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Heyyy ☺️ I love this series sooo much, it is so nice to see Austin stories that involve a black reader. Not having to edit the story in my head to make it fit me is wonderful 🥰. For your Drabble event could you do either first date or a special date that they have had? Thank you 💕 💕

20 Questions.

Summary: It’s a in-house date night with Austin and his best girl. Where you get to know them and they get to know each other!

Contents: Fluff ofc! Mentions of deceased relatives. Little angst if you squint. Slight steaminess. Austin and his best girl being the cutest.

A/N: Hi Beautiful Humans! It’s me! I hope y’all of you are having a wonderful time. Just wanted to go ahead and drop this off for you guys and also give some special shout-outs to:

@pennyroyalcreep for not only this lovely prompt, but also for your continued love and support with my work. ❤️

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Today was Friday.

Which also meant it was date night. 

And with it being quite gloomy outside for the usual LA weather the two of you had decided that it'd be the perfect day to have a in-house date night. You insisted that tonight you would to try and cook for your man a simple meal of grilled cheese and tomato soup.

A skeptical but supportive Austin would go on to happily watch you not only blacken all attempts at the grilled cheese, but also burn the poor tomato soup that you forgot to add enough water to.

And once the tears started rolling, in real Austin fashion he'd wrapped you in a blanket and placed you on the couch promising to return. After cleaning up your food fail he pulled out all the ingredients he needed and made a hell of a good pan of pasta. 

After some feeding, cuddling, finger fucking , and napping. The two of you had decided that a more PG-13 activity was in order. With that you suggested a game that you'd been wanting to play with Austin for a while. Let's get deep: 20 question edition.

" Okay. Here we go, number one." You listened to Austin while you giggled staring down at the stacks of cards in front of you and then back up at Austin, who looked on in amusement. " What movie was so sad that you would never watch it again? " He asked.

" Mmmm." You thought for a minute, there were plenty but really you could only narrow it down to two, " I think I would definitely have to say either Dumbo or Fruitvale Station. I can't choose. You can only watch both once." You affirmed.

" Watching Dumbo is a traumatizing experience that no child of any age should be subjected to at all. Like just the first thirty minutes was enough for me to need a lifelong therapist. And as far as Fruitvale Station goes...I feel that the content overview speaks for itself. It's a beautiful movie, but I could barely make it through til the end." You explained.

Austin nodded, " I seen Dumbo a long time ago when I was little and all I remember is this very strong urge to go hug my mom after watching. " He said making you smile, " But I haven't seen Fruitvale Station. No particular reason why, it's just never happened."

" Understandable." You nodded reaching to grab another card off one of the piles.

" My turn. Two. What's the weirdest thing you find attractive in a person?" You moved your eyes to look at him in curiosity.

Almost immediately he said, " People who floss."

Amused in question you went, " Really? Why? "

" Yeah. I don't know. But in a weird way to me. It shows that you care about yourself. Like babe, do you know how many people don't floss. Ever." He explained.

And the more you thought about it, he was right. Gross.

But lucky for you, you didn't have that problem seeing as your upbringing had made you a bit of a dental freak. So you hit all the points in that department. 

" Yeah. I guess I see your point. " You said just as a thought passed in your mind, " So, do you find it attractive when I floss." You goofed biting a bit of your upper lip.

Laughing at you he leaned over to plant a hardy peck to your lips, pulling away to say, " Makes my dick jump every time, sweetheart." He half whispered sending the two of you into a short fit of laughter.

" Alright alright alright. Next. Three. " He moved to pick up a card, " Describe our relationship in three words." He asked.

Even though you had to think a bit, it didn't take you long before you had your three words, " Meaningful.....Honest.... Adaptive. " You answered.

Eyes glimmering in happiness and satisfaction Austin questioned, " I know these are suppose to be short but, care to elaborate please."

" Well, I feel it's meaningful because literally almost everything we do has some type of meaning behind it. Like when you got me the fern. Or when I gave you the blanket. There's always some type of love behind everything. Plus you mean so much to me and in-turn I mean so much to you, which I guess in general terms makes us meaningful..right?" You giggled trying your best to explain your thoughts in the best way you could.

But Austin understood what you meant, he felt his heart swelling bigger and bigger by the moment, " I see. So what about honest?"

" I feel our relationship is also built around honesty. I know I've told you this before but throughout my life I've encountered a great deal of liars and that's something that I really didn't wanna come into my adult life with. Unavoidable I know. And especially in a relationship. " You began, " But with you, from the day that we sat down, listening to you be so open and honest with me when at the time I was just a complete stranger to you. It made me feel something. And from then on I've never ever had to second guess anything or feel like your keeping things from me. It's refreshing and I value that." You explained.

Austin listened intently thinking back to the first hours the two of you had spent together talking after he'd finished reading you the book. Hearing you talk about how surprised you were hearing Austin talk the way he did shocked him a bit. He hadn't really ever realized just how personal the two of you had gotten in that short amount of time. But to him now, that was just proof that this was something special from the start.

" And finally I think we're adaptive because whether it be your schedule or mine that keeps up from doing traditional couples stuff. We make it work. We adapt to whatever challenge we face together. And that's important." You finished offering a smile.

Austin return your feeling of content displaying a smile of his own. He was so happy to be with you. And to be building the kind of relationship where it's foundations were things like these. Things that would help the two of you last, because all in all. That was goal.

" I think all of that is really accurate and beautiful, mama. I love you." He said reaching for your hand to bring it to his lips and press a gentle kiss to it.

" I love you, Aus." You returned reaching that same hand to palm his cheek.

The two of you continued your little moment before moving forward.

" Number four. Name something that you wish you could do but can't." You asked.

Teasing Austin said, " Gain the ability to say no to you."

You rolled your eyes playfully. " Be serious, Austin."

Laughing some more he says, " I am being serious, woman. You have no idea the power you hold over me. It's like you just know all you have to do is bat those pretty lashes at me and say please, to turn me into a sucker." He informed.

Your smile widen, " Really? "

Austin nodded leaning back against the couch, " Awe don't be coy. Really, mama."

You sounded a ' Hmmph '.

" Well I'll just have to keep that in mind then, huh?" You said shooting him a glance.

Smirking he replied, " Don't go getting too many good ideas."

" I won't."

With that he leaned up to send a squeeze to your thigh before reaching and grabbing another card.

" Mm. This is a good one." Austin's lips twitched up into a smirk while he shot you a look.

" Oh god." You laughed rolling your eyes, " Dare I ask? "

" Yes, please dare." He wiggled his eyebrows and you laughed, " Go ahead then."

" Five, If there's a particular part of you I should touch to get you in the mood. Where would it be?" He questioned.

Playfully humming while placing your pointer finger to the corner of your lips, the curiosity of wanting to know where he thought it was himself popped in," Before I answer where do you think it is, Mr. Butler?"

" Well, honey." He sighed leaning back against the couch," Based on months of bountiful research and exhausting observations. I'd have to say it'd be your neck."

Dammit.

He was right. You loved when he touched your neck. It always left you breathless in more ways than one.

" You sure, " You challenged figuring to keep your cool," Because if I recall your always touching my thighs."

And it was true. If the two of you were laying down to read or watch a movie Austin either had to have his head rested in your lap or hands stuffed between the crevices of your thighs. In the car, Austin only drove with his left hand because his right was specially reserved for your thigh. Whenever your being a little bratty or you say something about yourself that Austin isn't fond of, you better believe he is going to send a good little pinch to your thigh before kissing the spot all better.

" That's because their my particular part of you that gets me in the mood." He informed looking at you while gliding a singular finger up your thigh to the hemline of the shorts you wore. Still never dropping eye contact he continued, " But I know it's your neck because whenever we make love and I run my hand across your neck or decide to take a good little grip on it. That my love, is when you come for me the hardest." He finished.

By now that same finger had turned into a full hand that had found it's way up to get a nice gentle but firm hold on your neck. He softly used it to pull you to him and place a nice sloppy kiss to your lips making a moan release from your throat.

Pulling back he let go with a smug grin on his face to your annoyed but disheveled expression before motioning for you to draw a card while you tried to collect yourself.

Once you had settled the waves below, you a bit shakily grab the next card, clearing your throat, " Okay. Six. What is one activity that makes you feel alive?"

Without a doubt Austin knew his answer, " Easy. Horseback riding. Nothing like making that bond with a horse, the trust you build with them is pure. And then being out and open with nature. Clearing your mind and body. It's refreshing." He explained. " I think that's why filming The Shannara Chronicles was one of my favorite projects so far." He furthered grabbing a sip of the Yerbamate on the table.

" Yep and I'll have to take your word for it, babe." You quickly chirped making Austin sigh. 

Ever since you and Austin had stumbled on the topic of horseback riding one day and you had revealed to him that while you thought horses were absolutely majestic and beautiful from a distance, under no circumstances would you ever consider getting on one. Period. And to him this was a great injustice...almost as big as when you told him you didn't like PB & J's.

You shuddered at the thought.

" Baby for the thousandth time. I'm telling you it's not as scary as you think it is. And you won't know until you try it. That thing with the girl was just a freak accident. That's a exception." Austin tried to argue but still you just shook your head unphased. You knew what you'd witnessed all those years back and you were good.

" Austin." You started, " The poor girl broke her back and part of her collarbone after one of them threw her off and fell on her. I seen it happen. It's like he WWE smushed her ass on the ground." You recalled watching a friend of a friend in high-school's scary interaction with the creature. It was terrifying. " Plus I'm pretty sure that she wasn't exactly ever the same in the membrane after that either." You added thinking about some of the antics the girl had gotten into post injury.

Austin blew out a breath, " Honey, while I think the situation is terrible. I'm pretty sure there was other factors that went into the happening. But I'm telling you that it's not normally like that. You just have to trust yourself and the horse."

Hearing him you still you were unchanged and really wanting to chance the topic so you came up with the compromise, " Okay okay okay. I hear you, Aus. And I'll think about it some more okay." You suggested shooting him a look to send the message that you were ready to move on.

Taking the hint he settled for what you were giving with a somber smile and moved to pick up another card, " So the next one is a little heavier, if that's alright?" Austin questioned staring down at the card.

Feeling like you could fully trust him you nodded, " Go head, babe." You prompted preparing yourself.

" Seven, in your opinion which is worse. Emotional or physical cheating? " He asked looking directly into your eye line.

" Oh." You spoke. It wasn't like you couldn't answer or that this wasn't something the two of you hadn't discussed. It was just a bit of a uncomfortable topic was all.

" Well being honest..." You trailed looking over to his face that was locked in on yours.

" Yeah." Austin encouraged.

Taking a second to collect your thoughts you began, " Like I said before, cheating no matter what is a deal breaker for me. But, being honest I think their equally as bad in opinion. I know anyone can argue it anyway. But the way I see it is that it takes something emotional in the first place to drive someone to cheat physically. I feel like if we're in a exclusive relationship where we're trusting and committing our bodies to only each other and you go and share that part of you with someone else it's a betrayal. And same thing with emotional. If we're in a relationship and I'm giving my all to let you know that there isn't anything that you should feel like you can't come to me about, and you still go and share those parts with someone else. That's also pretty bad so..." You finished looking him directly in eye. 

Austin nodded taking in what you were saying completely. This wasn't his first time hearing you express your expectations when it came to this type of dishonesty, but it was good to hear again all the same, " I hundred precent agree with everything you've said. And vice versa over here. I think our communication is good enough to where we can communicate our needs effectively to each other. But I still want you to know that we're never going to get to that point, honey. That's one of the reasons that ring is on your finger. It's a promise." Austin sincerely confessed making your heart expand.

You peaked down at the promise ring on your finger and then back at Austin.

" I know." 

" Good."

" Alrighty moving on. Eight. Is applesauce suppose to be warm or cold? " You posed.

" Cold." Austin immediately responded, " That's the only right answer."

You nodded, " I whole-heartedly agree. And I'm glad to know that you aren't a nutjob. "

" Noted. Next." Austin laughed picked up a card, " Nine. What is something that you wanna like but just can't? "

You sighed in faked despair, " Saunas. I really wanted to be that girl. The insta-fit chick that has the whole sauna self care bit going. But I realized how much I really don't like being sweaty unless absolutely necessary. " You informed to a smirking Austin. 

Before he could open his mouth you reiterated, " I SAID ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY." 

His hands shot up in defense while he snickered, " All I was going to ask was if you wanted to get sweaty later. But seeing as that wouldn't be absolutely necessary. I guess not." He shrugged.

Smacking your teeth you grabbed a pillow to childishly toss at Austin while you tell him that getting sweaty with him will always be absolutely necessary in your book.  " I'll hold you to that." He says shooting you the infamous look.

" Look forward to it. But first we have to finish this before we start something else, " You remind him picking up a new card, " Ten. Name the most fond memory you have with your moth-" You stopped mid- question instantly regretting asking, you hadn't meant to bring it up.  Idiot.

Quickly you tried to shift and grab another card while shooting him a sympathetic look, " I'm sorry, babe. I- I should have read the card in my head before I read it out lo-"

But he halted your movement softly grabbing your hand, " It's okay It's alright, B-"

" No, Austin it's not I sho-"

" You should just go ahead and let me answer. I promise it's okay. Matter of fact..I want to." He said holding your eye contact to show you he was sincere until you agreed leaning back. 

" I know I've said this in interviews before, but growing up not to faraway from Disney and Knotts Berry, my mom and I would go all the time. Finish all my homework earlier in the day and then drive over. We used to spend hours riding the rides or just sitting on the park benches and talking. Because I was so shy and homeschooled on top of it she was bestfriend. I could sit and talk to her about anything....God I miss her." Austin reminisced bringing a smile to his face. You could see the tears forming in his eyes and in return yours did the same. 

Instinctively you reached out to him which he accepted offering you a spot on his lap.

