She knew they were getting a little too close since her daddy disowning her so fast but she couldn't stop herself. She had to taste the forbidden fruit once and for all. Their lips seemed to gravitate towards one another. Her first kiss was about to be with a greaser...that almost punched her daddy's lights out. She could just die happily.
"Mister Presley, I really want t-"
"Elvis! Come here please! You said earlier we needed to talk, booby!" Gladys' voice interrupted whatever magnetic pull was between the two. The two stared at each other incredulous. Annalise nodded and turned to Elvis' bed while he closed the door.
"Annalise Petunia Snow. Elvis Presley ain't bein' this nice for fun. What are we doin'?" She took out a couple dresses and laid them flat on the bed. She thought to herself however, bein' Elvis' girl sounded like a dream come true. The ends of the Earth could never compare. And in Elvis' mind the Rock of Eternity was a long ways behind havin' Annalise for life.
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Yes, Mr. B
This photo inspired this story. Austin is your college professor (you’re in graduate school) and well, you can guess what happens next.
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“I am so nervous for my test grade” your friend, Krista says as she taps her fingers nervously against the wooden desk.
You scoff, “That test was so easy. I am sure we got A’s, stop stressing”
You unzip your backpack and take out a pencil. 
“Easy for you to say, you ALWAYS do well. Me? I have to study 24/7 to even obtain a B+” she sighs and sinks back in her chair.
You roll your eyes. “Oh stop, I’m sure you did fine!”
Just then, the classroom door opens and in strolls your professor, Mr. Butler. He wore a black button down shirt today with grey slacks and black loafers. He looked expensive, as if he were a celebrity walking the red carpet. But Mr. Butler always dressed that way. Being a college professor, you always assumed Mr. Butler would walk in dressed the way some college professors dressed nowadays. Casual. Not him, he always dressed to the nines.
“Ugh, great. Mr. Butler looks mad today” Krista says as she gestures towards him. You look at him as he takes a seat and sets his bag on the table.
Not many people in the class liked Mr. Butler. A lot of them thought he didn’t take his job seriously, that he shouldn’t even be in this field. Krista always says he looks like he should be a model or movie star because he was so good looking. He never wanted to be called Mr. Butler or Professor, he preferred Mr. B, probably because it made him feel “cooler” or that he was on the same level as college kids. You never called him Mr. B, it was always Mr. Butler. You were a respectful young lady who liked to call people by their actual names. You’ve never told Krista this because of how much she disliked him but you’ve always had a crush on Mr. Butler. There was something about him that made you feel flustered whenever you were around him.
“Alright everyone, I graded your tests on the American Revolution. I have to say...I’m impressed...with most of you” he says.
He starts to walk down each row of desk handing each student their tests. Some had smiles on their faces, some with frowns. As he approaches your desk, the scent of his cologne engulfs your nose.
He looks at you and hands you your test face down. He continues down the row.
You turn over your paper and right there in big red marker was the letter C.
You gasp, you could feel tears starting to form.
“Holy shit...I got an A! How is that even possible?” Krista says showing you the test. You look at it with disbelief. You look back at yours and then at hers.
“There has to be some mistake” you say under your breath.
You look up at Mr. Butler and he’s sitting on his desk taking a look at all the students’ reactions. His eyes meet yours, they were dark and intense.
“For those of you who are unhappy with your grade, it may be in your best interest to attend office hours” he says as he doesn’t break your gaze.
You bite your lip nervously.
The class continues. You don’t ever register what he’s talking about because the big fat red letter C dominated your thoughts. You never did poorly on a test. Ever.
Soon enough, class was over and Mr. Butler dismisses the students. You gather your books and stuff them into your backpack.
“Hey, now that I got an A on this test, maybe Mr. B isn’t so bad after all” Krista whispers with a giggle.
You roll your eyes.
“[Y/N], would you mind if we had a chat?”
You turn and Mr. Butler is sitting in his chair. You smooth your skirt down and look at Krista.
“I’ll catch up with you later” you say. Krista leaves and closes the door quietly. Soon enough, the classroom is empty. Just you and Mr. Butler remain.
“You are usually a straight A student, I am quite surprised at your test grade.” he admits. 
You look down at the floor and sigh. 
“Truthfully, me too” you say.
He gets up from his seat and pulls an empty desk chair over to his desk.
“I’d like to go over your test grade with you. Maybe we can look at some of the questions and see where things went wrong” he smiles.
Being alone in this room with him, the intensity of your attraction to him skyrocketed. The way he sat at his desk so casually. His willingness to help you turned you on. 
You sit down next to him and the electricity shocks your body.
You pull your test out of your bag and place it on the desk. He picks it up and skims through the first page.
“Did you study?” he asks, looking up at you. His blue eyes glimmered. All you wanted to do right now was kiss him.
“Of course, I always study. Mr. Butler, I know I am a good student. I really tried so hard. Maybe I got distracted” you admit to him.
He puts his hand over yours. You can feel your body becoming hot.
“Please, call me Mr. B” he says.
You look up at him and his face is inches away from yours.
