#austin north smut

[adventuresinobx]

Model Behaviour

Austin North x fem!reader

Summary: You’re a photographer’s assistant and you’ve got a busy day helping out with headshots for multiple clients. When one particular client takes a shine to you, how long will it take for both of you to act on the inevitable attraction?

A/N: If you know me, you know Austin is my absolute fave so how can I be back and not make one of my first fics about him 🙈🙈🙈🙈

Warnings: Smut, dom! Austin, oral (m receiving), lots of dirty talking

You’d been working on this photoshoot set all day, celebrities and assistants coming in and out as each client made their way through the studio. Today was headshot day for one particular agency and you’d seen such a mix of people coming through the door. Most of them were nobody you knew, and as you cast your eyes at the next name on the sheet, you didn’t know this one either. Austin North, it read.

Soon a lady rushed into the room, the sound of a strong laugh following her as she introduced herself and her client to the photographer. “Hey Mr North, how are you?” the photographer asked, shaking hands with the man behind her. You went on your tiptoes, curious to see what he looked like in person; his old headshots were cute. You liked his fresh face and cute blonde hair in the photo but when he stepped into the room, you were instead captivated by his facial hair and the dark locks that sat on top of his head. He looked great, older but in the best way and your heart fluttered in your chest.

“This is Y/N,” the photographer said, gesturing towards you as Austin flashed you a smile that had you weak in the knees, “She’s my assistant for the day. So anything you want, she’s all yours.” A wicked smile spread on Austin’s face and you bit your lip to stop yourself from reacting with a sound. You nodded and smiled at him, suddenly made nervous by how he was acting.

*

The shoot went quick, thank goodness. He had this brooding look about him, he was a natural and you wondered whether modelling was a side line to his acting profession. If it wasn’t, it really should be. You could tell those actors that were only comfortable being in front of a camera when they were playing someone else but he was so confident, so sure, as he was.

You spent his whole shoot watching from the side, the only time you needed to do anything was when the photographer went to do the full length shots and noticed some fluff on the floor from a previous photoshoot which wouldn’t quite fit with what you were going for here. You knelt down on the floor, collecting what you could as he stepped back, but still close enough that when you went on your knees to pick the last bits up, it gave him enough of an innuendo.

You noticed that grin on his face and wondered if anyone else did. He was something else.

*

“Oh darling get down on your knees again,” he said, voice quiet as you did as he asked. You bit your lip, eyes focused up on him from your position between his muscular thighs which were almost straining against the black denim material of his ripped jeans. “Look so pretty down there angel. Now take your time and do whatever feels right. Follow your instincts. You’re a natural.”

You gulped nervously, watching as your hand almost involuntarily moved to his crotch. Everyone had broke for lunch so you two had the entire space to yourself. You swept your fingers over the denim material, using your hand to feel his hard length that was separated by the two layers of material. Two layers too much. You brushed your thumb over the head of his dick through the material, feeling it twitch under your fingers. You repeated the motion a few times, hand and fingers rubbing up and down him through the tight material as you watched his face twist in pleasure.

You moved your hand to the button, easily popping it open and pulling his pants down to his knees. You left his boxers on, admiring how he wore tight boxers that left very little to the imagination. Immediately, your mouth moved closer to him and you attached your lips to him through the material, feeling every vein and ridge with your mouth through the barely there material.

He grabbed your hair, fisting it into a makeshift ponytail as he watched you reach for the boxers and pulled them down so he was left completely naked from the waist down and thus plenty for you to focus on. He noticed you lick your lips, just before you leant in and ran a hesitant lick all the way up and down his shaft in one go.

“Bet you’re dripping,” he said softly, tone strong, voice  quiet as he took a deep breath in anticipation of what was to come . His next words came out staggered and stumbley as he tried to hold himself up from the pleasure you were giving him. “Bet all your juices are dripping down your thighs, your fingers would be soaking wet and you’d be clenching around them now.” On hearing his words, you clenched around nothing, your tongue still flat against the underside of his dick.

You enjoyed the weight against your tongue, swirling and sucking him best you could as your fingers ran down and under your shorts. “Touch yourself angel, just think of later when three of my fingers will be fully inside you. You’ll come to that won’t you darling? Coming all over my hands and letting me taste you.” You couldn’t take it anymore, already, and your hand disappeared under your shorts, your fingers making a quick connection with your clit and soon you were using one hand to stroke him whilst you licked and sucked on the tip like a pro and using the other to slip a finger or two inside yourself to give you some relief.

“Fuck, so good at that darling. Need you to take more of me, have more of me. I want you,” he mumbled, watching as you kept his cock down your throat and flicked your tongue around the head where you could. Every time you managed to touch a particular sensitive spot, you let out a moan and that only encouraged him further, feeling the vibrations around him and helping him to thrust further into your mouth, again and again until you were choking and spluttering on him. He loved hearing you gag.

