#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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[pankowperfection]

Initiation

Summary: You audition to join the band Paradise, but first you must pass Guitarist!Rudy and Drummer!Austin's initiation

Warnings: smut, slight degradation, oral (male & fem receiving), double penetration, threesome, spanking, rough sex, hair pulling, slight punishment, anal sex, 18+

A/N: Inspired by @pankhoeforlife and that ridiculously hot clip of Austin drumming

Your palms are so sweaty, butterflies swirling through your stomach as you wait in a separate room, band mates discussing how your audition went. You hoped you had chosen the right look; short leather skirt with ripped fishnet tights underneath, crop top covered by a leather jacket, combat boots on your feet. With Austin on drums, Rudy on guitar, and your vocals no other local band could compare. Visions of future concerts, adoring fans, fame and fortune flashed through your mind.

While scrolling through your phone the door opens, Austin and Rudy emerging with wide smirks on their faces. “Alright y/n, we’ve decided we want you in the band.” Rudy’s smirk grows wider, eyes darkening as they dance up your long legs. “But first, you have to complete initiation.” You push up from the couch, walking closer to face them. “Okay. What do I need to do?” Austin reaches up, tucking some hair behind your ear and you have to suppress a shudder. “Follow me,” he turns with a wink, leading you deeper into their studio.

When he opens the door to a bedroom you suck in a shaky breath, realizing quickly where this is going to go. They follow you to the middle of the room, stalking around you in circles like prey. “Want to show us what’s underneath all those clothes?” Rudy’s fingers trail up the back of your thigh to the edge of your skirt, moan threatening to spill out at the simple touch. Settling into chairs in front of you, two pairs of lust filled eyes following your every move as you start to undress. “Leave the panties,” Rudy commands, hand under his chin as he appraises your body. By now the tents in their pants are obvious, each man silently adjusting themselves beneath the denim. 

“Come here,” Austin orders. You go to take a step forward and immediately get reprimanded. “No baby. Crawl.” Swallowing your pride you drop to your knees, arching your back and slowly making your way over to rest between them. Austin traces the outline of your lips with one of his drum sticks, your tongue eagerly darting out to taste the cool wood. “Suck baby, get it nice and wet.” You eagerly oblige, wrapping your lips around the length and imitating your best fellatio. Your eyes fall shut, moan vibrating through your chest as Rudy watches from the chair in the corner. You force your eyes open, meeting the men’s gazes one at a time as you hollow your cheeks, swirling your tongue around the shaft. Drool drips down your chin onto your bare breasts, nipples hardening and begging for attention.

“Now take out our cocks.” With shaky hands you undo each button, pulling the zippers down and reaching inside. You gasp at how large they are, stroking each man over his boxers before finally pulling them free. Never having done this before you drool at the thought of having them both at the same time. “Now let us see what else that mouth can do besides sing.” Austin’s hands tangle into your hair, pulling you over towards his lap. His free hand wraps around his length, forcing it between your lips. His motions are brutal, repeatedly ramming into the back of your throat and moaning loudly every time you gag.

You try to keep your rhythm as your hand pleasures Rudy, his deep blue eyes unwavering while you choke on his friend. “Shit, you’re a pro baby. Made to swallow our cocks.” Suddenly he pulls you all the way down, thighs flexing as he releases deep into your throat. He lets you go and you sputter while gasping for breath, mascara ruined by your tears.

“That’s enough,” Rudy commands, standing and walking over to the bed. He instructs you to lie on your back, head dangling off the edge of the mattress. Austin drags the drum stick down the exposed skin of your neck, goosebumps spreading over your skin as he continues south, teasing around the edges of your breasts before tracing your nipples. As the stick goes lower you can’t help but moan, shuddering when the smooth surface is dragged through your soaked folds.

“Fuck,” you cry out, Rudy taking the chance to shove his massive length into your mouth. With each thrust against your tongue, Austin continues his teasing, nudging your clit but never providing enough contact to make you cum. Just when you think you can’t take anymore, back of your throat raw and struggling to breathe, Rudy withdraws. “I wanna cum in that sweet pussy. But first, I need to taste it.”

They switch positions, Austin coming to steal your breath away with a passionate kiss while Rudy settles between your legs. The cool metal of his rings adds to the sensations of his calloused fingertips ghosting over your thighs. “Shit sweetheart, you’re soaked.” His fingers brush over your folds and you arch into his touch, earning you a smack to your breast by Austin, welt already forming. “Be a good girl and keep still, or you won’t get to cum.”

Rudy’s fingers find your clit, rubbing slow circles that have you struggling to control your movements. “Rudy please,” you beg, chest heaving as Austin’s mouth wraps around your left nipple. He looks up from between your thighs and you could almost cum from the sight alone. “Tell me what you want cupcake.” The nickname makes your walls clench around nothing, desperate for relief. “I want your tongue and those talented fingers. Make me feel good, please.”

