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pookietv · 4 months ago

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tempting | george clarke

okay this is the first smut i have wrote since i was like... fifteen so pls don't judge too harsh!!

started out with a lil george clarkey moment!

cw: smut

you could swear that there was nothing more relaxing than sun. specifically the type of sun that didn't beat down and make everything moist and sweaty, but more dry, relaxed heat, sunkissing skin and relaxing the muscles.

and that's exactly what you were experiencing. a surprise holiday to santorini, after you had complained about summer being about to end in the uk with a pout to george in a passing conversation to george a couple weeks ago, he had spontaneously booked a holiday.

he had agreed with you - summer had ended too quick, and you both wanted your last fix of heat, day drinking and relaxation before the gray skies of london reigned over oncemore.

so there you had ended up, sat on a lounger in the small, cosy airbnb that george had booked, sat next to the thing that george had been most excited about out of the entire trip - a private pool.

you had watched him as he had swam laps around the pool, like a burst of energy, grinning to himself everytime he popped his head up out of the water, and gave you a look, seeing your eyes trail after him absentmindedly.

you giggled a little, standing up from the lounger and perching yourself at the end of the pool, dipping your toes in.

"you're like a dog, you know?" you smiled to yourself, as you could hear george's slight panting breaths as his head popped up from the water oncemore, before swimming over to you, "you can't stay still, can't relax, you practically go mental for a pool," you teased gently, your cheeks slightly pink from the sun.

he let out a playful huff as he ended up in front of you, resting his arms gently on your thighs to steady himself, pausing at the edge of the pool, and looking up at you with a grin, "i just can't help it when the airs so warm and the pools so tempting," he said jokingly, "and anyways, someone's a little sunburned."

"it's not sunburn, its blush, if you must know, from my overactive boyfriend teasing me too much," you giggled to yourself, "and anyways, you're saying the pool is too tempting whilst you have your super hot girlfriend in a skimpy bikini laying waiting for you?" you teased, rolling your eyes playfully at him, "i mean, maybe you've just lost your drive, the george i knew two years ago would be dragging me back to the bedroom already..." you said, attempting to push his buttons in that way that turned him into an incredibly attractive sort of frustrated.

he rolled his eyes a little at your statement, slightly exasperated at your statement, but he couldn't help it - you knew how to push his buttons.

"really? well, maybe i was just taking my time to enjoy a swim... patience is a virtue, sweetheart." he chuckled back, trying to play it off coolly, but you could see the hint of desire in his eyes, and ypu knew you had rocked him.

"so you're practicing self control now?" you quipped back with a cheeky grin, "hey, i'm just saying, if you can't quite keep up with me anymore, don't worry about it... it's not like you've ever been patient before," you grinned to yourself, pushing him that little bit more, your cheeks flush pink as you watched him scoff to himself.

"oh, shut up you, you know i still have all my stamina," he smirked to himself, his thumb rubbing against the inside of your thigh as his eyes practically burned into you, "trust me, sweetheart, i can still keep up with you."

"whatever you say, george," you smiled cheekily, before standing up from the edge of the pool. "i'm gonna go inside and grab the suncream, think i need some more on," you said, turning from george and walking towards the door inside.

the sun was so warm and inviting, but you couldn't deny the relief of the cool shade indoors, as you headed to the bathroom, eyes flitting around looking for the tube of suncream, before stopping to look at yourself in the mirror for a moment. you were a little sunburned, on the bridge of your nose and cheeks, but it rested like a natural flush, and the golden colour that had overtaken the rest of your skin complimented the small freckles that had began to bloom.

after a few moments of looking at yourself in the mirror, you heard soft padding of feet, before you saw george in the reflection of the mirror, leaning against the bathroom wall.

"told you that you were burning," he said smugly, you rolled your eyes at him.

"fine, i was burning a little," you said with a slight smile, looking at his reflection in the mirror, "are we going out tonight for food?"

he hummed a little in response, before coming up behind me and playing with the side parts of the bikini i was wearing, thumbs straightening the twisted fabric, "you look so pretty in this swimsuit, always looks so good on you," he murmured, and i grinned a little, turning around to face him.

"you've seen this bikini a million times," you teased, swatting his hands playfully away as you turned around to face him, barely any space between the two of you.

he pouted mockingly, rolling his eyes, a smirk tugging the corner of his lips, "can't a man admire his girlfriend? especially when she looks as good as you do right now," he said, inching slightly closer, his hands wrapping around your hips, leaning down slightly, feeling his facial hair brush against the nape of your neck.

"i'm assuming this is a no to going out for food tonight?" you giggled slightly to yourself, feeling his thumbs grazing your lower stomach, drawing small circles as his lips lightly brushed against your collarbone.

he chuckled a little against your skin, "is that such a bad thing, sweetheart? we can stay in bed, order some food..." he placed another soft kiss against your shoulder.

his hands worked up to the bikini top, gently loosening the straps before looking at you with a cheeky grin, an unspoken check to make sure that it was okay.

"are you just trying to tempt me into staying in 'cause you've gotten yourself all worked up?" you teased him again, and he almost groaned to himself as he peeled the slightly damp bikini top from you, hands immediately going to your perked nipples, thumbs rubbing over them, making goosebumps raise from your skin.

"i got myself all worked up?" he grinned to himself, leaning down slightly to connect his lips to a breast, hand still grasping at the other, making a small whine leave you, "you were the one working me up, walking around looking like that and teasing me,"

you could feel the blush creeping up your neck as you felt him pressing against you, in just his swim shorts the extent of his hardness was easy to feel poked against your lower stomach. "well, c'mon then," you grinned, pulling away for a moment, before walking towards the bedroom, perky and impish, looking back at him for a moment, as he quickly followed.

once he followed me in, he pressed himself as close as he could again, lips reconnecting against my neck as i let out a slight squeal at the ticklish nature of his facial hair, allowing my hands to reach up, one against his broadened shoulder and another going to the back of his neck, brushing against the short hair, making a small groan escape his lips as his hands went back down to your hips, thumbs pushed against the straps of the bikini bottoms, being edged down your thighs until you could step out of them.