He pulled your hair into the ponytail again, taking you off him for a moment. He pulled you just close enough to his dick so that you could poke your tongue out if you wanted to and lick the angry looking tip. He kept you there, speaking calm and collected as he told you: “Can’t wait to get you somewhere more private, where I can fuck you like you deserve. Make you cum all over my cock.” Your hand was still in your shorts now and you were furiously rubbing your clit, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes like you were begging for him to take over and help you get that release.

As if he read your mind, he told you: “Don’t worry darling, gonna make you feel so good later. You’ll cum now and many more times later.” Your movements sped up. “Can’t wait to get a taste myself. Bet you’re so sweet. Cum for me, and then I want you to taste yourself for me?” He posed it as more of a question but you nodded eagerly. He could have told you to do anything and you would. “I know you’re close baby, cum for me and then you can make me cum down your throat.”

You groaned at his words, completely losing it as you pinched your clit and sent your orgasm hurtling over you full force. “Fuck,” you moaned, legs shaking as you rode out your high. Still midst orgasm, you took your fingers out your shorts and smeared your juices on the head of his cock, making him groan from the touch alone. You moved your head to the side to get him to release your hair and braced both hands on his thick thighs before taking him as deep down your throat as you could.

“That’s it, good girl,” he said, his mind foggy by the fact you were now tasting a mix of his and your juices. He bucked his hips into you, keeping his hands by his side as not to push you too hard or hurt you. “Such a good girl, I’m so close. Watching you make yourself cum, fuck. Come on baby. I’m close.” You used his words as more encouragement, and soon you could feel that tensing as he came down your throat. There was little warning but he managed to signal for you to move away. You stayed in place, refusing to move away from him as he came down your throat. You swallowed everything he gave you, even moving off after to lick any remnants from his cock.

“Fuck, we’re gonna have to do that again soon,” he mumbled, still catching his breath and steadying himself from the great orgasm you’d just given him. “But next time, I’m going down on you.” You clenched around nothing once more, already anticipating how good that was going to feel. “And I won’t be satisfied til you’ve cum three times from my tongue alone.”

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[thecameronchronicles]

Drumsticks

TW: semi-public sex. Smut. Language. 

SUMMARY: Watching Austin take the stage leaves you to prove how you're his number one fan...

WORD COUNT: 1500

*ORIGINAL CONCEPT*

Drumsticks

The applause was deafening and surprising given the size of the venue. Yet, you looked forward to him with pride in knowing he was achieving his dreams. His eyes searching the crowd to find those soft eyes adorning him from the front row, his smile stretching further as the adrenaline continues to surge through his veins. Your bottom lip became imprisoned between your teeth as you thought of how every strike made to the drumset showcased his muscles. Ones you knew well as they wrapped around you in the very same way as he embraced you as the curtains came to a close and the venue cleared out in majority. 

"How do you think our boy did?" The lead singer of the band asked as the remainder of friends began to disband the equipment. 

"Exceptional." You pulled yourself closer into his side as he was truly illuminated from the inside out. 

"Babe, I'm all sweaty…" He reminded you, trying to keep you from the unpleasantness. But your ambition only wished to worsen this. You stepped on the tips of your toes to reach his ear in effortless positioning. 

"But now I want you to do it even more with me…" He turned to you as if to validate the words spoken. Once certain it was true, he orchestrated his arm lower at your hip. 

"We're gonna get-"

"Can you teach me?" You interrupted him as you looked at the drumset. 

"Do you guys mind?"

"Not at all…just make sure you don't ruin anything, it's rented." He winked to you and Austin as he seemed aware of your intentions. And yet the only thing you intended to ruin was your panties…which he already was responsible for when watching him on stage. 

"Okay…" He began once angling himself behind you to orchestrate you in this lesson. But the moment he lowered behind you, drumsticks in hand, his body chilled your own. The tease of his breath on your bare shoulder along with the way he pressed into your back made it difficult to focus. You suddenly began to regret asking for the lesson and simply wished for the reward instead. 

"Now usually you have music playing through the earpieces but they probably unhooked all of that by now, so we'll make our own music." You liked the sound of that. Whether lecherous with intent, it was saccharine in anything involving you in a joint force. He smirked at your cheek before playing with the use of your hands. 

"This was the first song I learned…" You nodded as you allowed the use of your hands as the vibration of the drums came back into your palms. But nothing reverberated quite like the cymbals. It would take only a handful of seconds before you became lost in how he used you to become lost in the beat. 

"Here…" he directed you onto his lap to make the way he played even easier. But this only pulled your focus to anything but the drums. Instead, your focus came to the tension of his chest and muscles as he played, the contortions of his face you recalled during moments of ecstasy, and the steady bounce made of his knee. 

"You want to try?" The final note was played as he craned in a way you could make out his expression. It was enough for him to make out yours as well as his eyes began at your own, mirroring the fall to your lips. In the same moment, he would kiss you, you would instigate your own ambition. It took only a moment until you straddled him in a more comfortable hold as he pulled you as close as possible to him. 