 You held onto him in silence drinking in his warmth and touch while enjoying the quiet comfort you were offering through the silent intimacy. The two of you stayed just like that for awhile. Your head against his chest listening to the melody of his heartbeat and feeling the weight of his head rested on yours. His hands ran up and down your spine gripping and rubbing. 

You felt oddly harmonious with each other. 

The two of you stayed like that before you let go when the brilliant idea of desert popped in your mind. Remembering that Beatrice had dropped off a royal raspberry drizzle cheesecake. You went to the kitchen coming back with two plates carrying carefully sliced pieces. You were sure this would lighten the mood.

Austin smiled taking his plate and offering you a " Thank you, baby." And a kiss to the temple. 

From there you resumed your game.

" Eleven. What is the most precious or important thing you own? " Austin asked before taking the bite of cheesecake you were offering.

" Um. " You sounded setting the desert plate on the coffee table, " Well, babe. I'm gonna have to cheat a little bit." You confessed.

" Oh. How's that." Austin inquired.

" I'm gonna have to list some things." You confirmed.

Smiling Austin says, " I'll allow it."

" Good. Okay so the most precious and important things I own in no particular order is my promise ring, the blanket my mom made me, our fern, my mother's ring, and my lucky smiley hat." You listed.

" You know I love when you wear that hat." He laughed, " You always look so cute. Remember when you wore it when we went to go see the jazz band in the park. Everyone tried to steal it off of you." 

" Yeah it was quite interesting. Having to fight off people with John Coltrane playing in the back."

"  But anywho. Twelve, If we were role playing. What would you dress me up as? " You bite your lip waiting on his response.  You were extremely curious to hear his answer.

You had to adjust yourself a little bit as you felt the gates to your 'oasis' starting to open up even more than earlier from the way he was looking at you.

" Honestly? " Austin's eyebrow raised.

" Of course. Wouldn't want it any other way." You responded.

" Well, even though it may sound cliché. In my younger years," He laughed, " The whole French maid thing intrigued me for a bit."

Your mouth twitched in a smile, " Know what. I'm not surprised. That checks out." 

" What?! What's that suppose to mean? " 

You laughed at his playfully offended expression while he clutched his chest, " It means that you seem like a french maid kind of man, babe. Classy. You already have this old school charm to you. So it's on-brand that you'd be into that." You elaborated.

He looked at you a second before saying a simple, " Thats fair. "

Tilting his head at you he continued, " So, if a little french maid outfit just happened to appear in your size around here somewhere. And I called to say my office may need some dusting...would you be willing to oblige." He suggested leaning over and biting at his lip.

You leaned in and said, " Oui."

He groaned and blushed a bit in response moving to grab another card only to laugh when he read it, "Right on topic. Thirteen. How many children do you want someday? "

" Um...uh..well it really depends. When I was younger I always wanted to be like cheaper by the dozen or the mine, yours, and ours family. " You giggled thinking about how you wanted a brood of children to homeschool, make three meals a day for, and be driven absolutely crazy by. But as you got older and life took it's fuzzy fun filter off and you began seeing the true colors of the world, that life started to seem less and less ideal. 

You caught Austin's face which was mixed with curiosity and glee. Even though you guys had had some conversations here and there that involved kids he'd never heard this from you before. He was intrigued, "Seriously you wanted twelve kids. You with twelve kids?" He repeated for emphasis.

You laughed, " Yeah. Believe it or not. I like kids and I love my nieces and nephews even though I don't get to see them as much as I'd like. So, in a perfect fantasy world. But being realistic though. I think I would like two or four. I wanna have enough but not too many to where I won't have the energy or the time to give them all as much equal time and attention." You explained.

" I get that. And I like that it's even numbers. So no one will ever be left out of games and they'll be able to pair up when we go out to fairs or do activities." He added with a gleam in his eye.

Austin couldn't lie and say that hadn't thought of what life would be like settling down with you and hearing little footsteps roam the halls. Some could say it was too soon to be thinking about things like that, but he couldn't help. You made him want a future with you.

And vice versa. 

" Exactly. Don't want anyone getting lonely." You agreed trying to play off the blush that had captured your face. You pulled a card, " Fourteen. What's your favorite thing about me?" You asked.

" There's so many different things, honey." Austin sighed trying to rack his brain to be able to just pick one thing, and then he said it, " Your unflinching ability to be kind to everyone."

Your twisted up your face, " Really, you think so? " 

It wasn't like you were saying that you thought you were mean. I mean sure you did your best to try and be nice and kind to everyone you came across, but you weren't the type to just stick that label to yourself. 

" YES REALLY. " Austin emphasized, " You'd literally give anyone the clothes off your back and shoes off your feet. You never cease to amaze me with the grace you have with people even when they don't deserve it. Especially in that situation with the Paps the other week. I know it took a lot not to respond to the name calling and picking but you just kept going and even told the man to have ' a blessed day'." Austin recalled the icky interaction you'd had with paparazzi while out with some friends. 

Shaking your head you waved him off, " I just do what I was raised to do. It's a natural thing. Can't sweat that." You said.

And that's exactly what I want you to teach our children. Austin thought. 

" Yeah, babe. I know. But it still adds to your amazingness. " He concluded picking a card, " Alright. Fifteen. Where is somewhere you've always wanted to go, but never been? " 

Your answer was almost instant, " Italy." 

Austin blinked fast smiling, " That was fast." 

You shyly grinned, " Yeah I know. I didn't mean to say it that fast but that's my number one. I've just always been fascinated by the food and culture. And I really feel like I wanna go and immerse myself in it. Ya' know experience it for myself." You told him of your dream.

It was true too. You could see yourself having authentic pasta and taking walks along the rivers. Finally trying pure gelato. Visiting different museums and taking rides on the gondola. It might sound like cliché tourist behavior but you wanted it all. 

Austin was taking note of how you lit up while talking about the idea of visiting and decided to slip that note into his pocket for later. 

Once you'd finished your mini ranting you picked a card, " Sixteen. Name something that you're weirdly good at? "

Austin noodled on the question. Then you watched him grab one of the unused napkins as he started to twist and pinch it in his hands. 

Curious you asked, " What're you doing, my sweet baboo? "

Feeling fuzzy at the name he responded, " You'll see. Just wait a second, honey." 

So waited and watched him. You found it cute how concentrated he looked. 

 And before you knew it. He was handing you a beautifully crafted rose napkin.

" Awe Austin." You gushed. " It's so cute. How'd you learn to do that? " 

" Ah'. It's just something I randomly picked up once. But I think I've gotten pretty good at it over the years." He said. 

" I hope you know I'm going to force you to do this with all our napkins now, right." You teased. 

" That's fine. Anything for you, mama." He moved closer to you now wrapping a arm around you. 

You didn't know why but him saying that, had made something jump in you. Something hot.

And the closer he got, the more you looked at his face. And the more you looked at his face, the more you wanted to sit on it. 

Not being able to help yourself you managed to move in and capture your his lips with yours. They were always so soft. 

After a minute almost reluctantly he pulled back catching apart of his breath, " Woah, Mama. Wait a minute. As much as I'd love to keep going. Don't you still wanna finish the game first? " He asked cupping your face with a hand.

"Nope." You popped the P, " Not really." You spoke before pulling him back in. He groaned in your mouth at the added friction you brought by started to grind slowly into his lap.

Still once more he found the strength to move away, " You sure?" 

You nodded, but just then a funny little tease came to mind, " Know what. Actually, I do have one last question honey." You said running your against his cheek.

" Go for it, darling."

" Final question. What's your favorite sex position." You questioned positioning yourself up some more. You could see the fire dancing in his eyes and from the way he licked his lips you were sure there were fiery thoughts that accompanied them. 

He sighed biting his bottom lip, " Well. If you must know. As old fashion as it may sound. I'd have to say missionary." Taking a squeeze of your ass.

" Why? " You coyly asked.

" Because I like to be able to look you directly in the eye when I make you come over and over again. The faces you make, always looks like art. Care to be my muse? " He asked taking his hand away from your face to move it along down to your throat.

And with that all you could do was nod before you found yourself on your back, on the couch looking a pretty man in the eye while he gave you pretty amazing orgasms. 

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I’ll Bite Em’

Summary: You’re not having a good day, but Austin comes to the rescue after you give him a bit of panic. 

Contents: Tad bit of Angst. With Fluff.  Mentions of childhood trauma Use of Pet names. Loyal Doggo. Concerned Partner. Emotional and vulnerable reader. Implied future smut.  

Austin Butler x Black! Reader

A/N: HI! And welcome to the Days of Our Love series. I was inspired to start this series by none other than @cevansbrat0007​ after throughly enjoying her growing pains series (which is bomb go check it out.) I really liked her style of piecing together one-shots to create one big story universe! It’s super dope! SO I thought I’d give it a try! Hope you like it!

PS This is very first publishing on here. Would love feedback :)

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Today just wasn’t your day.

And what did you do on days like these? You put on an old comfy sweater and go sit on your bathroom floor to cry.

That’s exactly what you were doing now and had been doing since you’d arrived back to your shared loft about two hours ago.

Although some may think it was probably a peculiar place to come and drown your sorrows, it wasn’t for you. Infact, even as a youth and teen growing up whenever you needed a place to just be and let it out, you opted for your bathroom. And maybe that was part in partial to you never having a door on your room as a kid.

Parentals weren’t big on privacy.

So the habit just stuck.

And now here you were. Back against the door of your bathroom trying to let out all the days frustrations and quickly clean up your face before Austin got home.

It wasn’t that you didn’t feel enough comfortable around your boyfriend, or you couldn’t cry around him. It was that you didn’t really feel comfortable crying around anybody. So, you just wouldn’t want him to think you were pushing him away or have him feel offended because you didn’t want him to see you like this. It was just a you..thing. Plus, with everything going on with press interviews and preimeres. Why burden the man.

Hell, you’d already practically gave Magnus a heart attack at the way you sobbed when you’d first entered the home and seen the excited pup who was expecting an equally excited human to greet him. Instead, as soon as you had shut front door to the outside world you had broken down against the wall for a bit. Magnus had immediately gone into action jumping your legs and producing tiny barks and whines that you figured translated into, ’ Oh my gosh who am I gonna bite ’ and ’ You dumb human lean down here so I can love! ’.

And through hiccupped breaths you’d managed to keep telling the concerned creature that you were fine as he followed you through the house and up the stairs to the bedroom whining all the while listening to your sniffles as you changed out of your clothes.

You then had to practically pry him off your ankles from trying to follow you into the bathroom.

So now he laid faithfully on the other side of the door huffing and whining for to just open the damn door and let his wet kisses and puppy breath fix all your problems.

But you’d be fine.

You just had to finish having your moment and be out before Austin got home at six thirty.

You used your phone to check the time.

5:12

Perfect.

You sighed closing your eyes and leaning you head back in peace.

The peace then lasted all of twenty-five seconds before you heard the chime of the home security system followed your man’s voice calling out through the place.

Well, I’ll be damned.

“ Hey baby it’s me. Baz decided last minute that he wanted to rewrite one of the scenes that was supposed to be shot today. So, it got pushed back and I got to come home early to my best girl and hound.” You heard him announce. Right now, he was probably walking into the living room expecting to see you in some type of lounge wear binging an afternoon show with Magnus ideally sitting on your thigh.

And you were right.

As soon as Austin hadn’t heard you immediately respond back, he figured you were head deep into a show and didn’t hear a word he’d said. It’d had happened a few times.

Setting his keys and belongings on the kitchen island chair he chuckled to himself thinking about what you could possibly be watching today. But instead, he was taken aback to see the empty dark room.

No you. No Magnus either.

Weird. He thought.

But brushed off the thought when he then figured that you may be in your office with your headphones in going over some type of new screen play with a comatose Magnus at your feet.

Making his way there he popped open the door and felt slightly uneasy seeing all the lights off in the seemingly untouched space.

Alright what’s going on? He thought.

He knew you had to be home since your car had been in the garage when he’d pulled in. And plus, he couldn’t remember you texting him earlier of any plans to be out you had.

Raking his brain in building worry as he climbed the stairs, he called out again,   " Sugar mama! Baby, You up here? “

You could hear the slight octave drop in his voice that was laced with slight concern making your eyes begin to water.  This is exactly what didn’t want. To make him upset.

The closer his footsteps got the tighter your chest felt.

Entering into the room Austin could feel a small bit of relief wash through his body at seeing your belongings spread on the bed and side table.

So where were you?

And then he popped in his head.

Bathroom.

His baby was probably in the shower on second set of your world tour singing to your hearts content while you got clean.

And Austin couldn’t wait to be your personal background singer. A small smile returning to his face as he turned the corner of the bedroom to be met with a dreary looking Magnus posted by the door.

His lips set into a line bending down to rub the dog’s head in greeting, ” Hey bubs? What ya’ sitting out here looking so sad for? Huh? You sad because Mama is in the bathroom? “ He inquired earning a low whine.

He couldn’t help but be affected by the hound’s little pout, ” Don’t worry. I’m gonna go in and we’ll both be out in a little bit. Maybe then we can see if we can convince Mama to go on an evening walk with us. How that sound? “ He watched the dogs head slightly lift at the mention of a walk.

Grinning Austin patted Magnus’s head once more before standing up to knock on the door making you hold in the whimper that wanted to escape your hoarse throat as you hugged your body tighter.

” Y/N. Sweetheart it’s just me. “ He informed reaching to turn the doorknob, only for a sense of shock to waft in him upon seeing it wouldn’t budge. It was locked.

You never locked doors. Ever.

Even when you took time to tend to not so appealing humanly functions, usually at the sound of Austin’s feet on the floor you’d just let him know the spot was occupied and you’d soon be out.

So, all this put together with the fact that he didn’t hear the faint hum of water cascading at all made his stomach drop and him begin to more aggressively shake the knob.

” Y/N baby you in there? You, okay? Why’s the door locked, Sweetheart? C'mon and open it for me.“ He spoke managing to let a little bit of panic slip out in his tone.