“You know, I’m kind of happy you received this grade” he says.
“Why?” you ask and bite your lip. Your confidence growing as you can see he is clearly interested in you. His eyes fall to your lips and he keeps them there for a moment.
“Because” he whispers. “It gives me an excuse to see you outside of class”
You are inches away from his face now. You decide to tease him a little bit.
“Oh yeah?” you ask innocently. Your hand moves towards his belt buckle. “Why is that?”
He looks down and watches your hand as you place it on top of his grey slacks. You could feel his erection growing.
His lips brush against your cheek. “Because I want to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before”
You breathe in slowly and move your lips towards his. You close your eyes and lean in.
“Do it” you groan.
He kisses you passionately. The fiery feeling inside of you grows. He keeps kissing you as you quickly get out of your chair and get on top of him.
“You walk in here with your short skirt today” he says as he plays with the fabric. “Fuck, you almost made me cum in the middle of class”
He moves his hands towards your tank top and pulls the straps down.
You caress his cheek and look into his eyes.
“Did you ever think that I wear them just for you?” you say and lean into kiss him. He moans and unclips your bra. “Fuck” he says taking in the sight of you.
His hands grabs your tits and he sighs.
“I shouldn’t even be doing this, I’m your teacher” he says realizing that maybe this really isn’t a good idea. He loosens his grip on you a little bit and retreats his hands to his side.
You grab his hands and place them back on your tits.
“I don’t care what you are. I want you to fuck me” you say and kiss him again. This time, he doesn’t stop. His tongue exploring your mouth, his hands gripping you tightly.
You start to unbutton his shirt and pull it back slightly exposing his chiseled chest. 
“Fuck, [Y/N]. You make me so hard” he says. 
You stand up and start to shuffle out of all your clothes. He watches you intently as he pulls off his slacks and pulls his dick out of his boxer briefs.
“Get up on the desk” he whispers. 
You get up on the desk like he says and he spreads your legs apart.
“Jesus Christ” he groans. “You’re so sexy”
You giggle and toss your hair to the side. You felt on top of the world. You couldn’t believe it. This was something you’ve only seen in porn. You couldn’t get over that a man as sexy as him wanted you.
He gets closer to you and slowly pushes his cock inside. 
“Fuck” he says once he fully entered you.
“Fuck me hard” you command.
He looks at you with a smile. He starts to pound away. The desk moving little by little at the power of his thrusts.
“You like the way my cock feels? he asks breathless.
You try to nod. “Yes, Mr. B” you manage to say.
He pulls you closer to him and kisses you.
“That’s it, right there” you say. You bring your hand to your clit and start to rub it.
“Oh my god” he says watching you pleasure yourself.
“Don’t stop” you say as he continue to fuck you senselessly.
Your eyes meet. There was a sense of ferociousness in them. Animalistic. You could tell how much you turned him on. How untouchable he thought you were because you were his student. But in the end, you were his. You melted at his touch. The way he looked at you. You didn’t care if he was 31 and you were only 24. For god’s sake, people did this stuff all the time. Age didn’t matter. Status didn’t matter. What mattered was that you were being pleasured by a man who made you feel wanted.
“You’re so fucking hot” he says as he continues. His hand intertwining in your hair.
“I’m gonna cum” you say tilting your head back.
“Oh yeah? Cum for me” he says. He pounds harder and you could feel your body buckle. 
Watching you in this state, it made him harder. He had never seen someone so beautiful in his life. He wanted more.
You both ride out your orgasms together. You moan as he pulls out of you to release himself into your mouth.
“Fuck” you pant as you gather your clothes together.
He moves some hair out of his face. “That was so fucking hot”
You giggle and hand him his pants. “Your pants, Mr. B”
He takes them into his hands and looks at your flirtatiously.
“Call me, Austin” he smirks.
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Pasta and a Live 
Summary: You and your boyfriend/co-star Austin Butler go on live
You were in Australia filming your new movie Elvis and you and your recently new boyfriend, Austin, were at the hotel you two were staying at. Baz ended filming ending earlier than usual today - 4:30 PM - so you and Austin decided to stay in tonight.
You and Austin started dating about a month after filming began. I mean c'mon, with you playing Priscilla and him playing Elvis, what were people expecting? Plus the fact that you had been his celebrity crush for about 2 years really added to it.
"So what do you want to do for dinner?" Austin asked, his head still resting on your chest.
You were both laying down on the couch watching some random show that was on the TV.
You were silent for a second, thinking, and finally responded with, "Let's make a homemade dinner, we've been eating out a lot recently."
Austin looks up at you with a lovey-dovey expression. "How about we make pasta and garlic bread?" He suggests.
"That sounds amazing." You say kissing his head.
You both get up from the couch, Austin turns off the TV, and you head to the kitchen.
"I'm gonna go change real quick, but you can go ahead and start." He says, walking into your shared hotel bedroom.
You hum a response and start to look in the cabinets for some type of pasta. After a few cabinet searches you find a box of angel hair pasta and settle on that. As you walk over to the counter and began to set everything out you have the idea of going on Instagram live. You quickly pull out your phone, open up the Instagram app, and press the live button. In seconds the viewers flood in, exited for the new content.