"Babe-" He looked towards the side of the stage. 

"Please, Austin…I can't wait until we get home.." 

"No? You like watching me play?" You nodded as his hand from your hip began a trail to the part allowed by the way you rested on his lap. 

"Does it turn you on, baby?" His finger brushed the center of your underwear allowable by the skirt chosen exclusively for quick access. 

"Guess it does…" he smirked to himself. "Been like this all night?" You nodded. 

"It's a miracle nobody tripped out there then from you dripping for me…" 

"Please…" you whined as he began a small circuit of circular motions to your clit. And even if the pressure relieved a light weight of tension, it was still not enough. 

"Someone could see-" 

"I don't care…"

"You should…Gonna be a bit hard to look them in the eye with the way you're gonna moan for me…" he stood up for a moment, forcing you to follow until you were left standing. 

"Austin…"

"Sit…" he guided as he moved off stage for only a second. The lights would dim enough to fit the ambiance before he returned to find you having obeyed him. 

Your lip became trapped between your teeth as he lowered to his knees. As he parted your thighs, you cleared your throat to uncover your panties around your middle finger. 

"Isn't it good luck for girls throwing their panties on stage or something?"

"Not sure that's a thing anymore…" 

"No?" 

He shook his head before kissing your thighs, taking your panties as you used the drums behind you as stability with your elbows anchoring carefully to not ruin the instrument. 

Wordless kisses rose between your legs until he hovered right over where you needed him most. 

"Stay quiet for me baby…just in case…" but as you believed you could obey, the sensation of his tongue circling your clit made you moan immediately. He grinned between your thighs to this as you ran your polished nails through his hair, pulling lightly on the strands to warrant a complement of sorts. 

"Babe-" he attempted to reprimand your volume as you echoed throughout the venue. Your back arched over the drums as he took you closer to him, the chair threatening to topple as he corrected its stability. 

"Looks like these will be useful after all…" he explained while pulling the panties into your mouth. 

"Now you can be even louder than the drums…" he dove back between your legs, sending you against the cymbals as they chimed as an announcement to the change of passion to dominance. 

"You taste so good for me…" he explained as you groaned into the fabric, your hips attempting to meet him as he forced them back down. 

"Stay still baby-"

"I can't-" you were muffled yet understood as he nodded. 

"Lucky I could focus for even a second…damn skirt…" You bit hard into the fabric as he pulled himself away. Your eyes opened in a silent plea as he stood slowly, unbuckling his pants as your eyes illuminated with renewed excitement. 

"Bend over…" you obliged as you reached for the panties and he caught your wrist. 

"You're gonna want to keep those in. I'm not going soft or slow tonight, baby…" He kept to his word in the way he plummeted between your thighs. Bottoming out with each thrust, you cried out into the pastel lace between your lips, his name synonymous to the curses made muffled by your impromptu gag. 

His hand wrapped around the chrome rim of the distant drum as you followed the grip, pinned beneath his grips as he kept you in place. The cymbals ringing to each guided pulse made within you, you endured each and every sensation. When his dominant grip rose beneath your shirt to your breast, your mouth widened far enough to send the panties lost somewhere on the floor, forgotten by you both. 

"Austin!" You begged, unsure what for. For a release? For further stamina? An encore? It didn't matter, your body trembled as he pulled you to that familiar high. 

"You're close baby…I want it…let me feel you come for me…" He grunted into your shoulder, his sweat dripping down your back as you nodded. 

"I'm close-"

"Not close enough-" That dominant hand left your breast and fixated on your stimulated and quivering clit. His fingers twisting and pulling to torment those favored whimpered, until he rubbed quick enough to send your release barreling at you full force. 

"I'm coming!"

"I'm right behind you, babe…" he gripped your hand tighter as you washed over him, dripping down his cock and the space to which your bodies met. And yet, you weren't able to savor the flex his orgasm usually warranted. Instead, he picked up the drumstick and pulled it between your folds. Your body tightened immediately. 

"Now I can play with you whenever I want…" he smirked, proud of his play on words as you pulled him into your mouth for a deep kiss, needing more. Always needing more. And he was always eager to please his number one fan…

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[pankowperfection]

Congratulations lovely!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰

I think you know what I’m going to request 🙈

Austin with a daddy kink please and thank you in advance if you choose this one 💖

Warnings: 18+, oral (male receiving), daddy kink, slight praise kink

Austin stops his teasing thrusts over your clothed pussy, eyes darkening at what you had just said. "Say it again," he commands, gaze locked with yours as you bite your bottom lip at this new dominant side of him.

"Daddy," the word rolls smoothly off your tongue, feeling right for this moment. He closes his eyes and you think maybe he didn't like it, but when he opens them again, you realize just how wrong you were.

"Oh yeah? You wanna be good girl and suck daddy's cock?" You nod your head eagerly, such vulgar words coming from your normally sweet boyfriend making your heart skip a beat and your panties soaked.