"atta girl," he said, voice deepened but still a soft nature to it, as you both tumbled onto the bed, george pressed against you as his head dipped lower, touching your lower abdomen before pressing a gentle kiss against your sensitive spot, practically drooling with slick as your hips bucked up to meet his mouth, a soft gasp leaving your mouth as he chuckled at you, creating vibrations against you.

“please, george,” you whined out, to which he tipped up his head for a moment, looking up at you with a grin before sliding your thighs over his shoulders, and pressing his face against you.

he was lapping like a man starved, hands gently pressed against your inner thighs, allowing his tongue full access to your core, and it wasn’t long before any thoughts and inhibitions were practically burned away, hips rolling in response to every slight suck he left against your pussy.

your hands practically buried yourself in his hair, trying your best not to tug as whines fell from your lips like a prayer, hearing george's muffled grunts as he pushed your thighs further upwards, practically leaving you at his mercy as his tongue swirled fast figures of eight against you, before one hand trailed down to your slick coated slit, teasing at your entrance as he pulled away, a string of your arousal hanging from his glossed lips, and his eyes lidded and glassy and his face flushed.

"you look so pretty like this," he murmured, his hand going to his shaft, gently pumping it, the sight of the thick shaft with his reddened tip almost enough to make your mouth water, "need you now, sweetheart."

you nodded eagerly, breath hitched and caught in your throat before you could eagerly plead with him, he leaned back down, head near the crook of your neck once more as he rubbed the tip over your drooling cunt, making your back arch needily, "please, george, need you so bad," you could practically babble out, your voice tight and keening with want.

"i know, darling," he said, almost mockingly with a grin that almost made you think he would leave you needy and wanting.

but with that, he lined himself up at your entrance, pressing a soft kiss against your shoulder, and pushing himself in. the first stretch was euphoric, your eyes rolling back and a barely breathed moan leaving you.

your hand grasped at george's upper arm, half for support and half for release as you held his tensed skin, hearing his groan at the sensation before his hips began to jerk back and forth, with a rough pace, like he was attempting to stuff you full with each calculated thrust.

"you feel so good, always take me so well, fuck," he murmured against your skin, your nails digging into his arm and your head falling back in pleasure.

"fuck, george, please," you pleaded, and george couldn't hold back his cocky smirk for a moment.

"already?" he grinned, one of his arms moving down to grasp at your hip, almost keeping you pinned down so he could manouver you, making it easier for him to slam into that one spot that turned your brain into complete mush.

your brain was completely fogged as all you could respond to his teasing with was another needy whine, and at that part his eyes were slightly softened with pity, "such a good girl, look so good when you're so close to the edge like this," he groaned to himself, lifting himself from being pressed against you for a moment and straightening his body, hands now both on your hips as he arched your own body up, his thrusts feeling deliciously deeper, if that were possible.

it was all you could do to screw your eyes shut, keep your head thrown back and grasp at the sheets desperately as you felt the all too familar peak hitting you, moans tumbling from you as your muscles relaxed themselves, and you would almost certainly sink into the mattress if it weren't for george holding you up.

"fuck, 'm close princess, you can take a bit more for me, can't you?"

you mewled out a yes, as george began to jerk into you in an almost machine like pace, chasing his own high as you watched him, his toned stomach almost coated in sweat and his hair ruffled and messed, as he practically collapsed onto you, a gutteral groan leaving him as he slid himself out of you, his seed spilling against your stomach as your duo of panting breaths filled the room.

"so, you were saying i can't keep up with you?" he grinned to himself cockily, pressing a lazy kiss against your cheek.

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w2soneshots · 7 months ago

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Honeymoon -W2S

words: 0.5k+

warnings: light smut, swearing.

summary: you and Harry enjoy your romantic honeymoon in the Maldives.

notes: this is my 100th one shot!!💌 Thank you to everyone who interacts with my posts and also my silent viewers💞. I hope you enjoy this part two to the wedding fic🫶🏼. Love ya!🤗

Me and Harry got married yesterday. Today we're leaving for our honeymoon and I'm so excited. We decided on the Maldives. It's private, beautiful and has great food. We spent the night in a nice airbnb then grabbed our pre packed bags and left for the airport. Some people don't immediately go on their honeymoon but since we had a small wedding we wanted to get straight into the holiday.

When we arrived (after a very long flight) the warm air hit my face and I savoured it. Luckily the British weather had blessed us with sun for our outdoor wedding but it definitely wasn't the warmest. We had to get a sea plane to actually get to the island where we'll be staying. When it landed we were taken to our villa and given a quick tour by one of the staff.

"This place is beautiful! I can't believe we have an entire week here." I turned to Harry once the man had left. He pulled me into him. "I know, I can't wait." He smirked at me. I raised my eyebrows. "I need to get ready for dinner." I pulled away from him. "Just a quickie?" He proposed. I ran back towards him. "Five minutes." I told him. "Mhm." He hummed as he yanked my shirt over my head.

Ten minutes later we hopped into the shower then I began getting ready for dinner. I blow dried my hair, put on a little bit of makeup then picked out a pretty white sundress. I slipped on some matching white sandals then went to find Harry. I found him stood outside looking at the view. I smiled. He turned then his eyes widened. "Oh wow." He looked me up and down.

We walked to the restaurant hand in hand. It felt amazing to have no work, fans or proper responsibilities to worry about. We're just in our own little world. When we sat down to eat (at one of the cute outdoor tables) we ordered some drinks. We'd both already decided that we weren't going to drink loads during this week since we didn't want to wake up every morning with a headache so I ordered a fancy mock tail.

By the time we'd eaten our food it was already getting dark. Harry payed then we walked back to the villa. He unlocked the door and I went inside. Immediately his hands were roaming my body from behind. I turned around in his grip. Then I cocked my head to the side. He smirked at me once again. I gently kissed his lips. Suddenly the kiss turned desperate. Harry pressed me up against the wall, his hands either side of my head. I held onto his face.

Quickly he removed his shirt. Then he broke the kiss and turned his attention to my dress. Gently his hands pulled the thin straps from my shoulders. The dress fell to the floor with a light thump, pooling around my feet. I kicked it away. He admired my body, now only wearing a small white thong. "I'll never get bored of you. You're so fucking incredible." He breathed out. I smiled then lightly kissed his lips. "Then fuck me." I whispered into his mouth. Harry flung me over his shoulder in one swift swoop. I giggled as he dropped me onto the massive bed. "Don't you worry mrs Lewis, I will."