Taking a deep breath, you composed yourself to reply while trying to hide any sort of out of the ordinary sound in your voice, ” Y-yeah baby I’m fine, “ you rang back clearing your throat, ” I’m just in here cleaning myself up a bit. That’s all babe. I’m fine.“ You finished slowly raising up from the floor to go to the sink to wash the dried tears away and make your eyes as less red and puffy as possible.

Uh Uh. That’s not right. Was Austin’s immediate thought.

Even though you’d covered up most of the emotion in your talk, Austin could still pick out the parts that slipped making him all the more anxious for you to open the door.

He most definitely needed to see you. Now.

” Okay.  But I hear you sound fine every day, and this doesn’t sound it. Come and open the door, darling. Would you please. I need to see your face, Y/N. And I think our little guy down here does too.“ He looked down at Magnus who’d begun to softly paw at the bottom door opening. ” Hes out here getting antsier than a bat about to take a driver’s test. And I understand the feeling.“

From the sink where you were dabbing your eyes you could see the little paws poking underneath the door. And then a tiny huffing nose.

Awe. Your little guy was such a sweetie pie. Always wanting to comfort and love upon you and Austin all the time. He was definitely your cuddle bug. You loved him to death.

Too bad you needed him to beat it. Along with his sweet owner.

” Here I come babe. Just one second.“ You continued dabbing at your puffy under eyes. Your eyes themselves had slightly dimmed in color but not much. They still looked as if someone had poured faint cherry paint in them.

“Alright. Cause I wanna see those pretty brown eyes baby. Bad.” He said thinking about you.

Fuck. Fuckity. Fuck. FUCK.

He’s gonna know something’s wrong.

Then your mind shifted.

He already knows.

And you knew that already deep down in your gut.

You could hear his heavy sigh on the other side of the door where he was leaned up against it. Still trying to hold on to the sliver of patience he could hold waiting for you to open it up so he could settle the thumping sensation in his chest. He hadn’t really ever seen you like this. Upset before? Sure. Upset like this? Never.

Taking a last look, you wanted to cry then all over again looking at your appearance.

You looked nuts.

You had a scarf over your box braids. One of Austin’s long sweaters hung on your body, and you had mix matched poka dot fuzzy socks on. And your eyes looked like someone had squeezed lemons in them. Great! Taking the sleeve of the sweater you brush back a stray tear that left your face as you reached to face the man on the other side.

You settled on doing a countdown to five.

One.

Fuck I don’t think I can do this.

Two

I’m pretty sure that I’m gonna hurl.

Three

SHIT SHIT SHIT

Four

He’s gonna look so upset I can’t take it.

Five

Last chance to abort!

You silenced your thoughts turning the lock and hearing the click signaling it unlocked, you didn’t even get a chance to pull the handle before the door was thrusted open revealing your boyfriend leaned against the doorframe with panic written all over his face slightly disheveled.

You could see his body was stiff while his eyes raked your body for any sign of hurt or trouble. But once his eyes finally came back up to your face that was turned away from him staring off to the side. The ache of wanting to be closer thickened in Austin to let his hand find its way to side gently pulling you into his warm chest.

Accepting you wrapped your arms around his midriff proceeding to smush your face into his chest. It felt good to feel his warm body against yours. He snaked his other arms around your waist placing them tightly there as if it was his way of ensuring you weren’t going to run off and hide again.  

Even though he wanted to ask you a full report of who? what? when? And where?

He could sense you didn’t need that right now.

Rather, he held you as close as he could and began backing yourselves up together all the way to the bed. Turning he slowly lowered himself down on the bed bringing you down against him until you both lie still tangled up with each other in safe silence.

He knew one of your favorite things do was just to just lay up like this and just talk. It was one of the ways he figured out to get you to open up earlier in your relationship when you were just starting out. And it didn’t matter where either. Bed, Floor, Hammock.                                                                                  

     Hell, you guys had laid for hours on the ground of Austin’s backyard at his old condo looking up at the black sky sprinkled with stars while you both talked about dreams and such. That was also the night he’d asked you to be his girlfriend.

That night quickly became one of the best one’s of his entire life.

That’s why it troubled him so to see you like this.

Taking his hand to your back, he used his fingertips to lightly draw circles against you as he pieces together what he was going to say next. Meanwhile you were too busy enjoying being enveloped in his warmth and the melodic thump of his heart.

It was serene.

You could hear the muffled sound in his chest of speech as he started to talk, “ Now, ” He began, “ I don’t exactly know what happened today. But I figured tonight I won’t pry or make you bring up things that you’ve been carrying with you all day. You’ve had enough of that. Hopefully we’ll be able to talk about whatever it is over some breakfast tomorrow. ” He rubbed your back sensing how more relaxed your body was since he’d started doing it.

“ With that being said though, I do want to say that since we’ve been together, I have noticed that when it comes to things bothering you. You aren’t always exactly forthright or quick to tell me, and you sometimes hesitate to come and talk to me. And I don’t know if it’s because you think I’m too busy, or not interested, which I seriously hope not, or even if you feel scared to come and tell me things. Which I definitely hope isn’t true.” He listed making you sigh.

A tad bit.

��� But with you, God, and that pudgy dog in the corner as my witnesses” He teased earning a small giggle from you which satisfied him, “ I want you to know that you are without a shadow of a doubt. THEE. Most important thing in my life. Meaning that no matter where I am or who I’m with you should feel comfortable enough to pick up a phone and call me at the slightest feeling of uncertainty or trouble. Not text, baby. Call. ” He emphasized by slightly moving to gently squeeze your shoulder.

“I never wanna see you have to get so worked up to the point to where you feel like you need to lock yourself away from me and everything else. I don’t particularly like that baby.” 

“ Because everyone around me knows how important you are to me, and I need you to know too! These arms are always ready to be your safe place and I wanna always here for every little thing no matterwhat or where I am.” He stated.

Shifting upward a little bit Austin moved so he’d be able to softly cup your chin making you look up to stare into his cobalt eyes that contrasted your carob ones. You could tell that what he was about to say next was important, “ I love you, Y/N Y/L/N. That’s not changing. And I ain’t going nowhere no time soon so I don’t care how long it’ll take until you fully understand that all of these things I’ve said to you, I mean it. But trust that one day you won’t hesitate, okay?

You nodded not taking your eyes off his. You could feel prickles of water stinging your waterline. What a man.

” Uh Uh, baby. I need to hear your pretty voice say it.“ The sternness in his voice involuntarily sent a chill down your body.

” Yes, I understand.“ You spoke making his cheeks break out into a grin.

” Good because the next person you come and tell me is bothering my girl. I’ll bite ‘em’“ He goofed playfully nipping at your exposed cheek. You laughed along with his huskier baritone at the antics.

” Now that we’ve got this settled. How about we take our hound dog out for a little walk to the Totem to get us a little treat. “ He offered brushing his thumb over your burning cheek.

You swore every time he touched you, it was like a match being dragged on your skin. But in the best possible way.

” I’d like that.“ You agreed.

” Mhmm. And then maybe when we get back, I might have a treat of my own to give you.“ You proposed pushing you finger to run along his bottom lip.

” I’d like that.“ He echoed leaning down to capture your lips against his sending you into a fit of giggles once you felt his hands tickle your sides.

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Blissful Slumber.

Summary: Austin and his best girl talk them selves sleepy..sorta. But when someone can’t quite catch a ticket to dream. What will they do for some blissful slumber.

Contents:  ALL FLUFF. Teasing. Sleepy reader. Mentions of blood and wounds. Childhood mentions. Pet names. Supportive Austin Boyfriend. Gooey Reader.

A/N: Hey guys! What’s up! Sorry I was suppose to post this last night! But ironically I fell asleep lol. But this is another installment of the Days of Our Love series. Hope you like it. Feedback always welcome. *hugs*

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" So what you're saying is that as a child you were a superglue masochist. Essentially.  Because I have to tell you babe that's not normal." You spoke into the phone wondering truly what the other person on the end of the line had been like in there younger years. Scandalous.

A deep sleep ridden voice answered on the other line, " Ya' know. I don't think the label you're giving me is accurate, Sweetheart. It wasn't like I was cutting or picking at my fingers so they bleed on purpose, then pourin' globs of superglue on em’. I got the cuts from playing the guitar and then sealed them up afterward to keep playing. " He groggily defended his adolescent choices.

It was the peaking of spring and Austin had been allowed to come home and visit the States from Australia for two weeks on a break. You were over the moon.

So much, you offered to come and get him from the airport terminal the previous day, but he'd declined saying he'd rather drive home to get some of his things before coming to you so he could spend his break at your apartment with you and Magnus. And through your protests he'd quieted you in his low gruff voice insisting on his plan.

Begrudging thrilled,  you'd waited...and waited.....and waited for his arrival.

When a hour past hit, you'd called to see where he was.

Two unanswered calls later, he’d picked up sounding as if he'd had a house dropped on him.

That's when you found out that your poor man had collapsed on his condo couch in exhaustion.  He then tried to profusely apologize to you for unintentionally standing you up.                                                                   

       You told him not worry since you understood.                                                       

Once you were about to hang up and tell him you'd see him tomorrow after some well needed rest, he began feverishly insisting you guys talk on the phone for a little while, citing how he wanted to hear your as a motive to lure him to sleep.                                                                                           

As of recent Austin hadn't been sleeping that well, his body's internal clock was off due to the late nights or early mornings of shoots, rehearsals, filming, etc. It never quite knew what time it truly was anymore.

Broke your heart.

But nobody had got their ticket to dreamland yet, because the two of you instead stumbled from a little while chat, to a full fledged hour of banter.

" Righttt....but at no point did the possibility of infection or sickness run through your head during these times? Like you seriously never considered the fact that you may very well could have lost a finger or something. That's extreme babe." You confessed mindlessly rubbing your fingers in phantom pain. There was no way.

" Nah. I just cared about the music. That's all. Showed my commitment as a artist at that age. Spending all those hours hole'd up in my room playing made me happy." He reminisced. Way before Austin would have to pick up the guitar as the King, in his youth he learned how to play guitar and opened up a whole new plane of expression for himself. He still played occasionally for enjoyment.

You sighed turning to huge your pillow tighter placing the phone on speaker next to your face ," True. I think the only thing I've ever really been that passionate about is writing. The way you stayed in your room for hours on end, was the way I'd write short stories and poems just because...it was fun."

And you had.

With the two people raising you always busy with work and other things non-you related growing up, you'd had to find different ways of keeping yourself entertained while still keeping the achy feeling of loneliness at bay. You remembered the first time that you'd entered the school library at the tender age of six years old. It'd been like being transported out of your current calamitous life at the time, and into a new world all of it's own.

You'd picked up your first chapter book: Tinker bell and the Lost Pirate Treasure.

It was such a page turner.

From there you became book crazy all through elementary. It wasn't until your seventh grade year in middle school that you'd gotten the thought about writing your own stories and tales. You'd buy ten 99 cent notebooks at time to fill them up with short stories. Soon after, you craved to go digital.

  And after MONTHS worth of begging, good grades, and chores up the ass. That Christmas you'd gotten your very own tablet complete with a detachable key board.

Moreover it was History. You were a writer.

" And might I say Miss Lady, you write extremely well. " He complimented pausing for a moment he finished, " I assume. Considering you won't let me freely read anything you write." He stated making sure you'd be able to catch his little remark.

Shady Boots.

But alas it was true.

Although you had together for about ten months now at this point. You still hadn't gathered the courage and balls to show this man a single thing you'd written.

Not even a grocery list.

I mean come on. The man was actor whom you knew had probably read thousands of different stories and scripts written by far more skilled and important people from all around the globe.

What did you look like handing over a rough draft of a manuscript to someone who read the work of Oscar award winning directors and playwrights. The fuck.

" Austin, baby we've been through this. I just haven't written anything I think is really good enough to share with anybody yet. It feels...mediocre..ish." You sighed knowing that this was gonna be a prevalent topic until he got his hands on some form of writing of yours.

You could hear him kiss his teeth in annoyance on the other end sighing, " You do know I'm not gonna keep letting you talk about my girlfriend like this, right? Not my best girl you ain't.. " He said making sure to add flinty undertone.

" I don't care if I haven't read it for myself. I don't need to, to know that whatever you got going on in that pretty little head of yours and transferring onto paper, is one of the greatest gahdamn things written this millennium. Believe me." He finished only letting the slight sound of your now uneven breathing go through the receiver.

You could feel the heat collect around your cheeks in what you were sure if you looked were now a nice ruby shade. Your body relaxed and you couldn't help that the nest of butterflies in your stomach started to make gentle flutters.

This man I tell you.....UGHHH.

There was just no way he was real? Right?

" Baby...you still there. You done fell asleep on me?" He sounded breaking you out of your love trance.

Embarrassed you stuttered, " Uh..n-no. I'm still here. Just zoned out thinking about how lucky I am your mine. You're too sweet to me." You gushed.                                                                                                                                                   " Know what? If you were here right now. I just might've let you read a lil' something to put you to sleep. Just because." You teased knowing that would rile him up.

" Is that right?" You gonna make such a offer knowing that I can't do a damn thing. Really, little girl." He playfully growled. It was exactly what you'd wanted. To just mess with him a bit.

" Hey." You chided, " I can't help that, " You laughed, " Although, maybe if I feel generous...enough.. tomorrow...the offer could still stand." You dragged out.

Probably not though because you'd mostly likely lose the jolt of confidence you were having by then.

" So it's a only for sure thing tonight though? That's what my ears are hearing?" He seemingly confirms.

" That's exactly right." You said going into a what might've been your fourth yawn making him laugh at you. " And on that note my sweet baboo. I think I'm gonna try and turn it in honey." You said rubbing the spot Austin usually occupied. God you wish he was here.

" Yeah baby I think I'm gonna try go ahead and do the same." He agreed mirroring your yawning sentiments.

Try? Broke your heart.

" We still on for breakfast tomorrow right?" You reminded. You couldn't wait to see him. You needed to see him. Two months was too long.