He stands up, quickly removing his shirt and shorts before siting back down on the couch in just his boxers. You drop to your knees on the floor, settling between his legs as your hands massage up his muscular thighs.

"Don't tease," he warns, hand sliding to the back of your head and pulling you towards his aching cock. He lifts his hips slightly, helping you to pull down his briefs and exposing his length to your eyes.

You drool at the sight of him, eager to please as you wrap your hand around his base. You spit onto his tip, using it as lube to start stroking his shaft up and down. He groans, head falling to the back of the couch at the feeling of you squeezing him.

You watch his face closely, leaning down to slowly take him into your mouth. His eyes fly open, gaze intense as he watches you swallow each inch. When he hits the back of your throat he moans loudly, winding his hands into your hair to guide your motions.

"Fuck baby, just like that. Making daddy feel so good." Your pussy clenches around nothing at the arousal in his voice, wrapping your tongue around his shaft as you slide your head up and down. His rough grip in your hair makes you go faster, essentially pulling you up and down at the speed he wants.

You bring your hand up to cup his balls, massaging them gently as he starts to thrust up into your face. You bask in his power, letting him use you to bring himself pleasure. Your other hand slides into your shorts, massaging your clit and moaning over his length.

"Shit - keep making yourself feel good baby. Love when you moan on my cock." You start to rub faster, thighs tensing as your orgasm rushes closer. Each time you moan his cock jumps in your mouth, vibrations bringing him closer to his release.

"I'm gonna cum, want you to cum with daddy." You nod your head as much as you can, letting him know you're close too. A few flicks of your tongue over his tip does him in, hot spurts of cum filling your mouth. The taste of his release turns you on more, pushing you over the edge as you soak your fingers, moaning around his cock.

You lick him clean, letting him go with a pop as you look up at his spent frame. "Taste so good daddy, love making you cum." He starts to harden again, pulling you to your feet and onto his lap. "Such a good girl, I think you earned a reward."

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[landosgirl97]

Let’s Do This - Austin North Smut

I stood staring at my reflection in the mirror, making sure everything looked together before we left. I had my hair up in a curly updo, and a flowy red dress that matches part of Austin’s outfit. I didn’t realize he was behind me until his arms wrapped around my midsection, his hands on my stomach. “Hey beautiful,” he said, kissing the side of my neck. “Mmm, hey babe. You look great!” He just hummed in response. “So do you, but you know what would make this outfit better?” I raise an eyebrow and make eye contact with him in the mirror. “What would that be?” I ask. “I little baby bump right here”, he rubs my stomach lightly. My jaw drops. “Wait, what?!” He lowers his head and nips at my neck. “I want to have a baby with you..” I turned in his arms and kissed him. “Well, I can say I’m not opposed to this idea..” I bit my lip, looking at him through my lashes. He growls, kissing me harshly and moving me back toward the bed. I try to stop him, “baby, we’re gonna be late to the premiere!” “I don’t care right now. I want to stay here with you and work on having this baby..” I felt myself fall back onto the mattress softly. “Fine, work fast, daddy.”

Austin pulled the skirt of my dress up over my hips and pulled my panties down and off my legs, throwing them behind him. He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants before pumping his half hard cock until he was fully hard. He shoved into me and stayed still while placing a tender kiss on my lips. “Are you sure about this baby? I don’t want to do this unless you’re sure.” “I’m sure, Aus. I love you.” He began to thrust into me slowly as he kissed me again, “I love you too.” He increased the speed and power because we both knew we had to be quick if we were going to make it. He kissed down my neck softly, biting lightly every once in a while. I wrapped my legs around his hips, bringing my hips up to meet his thrusts, his pubic bone rubbing against my clit, causing me to reach my peak quickly. “Au- I-“ Austin shushed me and held me closer, pulling me into his chest. “I know baby, hang on just a little longer for me, I wan this to stick.” I nodded my head, gasping as he changed the angle and hit my g spot with every thrust. MY legs shook and my toes curled as I tried to hold off my orgasm. “Okay baby, cum for me. Cum on my clock.” As soon as he said that, my vision went white and I felt myself clench around him. I felt Austin’s rhythm falter as I came down and he trusted as deep as possible and let go, filling my up. He rested there for a minute and then pulled out.. I laid there for a minute as he went to clean himself up and fix his hair for the premiere. When he walked out of the bathroom, he walked to me, helping me up and helping me back into my underwear and helped me stand. Just in time, his doorbell rang, signaling that his family was there to take us. I smirked at Austin as he grabbed my hand and placed a. Kiss on my head. “ Let’s do this baby.”

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Drew Starkey and Austin North in OBX 4

[cerismo]

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𐙚 . . . pairing. toxic!rafe x toxic!fem kook!olivia wilson

୨ৎ . . . genre. slow burn. everyone else can see it but them (trope)

.ᐟ . . . content warnings. cussing, arguing

Rafe Cameron and Olivia Wilson were too blind to see their love for each other.

