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elvisabutler · 2 years

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like a slip and slide

summary: you beat your boyfriend to the bathroom at the hotel and claimed the first shower. he decides that it's a shower made for the both of you. but you need to be quiet. fandom: austin butler pairing: austin butler x plus size! reader word count: 1540 warnings: unprotected p in v sex. wrap it before ya tap it. minor negative self talk. austin flexing his muscles. fear of getting caught. actually getting caught ( technically ). i think that's it? author's note. welcome to day 8 of kinktober shower sex with austin butler. i...made this a plus size reader because i've very specifically wanted to write one and really wanted to do it for kinktober. i'm fond of shower sex so i figured this was as good as any to do it with. i'd apologize but honestly, i've been plus sized pretty much all my life so let me write about austin butler picking someone up in the shower and taking them to pound town. and i truly did try and avoid the normal insecure plus size element but trust me while i'm very secure in my size ( over two decades with it will do that to a woman ), i one hundred percent have had the "oh jesus can you even pick me up" issue pop up. anon, i know you had the particular scenario in your head. i tweaked it just a hair so hopefully you enjoy.

You feel Austin before you see or hear him. You feel his arms wrap around your waist as one of his hands moves to grip your hip. You feel his lips against your neck before either one of you utters a single word.

"Austin." You whine, dragging out the -in of his name. "I won fair and square. You're interrupting me time."

Austin huffs out a laugh, the warmth of his breath hitting the side of your neck that for some reason felt cool, causing a shiver to run through your body. "Me time. Are you sure we can't make it us time?

A moment passes before you exhale softly, your hips rolling back and rubbing your ass against Austin's cock. You had guessed he was at least partially hard but hadn't quite been expecting for him to be fully hard. You hum after you hear his sharp intake of breath. "Us time. In the shower. You know we can't, baby."

His hand slides down from your hip slowly until he reaches between your thighs. It doesn't take but a moment for him to force your legs open just enough for him to cup your pussy, teasing you with the mere promise of his fingers while he stands behind you. He rocks his hips forward as he pushes slides one finger in, first the tip then slowly up to his knuckle. "Why not? I'm here, you're here. You're soaking wet in more ways than one. Come on, sweetheart. You can feel how much I want you. I've been like this since dinner, seeing you all dressed up in that dress that hugged everything."

His tone is one of pride, knowing that sometimes when going out with him and your family you didn't choose something nearly that form fitting but today was his lucky day as he saw every curve and dip and everything in between just in that dress. "Please? Just let me fuck you. Feel your pussy hugging my cock."

"Aus-" You start a little breathless before shaking your head. "That would mean you've got to pick me up, and you-" The next words you utter are swallowed by the gasp you utter as Austin rocks forward again, biting softly at your neck.

"Turn around." He murmurs, loosening his grip around your waist and on your hip.

You don't want to, feeling as if Austin's got a plan up his sleeve that you don't know about, that maybe he plans on sinking to his knees like he does most of the time when he proposes the idea of you two having sex in the shower. It wouldn't be unwelcome but honestly, you wish you could have sex with him in the shower. You know you're not light necessarily and you know he can pick you up, he's done it on occasion from the bathtub to the bed, or from one place to another place in a short distance. But shower sex would be different, it requires a longer period of time holding you up and if you weren't against the wall like you've been sometimes when you're both feeling too needy to even make it to the bed or the floor, well he was going to get tired and you didn't want that. A sigh passes your lips as you turn around, ready to see Austin on his knees or ready to hear him say something.

What you don't expect is to feel his hands cup your ass and then slide down to the back of your thighs and just lift you up. A startled yelp escapes your lips as you wrap your arms around Austin. "What are you doing?!"

Austin just hums before kissing your lips, down your jaw and right down to your neck, gathering just a bit of your skin in his mouth before sucking. You feel yourself becoming wetter as you feel the hot water hitting your back and as you feel Austin's kisses against you burning a trail of fire. He finally pulls back just enough to smirk. "Shh, You don't want them to hear us do you? But, I'm lifting up my girlfriend so that I can sink her onto my dick so that I can fuck her in the shower. So that I can feel her legs around my waist and so that she can feel me in places she's never felt before." Your eyes widen slightly before he continues, looking down to focus on actually making sure he can slip between your folds. "I don't just have these muscles for show, baby."

A retort is on your lips but it flutters away the second you feel his cock inside you. He was right, you could have sworn you've never felt him like this, you've never felt part of his cock brush up against your clit from the angles you're both in, you've never felt how full he makes you feel like this. It makes it hard for you to remember how to breathe, a stuttered attempt happening once, twice, three times before you take a deep breath and groan, your words half slurred together. "Christ Austin."