No sooner are the words out of your mouth before his tongue is buried deep inside of you. “Oh my fucking god,” you belt, unable to control the strings of curses and moans falling from your lips. “Does she taste as sweet as she looks?” Austin asks, rolling your nipples between his fingers and nibbling his way up your neck. “Even better,” Rudy murmurs against your pussy, pulling you closer by the backs of your thighs and focusing his tongue on your clit. His ringed fingers easily slide inside, two quickly turning to three as he curls them expertly. Your whole body feels like it's on fire, nerve endings overloaded as you feel your orgasm building.

Austin’s lips urgently meet yours, swirling against your own in a similar motion to Rudy’s tongue on your bundle of nerves. You cum hard, body trembling as they both work you through it. Rudy crawls up the bed to Austin, resting on their knees on either side of your face. “You want a taste Aus?” He nods eagerly, pulling Rudy in for a passionate kiss that only makes you wetter. They break apart breathless, cock’s at full attention once again. “Shit, she does taste good.”

You take advantage of their distraction, kissing your way up Rudy’s abs before repeating on Austin. Now they are fully focused on you, Rudy pressing into your front and Austin into your back. “Boys, I need you to fuck me.” Austin places open mouthed kisses down your neck to your shoulder while Rudy grasps your chin, crashing his lips to yours. Their hands roam over your curves, caressing your breasts and your ass. The contrast between Rudy’s rough fingers and Austin’s smooth skin makes you shiver, your nails leaving indents in their skin as you try to pull them closer.

“Since you got to taste her first, I get to fuck her,” Austin suggests as he lays down on the bed, urging you to hover over him. You straddle his waist, lining up his thick erection before slowly sinking down. “God you’re so big,” you groan, pausing when he’s fully inside of you to adjust. “That’s it sweetheart. Ride me, make yourself feel good.”

You feel Rudy at your back, hands on your hips and helping you bounce over Austin. His length settles between your cheeks, teasing what is to come as his fingers find your clit once again. Austin’s moans and curses fill the room, his abs flexing as he starts to meet your thrusts. Rudy forces you to slow down, bending you over Austin to expose your ass to him. You hear him spit then feel it drop down between your cheeks, bracing yourself for what is to come. “Relax cupcake, focus on Austin.”

Rudy’s cock nudges your other entrance and Austin starts to kiss you, sweeping his tongue into your mouth to distract you as Rudy pushes inside. You can’t help the gasp that escapes at the fullness of two cocks inside you, fighting to stay relaxed as Rudy buries himself all the way inside. His hands roughly grip your hips, steadying himself so he doesn’t hurt you. “Ready baby?” Austin asks, hands stroking softly down your back. “Yes, please move.”

Rudy withdraws first, moving slowly and groaning at how tightly you are wrapped around him. “Shit, you’re gonna ruin my reputation squeezing me like that,” he says through gritted teeth. As he pushes back in Austin pulls out, setting a rhythm between them so that you are always full. They build up to a fast tempo, your body helplessly trapped between them as they fuck you sensless. Rudy wraps a hand into your hair, pulling your back into an arch and making your scalp burn as you cry out.

Austin’s hands find your nipples, twisting them in a way that hurts but also makes your clit pulse with need. “Oh god, you both feel so good.” Austin smirks, twisting harder and moaning loudly when you clench around him. “Fuck sweetheart, taking us so well.” Rudy lands a hard spank to your ass and your orgasm washes over with no warning, vision going black as you scream for them. You cause a chain reaction, Ausin cursing before filling you with his cum. Rudy gives a few final thrusts, hips stilling as he fills your ass. Your sweat and other body fluids mingle together, chests heaving as you all recover. “Well, guess you’re in the band now,” Austin smiles, both of them leading you to the bathroom to get cleaned up.

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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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Day 1- Austin North

“You’ve never.. Wait, what?!” The girls all seemed shocked as I sat around the circle with them, confessing what I swore I’d never tell anyone. “Yeah.. I was just always scared I’d be bad so I never did it.” I shrugged. “Nobody’s ever taught you? Not even Austin?” I shook my head. “Shhh! No, Aus cannot know! I don’t want to embarrass him!” The girls all giggled as they saw Austin walk in behind me. “Austin can’t know what?” he asked, cocking his head to the side and staring me down. “Welp, that’s our queue to leave..” one of the girls popped up as they shuffled their way out of the house. I just looked at the floor and shook my head. “Nothing baby. It’s okay.” Austin grabbed the bottom of my chin and moved so I was looking at him. “Baby, you would never embarrass me. What is going on? You know you can tell me anything.” I just shook my head and walked toward the bedroom. He followed me, sitting down beside me on the bed and gently rubbing my back. “Please baby, you can tell me.” I played with the rings on my fingers out of nervousness before clearing my throat.

