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thegettingbyp2 · 3 months

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No One to Interrupt

A/N: Request for 32 from the smut prompt list with Sebastian Kydd

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When Sebastian had invited you to a party at Carrie Bradshaw’s house, you wasn’t sure if it was the best idea, with the history you knew he had with Carrie and all but you hadn’t been able to hang out with him properly for weeks so you jumped at the opportunity. And now you were regretting it because all you wanted to do was jump him and judging by the looks he was giving you, he was on the same wavelength.

You were curled up on the sofa, a red solo cup in your hands, your fingers twirling around the rim, tucked in against Sebastian’s side as he kept pressing soft, lingering kisses to your cheek. One of his arms was draped across the back of the sofa and the other hand was resting on your thigh, squeezing every now and then until you pushed his hand off. However, Sebastian was persistent and his hand quickly returned to your thigh, his head ducking into the crook of your neck and pressing teasing kisses to your skin.

‘Sebastian, we can’t,’ you whined, unconsciously leaning into his touch, ‘let’s go back to yours.’

‘I don’t think I can wait that long, baby,’ he said overdramatically, making you laugh quietly so you didn’t wake anyone else up. Most people had gone home after the party, Carrie and Mags had gone to sleep in Carries room and there was no one else in the living room aside from you and Sebastian. ‘Come on,’ he said, taking the cup from your hands and putting it on the coffee table before wrapping both of his arms around you, moving to hover over you slightly, his lips barely brushing against yours, ‘it’s just us, everyone else has gone to bed, if you can be quiet, no one will know.’

‘If I can be quiet?’ you asked incredulously, pulling back to look at him and noticing the smirk on his lips. ‘I think you’ll find you’re the louder one.’

As soon as the words left his mouth, Sebastian knew he had you. You were an incredibly competitive person and Sebastian knew this so he knew that there was no way you were going to pass on an opportunity to prove him wrong. ‘We’ll see,’ you said, throwing your leg over his lap to straddle his waist as you brought his lips to yours.

Sebastian’s lips responded straight away, his arms wrapping around your waist as he pulled you impossibly close, his tongue swiping across your bottom lip trying to coax any sound out of you. In response, you smirked against his lips and ground your hips against him, making his fingers dig into your hips as he stifled a groan.

‘You keep doing that and this is going to be over before it’s even begun, baby,’ Sebastian groaned quietly, moving his hand between your bodies to un-do his trousers and you couldn’t stop the gasp coming from your lips as his hand brushed against your panties. ‘Thought I was the one who needed to keep quiet,’ he said, smirking at you.

‘Shut up,’ you mumbled before pressing your lips back to his. You let your hands wander down his chest before taking over from his hands where they were trying to push his trousers down. You wrapped your hand around his cock and started to pump, swiping your thumb across his tip while Sebastian slipped his hand into your panties and slid two fingers into you, making your head fall onto his shoulder.

‘Do you think you’re ready?’ he asked in a whisper, for some reason, the fact that you both had to keep quiet was turning you on even more and you nodded quickly, lifting yourself onto your knees so Sebastian could line himself at your entrance before you sank back down on him.

One of your hands came to the back of Sebastian’s head, your forehead pressed against his cheek as your mouth dropped open as he started to bounce you up and down, one of his arms wrapped around your waist, keeping you balanced. Both of your free hands were intertwined with each other as you both tried to keep quiet.

‘Sebastian,’ you whimpered as he pulled you down on him as he thrust up into you, a strangled groan leaving his throat.

‘I know, baby,’ he panted, bouncing you quicker on his cock as you both fell over the edge, clinging to each other with your mouths pressed together to muffle your moans.

‘Well, I never thought we’d fuck on your ex’s sofa,’ you said, fiddling with his jacket, trying to hold in your giggles.

‘Though at least we managed to prove something,’ he said, smirking as he leaned forward to kiss you gently.

‘What’s that then?’ you asked, smiling against his lips.

‘That you’re the one who needs to learn how to keep quiet.’

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mamasturn · 2 years

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austin butler masterlist.

intro; hiya! below are links to all ab related pieces. those with steamier parts have a 18+ warning.

series’

dirty dancing, ep. elvis presley (2022) finds interest in a young woman he meets at club handy. 18+ steam

la douleur exquise, original. a toxic relationship between childhood frenemies. 18+, complete.

is it a crime?, original. sequel to la douleur exquise.

one-shots

suspicious minds, ab. his marriage is on the rocks, and he is determined to make it right before it’s too late.

attention, ab. flirtatious banter between two old flames.

philia, ab. he and his wife hit the red carpet for the first time and are met with scrutiny.

discussions, ab. he shares how having discussions with his wife helped him prepare for his role.

want this, want you, ab. friends to lovers trope.

henny talk, ab. two ex’s reunite over drinks and let the hennessy do the talking for them. 18+ for language.

cry, ab. the aftermath of heartache. triggering scenario.

ruby, ab. how his mind processes the thought of an intense connection with his lover.

let me, sk. she’s new to the school. he’s the cute boy.

nothing without you, sk. two lovesick teenagers are head over heels with one another. II. III.

like a prayer, sk. in which an inexperienced individual gets the test the waters with his lover. 18+ steam

pretty browns in gowns, ep. ep becomes infatuated with a seamstress on beale street.

kisses through the phone, ep. ep falls asleep to the voice of his girl.

crown, ep. she’s insecure about her natural hair, but he’s always there to reassure her of her beauty.

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adoresbutlers · 1 year

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❤︎︎ ADORESBUTLER MASTER LIST ❤︎︎

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- hi !! my name is Sam, i’m 19 and welcome to my acc! <33 below are all my works 🫶🏻

requests are open for anything!! I mainly do any austin butler or Elvis Presley related!

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Austin Butler :

- Smut: Trouble

- Fluff: Winding Down

- Smut: Be My Baby

- Smut: Halloween

Austin!Elvis :

- Smut: After Midnight

- Fluff: Safety

- Smut: Hands All Over

-Smut: Acts of Lust

Elvis Presley :

- Smut: Dangerous

- Fluff: Presley X-mas

Sebastian Kydd :

- Smut: Brat

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tbyfandoms · 2 years

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Alone | Sebastian Kydd x Reader

Pairing: sebastian kydd x f!reader

Word Count: 2.3k

Summary: when delivering her annual thanksgiving tradition cookies, y/n discovers just how alone sebastian has been feeling, and she’s determined to help fix that

Warnings: mild swearing

Masterlist | Ask/Tell/Request

A/N: per usual i’m rewatching the carrie diaries, so now my head is swimming with fic ideas for my favorite guy, sebastian <3. every time i watch the thanksgiving episode in s1, it makes me sad about how alone sebastian really was half the time. he just wanted his family to care for and love him. i know it’s nowhere near thanksgiving, but when the writing urge calls, i can’t help but write. also i’m going to try and revive the sebastian x reader tag because when i tell you there’s next to nothing there. I’m glad there’s so many fics for austin, but what about my man seb? hopefully this encourages people to watch the carrie diaries if you haven’t already! anyways, enjoy and lmk what you think! :)

Everything was perfect. There’s nothing quite like a Thanksgiving dinner spent with family, friends, and good food. It’s true the holidays can get a little crazy, especially when it comes to family, but for once everything turned out wonderful. You spent the day with the people you love most and luckily the kitchen didn’t burn down when you were trying to cook the turkey. Honestly, that’s all you could’ve hoped for.

There was one person missing from your group though, and that was none other than Sebastian Kydd himself. You had invited him over the day before, but he told you how his mom was coming over and they were gonna have a real family dinner like they used to. He was so excited and you couldn’t help the way it made your heart swell. He deserved to finally have some family time, you know how much he loves his parents, even if sometimes they don’t always show it in return, so you understood completely that he wouldn’t make it.

One thing you know he can’t miss out on though, are your Thanksgiving cookies! Every year, without fail, it’s tradition for you to make the most delicious batch of cookies shaped as turkeys and dish them out to all your friends and family. You always get so happy when November hits and everyone starts asking you about them, even if Thanksgiving is still weeks away. It makes you feel good to see others happy with something you made, so you don’t mind at all making them each and every year.

You’ve just finished your latest batch, made special for Sebastian and his family, and are placing them carefully in a cute holiday tin you have left over from last year. While digging around for the tin earlier you even found a festive bow to put on top of it. It’s not much, especially not compared to what Sebastian is used to, but it’s something and you know he’ll appreciate the fact you even thought of him.

With a hum of content, you place the lid on the tin and wrap it with the bow, loving how it looks once you’re finished. Grabbing the gift, you make your way to the front door and put on your coat and shoes, knowing there was no way you were going out there without them. Given how cold it’s been outside lately, winter seems to be fast approaching this year.

The drive to Sebastian’s is quick, but soothing. The roads are practically empty, people tired from the day’s festivities and no doubt winding down for the evening. The lights hung up on the houses you pass by spark joy and a sense of comfort within you, there’s no feeling quite like it.

When you pull into the Kydds’ driveway, you instantly take note on how dark it seems inside the house. You know Sebastian’s most likely here, considering his car is still parked out front, but the only indication of occupancy seems to be the porch light being turned on. It’s strange, but you shake the feeling. His family is probably just in the back room where Sebastian likes to hang out. After the big meal you’re sure they had, there’s no doubt they’d want to sit comfortably in there.

Grabbing the cookie tin from the passenger’s seat, you step out of the car and lock it before making your way to the front door. Reaching out, you press the doorbell and wait for someone to come and answer it. A smile breaks out on your face when you see Sebastian through the window, making his way to the door.