“please please please, don’t prove I’m right”

I cannot believe she had the audacity to accuse me of having this “major crush on rafe” since kindergarten…

If anything I’ve hated him since then, especially after he embarrassed me i front of our entire class. I mean come on everyone has little accidents in kindergarten right?

I mean yeah he’s like hot as hell, but he literally embarrassed me in front of everyone I still know to this day. Every now and then I still get made fun of, and it just digs the hole of my hatred for Rafe even deeper.

But I mean what can I do, he’s the prince of the kooks, which means he’s untouchable, so there’s not really much I can do or say make him back off just a little bit, so I tolerate him. Well whenever I’m on that side of the island anyway.

I’m either usually hanging out with the pouges or im catching waves. Which means I don’t have to see or deal with Rafe, unless there’s some kind of bonfire or party going on over on the look side of the island.

Right now I’m rummaging through some clothes im my closet trying to find something worth wearing at this bonfire tonight. I settle on this white sundress with little roses on it. It hugs everything in the right place. I slip on some white lacy socks along with my all white high top platform converses.

I walk out of my room and down the hall and into our kitchen where my mother stand making whatever the hell concoction she was making this week…

“And where are you going dressed like that?” my mom said she said not even taking her focus away from what she was doing.

“Relax Mom, it’s just a party down by the beach…” I said slightly rolling my eyes

“Alright but I don’t want you out too late, we’re planning on having a family dinner tonight.” she said finally looking up at me.

“Okay mom, I promise, I’ll be here” I said hesitantly, because I wasn’t so sure that I wasn’t going to get drunk tonight. I mean I always do, especially on nights like these. I mean everyone from my generation actually comes together to have some fun. No fighting, arguing, just good old fun. And then unfortunately everything resets the next day. So what was I supposed to do? Not have fun, come on.

I walk around the counter to where my mom was and give her a light kiss on the cheek and walk out of the kitchen.

“I’ll see you tonight mom!” I yelled considering how far I was from the kitchen.

“Alright love ya honey, have fun!” My mom yelled from the kitchen, since I had already made my way into the foyer. I grabbed my purse off the hook, along with my keys too. I made my way out the door, down my driveway and into my all black BMW. I pull my phone out to text my best friend Sarah

I cannot believe she just sent me $300 fucking dollars for a godamn snicker and an arizona, that’s like what $10 all together. But we have been bffs since like the beginning of time, soo it kinda makes sense.

I start the engine, and put the car in reverse as I back out of the driveway and down the main road. Sometime later I make it to the Cameron’s house. I get out of the car and make my way to the doorstep, and ring the doorbell. Who answers the door? Rafe fucking Cameron.

“Hey Sweets, how you doing?” He had that fucking smirk that I hate so much plastered on his stupid, but handsome little face.

“What did I tell you about calling me that? And I’m fine, thanks for asking.” I said through my teeth. My frustration taking over.

“Listen Sw- Liv, It’s just a nickname, you’ll be fine.” He was now standing with one arm propped up against the door frame and the other on his hip, that stupid smirk still right where I left it.

Oh how bad I wanted to slap that stupid smirk of his stupid, but handsome face. But there was something about the way he was staring at me that made my knees buckle, internally of course.

“Just a nickname? Rafe I’ve already told you a thousand times stop calling me that.” I couldn’t believe him, just a nickname, that I’ve begged you to stop calling me for years. And he won’t stop, he’s been doing it since the 6th grade. I mean It’s kinda grown on me, but I still hate it. I feel like it means he’s just trying to like call me a suburban 1950s trad wife or some shit along those lines.

I shifted my gaze behind Rafe when I heard footsteps coming from the stairs, it was just Sarah.

“You two flirting again?” She had an eyebrow raised and that stupid smirk that her brother is always doing on her face too.

“Uhm first, eugh no, second are you ready?” The annoyance and disgust could be heard in my voice.

“Uhm yeah, wait did you-“ She didn’t even have the chance to finish before I was already interrupting her, I mean she’s my best friend of course J know what she’s about to ask me.

“Yes Sar, they’re in the car…” I said with both eyebrows raised and a sort of “really” look on my face.

“YOU LEFT MY SNACKS IN YOUR HOT ASS CAR?!?” Even Rafe jumped back a little bit, at how loud she was yelling. Which was unusual since nobody and I mean nobody could scare Rafe Cameron. After spending about 5 minutes trying to calm her down, and tell her that the air conditioning was on, I noticed the sun setting.

I lifted my phone, and checked the time to see that it was almost time to get ready to leave.

“Hey Sar, we gotta go.” I said turning around to walk to my car, but J didn’t even talk a full two steps before I was being whipped around by my arm.

“Go where?” Rafe had this strong grip on my arm causing me too wince at his actions.

“First off all, let me go. And second what?” I said yanking my arm out of his grasp and rubbing over the burning sensation left behind from his big manly hands.

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?” Now the smirk that I loved and hated was gone. He had some sort of anger to his face now. I was trying to read between the lines but I couldn’t which was unusual in our case.