“I’ve never given head.” I croaked out. I glanced up at him when I felt his hand stop moving on my back. “You haven’t? Why? I mean I knew you weren't with me but I figured it was just because I got impatient.” He laughed. I giggle as I glance up at him. “No, I’m just so scared to be bad at it and embarrass you. You’re the only guy I’ve ever wanted to do it for anyway.” I shrug. Austin shifts on the bed to face me, grabbing both of my hands in his. “What if I teach you? I promise, there is no such thing as being bad, but maybe I can just guide you so you know how I like it?” I just nod, leaning in to kiss him as he kisses me back gently. As the kiss intensified, I let myself rub my hand over the growing bulge in his jeans. He moaned into my mouth as I increased the friction. Austin pulled away and stood in front of me, letting me stay sitting on the bed as he was directly in front of me. I reached up, hesitantly gripping the button of his jeans, and unzipping his jeans. I looked up at him to see him looking down at me intently. When he saw me looking up at him, he groaned. “My god, you look so fucking good down there.” I smiled at that, pulling his jeans down his muscular legs. I looked at his cock as it bobbed in front of my face. Hard, red, throbbing, and beginning to leak with precum. “Okay, baby, so spit on your hand and just start with a simple handjob like you’ve done before.” I did as he said, starting at the tip, combining my saliva and his precum to make some lubrication for my actions. “Ok, now when you’re ready, go ahead and do whatever feels right. Lick it, take it all in, whatever you want. Then I’ll try to help direct you.” I nodded as I pumped his cock a few more times before licking the tip hesitantly. He hissed and let his head fall back slightly. I did it again before starting lower on his shaft and licking my way up. “That’s it baby. Good girl.” I felt myself relax a little bit at that, taking the tip of his cock into my mouth, feeling the weight of it as I suckled on it lightly, before opening up wider and taking more in. What I couldn’t fit, I continued to pump with my hand. “Fuck.. babe, you’re a natural. He wrapped his hand in my hair and began to help guide my head up and down his shaft faster. I began to choke and pull away when I felt him moan out, “breathe through your nose, baby.” I took a shaky, shallow breath in through my nose, then a more confident one, and was able to continue. I felt Austin’s cock begin to get heavier in my mouth and swell against my hand. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum baby.. Go ahead and pull away.” I decided that if I was going to do it, I was going to do it “right”, or at the least the way my friends say is right, and swallow. I didn’t pull away and I felt hot, salty ropes of cum hit my tongue and the back of my mouth until he was finished. I slowly pulled away when he was finished and he sat down next to me on the bed again, letting out a heavy breath. “Holy shit. For that being your first time, you’re a pro.” I smiled up at him and leaned up to kiss him on the cheek, him turning his head just in time to meet my lips in a sweet kiss.

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i have three holes for a reason

[drewsephrry]

Drew Starkey and Austin North in OBX 4

[cerismo]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

P1. P2. P3. P4.

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?”

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Home for Christmas

Austin North x fem!reader

Summary: Austin’s finally home for Christmas after three months away filming and you just can’t wait to be back in his arms... and his bed.

A/N: It’s been forever I know but I hope I haven’t lost my writing touch lol. Either way I hope you like this one! It was actually meant to be cute and fluffy but it’s Austin, so y’know 😂😂

Warnings: Smut, dom! Austin, daddy kink, oral (both receiving), dirty talk

It had been three lonely months without Austin. Sure you had FaceTimed and called but it had been impossible for you to get out to where he was filming. You hadn’t held him, got to touch his stubbly face and kiss him in the morning like you’d been used to doing.

His family had been great. Inviting you over for meals, offering you to stay, even his sister took you out a few times to make sure you were doing ok. They were like a second family for you - and your bond with them only assured Austin that he had made the right decision to be with you and eventually marry you too.

“Honey don’t worry, he’ll be back soon,” his mom reassured you as you sat on the chair near the door at his house. He was due back today, FINALLY. You had waited three months too long for this. You couldn’t wait to hold him again. Sure the phone calls and FaceTimes had been wonderful as always but they weren’t the same as being able to kiss him and touch him.

“I’m so nervous, I don’t know why,” you mused. Your eyes laser focused on the door, you listening out for the sound of the keys in the lock. Anything. You needed him back now and knowing he was due back any minute had you on complete edge. You curled into the chair, wearing another of his old hoodies you had stolen from his wardrobe. Every call whilst he was away had started ‘babe is that my hoodie?’. You’d always nod gleefully and he would smile back, looking at you through the screen with so much love you thought you’d burst.

Your heart leaped into your mouth when you finally heard the jangle of the keys in the lock. After so long he was home. You fought back the urge to burst out into tears as you waited for the moment that door flung open. Anticipation built in your chest, you felt sick, excited and everything in between. As the door opened, you leapt to your feet, running up to him and wrapping yourself around him tightly, happy tears freely flowing now.

He was smiling, chuckling as he held onto you, dropping his duffel bag on the floor in the hall and embracing you tightly with both arms. You wouldn’t let go and neither would he, your arms locked around each other as you buried your head into his neck and snuggled up to him. He held you close too, never letting go as he embraced you tightly. The whole thing had been caught on video by his mom. No doubt something for social media later.

“Baby I missed you,” you choked out, finally pulling away a little so you could see his face. You noticed a little tear falling from his eye too and you moved your hand to wipe it away. He tried to do the same with you but you batted him away with a giggle. “Unless you have a towel, I wouldn’t bother,” you said, laughing. You leant in again, finally pressing your lips against his and remembering every sensation you’d missed so much.