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allthelovehes · 8 months ago

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Italian Tub*

Summary: Harry takes Y/N on a surprise trip to Italy for their 5th wedding anniversary. Everything goes smoothly until they find themselves alone in the hot tub in the backyard of their Airbnb.

Pairing: Husband!Harry x Wife!Y/N

Word count: 4.2K

Warnings: Unprotected sex, p in v, public sex, female masturbation, light spanking.

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Now that Harry is on a break from touring the world, he is able to spend all his time with his wife. After being married for a few years, they are still as in love as ever, if not more so. Harry loves being a husband to Y/N, and Y/N loves being a wife to Harry. They enjoy every minute of their free time together and cherish the alone time they have.

With their anniversary coming up, Harry knows he needs to get his wife something extra special this year. It was their fifth anniversary, after all. As Harry and Y/N lay together in bed, the anniversary still two weeks away, Harry began to ponder about what to get his girl.

Harry wants something special and intimate. Something that his wife can't just buy for herself. A trip perhaps? As Harry was lying on his side, looking at his beautiful wife sleeping soundly beside him, an idea popped into his head. It was perfect, and she would never expect it.

The next day, after Y/N goes out to go shopping, Harry sits down with his laptop and searches for the perfect getaway. Y/N always wanted to go to Apulia, Italy. So this was the perfect opportunity.

Once Harry opened the Airbnb website and filled in the needed information, he started scrolling through all the homes that were available for rent. As he was scrolling, one particular house caught his eye. It was gorgeous, and Harry knew Y/N would love it. It's a lovely house in the countryside, not too far from the beach. It's also secluded and private, and the best part is there the large pool and hot tub with a view of the village down the hill.

Harry books the Airbnb with no hesitation. He is thrilled to surprise his wife, and he is even more thrilled to see the look on her face when she realises where they are going. Harry knows his girl has been dying to go to Italy. So it's a win-win.

As the weeks go by, Y/N notices Harry is acting differently. It is almost as if he is hiding something from her. But she can't think of what it could be. She decides not to push the issue, but she still keeps an eye on him, hoping that he will soon tell her what is going on.

A few days before their anniversary, Harry decides to break the news to his wife. They are both at home watching television, cuddling up to each other on the couch. As Y/N looks over at her husband, she can't help but feel like something is going on.

“Is everything alright?” Y/N asks curiously.

“Yes, love, why do you ask?” Harry replies.

“It's just... I feel like you've been hiding something from me these last few weeks. Is there something going on?” Y/N questions.

“Yes, actually there is.” Harry begins. “I've been planning a surprise for you.”

Y/N sits up and looks at Harry with an excited expression on her face. “Oh, a surprise? What is it?” She asks with enthusiasm.

“That's for me to know, and for you to find out. But we're going to be leaving the day after tomorrow.” Harry states.

“What? Are you serious?” Y/N practically yells. “We're going on a trip? Where are we going? Tell me, please!”

“Patience, love. You will find out everything once we're at the airport.” Harry chuckles causing Y/N to pout and she crosses her arms over her chest. “Awe, don't be like that.”

“I can't believe you're doing this to me, Harry.” Y/N huffs.

“It's our fifth anniversary, and I wanted to do something special.” Harry explains. “And besides, you'll love your surprise. You have no idea.”

“What do I need to be packing? Summer clothes? Sweaters? What should I bring?” Y/N asks, suddenly excited.

“Pack light. It's not really cold where we're going. So pack some shorts and tank tops, along with some dresses and nice shoes. Oh, and your bikini, of course.” Harry answers.

“Wait, are we going to the beach? Tell me, please!” Y/N pleads.

“I already said too much, so I'm not saying anything else.” Harry states.

“Harry! Come on!” Y/N groans.

“You'll know everything once we arrive.” Harry smiles. “Now, come here and cuddle with me.”

Y/N smiles as she lays back down next to her husband and wraps her arm around his torso. They turn their attention back to the television and finish watching their show together.

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Two days later, it is finally time for Harry and Y/N to leave. As the two of them stand outside of their house waiting for their car to pick them up, Y/N is practically jumping with excitement. She has no idea where they are going, but she can't wait.

“Are you excited, love?” Harry asks, looking over at his wife.

“Hell yes! I can't wait! This is going to be amazing, I know it!” Y/N smiles.

As soon as the car pulls up in front of the house, Harry takes their suitcases and puts them into the trunk. Then he and Y/N climb into the car. As the driver takes off towards the airport, Harry and Y/N sit together holding hands. They can't stop smiling at each other.

When the car arrives at the airport, Harry helps his wife out of the car. Once the driver brings their luggage to them on a trolley, they walk hand in hand towards the terminal with Harry pushing the cart forward. When they get to the check-in counter, Harry checks in their luggage and they proceed towards the security line.

Somehow Harry manages to get all of that done without spoiling their destination to Y/N. He doesn't even slip up and tell her the airline or the gate number. He is a man on a mission, and he won't be letting anything distract him.

After a quick walk through security, Harry and Y/N make their way over to their gate. When they arrive, Y/N's eyes grow wide and her mouth falls open. “What? Wait, are we going to...”

“Apulia, Italy.” Harry states, a smirk on his lips.

“Oh my god, Harry, this is amazing!” Y/N practically screams. “Thank you, baby, thank you, thank you, thank you!” She then wraps her arms around his neck and gives him a long passionate kiss.

“Mmm, you're welcome, love.” Harry smiles.

As Harry and Y/N wait for their flight to begin boarding, they chat away about what they're going to do once they land. Harry already has a few things planned, but he isn't going to spoil anything. He wants his wife to be completely surprised.

When it is time for the couple to board, they are seated in first class. Y/N loves first class, it's the only way Harry can travel somewhat privately, without people noticing him. Plus, it's a lot more comfortable, and he and his wife are able to relax.

As soon as the plane takes off, the couple snuggle together and enjoy the ride. After only a few hours of flying, they are finally in Italy. They land at Bari Karalis International Airport. When the couple exit the plane and make their way through the terminal, Y/N is in awe of the surroundings. She has always dreamed of coming here, and now she is here.