It’s dark out here, the sun having set ages ago, but there’s no mistaking the way Sebastian’s blue eyes shine as he takes in your presence once he opens the door. Your cheeks flush in response.

“Hey, Y/L/N! What are you doin’ here? Come in,” he says, quickly making room so you’re able to go inside.

Stepping out of your shoes, you start to unbutton your coat as you make your way towards the back room. “I know you said your mom was coming over and you wouldn’t be able to stop by, but I couldn’t let you go without some of my world famous Thanksgiving cookies! I know you must be busy so I won’t stay long but-”

Rounding the corner, you stop dead in your tracks. In the place where you expected to find Sebastian’s family, his mom at least, you find nothing. The couch is empty, as are the two chairs on each side of the coffee table. It’s quiet, the only sound coming from the tv where the recap of today’s football game is playing.

Peeking into the Kitchen on your left, you hope with all you’ve got that Sebastian’s mom is just in the kitchen, refilling her wine glass or somehow striking up the strength to do the dishes on her own for once.

Nothing, not even a dirty dish is in sight. Did Sebastian even have dinner?

Turning towards the boy in question, you can immediately tell by the look on his face tonight did not go the way he had hoped. You sneak a glance at the bar cart and try to hide your frown as you see a used cup and a half empty bottle of liquor.

You fight back the sting of tears in your eyes as you picture Sebastian sitting in here drinking, alone, on Thanksgiving when he should be surrounded by his family.

“W-where, uh,” you clear your throat, trying to keep it together. “Where’s your mom? Did she leave already?” Please say yes, please say yes, please say-

“No. In order for her to leave she had to have been here in the first place.” The blonde lets out a scoff and shakes his head. He gives you a smile that doesn’t quite meet his eyes as he grabs your coat from you, placing it on a nearby chair. “It’s fine, honestly, nothing new.”

Sebastian moves to sit on the couch and you waste no time in following him. You set the tin down on the coffee table and turn towards him, already feeling the anger bubbling up inside you over what Sebastian’s family has done to him yet again. “No, it’s not fine, Sebastian. Your mom promised you she would be here and she should’ve been. It’s not right.”

Blue eyes meet yours and you watch as Sebastian contemplates something before starting to nod his head. “You’re right, it’s not fine. It sucks. You know I actually thought she was gonna make it this time, for real.”

Rubbing a hand down his face, Sebastian sighs before pinching the bridge of his nose. You can tell in his tone, in his actions, that he’s really disappointed. It’s sad to say he’s gotten used to it over the years, but when it comes to holidays, it hurts a little extra.

“Where’d she jet off to this time? Let me guess; Aspen? Palm beach?” A small laugh escapes Sebastian’s lips. He hates the fact this is so typical of his mother that it’s so obvious to you she’d leave at the drop of a hat for some dazzling destination, but at the same time he’s grateful for it. Grateful he has someone to confide in, who understands him and sees past the bullshit reputation he’s got going for him. To everyone else he’s Sebastian Kydd, but to you he’s just Sebastian.

“Saint Bart’s actually. Guess she got an offer from Lucas she couldn’t refuse.” Blue eyes roll before settling back on yours. You can see the sincerity in them as Sebastian goes to speak again. “I know it’s cheesy but I always really liked Thanksgiving. Used to go to my cousins house in Jersey, play touch football, eat too much.”

Sebastian looks away from you, letting his eyes fall to his lap as he thinks back on the fond memories of what his life used to be like.

“That sounds really nice, Seb. That’s the kind of Thanksgiving you should have. That’s the kind you deserve.” Your voice is soft, earnest. You tilt your head to try and catch his gaze again, it doesn’t take long for him to look up. He could never not look at you for too long.

“Is it crazy that I sometimes think the money ruined everything? My mom stopped talking to her brother, so I never see that side of the family anymore. She got her new boobs, and nose, and seems like a whole new brain. It’s like she doesn’t care about things like Thanksgiving anymore.” The boy sniffs and it’s obvious how hurt he is over all of this, obvious how much he still cares about holidays and his family, even if his mom and dad have tried to change that.

“You do, though. And that’s great that you still care, it’s important. No matter how much your mom changes, or your dad, I know you won’t let that change you. Won’t let them change the good heart I know you have.” Sebastian smiles at you, a real genuine smile, but you can still see the sadness in his eyes, the pain.

“You always know just what to say, don’t you?” He whispers. “It’s too bad this good heart couldn’t change the fact I’m alone on one of my favorite holidays of the year.”

Instantly, you reach out and grab the blonde’s hand, wanting to ground him, wanting him to know you’re right here. “Hey, you’re not alone. You never were. As long as I’m around I won’t let you celebrate another holiday like this, not ever. You deserve to be surrounded by people who care about you, who love you.” Your breath hitches in your throat, but you quickly move past it, a faint blush coating your cheeks. “It’s not fair that your mom does this to you and expects you to be okay with it, for it to be normal. I know no one’s perfect and things happen, but no one should be left alone during the holidays, especially not by their parents.”

You can’t help the tear that slides down your cheek. Flashes of today flooding your mind. The good time you had, the laughs, the food, the comfort. All the while Sebastian was home alone with no one to give him comfort. No apparent warm meal or source of humor. Just disappoint of his own mother not showing up once again.

“Hey, hey, hey, don’t cry! Please don’t feel sad over this, I’ll be fine, really.” Sebastian moves closer to you, his hand reaching up to cup your cheek and his thumb wiping away the stray tear. “You know, I was sitting here, just thinking, and I realized you were the person I really wanted to see. I knew I could talk to you and you’d get it. Sometimes I feel like you’re the only person who really understands me. Who actually listens and doesn’t just jump to conclusions like everyone else in this town. I hope you know how much that means to me, how much you mean to me.”

Your heart soars at Sebastian’s confession. All you wanted was to let the boy know how much he’s cared for, how much he matters, and that he isn’t alone even if it may seem like it. If the look in his eyes indicates anything, you think you did a pretty good job.

Bringing your hand up to graze Sebastian’s face you smile before whispering, “I hope you know how much you mean to me, Kydd.”

A beat of silence passes between you, a look of pure bliss evident on both your faces, a million unspoken words being exchanged. Suddenly, Sebastian’s face is inching towards yours and you don’t think for a second about moving away. You accept the connection of his lips with yours wholeheartedly.

Sliding your hand to the back of Sebastian’s head, you let your fingers tangle in the waves at the base of his neck. The feeling of this moment is unlike anything you’ve ever experienced. Sebastian’s full, pink lips are warm and soft; his scent enveloping the two of you, making you want to be even closer than you are right now.

Needing a breath of air, you break apart, soft pants coming from both you and Sebastian.

“So, world famous cookies, huh?” The blonde huffs out and you laugh while leaning your forehead against his.

“Yep, they’re shaped like turkeys too.”

“Oh, well these I have to try.” Sebastian gets up from the couch and you watch as he grabs the tin of cookies from the table. The smile and evident boost of happiness exuding from the boy makes you feel better, that maybe now he believes a little bit more that he does have someone who would choose him over a vacation any day.

“C’mon, Kydd, let’s get a drink for those cookies.” Standing, you go to move past Sebastian to get to the kitchen, but you stop when you feel him grab your hand.

“Thanks for coming, Y/N.” There’s a shy smile on his lips, and you can’t decide if it’s just the low lighting but you swear you can see a faint red tint on his pale cheeks. You know it’s not easy for Sebastian to be vulnerable, he doesn’t do it often, but when he does you know he means it.

“Anytime, Sebastian.” Taking a step towards him, you reach up and plant a quick kiss on his cheek, basking in the warmth of his skin on your lips. “Did you eat?You got any fruit and whipped cream, maybe some marshmallows? I don’t know how to make much but I can whip us up a mean ambrosia salad.”

Sebastian laughs and shakes his head as he follows you into the kitchen, a full range of groceries available for you to make whatever you please.

“Sure, sweetheart. I like ambrosia salad.”

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darlinboypresley · 2 years

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masters list

started: 10/7/22

last updated: 18/10/22

total works: 19

Elvis (movie):

series baby fever:

baby fever

baby fever part 2

baby fever part 3

cloud 9 baby fever part 4

series jessie's girl

jessie's girl

jessie's girl part 2

series fuck it i love you:

fuck it i love you part 1

fuck it i love you pt 2

smut;

fucked my way up to the top (M)

Angst:

pretty when i cry

Art Deco

Honey, I belong with you

fluff:

summer of '55

It’s supposed to be fun turning 21

Austin butler:

are you lonesome tonight....

Halloween Serie's lotta true crime:

lotta true crime part 1

lotta true crime part 2

Lotta true crime part 3

sebastian kydd:

cruel and summer (pt 1)

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madisonfilmss · 2 years

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Memories - Sebastian Kydd x Reader

TW: mentions of alcohol/drinking

Inspired by Memories by Conan Gray. Listen while reading if you want!

“Why don’t you just go be with Donna? I know you like her more than me. I see the way you look at her. “

You were in a very heated argument with your boyfriend, Sebastian.

“That’s bullshit, Y/L/N. Do you know how much I love you?” he protested

“If you loved me so much, you wouldn’t hang out with her when I’m not around.”

“Oh for God’s sake, Y/L/N, I only hung out with her one time! I told you nothing happened.”

“I can’t keep doing this.” you say honestly

“Wait, what do you mean?” he asks you with concern in his eyes.

“This is not love, Sebastian. All this back and forth. Maybe this needs to end. I’m sorry.”

