Austin Butler Imagines 🍒

Husbands best friend...💋

~CONTEXT~

When you met your husband - Adam - you'd describe it as the opposite of love at first sight, at least for you. He was attracted to you from the start, and he asked you out several times, however you rejected him every time. It wasn't until his 6th attempt that you finally caved and went on a date, which was average at best. However, you ended up getting into a relationship with him anyway, and now you're married. You don't quite remember how that happened, or why for that matter, but it happened regardless. Even now, after having been married to him for 3 years, you still aren't that attracted to him. He's a good looking guy, and he definitely has good qualities, but he's simply not your type. As guilty as you feel about this, it can't really be helped. 

Being married to a man you don't entirely love has it's downsides, but there was one positive thing that came from the marriage - his best friend, Austin Butler. Adam had introduced the two of you at his birthday just after the wedding, and there was immediate chemistry between you; it was obvious that he was attracted to you, and holy hell were you into him. However, due to your marriage to Adam, nothing came from it. You two would talk, have stolen glances from across the room, your hands would brush when walking past one another and your legs would always be touching underneath tables, but it never led to anything more than that. Austin respected his best friend, and didn't want to ruin his marriage with a woman he loved. However, it was clear that the both of you were getting impatient, and one of you was bound to snap.

~CURRENT~

Laying peacefully on his side of the bed, your husband is deep in the realm of sleep; mouth slightly open, drooling onto his pillow and snoring like a pig, completely unaware of the betrayal happening beside him.

There's been an awful storm in the city over the past 2 days, and due to the weather conditions Austin was unable to go home after hanging out with Adam, so your husband let him stay here until the weather improved. However, your husband was oblivious to the fact that he had just made the biggest mistake of his life, and had just given his best friend the perfect opportunity to backstab him.

Sitting on the side of your bed - your back to your husband - Austin kneels between your legs; his hands resting firmly on your thighs as his lips explore your skin. Starting with kissing your lips, feeling entirely intoxicated by the taste of you, before travelling along your jawline and down your neck, being careful not to leave any noticeable marks behind. The feel of his lips is addicting, a shiver shooting straight through you as his kisses travel further down your body, his lips touching every inch of skin he can reach. Suddenly, he pulls his head back, leaning in to whisper in your ear.

Austin: "Open those pretty legs...I need you"

The tone of his voice and the demand itself turn you on like mad, and without even realising it your legs part themselves. A pleased smirk forms on his lips as one of his hands slowly, tantalisingly slowly, slides up your thigh, stopping just by the waistline of your panties before he whispers again.

Austin: "Spread them wider..."

Turning around, you glance at your sleeping husband, seeing he's still out cold, only for Austin to grasp your jaw and turn your gaze back to him.

Austin: "We will deal with the guilt later, okay?"

He whispers, almost looking into your soul. Having 100% trust in him, you simply nod your head, letting out a deep breath as the guilt slowly leaves your body.

Austin: "Good girl, now do as I said"

He murmurs against the skin of your neck, his voice low and husky - meant for your ears and your ears only.