The warm Italian air is a welcomed sensation, and the sun is shining brightly. The sky is a beautiful shade of blue, with a few wispy clouds here and there. Y/N is over the moon, and Harry is loving every minute of it.

Once the couple has picked up their luggage and left the airport, they are greeted by their driver. They put their luggage into the boot of the car and then climb into the back seat. The driver turns and asks the couple. “Where would you like to go?”

“I have the address right here.” Harry says as he hands the driver a piece of paper.

“Very well, sir. Let's go.” The driver states, the Italian accent thick.

As the driver pulls away from the airport and starts driving down the road, Harry looks over at his wife and says. “I have a little surprise for you.”

“Oh? And what's that?” Y/N questions.

“We're staying at a beautiful little house in the countryside, not far from the beach. It has a hot tub, a pool, a beautiful garden, and a great view.” Harry states.

“Seriously?” Y/N questions. “Oh, Harry, this is the best!” She then leans over and plants a kiss on his cheek.

As the drive continues, Harry and Y/N enjoy the scenery as they pass by quaint towns, picturesque fields, and beautiful villas. After about an hour of driving, the couple are taken aback by the beauty of the countryside. They can see the house in the distance, and it looks amazing.

When the driver pulls up to the front of the house, Harry and Y/N are awestruck by its beauty. As the couple step out of the car and start taking in their surroundings, they are immediately overwhelmed by how beautiful the house is.

“Harry, this is breathtaking.” Y/N states, as she turns to face her husband.

“Isn't it?” Harry smiles.

The couple walks over to the front door of the house and Harry unlocks the door with the key that's hidden in a savebox near the entry. Harry was sent a code earlier in the day so they could have a contactless check-in. As they walk inside, they are greeted by a small hallway with stairs to their right. As they continue walking forward, they come to a living room area with a couch, two chairs, and a large flat-screen television above a fireplace.

“Wow, this is really beautiful.” Y/N remarks, looking around.

“I know, right?” Harry replies. “Come, let's check out the kitchen.”

As the couple makes their way into the kitchen, they notice a large island in the middle with an extended dining table. To the left is a large glass door that leads to a backyard patio with a grill and a large dining area.

“This is perfect.” Y/N smiles, wrapping her arms around her husband's neck.

“I knew you'd like it.” Harry smiles, planting a kiss on her forehead. He turns around to slide open the glass door and walk out onto the patio.

“Wow, this is so lovely. Look at the view.” Y/N sighs, admiring the view. “Oh, and a pool! That's awesome.”

“Yes, and look at the hot tub over there. I think we're going to be spending a lot of time in that.” Harry smirks.

“Oh yeah?” Y/N giggles.

“Definitely.” Harry winks.

The backyard is big but private and located on the top of a hill with a view of the town down below. The street on which the Airbnb is located has a lot of big houses, but they are spread out with enough privacy in between. The garden is nicely landscaped and has flowers everywhere.

As Harry and Y/N make their way back into the house, they head upstairs. The master bedroom is at the top of the stairs, and it is just as beautiful as the rest of the house. There's a large king-sized bed, a TV mounted to the wall, and a beautiful view of the mountains in the distance.

“Harry, this is stunning.” Y/N gasps, as she walks around the room.

“I know, I'm glad you like it, babe.” Harry smiles, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind.

“Like it? I love it. This is a dream.” Y/N states.

“Well, we're going to have a lot of fun while we're here.” Harry whispers, planting a kiss on the crook of her neck.

“Oh, really?” Y/N giggles.

“Oh, yes.” Harry chuckles, nipping at her neck.

“Harry, behave.” Y/N laughs, swatting him away playfully.

“I don't want to.” Harry pouts as he begins nibbling on her earlobe. His strong arms hold her tightly against him, not letting her go.

“Baby, come on.” Y/N tries, but her husband is relentless.

“Come on, let's break in the bed.” Harry growls, letting one of his hands slide up her torso and grab her breast, kneading the flesh.

“Harry!” Y/N cries, focussing on keeping a moan from slipping out.

“What?” Harry asks, feigning innocence. “Don't act like you don't want me.”

“I can't deny that I want you, but we're not breaking in the bed right now. I'm hungry, I need food.” Y/N states, pulling his hand off her chest.

“I could eat you.” Harry winks, earning a smack on the chest from his wife. “Hey, I was only kidding.” He chuckles.

“Yeah, sure.” Y/N rolls her eyes. “Come on, let's go.”

“Fine.” Harry sighs.

The couple makes their way downstairs, Harry close behind his wife, his arms around her waist. Ever since stepping foot on the Italian soil, he is feeling like a horny teenager, dying to get the girl in bed.

They decide to go into town and find a restaurant to eat at. The couple walks hand in hand through the streets, admiring the architecture and the quaintness of the town. As they stroll down the main street, they spot a small restaurant and decide to have dinner there.

After having a wonderful meal, the couple takes a stroll back to the house. When they arrive, the sun is beginning to set, bathing the world around them in a beautiful golden glow. As they step into the house, Y/N looks at Harry and says. “This is the perfect night.”

“Yes, it is.” Harry smiles. “And it's only just beginning.”

“Is that so?” Y/N smirks, her hand coming up to cup her husband's face.

“You have no idea.” Harry whispers, leaning in and pressing his lips to hers. “Go get your bikini, let's go for a swim.”

Y/N heads upstairs to the bedroom and opens her suitcase. She digs through her clothes until she finds her green string bikini. She strips down and puts it on, checking her reflection in the mirror. As she heads back downstairs, she notices her husband waiting for her by the back door, already dressed in his black swim trunks.

“God, you look good.” Harry growls, eyeing her up and down.

“Stop it, you're making me blush.” Y/N laughs, her cheeks flushing pink.

“No, seriously, you look incredible. Come here.” Harry states, reaching out for his wife.

Y/N steps into his embrace and kisses him deeply. As she pulls away, she notices the hungry look in his eyes. She knows exactly what he wants, but she's not giving in that easily.

“Come on, let's go.” Y/N states, slipping from her husband's embrace.

“Alright, fine.” Harry sighs, letting her go.

