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butlervibesonly · 18 days ago

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ABSOLUTELY NO WORDS NEEDED THIS PIC SPEAKS FOR MYSLEF NOW AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

MY DAAAAARLING! I know we have talked about this so let’s think about it - Austin comes home after long day and all he wants is to relax, so reader decides to help him shower and eventually showers with him and the rest is on you 😏🤭

SOAKED

Pairing: Austin Butler x Housewife!reader

Summary: Austin comes back tired from a day filled with meetings, you decide to help him blow some steam.

Warning: smut (blowjob), gender roles?????

Note: This one is for my baby. Like last week we were fantasizing about taking a shower with Austin and this came out. @butlervibesonly @annesart

You had recently married Austin, you were the happiest ever. You remembered the wedding as if it had been yesterday. It was a private affair, on a small courthouse with his closest friends and family.

The house you lived in was a bit far from the actual city, Austin was a very private person so he liked having his own space that the paparazzi didn’t know about. You didn’t have to drive anywhere either, you were a housewife.

You baked a cranberry pie, the kitchen smelled delicious, everything was coming together to perfection. As soon as it was done, you plated it down to let it cool down, when you heard the door open, the sound of his boots and him dropping the keys on the coffee table.

Austin groaned as he sat on the couch and threw his head back. ��C’mere, babe.” He called you over. Wearing his usual black sweatshirt, black pants and brown boots.

Obediently you listened, you sat by his side and cuddled with him, what a great welcome.

“I missed you.” You said, hugging him tightly. He chuckled lowly, his hand drawing circles on your back. “I made you a pie. I know it’s your favorite.”

“A pie? My, how am I all lucky? Huh?” He purred, his voice deep as it had always been. You chuckled as he grabbed your face with his hand.

“Just for you. You know it.” You smiled as you looked up at him.

“But first, I have to shower. I stink.” Austin chuckled, he pecked your lips. To which you groaned, you didn’t want him away for not even a second.

You reluctantly let him go upstairs to shower, after a few minutes, you slowly crept upstairs and walked towards the bathroom. He never shut the door, Austin always said that he didn’t like the bathroom feeling like a sauna.

So you watched him undress, the way he took off his tshirt, his whole torso out for exposure. His hardened abs, his happy trail, all the miles he had around his stomach. It made you bite your lip, it made you feel dirty for all the thoughts that started running your mind. As a housewife, a part of you believed that a housewife shouldn’t be the one starting all of this, the intimacy, you were used to him initiating everything.

But you were caught, he turned his face around and let out a chuckle as you let out a gasp.

“You can come in. Come on.” He said, a bit embarrassed you came into the bathroom. “Anna shower with me? I know you do, doll.”

Your face heats up, but a smile crept into your face. “If you don’t mind it.” You said as you started unbuttoning your dress.

The shower was warm, perfect for you both. As you stepped in, you both got wet, you grabbed the soap and loofah, you knew he was tense, you could just feel it. But as soon as you scrubbed him, he let out some groans.

“Feels good?” It was more of a rhetorical question, a small smile on your face.

“What d’ya think?” He opened his eye, smiling at you.

You kept scrubbing him, but he didn’t really get that relaxed, at least not how you expected it. You knew he was in a lot of stress lately, with all the meetings with his agent and PR team. A part of you knew that he needed more intimacy to relax, and you were more than willing to do it.

You turned off the shower, he was immediately confused. He had only just washed his body.

“What are you doing?” He asked, raising his eyebrow. Your face was what gave away your intentions.

“Helping you relax.” You stood in front of him, slowly kissing his neck, wet kisses, sucking on his skin, he threw his head back, he started whimpering.

“I see what you mean…” Austin said, his voice low and seductive, his hand going to your hair as you slowly went down, kissing his chest tight to below his belly button.

It tingled him immediately, the desire taking over his body, your hands on both sides of his hips. You gave small pecks on his pelvis, before you pecked the base of his cock, he bit his lower lip, you hadn’t even started yet but he was already gripping your hair.

“Eager, are we?” You whispered, he shivered, humming in response.

You weren’t that much into giving blowjobs, it wasn’t your thing. But you tried to do it to him, he deserved it every once in a while.

“Don’t tease me, just do it.” Austin yanked your head back, a bit hard that it made you squirm. “Sorry, sorry. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.” You nodded as he stopped gripping so hard. You mentally thanked god, you didn’t want him pulling hair out your scalp.