The way his stubble rubbed against your smoother skin, the way he smelt of the perfect mix of cologne and him, and the way his body was pressed so tightly against yours. You made out for what felt like an eternity, but was probably only 15 seconds, as his hand moved to the back of your neck. His cold fingers made your whole body shiver and you giggled as he tapped his fingers against your neck like he always did.

“Sorry I’m hogging him,” you laughed, stepping back so everyone else - his mum, dad and sister - could greet him too. Having heard the commotion, the two family dogs also came into the room and immediately ran up to him. He dropped to the floor, sitting down there as they fussed around him in excitement whilst he was equally happy to be back too.

Their big brother was home.

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After he had spent a little time with his family and you, he mooted the idea of a shower before dinner.

“Coming up with me?” he asked you from your position cuddling him on the couch. Your knees were up to your chest, your head resting on him with his arm wrapped around you tightly and lovingly rubbing your side. He was snuggled into you, the scent of him, the way he held onto you and the way he kissed your shoulder and cheek made you melt into him even more.

“Can’t we just stay like this?” you whined, burying your face into his neck and placing a quick kiss there. You smiled into the kiss, making him smile too.

“We can get straight back to it after. Promise.” You agreed. I mean, did you ever disagree with him? He would always have ways to convince you and so he made both of your excuses and you trudged up the stairs behind him, sneaking a look at his bum as you did.

Now alone completely, you shut the door behind you and turned to him, wrapping your arms around him and embracing him so tightly. “I missed you so much,” he mumbled before leaning in for a passionate kiss. He was so gentle with his lips against yours, but you could feel that fiery passion bubbling up behind them.

“I missed you too,” you replied, “Next time I’m quitting my job and flying out with you.” He laughed sweetly as he tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear.

“Yes you are,” he remarked, “I missed you so much.” You smiled at his words, your hands on his sides and his wrapped around your waist. “So fucking much.” His lips made their way to yours again before he was kissing down your jaw and to your neck. There was a weak spot behind your ear he’d discovered and since he had, he’d always make sure to send you crazy with a kiss there.

The feeling made you push into him a little, your hips having a mind of their own as he focused on kissing and nipping at that weak spot. He had come to love your reaction to that, a giggle when he first found it but now it always left you eliciting a loud moan. Hearing that sound from you was enough to make an ache form in his pants and as he continued to kiss there, the moans and the whimpers of his name only got louder and more frequent.

He moaned loudly as you wiggled your hips against him before pulling away for a moment, looking for the remote to the speaker before he quickly switched some music on to muffle the sounds he was now sure you’d both be making. The sound of him moaning only made you moan more and you couldn’t believe one man could make you feel that good just from kissing your neck.

“Missed you so much,” he mumbled as he pulled away, kissing down your neck to your collarbone before the hoodie got in the way. He stepped back, lifting the material over your head, a strappy top underneath not leaving much to the imagination at all. He kissed down your body, tugging the material lower so he could get access to your collarbone more and then your breasts. “Missed this,” he said between kisses, lips trailing all over your body as he discarded the material to around your waist once more. His focus was solely on you.

“You have too many clothes on,” you told him, tugging his over shirt off him first, followed by his t-shirt and then his sweatpants. He was now just in his boxers.

“How come I’m nearly naked and you’re still more or less fully clothed?” he said, raising his eyebrows.

“I’m more convincing,” you teased, before lifting your own top over your head and chucking it somewhere around the room. You took his hands in yours and placed them on the waistband of your leggings. He didn’t need to be asked twice and tugged them down your legs for you, you stepping out of them and leaving you in just a pair of panties. He licked his lips, finally getting to see your body in all its glory for the first time not through a screen in three long months.

“Let me show you how much I missed you Austi,” you said, your hands running down his sides to the waistband of his boxers. He stopped your hands before they were able to pull them off.

“No let me show you first,” he said with a playful sense of dominance which only had you growing wetter by the second. He pushed your panties down, his eyes focused on you as he took in the view in front of him. That alone made him swell in his boxers but he shook it off to make sure his focus was on making you feel good.

“Lie down,” he gently ordered you, you nodding as you shuffled back onto the bed. You spread your legs so he could nestle himself between them, propping yourself up on your elbows so you could watch him. He settled himself between your legs and looked at you in anticipation before he finally connected his lips with your soaking wet core. He licked a strip up and down your core a few times, spreading the wetness that was slowly seeping out of you. Your hands flew down to his hair, tugging on it as he used his tongue to run a long strip up and down your folds, focusing for a moment on your clit with little swirls of his tongue. You held his hair, eyes watching him intently as he flicked his tongue over your clit a few times before pulling away. A trail of your juices connected him to your lips as he pulled away for a brief moment. Your hips bucking due to the loss of contact.

He licked in a downward motion again before moving up to your clit, his focus solely on you. His tongue circled around that sensitive nub as your hands tugged his hair in pure pleasure. He took the nub between your lips, sucking a little before swirling his tongue around you again and again and leaving you completely at his mercy. You were hooked, addicted.