6 months later

It had been 6 months since you had ended things. You had a new life in New York, working for Interview. You were happy.

It had been 6 months since Y/L/N ended things. I’m miserable. My life has no meaning without her. I have to get her back.

It’s another late night. You are sitting at your desk trying to get ahead of the work that you know is gonna be dumped on you. While working, you can’t help but think of Sebastian. While you two did go back and forth in your relationship, he did treat you well. You end up being distracted by your phone, more specifically your photos of you and Sebastian. You find yourself being able to smile at the photos. You hadn’t felt that way in a while.

The intercom buzzes letting you know that someone is at the door. You go back to your work for a few minutes, hearing rain start to hit your window.

The door opens.

“Y/L/N?” “Can we talk?”

There is no way.

You get up from where you’re siting to see the boy you were still in love with.

He was in a white t-shirt and jeans, his hair slicked back as always, a little bit wet from the rain.

“What are you doing here?” you ask him.

“What do you think I’m doing here, Y/L/N?” he says stumbling towards you.

“Have you been drinking?” you asked

“No!’ he pauses. “Yes.”

“How much have you had?”

One glass, no--- actually it was the whole bottle.

“Sebastian! That’s not healthy.” you tell him. You obviously still cared about him, together or not.

“I know, Y/L/N. You have no idea how much I miss you.”

Why did he have to say that?”

“Please don’t ruin this for me, Kydd. Don’t make this harder than it already is.”

“I’m trying to get over this. I’m trying to get over you.” you say, a twinge of anger in your voice.

“I don’t want you to be over me. I want to get back together.”

You couldn’t tell if it was a lie or not, so you decide to blame it on the alcohol in his system.

“That’s the alchol in your system, buddy.”

“I swear it’s not.” Sebastian sobering up within a second.

“Do you want the truth, Sebastian?”

He looks at you with pleading eyes waiting for you to finish your thought.

“I wish that you would stay in my memories but you showed up today just to ruin things.”

“Is that really what you think I’m doing?”

“What else could you possibly be doing?”

“Making things better.” his lips forming his signature smirk.

“I wanna put you in the past, Sebastian”

He proceeds to wipe the smirk off his face. “Is that really what you want?”

You take a moment to think before you speak.

“You want the honest truth?”

He nods his head, waiting to hear if you are going to heal his heart or break it once again, for a final time.

“Honestly, I can’t do that.”

“You mean too much to me.”

His face softens and a real smile comes onto his face because he knows he will never let you go again because you are meant to be with him for the rest of your life.

You will forever and always be his girl.

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enchantinglyjade · 1 year

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✩ I Can Dream About You ✩

Part 2

Sebastian Kydd x OC

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Warning: Swearing

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“Jens, I need you to pick up my sister, Melody, after school and bring her to her friend’s house. Alex, you’re coming with me tonight. I need someone to distract mommy and daddy while I’m out macking on my new man.”

Yay. Another evening at the country club with old, rich dads that only talk about sports and politics. Didn’t think Sebastian would be a member, maybe that’s why Donna likes him so much. He doesn’t seem like he comes from that type of world, but maybe he just doesn’t show his spoiled, rich brat side at school.

Donna stuffs her science book into her locker with a huff. Unhurriedly, she fixes the lining of her lip gloss in the mirror she attached to her locker door, while I wait just on the other side of it.

I wonder where Sebastian is anyways. Haven’t seen him all week, not that I was looking or cared, of course. But Donna seems oddly calm about not seeing her boo down every hall, then again, her shopping habits have increased more than usual recently.

Suddenly, the locker slams shut next to my head, scaring me from my thoughts. She pops her lips, smearing her gloss evenly on both her top and bottom lip. Satisfied with her appearance, she smiles. “Alright, let's go to the mall. I need to find the perfect shirt for tonight. Already wore my best ones.”

Accompanying Donna one one of her fashion trips is always my least favorite way of spending my evenings. It takes her hours to decide on one item of clothes, but she did always prefer me over The Jens because she knows I’ll be honest with her instead of buttering her up like they tend to do.

Once Donna’s made up her mind about the perfect outfit, her parents brought the two of us to the country club, where she basically abandoned me with them.

“I’m off to find hottie. Keep them distracted.” She orders boredly, standing from the table with a wicked agenda in mind. “I need to go powder my nose, okay?” Her parents nod at her fake smile, watching her prance away in her pink heels, before bringing their attention to the only other person left. Me.

“Don’t worry. You won’t have to be stuck with us adults again.” Her father reassures me, knowing how Donna tends to wander off into her own little adventures, to say the least.

While I was a quiet loser at school, I actually didn’t have that difficult of a time speaking with adults. I assume that’s another reason why Donna had to swoop me up. She knew I had a way of charming teachers, not in a weird way of course, but in a teacher's pet kind of way.

I wave my hand, brushing away his words. “It’s nothing, Mr. LaDonna. I don’t mind speaking with the two of you.”

A laugh comes from Ms. LaDonna as she swirls her wine glass. “We’re waiting for the Kydd family to join us tonight. They have a son your age you could talk to.” She gives me a cunning smile, a gleam coming from her pink gloss. I can’t believe my friend’s, or whatever we are, parents are trying to set me up with someone I don’t even know.

Her father spins in his chair, looking over the groups of heads that sat at the other tables before landing on two men standing at the entrance.

There’s Sebastian. Donna must have walked right past him. Wonder where he’ll be sitting tonight.

“Ah! There they are.” Mr. LaDonna waves his hand in the air, beckoning for them to come over

Wait. What?

Sebastian’s father grins, lifting a hand to shake Mr. LaDanna’s as they seat themselves. Sebastian’s face lights up with a smile when he sees me, scooching himself between tables to make his way to the empty chair at my side.

Ms. LaDonna stands to greet the two of them, before allowing everyone to take their seat. “Mr. Kydd, this is our daughter’s friend, Alexis Williams.” She gestures to me, making the entire table now look my way.

“Nice to meet you, Alexis.” Mr. Kydd replies, but makes no effort to shake my hand. He barely takes one look at me, before he turns back to the LaDonna’s already chatting away.

“Alexis, huh? Didn’t know there was more.” Sebastian says quietly, capturing my attention now. His lip curls in that cute way again, while he waits for me to respond to his pestering.

This is the first time I’ve said this, but I wish I could disappear right now. All I can manage is a shy head shake, before turning back to the adults.

Ms. LaDonna readjusts the napkin in her lap, before asking me a question. “So, Alexis, will you and the Jens be joining us for the Luncheon?”

Aww, yes. What an amazing way to spend my weekend morning, at a formal lunch with Donna and her parents, and everyone else from school, eating tasteless salad and conversing over yesterday’s old news. Thanks, but I have pop tarts and The Muppets at home.

I straighten myself in my chair, putting on the face of the perfect country club girl for them. “I’m sorry, I don’t think I’ll be able to. I’ve already made plans with my mom tomorrow, but hopefully I’ll be able to attend the one next week. Thank you for inviting me though.”

Her parents tilt their heads in admiration. Success.

“Oh, it’s no problem. Always a pleasure to have you around, but do be sure to not be busy this Thursday for the fundraiser. You promised you’d help run one of the stands.”

I giggle. “Of course, Ms. LaDonna. How could I forget? I’m really excited for it, I can hardly wait.”

Sebastian chuckles quietly from his spot next to me, making me side eye him while I try to remain composed in front of Donna’s mother. “You draw and work fundraisers. Cute.” He mutters under his breath so only I could hear him. He’s doing that thing again where I don’t know whether he’s being sarcastic or not. ‘Cute’. What does that mean? Is he mocking me?

“Excuse me. I’ll be right back.” I say, standing from my chair. The adults give me a nod, before turning back to each other while I make my escape. I rush down the empty halls, longing for my quiet place. I push open the heavy door, exposing the dark and cool roof to my eyes. Lazily, I step forward, taking in the sight of the moon as I sit on the ledge, dangling my feet over the side of the building. It’s always so calm and beautiful. Ever since Donna started dragging me here, I always liked coming up to the roof for a breather.

I made an effort to never tell her much about my parents. Single mom, definitely not rich. The only reason I even got into the country club is because Donna needed a right hand lady and the Jens apparently talked too much. I really didn’t belong in a place like this, though I will miss their chocolate parfaits if I ever leave.

“Wow. I think that’s the most I’ve ever heard you speak back there.” A voice chimes in.

I twist myself to look over my shoulder so Sebastian can see me roll my eyes at him. “Whatever. I know how to talk.”

“Apparently.” He rasps out with an impressed smile, hands in his pockets.

He stays by the door, looking down at his shoes while he boredly kicks at some of the pebbles that laid around. I clear my throat, purposely loud so he’ll look up. He raises a brow, eyes widen as he meets mine. I look down bashfully, and softly I pat the concrete next to me, offering him a seat. He chuckles, happily accepting and within seconds his feet are dangling next to mine.

I take a deep inhale, thinking of a conversation starter. “So, what’re you doing out here? Donna’s been looking for you.” Of course, my mind naturally always drifts back to Queen Bee.

He chuckles. “That’s why I came up here. She can be…a lot at times.”

I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. “Why are you dating her then?”

His brows mimic mine, neck craning back in what looks like offense. “What? We’re not dating.”

My heart flutters, a longing and light but anxiously sickening feeling filling my chest. “You’re not…?” Stop. Don’t let your hope fool you. Donna still claimed him.

“No. She’s just corners me everytime she gets the chance.” He chuckles out.