" Of course darling, wouldn't miss it. Plus I've been craving a good cheese danish for a while." He chuckled. There was a backstory to his last comment.

He was trying to be funny.

" Yeah Yeah. Cute, " You groaned, " Any who. I'll see you tomorrow my love. Can't wait to smother your illegally handsome face babe." You whispered feeling your eyes begin to weigh.

" And I can't wait to be smothered mama." He replied smiling thinking about seeing you and the attack that he couldn’t wait for.

" I love you Austin Butler. Forever, Always and......" You waited for him to his part. It was a thing you guys did when you were away from each other.

" Beyond. I love you Y/N Y/L/N. Forever, Always, and Beyond." He finished causing your heart to leap. 

" Night."

"Goodnight."

And just like that you ended the call rolling over to place your phone on the nightstand, you shot one last glance over to the other corner of the room to see a peacefully sleeping Magnus chasing whatever in sleep. Turning off your light you settled into your covers snuggling yourself as you dreamt of what tomorrow would bring. Your man.

Now to let's note...

You weren't exactly a light sleeper, but you also weren't the dead to the world type quite either. Although you did toss and turn ever so often.

So, it was a bit of a surprise when you'd slightly woken upon feeling your bed softly dip.

Leaving the shinning moon to be the only light illuminating the room, you slowly opened your eyes and almost leap from where you lay when your eyes laid themselves upon your boxer clad blonde babe as he slid into bed next to you.

" Baby...." You hazily started to only be quietly shushed as Austin brought your body against his, to engulf you in the oh' so missed warmth of his skin. Nuzzling his face in your neck and inhaling your mango-vanilla scent, your face was smushed against his shoulder in joy. " I know. Honey. I was just at home trying to sleep and figured why deny myself the one thing I need to have the most blissful slumber." He muttered caressing the naked of your side with his fingers.

" I missed you."

" Missed you." You responded feeling yourself unwillingly being taken back into your dream state.

Feeling the same pull, Austin placed a delicate kiss to your skin, " Go on. Get some sleep. You'll need for the reading you've got to do tomorrow.." He trailed joining your shared sleep.

[that-one-anxious-mango]

how did Austin react to when the reader called him daddy for the first time??

Um..Daddy?..

Summary: Austin officially becomes daddy after a interesting encounter.

Contents: Lots of swearing. Daddy Kink ✨Comforting of Reader. SoftDom! Austin Sleepy Magnus. Mentions of Alcohol. Light Smut. Overall cuteness. Minors DNI

AN: Hey everyone 👋🏾 Arie here with another #mangoasks prompt. Hope everyone likes it and I did it justice. First time writing something smutty on here so be nice and let me know how I did! Happy Reading!

Much love! *hugs*

Arie 💚

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Pulling into the parking lot of your apartment complex, Austin parked his Audi A5 Sportblack to reach over into the passenger seat to grab his phone that laid next to a full bouquet of chrysanthemums.

Aussie Poo :) : i'm outside sweetheart.

Best Girl 💖: Okay. Just come up babe. Still getting ready.

Aussie Poo :) :  okay.

Grabbing the flowers and getting out he ventured into the five story building going up to the second floor knocking on door 202.

Almost instantly hearing the small barks and scratching of little paws he could also hear a loud " Coming !" Sound off before the door popped open revealing a rather chipper you.

Damn. He thought. Every time he’d see you it was like you found a way to look finer than the last time he’d seen you.

When Austin had saw the way the light washed jeans you wore sat right on your nicely shaped ass and your pushed up cleavage peeking through the rose pink v-neck sweater you had on.

He unfortunately felt the need to adjust himself become prominent.

" Hi baby." You greeted wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him down into what you intended to be a innocent kiss. Austin cupped your waist.

As soon as your lips fixed themselves to his you melted into his touch, going to squeal in his mouth a little when he decided to deepen the embrace by letting his tongue slide into your mouth smoothly.  He pulled back a second  " Hey, Sugar Mama. " He rasped continuing to his sweet assault on your now semi swollen lips.

Feeling yourself starting to get a little too hot, you moved away breathing faster than normal, " Looks like someone kind of missed me, huh."  You teased going back to your bedroom to finish up what needed to be done.

" You have no idea. Austin called after you shutting the door behind him and scooping up a excited Magnus whom gave puppy kisses, rounding the corner to have a seat on the couch plopping him down in his lap.

" So how was the table read earlier, babe? " You loudly asked staring down at the two pairs of earrings in your hand trying to decide. Pearls or Silver hoops.

" Uh, it was okay. Baz is excited to get out there and start filming. Talking about all the different things like set designs and a couple of scenes he wants to specifically go over with Tom and I." He replied rubbing the content hound's head repeatedly who soundly laid. His eyes were scanning the room just casually looking around, and they hadn't meant to see what they saw.

But they did.

Next to the couch on the end table sat your wide open computer displaying what looked to be your open tumblr account on a post that read:

I can't wait to have a soft domdaddy to love and fuck my brains out!

And under it was a crimson heart indicating that you'd liked the post.

To say he was still a little shocked would be accurate but not totally surprised after a encounter the two of you had, had a few weeks back.

You’d gone out with some of your friends to celebrate a job promotion one of them had gotten. And in a rare rum filled moment had resulted in you getting a little more tipsy than you intended. Prompting a interesting response to a text from Austin.

Aussie Poo :) : i know you’re out having a good time baby. but don’t forget to text me when you all get back to Lana’s place safe.

Aussie Poo:) : need to know that your okay. call me if you need me babe.

Best Girl 💖: THANK YOU! I WILL LOVE YOU DADDY.

When he’d seen it, he’d been little stunned in truth. But instead of freaking out he laughed to himself and looked across the bed to a curled up Magnus whom he was pet sitting, “ What am I gonna do with your Mama, Magnus? Huh? “ 

After he’d seen you the next day at brunch in all your hungover glory, he hinted at the message to you but never brought it up directly when he’d noticed your apprehension to it. 

Had you seen what your very inebriated self had said. Hell Yeah!

Were you about to address like a grown instead ignoring it and hoping it went away. Fuck NO!

You had walked on eggshells the entire meal hoping that he wouldn’t be like the last ex and bring it up to minorly degrade you for your not-so vanilla thoughts about sex.

Now the two of you in the span of your seventh month relationship had made out thousands of times, dry humped to the point of near chaffing, and as of recent you had let Austin have the precious honor of beautifully deflowering your last innocent petal.

Still every encounter you'd had since then had been pretty vanilla though.

It was true to say that he wasn't completely unfamiliar with the idea, years ago when he and Vanessa were together they had toyed with the idea of a Dom/Sub dynamic. Ultimately when it came down to it, Vanessa wanted to opt to keep their relationship plainly vanilla.

But he'd be lying if he said that during the experimentation that he didn't like it....because he did.....quite a bit.

He also knew that you read fanfiction a little and had seem some of your steamy novels you owned when skimming through your book shelf.

Still you'd never directly or soberly brought it up!

So right now even the slightest idea that you may have been considering taking on this kind of  commitment into your guy's relationship, not only intrigued his curiosity but it also made his dick jump.

While he sat there toying with the newfound idea he'd entirely forgotten where he was, which meant that he'd accidentally been ignoring you.

Hence when you all of a sudden appeared infront of him, he was taken aback blinking hard for a few seconds trying to refocus his whole attention to you, " I'm sorry, mama. What'd you say? I accidentally zoned out for a minute."

Giving his a odd look you said, " Originally I asked what time did the movie start. Then I didn't hear you say anything back so I came out to see if you're okay?" You expressed moving one of your goddess braids away from your face so you could analyze his expression better.

Internally he laughed smiling at your concern, " Yeah, honey. I'm fine. Just thinking is all. Don't you go worrying that pretty little head either." He affirmed knowing how sometimes could unintentionally work yourself about things.

" You sure? " You questioned moving to now standing in-between his legs rubbing alone hand up his chest.

" Absolutely." He said shooting you a smile, " Now go on and go finish up. So we won't be late." He released you gently nudging you forward.

Nodding you walked away hearing him call after you, " And make sure you grab a nice size jacket, honey. Can't have my baby getting sick."

You playfully rolled your eyes giggling at your always overprotective man, " Okay dad! " You loudly goofed back.

Hearing you Austin quietly chuckled at the all too ironic comment.

He took it as a sign.

I guess now or never! He thought before responding, " Did you mean to say okay daddy, baby?"

When the words reached your ears your heart had dropped to the soles of your shoes.

What the fuck?!

Panic had begun to sink in.

The message the other night!

Shit! I thought he forgot!

What did he know?!

And then in your distraught haze..it hit you!

You didn't close your computer!

Your tumblr open!

FUCK!

And in that moment instead of responding you just in a split decision decided not to respond, instead just choosing to continue your accessory assessments.  

Ignore and pretend.

Which in the end you should have known was a mistake, " Baby..." Austin's voice bounced off the walls.

He sat waiting for you to respond playing with his fingers. Magnus had now abandoned him for his bed on the other side of the room.

Had he scared you off?

Cause that certainly wasn't at all the intention.

When he didn't hear anything back after a while, he decided to go see for himself getting up from his seat.

Your heart thumped the closer you heard his footsteps getting. Bracing yourself for what you knew was probably going to happen next.

The beginning would be the " this isn't gonna work out.", Or the " this is too weird." And hopefully not the age old, " it's not you, it's me."

Because who wanted to hear that.

Pricks of wetness started gathering at your waterline and your palms felt hot.

Once finally he reached your bedroom, he saw you standing there at your vanity aimlessly playing around with little knick knacks.

Obviously trying to calm yourself, you could hear him softly closing the door behind him.

Slowly walking over, he stood behind you lightly slipping his arm past you to gently take the little lip balm out of your hand you'd been fiddling with replacing it with his own, interlocking your fingers together. He used his other hand to slowly lift up your head so you were forced to face the reflections of you two.

Resting his head down on your shoulder he pressed your backside against him even more firmly making your body's natural reaction to relax into his touch set in.

Feeling more mild you figured that you'd might as well start before he could get a chance to say anything, just rip off the band-aid and do you both a favor. " So I take it you seen? " You managed out still avoiding his gaze in the mirror.

" Yeah..I did." He confirmed and that's when the waterworks started.

" Hey..hey...hey." He cooed, " None of that. I hope I'm not seeing any tears of shame in those pretty eyes, baby. Because there ain't nothing shameful about his. You hear me? You don't ever need to hide your curiosities from me."

You paused a minute.

" So you don't think it's weird...or gross..or anything." You sniffled staring straight in his eyes.

" No baby I don't....If anything I-I think it would kind of suit us..."

The stare you were giving each other felt even more intense, like you were pouring yourselves into each other without stopping at the ' fill here line'.  

" Especially if this is something you wanna seriously explore....I'm more than willing." He confused rubbing your stomach soothingly.

" Really." You quipped, " You mean it..."

Part of you couldn't...no rather, wanted to refuse what you were hearing could be true.

You felt him tense behind you, " Now baby I told you before, I won't lie to you. Ever no matter what. So that shouldn't be a question." He reminded you of the promise he'd made.

" Yes really, baby. I mean from what bit of knowledge I have, a Dom, as they call it is suppose to be all about leading and protecting their Sub. And be able to supply endless love and stability. Caring for them not only physically, but more importantly mentally." He explained.

" And baby that's everything I wanna be for you outside the bedroom, let alone in it."

Your cheeks flushed hard and your heart was starting to get that gooey feeling in it that you'd come to love.

" But the real question is..." He started moving his head so his mouth was teasingly hovering over your clavicle moving a few of your braids out the way, Are you ready to willing submit yourself to me?"

" Ready to trust me enough to let me lead and guide you, baby."

" To let me protect and care for you. Fulfil your needs and desires but still keep you humble and discipline. And to make love and fuck your brains out when called for." He jested making you giggle at his comment.

" Are you really ready for me to be your daddy, baby?" He finished pinning light pecks on you.

You were stunned at this declaration, it felt so sweetly intense and you could only just stare deeply in your heavy trance giving a mindless nod.

Only a second later you could feel his hand slide slowly down your back until it reached your ass giving it a particularly tight squeeze causing you to intake a breath to suppress a whine.

" I don't think that's a proper answer, baby." Austin's breath fleeted across the back of your neck from how close he was. " Try it, again."

You now felt like you had the biggest lump of coal in your throat, and a ever bigger heartbeat in your pussy.

" Yes, Daddy. I-I am." You shakily corrected yourself, not knowing how much more restraint you could muster before you tried to turn around straight up jump his bones.

The grip he had on you now was even firmer and it felt so good...too good. The hand that was on your ass previously, had now snacked it's way to lightly grip at your neck. Just pressing down hard enough to leave you feebly breathless. Pulling you back to leave no room between the swelling erection he had and your tender ass. You really were suppressing yourself now and the slight burning moans that wanted to escape your throat.

Thinking that he wouldn't take note, even though he of course had, Austin spoke, " Baby you remember the safe word that you used a couple weeks ago."

" Yes, Daddy. I do." You replied almost too eagerly remembering how not to long ago he had taken you so well on his kitchen floor that in the middle of the escapade a safe word had to be made.

Fun times.

At this point you'd say anything to sedate the yearning feeling that your body had taken on.

" Repeat it for me, now?"

" Peach."

He groaned in approval, " Good girl" He praised unexpectedly dampening the small puddle that was beginning to form in your panties.

" Going forward at any point of what we're about to do, you start to feel uncomfortable you better not hesitate to use your words, understand."

" Yes, Daddy."

" That's my best girl. Now, raise your arms up for me, honey." He commanded helping you to remove your sweater. Moving his hands to run his fingertips to your front bra clasp unhooking it, letting the yellow and pink garment fall.

Next he moved to rid you of your jeans and matching underwear to leave you bare as the day you were born.