You got back to work, your hand grabbed his hardened cock, held it close to your face, he was always very well-endowed.

You licked your lips, and then gave a long lick across his length. Austin let out a loud moan, the warmth of your mouth making him feel like he’s ready to cum. You took a deep breath before taking his cock all inside your mouth, of course it was big and you gagged, but the sound of his moans made it worth it.

He grabbed a handful of your hair, “Fuck, doll. You’re…” he moaned, his hand just guiding you, he was quite gentle actually. “Amazing.”

You gripped his hips, your nails digging in his flesh.

“C’mon, baby. Take it all… you can.” He whimpered, throwing his head back.

Tears filled your eyes, his cock hitting the back of your throat. Your jaw ached but you were willing to push through it.

“So needy, hmm?” Austin muttered, trying to regain his composure.

You bobbed your head, trying your best not to puke, but the sound of saliva and spit filled the silent bathroom. Sounds so nasty it would send anyone into a coma. Your knees started to ache, you couldn’t wait til it was over, but again, you knew he wouldn’t rest afterwards.

He was reaching his climax, his moans more ragged than before, and louder. Thank God you didn’t have neighbors close enough.

“God! Fuck— doll… I’m gonna…” Austin moaned loudly, he started thrusting his hips, tears ran down your cheeks. “Doll…!” And you felt the hot seed filling the back of your throat. Not the tastiest flavor, but you pulled your head away, his cock leaving your mouth, he whined, he cock was hit with the cold atmosphere of the shower.

You swallowed, fought with yourself to not spit it out, you showed him your tongue after swallowing. He smiled.

“Good job.” Austin chuckled.

The shower was silent afterwards, you both finished cleaning off. And then you got out the shower. You put on the shirt he was supposed to wear, and the towel wrapped around your hair. Austin placed a towel around his waist. And you two did your usual routine. He started shaving his stubble, you sat down in the toilet seat, staring at him.

“You liking what you see?” Austin asked as he finished wiping his face.

“I like this view, it’s gorgeous.” You spoke, your jaw still a bit sore. But you were happy, he looked the times more relaxed.

“I think I should reward you. You deserve it…” Austin purred, his smirk growing.

“Really?” You chuckled as you stood up. His hands were on your waist.

“Hmm, lemme show you what I’m all about.” He leaned down to kiss you, chuckling in between kisses. He guided you towards the bedroom and laid you down in the bed.

He continued kissing you until he slowly got rid of his old tshirt you had on. Your body shivered thanks to the atmosphere of the bedroom. His kissing went down, your neck, your chest, your lower stomach.

If you pleased him, he’d please you back.

“Fuck, baby. You’re soaked…”

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quill-pen · 2 years ago

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Just so Punny

18+ MINORS DNI

Summary: So... Bess likes puns. Ebenezer? Not so much.

Warnings: Groping, dry humping, making out, genitals mentioned, idiots in love, declarations of love, and PUNS--or more so one specific pun

A/N: This is definitely canon. I imagine it takes place during the first summer after they realized their love for each other.

@rom-e-o, this is all your fault. (Though, I'm not a lick sorry.😝)

"You fiendish, maddening woman. Have you any inkling of what you do to me--what you put me through?"

Ebenezer and Bess were in a tangle against the table of the laundry room, arms around each other, hands roving and groping, lips and mouths and tongues dancing and leaving hot, wet trails and marks along flesh. The gentleman had broken his work early, thoughts so full of his young, raven-haired Yankee bride, he was quite unable to think about ledgers and numbers any longer, making him essentially useless to the cause. With a vague excuse and hasty apology, he had rushed out the door of his counting-house, leaving the closing of the day to his business partner and young apprentice; a decision for which he was admittedly a bit regretful. But only just a bit. Because she was absolutely worth fudging his duties a little.

Bess made a breathy giggle as her husband's mouth located and attached itself to a sensitive spot below her jaw, starting to suckle. Trying to ground herself, she braced one hand against the table as the other curled around and groped the man's tight little ass, pulling him closer. Ebenezer had immediately searched her out the second he arrived home, ultimately discovering her here, helping their maids fold the linens. The second his eyes had landed on her--hungry, wanting, already so dark she almost couldn't see their captivating slate-blue tone--the young woman's heart had immediately begun to race in exhilaration. She knew what he was after, as she was after the same but in reverse. The maids had been asked to leave and the door had quickly been shut and barred behind them. Now here they were: an already heaving, sweating, partially disrobed mess amongst the clean laundry. (Some of it would absolutely have to be washed again--Bess would be sure she gave the launderer a hefty tip for the trouble.)