Moans fell from your lips, expletives and his name also followed multiple times as he let his tongue dance across where you needed him most. Your heart was in your mouth as he sucked on your clit, bringing the bud between his lips for a moment and sending your body convulsing in fits of pleasure. You bit your lip so hard trying to hold in a moan that you were sure you were drawing blood. “Tastes so fucking good,” he growled before diving back in again with short flicks of his tongue against your hot and soaking wet core.

“Austi please,” you begged, legs shaking in anticipation at what he might do next. He was the king of the best angles, the best movements. No man had ever given you this much pleasure, you thought, as his stubble brushed over your over sensitive thighs.

“Please what?” he said, eyebrows raising as he looked up at you briefly. Your closed eyes opened to see him smiling wickedly, his face between your legs.

“Please daddy. Please use your fingers.” He grunted at the nickname, bucking himself into his own hand for a moment of friction. “Daddy please,” you repeated, watching him as his fingers slipped inside you. How could he refuse when you called him that. He started with one first, his middle finger, as he twisted his hand and his other fingers pressed up against your soaking wet pussy. He pushed his finger inside you, your juices sticking to his other fingers. You cried out when you felt his finger curl up and brush your g-spot.

It was then a second finger followed, him moving them in a scissoring type motion to stretch you out. Your fingers or toys never quite gave you this delicious burn he did. His hand then twisted to allow him to use both side by side and open you up even more. He twisted his hand so he was making a cupping motion and starting thrusting his fingers in and out, moving his head closer to start licking your clit again and sending your body into complete overdrive as you squirmed underneath him.

“Spread yourself for me baby,” he murmured, you moving your hand down your body and holding your folds open so he could dive his tongue even deeper. You distracted, he added a third finger a few moments after that. You suddenly felt so full, the most you had in months. Your fingers and toys just couldn’t do what his could. He just knew your body so perfectly.

“So wet for me baby, do you like when daddy does this?” You nodded, eyes screwing shut as he maintained a steady pace in and out of you. You were soaking, dripping for him already and the angle only he could provide was so deliciously good for you.

“Daddy,” you screamed, grabbing at his thick wrists and forearms, holding on and squeezing tight as you felt your high fast approaching. He grunted at the nickname.

“Good girl. Tell daddy who made you this wet. Who made you soak these sheets. That’s what you’re going to do aren’t you baby? Soak my sheets.” The last sentence came out as a command rather than a question.

You came, screaming and silently praying that the music was loud enough to hide your moans from his family downstairs. Of course they knew you two were intimate - but they didn’t need to know the details.

“What a good girl, come on, let it go,” he told you, your hips convulsing as you rode out your high. He immediately dipped his tongue back down and flicked his tongue over your sensitive nub as you rode out your high. Your legs were still shaking when you saw him kiss your thighs a couple of times and grab a nearby towel to clean you up. “Fuck that’s been too long since we did that,” he remarked quietly, biting his lip as he looked at you, laid on his bed and completely fucked out. He hadn’t even fucked you yet and you were a mess.

“Baby come here,” you groaned, eyes closed and reaching out for him. “Wanna make you feel good, wanna make you cum for me,” you said quietly, pulling his body closer to yours. He was much stronger than you so you weren’t able to move him but he helped by edging himself closer and closer to you. You palmed him through  his boxers, fingers ghosting over his length like he loved.

His favourite thing was when you ran your nails over his thigh and up to his cock so that’s exactly what you did. You tugged his boxers off, nails tracing down his tummy. He was so broad and sexy and you loved his belly. You leant down and pressed a soft kiss on his tummy before your nails continued down his body to his hard cock. You took a moment to admire it, it was angry and red and needed some attention for sure.

You ran your fingers over the head before grazing your nails up and down his length as he rutted his hips up at the feeling. “Fuck Y/N missed this,” he groaned out, almost losing it when you wrapped your hand around him. He got himself off a lot when he was away - the pictures you sent were very helpful - but there was nothing better for him than the feeling of your much smaller hand and nails grazing over his cock.

“Fuck,” he moaned out again as you brushed your finger over the sensitive tip that was already leaking pre-cum. You swiped it up and brought your finger to your mouth, tasting him and refusing to waste a drop. You pushed him onto his back, scooting lower down his body as you admired how hard he was. You’d seen plenty of pictures and that one particular video that sent you spiralling of him in the last few months but seeing his aching cock in person had you squeezing your thighs together.

“Guide me daddy,” you moaned out, his hand moving to your hair and tugging on your locks as he helped you onto his length. You took a deep breath before his cock filled your mouth, so thick and full.

“Good girl, take daddy’s cock,” he moaned out, loving the feeling of your warm mouth around him for the first time in three months. He was never leaving you for that long again; he knew it wouldn’t be long until he was coming. He helped you onto his entire length, the sounds he made obscene as he finally felt your nose hit the base of his cock. You had such a gag reflex when he met you but he had trained you to take all of him - and there was a lot to take. Not necessarily length wise but he was thick in every single aspect of the word. It was perfect.

“Look so good like that Y/N. Now let me feel your tongue.” You did as he asked, running your tongue on the underside of his shaft as he tried to hold himself from bucking too much. He focused on the pleasure, electricity sparks coursing through his veins as you alternated the direction of your tongue for him. “Feels so good, fuck you’re gonna make daddy cum so soon.”