From behind you could hear the familiar rustling of Austin's pants and boxers being discarded along with his shirt. So the only thing you felt was the cool sensations of his rings against your skin. He purposely pushed forward pressing himself against you, and you couldn't help the almost now near painful drumming from your pussy reach a new high.

" Place your hands on the top of the table and lean forward, sweetheart." His voice practically oozed sex.

Obliging quickly feeling one of his hands come upon the small of your back gently guiding you to his desired arch. Until he kept going opting to run a shallow touch all the way down your embarrassingly dripping slit.

Dropping your head a bit in anticipation, you yelped once you felt his slightly calloused hand go straight to sting your ass. Allowing a thumb to move over the newly tingling skin.

" Eyes forward on Daddy, babygirl. Keep your head up or I'll keep it up for you. " He growled.

  " Okay." You breathed wanting to test the new-found waters a little bit.

Just how far could you push him?

And just like you thought another blow even rougher than the last was administered, but this time you didn't quell the whimper that left you.

" You must want to not be able to sit down for the next couple of days, huh honey. Cause you're being real hard headed. And you know they say a hard head makes a soft ass." He rasped.

“ Yes,Daddy. I’m sorry.” You whispered audible enough for him to hear.

Damn you sounded pathetic! But who cared!

   You bit your lip hiding a moan. Impatiently sticking your ass out more trying to silently tell of your need.

He instead continued his torture, " tsk tsk, Somebody needs to have some patience." Causing a improper whine to leave you. And at that sound him nor his dick could take it anymore.

Once you felt him finally start to ease into you, you wanted to let go right then ( especially hearing the sounds he made), but you instead tried focusing on trying to control your non-existent breathing while he pushed in further until you could feel him at your brim welcoming the achingly delicious stretch you were finding yourself becoming completely addicted to.

After a few seconds of stillness you broke, “ Daddy…please move.” You asked in want.

Chuckling he pulled all the way back out making you whine in protest, “ You sure you want me to move, honey?”

Huffing you knew the game he was playing but you were borderline desperate at this point, Yes daddy. I want you pound into me so good.” You moaned

Then he whispered, " So, you want Daddy to break you in and ruin you, is that it? So no else can have you. Make sure I fuck you so good that your pussy becomes molded to just my dick forever.” He questioned squeezing your throat tighter. Now you felt light headed like a good case of head rush.

" Yes..Daddy Please ruin me. Ruin this pussy please!!. Your pussy! “ You shamelessly empathized whimpering.

“ You sure baby girl, that you want it cause it doesn’t sound like it to me.” He furthered rubbing the tip of himself along your unsettling swollen clit.

“ Fuck.” You breathed out, “ Fuck Daddy please put it in so I can cum all over your fat fucking dick please.” You begged purposefully looking over shoulder at him casting a feening expression.

“ Well since you said please.” He grumbled.

Groaning he started to slowly stroked into you going all the way in and bringing himself all the way out to the very tip of himself before slamming back in causing unworldly moans to spring out and accompany the groans and filthy things he whispered in your ear before softly biting it in a attempt to get you both were you needed to go.

And from there ruin you he did in the best possible way, with aftercare that was to die for!

[that-one-anxious-mango]

Hi!!! I love the days of our lives oneshots and how it pieces together the main puzzle!! It’s really really good and I really like your writing style! If you’re taking prompts for it can you do one where austin helps with your hair on wash day and spend time together talking about what’s been planned for the rest of the week?

             

    Wash Day Whims              

 Summary: It’s wash day at the butler residence and you better believe Austin butler is involved.

Contents: Wash day Stuff! Shampoo. Product talk! Mad amounts of fluff. Little angst if you squint. Sleepy Magnus! Gooey Feelings.

Pairing: Austin Butler x Black! Reader

A/N: Hey guys! Arie here! To the person who requested this oh so long ago. Thank you so much for the love! I try my best and I really enjoy writing this series! Your words mean a lot! Also I am sorry lol I was trying to figure out the best way to write this and it accidentally started collecting dust in the drafts lol But hey we’re here now! So I hope you enjoy!

P.S I am still actively working on pushing out the drabble event things so bare with me. Comments are always encouraged as well as sending me letters with drabble and prompt ideas!

Much love! * Hugs*                                        

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" The water's not too hot is it? " Austin questioned for what seemed like the hundredth time making you giggle. He was too cute sometimes.

" No Austin. The water is perfect. Thank you." You reassured reaching up to rub your man’s bare arm that was exposed due to his rolled up sleeves.

" Good. Now lean your head back for me, baby." Austin instructed softly cradling your head as you leaned your head back into the sink.

Doing as you were told you now closed your eyes and relaxed as Austin grabbed the TGIN moisture rich shampoo dropping some in his hands before going to work lathering up your hair.

You proceeded to coach him on how hard to scrub in some areas to get the gunk out and what areas he had to be especially careful with to avoid any bruises or tugging while he handled your springy coils.

All in all, it was a good experience. You loved the way he was in no rush and took his time with you. You couldn't help how ever so often you would let out the tiniest breathy moan or wiggle around a little bit at how good his hands felt on you.

They always felt good on you.

Especially in other places.

Austin couldn't lie and say he wasn't purposely scrubbing and massaging your head certain ways to provoke these sounds that was music to his ears. He enjoyed being with you like this. Taking care of you.

The intimacy of this act of service like this was what both of you loved.

He knew that his baby definitely didn’t just let anyone play in her head. So the fact that you were allowing him to do this silently told him how much you trusted him. 

He loved that.

After washing twice and rinsing twice. Austin shut off the water helping slowly guide you up while wrapping a soft microfiber towel around your head, making sure to wipe any stray specks if water off your lovely face.

Once you were all the way upright, you got out of the chair grabbing your honey manuka hair mask and going over to your side of the his and hers sink.

Taking off your towel you proceeded to section your damp hair into four parts ( of course with Austin helping you straighten and clean up the parts with your rat-tail comb) You attempted to apply a even amount ( it wasn't) of the hair mask to your hair while gently detangling along the way.

Situating yourself and popping on your deep conditioning cap you set the timer for thirty minutes and decided to venture into the bedroom to find Austin lying flat on his back with a content magnus perched on his stomach listening to unreleased Elvis tracks.

Walking over you tapped his leg grabbing his attention, " Baby?"

" Yeah, Mama? " He answered turning his attention to you.

" Do you maybe wanna...maybe....i dunno....order in some Celia's and watch Ozark." You sheepishly suggested putting a innocent smile on your face and swaying back and forth.

You knew in prep for Dune there were certain things Austin wasn't allowed to eat which included the glorious taste of the flavorful birria tacos from a little family owned shop around the way.

Popping his head up quirking a eyebrow to shoot you a knowing look, you did your best to keep us this sweet seduction you had going. You reached a hand out rubbing his leg in a soft way to match the cute pout you had going.

Groaning he smirked running a hand over his face.

This woman will be the death of me...but what a beautiful way to go. He thought.

Sighing he reluctantly agreed, " Of course babe...You already know I can’t say no to that face. Grab my phone honey so I make the order." He confirmed watching you giddily jumping up and down.

Anything to see his best girl happy.

Happily handing him the phone you left to go rinse your hair as he dialed the number of the taco house.

Upon thoroughly rinsing out the mask, you applied nice amounts of Shea moisture JBCO leave in conditioner, Jojoba oil, and Mielle Hawaiian ginger hair butter. You flat twisted twelve twists into your head for the twist out you had planned for this week.

And letting his scary accurate intuition kick in, on queue to you picking up the hair oil to oil your scalp Austin's voice bellowed from the bedroom, " You got to the part where your oiling your scalp yet? "

Grinning you responded, " Yeah babe I am. I got it."

Which you didn't know why you even replied because you knew he'd whine back a , " NO! Bring it in here so I can do it please, baby." He called back.

Knowing better than to argue with your man you gathered the needed items and entered the bedroom to a already, ready Austin who had a throw pillow set up on the floor for you to sit on in-between his legs.

Not wasting anytime you plopped down handing him the oil before letting him do his thing.

You both sat in comfortable silence for a minute until a curious question popped in your head, " So what do you have planned up for this week, honey? " You inquired.

Slathering his fingertips in oil he went on to say ," Well, tommorow Monday Baz has me heading to the studio to do some vocal corrections on that's all right and hound dog so I might be late coming home depending on how late he decides to keep all of us. Then Tuesday and Wednesday are going to be press days so interviews with E!, Mojo and all them guys. Thursday I'll be having a meeting with Ian and the team about things for Dune 2 and some other offers that have come in." He listed letting his hands slip into your now clean parted head gently using his fingertips to massage your scalp while being careful not to pull or snag anything loose.

" Mmhmm. You mumbled leaning your head back, eyes shut as you soaked in the feeling you were getting. It felt so good.

              Smiling at your face he continued, " And then.....on Friday I have dinner plans that more than likely will run later into the night... sweetheart. He finished.

Upon hearing his last statement you couldn't help the way your eyebrows bunched to accompany the frown that took on your face.

Dinner Plans?

On Friday?

Friday is date night.

Austin could feel your body tense up against him a little bit. He already could practically hear the wheels starting to turn in your head. So he opted to keep massaging.

At the start of your relationship you and Austin had hit some bumps in the road about time management and how often you guys were seeing each other. It was really bothering you both to not be together as consistently as you wanted to.

So you two came up with age old idea of Friday date night. A time where no matter if you guys were a whole ocean apart on facetime watching a movie together, dressing up and going to try some new restaurant, or even just staying in tangled up together while someone read to the other. Friday was your guy's night and usually nothing ever came between that.

Ever.

" Oh sounds like your super busy, babe." You whispered out wrapping your arms around yourself a bit.

He sighed noticing, " Yeah it's a jam packed week, honey. So that's why it'll all be worth getting through it to have dinner with you Friday night and then go back to my place to have some...dessert." Austin teased causing a heavy sigh to escape you as you hit him on his knee only encouraging his laughter to get louder.

" Austin don't do that! You had me thinking you had up and abandoned our date-night to have dinner with god knows who, you pointy eared elf. " You insulted never letting him forget his Shannara chronicles days.

Craning his head down laughing he assaulted your cheek and neck with kisses mumbling a " sorry." and a " You know Friday is all about me and my best girl, baby. Always." he affirmed.

And then there it was that gooey feeling that made your cheeks hurt and turned your stomach into a butterfly garden.

This man. That’s it. That’s the thought.

Reaching your hands up to cup his face and bring his lips to yours in a spiderman type kiss, you claimed his lips lovingly before pulling away and saying, " Yeah they are. And they better stay that way buddy."

[that-one-anxious-mango]

Reblogging this snippet cause I don’t think y’all REALLY got into it 🤭💕✨

#ariereposts

hi!

I have an ask!

does reader ever get bratty with austin?

if so what does he do?

love ur wrk :3

hi lovely!

i hope you're doing well! thank you for the ask, and also for reading!

to answer your question, absolutely!!

reader at times does let her bratty side out!

Mostly you can find Austin taming bratty reader when she is tired, annoyed, or truly in an overall bratty mood.

here is an example:

*NFSW*

“ You okay?.” Austin softly whispered softly above you.

All you could do was nod as your body came down from the rather intense high you’d just experienced. Today you got home with a ” little nasty attitude” that you’d unintentionally tried to exert with Austin. But he wasn’t having it, and instead after three strikes, your third being a sideways remark to him during dinner, he'd plucked you up out of your seat right then and took you to the bedroom to try and literally fuck the attitude out of you.  

“ Good.” He sent a shiver through with his touch. “ You did such a good job for me. I know we must be feeling better now, baby.”

Still you just nodded.

“ C’mon and roll over so I can take you to go pee.” He leaned down to press a kiss in his shoulder. 

Instantly at the thought of moving out of your comfortable spot, you shimmed your body away a bit. 

“ Hey.” He curiously laughed as he had never seen you do this before, “ Where do you think you’re going .” He reached out to grasp for your calf but you still managed to scooch away from his touch. 

He frowned, “ Baby, stop it. C’mere so I can take you to the bathroom.” Austin half kneeled on the bed so he could reach up for you.

“ Aus..” You whined, scrambling deeper into the bed and away from his grasp. “ No, wanna sleep. Tired.” 

“ Y/N.” Austin chided, his voice had dropped several octaves so you knew he was beginning to lose some of his patience just the way he had earlier.

Still you continued to crawl deeper into bed. 

It was quiet for a couple of seconds and you could feel the warm embrace of sleep beginning to take hold of you, until it was replaced by the smack and sting of his hand connecting with your ass. Your hand instinctively went to rub at the area but was shooed away by a bigger one.

“ Aus! T- OH!-OW!“ A shriek escaped you at the feeling of your ankle being grabbed and your body dragged down to the edge of the bed.

“ Why are you making me repeat myself? Huh? “ He turned you over. You looked to meet his eyes and they danced again with flickers of annoyance and lust in them.

“ I’m just tired.”  You whimpered.  “ No, honey I don’t think you are. Because if you were you wouldn’t have the energy to be this bratty. Did I not wear this pussy out? She still aching for Daddy's special attention, mama? ” He reached out to run a hand against your puffy and swollen folds making you jump and whine at his touch.

“ After four rounds of splitting you open and stuffing you full, you still have that little nasty attitude, huh.” He purred, grabbing both of your legs to secure them around his waist. "

“ No! Daddy I don’t! I’m jus-Ugh! “ You gasped, feeling him slide back inside of you.

He was quick to attach his hand to your neck, gently pulling just enough.

You squirm underneath him at the intense feeling of his cock dragging through your overworked and sensitive cunt, “ Daddy—please. It’s sensitive.” You whined and pushed at his hand that worked to play at your overstimulated little clit.

“ Shoulda thought of that before. Now c’mon. Be a good girl and take it. Use that attitude baby.” He muttered, sticking his face in the crook of your neck to suck on the spot that made you cream all over him.

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hope this helps

Much love- Arie💚

*mwah*

[that-one-anxious-mango]

Hey guys!

Hope all is well.

Just wanted to let you all know that tomorrow I’ll be posting some of the prompts sent!