"I-I'm not sure I do... as it happens," the American gasped, working hard to find and utilize the ability to talk. She moaned and her eyes fluttered shut as Ebenezer's mouth trailed down her neck to bite at the point where it joined her shoulder. God above, he was amazing with that mouth, and it wasn't even where she really wanted it yet! "Perhaps-ah... perhaps you'd care to-ooh!... enlighten me?" She couldn't stop the devilish smirk that curled her flushed, kiss-swollen lips.

The Englishman growled against her, sending a tingle straight through the woman and down to her core, making it ache with need. "You wicked female," he rasped darkly, still trailing kisses along her collarbone. "I believe you know exactly what you do to me." Without warning, he slipped his hands from her fit waist down to her thick thighs and grabbed them to rather unceremoniously hoist her up onto the folding table.

Bess shrieked in surprise, accidentally bumping into a few stacks of clean towels, sending them to the stone floor. Then she laughed as Ebenezer pulled her back to the very edge of the table and wrapped her back up in his arms. Uninhibited by skirts as she was already stripped down to her chemise, the woman parted her thighs wide around the gentleman and coiled her legs around his waist, locking her bare feet at the ankles against the small of his back, her heels nudging him closer. She made a shuddering gasp and bit her lip as she felt his solid length pressed against her. Even through his trousers and her drawers, she could feel the heat, and it made her instinctively shift against him in search of friction.

"Oh, you believe so, do you?" Bess asked after his previous statement, voice sultry and playful as she met his dark, unwavering gaze. She threaded his cravat through coy fingers, deftly untying it and slipping it away from his neck to finally let the man's already unbuttoned shirt fall open completely. Bess' eyes slipped down to catch a peek and her mouth watered. Oh, that's lovely.... "And, uh..." she looked back up, "... just what makes you say that, Mr. Scrooge?" To counteract her feigned ignorance, the woman wrapped the silky tie about her neck and loosely knotted it in place. A shiver went through her and her breath caught in her throat as she watched her husband's eyes black out and his nostrils flair with harsh breath at the action. She could feel the man trembling between her thighs, restraining himself from taking her and rutting into her like an animal in heat. Why he held back, she didn't know; to be claimed was exactly what she wanted.

Without thinking, Ebenezer slipped a hand up and hooked his fingers beneath the loosely knotted tie. With a gentle jerk, he drew his wife's face to his, making her squeak and grip the table's edge. "You are an absolutely intractable little minx, Mrs. Scrooge," he rumbled, his nose nudging hers as he gazed into her lusty blue eyes. A fiendish smile pulled at his mouth.

Bess matched it. "Am I now?" she purred. "Do tell."

Ebenezer tugged the cravat again, drawing her closer still, his lips just ghosting over hers. "As if you didn't know what you were doing when I came home for lunch, traipsing about the premises in your hiked skirts, bare legs and feet on full display the moment I walked in the door." His voice was rugged, husky, full of subdued feralness.

Bess' blush deepened as she played dumb. "I haven't the faintest idea what you mean, Good Sir--it was a warm day and I was merely attempting to stay cool."

"Then you just so happen to mention how you bought a new pair of stockings this morning as you send me back out the door for work."

"Well, forgive me for wanting to keep you informed on any and all purchases I might make. I assumed you would want to know when and how your hard-earned money is being spent; I was only thinking of your balance book."

"Not to mention you're brazen enough to have your sleeves rolled back and your blouse already unbuttoned when I find you in here."

"Only a couple. Again, I point to the heat of the day. And you would be surprised to learn how much of a sweat a person can work up folding laundry, Ebenezer."

"All little enticements to bait me into your trap-"

"I assure you I'm not trying to entice or bait anyone."

"-to fill my head with thoughts of you until I can think of nothing else-'

"Now that's just a lack of discipline on your part."

"-making it impossible for me to play my part as a functional member of society-"

"Again, lack of willpower and discipline, I'm afraid."

"-so that I'm forced to come running back to you in search of relief."

"Baseless accusations."

