Elvis One Shots/Imagines

Too Much Monkey Business - Austin Butler (NSFW)

A/N : hope I did this one justice! request by k1sses4you

"Quiet baby, everyone's downstairs," Austin said from between your thighs, batting his lashes as he licked one stripe from your opening to your clit. You shook under his touch, slapping a hand over your mouth to help muffle the moans of pleasure. He knew that the potential of someone walking in on you was a part of the appeal, so he didn't lock the door. Your eyes stayed on it, watching the knob in case someone came in.

But Austin was making it so damn difficult. His calloused hands held onto your thighs, keeping your squirming to a minimum as he ate you out like you were the best dessert. He even moaned at his first taste of you, saying he missed this when he was away. You argued you'd probably missed it more, but he shut you up when his mouth met your sex.

You ground your hips against him, raspy breaths leaving your mouth as the pressure was building inside of you. It was so close yet it seemed so far away and you climbed, feeling Austin pull you up and over the edge. You had to bite on your hand to keep any loud noises because God you wanted to. Your toes curled and your legs shook as Austin's teeth gently grazed your clit. Stars flooded your vision and the fiery warmth spread through your limbs.

When you started to calm you took deep and wild breaths, looking at Austin with complete amazement. He stood up, licking his lips with a grin and pulling you to him. The taste of you was still there, lingering on his tongue, and it somehow added to the experience.

You were still wearing your dress from earlier, Austin had gotten a little excited so he skipped straight to business, and you hiked it up around your hips. At this point you were just desperate to feel him inside you. His buckle and pants came off, along with his boxers, and Austin flipped you around so your back was to his chest.

With a hand around your neck, Austin inserted his cock into you. You moaned at the feeling of being stretched.

"Come now darling," he murmured against your skin, starting to thrust inside you. "Don't want them to hear you. Hear how good you're taking it for me."

You wanted to cry, all you needed was to moan and express how you really felt but you needed to keep it in. The fact your mom knew you weren't a virgin was enough cause for you to pull your lips into your mouth to stop the noises. Austin's fingers found your clit and ground on it, finding the point that made you go feral.

He pounded into you. All the pent up energy from the two years apart. Yes there had been a few visits but that was months ago. His grip on your hip was bruising and he slammed his cock in and out of you, sweat collecting on his forehead.

"Taking it so good, baby."

Austin continued, pulling your hair so your head craned back. God it felt amazing, you let out small gasps as each thrust hit deeper and deeper within you. He found that spot that made everything else fade away, and as his fingers touched your clit you felt an orgasm start to climb. Higher and higher until Austin pulled away, slipping his cock out of you.

You made a sound of protest but Austin just laid down on the bed, pulling you to him so you could ride him like a proper cowgirl. You didn't object. With his cock still wet with your juices, you grasped it and slid yourself on him, experimentally bouncing side to side. Then you placed your hands on his chest, still with his button up shirt but open, and rode him. Your hips moved back and forth as you bounced up and down, feeling that delicious friction that made your eyes roll back in your head.

"Fuck baby, you're doing so good," he said, hands holding your hips in that same tight way. You knew you'd be bruised the next day but you'd love every second of it. It was worth it when it came to Austin Butler.

You let out a breathy moan, doing your best to stay quiet, when you heard the creak of the bedroom door. You turn quickly to see your little sister, Olivia, staring with wide eyes through the crack.

"Go away!" You shout, making to get off of Austin. She's already closed the door and darted down the hallway when you get to it, flinging it open to look around. Her hair whips around the corner.

Fuck.

"Y/N! Austin! Dinner's ready."

Double fuck.

"Dressed, dresses, get dressed!" You whisper scream, waving your hands in Austin's way as you go to the mirror to fix your hair. You definitely didn't have time to get your underwear back on and it wasn't in your immediate vision so you just hoped that the dress was long enough. It reached your knees, it should be good. Your hair was completely wild and you just used your fingers to calm it, knowing you had seconds.

Behind you Austin was quickly pulling his clothes back on. As the he did the last buttons you pulled him out of the room, going in front to give him a little more time.

You hadn't noticed while you were panicking, but fuck your sex hurt. It was always sore after sex with Austin, he was passionate and strong. Normally you relished in it, feeling that little reminder of what you did. But now it was making you walk a little weird when all you needed was to pretend you were the most normal human in the world. You tried not to flinch as you sat down, Austin sitting next to you. He was the picture of calm and relaxed, like his cock hadn't been buried to the hilt in you just minutes earlier.

Olivia was sitting next to your mother and father at the table, swinging her little legs. You shot her all the looks you could to signal that she doesn't say a word.

The first ten minutes of the meal go by smoothly. Your mother laughs at Austin's jokes, and your father doesn't make any comments about the slight age gap. He was angry when your first boyfriend was a year older, so you appreciated him finally respecting you as an adult.

But then your father and Austin spoke about high school, and your father mentioned that he was on the wrestling team.

"Y/N and Austin were wrestling!" She said with a toothy grin, shoveling mashed potatoes in her mouth.

You flushed bright red and stared at her, "w-what?"

"Upstairs," she said, potatoes sputtering from her mouth. "You was wrestling him."

Awkward tension filled the table as the adults took in what she was saying. Austin tried to save the day, laughing softly and saying, "Y/N and I were just hugging. No wrestling."

Her cute little eyebrows came together in confusion and she shook her head vehemently. "Nooooo, she was going up and down like -"

"Olivia!"

"Wha? It looked like fun, I wanna be Y/N!"

"Okay!" Your mom interrupted, standing from the table.

"But mommy-"

She cut her off more sternly, saying, "Dessert?"

If there was a way to die from humiliation, it would be this very moment. You could feel the very skin on your body crawl, knowing that your parents now knew you were have delicious sex with your boyfriend just feet away. Thankfully they didn't bring it up the rest of the night, but if the pain between your legs was any indication, this wasn't going away soon.