Hey! I just wanted to say I love your Austin Butler stories! Also I'm not sure if you heard the rumor that apparently Austin and Ezra Miller got in a fight in a bar in Tokyo and Austin allegedly punched Ezra in the face but made me think about the idea of Austin standing up for his girl if someone tried to talk about her and how cute it would be 👉👈
thank you, my love! sooooo glad you love them! omg stop I didn't hear about that but I looked it up and oh my word. idk if it's true, TMZ said it was a bunch of bull but idc I'm gonna write a fic for it anyway because that's hot as fuck.
Solace - Austin Butler x Fem!Reader
NOTE/WARNING : Potential sexual assault, violence, and a bit of foreplay
Under the pale moonlight, you gawked at the mystical beauty of your surroundings. On your right side, a mesmerizing body of water rippled under the warm night breeze. On your left side, Austin walked beside you. He kept a hand on your waist, casually rubbing his thumb over your hipbone. Your dress, a white cotton gown that revealed your shoulders, blew behind you. With each step you took, your bare feet sunk into the soft powder of the pale white sand.
Looking up, you eyed your lover. He was wearing a short-sleeve, floral, button-up shirt. However, he’d left the first four buttons undone, so the toned muscles of his chest and abdomen were visible. Underneath the shirt, he wore a couple of necklaces. On his bottom half, he wore a simple pair of swimming trunks. He, too, didn’t have any shoes on.
Feeling your eyes on him, his eyes darted down to you. A smirk pulled on his lips before he turned his head to face you. Leaning down, he placed a tender kiss on your forehead.
“You have no idea how beautiful you look right now, baby,” he said, his husky voice sounding angelic with the sounds of the waves.
“I could say the same thing about you, handsome,” you replied.
Stepping closer, you wrapped your arms around his waist and leaned your head on his shoulder. His grip moved to your waist and tightened. After placing another kiss on top of your head, he leaned his head against yours.
It was silent for a moment before you spoke. “We could live here.”
You didn’t have to look at him to hear the smile in his voice. “I know. I was just thinking about that.”
“Work, though,” you continued, releasing a sigh, “You base your work from LA. Living in Australia would probably be really inconvenient for both of us.”
You felt him shrug. “Doesn’t have to be anything permanent. We could just have a property out here, like the one we’re renting out. A vacation home,” he replied.
“Hm,” you hummed, “Maybe. I suppose if we get enough use out of it. Gosh, I’d love to have a property like this one.”
Reaching out, you pointed up to the vacation house that the two of you had rented. It was a large, modern, beach house, built mainly of wood and glass. It was positioned right on the shore, so the two of you could go for late night walks whenever you desired. Furthermore, the beach was private, so no one would disturb you.
“I know. It’s pretty incredible, isn’t it?” Austin said, pulling the two of you to a stop.
Turning around, you faced the ocean before putting your arms out. Almost immediately, the wind began blowing against your body, causing your hair and dress to rustle peacefully. Hands trailed down your arms before interlocking with your fingers. Lips connected with your neck before pecking their way down your shoulder.
Giggling, you looked to your left to see Austin using his left hand to hold your arm out as his lips traveled down your bicep, forearm, and hand. You felt his right hand grip your waist as he lifted your arm and turned you around. After doing a quick ballroom spin, you were pulled to his chest. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you met his piercing gaze. His pale eyes swirled as he looked down at you, shaking his head.
“My girl,” he said simply.
Suddenly, he reached down and scooped you up. Holding you bridal style, he began spinning in circles, causing you to scream and grip him tightly.
“Aust!” you yelled, unable to contain your laughter, “Oh my God!”
Squinting his eyes, he tilted his head back and laughed with you. Once he’d spun a few more times, he stopped before taking a seat on the sand. You crawled out of his arms and sighed, positioning yourself in front of him. Leaning back, you placed your head in his lap. As soon as you were settled, Austin cradled his hands under your chin, rubbing his thumbs over your skin.
As he looked up at the moonlight, you had a perfect view of his chest and jawline.
“Hm?” He looked down at you, never ceasing his tender touch.
“You’re sure we’re alone out here?”
He nodded. “The next vacation house isn’t for another three miles. We’ve got the beach to ourselves.”
Processing his words, you reached up and grabbed one of his hands. He released your chin and allowed you to guide his large hand to your chest. Smiling knowingly, he tilted his head and began massaging your right breast through your dress. You closed your eyes and moved your hand to his wrist, signaling him to keep his hand where it was.
After a few moments, Austin brought his other hand to your left breast, awestruck by how incredible you looked. The silver light of the moon accentuated your features. Your eyes were closed as your face contorted slightly, small whimpers escaping your lips. He hated to interrupt the moment, but he couldn’t ignore a small issue he had.
“As much as I would love to keep this going,” he began, making you open your eyes, “I’m afraid I have to take a leak.”