I want to laugh at the thought of him being chased down by her but a small twinge plays at my heart, stopping me from doing so. Change the conversation before you hurt yourself, Alex. “How did you even know how to get up here? Most people have no idea this spot exists.”

He stares up at the moon. “I like coming up here.”

“How come I’ve never seen you?” I ask.

“Guess we just weren’t looking hard enough for each other, Alexis.” He pivots his head back my way, and my heart about falls off the ledge and splatters on the ground below. His blue eyes glow under the moon, glimmering with the small amount of light offered by the night sky. His skin looks so soft and his lips even softer.

I quickly look away, staring down at my shoelaces. “You don’t have to say my full name. It’s just a thing her parents do.”

“I like Alexis. If that’s okay?” He asks, trying to find my eyes again.

He is one of the weirdest boys I’ve ever met. “Yeah…that’s fine.” I look up to find a big gin on his face, happy from my words. God, he’s even cuter when he’s smiling. The way he says my name feels so wildly intimate. The way he looks at me makes me shiver…unless that’s just the wind, regardless, he’s so dreamy. The more time I spend with him, the more it makes my feelings sore and my resentment for Donna grow. If only I was her. Maybe then I’d be able to get someone as cute as Sebastian. Maybe then he’d think about me and want to kiss and touch me.

“What? He asks, his brows furrowed but his eyes suddenly deeply intrigued by me.

My eyes widen, my brain pulled back to reality. “Hm? Nothing.” I shake my head, turning my blushing cheeks away from his view. Damn, I was just staring at him the whole time, wasn’t I?

“No, what was that look?” He smirks.

“Nothing!” I shout, but it only makes his smile wider.

He hums, not buying it. Then I feel his fingertips graze my palm, before intertwining our hands together. Now, he catches my full attention. He reaches his other hand across me, lingering his fingers over my jawline. My breath hitches under his touch, body tingling with all sorts of sensations and emotions.

“Seba-”

He puts his thumb over my lips, shushing me, and causing my chest to get all warm and fuzzy. “Do you want me to kiss you?”

My lids widen so far I was afraid my eyes would pop out of my head. My head races with a million thoughts and questions, all coming down to one shy and simple nod, which makes a smile pull out from under his lips.

Then he leans in.

The world slowed, yet didn’t slow down enough. I like him, but I shouldn’t. I felt comfortable with him, yet I barely knew him. I felt so back and forth between so many opposing thoughts, at war with my wants and my right mind. But alas, our lips meet.

The moment our bodies connect, my heart stops beating and I forget to breathe. It felt like sparkles were shooting all throughout my face, sending fireworks through my nerves. My head swirled with a euphoric feeling I had never felt before. One kiss and I knew I wanted to feel this way for the rest of my life.

But Donna.

When he pulls away, I still have my eyes closed and I’m afraid if I open them I’ll wake up in my room only to find he was just a dream. Luckily, he is very much still in front of me when I open my eyes, but that wouldn’t stop her from tearing him piece by piece from me.

“But what about Donna?”

His smile drops, replaced with a confused and mildly angry look. “What about her? I already said she’s not my type. What happens between us is none of her concern.”

I sigh, pulling my hand away. “You don’t get it do you? Everything I do is her concern, the way I eat, the way I breathe. If she wants something, she always gets her way, no matter what it is…or who.”

He stares down at the hand I took from him with sadness gleaming in his eyes, before looking back up at me. My heart aches with guilt and regret, but it must be done. “I’m sorry. I can’t.” Is all I say, before turning around and running back downstairs, leaving him there alone on the roof.

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faithiegirl01 · 2 years

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Faithie’s Fic Idea Corner:

Again not my gif all credit goes to @stonesynumber5

I need a Austin Butler (or one of his characters) hanahaki disease fic so badly.

Someone please make me it. I see Sebastian or Elvis (omg Elvis would probably be so heart wrenching with how much he loved… y’all know what I mean?) being a good candidate if y’all wanna pick one of his characters….

I just really need this written out now…

Someone please make it for me.

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eddiesgorlie · 1 year

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Eardrums

Dad to be!Austin x Mom to be!Reader

Summary: Austin helps reader through labor

Warnings: Birth

Word count: 837

Why did I ever think this was a good idea? I was currently in labor with mine and Austin’s first child, that was a great idea, the bad idea was the home birth. As Austin sat on the edge of our bed, I was sitting on his lap, holding onto him for dear life as another contraction began. I tucked my head into his shoulder and let out a powerful scream as he tried to coach me through it. “You got this, baby. Let’s take some deep breath’s together.” He calmly said as I basically blew his eardrums out. “Get this baby out of me!” I yelled. My midwife immediately walked over. “Let’s check you, Y/n.” She said as she checked my cervix. “You’re just about 6 centimeters.” She said. “6?! Only 6?” I cried as my contraction slowly mellowed down. “Sadly, yes.” She sighed. “I think I’m going to pass out.” I said dizzily, looking at Austin with wide eyes. “Lay her down, now Austin.” My midwife said, obviously she saw the panicked look in my eyes. He followed her instruction and laid me down on the bed, I was humiliated as she put a “Puppy pad” under me. “I’m so embarrassed.” I said as tears clouded my vision. “Honey, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Your about to bring our child into the world, and you look so beautiful doing it.” He said as he kissed my forehead. “Y/n, he’s a keeper. You wouldn’t believe what I’ve heard dads say before.” She said with a laugh. “Oh I know he is.” I said, smiling. “Aw, you two are going to make me blush.” Austin said jokingly. “We better stop before his head gets too big.” I said with a laugh.

“Austin, lay with me please, I feel another one coming on.” I said with a deep breath. He crawled in bed next to me. “I’m right here.” He very gently stroked my belly through my contraction, doing everything he could to try to ease my pain. “Next baby we have, I’m having a hospital birth and getting that fucking epidural.” I said through gritted teeth as my contraction became stronger. “There’s going to be another baby?” Austin asked with a smile. “It depends on how big this one’s head is, from the way it feels, it got my big head.” I said. “I love your head, it has room for all of your thoughts a great ideas.” He said lovingly. “Fuck you.” I choked out. “I’m sorry…” He said, dragging out the Y. “Can she check me again? It’s been a while.” I said. “Baby, it’s been 15 minutes.” He sighed. “Can she still check?” I asked. He got out of bed and returned with the midwife a second later. “Let’s see where you’re at now.” She said. “You look at be about a 9. It looks like it’s time to start preparing.” She said with a smile.

Austin looked at me with excited eyes as my midwife left the room to get the supplies. “I’m so scared.” I said. “It’s okay to be scared, I’m going to be with you every step of the way and we’ll have a beautiful baby in our arms soon.” Austin said as he stroked my hair. “Who’s ready to have a baby?!” She said as she walked in the room with a big bag of things. “I definitely am, are you, baby?” Austin asked as he looked at me. “Me too.” I said with a smile. “Well perfect. I’m going to see how dilated you are and if you’re a 10, we’ll start pushing, if not I’ll get set up.” She said. I nodded. “Well, it looks like you are at just about a 9. Are you still having bad contractions?” She asked. “They’re horrible.” I said. “I’m going to get set up, if you feel the need to push, just tell me and we will get started.”

It was another hour before it was finally time to have this baby. “Austin, it’s time.” I said, my breathing becoming unstable. He quickly stood up and ran to the doorway, calling for the midwife. She sped into the room and walked over to me. “Feel the urge to push?” She asked. “Mhm, very much so.” I said, my voice shaky. “Ok, let’s try something to get you comfortable. Austin lay behind her and have her lay against your chest.” Austin immediately laid behind me and I leaned against him, she was right, this was very comfortable. “Spread your legs now, please.” My midwife said. I spread my legs and saw her shocked face. “You’re crowning, give us a big push.” She said excitedly. I wailed as I pushed. “It burns!” I yelled. “It’s the ring of fire, you’re doing so good! The head is almost out.” She said with a smile.

“It’s a boy!” She said as she carefully laid my newborn on my chest. “I’ll give you three some time.” You three, I loved the sound of that.

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thegettingbyp2 · 8 months

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Sebastian Kydd request

The reader is Carrie sister, her and Sebastian are dating out get into an argument and Sebastian goes to the reader for advice and maybe he kisses the reader who gets mad because he is with her sister and runs off in tears, Sebastian then realises he has has feelings for the reader but he is still with Carrie (conflicting feelings)

The Wrong Bradshaw Sister

A/N: This is my first Sebastian fic and I loved writing it so much! I really hope you enjoy it!

Buy me a coffee :)

A soft knock on your bedroom door had you pausing the record that you had playing and putting your book down on your bed before swinging your legs around until they landed on the soft carpet and you padded over to the door. You opened the door and was confused to find your sister, Carrie’s boyfriend, Sebastian Kydd, standing on the other side, his hands in his pockets, smiling at you sheepishly.

‘Hey, you okay?’ you asked, confused as to why he would be coming to your door instead of your sisters.

‘Do you mind if I come in?’ he asked and you nodded, holding the door open wider before closing it with a soft click as he sat on the edge of your bed. You walked back over to sit next to him before he spoke. ‘Me and Carrie had a fight.’

‘About what?’ you asked gently, not wanting to pry.

‘She thinks that this business I’m just starting up is stupid and doesn’t think that it will go anywhere.’ He said, turning to look at you and rolling his eyes in an attempt to lighten the mood.

‘Well, do you think that it’s going to take off?’