You pulled yourself off him, his eyes meeting yours as you shifted off the bed and knelt at the the edge of the bed. You gestured him over to the edge of the bed, eyes laser focused on him and his body and he moved and propped himself up so he could watch you. He moved one hand down to your throat and wrapped his hand around your neck, squeezing lightly as he pulled you back onto his length. You lapped away at the head before you took him all back in your mouth.

He squeezed your throat, feeling himself twitch in your mouth. He knew he wouldn’t last long but this was a record. He hadn’t cum in a few days, wanted to save it all for you so he could go again and again when he got back and in your arms where he was supposed to be.

“Not gonna last Y/N,” he growled, his hand keeping a firm grip before he emptied down your throat. It came in hot spurts, you swallowing all he gave you. You had missed this as much as he did and you held yourself there willing for him to cum as much as he could.

He pulled you off him, moving his hand off your neck so he could stroke himself and shoot the last ropes of thick white liquid into your open mouth. You waited, hands on your thighs, before moving closer to run your tongue over him and lick up the last drops of what he had to offer.

He was coming down from his high, breathing heavy as you smiled up to him, suddenly shy. “That was perfect baby,” he moaned out, “Missed you so much.” He laid onto his back and tapped the bed next to him.

“I thought you wanted a shower,” you said, getting up from the floor and crawling up next to him on the bed. You laid your head on his chest and his arm immediately wrapped around you like it was made to be there.

“A few more minutes won’t hurt,” he said quietly, turning to kiss your head. “But you’re not showering with me or we’ll never get out,” he chuckled.

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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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[thecameronchronicles]

Gym Crush

TW: degrading kink. Spit kink. Smut. Semi public sex. Smut. Dom!Austin. Language. Oral sex. 

SUMMARY: Your gym crush brings your fantasies to life. 

WORD COUNT: 2400

REQUESTED

@sweetestdesire asked 

Gym sex with Austin North? 😉 bonus points if you add some choking kink. I know you’ll kill it as usual! 

Gym Crush

Your eyes couldn't help but fixate on the way his hands wrapped around the metal pole of his current lift. But more than this, you couldn't tear them away as his chest rose and fell in that strained exhale of another count of exercised focus. Almost systematically, he lifted yet another example of his brawn in the same way your teeth held your lip as a captive to such a scene. 

His physique was carved by self-discipline that you'd relinquished as you'd used the gym as an excuse to see him. But rearranging a lackluster schedule was well worth any inconvenience to watch him now. Fueling every  dirty dream that sent your fingers between your thighs once you'd return home. 

Only today, you wouldn't have to find that release on your own...

The second his clear blue gaze found you already observing him, it had initiated some silent game between the two of you. Only the rules were opaque as neither dared to make a move aside from these curious inspections. And it had remained this way until he disappeared from view. 

"I'll spot you." A voice sent your skin to chill. You'd only heard him in passing. A phone call or curse beneath his breath in a muscle strained by surprise. But never directed to you. For the surprise, you were only able to nod, as you took the lead in your set. But for what wasn't essential to have a 'spotter', he studied you through scrutiny. Every bend made of your knees and rise of your curves as you counted another full motion sent him to have an excuse to observe you. All the while, you had lost count in the close proximity he made as he began to move along with your squats. 

Upon one of the rises where you broke for breath, his lips were at your ear. 

"You make it hard for a guy to focus, you know..." He brushed your ear with his lips, a tease to the soft skin offered by this simple trace. Your eyes came closed for only a moment as you couldn't help but wonder how he felt in depth. A wait you seemingly wouldn't need to endure as he seemed to invite you to the locker room set just out of view of the fellow patrons. A silent gaze of this invitation made hollow as you remained still, you swallowed hard in consideration to the stranger's request. 

But after weeks of watching him from afar, rearranging your schedule just to see him, you were a bit overeager to follow him into this monetary seclusion. 

"You've been watching me..." He explained as you'd curved around the corner of the nearby showers, his chest now bare as he caught your arrival in the mirror set along a string of sinks at his side. 

"I only know because I've noticed you too...so either you happen to have the same exact schedule as me..." He now leaned over you, the faintest scent of sweat having been canceled out by that of the mint behind his breath and chosen yet unnamed hair product.

"Or you liked what you saw..." You licked your lips as his eyes fell to the part made from your tongue. Tempted to act, he compromised with himself before tracing the lip left damp. 

"Are both sets of lips this wet for me?" Your breath hitched. 

"Because I can take care of it...but you have to tell me. Because once you admit you want this..." He moved closer, enough to feel his breath almost intertwined on your own. 

"I'll be VERY thorough..." He spoke each word slower than its predecessor as you only focused on the distance between you. Although only a mere hair, it was still to lengthy. Enough to make you break the parting as your fingers wrapped in the back of his wet hair. If any disgust or discomfort came from perspiration prior to him, it was easily ignored joe, if not a bit celebrated. 