You stared at him before groaning, causing him to cackle. “I’m so sorry, baby!” he laughed, “We can continue when I come back.”
“Yeah, yeah,” you said, giggling as you shook your head.
“Okay,” he said, giving your hips a gentle tap, “Up we go.”
You sat up, allowing him to move from underneath you. Austin stood up and stretched his arms. “The house is just right there. I'd feel bad for pissing on any of these trees,” he said, making you laugh.
“Go on up. I’ll stay here.”
He looked back at you. “You’ll be okay?”
You nodded. “I’ll be fine. Go on and take your leak.”
He chuckled, shaking his head before jogging towards the house. After a few moments, he disappeared up the pathway, and you couldn’t see him anymore. Releasing a sigh, you turned back to the water to lie down. However, movement in the corner of your eye caught your attention. Leaning forward, you squinted your eyes, trying to see what it was. As the figure drew closer, you made out the shape of a man. Immediately, you fixed your dress, making sure everything was covered.
The man continued to walk towards you. He looked middle-aged, and he was wearing casual beach attire, like Austin was. “Hello there!” he called, waving a hand.
Your instincts spiked. Something told you to keep your distance, but you ignored it. Being a woman, thoughts about your own safety constantly plagued your mind. However, this man seemed to be a tourist, not unlike you and Austin.
“Hello!” you greeted, flashing a friendly smile.
“Beautiful night, isn’t it?” he said, closing the distance between the two of you.
“Yes, it is,” you replied, maintaining a tight-lipped smile, “You renting?”
He shook his head. “No, purchased. I own a property just down the way.”
“Ah,” you responded, nodding awkwardly, “Well, don’t let me disturb you. My husband will be back in a minute.”
You and Austin were not married, but an immeasurable amount of security blanketed your nerves as you used the word ‘husband’ when speaking to this stranger.
“Husband, huh?” he said, eyes dropping to your hands.
Your breath hitched as you tucked your left hand under your right one. “We were swimming. Didn’t want to lose any diamonds,” you quickly fibbed.
“I see,” he said, scooting closer before reaching out. You immediately scooted away.
“Sir, if you could please just be on your way. My husband will be back.”
“Aw, come on, darling. It’s such a magical night. Look at this view!” The man gestured towards the sea. “Don’t you wanna make a little magic of our own?”
“I don’t know you, nor do I want to.” You stood up. “Please leave me be.”
He sighed, looking down at his Rolex watch. “You see, even if you did have a husband, the thing is, I have a wife. She’s expecting me to be back in around an hour. Now, I wasn’t out here looking for a fresh new romance, but I told myself that I’d take advantage if the opportunity presented itself.”
You began backing away as he stood up. “Oh, darling, don’t look so frightened! Think of it as a—”
“As a nothing,” you cut in, “I will not think of anything because there will not be anything. For the last time, leave me the fuck alone.”
His eyes widened as he chuckled. “Quite a mouth for such a pretty face! Come on, darling, we’ll make it quick.”
He’d pounced before you could think. Screaming, you fought against his grip as he straddled you. Reaching out, you made desperate attempts to scratch him and slap him. He grunted as he grabbed your wrists. “Shut the hell up!” he growled, trying to unbutton his pants with one hand.
Tears began welling up in your eyes as you kept trying to push him off of you. However, deep down, you knew that your strength did not match his. It wasn’t difficult for him to overpower you. You felt yourself growing tired as more tears began traveling down your cheeks.
Taking a deep breath, you prepped your voice for one last cry for help. “Austin!” you screamed, hearing your voice echo down the beach.
The man slapped your face before covering your mouth. “I said shut the—”
And then the man was off of you. You gasped, choking on your tears as you turned to your right. Through your blurred vision, you could see Austin overpowering the stranger, repeatedly slugging him across the face.
Your eyes widened as a fresh wave of emotion overwhelmed you. In the moment, Austin was seeing red. However, once he heard your sobs, he stopped instantly. Looking back at you, he saw your shaking figure as you struggled to fix your dress. Then, he looked back down at the man, who now had a busted lip, broken nose, and two black eyes.
Austin leaned down, positioning himself above the man’s ear. “This isn't ending here. I will take you to court for this.”
The man only coughed in response before rolling over as Austin stood. Running over to you, he reached his hands out—the hands that had been so rough only moments before—and cradled your face. “Baby, baby, I’m here.”
You cried, covering your face and curling your knees to your chest. He sighed deeply, feeling an unbearable weight on his chest. You felt embarrassed and violated, and he knew that.
Acting as gently as he could, he cupped his arms around your back and under your legs before picking you up. He carried you bridal style—just as he had earlier—only this time, instead of being a pile of giggles, you were shaking with inconsolable sobs.
I think I’m gonna make a sequel to this. Let me know what you guys think.
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