As the couple steps outside, the warm evening air hits their skin. They make their way over to the pool, and Harry steps in first. He slowly lowers himself down, the water coming up to his chest. He motions for Y/N to join him, and she does. She sits on the edge of the pool and slowly lowers herself into the water, her feet touching the bottom.

“This is nice.” Y/N smiles, looking at her husband.

“Yes, it is.” Harry nods, his eyes never leaving her.

They stay in the pool for a while, just enjoying the feeling of the water and the warmth of the night. As they swim around, Y/N's eyes wander over her husband's toned body, taking in the sight of him as he's floating on top of the water.

“Are you enjoying the view, love?” Harry asks, catching her gaze.

“Maybe.” Y/N smirks.

“Come on, let's go relax in the hot tub.” Harry states, his hand reaching out to take hers. Y/N follows him over to the hot tub and steps in. The hot water instantly relaxes her muscles, and she lets out a content sigh.

“This is heaven.” Y/N sighs, her head resting back against the edge of the tub.

“Mmm, it is.” Harry agrees, his eyes taking in the sight of her. Her hair is pulled up in a messy bun, her skin glistening from the moisture. The way her breasts are just peeking out of the water, he's getting hard just looking at her.

“Harry, stop staring at me like that.” Y/N states, opening one eye and peering at her husband.

“I can't help it, you're so beautiful.” Harry smiles, his eyes locked with hers.

“Charmer.” Y/N giggles, closing her eye.

As she relaxes in the hot tub, her mind starts wandering. She begins thinking about her husband, and all the things she wants to do to him. She knows he's watching her, and it's turning her on. She can feel the heat pooling between her legs, and she squirms slightly.

She looks over at Harry, who is now leaning back against the hot tub, his eyes closed. She bites her bottom lip as she watches him. She has a perfect view of his body and can't help but admire him.

As the hot water surrounds her, she lets her hands slide over her body. She trails her fingers across her skin, and the sensation sends shivers through her. She slowly dips her fingers into the waistband of her bikini bottoms, and she carefully pushes them down her legs, trying not to gain any attention from Harry.

She puts her bottoms on the edge of the tub and pulls the strings of her top loose. She gently peels the fabric off her body, setting the top with her bottoms. As she slides back into the water, her nipples harden from the cool air hitting her skin.

As the warm water surrounds her again, she looks at Harry. He's still sitting there, his eyes closed. She can tell that he's enjoying the moment, and it's turning her on even more. She can feel her arousal growing, and she can't wait to touch herself.

Her hands move down her body and slip under the water as she sets her feet on the seat next to her. Her fingers brush against her clit, sending a wave of pleasure through her. She slowly rubs herself, teasing her clit and feeling her pussy get wet.

She watches Harry, wanting to see his reaction when he sees her. She continues rubbing herself, her fingers now moving down to her entrance. She pushes one finger inside her, and then two. She can feel how wet she is, and she moans softly as she fucks herself with her fingers.

She can't help but wonder if Harry can hear her, or if he can tell what she's doing. She wants him to look at her, to see her pleasuring herself. She wants him to see how turned on she is, and she wants him to touch her.

Her fingers are still inside her pussy as she's fucking herself with them. Her other hand is on her clit, rubbing herself in circles. She can feel her orgasm building, and she's not going to last much longer.

She lets out a moan as her fingers pump in and out of her, the pleasure building. Harry's eyes finally fly open, and he looks over at her, his mouth dropping open as he sees her touching herself.

“Fuck, babe.” Harry whispers, his eyes locked on her.

“Harry...” Y/N moans, her fingers still buried deep inside her.

“You're so fucking hot.” Harry groans, his cock straining against his swim trunks. He's quick to pull the fabric down his legs, his erection springing free. He wraps his hand around his cock and begins stroking himself, his eyes never leaving her.

Y/N doesn't know how to reply, but she can feel her orgasm approaching, and her moans are becoming louder. She looks at her husband, his eyes dark with lust.

“Are you going to come for me, baby?” Harry asks, his voice husky.

“Yes...I'm going to come.” Y/N pants, her fingers working faster.

“Then come for me.” Harry growls, his gaze locked with hers.

“Oh, fuck...” Y/N cries, her fingers pumping in and out of her faster.

“That's it, baby, come for me.” Harry coaxes, his hand stroking his cock faster.

Y/N can feel her orgasm crashing over her, and her whole body shudders as the waves of pleasure wash over her. She moans loudly, her eyes locked with her husband's. She can see how turned on he is, and it's driving her crazy.

As she comes down from her orgasm, she pulls her fingers from her pussy and brings them to her mouth. She licks her fingers clean, her eyes still locked with Harry's. He lets out a low groan, his eyes filled with desire.

“Come here.” Harry growls, his hand never leaving his cock.

Y/N moves over to him, the water splashing around her. As she gets close to him, he grabs her and pulls her onto his lap, her legs straddling him. His hard cock is pressed against her, and she can feel his need.

“Fuck me.” Y/N breathes, her arms wrapping around his neck.

“I plan to.” Harry smirks, his hands gripping her hips tightly. He guides her onto his cock, his length sliding into her wet pussy.

“Oh, god.” Y/N gasps, her eyes closing as he fills her.

“That's it, baby.” Harry groans, his hands squeezing her hips as he begins thrusting into her. Y/N can't believe how good it feels, his cock stretching her and filling her completely. She rocks her hips, matching his thrusts and letting out soft moans. She's still sensitive from her orgasm, and the sensation is driving her crazy.

Harry is in ecstasy at how amazing it feels to be inside his wife, her tight pussy gripping his cock. He can feel her juices coating him, and it's making him even harder. He leans forward, his mouth capturing hers in a heated kiss.

“You feel so fucking good.” Harry growls against her lips, his hips picking up speed. Y/N can't help but cry out, the pleasure almost too much for her to handle.

“Oh, god...Harry...” Y/N pants, her eyes squeezing shut as his cock drives into her.

“I love hearing you say my name like that.” Harry groans, one of his hands cupping her breast while the other one remains on her hips, pushing her up and down his cock.

“Please...” Y/N moans, her voice breathy and needy.

“What do you want, baby?” Harry asks, his hand moving to pinch her nipple.

“Harder...faster.” Y/N pleads, her head falling back at the feeling of his fingers on her.