User1: OMG!!! FINALLY!! WE'VE MISSED YOU (Y/N)!
User2: Bro she looks beautiful
User3: I'm literally in love with you.
"Aw thanks everyone. Sorry I haven't been active, production has taken up all of my time recently." You respond to the sweet comments. "So, Aus and I decided to stay in tonight and I'm making some pasta." You tell the fans.
"We're making some pasta." Austin says, walking into the kitchen and hugging you from behind and kissing the top of your head.
You look up and meet his lips for a quick kiss, and then look back down at your phone.
User4: OMFG YOU GUYS ARE THE CUTEST
User5: I'm sleeping on the goddamn highway
BazLuhrmann: I'm watching you kids!
You and Austin both laugh at Baz's comment. Austin puts his face close to the camera and says "We love you too, mom!" Which causes you both to burst out laughing.
BazLuhrmann: Mom?! Tomorrow I get to pick the catering for lunch!
-BazLuhrmann has left the live-
This just causes you and Austin to burst out laughing more.
User6: They were meant for each other
User7 - reply to User6: literal soulmates
"Ok, we should probably start making the food, I'm starving." You say.
"Say less." Austin replies, kissing your cheek and then disappearing off camera to go look in the fridge.
"I think we should make pesto sauce, Aus, it's probably the easiest." You say, starting to boil the water.
"Do we even have pesto?" He asks, peering his head into the fridge to look for some.
"Yeah, it's on the second shelf behind the milk baby."
It's silent for a split second and the Austin says, "Found it. Looks delicious." He brings it over to you and reappears on camera.
"Thanks babe." You say, and give him a peck on the cheek.
"Seriously? All that hard work on my part and I get a kiss on the cheek?" He says, with a fake pout.
You give him a funny look and then give him a proper kiss on the lips. He smiles into the kiss and then breaks away to go connect his phone to the speaker for some music.
User8: Sooooooo when is it my turn to be happy?
User9: I don't know who I want to be in this relationship
User10: Austin is the luckiest man on earth.
You giggle at the comments, and start to add the pasta to the boiling water. Suddenly Craw-Fever by Elvis starts to play.
"Perfect music for a perfect night. Now what can I help you with mama?" Austin asks, looking into the pasta pot.
God, he knows what that nickname does to you. "Why don't you start on the garlic bread, I set everything out for you over there." You say, still blushing at the nickname.
"Of course baby." He responds, going over to where the garlic bread supplies are.
You begin to hum to the music and stir the pasta. You watch your phone and read some of the comments your fans are posting.
User11: I would die right on the spot if the Austin Butler called me 'mama'
User12: (Y/N) is literally perfect
User13: Hottest couple of the year and every year to come
User14: I wish I was friends with them
User15: Kiss me now (Y/N)
"You guys are to sweet." You say with a smile.
"Hey! I'm the only one allowed to kiss her." Says Austin, coming over to you and giving you sweet kiss on the lips. "Watch it user number 15!" He says in pretend anger.
You playfully roll your eyes and taste the pasta to see if it's ready.
"Is this good, or should I wait a little longer?" You ask, feeding Austin a noodle.
"This is perfect baby. If you go check on the bread I can drain this and add the sauce." He suggests. You nod and he takes your spot in front of the camera.
User16: Goddamn you are the finest man alive
User17: Austin Butler supremacy
User18: Move I can't see (Y/N)!!
Austin moves closer to the camera and examines himself. "Hm, I guess I am pretty hot." He says with a smile.
You surprise him by lightly hitting him on the side with a kitchen towel.
"What? You don't think it's true?" He says playfully
"Of course I think it's true. But I'm the only one you can hear it from." You say. giggling.
"You're the only one I wanna hear it from mama." He says pulling you in for a kiss.
Can't Help Falling In Love starts playing over the speaker, breaking you from the kiss.
"May I have this dance?" He asks you, placing his hand out for you to take.
"Of course, Mr. Butler." You says giggling.
Austin and you sway around the room, twirling occasionally and singing along to the music in between laughs.
User19: I think I have to log off
User20: The rope just tied itself
User21: If they ever break up, I don't believe in love
User22: I can dance better than her, Austin
User23 - reply to User22: you wish
User24: my mom and dad but also mommy and daddy
The beeping of the oven breaks you two apart, signaling that the bread is ready.
"I'll get them." You says walking over to the oven, and Austin walks over to the phone reading the comments.
"Hm I don't know, she's a pretty good dancer." He says, responding to User23.
User23: OMFG HE KNOWS I EXIST
User25: oml hissss voice
User26: I'm on my knees
Austin smiles at the comments rolling in, laughing at some, and he pulls out two bowls to begin platting the pasta.
"Looks delicious baby." You say, bringing over the garlic bread you transferred over to a plate.
"All your work angel." He says smiling, handing you a bowl.
"Ok, bye everyone, love you!" You say, going over to end the live.
"Love you!" Austin says from the dining table.
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