His lips curl into a smile as he shifts his grip just a hair when your legs finally remember they're a part of this and wrap around him. He kisses you gently, his tongue coaxing your mouth open and meeting your own tongue when you finally do open it. He kisses like he wants to savor you, like he wants to take his time tasting every inch of your mouth like he isn't already intimately familiar with everything about you.

Except maybe this. Maybe this is different because you've never tried it before maybe that's why he's savoring it and you. Or maybe he's worried you're going to make enough noise to wake up your family in the next room over.

"Barely even fucked you yet and you're already slurring." He chuckles before using his grip to lift you up just a bit before dropping you back down. "Come on, ride me like this, use those thighs I love so much."

"Aus I ca-"

He nips at your bottom lip before shaking his head. "None of that, I've had my head between them enough, I know your thighs have that strength. Come on baby, let me bury my face in your breasts while you use my cock the way you want to."

Your legs tighten around him at the comment about having him against your chest and you force yourself to cant your hips just so to get started. It's different than riding him horizontally, more effort expended with each slide of your bodies against one another and you can't tell if it's the water or your own juices making an obscene noise as you ride Austin. He wasn't lying when he said he'd bury his face in your chest, alternating between taking your nipples in his mouth, sucking and biting and while normally you prefer his hands on them he makes up for it, sucking little hickies all around them, his hand under your thighs squeezing them reflexively like he thinks they're where they normally would be on your chest. You're not sure when it happens, when the sensation of his cock in you and everything in between overwhelms you but you start to feel your body tightening like the spring it always does when you're about to come. You try and tell Austin this, tell him that you love him for this but any thought you have gets swept away in a haze of your orgasm and in your nails digging into this upper back. You try to muffle the sound against Austin, try and remember to be quiet but you swear you can still hear your moan echo in the bathroom. Austin thrusts against you, easing you down from your high while chasing his own. It's lazy and a little softer than you expected but you realize why once he speaks, nuzzling against your neck.

"I'm going to let you down and I'm going to clean you up, okay? Pretty sure I'm gonna see my come sliding down your legs." He takes a few heavy breathes. "Your legs okay?"

You nod. "Yeah. I'm good- you- you came? I didn't-"

"Right about the time you decided to use my back as a pincushion for your nails and probably woke up your cousins." Austin looks a little bashful and chagrined at that knowledge before he continues. "On the count of three, baby."

His countdown is slower than you expected but when he reaches three, your toes hit the bottom of the shower, slipping just a tad but Austin catches you with a quick grip of your hips to steady you before you lose any more of your footing.

You open your mouth to say something before you hear pounding on the wall joining your room and the next one and your aunt's voice telling you to two to keep it down. In the moment after all you and Austin can do is laugh as you actually try and clean each other off.

You make a note for the next trip you might take with your family- get a room far away from everyone else.

#austin butler #austin butler x reader #austin butler smut #austin butler x y/n #austin butler x you #austin butler x plus size reader #austin butler fanfic #i took a chance on this tbh.#i also kind of forgot this was the super specific one until midway through.#hella sorry anon. blame it on exhaustion.#ally's kinktober 2022

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wildstar25 · 2 months

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MiqoMarch Day 20 - Town

Once the centre of a great, academic city, the recently resettled town of Idyllshire is always bustling with life. The chattering of fellow adventurers, the whistling of steam from the goblins' workshop, the carefree laughter of children who know they have a warm bed and meal waiting for them... it never fails to bring a smile to Arsay's face.

#miqomarch #miqomarch 2024 #ffxiv #ffxiv gpose #miqo'te #WOL posting #Arsay Nun #i know this might not look like a lot but this took me so long #I wanted a chance to pop some friends in the background!#I know obviously idyllshire isn’t the most busy place anymore but tbh I always pictured the hub zones to be more populated with adventurers #even after the expansion is done and people move on #anyways i love being able to incorporate friend wols into Arsays story by saying they are just other adventurers she happened to run into #certain people showing up to the same jobs as her and stuff #also motek and mira are here because i thought theyd look cute there #they are her retainers technically sooo #tbh dont read into it they are still very much au stuff

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todayisafridaynight · 9 months

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commission for a twitter lovely as a gift for another twitter lovely :]

Commission Sale (Aug. 24th - Sept. 1st, 2023)

Regular Commission Info

#rgg #ryu ga gotoku #ryu ga gotoku 7 #yakuza series #yakuza like a dragon #yakuza 7 #whats their ship name. i forgor #reiji ishioda #yosuke tendo #commission #snap sketches #MY LOUDEST 'YEAAAAAAH' AS I FINALLY FINISH THIS UGH i feel like this took forever BUT i had fun #i actually thought of drawing tendo and ishioda like. ninety times before this. maybe not together BUT--#im glad ive finally been given the chance to draw them at all #ok thats all i gotta say i oughta sleep or somethin BYYYYEE #when i said i was drawin tendo for a comm i wonder how many people thought itd be with ishioda... teehee #theres prob a fair amount tbh. maybe. idk. ok bye fr #also i love how i put my sale info with my reg info as if you dont have to scroll past the normal info to see the sales info ☠️#listen. good night