For anyone wondering why they’re taking so long it’s because I like to put as much thought and effort into my writing as possible. And I want it all to feel authentic and thought out. Meaning I may write something over and over then delete it fifty times before solidifying something because I want it to be amazing and work that I can be proud of!

Plus I’m a attention to detail addict so I can never commit to just writing a Drabble in thirty minutes lol I always go “ ouu I can connect this to this.” Or “ ah ha this would be so cute to add.” Or even a “ Let me describe the way they just kissed and hugged for five seconds in five hundred words in excruciating detail. lmao

Also I wanted to say to everyone thank you so FREAKING MUCH for all the love. As a POC writer it means a lot to recieve all the love and positivity feedback. It acts as fuel! It means more than you know really. I try to write not only to represent myself but to also help with the representation of those who usually go overlooked here in the realm of fanfic. And make content that I love and many connect with.

Always more on the way!

Never hesitate to interact!

Much love.

Arie 💚

[that-one-anxious-mango]

you’re writing has me swoooooniiiiing 🥰

Awe thank you much! I was so nervous posting it lol But I’m glad you enjoyed it! Stay on the look out for more from this series! *hugs*

[that-one-anxious-mango]

I’ll Bite Em’

Summary: You’re not having a good day, but Austin comes to the rescue after you give him a bit of panic. 

Contents: Tad bit of Angst. With Fluff.  Mentions of childhood trauma Use of Pet names. Loyal Doggo. Concerned Partner. Emotional and vulnerable reader. Implied future smut.  

Austin Butler x Black! Reader

A/N: HI! And welcome to the Days of Our Love series. I was inspired to start this series by none other than @cevansbrat0007​ after throughly enjoying her growing pains series (which is bomb go check it out.) I really liked her style of piecing together one-shots to create one big story universe! It’s super dope! SO I thought I’d give it a try! Hope you like it!

PS This is very first publishing on here. Would love feedback :)

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Today just wasn't your day.

And what did you do on days like these? You put on an old comfy sweater and go sit on your bathroom floor to cry.

That's exactly what you were doing now and had been doing since you'd arrived back to your shared loft about two hours ago.

Although some may think it was probably a peculiar place to come and drown your sorrows, it wasn't for you. Infact, even as a youth and teen growing up whenever you needed a place to just be and let it out, you opted for your bathroom. And maybe that was part in partial to you never having a door on your room as a kid.

Parentals weren't big on privacy.

So the habit just stuck.

And now here you were. Back against the door of your bathroom trying to let out all the days frustrations and quickly clean up your face before Austin got home.

It wasn't that you didn't feel enough comfortable around your boyfriend, or you couldn't cry around him. It was that you didn't really feel comfortable crying around anybody. So, you just wouldn't want him to think you were pushing him away or have him feel offended because you didn't want him to see you like this. It was just a you..thing. Plus, with everything going on with press interviews and preimeres. Why burden the man.

Hell, you'd already practically gave Magnus a heart attack at the way you sobbed when you'd first entered the home and seen the excited pup who was expecting an equally excited human to greet him. Instead, as soon as you had shut front door to the outside world you had broken down against the wall for a bit. Magnus had immediately gone into action jumping your legs and producing tiny barks and whines that you figured translated into, ' Oh my gosh who am I gonna bite ' and ' You dumb human lean down here so I can love! '.

And through hiccupped breaths you'd managed to keep telling the concerned creature that you were fine as he followed you through the house and up the stairs to the bedroom whining all the while listening to your sniffles as you changed out of your clothes.

You then had to practically pry him off your ankles from trying to follow you into the bathroom.

So now he laid faithfully on the other side of the door huffing and whining for to just open the damn door and let his wet kisses and puppy breath fix all your problems.

But you'd be fine.

You just had to finish having your moment and be out before Austin got home at six thirty.

You used your phone to check the time.

5:12

Perfect.

You sighed closing your eyes and leaning you head back in peace.

The peace then lasted all of twenty-five seconds before you heard the chime of the home security system followed your man's voice calling out through the place.

Well, I’ll be damned.

" Hey baby it's me. Baz decided last minute that he wanted to rewrite one of the scenes that was supposed to be shot today. So, it got pushed back and I got to come home early to my best girl and hound." You heard him announce. Right now, he was probably walking into the living room expecting to see you in some type of lounge wear binging an afternoon show with Magnus ideally sitting on your thigh.

And you were right.

As soon as Austin hadn't heard you immediately respond back, he figured you were head deep into a show and didn't hear a word he'd said. It'd had happened a few times.

Setting his keys and belongings on the kitchen island chair he chuckled to himself thinking about what you could possibly be watching today. But instead, he was taken aback to see the empty dark room.

No you. No Magnus either.

Weird. He thought.

But brushed off the thought when he then figured that you may be in your office with your headphones in going over some type of new screen play with a comatose Magnus at your feet.

Making his way there he popped open the door and felt slightly uneasy seeing all the lights off in the seemingly untouched space.

Alright what's going on? He thought.

He knew you had to be home since your car had been in the garage when he'd pulled in. And plus, he couldn't remember you texting him earlier of any plans to be out you had.

Raking his brain in building worry as he climbed the stairs, he called out again,   " Sugar mama! Baby, You up here? "

You could hear the slight octave drop in his voice that was laced with slight concern making your eyes begin to water.  This is exactly what didn't want. To make him upset.

The closer his footsteps got the tighter your chest felt.

Entering into the room Austin could feel a small bit of relief wash through his body at seeing your belongings spread on the bed and side table.

So where were you?

And then he popped in his head.

Bathroom.

His baby was probably in the shower on second set of your world tour singing to your hearts content while you got clean.

And Austin couldn't wait to be your personal background singer. A small smile returning to his face as he turned the corner of the bedroom to be met with a dreary looking Magnus posted by the door.

His lips set into a line bending down to rub the dog's head in greeting, " Hey bubs? What ya' sitting out here looking so sad for? Huh? You sad because Mama is in the bathroom? " He inquired earning a low whine.

He couldn't help but be affected by the hound's little pout, " Don't worry. I'm gonna go in and we'll both be out in a little bit. Maybe then we can see if we can convince Mama to go on an evening walk with us. How that sound? " He watched the dogs head slightly lift at the mention of a walk.

Grinning Austin patted Magnus's head once more before standing up to knock on the door making you hold in the whimper that wanted to escape your hoarse throat as you hugged your body tighter.

" Y/N. Sweetheart it's just me. " He informed reaching to turn the doorknob, only for a sense of shock to waft in him upon seeing it wouldn't budge. It was locked.

You never locked doors. Ever.

Even when you took time to tend to not so appealing humanly functions, usually at the sound of Austin's feet on the floor you'd just let him know the spot was occupied and you'd soon be out.

So, all this put together with the fact that he didn't hear the faint hum of water cascading at all made his stomach drop and him begin to more aggressively shake the knob.

" Y/N baby you in there? You, okay? Why's the door locked, Sweetheart? C'mon and open it for me." He spoke managing to let a little bit of panic slip out in his tone.

Taking a deep breath, you composed yourself to reply while trying to hide any sort of out of the ordinary sound in your voice, " Y-yeah baby I'm fine, " you rang back clearing your throat, " I'm just in here cleaning myself up a bit. That's all babe. I'm fine." You finished slowly raising up from the floor to go to the sink to wash the dried tears away and make your eyes as less red and puffy as possible.

Uh Uh. That's not right. Was Austin's immediate thought.

Even though you'd covered up most of the emotion in your talk, Austin could still pick out the parts that slipped making him all the more anxious for you to open the door.

He most definitely needed to see you. Now.

" Okay.  But I hear you sound fine every day, and this doesn't sound it. Come and open the door, darling. Would you please. I need to see your face, Y/N. And I think our little guy down here does too." He looked down at Magnus who'd begun to softly paw at the bottom door opening. " Hes out here getting antsier than a bat about to take a driver's test. And I understand the feeling."

From the sink where you were dabbing your eyes you could see the little paws poking underneath the door. And then a tiny huffing nose.

Awe. Your little guy was such a sweetie pie. Always wanting to comfort and love upon you and Austin all the time. He was definitely your cuddle bug. You loved him to death.

Too bad you needed him to beat it. Along with his sweet owner.

" Here I come babe. Just one second." You continued dabbing at your puffy under eyes. Your eyes themselves had slightly dimmed in color but not much. They still looked as if someone had poured faint cherry paint in them.

"Alright. Cause I wanna see those pretty brown eyes baby. Bad." He said thinking about you.

Fuck. Fuckity. Fuck. FUCK.

He's gonna know something’s wrong.

Then your mind shifted.

He already knows.

And you knew that already deep down in your gut.

You could hear his heavy sigh on the other side of the door where he was leaned up against it. Still trying to hold on to the sliver of patience he could hold waiting for you to open it up so he could settle the thumping sensation in his chest. He hadn't really ever seen you like this. Upset before? Sure. Upset like this? Never.

Taking a last look, you wanted to cry then all over again looking at your appearance.

You looked nuts.

You had a scarf over your box braids. One of Austin's long sweaters hung on your body, and you had mix matched poka dot fuzzy socks on. And your eyes looked like someone had squeezed lemons in them. Great! Taking the sleeve of the sweater you brush back a stray tear that left your face as you reached to face the man on the other side.

You settled on doing a countdown to five.

One.

Fuck I don't think I can do this.

Two

I'm pretty sure that I'm gonna hurl.

Three

SHIT SHIT SHIT

Four

He's gonna look so upset I can't take it.

Five

Last chance to abort!

You silenced your thoughts turning the lock and hearing the click signaling it unlocked, you didn't even get a chance to pull the handle before the door was thrusted open revealing your boyfriend leaned against the doorframe with panic written all over his face slightly disheveled.

You could see his body was stiff while his eyes raked your body for any sign of hurt or trouble. But once his eyes finally came back up to your face that was turned away from him staring off to the side. The ache of wanting to be closer thickened in Austin to let his hand find its way to side gently pulling you into his warm chest.

Accepting you wrapped your arms around his midriff proceeding to smush your face into his chest. It felt good to feel his warm body against yours. He snaked his other arms around your waist placing them tightly there as if it was his way of ensuring you weren't going to run off and hide again.  

Even though he wanted to ask you a full report of who? what? when? And where?

He could sense you didn't need that right now.

Rather, he held you as close as he could and began backing yourselves up together all the way to the bed. Turning he slowly lowered himself down on the bed bringing you down against him until you both lie still tangled up with each other in safe silence.

He knew one of your favorite things do was just to just lay up like this and just talk. It was one of the ways he figured out to get you to open up earlier in your relationship when you were just starting out. And it didn't matter where either. Bed, Floor, Hammock.                                                                                  

     Hell, you guys had laid for hours on the ground of Austin's backyard at his old condo looking up at the black sky sprinkled with stars while you both talked about dreams and such. That was also the night he'd asked you to be his girlfriend.

That night quickly became one of the best one's of his entire life.

That's why it troubled him so to see you like this.

Taking his hand to your back, he used his fingertips to lightly draw circles against you as he pieces together what he was going to say next. Meanwhile you were too busy enjoying being enveloped in his warmth and the melodic thump of his heart.

It was serene.

You could hear the muffled sound in his chest of speech as he started to talk, " Now, " He began, " I don't exactly know what happened today. But I figured tonight I won't pry or make you bring up things that you've been carrying with you all day. You've had enough of that. Hopefully we'll be able to talk about whatever it is over some breakfast tomorrow. " He rubbed your back sensing how more relaxed your body was since he'd started doing it.

" With that being said though, I do want to say that since we've been together, I have noticed that when it comes to things bothering you. You aren't always exactly forthright or quick to tell me, and you sometimes hesitate to come and talk to me. And I don't know if it's because you think I'm too busy, or not interested, which I seriously hope not, or even if you feel scared to come and tell me things. Which I definitely hope isn't true." He listed making you sigh.

A tad bit.

" But with you, God, and that pudgy dog in the corner as my witnesses" He teased earning a small giggle from you which satisfied him, " I want you to know that you are without a shadow of a doubt. THEE. Most important thing in my life. Meaning that no matter where I am or who I'm with you should feel comfortable enough to pick up a phone and call me at the slightest feeling of uncertainty or trouble. Not text, baby. Call. " He emphasized by slightly moving to gently squeeze your shoulder.

“I never wanna see you have to get so worked up to the point to where you feel like you need to lock yourself away from me and everything else. I don’t particularly like that baby.” 

" Because everyone around me knows how important you are to me, and I need you to know too! These arms are always ready to be your safe place and I wanna always here for every little thing no matterwhat or where I am." He stated.

Shifting upward a little bit Austin moved so he'd be able to softly cup your chin making you look up to stare into his cobalt eyes that contrasted your carob ones. You could tell that what he was about to say next was important, " I love you, Y/N Y/L/N. That's not changing. And I ain't going nowhere no time soon so I don't care how long it'll take until you fully understand that all of these things I've said to you, I mean it. But trust that one day you won't hesitate, okay?

You nodded not taking your eyes off his. You could feel prickles of water stinging your waterline. What a man.

" Uh Uh, baby. I need to hear your pretty voice say it." The sternness in his voice involuntarily sent a chill down your body.

" Yes, I understand." You spoke making his cheeks break out into a grin.

" Good because the next person you come and tell me is bothering my girl. I'll bite 'em'" He goofed playfully nipping at your exposed cheek. You laughed along with his huskier baritone at the antics.

" Now that we've got this settled. How about we take our hound dog out for a little walk to the Totem to get us a little treat. " He offered brushing his thumb over your burning cheek.

You swore every time he touched you, it was like a match being dragged on your skin. But in the best possible way.

" I'd like that." You agreed.

" Mhmm. And then maybe when we get back, I might have a treat of my own to give you." You proposed pushing you finger to run along his bottom lip.

" I'd like that." He echoed leaning down to capture your lips against his sending you into a fit of giggles once you felt his hands tickle your sides.