‘I really do,’ he said, his whole body seeming to grow lighter as his crooked smirk appeared on his lips. ‘I really think that it could be something amazing and I know that should be what matters but it sucks that she isn’t being supportive of me the way I am with her writing. The amount of times she comes to me with doubts that she’s going to make it and I’m there to reassure her but the moment I told her about my idea, it gets shut down.’

You couldn’t help but feel a little bad for him. You knew that Carrie could sometimes be a bit much when it came to her internship at Interview Magazine and at times that it was the only thing she cared about. But at the same time, you were annoyed at her for not extending the same support she received from Sebastian when he clearly needed it.

‘Well, as long as you believe in it, then that’s the only thing that should matter. But I get it, she should be supportive of you too because it really does sound like a good idea, Sebastian,’ you reassured him, smiling softly up at him.

‘How are you so good at this?’ he asked, looking down at you with wonder in his eyes.

You felt your cheeks flush with heat at his words and you gently shrugged. ‘I don’t know,’ you murmured, ‘experience, I guess?’

As soon as you stopped speaking, you felt Sebastian’s lips gently press against yours and you couldn’t stop the surprised intake of breath, allowing him to slip his tongue between your lips as he deepened the kiss. His arm wound around your waist and gently pulled you closer until your hands were resting against his chest. For a while, you let yourself get lost in the kiss, letting yourself enjoy the moment.

He slowly lowered you down until he was hovering over you slightly as your back hit your mattress and your hands fisted in his hair, causing a groan to work its way from Sebastian’s throat. He broke the kiss and looked down at you, something like realisation appearing in his eyes as he tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear.

‘Sometimes, I think I’m with the wrong Bradshaw sister,’ he said, leaning down to kiss you again.

His words sent your moment to a screeching halt as you remembered who he was, what you were doing and that he was dating your sister. Turning your head to avoid his kiss, you pushed him off you and jumped off of your bed, pacing your bedroom floor as Sebastian remained seated, his eyes following your every movement.

‘What are you doing?’ you asked, slightly breathless from the kiss and kicking yourself for it.

‘(Y/N),’ he began, moving to get off the bed and head towards you. You felt tears begin to fill your eyes and you were quick to turn your back to him, not wanting him to see that you’d let him reduce you to tears. Sebastian’s hand on your shoulder spun you back around to face him, his face falling when he saw your tears. ‘Don’t cry,’ he started, thumbing away your tears from your cheeks.

‘No. We shouldn’t have done this. You’re dating my sister, Sebastian! Why the hell did you think it was okay to kiss me like that, all,’ you trailed off, becoming flustered as he stepped closer into your personal space, a small, smug smirk appearing on his lips as he tilted your chin up to look at him.

‘All what, (Y/N),’ he asked quietly, biting his lip softly as he looked at you and you felt your knees weaken almost immediately.

‘All, you know,’ you said, not being able to find the words to describe that kiss or how it made you feel. ‘But that’s not the point!’ you continued, shaking yourself out of your thoughts, ‘you shouldn’t have kissed me because what if Carrie found out? She’d be crushed, I can’t do that to her.’

‘I like you, (Y/N). I like you more than I should like my girlfriend’s sister but I can’t help it.’ Sebastian said bluntly, causing your cheeks to flush once more. ‘And I know you like me too. I’ve seen the way you look at me when I’m here and believe me, I look at you the same way.’

There was something about his words and the sincerity of his tone that made you believe everything that he said; that and you didn’t think Sebastian could be that cruel and lead you on. It would be a lie if you said that you didn’t have feelings for him; since the day Carrie had brought him around, you kicked yourself for not getting to him first. Without thinking, you looped your arms around his neck and pulled yourself up to your toes to press your lips harshly against his again.

Sebastian responded immediately, wrapping his arms around your waist and yanking you against his body, kissing you back with more vigour than you ever thought possible. The second you let your thoughts back in, you were jumping backwards, fresh tears gathering in your eyes as you roughly dragged your hand through your hair.

‘God, what is wrong with me?’ you cried as another wave of guilt crashed into you. You felt Sebastian walk up to you again, taking your face in both of his hands and bending down to meet your gaze.

‘(Y/N), tell me you want me too,’ he said with a sense of urgency in his voice. ‘Tell me you want me the way I want you and we can make it happen, I’ll break up with Carrie. I want you. Come on, baby, just say it.’

His thumbs were absentmindedly tracing soothing circles against your cheeks as you thought about what he said. You did want him, you’d wanted him for years and it would be so easy to give into him. But, he was also dating your sister and you’d hate to fight with her over something as stupid as a boy.

After a few moments of excruciating silence, you met his gaze once more. You had your answer. And you were tired of always hiding what you truly wanted just so Carrie could get what she wanted.

‘I want you too.’

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mamasturn · 2 years

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like a prayer.

pairing: sebastian kydd x unnamed!black fem!oc. warning: 18+ sexual situations. descriptions of sex. summary: sebastian is inexperienced and his s/o shows him the ropes. song: like a prayer cover by miley cyrus. tags: @neeville@dulcewrites @crash-and-cure@cvpidspearl @blackwriter48 @wonderprince @venus2eros @adoreyouusugar @sunshinetoday1 @cosmic-parker @kaitaesupremacy @librarydame @louderfortheback

His eyes were mountainus lakes. Bobbing and weaving, flowing with passion. Within them were threads of gold she was desperate to be weaved in. They were intense. Strong like the currents in the 7 seas but as gentle as the rivers between earthly pastures.

His lips were as beautiful as his eyes. A shade of pink that mimicked blush colored roses, much like the ones he gifted her eons ago. Her thumb drummed over his slick duo and encourage the parting of his lips and the relaxing of his jaw. Her mouth captured his and she inhaled all things exiting the entryway to his mind and soul.

Her knees greeted the carpeted floor with a soft thud. She thanked her lucky stars for a durable pair of sweatpants. Her hands, smaller than his, slid up his pajama pants. His knee jumped at her touch. Through hooded lids, she met those mountainous lakes. They’d morphed into deep oceans, dark and brooding.

She continued her advances. Meticulously, her fingers hooked around the waist band of his pants. Her nails, long and painted black, tickled his skin. A quiet whimper came from him. Her mouth twitched and her heart swelled with pride.

Down his waist they fell and below his knees they sat. She let a few moments pass to give room for any objection or retraction of consent. She smiled wickedly at the silence.

“How you feelin’?” She questioned, prepared to remove the last article of clothing that blocked her from what she truly sought after. A treasure she’d been desperate to get her hands on. To dive into a sea of gold and diamonds.

“M’okay.” His voice was hushed, quiet. Submissive. She hummed in response.

“You sure, baby? We can stop.” Her torture began with soft kisses along his neck, down his collarbone and chest, and to his pelvic bone. His hips stuttered at the warmth. His large hand, one tucked behind his head, fell by his side. He wanted to touch her, to push her head lower so he’d finally get what he’d been aching for.

“No, no, keep going,” he breathed out. “Please.”

Green light means go. In a split second, the tension that’d been built over the course of their relationship had exploded. Mentos in a shaken Coke bottle.

She was in control and that she loved. Watching as he thrashed against the pillow like an impatient child, clutched the sheets by his hips, and chanted her name like a mantra. A delicate prayer to herself, the goddess responsible for the incomprehensible pleasure he experienced.

"Baby..." He sang a sweet song. The only lyric was her name. Repetition, they called it. The constant saying of a sentiment. It fueled her ego, she had to admit. If she could have it play constantly on her cassette, she would. Lul her to sleep and bring her peace.

She lifted her eyes once more. Her favorite work of art, he was. If only she could capture him in all his glory. Disheveled hair, rosy cheeks, bruised lips from constant biting, and heavy breaths. She pulled away for reaction, and was pleased when he shook his head and begged her to continue.

His pleas and cries for mercy were enough to make her thighs clamp together. She wasn’t the focus, though. It was all about him. His release. His pleasure.

Suddenly, his hand came to her head, tangling in her thick coils. She sighed at the feeling. His hips jerked. His song grew louder, more intense. Then the record scratched, and there was a stillness that filled the room as thrashing heads and bodily trembles were brought to rest.

She removed herself and smiled seductively. Her hand came to her mouth to wipe away any remaining traces of him that she didn’t cage behind her lips. She crawled over his body and caressed his face gently. He leaned into her touch.

“You okay?” Her lips ghosted his and he captured them sloppily.

“M’good. Sleepy.”

She giggled and nodded. “Shower first. Then sleep. Deal?”

“Deal.”

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adoresbutlers · 2 years

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SHATTERED LOVE.

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Sebastian Kydd angst prompt requested by @cvpidspearl <3 also wrote this for @mamaspresley because our boy Sebastian needs more attention 🫶🏻

prompt : Sebastian sleeps with someone else when you’re on a tiny break and you find out.

warnings : mentions of cheating, angst into fluff?? i normally didn’t wanna make the reader take him back but can’t resist, mentions of image insecurities, sebastian is sorta a dick. sorry i needed my sad out </3 i hope this was okay !!

A/N: i might make a part 2 smut/fluff for this, lmk if you’d be interested!

sorry y’all… <3 i’ll make it up to you soon

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Being away from your boyfriend for even a few days was itching at your throat. Three days to be exact. You knew you went on a break for a reason; you had gotten into a silly little fight and both of you let your emotions get the better. Maybe it had been for the best that you pulled back to focus on yourself but you couldn’t stop from thinking about him. For months, your every little thought had been Sebastian. How gentle he constantly was with you, how he tiptoed past his own internal struggles to make yours go away, how he made sure even on your off days when battling with your insecurities a much better day. How in love he had seemed to be with you, you loved his sneaky glances that you noticed every time, he looked so in love. The more you thought, the more you regretted even agreeing that you had to go on a break. You didn’t care if he put his own feelings aside to help you focus on yourself.