Chuckling darkly, Ebenezer finally pressed his lips to Bess' smiling mouth in yet another passionate kiss, his tongue surging forth to meet hers. He let the tie go and smoothed his hand over her shoulder and down her chest, stopping to cup a breast and gently massage it. Bess moaned into his mouth and arched into his touch: He could feel her nipple already peaked through the thin material of her shift and gently tweaked it, earning a needy whine in return. The Englishman continued to slowly trail his hand down his lover's body, reveling in the sensation of the soft fabric and the curves beneath it against his palm and fingers. Coming to grip her thigh, Ebenezer brought his other hand around to mirror its twin's action and pulled his wife even closer still, so she was almost hanging off the table. He pressed her thighs farther apart, causing Bess to hiss at the delicious sting of being spread so wide. Then the man began rocking his hips, grinding his clothed core against hers. He groaned into the kiss; she echoed him. It was slow, sensual, pleasurably frustrating--magnificent.

Ebenezer broke away from Bess' lips and began to suck down her neck again. Bess keened and made a breathy moan of his name, bringing her hands up, one to thread into his disheveled locks, the other to clutch and claw at his shoulder. The man rewarded her for the enticing action with a nip to her collarbone and a hot tongue to soothe it after. "My Sweetness," he murmured into her flesh as he pressed kisses along her heaving chest. "My beautiful, gorgeous Sweetness. You fill my every waking thought; when I sleep I dream only of you."

Bess felt her heart flutter with love for the man. "Oh, Ebenenzer..."

"I see your face everywhere I look. I hear your voice in every sound that reaches my ears." The man trailed his soft lips up the woman's throat again until they graced against the tattered shell of her left ear. "You are my sun, moon, and stars," he whispered, as Bess nuzzled her cheek against his. "My entire world." His hands slipped from her thighs around her back again and twined around her, bringing her close in an embrace yet again even as he continued to roll his hips against hers. "You are my sustenance, Bess--my very breath--my life. You are my life's purpose--the very reason I was put on this earth. You complete me; without you, I am lost." Groaning pleasurably, the man buried his face in his gasping wife's hair, breathing her in as she held him closer. "I love you, my darling," he murmured. "I love you more than I have ever loved anything or anyone. I love you so much, my heart aches to be parted from you even for a second. I only ever want you. I need you. I crave you. You drive me positively mad with your mere existence."

Despite how her head was swimming with lust and how her heart was completely awash with adoration, due to Bess' fine-tuned wit, a clever little quip flitted through her mind in response to her husband's declarations. "So..." she panted, her voice airy with bliss, "... o-one... one might say... y-your... ob-Bessed with me?" The corners of her mouth turned up in a cheeky grin. She couldn't help but quietly titter at her own pun.

Almost immediately, Ebenezer ceased all movement. For a minute he remained frozen around her, then he pulled away and backed up. He met his wife's gaze with an unamused look, his eyes no longer filled with desire but exasperation. He shook his head, thick eyebrows knitting together. "That," he grumbled, "was horrid." And with that he pulled out of her grip and walked away, redoing his buttons and tucking his shirt back in.

Bess glared in indignation, highly offended by his statement. "It was not!" she huffed. "Ob-Bessed? "Obsessed" but because it's specifically about me it's "ob-Bessed"? Come on--that's clever! That's a good pun!"

Ebenezer sent the woman an unimpressed scowl as he slipped his suspenders back on and grabbed up his waistcoat. "There is no such thing as a "good pun", Elizabeth. And even if there were, that wouldn't be one of them." With that, he unbarred the door and left the laundry room.

Still perched on the table, Bess watched after him in disbelief. "Oh, come on, Wolf! At least it was funnier than that "EbeSneezer" one I made the other day! Ya gotta at least give me that!"

His voice echoed back to her: "You are maddening in every possible way, Wife!"

Bess crossed her arms over her chest and hmphed indignantly, shooting daggers at Ebenezer's back as he disappeared down the corridor. "There are, too, good puns," she muttered to herself. "And that was, too, one of them!"

All at once Prudence came clicking through the door from around the corner. She stopped just inside the door and looked up with big, soft brown eyes at the half-naked woman still seated among the laundry. Cocking her head curiously, she whined, her tail wagging slightly.

"What do you think, Prudie?" Bess asked the mastiff. "Ob-Bessed: good pun or no?"

Prudence's face scrunched up into something like a scowl and she sneezed. Then she turned and trotted out of the room.

"Yeah? Well, you're a dog--what do you know about comedy, anyway?"

Taglist: @oldmanlusting @themostanonymousscribbler @the-house-of-auditore-frye (if anyone else would like to be added, let me know in the comments)

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