[that-one-anxious-mango]

They’re just extra cute lol ✨ my babies 💕🥹

I’ll Bite Em’

Summary: You’re not having a good day, but Austin comes to the rescue after you give him a bit of panic. 

Contents: Tad bit of Angst. With Fluff.  Mentions of childhood trauma Use of Pet names. Loyal Doggo. Concerned Partner. Emotional and vulnerable reader. Implied future smut.  

Austin Butler x Black! Reader

A/N: HI! And welcome to the Days of Our Love series. I was inspired to start this series by none other than @cevansbrat0007​ after throughly enjoying her growing pains series (which is bomb go check it out.) I really liked her style of piecing together one-shots to create one big story universe! It’s super dope! SO I thought I’d give it a try! Hope you like it!

PS This is very first publishing on here. Would love feedback :)

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Today just wasn’t your day.

And what did you do on days like these? You put on an old comfy sweater and go sit on your bathroom floor to cry.

That’s exactly what you were doing now and had been doing since you’d arrived back to your shared loft about two hours ago.

Although some may think it was probably a peculiar place to come and drown your sorrows, it wasn’t for you. Infact, even as a youth and teen growing up whenever you needed a place to just be and let it out, you opted for your bathroom. And maybe that was part in partial to you never having a door on your room as a kid.

Parentals weren’t big on privacy.

So the habit just stuck.

And now here you were. Back against the door of your bathroom trying to let out all the days frustrations and quickly clean up your face before Austin got home.

It wasn’t that you didn’t feel enough comfortable around your boyfriend, or you couldn’t cry around him. It was that you didn’t really feel comfortable crying around anybody. So, you just wouldn’t want him to think you were pushing him away or have him feel offended because you didn’t want him to see you like this. It was just a you..thing. Plus, with everything going on with press interviews and preimeres. Why burden the man.

Hell, you’d already practically gave Magnus a heart attack at the way you sobbed when you’d first entered the home and seen the excited pup who was expecting an equally excited human to greet him. Instead, as soon as you had shut front door to the outside world you had broken down against the wall for a bit. Magnus had immediately gone into action jumping your legs and producing tiny barks and whines that you figured translated into, ’ Oh my gosh who am I gonna bite ’ and ’ You dumb human lean down here so I can love! ’.

And through hiccupped breaths you’d managed to keep telling the concerned creature that you were fine as he followed you through the house and up the stairs to the bedroom whining all the while listening to your sniffles as you changed out of your clothes.

You then had to practically pry him off your ankles from trying to follow you into the bathroom.

So now he laid faithfully on the other side of the door huffing and whining for to just open the damn door and let his wet kisses and puppy breath fix all your problems.

But you’d be fine.

You just had to finish having your moment and be out before Austin got home at six thirty.

You used your phone to check the time.

5:12

Perfect.

You sighed closing your eyes and leaning you head back in peace.

The peace then lasted all of twenty-five seconds before you heard the chime of the home security system followed your man’s voice calling out through the place.

Well, I’ll be damned.

“ Hey baby it’s me. Baz decided last minute that he wanted to rewrite one of the scenes that was supposed to be shot today. So, it got pushed back and I got to come home early to my best girl and hound.” You heard him announce. Right now, he was probably walking into the living room expecting to see you in some type of lounge wear binging an afternoon show with Magnus ideally sitting on your thigh.

And you were right.

As soon as Austin hadn’t heard you immediately respond back, he figured you were head deep into a show and didn’t hear a word he’d said. It’d had happened a few times.

Setting his keys and belongings on the kitchen island chair he chuckled to himself thinking about what you could possibly be watching today. But instead, he was taken aback to see the empty dark room.

No you. No Magnus either.

Weird. He thought.

But brushed off the thought when he then figured that you may be in your office with your headphones in going over some type of new screen play with a comatose Magnus at your feet.

Making his way there he popped open the door and felt slightly uneasy seeing all the lights off in the seemingly untouched space.

Alright what’s going on? He thought.

He knew you had to be home since your car had been in the garage when he’d pulled in. And plus, he couldn’t remember you texting him earlier of any plans to be out you had.

Raking his brain in building worry as he climbed the stairs, he called out again,   " Sugar mama! Baby, You up here? “

You could hear the slight octave drop in his voice that was laced with slight concern making your eyes begin to water.  This is exactly what didn’t want. To make him upset.

The closer his footsteps got the tighter your chest felt.

Entering into the room Austin could feel a small bit of relief wash through his body at seeing your belongings spread on the bed and side table.

So where were you?

And then he popped in his head.

Bathroom.

His baby was probably in the shower on second set of your world tour singing to your hearts content while you got clean.

And Austin couldn’t wait to be your personal background singer. A small smile returning to his face as he turned the corner of the bedroom to be met with a dreary looking Magnus posted by the door.

His lips set into a line bending down to rub the dog’s head in greeting, ” Hey bubs? What ya’ sitting out here looking so sad for? Huh? You sad because Mama is in the bathroom? “ He inquired earning a low whine.

He couldn’t help but be affected by the hound’s little pout, ” Don’t worry. I’m gonna go in and we’ll both be out in a little bit. Maybe then we can see if we can convince Mama to go on an evening walk with us. How that sound? “ He watched the dogs head slightly lift at the mention of a walk.

Grinning Austin patted Magnus’s head once more before standing up to knock on the door making you hold in the whimper that wanted to escape your hoarse throat as you hugged your body tighter.

” Y/N. Sweetheart it’s just me. “ He informed reaching to turn the doorknob, only for a sense of shock to waft in him upon seeing it wouldn’t budge. It was locked.

You never locked doors. Ever.

Even when you took time to tend to not so appealing humanly functions, usually at the sound of Austin’s feet on the floor you’d just let him know the spot was occupied and you’d soon be out.

So, all this put together with the fact that he didn’t hear the faint hum of water cascading at all made his stomach drop and him begin to more aggressively shake the knob.

” Y/N baby you in there? You, okay? Why’s the door locked, Sweetheart? C'mon and open it for me.“ He spoke managing to let a little bit of panic slip out in his tone.

Taking a deep breath, you composed yourself to reply while trying to hide any sort of out of the ordinary sound in your voice, ” Y-yeah baby I’m fine, “ you rang back clearing your throat, ” I’m just in here cleaning myself up a bit. That’s all babe. I’m fine.“ You finished slowly raising up from the floor to go to the sink to wash the dried tears away and make your eyes as less red and puffy as possible.

Uh Uh. That’s not right. Was Austin’s immediate thought.

Even though you’d covered up most of the emotion in your talk, Austin could still pick out the parts that slipped making him all the more anxious for you to open the door.

He most definitely needed to see you. Now.

” Okay.  But I hear you sound fine every day, and this doesn’t sound it. Come and open the door, darling. Would you please. I need to see your face, Y/N. And I think our little guy down here does too.“ He looked down at Magnus who’d begun to softly paw at the bottom door opening. ” Hes out here getting antsier than a bat about to take a driver’s test. And I understand the feeling.“

From the sink where you were dabbing your eyes you could see the little paws poking underneath the door. And then a tiny huffing nose.

Awe. Your little guy was such a sweetie pie. Always wanting to comfort and love upon you and Austin all the time. He was definitely your cuddle bug. You loved him to death.

Too bad you needed him to beat it. Along with his sweet owner.

” Here I come babe. Just one second.“ You continued dabbing at your puffy under eyes. Your eyes themselves had slightly dimmed in color but not much. They still looked as if someone had poured faint cherry paint in them.

“Alright. Cause I wanna see those pretty brown eyes baby. Bad.” He said thinking about you.

Fuck. Fuckity. Fuck. FUCK.

He’s gonna know something’s wrong.

Then your mind shifted.

He already knows.

And you knew that already deep down in your gut.

You could hear his heavy sigh on the other side of the door where he was leaned up against it. Still trying to hold on to the sliver of patience he could hold waiting for you to open it up so he could settle the thumping sensation in his chest. He hadn’t really ever seen you like this. Upset before? Sure. Upset like this? Never.

Taking a last look, you wanted to cry then all over again looking at your appearance.

You looked nuts.

You had a scarf over your box braids. One of Austin’s long sweaters hung on your body, and you had mix matched poka dot fuzzy socks on. And your eyes looked like someone had squeezed lemons in them. Great! Taking the sleeve of the sweater you brush back a stray tear that left your face as you reached to face the man on the other side.

You settled on doing a countdown to five.

One.

Fuck I don’t think I can do this.

Two

I’m pretty sure that I’m gonna hurl.

Three

SHIT SHIT SHIT

Four

He’s gonna look so upset I can’t take it.

Five

Last chance to abort!

You silenced your thoughts turning the lock and hearing the click signaling it unlocked, you didn’t even get a chance to pull the handle before the door was thrusted open revealing your boyfriend leaned against the doorframe with panic written all over his face slightly disheveled.

You could see his body was stiff while his eyes raked your body for any sign of hurt or trouble. But once his eyes finally came back up to your face that was turned away from him staring off to the side. The ache of wanting to be closer thickened in Austin to let his hand find its way to side gently pulling you into his warm chest.

Accepting you wrapped your arms around his midriff proceeding to smush your face into his chest. It felt good to feel his warm body against yours. He snaked his other arms around your waist placing them tightly there as if it was his way of ensuring you weren’t going to run off and hide again.  

Even though he wanted to ask you a full report of who? what? when? And where?

He could sense you didn’t need that right now.

Rather, he held you as close as he could and began backing yourselves up together all the way to the bed. Turning he slowly lowered himself down on the bed bringing you down against him until you both lie still tangled up with each other in safe silence.

He knew one of your favorite things do was just to just lay up like this and just talk. It was one of the ways he figured out to get you to open up earlier in your relationship when you were just starting out. And it didn’t matter where either. Bed, Floor, Hammock.                                                                                  

     Hell, you guys had laid for hours on the ground of Austin’s backyard at his old condo looking up at the black sky sprinkled with stars while you both talked about dreams and such. That was also the night he’d asked you to be his girlfriend.

That night quickly became one of the best one’s of his entire life.

That’s why it troubled him so to see you like this.

Taking his hand to your back, he used his fingertips to lightly draw circles against you as he pieces together what he was going to say next. Meanwhile you were too busy enjoying being enveloped in his warmth and the melodic thump of his heart.

It was serene.

You could hear the muffled sound in his chest of speech as he started to talk, “ Now, ” He began, “ I don’t exactly know what happened today. But I figured tonight I won’t pry or make you bring up things that you’ve been carrying with you all day. You’ve had enough of that. Hopefully we’ll be able to talk about whatever it is over some breakfast tomorrow. ” He rubbed your back sensing how more relaxed your body was since he’d started doing it.

“ With that being said though, I do want to say that since we’ve been together, I have noticed that when it comes to things bothering you. You aren’t always exactly forthright or quick to tell me, and you sometimes hesitate to come and talk to me. And I don’t know if it’s because you think I’m too busy, or not interested, which I seriously hope not, or even if you feel scared to come and tell me things. Which I definitely hope isn’t true.” He listed making you sigh.

A tad bit.

“ But with you, God, and that pudgy dog in the corner as my witnesses” He teased earning a small giggle from you which satisfied him, “ I want you to know that you are without a shadow of a doubt. THEE. Most important thing in my life. Meaning that no matter where I am or who I’m with you should feel comfortable enough to pick up a phone and call me at the slightest feeling of uncertainty or trouble. Not text, baby. Call. ” He emphasized by slightly moving to gently squeeze your shoulder.

“I never wanna see you have to get so worked up to the point to where you feel like you need to lock yourself away from me and everything else. I don’t particularly like that baby.” 

“ Because everyone around me knows how important you are to me, and I need you to know too! These arms are always ready to be your safe place and I wanna always here for every little thing no matterwhat or where I am.” He stated.

Shifting upward a little bit Austin moved so he’d be able to softly cup your chin making you look up to stare into his cobalt eyes that contrasted your carob ones. You could tell that what he was about to say next was important, “ I love you, Y/N Y/L/N. That’s not changing. And I ain’t going nowhere no time soon so I don’t care how long it’ll take until you fully understand that all of these things I’ve said to you, I mean it. But trust that one day you won’t hesitate, okay?

You nodded not taking your eyes off his. You could feel prickles of water stinging your waterline. What a man.

” Uh Uh, baby. I need to hear your pretty voice say it.“ The sternness in his voice involuntarily sent a chill down your body.

” Yes, I understand.“ You spoke making his cheeks break out into a grin.

” Good because the next person you come and tell me is bothering my girl. I’ll bite ‘em’“ He goofed playfully nipping at your exposed cheek. You laughed along with his huskier baritone at the antics.

” Now that we’ve got this settled. How about we take our hound dog out for a little walk to the Totem to get us a little treat. “ He offered brushing his thumb over your burning cheek.

You swore every time he touched you, it was like a match being dragged on your skin. But in the best possible way.

” I’d like that.“ You agreed.

” Mhmm. And then maybe when we get back, I might have a treat of my own to give you.“ You proposed pushing you finger to run along his bottom lip.

” I’d like that.“ He echoed leaning down to capture your lips against his sending you into a fit of giggles once you felt his hands tickle your sides.

[pennyroyalcreep]

😯

how did Austin react to when the reader called him daddy for the first time??

Um..Daddy?..

Summary: Austin officially becomes daddy after a interesting encounter.

Contents: Lots of swearing. Daddy Kink ✨Comforting of Reader. SoftDom! Austin Sleepy Magnus. Mentions of Alcohol. Light Smut. Overall cuteness. Minors DNI

AN: Hey everyone 👋🏾 Arie here with another #mangoasks prompt. Hope everyone likes it and I did it justice. First time writing something smutty on here so be nice and let me know how I did! Happy Reading!

Much love! *hugs*

Arie 💚

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Pulling into the parking lot of your apartment complex, Austin parked his Audi A5 Sportblack to reach over into the passenger seat to grab his phone that laid next to a full bouquet of chrysanthemums.