You didn’t think about your actions in the slightest when you suddenly decided you’d try to get him back somehow. Hell, you didn’t even bother changing your clothes, just slipping on a pair of biker shorts over your legs, keeping an oversized sweatshirt to dawn over your frame. Your makeup was only lightly touched up, just swiping desperately to wipe off the black clumps of mascara under your eyes, reapplying where you messed it up from your tears hours before.

You shoved your phone in the front pocket of your light gray sweatshirt, picking up your car keys from the doorway. You didn’t acknowledge the voice that called after you, your dad, asking where the hell you had to get going to at this hour especially in his words ‘dressed like a bum’, just stepped out the front door. You took one last humming breath as you turned the keys, starting your car’s engine and taking off from the curb. You hoped he missed you the way you had, hoped he couldn’t have seen anyone else without seeing your face just as you were. You knew what you were doing was equally as dangerous, the risks that went with an unknown visit, but your heart didn’t care no matter what your brain screamed behind it.

You didn’t have much more time to think about your actions in full before you were in his driveway, not even lasting a second until the engine was off and you were at his door. You managed to finally hesitate before your white pressed knuckles threw up to knock on the door. Waiting.. and waiting made you feel small, you were too close to turning on your heels and just going back home when the door latches open within perfect timing. He looks rushed, outfit thrown together. You were pretty sure his shirt had been inside out, your heart leaping in your chest and threatening to fall out from thumping against your chest so incredibly hard.

“Y/N..” Sebastian’s face was flushed, cold almost as if he had seen only a ghost in front of him. The smile that started to creep on your lips disappeared as you soon realized why he had looked so caught. Because he was. A tinier frame ghosted from the hallway behind him, your face falling and your heart thumping now at a wild pace. Your lips pursed, hitching a breath as tears brimmed your eyes. Your break hadn’t even lasted for a week yet it took him no time at all to find nightly company.

His hand reached out to touch your arm but you were quick to swat his touch away, a small tear slipping past your eyes and down your pale cheeks. “G… Get away from me.” Was all you could find to speak in that moment. Your voice was small, enough to break the boy in front of you into pieces. He never saw you like this, yet here he was being the cause of such a heart-wrenching emotion.

Your feet carried you, you weren’t sure how fast you were going but you got in your car within seconds, tears streaming down your cheeks. Your hands were clutching the wheel, head draped over the middle of the blue covered material. You thanked your past self for doing the tackiest thing of making your steering wheel cover the first one you saw in the mall. A fluffy baby blue one with sparkled bundles squeezed along the sides. You didn’t even notice as the girl was rushed out the door, running to get out of the house right as she was yelled at to. Didn’t notice the footsteps as the neared your car door, either, until you heard a small tap on your window.

Your cheeks were swollen red along with your lips, eyes an angry shade of bloodshot. You didn’t realize you had been pouring your heart around around this point. Numb to any background noise except for the constant ringing heard faintly in your ears. You shook your head at your once boyfriend’s pleaded face for you to roll down your window, head dipping back down onto the surface of the fluffed wheel.

You hadn’t noticed your car was still unlocked from the outside, let alone did you notice Sebastian slip into the passengers seat, a hand placed firm but unsure on your shoulder. “Baby..” He cooed but your hand was fast to raise up and cut him off, choking on sobs as your head raised to look at him.

“When you.. you wanted to go on a break I thought.. I thought.” You shook your head slowly. His heart broke every second you stuttered over your words. “I thought you’d at least.. at least tell me you were gonna’ see other people.” You rambled, a permanent quiver hinted in your voice. You didn’t know how to exactly feel. You knew it had for all been a break, you expected at least stolen glances and maybe a little flirting from time to time. It was Sebastian after all, but you didn’t know, hell you never imagined him to actually act upon his urges for anyone other than you. He had promised and he just.. broke such a sacred thing to you, he knew how you held promises a bit too dear to your heart. It’s one of the things that he adored, or at least he told you he adored. You weren’t so sure about it now. You weren’t so sure about anything.

His grip only seemed to tighten its hold on your shoulder. You wanted too bad to swat his touch away, never to feel his hands burn into your skin, but something inside of you couldn’t. It wouldn’t feel right if you did. You hated the feeling. Even more than you hated him. “I - I wasn’t thinking, baby. I missed you. I was trying, trying to drown out that feeling.” He despised the words as they rambled from his mouth, running a hand through his hair, a nervous habit. One you learned to fall in love with, your heart beginning to beat a mile a minute at his small nervous ticks. He wasn’t helping in the slightest.

You couldn’t speak up and say what you wanted to. You wanted to curse him, to tell him how much you trusted him and that you felt utterly stupid for doing just that. Yet, all that you could do was nod slowly. You’re sure you looked like a mess when you raised your head from the surface once again, finding the tiniest bit of stolen breath to scruff up pure word vomit. “I can’t believe..” You forced out, one of Sebastian’s hands cradling your cheek. His eyes were softened, blue orbs filled with panic as he waited for you to continue.

“Seb..” You cried out. You couldn’t finish your sentence, his hand burned. His touch burned. Your heart burned. Everything burned. What was a once cooling car turned into a filled sauna as your eyes finally met his ice ones. The ones you fell in love with.

“Oh, lovebug. I’m so sorry, I’m so fucking sorry..” He whispered, his eyes brimmed with fresh tears as his orbs searched your own. Desperately trying to find any happiness in them for the moment. Your exhausted eyes fluttered closed, practically resting your head on his hand.

You had no idea what to say. To forgive him. You had no clue if you even wanted to forgive him, let alone forget what you saw so easily. You let out a shaky sigh, your eyes opening slightly so you could look him in the eyes for the first time that hour.

“I-It’s gonna take a while for me to trust you again.” You hiccuped. Oh, you hated your heart. You hated always following it. You hated how easy you were to forgive, how much harder it was to forget the idea of your boyfriend with someone else. You hated your impulse decisions. How in love you were with him to be so clouded.

“Of course, baby. Of course.. Let’s get inside and clean that pretty face up.”

As he opened the car door, rushing over to your side to take your hand, you knew. You were gonna regret your decisions in the morning.

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tbyfandoms · 1 year

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❀ Currently Writing ❀

This is a page to let everyone know what I’m actively working on and hope to publish soon. This includes requests and personal drafts. I’ll be sure to keep it as up to date as possible!

☆ Requests ☆

Austin Butler (+ his characters)

Untitled (Sebastian Kydd x F!Demigod!Reader) - description coming soon!

Birthday Blues (F!Reader) - struggling with the loss and memory of her brother on his birthday, austin helps and comforts y/n with the celebration of his special day

Out of the Woods (F!Reader) - description coming soon! based off the song ‘out of the woods’ by taylor swift

Untitled (Jake Pearson x F!Reader) - description coming soon!

Shawn Mendes

Something Like Love Series (College!Shawn x F!Reader) - description coming soon!

Hayden Christensen (+ his characters)

Heart to Heart (Clay Beresford x F!Doctor!Reader) - description coming soon!

Andrew Garfield (+ his characters)

Labyrinth (F!Reader) - caught in the labyrinth of her own mind and convinced she'll never love the same after being heartbroken by her toxic ex, y/n encounters andrew garfield who's intent on turning it all around for her. based off the song ‘labyrinth’ by taylor swift

☆ Personal Works ☆

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Pottery and Pastries (F!Reader) - a run in with a cute blonde at a late night pottery class leaves y/n with a night full of unforgettable memories

Levi Ackerman

Confession (F!Reader) - when levi arrives feeling defeated after a brutal battle filled with destruction and loss, y/n steps up and lets levi know exactly how she feels about him. little does she know, levi has a confession of his own

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darlinboypresley · 2 years

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cruel summer

!!frat boy!! Sebastian Kydd x reader!

Summary: you and Sebastian have been friends since forever until that one collage party..

Tw: it has smut it has angst ….thigh riding choking kink oral male receiving… the good stuff cream pie daddy kink

a/n; special tag to my bestie @fxntxsix

!!!!!FWB!!!!

It was Saturday night and you were at a frat party. You usually don’t go to these things but since you got invited by your favorite frat boy Sebastian Kydd . Even though you’ve known I’m your whole life you still couldn’t decline the party invitation not when it came from the frat king himself.

But now here you were pressed up against his wall and Sebastian his lips on your neck as you let out soft whimpers. Escaping your lips as he makes his he left marks all over your skin he pulled. Away and grabbed your jaw making you look at him.

“are you sure about this?” he asked as he leaned in to kiss you. You nodded your head and kissed back mumbling an “yes I’m sure.” Sebastian smirked because that was all he needed to hear before picking you up and throwing you on is bed.

You really didn’t know how you ended up in his bed with him taking your shirt of. But you didn’t mind you didn’t mind at all you pushed him over as he landed on his back. He watched you get on your knees as he stood at the end of the bed.

You looked up at him undoing his belt taking his jeans of. Sebastian watched your every move as he bit his lip the both of you to intoxicated to even care about your friendship at this point. You took his boxers of as you sealed your lips around the base of his length and started sucking as if your life depended on it.

Sebastian gripped your hair and let out a moan. As you took him further in too your mouth feeling his tip hit the back of your throat. You choked on his dick you earned another moan from Sebastian. As you moaned against the base of his length gagging down on him, he pulled you off him and sat on the.