“As you wish.” Harry chuckles. He pulls her off his lap, and guides her to the side of the tub, placing her with both knees on the seat, her ass in the air. “Hold on, baby.” Harry groans, standing behind her. He grabs her hips and pushes his cock inside her once more.

“Fuck, yes.” Y/N moans as his cock fills her again. Her hands grip the edge of the tub for leverage, her back arching.

Harry's fingers dig into her hips as he pounds into her, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy. She can feel him hitting her G-spot, and it's driving her wild.

“That's it, baby. You feel so fucking good.” Harry growls. He slaps her ass hard, the sting making her moan. He does it again, and again, each time harder than the last until there is a visible red handprint on her skin.

“Harry, you're so fucking good for me.” Y/N whines, the pleasure building quickly.

“You like this, don't you? You like it when I fuck you like this.” Harry growls.

“Yes, yes, please.” Y/N begs, her orgasm approaching.

“I'm going to fuck you so hard.” Harry grunts, his thrusts becoming faster. “And then I'm going to spill my cum deep inside your tight little pussy.”

“Oh, god, yes!” Y/N moans, her walls contracting around him. “I'm going to come, Harry.”

“Yes, you are.” Harry says, his hands digging into her hips. “Now, come for me.”

With a loud moan, Y/N's orgasm washes over her, her pussy clenching around him.

“Fuck, that's it.” Harry groans. He pumps into her a few more times, and then his cock pulses, spurting his hot seed deep inside her just like he promised.

As her orgasm fades, Y/N falls against the edge of the tub, exhausted and satisfied. She can feel Harry's cum dripping down her thighs, and she loves it.

“You're such a minx.” Harry laughs, leaning over her and pressing a kiss to her shoulder.

“What can I say, you bring out the worst in me.” Y/N jokes.

“Mm, well I'm glad I can be of service.” Harry smirks, his hands running up and down her sides.

The couple stays like that for a while, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. It's a beautiful night, and they're glad to be here, enjoying each other's company.

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Free Use Slut

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I’m sure you love the idea of being the friend groups free use slut. 4 guys and just your pretty little self to please all of them as that’s what you were made to do. You’d all go on a trip together and rent an Airbnb, stay at a nice place with a pool and a hot tub, lots of guys ready to use every inch of your body. On the car journey there they’d make sure you’re sitting between two of them.

One of them will slide their arm round your shoulder and just start groping your tits casually, just another day of being a pretty little whore for them. The other guy will start running his hand up your skirt, pulling your thong to the side and slowly rubbing your clit. You’ll be moaning for them, happy knowing you’re their toy to use whenever they want.

You’ll start feeling both of their cocks over their clothes, desperate to take them out and start sucking on them like a good slut.

Eventually you guys will pull up somewhere nice and private, all four of them hard waiting to gang bang you. Once they’re all out the car they’ll get you on your knees and take their dicks out for you to suck. Slapping it on your face to ruin your make up, taking turns sucking and stroking all of them until they grab you, bend you over and start taking turns pounding your pussy.

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embarrassedanon · 17 days ago

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The host of our Palm Springs Airbnb told us that the pool was incredibly private and we were free to skinny dip to our hearts' content. Imagine our shock and embarrassment when what we thought was a full length mirror opened up, revealing it to be a door with one-way glass. Behind the door was a gaggle of older gay guys, day drunk to all hell, who couldn't just sit idly by and watch the boys anymore. They had to get a closer look. As comfortable as we all were to be naked amongst ourselves, we were embarrassed by the sudden intrusion and scrambled to cover ourselves. We tried to return to the safety of our abode but found the doors locked. We had totally been set up, if I had bothered to read the reviews closely I would know that this was a common occurrence. Another thing to be embarrassed about...great.

#caught naked #enm #swimming

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hometoursandotherstuff · 10 months ago

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Opportunity to buy a 1bd, 1ba condo in the renovated 1956 Desert Star Hotel in Palm Springs, California. $459K + $525mo. HOA.

It says 1bd, but it's actually a studio as you can see by the bed in the corner.

The living room area is pretty spacious.

Brand new kitchen has a high end Bosch dishwasher.

Outside the bedroom is a private patio.

This is very nice. It would be like being on vacation all the time. Of course, it can be rented out as an Airbnb, too.

The area even has a locked door.

The bathroom is right off the bedroom and also has a door to the patio.

It's nice. The bedroom is far enough away from the living area.

The exterior of the unit. This is a pretty good one, b/c it's a little more private in the corner.

The other units are in a row. I wonder if they're a little cheaper.

You walk out your front door to the pool.

There's a table between the other units. Maybe they don't have patios.

For the $525mo. HOA, I'd want to know why they patched the lot and didn't repave it.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/1611-S-Calle-Palo-Fierro-1-Palm-Springs-CA-92264/17739742_zpid/

#condos #studio apts.#houses #house tours #home tour

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vacationsimple · 2 years ago

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Beach House with Private Pool

Looking for the best beach house with private pool ? Discover the top beach houses and luxury home rentals at affordable cost, that are available with private staff, swimming pools, and private beaches, among other amenities that will make your trip unforgettable.

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myrebelancestorsdiedforme · 2 months ago

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Life Spa Resort, under the inspired leadership of African American founders Allen and Melissa Brown, proudly announces the launch of a fundraising campaign to raise $12 million to open the Poconos' first Black-owned hotel spa resort. With a proven track record as successful entrepreneurs holding nearly $2 million in commercial real estate assets since 2021, the Browns are poised to transform the Poconos into a premier destination for health and relaxation.

Embarking on a Groundbreaking Journey

Allen and Melissa are currently in contract and looking to close the acquisition of the resort property by mid-September. Development will commence immediately thereafter, including the installation of state-of-the-art social wellness hydrotherapy pools that can accommodate 200-300 people at a time.

Transforming Wellness in the Poconos

The focus of Life Spa Resort is to establish a hydrotherapy and spa facility that is unparalleled in the region. Hydrotherapy, known for its significant health benefits, will be the cornerstone of their offerings. The resort will cater to up to 200 guests daily, providing treatments that promote relaxation, rejuvenation, and healing in a serene setting.

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It was a pretty free flowing weekend for high school classmates Louise, Angie and Roberta and their daughters Bree, Cammie and Fiona. They rented a pretty swanky AirBnB on the Cape, with a very private beach.