Aussie Poo :) : i'm outside sweetheart.

Best Girl 💖: Okay. Just come up babe. Still getting ready.

Aussie Poo :) :  okay.

Grabbing the flowers and getting out he ventured into the five story building going up to the second floor knocking on door 202.

Almost instantly hearing the small barks and scratching of little paws he could also hear a loud " Coming !" Sound off before the door popped open revealing a rather chipper you.

Damn. He thought. Every time he’d see you it was like you found a way to look finer than the last time he’d seen you.

When Austin had saw the way the light washed jeans you wore sat right on your nicely shaped ass and your pushed up cleavage peeking through the rose pink v-neck sweater you had on.

He unfortunately felt the need to adjust himself become prominent.

" Hi baby." You greeted wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him down into what you intended to be a innocent kiss. Austin cupped your waist.

As soon as your lips fixed themselves to his you melted into his touch, going to squeal in his mouth a little when you he decided to deepen the embrace by letting his tongue slide into your mouth smoothly.  He pulled back a second,             " Hey, Sugar Mama. " He rasped continuing to his sweet assault on your now semi swollen lips.

Feeling yourself starting to get a little too hot, you moved away breathing faster than normal, " Looks like someone kind of missed me, huh."  You teased going back to your bedroom to finish up what needed to be done.

" You have no idea. Austin called after you shutting the door behind him and scooping up a excited Magnus whom gave puppy kisses, rounding the corner to have a seat on the couch plopping him down in his lap.

" So how was the table read earlier, babe? " You loudly asked staring down at the two pairs of earrings in your hand trying to decide. Pearls or Silver hoops.

" Uh, it was okay. Baz is excited to get out there and start filming. Talking about all the different things like set designs and a couple of scenes he wants to specifically go over with Tom and I." He replied rubbing the content hound's head repeatedly who soundly laid. His eyes were scanning the room just casually looking around, and they hadn't meant to see what they saw.

But they did.

Next to the couch on the end table sat your wide open computer displaying what looked to be your open tumblr account on a post that read:

I can't wait to have a soft domdaddy to love and fuck my brains out!

And under it was a crimson heart indicating that you'd liked the post.

To say he was still a little shocked would be accurate but not totally surprised after a encounter the two of you had, had a few weeks back.

You’d gone out with some of your friends to celebrate a job promotion one of them had gotten. And in a rare rum filled moment had resulted in you getting a little more tipsy than you intended. Prompting a interesting response to a text from Austin.

Aussie Poo :) : i know you’re out having a good time baby. but don’t forget to text me when you all get back to Lana’s place safe.

Aussie Poo:) : need to know that your okay. call me if you need me babe.

Best Girl 💖: THANK YOU! I WILL LOVE YOU DADDY.

When he’d seen it he’d been little stunned, but instead of freaking out he laughed to himself and looked across the bed to a curled up Magnus whom he was pet sitting, “ What am I gonna do with your Mama, Magnus? Huh? “ 

After he’d seen you the next day at brunch in all your hungover glory, he hinted at the message to you but never brought it up directly when he’d noticed your apprehension to it. 

Had you seen what your very inebriated self had said. Hell Yeah!

Were you about to address like a grown instead ignoring it and hoping it went away. Fuck NO!

You had walked on eggshells the entire meal hoping that he wouldn’t be like the last ex and bring it up to minorly degrade you for your not-so vanilla thoughts about sex.

Now the two of you in the span of your seventh month relationship had made out thousands of times, dry humped to the point of near chaffing, and as of recent you had let Austin have the precious honor of beautifully deflowering your last innocent petal.

Still every encounter you'd had since then had been pretty vanilla though.

It was true to say that he wasn't completely unfamiliar with the idea, years ago when he and Vanessa were together they had toyed with the idea of a Dom/Sub dynamic. Ultimately when it came down to it, Vanessa wanted to opt to keep their relationship plainly vanilla.

But he'd be lying if he said that during the experimentation that he didn't like it....because he did.....quite a bit.

He also knew that you read fanfiction a little and had seem some of your steamy novels you owned when skimming through your book shelf.

Still you'd never directly or soberly brought it up!

So right now even the slightest idea that you may have been considering taking on this kind of  commitment into your guy's relationship, not only intrigued his curiosity but it also made his dick jump.

While he sat there toying with the newfound idea he'd entirely forgotten where he was, which meant that he'd accidentally been ignoring you.

Hence when you all of a sudden appeared infront of him, he was taken aback blinking hard for a few seconds trying to refocus his whole attention to you, " I'm sorry, mama. What'd you say? I accidentally zoned out for a minute."

Giving his a odd look you said, " Originally I asked what time did the movie start. Then I didn't hear you say anything back so I came out to see if you're okay?" You expressed moving one of your goddess braids away from your face so you could analyze his expression better.

Internally he laughed smiling at your concern, " Yeah, honey. I'm fine. Just thinking is all. Don't you go worrying that pretty little head either." He affirmed knowing how sometimes could unintentionally work yourself about things.

" You sure? " You questioned moving to now standing in-between his legs rubbing alone hand up his chest.

" Absolutely." He said shooting you a smile, " Now go on and go finish up. So we won't be late." He released you gently nudging you forward.

Nodding you walked away hearing him call after you, " And make sure you grab a nice size jacket, honey. Can't have my baby getting sick."

You playfully rolled your eyes giggling at your always overprotective man, " Okay dad! " You loudly goofed back.

Hearing you Austin quietly chuckled at the all too ironic comment.

He took it as a sign.

I guess now or never! He thought before responding, " Did you mean to say okay daddy, baby?"

When the words reached your ears your heart had dropped to the soles of your shoes.

What the fuck?!

Panic had begun to sink in.

The message the other night!

Shit! I thought he forgot!

What did he know?!

And then in your distraught haze..it hit you!

You didn't close your computer!

Your tumblr open!

FUCK!

And in that moment instead of responding you just in a split decision decided not to respond, instead just choosing to continue your accessory assessments.  

Ignore and pretend.

Which in the end you should have known was a mistake, " Baby..." Austin's voice bounced off the walls.

He sat waiting for you to respond playing with his fingers. Magnus had now abandoned him for his bed on the other side of the room.

Had he scared you off?

Cause that certainly wasn't at all the intention.

When he didn't hear anything back after a while, he decided to go see for himself getting up from his seat.

Your heart thumped the closer you heard his footsteps getting. Bracing yourself for what you knew was probably going to happen next.

The beginning would be the " this isn't gonna work out.", Or the " this is too weird." And hopefully not the age old, " it's not you, it's me."

Because who wanted to hear that.

Pricks of wetness started gathering at your waterline and your palms felt hot.

Once finally he reached your bedroom, he saw you standing there at your vanity aimlessly playing around with little knick knacks.

Obviously trying to calm yourself, you could hear him softly closing the door behind him.

Slowly walking over, he stood behind you lightly slipping his arm past you to gently take the little lip balm out of your hand you'd been fiddling with replacing it with his own, interlocking your fingers together. He used his other hand to slowly lift up your head so you were forced to face the reflections of you two.

Resting his head down on your shoulder he pressed your backside against him even more firmly making your body's natural reaction to relax into his touch set in.

Feeling more mild you figured that you'd might as well start before he could get a chance to say anything, just rip off the band-aid and do you both a favor. " So I take it you seen? " You managed out still avoiding his gaze in the mirror.

" Yeah..I did." He confirmed and that's when the waterworks started.

" Hey..hey...hey." He cooed, " None of that. I hope I'm not seeing any tears of shame in those pretty eyes, baby. Because there ain't nothing shameful about his. You hear me? You don't ever need to hide your curiosities from me."

You paused a minute.

" So you don't think it's weird...or gross..or anything." You sniffled staring straight in his eyes.

" No baby I don't....If anything I-I think it would kind of suit us..."

The stare you were giving each other felt even more intense, like you were pouring yourselves into each other without stopping at the ' fill here line'.  

" Especially if this is something you wanna seriously explore....I'm more than willing." He confused rubbing your stomach soothingly.

" Really." You quipped, " You mean it..."

Part of you couldn't...no rather, wanted to refuse what you were hearing could be true.

You felt him tense behind you, " Now baby I told you before, I won't lie to you. Ever no matter what. So that shouldn't be a question." He reminded you of the promise he'd made.

" Yes really, baby. I mean from what bit of knowledge I have, a Dom, as they call it is suppose to be all about leading and protecting their Sub. And be able to supply endless love and stability. Caring for them not only physically, but more importantly mentally." He explained.

" And baby that's everything I wanna be for you outside the bedroom, let alone in it."

Your cheeks flushed hard and your heart was starting to get that gooey feeling in it that you'd come to love.

" But the real question is..." He started moving his head so his mouth was teasingly hovering over your clavicle moving a few of your braids out the way, Are you ready to willing submit yourself to me?"

" Ready to trust me enough to let me lead and guide you, baby."

" To let me protect and care for you. Fulfil your needs and desires but still keeping you humble and discipline. And to make love and fuck your brains out when called for." He jested making you giggle at his comment.

" Are you really ready for me to your daddy, baby?" He finished pinning light pecks on you.

You were stunned at this declaration, it felt so sweetly intense and you could only just stare deeply in your heavy trance giving a mindless nod.

Only a second later you could feel his hand slide slowly down your back until it reached your ass giving it a particularly tight squeeze causing you to intake a breath to suppress a whine.

" I don't think that's a proper answer, baby." Austin's breath fleeted across the back of your neck from how close he was. " Try it, again."

You now felt like you had the biggest lump of coal in your throat, and a ever bigger heartbeat in your pussy.

" Yes, Daddy. I-I am." You shakily corrected yourself, not knowing how much more restraint you could muster before you tried to turn around straight up jump his bones.

The grip he had on you now was even firmer and it felt so good...too good. The hand that was on your ass previously, had now snacked it's way to lightly grip at your neck. Just pressing down hard enough to leave you feebly breathless. Pulling you back to leave no room between the swelling erection he hand and your tender ass. You really were suppressing yourself now and the slight burning moans that wanted to escape your throat.

Thinking that he wouldn't take note, even though he of course had, Austin spoke, " Baby you remember the safe word that you used a couple weeks ago."

" Yes, Daddy. I do." You replied almost to eagerly remembering how not to long ago he had taken you so well on his kitchen floor that in the middle of the escapade a space word had to be made.

Fun times.

At this point you'd say anything to sedate the yearning feeling that your body had taken on.

" Repeat it for me, now?"

" Peach."

He groaned in approval, " Good girl" He praised unexpectedly dampening the small puddle that was beginning to form in your panties.

" Going forward at any point of what we're about to do, you start to feel uncomfortable you better not hesitate to use your words, understand."

" Yes, Daddy."

" That's my best girl. Now, raise your arms up for me, honey." He commanded helping you to remove your sweater. Moving his hands to run his fingertips to your front bra clasp unhooking it, letting the yellow and pink garment fall.

Next he moved to rid you of your jeans and matching underwear to leave you bare as the day you were born.

From behind you could hear the familiar rustling of Austin's pants and boxers being discarded along with his shirt. So the only thing you felt was the cool sensations of his rings against your skin. He purposely pushed forward pressing himself against you, and you couldn't help the almost now near painful drumming from your pussy reach a new high.

" Place your hands on the top of the table and lean forward, sweetheart." His voice practically oozed sex.

Obliging quickly feeling one of his hands come upon the small of your back gently guiding you to his desired arch. Until he kept going opting to run a shallow touch all the way down your embarrassingly dripping slit.

Dropping your head a bit in anticipation, you yelped once you felt his slightly calloused hand go straight to sting your ass. Allowing a thumb to move over the newly tingling skin.

" Eyes forward on Daddy, babygirl. Keep your head up or I'll keep it up for you. " He growled.

  " Okay." You breathed wanting to test the new-found waters a little bit.

Just how far could you push him?

And just like you thought another blow even rougher than the last was administered, but this time you didn't quell the whimper that left you.

" You must want to not be able to sit down for the next couple of days, huh honey. Cause you're being real hard headed. And you know they say a hard head makes a soft ass." He rasped.

   You bit your lip hiding a moan. Impatiently sticking your ass out more trying to silently tell of your need.

He continued his torture, " tsk tsk, somebody needs to have some patience." Causing a improper whine to leave you. And at that sound him nor his dick could take it anymore.

Once you felt him finally start to ease into you, you wanted to let go right then ( especially hearing the sounds he made), but you instead trying focusing on trying to control your non-existent breathing while he pushed in further until you could feel him at your brim welcoming the achingly delicious stretch you were finding yourself becoming completely addicted to.

After a few seconds of stillness you broke, “ Daddy…please move.” You asked in want.

Chuckling he pulled all the way back out making you whine in protest, “ You sure you want me to move, honey?”

Huffing you knew the game he was playing but you were borderline desperate at this point, Yes daddy. I want you pound into me.” You moaned

Then he whispered, " So, you want daddy to break in and ruin you, is that it? So no else can have you. Make sure I fuck you so good that your pussy becomes molded to just my dick forever.” He questioned squeezing your throat tighter. Now you felt light headed like a good case of head rush.

" Yes..Daddy Please ruin me. Ruin this pussy please!!. Your pussy! “ You shamelessly empathized whimpering.

“ You sure baby girl, that you want it cause it doesn’t sound like it to me.” He furthered rubbing the tip of himself along your unsettling swollen clit.

“ Fuck.” You breathed out, “ Fuck Daddy please put it in so I can cum all over your fat fucking dick please.” You begged purposefully looking over shoulder at him casting a feening expression.

“ Well since you said please.” He grumbled.

Groaning he started to slowly stroked into you going all the way in and bringing himself all the way out to the very tip of himself before slamming back in causing a unworldly moans to spring out and accompany the groans and filthy things he whispered in your ear before softly biting it in a attempt to get you both were you needed to go.

And from there ruin you he did in the best possible way, with aftercare that was to die for!