𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐥𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 ↯ 𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐑

𝐗𝐗𝐕𝐈𝐈

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧
~ austin's pov

i had never been aware how much i truly needed lillian.

when she fainted, i've never felt so much fear or distress in my life.

and i have never needed anyone before the way i needed her.

i constantly am craving her touch, to feel her nails rake down my back or tug on my hair ferociously.

i love smelling her perfume and running my fingers through her now black— previously brown hair.

i am fully enamored by everything she does, and every night when she isn't with me, i would think about all the sexual and romantic times we spent together and use it to make myself cum.

and even now, with my tongue splayed out across her cunt, lapping up her juices as if they were the fruits of life, i can't help but think how perfect this beautiful and intelligent woman is.

she wiggles underneath me and i firmly plant my hands on her hips to stop any further movement.

"oh, aus. oh—right there," she moans out, voice still raspy from her sleep.

i wish i could do this for the rest of my life— i am addicted to the feeling i get when i see her pretty face then and contort when she feels immense pleasure.

moaning my name over and over again as an orgasm washed over her. my fingers thrusted in and out of her entrance, tongue flicking at her clit relentlessly. i can feel that she's so close, by the way her eyes were squeezed tight, chest heaving up and down, and her lips parted.

her walls tighten around my fingers, and i maintain my speed.

a string of profanities falls from her lips, along with his name.

i love the way it sounds coming from her mouth, so filthy and so raw.

i watch her intently as she unraveled in front of me, legs shaking.

i could watch it forever.

once she was finished, i smile up at her and pull myself up so that we are face to face. "i have an idea."

she pants, still exhausted from her orgasm, "what's your idea, austin?" she asks in her all too familiar playful tone.

"what do you thinking about filming? us?"

she bites her lower lip "having sex?"

i nod slowly, "having sex."

"a sex tape?"

"a sex tape."

"what if it got leaked?"

"then we'd make a whole lot of people jealous," i reply, giving her a quick kiss.

she giggles "okay yeah. let's make a sex tape."

⚘ lillian's pov

even though we filmed the scene a million times before, baz wants it again. and whatever baz wants, baz gets.

it's our tenth time filming it today and austin and i are both tired and just want to go home.

luckily, baz is letting me start halfway for this take.

and i'm determined to perfect it.

"and i just said, mom, dad... we talk and we listen to music, okay? that's all," i shrug, "and then they were going on and on about that photo of you and natalie wood riding around on that bike in memphis, and-" i do what i've done a million times before and crack the door.