Austin Butler Oneshots

11. Over The Counter

•SMUT
•ANGST
•BIT OF FLUFF
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It was a Friday night and you and Austin decided to go clubbing. You had decided not to drink tonight so you guys wouldn't be so hung over in the morning. You've been talking to this guy named Ryan-

Or was it Bryan?

For about 10 minutes, just random things. You could feel eyes on you the entire time, glancing up you see Austin with his hands shoved in his pockets. His jaw was clenched as his eyes were narrowed on you. You bit your lip and looked back at Ryan/Bryan. Tilting your head to the side making it look like you were flirting.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see Austin slowly walking over. He finally reached you and said "We're leaving." You looked at him confused yet knowingly. "Wha-" you said before your arm was pulled. He dragged you out the club then snaked his hand around your waist. Walking you to the car. He opened the door as you got in, not bothering to even look at him.

He slips into his side and closes the door, a hand flying to your thigh to grip it. He squeezes it as the engine roars, and he begins driving. You kept your attention on the window, afraid to start. He pulls up in the driveway and gets out the car, walking over to your side of the door. Half way there you open it yourself, rolling you eyes.

You walk away from him and towards the front doors, your hips swaying in the tight dress you chose to wear tonight. His eyes began trailing up your body, as you opened the door and walked in.

He turned on the lights behind you as you walked up the stairs with him trailing behind you. "Are we gonna talk about whatever the fuck that was?" he said, with anger laced in his voice. I looked over my shoulder and said "What do you mean?" trying your best to act clueless. You continued walking, going into your shared bedroom. "I mean what you and that guy were doing." he said clearly mad. You just kept walking as you made your way over to the bathroom "We weren't doing anything, Aus. It was nothing." you said rolling your eyes. You walked over to the mirror above the bathroom counter, fixing your hair and leaning in to the mirror to look at your mascara.

"He was clearly trying to flirt with you." he said standing behind you. He watched you in the mirror, looking at the way you bit your lip when you were looking at your mascara. "Seriously? Not every guy I talk to wants to fuck me." you said scoffing, looking at him for a second. You put both of your hands at the edge of the counter. "That's debatable." he said as his jaw clenched and he looked at the wall on the left for a minute. He faced his attention back to you, smirking. He got a bit closer to you for your ass to rub against his crotch, you bit your lip and made eye contact with him.

His hand immediately goes to your back bending you over on the sink. Since it was a mirror that went from the counter and stopped somewhere above you guys, he could see your cleavage. His eyes went down your face and to the way your boobs were against the cold counter. He leaned down a bit and whispered "Wouldn't you like me to fuck you right now? Take all of me?" once again making eye contact. You let out a soft whine, wanting more.

His hand trailed up to the zipper of your dress, finally pulling it down. Your back was arched a bit so your ass looked amazing. The dress falling down to reveal a black lacy set. His eyes falling to your ass. "My girls all dolled up for me huh?" he says chuckling a bit. "Always." you said as you bit your lip waiting for him to do something. His hand went down to your underwear, pulling it down. The pair of panties dropping down your legs. You stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. His hand going straight to your pussy. He kept his fingers there running up and down your slit as the other hand was kept at your waist. He leaned in to your neck sucking and leaving kisses and hickeys everywhere. He inserted a finger into you as you closed your eyes. He went very fast, sliding in and out. Adding another finger you left out a loud moan. "I'm gonna cu-" you began, just before he took his fingers out of you. "What the fu-" you once again were cut of by Austin saying "I want you to cum around my dick." He sucked on his fingers, tasting your juices.

You smirked, happy yet a bit aggravated that he stopped. He pulled out his cock, sliding the tip in your folds. He finally pushed in, leaving you a moaning mess. You started moaning so loud at one point that he put both hands over your mouth, still fucking you.

Your legs had given up so your upper body was staying up with the hand you kept on the sink and your lower body by Austin's hand on your hip. Not pushing into it but holding it. He grabbed his free hand and wrapped his hands in your hair, pulling on it. Forgetting there was a mirror in front of you, you looked up at him to see him sweaty and already looking at you. He relished in the fact that you already looked like this and haven't even came.

You made eye contact before you looked at yourself, realizing what a mess you looked like. Your mascara was running down your face, marks all over your neck from Austin putting his hands around it at some point, and your hair everywhere. "You look so pretty like this. Being fucked like the slut you are. Bet you can't even answer me." he said looking down at you. You physically could not speak anymore, you were basically fucked stupid. You bit your lip and made eye contact with him one last time before he let out a grunt, pushing into you really hard. You came around him, squeezing your eyes shut as you moaned. He kept thrusting into you, and he finally finished too. Catching your breath, you looked at him. He gave you a look that said 'hold on' as you gripped the counter really hard. He walked over to the toilet and grabbed some toilet paper, wrapping it up.

The hot liquid quickly ran down your legs, as he picked it up with the wad of toilet paper. He kept his hands on your waist as your legs barely worked at this point, he picked you up by the back of your thighs. Bringing you into the bed and setting you down softly. He walked away for a minute, and came back with a pair of sweatpants on and a T-shirt and panties in his hand. He handed it to me and walked out again this time going into the bathroom. He came out with a hair brush and makeup wipes.

I had finished up getting dressed and had my eyes half opened, very tired. He started brushing my hair and put it in a claw clip for me. Then, he started rubbing the mascara off from my cheeks. "Did I go to hard?" he said concerned looking at my face to see my expression. "Of course not, I love it when your rough with me." you said giggling a bit. "I won't be walking for a bit though, so you can be my ride." you finished your sentence.

He smiled and kissed you softly. "I love you." he said looking in your eyes deeply.

"I love you too."
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