The second he reciprocated the kiss, you were pulled to meet his lips. Turned towards the wall near the shower, you were left exposed as he retreated as your back tested on the cold tile making up the south wall. 

"Eager?" Before you could answer, his hand was set in a slow motion to your sex. 

"Oh, you are...but how willing are you? I already know how wet..." One finger made its way into you as he smirked to your gasp. 

"And tight...shit! You're gonna feel so good wrapped around me..." The sound of distant steps would prompt him to walk you into the direction of the shower itself. The rings caught on the rod left the cubicle exposed just enough to spot you if noticed. Yet all you could focus on, yet again, had been him. 

"Austin..." He explained against your lips, "You should probably know my name because I intend to make you scream it..." 

Your lips parted to moan as a second finger made its way into you. 

"Go ahead, baby...you can ride it. But you don't get to come yet.." He looked down to the grip you made around his wrist. Both hands tugging in desperation, but s lack of force to how you truly wanted him. Needed him. 

"Austin..."

"I've never loved how my name sounded until you moaned it..." He saw the evidence setting into your completion. That drove him away from compassion and into the need to control. That second hand that had been kind in brushing your hair from your face or tracing down your skin had filtered into dominance as it came to a slow wrap around your throat. 

"Just when I thought you wanted to be a good girl for me..."

"I do..." You moaned, your voice pathetic with need as he commented to this. 

"You were patient enough to go weeks without talking to me...just watching me while you got this wet but you can't listen to me when I tell you to wait?" He tightened the fingers around your throat, applying just enough pressure to allow you to breathe. Just enough. 

"Yeah, I noticed. The first time you walked in I noticed...just like I'm going to notice how you struggle to walk out now...After I’m done with you. But if it's because I let you come with me, you better start listening."

"I will-" he swept your lips into silence, a tongue keeping you in quietude as he withdrew his fingers. A moment of stillness brought you to observe the way he lifted those exercised digits to his lips, sucking your excess from his fingers. 

"How are you THAT fucking sweet?" He scoffed. "I'll share..." Hollowing your cheeks with a grip to your face, he forced your lips apart. A single projectile of saliva landed on your tongue as his eyes darkened. 

"Swallow. Good girls’ swallow..." He explained as you took him into a single gulp. 

"Maybe you did learn your lesson. Maybe you do want to be good for me and not just a desperate little slut, huh?" You nodded, the word sour in any other context, but making you clench your thighs together when coming from him. The word almost sacred, if not existing as some sort of a reward. 

"Good girls should get to come...don't you think?" His hand now came to your breast, the fabric over your erect nipple now over the back of his hand as he infiltrated your top. 

"But I'm not done yet..."

"Please..." As you pleaded, your shirt was removed and your bra was pulled down just enough to reveal your nipple. He took it quickly between his teeth, sucking the skin surrounding it as you arched against them. 

"Pretty girls shouldn't beg, either. But you make it sound so good, I could come right now...But I was raised that ladies go first..."

You mewled beneath him, almost bouncing off of the balls of your feet as he pulled his elastic shorts from his hips. Your eyes were quick to descend for a hint of what to expect, as he smirked. 

"Curious?" You nodded. 

"Then get a feel first...slow..." He guided you over his shaft. From base to tip seemed like an impressive yet endless length and perfect girth to reach every cavern beckoning to him. 

"Oh my God..."

"I stretched you out enough...You’ll just have to come if it's too much..." Your eyes rolled as he lifted you against the wall and down onto him. He allowed a moment of adjustment to his shaft before he began a rhythm you were quick to aid. 

"Fuck-" You breathed deeply. 

"Not yet..."

"It's so good...I-"

"I know baby, you're already shaking..." He groaned against your chest, lips having taken your breast captive as you built to this newly steady pace. 

"But unless you want everyone to get the wrong idea about why you come here every Wednesday...you better be quiet..."

"I can't..." You whined. 

"I know you can."

"I don't want to...shit! Oh my God! Oh my-"

He was silent until you pulled your arched back at rest. When your eyes opened from the stars forcing your eyes closed, you found him looking at you with grand disapproval. 

"Just when I think you wanted to be my good girl...you ended up acting like a whore...I don't fuck whores..." He set you to your feet, his kindness completely absent as he turned to the shower. The dial was set to power as a tepid cascade made you shriek. 

"Off." He ordered off your disheveled clothes as you obliged, pants already disposed of prior to the lift made to the wall as you gasped to him now. 

"I should still get to come, don't you think?" You nodded. 

"Then show me why...I was a bit distracted before...making you come...didn't get to enjoy your expressions...so show me." You paused. 

Realizing your hesitance, he took your hand to view before leading your hand to his mouth. 

"I am wearing the evidence of why you don't need me to suck your fingers, but I want to as it's the last time I'm touching you..." Your brows furrowed. 

"If you come again, I'll take your battered ass to the middle of that gym and fuck you hard enough that you'll never need another cock. But for right know...show me what I missed." He retreated his soles until he rested with the water at his back. You swallowed hard before setting those fingers between your lower lips. 

"Open." He ordered as you watched him slowly stroking his cock, the full length admirable from afar just as it had been in depth within you. 