“To the bonfire…why is it any of your business?” The look on my face, let me tell you it didn’t please Rafe, or make him any happier than before.

“Because Liv, you know how many guys are out there just waiting to fuck you?” He was basically yelling at me at this point.

“And why the hell is that any of your business, if I wanna fuck someone maybe I will.” I said wailing my hand around, like there was no tomorrow.

I watched as Sarah slipped passed Rafe and made her way to my car. After about 3 more minutes of unnecessary arguing I was getting fed up with Rafe, I mean who the hell does he think he is telling me I can’t go to a fucking party.

“I KNOW I HAVE GOOD JUDGEMENT, I KNOW I HAVE GOOD TASTE”

“Listen Rafe, I really don’t care I’m going whether you like it or not.” And with that I turned around and made my way to my car, casually flipping him off as I walked. I got in the drivers side and shifted to reverse as we backed out of the driveway.

“What the hell was all that about?”

MO YAPS

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Ok guys like that was awesome right? I had so much fun making this. Hey btw if anyone knows how to do those like gc messages please don’t be afraid to hmu bc I been struggling.

Anyway hope you guys enjoyed, lemme know what you would like to see in the comments.

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Topper Thornton Masterlist | Babeydollx

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Midsummer Games

TW: Dom(ish) Topper. Smut. Language. Degrading teasing. 

SUMMARY: An unforgettable night transpires at Midsummers with Topper. 

WORD COUNT: 2300

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can i please have an imagine with topper where you are going to midsummers with topper and you guys are basically the kook prince and princess on the island and everyone's like all over you guys and then going back to toppers and doing the dirty

Midsummer Games

"I thought you said you were going to try and be quiet..." He spoke into your ear as his fingers climbed up the exposed skin of your leg made accessible by the slit in your dress. A dress you'd spent six weeks in search of, only for him to have his hand set beneath in less than five minutes. 

"Should have known better to think you'd be quiet...You've always been such a screamer." Your glossed lips pulled apart as his fingers slowed at your clothed clit. He began there almost immediately as your grip around his wrist had been set as a silent warning. But every time you founf comfort in his pace and the chance to govern your breathing or desperate whimpers, he'd shift. This showed once again as he leaned to the driver, now setting his fingers inside of you as the angle made this possible without detection.

"Topper-" You gasped as he grinned while turning back to you. 

"There. I had him turn up the radio so he can't hear how much of a whore you are for my fingers..." Your hand came to the nearest lapel of his suit.

"Oh shit...you're closer than I thought..."

"I'm gonna come..."

"Not back here you're not." You whined, an evident pout facing him as it only illuminated his arrogance. 

"You come on my cock or face, you know the deal…baby..." He was too imperious. Believing just because he held some sort of domination over you in the last summer that you were untouchable. But he must have forgotten the flames within you to believe you would be affected in such a way. 

Retracting his fingers, he fixed his appearance before subjecting his focus to the rearview mirror. Arms crossed over your chest, unintentionally accentuating your breasts, you stole his attention. 

"If you won't make me come, I know a party full of guys that would be more than willing-" 

He suddenly lunged at you. No sense of humor within his otherwise kind and sunkissed expression. 

"You know exactly how my fingers can make you come. Quickly and hard. If and when I let you." He teased your crossed legs, inching closer as if to hint to a continuation. In the hope he would grant it, you nodded. 

"You let anyone know how sweet or wet you are between thighs that are only ever going to part for me and you'll never know how hard or quickly I can make you come again."

"We're here Mister Thornton..." The driver explained as the car came to a stop. 

"Good." He gave a quick peck that was offered before you could even respond. 

"I already have to explain to my mom why the back of her seat is soaked. How am I going to explain my fingers when I shake all those hands?" To this, you took his fingers in your mouth. Eyes set to his, you savored yourself off of him. 

"You-"

"Just remember you were the one who wanted to come...I wanted to make you come..." You reminded the tease of your fingers down his naked chest within your bedroom not even an hour prior. 

"I wanted to show you off. But you keep doing that and I'll fuck you right in the middle of that hotel..." You smirked. Topper spoke a big game, the means to back it up. But he would never jeopardize his mother's image. Not unless she went against you. And it appeared this way from the get-go that you were thick as thieves. But this was only because you played her game even better than her. 

"You wouldn't dare..."

"Don't test me..." He clenched his jaw as you played with his tie. 

"Maybe if you meant it I would have been tied to the headboard of your bed with this tie instead of imagining it now...Moving beneath you...breathing for you...moaning....Topper.' His teeth tensed more aggressively. 

"But you're right. I got all dressed up...So I'm not letting all this effort go to waste." Before he could apprehend you, you slipped from the car. Synonymous to a celebrity at some red carpet event, you were addressed by name, waves at by those hoping to get into your good graces, and a few familiar faces managing to give you small talk to the otherwise dull existence that was Midsummers. 

"I don't care what you spent on that dress...it will be ruined tonight..." He spoke in your ear in a break if forced smiles to the elders of your social circle. Without missing a beat, you faced him. 

