✨️BEHIND THE SCENES AT SPAHN RANCH: Quentin Tarantino was impressed by how well Austin handled a horse on set during filming "Once Upon a Time in Hollywood" 😑
From Jay Glennie's "The Making Of...", a massive volume of photos, script notes and never-before-published behind the scenes stories.
This warms my heart ❤️ They could see that he was an absolute star even back then. 🥹
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Summary: Cliff gives you a ride and you give him head while he drives.
Warning: this is mostly SMUT, don't read it if you are a minor. Implied age gap.
A/N: English isn't my first language, sorry if there are mistakes or things don't make sense!
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Cliff had been taking you to work and picking you up later for the past week since your car was getting fixed. He'd done it for Rick during years and he was more than a brother but less than a wife to him.
Why wouldn't he do the same for you? After all, you were his young and beautiful girlfriend, although none of you really liked the label. Lovers sounded more appropriate, less serious.
The corners of your mouth grew wider as soon as you saw Cliff's car parked in front of the filming studio. He smiled back and waved a hand.
"Hey, doll" he said. "Do you need a ride?"
"I need one of Rick's margaritas" you responded playfully while getting in the car and tossing your stuff in the back seat. "I'm going to visit Sharon and the baby so you can leave the car at Rick's and hang out with him if you want."
"Sounds good. There we go."
"Wait!" You almost yelled, placing a hand on the back of his neck before pressing your lips together in a deep kiss. "Alright, now we can go."
Your antics made Cliff laugh softly. He turned the steering wheel to merge into traffic, from the corner of his eyes he saw you making yourself comfortable in your seat.
A few minutes later you found yourself lost in thought, watching him drive. He moved his head to the music beat coming through the radio and sometimes mouthed part of the lyrics. The muscles in his forearm flexed every time he changed gears. Hot.
You reached out and touched his chest over his white cotton t-shirt. Cliff glanced at you for a second, his eyes hidden behind his sunglasses.
The sunset made his hair glow more golden than ever. God, the head you'd give this man...
"You're very handsome" you whispered as a matter of fact, your hand wandering down his abdomen just to stop over his crotch. "Do you want me to suck your dick?"
"What?" Cliff gave you an incredulous glare but the moment he saw your hungry eyes, curiosity replaced incredulity and he nodded. "Go ahead."
"Sure. You drive and I'll take care of this" you said pointing at his growing erection. "Please, I only beg you for something and it is don't take your eyes off the road, I don't want to end up under a truck or something."
He shook his head and grinned.
"Don't worry about that darling, I'm a stuntman, remember?"
"Just drive, Cliff."
He obliged as your fingers brushed over the zip of his jeans. Your nails scratched the fabric making him squirm. Slowly, you seized the tip to pull it down enough to introduce your hand and rub his bulge. To no surprise, Cliff wasn't wearing any underwear.
When you looked up at him to see his face, you noticed how he was pressing his lips together in a thin line, his ragged breath and the way he clenched his jaw to the point where it seemed he was about to snap it in two.
So you squeezed him shamelessly without taking your eyes away from his face.
"Do you like it?" Your voice sounded like melted butter in his ears. He nodded again, with a grunt as he rolled his hips to get some friction.
Freeing his member from your hold, you leaned on his lap like a house cat and grabbed onto his thigh with one hand while caressing his cock with the other. Your fingertips barely touched him.
Then, you licked your lips and smiled at Cliff in a way that always drove him crazy, since the first time he met you, and slid your tongue from the base to the tip. His hair there was slightly darker.
He let out a low moan, trying to keep the car's trajectory although all he wanted to do was to touch you.
If he hadn't been holding the steering wheel, his hands would have been tangled in your hair or sliding down your back and squeezing your ass.
Cliff closed his eyes only for a second, lost in the feeling of your warm mouth around him. So good, so perfect.
You moved your hand to his balls, gently caressing them and ran your tongue over the tip in fast zigzag motions. His dick throbbed against yours lips, hard and raised like an obelisk.