There were lots of comings and goings between the bedrooms, the hot tub, the pool and the beach. Louise’s daughter Bree developed an especially close connection with Roberta. And right now, it was time for the two of them to retreat from the fun on the beach for a little private time in Roberta’s room.

“This has been an amazing weekend, Roberta.”

“It certainly has, hasn’t it Bree? You are just a remarkable young woman. I don’t mind saying I’ve grown quite fond of you.”

“I feel the same way. Will we see each other again? My school is only a few hours from you, you know?”

“I do, and I’m already planning in my head how we can get together again soon. But for now, let’s go make some more magic in my bed. I’ve grown quite fond of having you in my arms, and between my legs, too.”

“Mmm, I love when you talk like that. Yes, I want to be in your arms, and between your legs. All afternoon.”

“Good girl. Let’s see to that right now, then.”

A great weekend indeed, and for Bree and Roberta, apparently, a whole lot more to come.

#bllmd3 #wlw

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beach day (ccg universe)

words: 2,375 ship: austin butler x reader summary: (anon request) “ccg and austin take luci to the beach and have a beach day, maybe after award season and they’re just having a fun vacation” warnings: none notes: will be posting again when i come back from disney, tuesday-ish. thanks to anyone who reads / comments / likes / reblogs, much appreciated! tag list: @killerqueenfan, @karamelcoveredolicity, @elizabethrosecresswell, @gigisworldsstuff, @stylespresleyhearted

You know the moment Luci’s feet touch sand that she’s going to be trouble.

She’s never been by the ocean before, so it was obvious to both you and Austin that this small getaway was going to be something. She’s very much used to the park, basically knows that terrain like the back of her hand, can run free under her parent’s gaze to chase squirrels up a tree or talk to some (unwilling) pigeons or find her spot on a swing or slide. But here? New rules, new places to explore.

You make sure you pack everything under the sun for her (pun intended)—sunscreen, floatie swimsuit, a hat, swim shoes, sandcastle building toys, the works. You’ve been to the beach plenty of times, but it’s your first with a toddler.

This was all Austin’s idea, wanting to completely unwind and disconnect after awards season. Nothing too extensive, there’s no need to escape for a complete month or anything, but you can understand the urge to get away and feel refreshed. It’s a restart button. There are so many new projects and passions on the horizon, not to mention Luci makes every day interesting in her own way, you’re just looking forward to unwinding with your little family.

Austin books an air bnb with a patio that leads into the sand and on the water—it’s very exclusive, private, connected to a resort nearby in case they would ever want to be in a pool or visit a restaurant instead of the ocean or cook something. Admittedly, you like the idea of having time to yourself (your husband to yourself), and less possibility of running into any paps (even though you know you’re not completely hidden from the public eye). The almost promise is more than enough.

The resort has a small store that you’re milling around in as Austin takes Luci to the bathroom—you definitely had her use the facilities at the Airbnb before leaving it but, it’s all still a learning curve. Besides, you wanted to get a container of fruit or something to take in the swim bag that you’ve got over your shoulder, perfect to mix with the crackers and cheese that you have already packed. Pushing your sunglasses further into your hair, you adjust your sheer cover-up skirt over your black and white polka-dot two-piece bathing suit. Luci’s got on a matching one piece—you thought you were being very cute and clever with that.

You reach for a small package of pineapple and strawberries at the same time this guy does, both of you kinda doing that awkward laugh and pull-back before he motions for you to go head.

“Thanks,” You smile, picking up the container and checking the price.

“Haven’t seen you around the resort before,” He says, grabbing one for himself and you get what he means even though you know where this is going. The resort is on the smaller side, exclusive, and this is the first time you and Austin have brought Luci over here to check out the small market.

Before you can even say anything—

“Feel like I’d remember someone as pretty as you.”

You let out a slow breath, giving the guy a kind smile, “That’s because I’m actually here with my husband and daughter.”

And you’ve got no idea if the guy thinks it’s some kind of line, because he glances down at your hand and doesn’t see the wedding ring (you’ve taken it off for the beach) and has the audacity to keep going.

“And here I was gonna offer to buy you a drink.”

“She said no,” Austin says as he approaches and you turn to look at him over your shoulder. He’s got Luci in his arms and it looks like he’s put her hair into pigtails since he’s had her. His tone is kinda neutral, probably not to alarm his daughter, but his face is set—eyes a sharp blue, that muscle working in his jawline. “You havin’ trouble with that?”

The guy clears his throat and shakes his head once before backing off, quickly moving towards the cashier to buy his fruit and leave. You sigh softly, giving your husband a warm smile in hoping to melt the ice around him. Sliding your arms around his waist, you lean in and peck his lips.

“Can’t leave you alone for a minute in this suit, apparently,” He teases against your mouth, nipping at your lower lip with his own. “Sharks start to circle.”

A soft laugh rumbles in your chest, squeezing his waist, “No one is circling.”

“Sharks!” Luci exclaims excitedly, “Fishies.” She reaches for your face with both of her hands, clasping your cheeks.

You can’t help but snicker, playfully tugging on one of her pigtails, “Yes, sharks and fishes. We’re gonna go check out their home soon.”

Austin takes the fruit from you to buy and you slip it into the beach tote before heading back outside. The sun is high in the sky, the weather hot but not suffocating, clouds like hazy cotton balls hanging about in the mass blue. It’s literally a perfect day for the beach. You take your sandals off to walk in the sand once you reach the Airbnb, Austin setting Luci down and holding onto her hand so they can work together to find a perfect spot to put their towels down.

Luci points and you nod because this will work, it’s right by the water but close enough to their patio that they can set drinks on the deck instead of in the sand. You throw the towels down, opening them up to sit on and removing your cover up because there definitely needs to be sunscreen. You can feel Austin’s eyes on you and when you look over, you can tell he’s checking you out, his gaze tracing over your skin like his hands would.

Kind of ironic coming from him, how beautiful he is, panels of smooth skin with kisses of freckles on his cheekbones and shoulders. He’s wearing small pieces of accent jewelry, a ring that’s not his wedding band (so he doesn’t lose anything valuable) and a thin silver chain resting around his neck. You playfully stick your tongue out at him as he undresses and he lets out a soft laugh, removing his t-shirt so that he’s just in his fitted swim trunks.