"I paid more for the lingerie beneath." This left him to wonder what he had in store once you were alone. But more than this, his eyes adored how effortlessly you commanded the space around you. A confidence that matched his own as you remained together while romanticizing your modern connection. What was a drunken kiss became a summer of hookups and that eventual question of monogamy he took to heart. For that, you kept the key details in effect, making each set of your families proud while articulating the details to be more desirable to your shared reputations, while exchanging knowing glances to each other. 

The first part of the event allowed you to share these flirtatious glances that left the ability to keep yourselces reserved, rather easy. But then came the dancing. The need to be demure and tasteful when all you wanted to do was prove that your promises and teased were anything but empty. You allowed your touch to speak of this as you traced his jaw foreshadowed in stubble and down to the buttons of his dress shirt. 

"There are so many little rooms in that hotel-"

"I deserve better than a quick fuck, Topper." You interrupted as his eyes blazed with desire for you. Your headstrong passion and knowledge for what you wanted had been what drew him to you. And to witness it in repetition made him clench his jaw with the need to act on its affect against him. 

"Believe me...It won't be quick..."

"What exactly am I in for?" Before he could answer, you pushed a bit harder into him as the slow music allowed you to do this without being judged too harshly. And the ones who had scrutinized you were simply ignored in contrast to prove your point. 

"Something long?" You smirked. 

"Something hard?"

"A choking hazard for sure-" To this, you were pulled off of the dance floor and to his mother. 

"She's not feeling well...I think we had too much champagne. Night." He was cold to her but anxious for you as he led you to the elevator in the hotel. 

"We aren't going home?"

"Perks of my mom being a chairwoman for one of the charities that fund Midsummers means I get access to the suite..." The doors came open as he pushed you inside. 

"I just hope for the sake of the other guests that they stay down here for at least another hour..."

"You can only last an hour?"

"Not me baby...You...I can be quiet. We both know you can't." He reminded you from earlier in the car as he pushed you up against the door of the elevator. Your fingers wrapped around the railing set at each wall as his touch rode up that slit once again. 

"You know I could make you come before we even reached the top floor..." You bit your bottom lip at the thought. Heaving chest. Screwed eyes. Belting his name in that final moment.

"But we both know I deserve better than that after how you left me before the party."

"You could have had me earlier, Top…you decided not to..." 

"And I'll make up for it tonight..." The elevator doors came open as you followed him to the suite. Any decoration lining the corridor became a blur as you were set in front of him. But before the door came open, his hand was at your sex and a gasp left your lips. 

"Still so wet?"

"Always."

"For me?" He smirked at your ear. 

"Only." He turned you to face him, an awkward crane of your neck ignored by the passion of his kiss. The distraction bringing you into the room and up against the pillar set to the dividend of the living area and the bedroom before the door even closed. 

"As promised..." He tore your dress off of your arms, the off the shoulder design making this easy, as it ripped at the seam from his intention to do so. But as you believed he'd finished there, he lowered to his knees. 

"Take them off." You disposed of your panties as he asked while he placed soft kisses at your ass. 

"Spread..." He instructed softly as you parted your feet just enough for him to stroke your clit. Your fingers wrapped around the column before you as he angled your back lower. 

"The bed...please...do this on the bed..."

"Mmmhmm...You teased me all night. So you're gonna stand and take it." He withdrew for only a second before returning once more. Only now, with his tongue. 

The ridges within the design of the column allowed you to gain some sense of stability as he savored your reaction to him. With every curve of your hips he would accelerate his tongue until you completely riding into it. His fingers at your waist, feeding you to him as you called to him through desperate breaths. 

"Topper! Oh Top!"

"Mmm..." He withdrew once he'd been satisfied by taunting you. But he kept you pinned to the post. An effortless unclasping with one hand of your bra and he rose behind you, both palms taking possession of either nipples. 

"The first time I made you come was by just doing this...do you remember?" You clenched as he scoffed. 

"Oh you do, don't you? You wanna come like that again?" You nodded. 

"You were so desperate squealing and..."

"Top! I'm gonna come...I'm..." 

"Ooh baby...no you're not. Because you came that way only because I didn't know how it felt on me. But you know the deal. My-"

"Cock or face...Then get back down-"

"Sorry sweetheart...You've already made me hard all day...three times so far...I think I deserve some attention."

"Just a bit more...please...I won't come...oh God..."

"Just a bit...only because I love that little whimper and how you roll back in to me..."

"Fuck..." You were suddenly turned to face him. His mouth taking possession of your breast as he lifted your leg to his hip. You rode into him. 

"Oh you could come...couldnt you?"

"I'm close...how the fuck am I already so close?!" 

"One thrust of my finger-"

"Please!" You whined, dripping and needy. 

"Oh baby...you're so close...oh you need it..."

"I'll do anything. Please Topper..." You trembled. 

"That's what I've been waiting to hear...You won't tease me anymore?"