"You think of me? When you do that at home?"

You nodded without a moment of shame or consideration. 

"Did I live up to your fantasies?" 

You bobbed your head in vicious approval. 

"Does it make you wanna come again?"

"I could...oh my God...Austin..."

"You want my tongue? Hmm?" 

"Please! Yes!"

"Want me to make you come on my cock again? Pulling your hair while you echo all the way back to them? Making them wish they were us?"

"Mmmm...."

"Faster..." He ordered as he moved closer, hands pinning you between his arms as he wouldn't touch you, but allowed you to use your free hand to bring him closer. 

"I'm so fucking hard I could come if you breathed on it. You make it look really good... dripping again...But you didn't want to listen."

"I'm sorry. Please. Let me make you come...please..." 

"I think we both know If I fuck you again, youll last only a second, and we'll be right back in this position."

"But-"

"Don't worry. You're still gonna make me come. But this time, only me." He smirked as you were guided to your knees. Consensual on your knees, you rounded your hand around his shaft before taking him slowly to the back of your throat. 

"Do you remember how you swallowed before? I'm expecting you to do it again. Otherwise you're gonna lick it up off the floor." You swallowed hard. 

"Just like that." He teased as you began slowly. The water bounced from his shoulders and down onto you, making it impossible to make out his expressions. Yet it wasn't necessary as he cursed for you, anyhow. The grip made in your hair and the tension of his body beneath you and been evidential alone. If any question remained, the beginning of that salty release would validate his pleasure. 

"Shit! Keep going...I'm close." You smirked with pride as he took you harder. Your retching was audible in the echo of your surroundings as if you played to ignorance. 

"Mmm..." You moaned to send vibrations over him. 

"You better swallow every last drop to make up for being so desperate. Every. Drop." He threatened as he bucked harder onto you, his release sent in spurts as you gathered it for a moment before swallowing him as a whole. He withdrew immediately. 

"Wait." He kept you from rising. 

"Clean yourself off of me." You obliged, using your tongue and hand for the purpose of cleanliness before he assisted you back to your soles. Once you stood he pulled you before the water. 

A palm full of suds were taken to your chest, each breath adored with soft care as you felt him tease you just long enough to question his intentions. 

"Not a dirty girl anymore, are you?" You remained silent. Even if sudd dripped down your body, your thoughts were dirty enough to keep you filthy. 

"You still want to be, don't you?" You nodded as his hand lowered between your legs. 

"How about we get out of here so you can scream as loud as you want next time..."

"I can't wait."

"If you want to come again...you will." He left the shower first, making you flustered, before he offered you a towel. 

"Maybe you should tell me your name now?" You offered this as you moved to your own locker to dress in the extra set of clothes left behind, but he caught your arm. 

"Just wear my shirt. I have a feeling you'll look better in it..." He offered a tee as you accepted with excitement. 

"It's only gonna end up on my floor anyway…'

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[landosgirl97]

Day 9- Topper Thornton

“You’re fucking kidding… Now I’m stuck here with you.” Topper rolls his eyes as he pulls back the curtain, showing me that we were indeed snowed in. I huffed, “I knew this class trip was a bad idea. Why go somewhere where it snows.” “Stupid assigned rooms..” Topper rolls his eyes and goes to sit on the bed, running his hands through his hair. “You know, maybe if you weren’t such a dick all the time, I might actually like you.” I rolled my eyes. “Treating me badly just because I’m a pogue is all because you choose to.” Topper raised from the bed and began pacing. “It’s not even just that you're a pogue, you’re just such a  know-it-all, and too much of a goody two shoes!” I stand in front of him, blocking his path, hands on my hips. “And you’re not, Mr. Perfect, rich kook? What have you ever done that’s so wr-” I was immediately cut off by his hand around my throat and his lips meeting mine. I pull away, “What the fuck, Topper?!” He doesn’t answer, backing me against the wall of the room and connecting our lips again. I finally gave in, letting him kiss me. Our tongues fought for dominance until we had to break apart to breathe. He pulled his hand away from my throat and I shoved against him, pushing him onto his back on the bed, straddling his lap. I kissed him again, letting my lips trail down his jaw and neck. I ground against him as he began to slowly undress me. I had him lean up so I could pull his shirt off of his body, throwing it over to the side of bed without a care. I reached down, unbuttoning his khakis and pulling his hard cock out of his boxers, pulling my panties to the side under my skirt as I sunk down on him. He let his head fall back against the bed and let his hands fall to my hips, leading me at the pace that felt good to him. “Shit- this is better than I imagined.” Topper moaned. I stopped, “You imagined this?” He moved me up and down with a groan. “So many damn times- God, please don’t stop.” I began to move up and down on him harder, circling my hips so that I could hit my clit against his pelvis. He let out a groan when I scratched at his bare chest. “I’ve imagined this too and this- shit- exceeds that- oh god..” I moaned. At that, he let go and emptied inside of me. Prompting me to follow right behind. When he finally slid out and I rolled over next to him, facing each other. “So, I think we should talk, huh?” He smiled and nodded, pushing my hair out of my face sweetly.

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[poge-life]

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