Bed as he patted his lap you got up and climbed on his lap as he. Grabbed your hips harshly as he started to move them back and forth. As you let out soft moans he smirked as he watched you. You moaned as you rocked your hips along his thigh, sure you were wet before but he had you soaking at this point.

Sebastian watched you trough his eye lashes as he spoke. “want to ride daddy baby girl? Are you going to be a good girl for me” he whispered in your ear kissing the side of your head. You nodded your head not able to do anything else than obey his orders.

You started to take of your panties as Sabastian grabbed your wrist. You let out a soft gasp as you looked up at him. “no no just put them to the side baby I wanna ruin your pretty pink lace” he said a half a moan escaping his lips.

You nodded and slid your panties to the side as you move his tip trough your folds. You both let out a soft moan as you slowly took him inside you. You gasped as he stretched you out you expected it to feel good but not this good it was as if you were made for him and him only.

You gasped as Sebastian his hips meet yours. You fasted your pace as Sebastian his hips kept meeting yours. You threw your head back as his left hand wrapped around your throat. You moaned loudly as his hips met yours and your airway got cut of just a bit.

Sure you had sex before but never like this, this was different it was intimate his eyes watching your every movement. As you kept bouncing his hips kept meeting yours both chasing your highs.

You moaned out his name one last time as his hand squeezed around your throat a bit tighter. As he brought your head down his lips right next to your ear. And the hand that was on your throat now circling around your clit.

He smirked and whispered in your ear moaning softly before whispering “are you gonna cum for daddy? Hm are you gonna be a good girl and cum al over daddy his cock?” you moaned and nodded. Walls tightening around him Sebastian groaned.

“ oh no no use your words pretty c’mon” he breathed in your ear. You let out a moan “please can I cum daddy p-please.” You begged Sebastian smirked and nodded his head thrusting up into you. You moaned as you came all over his cock Sebastian moaned as he thrusted in you one more time Cumming inside of you filling you up to the brim.

You climbed of his lap legs shaking. You collapsed next to Sebastian as he wrapped his arms around you as you both fall asleep not saying a word In full honesty you could stay like this forever in his arms but there was no way in heel you’d ever tell him that.

And this was the start of a very troubled friends with benefits relationship..

Hi creator here I hope you guys like there will be two more parts too it feedback is always welcome requests are open and pls let me know if I missed triggers or grammar mistakes

Love you guys xx

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ggwritesstuff · 1 year

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At Your Service

pairing: single dad!austin butler x fem!babysitter!reader

warnings: FILTH. SMUT. minors get lost. references to reader being petite i guess? breeding kink, spanking, sexually frustrated austin, dom austin, a splash of size kink, etc. reader calls aus Mr. Butler and i explode prob missing some. read at yalls own risk.

a/n: i’ve been working on this for weeks in between all my school work and i’m very proud of it. shoutout to @headfullofpresley for the title and the lovely mood board!! and for the rest of my hog cult girlies for your support and encouragement <3

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It was only about ten o’clock when you heard the rustling of keys against the front door. You weren’t expecting Austin to be home so soon, but the exhausted sigh he let out as he kicked his shoes off at the front door told you that tonight was just another one of his unfruitful dates. His keys clattered against the marble countertop in the kitchen, you left your spot on the couch to check in with him.

“Hey, Mr. Butler,” You started. His back was turned to you as he scanned the fridge for a beer, popping the cap off with his ring and carelessly discarding it in the sink. “How was your night?” You asked meekly. He’d been going out on these dates a lot lately and you could see he was growing tired of the routine.

“I’m home at ten p.m. on a Saturday night. That’s how it went.” He huffed after taking a swig from the bottle.

“Oh.” You almost whispered. “Um, the kids have been asleep for the last hour or so. They had dinner and we got through bath time without a fuss.” You told him, trying to change the subject.

Austin pried his gaze from the beer bottle, his eyes were now fixated on you. The kitchen lights were off, but the moonlight seeping in through the window behind him illuminated his figure. You’d never noticed how beautiful his eyes were until this moment; arctic blue irises sparkled, nearly piercing you to the center of your being. “Thanks, hon.” He said. Your cheeks began to burn as his gaze never waivered.

Austin seemed like he was in a haze for a moment until he realized you were probably standing there in front of him, waiting to get paid. He frantically patted himself down and panic flashed in his eyes when he realized he didn’t have his wallet on him. “Dammit!” He nearly yelled as a heavy fist landed on the countertop. “I-I must’ve forgotten my wallet at the restaurant.”

“Oh, it’s okay. I can stop by tomorrow or something.” You assured him. He sighs again.

You realized that dating must’ve been hard for him. Once these girls hear he’s a single father of two and a young divorcee, it seems like they’re just running for the hills. Especially the girls he goes after. Most of them are around your age; freshly 21 and ready to take on the world. They didn’t want to become a stepmother. Not yet, at least.

“Sir, are you okay? I mean, is there anything I can do to help?” You asked hesitantly, slowly walking towards the counter.

Austin let a bitter scoff leave him. Silence lingered in the air for a moment as his head rested in his palms. “Unless you know anyone who’d let me use them ‘til they’re stupid, I don’t think so.”

For reasons you’ll probably have to ask a therapist about, his words made you dizzy. “You can use me, if you want.” The words came hushed, you couldn’t believe you actually said them.

You’d have to be a blind fool to ignore how beautiful Austin was. He was damn near irresistible with those gorgeous blues. Throw his soft, blonde locs and those perfectly pink lips in the mix and he’s just good enough to eat.

He set the beer on the counter and straightened himself out, a hint of a smirk played on his lips. “Darling, as much as I appreciate the offer, you’re too damn little to take the beating I have to hand out right now. Wouldn’t wanna break you.” His comment on your size made a warmth swell between your legs, you chewed on the inside of your lip as he stared you down like a predator stalks its prey.

“Don’t think I haven’t thought of it, though. I have. A lot, actually.” Austin began to ramble a bit. “Sometimes I think I’m fumbling these dates on purpose. I’ve got a pretty young thing back at home that would probably beg me to touch her, use her how I want.” He rounded the counter to make his way over to you. He towered over you, “I just don’t think she can take it.” Austin slipped a finger under your chin and tilted your head up to look at him.

“I can take it, Mr. Butler.” You said shyly, unsure of whether you were being truthful or not. He was so close to you now, you could smell the beer on his breath.

Austin took your hand into his, he marveled at just how small it felt in his hand. Your legs almost gave out when he guided your hand down to his pants and pressed your palm to his length, “Y’sure, hon? I’m not like those boys you’re used to. I just don’t know if you’d be able to handle it.” His tone almost sounded mocking.

You’d be lying if you said you weren’t intimidated by his size just from palming him through his slacks, but you were already in too deep. “I’m sure. Just wanna help you. Want you to use me.” You were shocked by the words coming out of your mouth, and Austin seemed to be too. He quirked an eyebrow when he heard the last bit of your sentence and his jaw dropped a bit in surprise.

Suddenly, you had whiplash. Austin pushed you against the wall before he smashed his lips onto yours. The taste of beer lingered on his tongue and the smell of his cologne invaded your nostrils. He had one hand cradling your face, and his fingers were so long that you could feel them in your hair. It took you a moment to shake the surprise before you eventually melted into the kiss. You felt his hips grind into you slightly, and your legs nearly gave out again. Your senses were entirely overwhelmed, flooded with him.

He broke the kiss for a brief moment. “Arms around my neck.” He mumbled against your lips before connecting with them again. When you didn’t comply, he pulled away again. “I said, arms around my neck.” It finally registered that he was asking you to do something and you quickly scrambled to do so. Austin bent down a bit to grab your legs and once he picked you up, you almost instinctively wrapped them around his waist. He carted you off upstairs with such ease before he sat down on the edge of the bed, keeping you sat in his lap. The kiss resumed with the same depth of desire, and the way you were straddling his lap allowed you to really feel how hard he was. How massive he was. A shiver ran down your spine at the feeling of him pressed against you.

You kept your arms wrapped firmly around his neck for stability when he pulled his hands away to start unbuttoning his shirt, tossing it to the floor once he finally got it off. His skin was soft and warm as your hands wandered around his back, feeling the firmness of his muscles. You felt him pawing at the hem of your shirt, telling you to move your arms so he could tear it off.

Now bare chested, Austin yanked you flush against him. His chest kept your breasts trapped against him as his hands fell to your hips, using them to grind you down onto his still clothed length. The fabric of his pants caught your panties in a way that made a soft moan tumble from your lips. “Gotta keep quiet, baby, don’t wanna wake the kids.” He scolded, you simply nodded, biting down on your lip as the friction against your clit was already intensifying. Your pleasure was rudely interrupted when he flipped you onto your back and he stood upright, undoing his belt and shedding his pants. Your eyes widened at the sight of the tip of his cock just barely peeking out of the waistband of his boxers, red and leaking with precum. Austin chuckled at your reaction as he looked down at you sprawled on top of his mattress, “God, you really are a little bit of a thing, aren’t you? Never been with a girl so small. Gonna have to open you up a bit.”

In one swift movement, Austin pulled your skirt and panties off and discarded them to the floor. His hand trailed down your thigh until he reached your core, letting a slender finger swipe through your wet folds. “Really want me to use you, huh?” He questioned just before slipping two fingers into your tight, weeping pussy. You bit your lip so hard you swore you drew blood, trying to choke back a moan as your walls fluttered around his long fingers. Austin laughed, “So fuckin’ tight, god damn. Never thought the girl who takes such good care of my kids was such a slut.” He emphasized his last word, slut, with a curl of his fingers, brushing against your g-spot.