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rainofthetwilight · 8 months

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some trad doodles of jay i drew at school today, man i havent drawn in my sketchbook in a WHILE

#ninjago #ninjago dragons rising #ninjago jay #jay walker #levi's art #my art #tumblr quality is poo poo #i took advantage of the stain on my sketchbook and used it as a puddle lmaoo #and yes i bring my markers to school #i literally bring my sketchbook and my lineart pens too #yet i never use them #so i had a free class at the end of the day and my phone was abt to die #so i took the chance to doodle some stuffs #traditional is actually pretty fun tho tbh

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hautevaux · 14 days

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I've had to turn anonymous ask options off. 😢 I'm getting a new message every few moments and it's... Overwhelming.

#I feel like this blog is just done for tbh 😅😢#I've never had an anon backlash over something like this ever before and it's kinda scary ngl #There are threats in some of the later messages and they're really terrible.#I took the first two as a chance to explain #But this is just....#It's frightening I'm not gonna lie

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moenmomentsthemoe-en · 5 months

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hi hi uhhh totally unrelated to anything does your current sona have a color palette? just for funsies :)

AHH I HAVE THESE (FIRST ONE IS STILL A WIP im prob never gonna finish it HAHA)

honestly only the colours for the head, hair and face (ish) are set in stone, ive been trying to work on a holographic vest and embroidered shirt but ive still yet to get the hang of it !!

theres also these AHAHA (minecraft skin i rushed + concepts :] )

(THE PANTS ARENT AS LOOSE NOW AUGHGU) (also the proportions in the first one are so fucked cause i wanted to speedrun sketching and go to colouring HAHA)

#ACK SORRY i took the chance to ramble about them </3 #they have a lot of details im trying to capture satisfactorily and and honestly i think their design concept is cool i just am not Good At #Arts #. tbh that might be a school thing #moen inbox #WAVES HI JUDAS HIHI #moen art #moen sona #wishing to maybe atleast have enough details finalised to make a new pfp for myself AUGHHH

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parkeryangs · 5 months

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@falloutcoys CHANCE/MIKE THOUGHTS !!! :]

the thing about chance/mike is that they're the best and worst parts of each other. they're both too curious for their own good, and while their other relationships balance that self-destruction, they revel in it. this wordless thing happening between them is just a new kind of trouble that moves quick and fast until they're both drowning in thoughtless touches and shared bottles of whiskey and sneaking out of obv like they're fifteen years old and too clever for their own good and ready to fight the world even if they'll lose.

it's not good for them and they know it but that's what makes it intoxicating!! mike's existence is a scorch mark through time and chance doesn't even care about getting burned now. any cost seems worth it when they're looking back with smiles on their faces, because everything is so uncertain all of the time. chance could be dead in an hour and mike could never have existed and they need this because there is a certain safety in the danger.

chance doesn't have to slow down, when mike is there. he's always been a runner, jumping from one moment to the next because slowing down means really feeling and that scares him more than anything. he's haunted and he gets the bitter-tongued sort of angry when he's sad and scared and cornered like an animal, with that sickly-sweet bite of regret in the back of his throat. maybe he never should've gotten involved at all but now they're both running and he doesn't have to slow down, so tangled up it's hard to tell the start from the end these days.

and mike's guilt doesn't feel so heavy when he's with chance. he's got the world on his shoulders most days, the responsibility of hundreds of lifetimes and people he has to protect. chance is a breath of fresh air, the calm before the storm, even if they both know at the end of the day it won't ever work, not really. it's easier to be friends, and it wouldn't hurt so much when mike falls for edgar and chance almost wishes he was the one with ocean water in his lungs, but clever as they both are they were never smart about one another, chasing devastation like it might save them if they just hold on tight enough.

here's the og post i wrote about them on my other blog, for anyone thats curious!

#something something. mistaken soulmates. does anyone get it #thanks for indulging me sam ajksaflkas <2 #lowkey i get nervous talking about relationship study things bc oh god. what if i dont understand the characters. what if i get them wrong.#chance/mike #wbgblogging #woe.begone #do not propagate #w.bg #tbh i didnt review this before posting so if its incoherent. sorry the brainrot took over lol

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doctorbrown · 22 days

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Marty manages to wrestle the door open, holding it with his foot to step inside and then kicking it closed. He peers out over the stack of things he has in his arms— a sheet cake that looks homemade and two wrapped boxes, one in striped paper and one in polka dot paper— and grins.

“Happy birthday, Doc!”

❝I told you he was gonna show!❞ Verne grins triumphantly as the front door swings open, jumping up from his seat to offer his assistance to his clearly struggling uncle at the front door.