Luci takes off her sandals and attempts to make a run for the water and luckily Austin is quick, he does a half spin and picks her up right out of the sand, “Where do you think you’re goin’?” He asks, flipping her onto her back in his arms.

“Daddy!” She giggles, kicking her legs, “Water.”

“Water,” Austin shakes his head, sitting with her on the towel, fixing her swimsuit straps. “For one, my lil dino,” He reaches for the sunscreen you’re handing him, sitting down on the towel next to Luci. “You need sunscreen, and secondly, you never go in the water without me or mom, understand?”

He tips her chin up to make sure she’s listening and she nods, her eyes bright and wide as she takes a look out at the water, Austin putting sunscreen on her arms and legs while you put a small dollop on her face.

She gives you a cheesy, big grin and you can’t help but chuckle, leaning down to press a kiss to her hair. After you all have a decent layer of sunscreen, both you and Austin hold onto one of Luci’s hands so she’s in the middle and walk towards the water.

Luci has always been a really curious girl, so she’s not scared when she dips her toes in and then a whole foot, squealing as the wave of cool water slips over her ankles and legs. Austin chuckles a little, gently swinging her with his arm into the next wave. She then reaches both of her hands towards him,

“Up!”

You sink into the water, up to your waist, toes curling in the sand underneath you. You smile as you watch Austin lean down and bring Luci into his arms and he slips down towards you, the water reaching his shoulders eventually as you both wade out.

Austin keeps a secure grip on Luci, who claps at the water and reaches for you every so often, touching your hair and shoulder. You dive under at one point and bring up a seashell, which she’s totally enamored by, and you decide that you’ll keep and maybe make it into a piece of jewelry for her one day. It’s a sturdy, nicely shaped, off-white one—almost has this semi-pink hue to it. Perfect to go on a necklace.

It's a lot of time spent in the water until Luci decides that she wants to build a sandcastle for the rest of the day. She’s very particular about the structure, disregarding a lot of what Austin attempts to build, much to your amusement. You take a few videos and post one to your story, Jillian instantly commenting and leaving a mix of love and jealousy in her emojis.

When you head back inside for the day, Luci is definitely spent. You just manage to give her a quick bath and change her into pajamas before she’s like warm clay in your arms. She slumps against your chest, face tucked into your neck.

“Haven’t even had a chance to get my swimsuit off yet.” You chuckle lightly as you pass Austin in the kitchen, who’s quickly changed into a soft pair of gray joggers and a white t-shirt. His hair is slightly blonder today from the sun and in wild curls, cheeks kissed tan-ish pink.

He takes a break from pouring both of you an iced coffee from the fridge and reaches for Luci, “I’ll put her down, you should take a shower—think you got sand in your hair.” He playfully reaches for a strand near your jaw and you smack his hand away.

“Charming.”

He smirks and plants a quick kiss on your cheek before you can hit him again and moves to take Luci down the hall. Shaking your head, you walk to the bathroom and turn the shower on, rinsing and shampooing quick in order to get into more comfortable clothes. When you use your towel to dry off though, it kinda feels like cardboard or like the Airbnb didn’t use enough fabric softener when washing these things. It hurts to use, especially on your shoulders and…

Wait. You wipe the steam off the mirror, turning to look over your shoulder at your back and groan.

“Crap.” You mumble under your breath, pulling your underwear on and towel drying your hair.

You open the door to let the steam out, wincing at the red skin and you’re trying to figure out what you an even put on to lounge in…it’s going to have to be something that’s similar to the strap design of your bathing suit. Ugh.

“Where’s the aloe?” You ask Austin as he comes round the corner from putting Luci to bed.

He takes one look at your shoulders and a soft smile twinges its way to the corners of his mouth, “You do this every time.”

Austin sounds far too amused for your liking…and if you didn’t need him to find the aloe and help you apply it, you’d be throwing this towel at his head. “I do not.”

You wander into the bedroom after dropping the towel in a basket in the bathroom, sitting down on the bed. This is totally not your fault…you kept applying sunscreen throughout your day after being in and out of the water. What else could you do? You sigh softly and tip your head back as Austin comes in with the green bottle, rolling it between his hands to warm up the aloe—honestly, husband points for that one.

“Least it’s me and not Luci.”

Austin hums and settles down behind you, brushing your hair aside and pressing a kiss to your sore shoulder. He squeezes aloe out into his hands and continues to warm it on his palms before gently settling his touch on your skin. You wince a little, closing your eyes, letting out a slow breath as he rubs it in.

“Should start feelin’ better in a few minutes here.” He says, leaning forward to plant a kiss to the back of your head. You smile a little, can’t help it, the feeling of his touch and the heat of his body utterly comforting.

“Today was really nice.” You stand from the bed and reach for a sports bra in your suitcase that has similar straps to the bathing suit you had on today. With a little bit of help from Austin, you wrangle the thing on and…avoid being in a decent amount of pain, so. Pulling your hair up into a bun, you turn to look at your husband, “Luci’s definitely a fan of the beach and water.”

“And seagulls.” Austin chuckles warmly, moving a stray strand of hair behind your ear, “There was a lot of tryin’ to talk to them today.”

“Probably misses her pigeon friends.” You snicker.

But admittedly, this was great. Without doubt something needed after the stress and busyness of award season. You reach out to place a hand on Austin’s chest, your thumb tracing back and forth along his collarbone. You’ve still got time left on this vacation clock, but you’re already thinking ahead—

“We should definitely come back when we’ve got the time.”

Austin picks your hand up and presses a kiss to your fingers, “We’ll make time.” And you smile because you know that’s a promise.

Chewing on your lower lip, you raise your eyebrows, brushing your fingers on his cheek, “You know what we’ve got time for right now?”

Austin lets out a warm laugh, amused, “You gonna be able to do anything with a sore back?”

You playfully push him to lay down on the bed, crawling on top of him until you’re straddling his waist, “Looks like I’ll just have to be on top.”

Austin hums, his eyes darkening blue as he leans up and draws you into a kiss.

#austin butler #austin butler x reader #austin butler imagine #austin butler fic #elvis 2022 #mccall writes things #ccg

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