“Fuck, Mr. Butler, feels good.” You whimpered softly, staying conscious of the fact that the kids were asleep down the hall. Austin’s eyes darkened in an instant at his title. Mr. Butler. It sounded so pretty coming from your mouth, the pace at which he was pumping his fingers in and out of your pussy quickly increased. “You want me to use you? You think you’re stretched out enough to take me? Still feelin’ real tight around my fingers, baby.”

“I can take it, Mr. Butler, promise. Use me, please, want you to use me, Sir.” You babbled, overwhelmed with pleasure already.

Austin pulled his hand away despite the way your walls clamped around him in protest. He rid himself of his boxers and your heart thumped in your chest at the sight of his length. He grabbed you by the ankles and pulled you to the edge of the bed, perfectly aligning the tip of his cock with your entrance. You spread your legs a little further to allow him in your space. Calves wrapped tightly around his waist, his head nudged you open and he began to sink inch by euphoric inch into you with a string of swears about how tight you were.

“Ho-fuck, I knew you’d be tight, darlin’. God, you feel like fucking heaven.” Austin grunted as he finally started to thrust into you, still moving slowly at first. “Been thinkin’ about this since I hired you. Seeing you with the kids just makes me wanna take you all for myself, split you open on my cock like a good little slut.”

His thrusts picked up in speed, you bit into his shoulder to keep your moans at bay as your nails anchored into his skin. Somehow, Austin was still forming coherent sentences. “Taking me so good, baby. You on the pill?” He asked, his face buried in the crook of your neck. With a nod, you affirmed that you were and he groaned loudly at your response, the frequency sent a vibration through you and you shivered at the feeling, “Ngh, fuck- wish you weren’t. You’d look so pretty all round with my kid.” All you could do was mewl in response. You could barely comprehend what he was saying with the way his cock was slamming into you with such a delicious force.

Austin’s gaze shifted from your face down to your abdomen and his jaw dropped at the sight. He had to stop himself from cumming right then and there as he saw his cock in your belly with each thrust. “Oh, fuck, look at that, baby.” He drawled, placing your hand over your stomach. “Feel that?” He grunted, thrusting harder, if that was even possible. Your eyes rolled back when you felt him through your stomach. “You’re doin’ so good for me. Taking me so well in this pretty little pussy. Feels so good, baby, I might just have to ruin it for everyone else but me. You’d like that, wouldn’t ya?”

“Aus-, Mr. Butler…” was all you could choke out. He surrounded you entirely, all of your senses were on fire just for him. Austin abruptly pulled out and stepped back for a moment, catching his breath just enough to speak.

“On your hands and knees, you’re getting too loud.” He ordered. “What, are you so cockdumb that you can’t hear me? I said, on your hands and knees. Don’t make me tell you again.” Austin seethed once you didn’t respond to his command.

You were grounded just enough to form a snappy response, “That is what you wanted, isn’t it?”

Austin nodded slightly as he bit his lip, a sharp exhale sounded through his nose. He was caught off guard by your sudden attitude, maybe even a little pissed off.

Perhaps it was because he hadn’t been presented with anything he wanted in a long, long time. A hardworking man such as himself could rarely accept anything if he hadn’t earned it. He didn’t expect your off hand comment to incite such a strange feeling within him. All he knew was that he needed to assert himself as the strong, dominant man he is. He needed to show you that he earns his keep.

“Alright,” he said quietly, turning to his dresser and opening the top drawer. You didn’t know what you were expecting, but it sure wasn’t a fucking paddle. “You wanna be a brat? I’ll treat you like a brat then.” He sat on the edge of the bed, roughly pulling you over his thigh and flipping you on your stomach effortlessly.

You were caught off guard by the first slap of the paddle and you couldn’t stop the yelp that escaped you as the searing pain radiated throughout your entire ass cheek.

“Count.” Austin demanded. Your blood was pumping so hard that it muffled your hearing, you didn’t even realize what he said until his fingers threaded themselves into your hair and harshly pulled on it, yanking your head up and looking him in the eye. “I told you to count.” He gritted through clenched teeth, accentuating his frustration with another tug at your hair when he said his last word.

“One.”

“Awh, she knows how to listen.” He cooed mockingly before delivering another smack.

“T-two.”

He placed the paddle down to use his hand to smooth against your ass, grinning to himself when he felt how hot they already were. “Still wanna be a brat, honey? I could do this all night. You look so pretty bent over my knee like this.” Austin kneaded one of your cheeks in his hand as he spoke, providing a sliver of relief before landing another smack to it, now using his hand.

“Three.” You whimpered. You felt his cock twitch against your abdomen when he saw that his hand left a mark that covered your entire cheek. You were so tiny to him, and he was certainly taking advantage of that.

Austin landed several more hits to your ass, your cheeks were tear stained and your thighs were slick by the time he decided he’d punished you enough. As if to say “truce”, he leaned down to press a kiss to the heated, stinging skin of your ass as he massaged the other cheek with his hand. “You gonna behave now?” He whispered against your skin.

“Mhm, yes, Mr. Butler, ‘m sorry.” You whimpered into the now mussed bed sheet, the fabric muffling the sound.

“Good. Hands and knees now, princess.” Austin directed, giving you one last pat on your ass to encourage you up. You gathered all the strength you possibly could and lifted yourself to your knees, leaning down on your elbows. What resembled a growl sounded from behind you as Austin drank in the view. He’s never had such a pretty, young pussy; he couldn’t get enough.

Not of the way it felt sucking his fingers in so greedily. Not of the way it glistened with the blend of your arousal and his. Especially not of the way you felt so tight and warm, wrapped up around his cock like you wanted to keep him there forever. He doesn’t think he’d be able to resist if you asked.

You winced in pain when his hand came into contact with your recently abused ass, but your focus shifted once you felt him slipping back into you from behind. He slowly sank himself inside you until he bottomed out, allowing you to fully feel the stretch. God, it burned like hell. But if this is what hell felt like, you’d spend the rest of your days as a sinner. He filled you so effortlessly, the sensation had you burying your face into his pillow to muffle your moans. You felt him lean over you as you hid your ecstasy, he pressed a kiss between your shoulders, “There’s that good girl,” he muttered against your skin. “I know, it feels so good that you just have to cry out like that. ‘S alright, baby, just muffle those pretty moans into the pillow.”

Slowly at first, Austin thrusted into you, letting you feel every inch and every vein; relishing in the way that your walls would constrict around him with every stroke of your g-spot. As muffled as they may be, he still listened closely to all the precious sounds you were making. He let them engulf him wholly. It was like the most beautiful symphony he’d ever heard; every strangled moan of his title, Mr. Butler, beckoned him closer and closer to his breaking point. Unbeknownst to you, he was still holding back. His subconscious mind knew you were small and fragile, likely easily breakable. But his restraint was fading and it was becoming evident as his thrusts picked up in speed, grabbing you by the waist tightly.

Months of pent up sexual frustration were bursting at the seams. You let Austin take what he needed from you. That’s how you found yourself face down, ass up in his bed in the first place.

He finally began putting some truth behind his thoughts spoken in desperation. Austin finally allowed himself to use you. It was unlike anything you’ve ever experienced before. From this angle, he was hitting spots you didn’t know existed. You didn’t even think it was possible to feel so good.

Until he hooked a toned arm around your waist, hoisting you up on your knees. You could feel his heart pounding against your back as he held you to his chest, mercilessly rutting into you. A cry of pleasure threatened to escape and you frantically tried to release Austin’s grip on your throat to bring it up to cover your mouth. “Such a good girl, stayin’ quiet for me.” He grunted between thrusts once he realized what you were trying to do, peppering the shell of your ear with kisses as he snaked a rough and calloused hand down to rub circles around your swollen clit.

Before you could even realize, your orgasm was quickly approaching. Austin actually realized it before you did and leaned in to whisper against your skin. “You close, princess? I can feel it, squeezin’ me so tight. Go ‘head and cum for me.” He punctuated his command by nipping at the skin in the nape of your neck. The warmth of his breath fanning against you was all it took for you to come undone.

You were sure you looked pathetic; frantically grabbing at Austin’s arm for purchase and barely able to keep yourself upright, all while muffling your cries of ecstasy into his hand. He wasn’t far behind you, his thrusts became more urgent; nearly insatiable until he buried his cock deep inside you one last time. With an obscene groan that you felt vibrate against your back, Austin filled you with his cum. His cock twitched, triggering a flutter of your walls that incited a moan from behind you.

Your chests heaved in time as he came down from his high. His forehead rested on your shoulder while he recovered, placing a few featherlight kisses to your back every now and then as he kept you full of him.

Austin wrapped an arm around your waist to settle you back on all fours on the bed before pulling out. A shiver ran down your spine and you whimpered as his cum quickly poured out of you, he watched as it flowed and chewed at his lower lip. He was entranced by the sight; his sweet babysitter laid all fucked out on his bed, leaking his cum.

“You alright, honey?” He checked once he could form the words. The way you simply nodded into the mattress made him laugh. “C’mon. Let’s wash up.”

Austin led you to the shower where he gently cleaned you of the sweat, spit and cum.

“Feel better now?” You joked as he rinsed you off.

Austin nodded with a gentle smile and brushed a damp strand of your hair behind your ear before cupping your cheek to hold you to his chest. “Thank you, dear. You have no idea how bad I needed that.”

“Happy to help, sir.”

And you were.

Anything to help Mr. Butler.

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