❝I never said he was gonna miss Dad's birthday, I said—❞

❝Yeah, yeah, whatever.❞ Jules rolls his eyes at the obvious dismissal and steals one of the leftover pieces of bacon from his younger brother's plate in retaliation.

Emmett and Clara exchange a knowing glance, smiling at each other in that way that makes Jules avert his eyes and focus on the stolen bacon as if every answer to all the world was charred into it.

❝Let me help,❞ Verne says, strategically stepping out of the way as Marty takes a few steps inside. Emmett, sensing the kind of impending disaster that only an overeager child could bring, hurriedly jumps out of his seat, taking advantage of his long legs to cross from the adjoining room into the foyer before Marty, Verne, the walls, or a combination of all three could be covered in frosting.

❝I'll take it from here, Verne.❞

❝But Dad!❞

❝You just want Marty to think you're cool!❞ Jules shouts from the next room, hitting the nail on the head.

Verne, in his attempt to call up a dignified, elegant retort, manages only a childishly indignant, ❝Not true!❞

❝Boys,❞ Emmett says, his attempted stern tone falling short around the grin he levels at Marty, wise to his youngest son's fondness for his best friend.

❝Marty, why don't you let Verne and I bring that to the kitchen?❞ Emmett hadn't noticed his wife materialise in the doorway with that feline-like grace of hers, but he was grateful for her intervention all the same, as well as her infinite wisdom in knowing how to get the boys to cooperate.

❝It's a lovely cake.❞ She smiles as she lifts the sheet cake from the pile of gifts in Marty's hands and Verne follows with minimal prodding only after being assured that Marty was planning on sticking around for a while.

❝I'm sorry about the boys,❞ he says, finally able to give Marty his full attention and, in turn, the two rather large and colourful boxes balanced in his hands. ❝They're at that age now where they're constantly at each others' throats and Verne is always looking forward to you coming around—❞

❝Anyway, thank you, Marty.❞ He knows better by now than to launch into his usual spiel of how he didn't have to get him anything for his birthday—especially when Marty had pointed out on numerous occasions how hypocritical that was, seeing as he'd never let an occasion go by without having some kind of thoughtful gift already chosen for him—so he accepts the boxes pressed into his arms without any further comment on the matter.

One of the boxes, the one wrapped in striped paper, has considerably more weight to it than the other one, so much so it catches him off-guard. The expression on his face must say it all, for Marty grins in that just trust me on this one, Doc way of his and says, ❝You'll find out when you open it, so hurry up!❞

Emmett guides him toward the living room where either Clara or one of the boys has already tidied up what was left of their late breakfast and sets the boxes down on the table. Marty plops down onto one of the plush chairs, leaning forward expectantly, and though curiosity pulls Emmett's hands towards the striped box, something tells him that one is best saved for last.

Einie slowly lifts his heavy frame out of his dog bed and ambles over to the humans to join in the calmer festivities.

The polka-dot paper tears easily enough and Emmett laughs as he pulls the green shirt out of the box, admiring all the scientific paraphernalia strewn across the fabric. It's bold and vibrant, combining two of his favourite things, and Marty could've just given him this and he would have been over the moon.

But there's a second gift and by the time he gets the wrapping paper off, his eyes have gone wide. Uncharacteristically, he has no words to properly convey the appreciation he has for either his friend or the incredibly thoughtful gift. He pulls the clock out of the well-kept box and inspects the train model itself, suddenly flooded with memories of a life left behind in the Nineteenth Century, of dust and dirt and malady easily treated by today's medical practices, of the home and the life that he and Clara had built...

❝This doesn't look too far off from what the Train looked like before all the modifications to turn it into a time machine.❞ And if the clock functioned as it should, if he was a betting man, he'd wager it sounded exactly like the trains of those days, down to the deafening whistle.

He looks to Marty as he sets the clock down and smiles, pulling his friend into a hug. ❝Thank you, Marty. It's a wonderful gift.❞

A shuffle of feet across the floor interrupts the moment, followed by a startlingly bright flash of light. ❝Aw man, you opened 'em already?❞ Neither of them needed to see Verne's face to know he was pouting, not with that tone. ❝What'd you get, Dad?❞

#THIS TOOK ME A MINUTE TO GET TO BUT I NEVER FORGOT ABOUT IT AND DOC'S SO LUCKY TO HAVE MARTY AS HIS THIRD KID #first kid i guess technically but shhhhhhh #AS ALWAYS IT TURNS INTO A DRABBLE BECAUSE I AM JUST *LIKE THAT* AND ILOVE YOU #and me being a sucker has to include the family in whenever i get the chance #me ready to buy that shirt for myself tbh hahaha #timechange #&; something good in eccentricity 「 self 」#&; all your questions will be answered! 「 asks 」

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