"NO!" He slowly nodded before pausing, nibbling on your nipple as he took your other hand to his cock. 

"Top! You need-"

"Oh I know...it's so fucking hard because all that maoning."

"Please...I want it…I want it so badly-"

"Not yet..."

"Please, I'm sorry-"

"Ride my hand. Don't come. I wanna watch." He set his fingers between your legs as you thrust immediately against him. 

"Don't come."

"I can't. It's so good...I need to come...I need it I need it I need it...oh...Oh!" He withdrew, tossing you to the end of the bed. The sound of his clothes hurriedly disposed of had left you in an impairment wait as you turned back to face him. 

"You wanna watch?" You nodded as he took you into a vicious thrust into his hips, his cock sliding in effortlessly. 

"Then watch."

"Fuuuuck..." He breathed. "You've never been this wet..."

"Oh my God! TOP! I'M NOT GONNA LAST!"

"Good." He pulled your right leg over his shoulder as he bent forward, your back raised just enough. 

"Look at us! Oh Fuck! Look what all that teasing does for me...listen to how it sounds!" The echo of skin to skin made your eyes roll. 

"Oh you're gonna come so hard for me baby...you might even squirt..."

"I'm gonna! It's too much! TOP!"

"UH!" He grunted, his fingers over your clit quickening as you came. And came. And came. Spurt after spurt as he groaned. 

"Oh shit! Keep doing that!"

"Harder! You're so deep, Top! I wanna come again!"

"You're so fucking hot!"

"Oh! Toooooop!"

"Play with 'em...I wanna watch...' You were vigorous to your breasts as he moaned to the sight. But he only allowed it for a moment before they were between his teeth. Sucking as if he gained life in doing so. All while thrusting in continuous batterings. 

"That feels so good, baby..."

"Yeah? Then come again...I can tell you want it..."

"I could...oh God!"

"Then do it. I'm close...I'm close baby...mmm...You're too fucking good...ahh..uhh..."

"Give it to me!" He bent both of your legs to your chest. 

"Yes! YES!" You felt that second orgasm expel as you tremors as he savored both his high as he consumed your own. 

"Fuck-" he grunted as you kept him inside of you. 

"How was that for a coming out as a couple?" 

"More like coming in?" You rose and withdrew, continuing to slowly stories him. 

"Baby-" He warned against the overstimulation.

"How about coming on?" You bit your bottom lip as you rubbed him over your nipple. 

"Oh fuck...oh make me...make it happen baby...I need it.." 

"Don't I always?"

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[pankowperfection]

First off congrats on 1k!! Secondly I am respectfully begging for Overstimulation with Austin teehee

Warnings: 18+, overstimulation, mentions of oral, sex toy use

You should've known you were in for a long night when Austin had pulled off his tie, wrapping it around your wrists and securing you to the headboard.

After all you had teased him all night at dinner; running your hand up and down his thigh, ghosting over the crotch of his dress pants, slipping his hand under your dress so he could feel that you hadn't worn any panties.

First he had made you cum with his fingers alone, his skilled touches making your back arch off the bed in record time. Then he had spent countless minutes worshiping your pussy with his tongue, fucking you with its length and flicking your clit until you had fallen apart again in his mouth. "Austin please - you're killing me."

He continued to lap at your sensitive nub, the action almost painful after your previous two releases. "Shh, you can take it baby. After all you wanted me to make you cum at dinner, didn't you?"

He rises to kneel between your legs, stroking his cock through your folds to collect the abundance of wetness. Each nudge of his head against your clit makes your hips jerk, tears threatening to spill at the over stimulation.

With no warning he slams inside, his thick length stretching you out just like the first time. "Fuck," you cry out, trying to shut your legs to prevent him from continuing his assault.

"Don't make me tie your legs open too," he threatens, teeth biting down harshly into the skin of your neck. His pace is brutal, each push and pull of his body bringing you closer to another release. Just when you think he's getting close, sweat dripping from his brow as he traps his bottom lip between his teeth, he pulls out.

You're quickly flipped onto your stomach, ass pulled into the air before he rams inside again. He reaches over to the nightstand, grabbing your small bullet vibrator as the familiar buzz fills the air. "Aussie no, I can't."

"You can and you will. Give me one more baby." He presses the toy to your clit and you instantly see stars, back arching further as you start to throw your hips back to meet his thrusts. "Fucking hell y/n, squeezing me so tight." He groans into your ear, hot breath making goosebumps spread over your skin.

You cum with a scream, warm liquid spraying down your thighs as you break down into sobs. He removes the toy, giving you a few final thrusts before filling you up with his cum. "Holy shit, you squirted. That's the hottest thing I've ever seen."

He quickly unties you, turning you onto your back and wiping the tears from your cheeks before giving you a sweet kiss. "Such a good girl f' me. Now get some rest, I wanna make you do that again and again."

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[poge-life]

Soo who would be down with a foursome fic with Austin, Drew, and JD 👀

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