Cliff's arousal was affecting you too. You could feel your panties getting damper every minute and your own sex throbbing between your legs. You rubbed your thighs together in an attempt to get some pressure on your clit. It worked.
You sucked lightly, your hand now moving up and down, matching the motion with your hand as you held his lenght and he thrusted up with his hips, needy.
The car lurched to the side so you stopped abruptly all the sucking and stared at him with a frown. He apologised through gritted teeth, gripping the steering wheel tightly with one hand and stroking your hair with the other.
His eyes darkened with contained desire after scanning your face and taking in your dilated pupils as well as the delicious shine of your lips. He was dying to kiss you.
"Don't get distracted, Cliff" you murmured under your breath before taking his cock back into your mouth.
His hand rested on top of your head as if praising you withouth needing to say good girl outloud. Meanwhile, you licked in circles, feeling how close he was to cum, already tasting his salty flavour. Just a bit more...
Cliff let out a husky groan, his fingers suddenly curling into your hair, pulling but not hurting you and your swallowed, drinking every drop of him.
You sat up and looked at him with a smile, satisfied with your work. With the back of your hand you wiped the corner of your mouth and kissed his cheek.
He was still riding out the orgasm, eventually he relaxed. Finally, he ran a hand through his golden hair, seemingly more collected.
"Wow, that was... quite an experience."
"It was good, wasn't it?"
Playfully, you slapped him on the shoulder and leaned back to rest on his lap, your legs propped up on the passenger seat.
The stuntman looked down and brushed his callous thumb over your lips. "Good? You're going to be the end of me, doll."
His praise made you laugh and it was like a heavenly sound to him, he'd never get bored of your laughing or your voice, or anything coming from you.
Not even in a million years he could have imagined to find a woman like you, less someone who payed attention to him, one who cared. At least not in such industry, knowing his bad reputation.
"I'm the Queen of Disaster, the character fits me like a glove, am I right?" You wondered distractedly while running a finger along his sharp jaw, his stubble rough in contrast with the soft pad of your fingertip.
Currently you were filming a movie where a good girl falls in love with an older guy and it kind of reminded you of your relationship with Cliff. The movie characters were a lot more toxic and dramatic than you, you were nice actually.
"Yes, you are."
When you reached Cielo Drive St it was already dark outside. It had been a long day.
Before Cliff and you had the chance to take opposite directions to go to your respective friends house's, he wrapped you in his arms and held you close to his chest. You hugged him back around the waist.
He kissed you tenderly before letting you go.
"See you in a while" you remarked, heading to Sharon's place. "Tell Rick I said hi!"
Cliff nodded, although you couldn't see him. He stayed there, leaning against the car, making sure that you got into the house safe and sound. One could never be sure, not after what happened with those fucking hippies a few months ago. Damn it, he still had a limp.
He always feared that one of them could be waiting, hidden behind a bush ready to jump at you with a knife. Was he being a bit paranoid? Maybe, but if he had to fight with other three of them to keep you safe, he'll do it again.
Once he saw you waving from the inside of the house before Sharon closed the door, he headed to his friend's house. They'll probably end up ordering pizza, have a few beers and watch some tv. Like they always did.
Then he'll pick you up to go home together and in the car you'll talk about all the gossip with your friend and whatever. That night Cliff was going to sleep better than ever with your soft and naked body next to him.
In the morning the first thing he was going to see would be his Queen of Disaster.
He couldn't be a luckier man.
A/N: thanks for reading if you reached this far! If you liked this consider letting me know in any way, I don't really mind. I've been obsessed with this movie for the past two years I think and this one shot has been in my drafts since last summer, so it was time to let it see the light.
Casual post. Is anybody interested in Fight Club? Like... On a deeper level? Bullet Train or Once Upon a Time In Hollywood? Burn After Reading? 12 Monkeys? Or technically any Brad Pitt movie at all? I’m a huge (HUGE) fan of him and his work. I’m open to chatting and/or even roleplaying 🙏 Shoot me a message guys.
