Artist, Lover, Believer in Wonder and Magick (she/her)

" There is a vitalily, a life force, an energy, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique....It is not your buisness to determine how good it is nor how valuable nor how it compares with other expressions. It is your buisness...to keep yourself open and aware to the urges that motivate you. Keep the channel open." -Martha Graham 50 She/Her

[faegoddessog]

My dirty little, and not so little, stories- Master lists

-cuz like the clit, g-spot and prostate, I want ya'll to find it.

Explicitly mature content, 18+ only

All titles under the cut 👇🏼😁👇🏼

Seventy Two Hours of Bliss- Master list

Series Summary: You are neighbors with Austin Butler on the Gold Coast of Australia just prior to shooting Elvis. You become just friends because he is taken. However, after he is single again, you both find out just how attracted you are to one another and things get unrelentingly hot, then insanely romantic (and still fucking hot). (Finished work.)

Explicitly mature content, 18+ only

Fantasy come True - Masterlist

Series Summary: Breaking into the acting world has been a life long dream. It's been tough, plus your relationship with your partner has some struggles, but who doesn't have struggles. A new guy shows up to your improv classes who seems strangely familiar. He seems rather interested in you and you feel unusually comfortable around him, like he projects calm and reassurance. Once you realize who he really is, and what he really likes... it's game on.

(Finished work- request)

Explicitly mature content, 18+ only

Dripping in Leather

Part 1: "So, leather eh?"

Part 2: Ass over teakettle

No, I hadn't told Austin about my little leather fantasy. I mean, I'd never really explored it myself. I wasn't sure how to bring it up, so I brought a little surprise to Mexico City, where I was meeting up with him. But when I met him on set and he had those tight leather pants on, it was all I could do to keep myself together until we got back to the hotel room. Holy Fuck it was hot! Now if I could just get him to dust off a certain iconic outfit for me....(request by @richardslady121

(Finished work-request)

Explicitly mature content, 18+ only

Woman in Red - Masterlist

-She's a very successful woman who can't seem to find a partner that can keep up with her. He is just wanting to find someone who likes him for HIM, not his fame. Neither of them are prepared for what hits them when she walks into that coffee shop.

(Finished Work)

Explicitly mature content, 18+ only

Years? Really?!

Part 1: Birthday Boy

Part 2: You got me so...

A tipsy car ride home from a birthday outing becomes oh so much more.

(voters decided that this should be more than just a one shot!)

Explicitly mature content, 18+ only

Feyd's Little Gift-

Part 1 Part 2

Feyd is bored with all the simping of the court, this is not how he indented to spend the eve of his birthday. When he spots a shy little gift, he decides he deserves play with it before he opens it. He cunningly stalks his prey, leading them into the pit before he pounces. Chained, tied, tethered; manipulated, dominated and dehumanized; Feyd takes dark pleasure after dark pleasure from this playthings as only Feyd could. It is his birthday after all.

(completed work) BDSM WARNING

Explicitly mature content, 18+ only

Lessons for Mel-

Part 1- How to make and break a new years resloution in 10 days.

Part 2 Who's ghosting who?

Part3 - Leaning to say Yes Sir

Part 4 Learning to be a Good Girl

Mel, determined to stop dating, is thwarted at every turn by the most infuriatingly gorgeous man.

October 2024 Creative Writing Project: Masterlist

Daily Dose of Austin Butler game made into a story. Getting my creative on, in more ways than one!

If you'd like to read it in less installments, you can here on Ao3.

January 2025 Daily Dose of Austin Butler fun challenge!

May 2025 Daily Dose of Austin Butler: Revisiting Kitten and Austin from 72 hours.

August 2025 Daily Dose of Austin Butler Challenge: a collection of Oneshots Materlist

October 2025 Daily Dose of Austin Butler Challenge: Horror Month

Week 1 Week 2 Week 3 Week 4

May 2026 Daily Dose of Austin Butler Challange: Austin and Kit Masterlist

Cosplay in Public-

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Summary: Ausitn has never allowed your Dom/sub play to happen in public. Tognight's dress up party is a perfect opportunity to hide in plain sight.

(finished work- oringinally written for Daily Dose of Austin Butler February Challenge)

Mardi Gras

Part 1- When in Rome

Part 2- Give as Good as You Get

Part 3?

Summary: Watching Dua perform in the parade wasn't the only thing Callum had in mind when he invited Austin to join him in New Orleans. He just wanted to kiss him, that's all. Dua, in full support of her man, wouldn't mind a little of that either. When the chance arrises, the return on his risky kiss blows all three of thier expectations out of the water.

Consecration

A little diry story about Vernon Jefferson Peak and his cult. How'd he get there and what it takes to join his flock.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Vernon's Visitor

A Dirty Little Story about sexual awakening staring Vernon Jefferson Peak and a disparagingly sheltered young woman.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Fun one shots

Daily Meal- Summary: Austin and gf have temporarily moved to New York, work is stressful for her. He has a tried and true solution.

(Finished work-request)

Do me sweet, do me dirty- I'm so stressed, but an unexpected visit from Austin changes all that. Starting sweet and gentle he soon gets intense and domineering. I love it and it's just what I needed.

(Finished work- request)

Not 'till Monday Surgery recovery is no fun. But it's both made easier and difficult when Austin is the one taking care of you. Easy cuz he is on top of everything you'd ever need, hard because the one thing he isn't allowed to be on on top of is you. It' torture not getting to O, not getting his cum on the daily. Your only hope is Monday.

(finished work- inspired!)

Feyd's Gom Jabbar DUNE pt 2 fic. Lady Margot Fenring is on a Bene Gesserit mission: test and preserve the genetics of the Na-Baron Feyd Rautha Harkonnen. She is well aware of his deranged pleasures of choice. Armed with her Pain Box, Gom Jabbar, her Voice and her substantial wiles and wits, she delves into Feyd's world. She is unprepared, however, for her own reaction to his... attentions.

Warning: this one is dark

(Finished work)

It takes three to forget: (one shot)They need to forget from the terrors of the sky. She needs to forget the terrors on the ground. War is hell any way you slice it. But tonight, tonight they are gonna all reach for a little piece of heaven, all three together.

(Finished work)

"You don't think I could be a Dom?" : (one shot) a story crafted from 5 voter polls in celebration of 100 (+) followers. This little gem includes: Our very own Austin Butler, taking control of, dominating, edging and over stimming you, his old friend (now lover).

(Finished work- voter polls)

To Places You'd Never Been: (A pre-Bikerider's One shot ) Benny has two things that balance the violence in his life: the freedom of the road and making women cum. Were you just another in a long line of girls he 'introduced' to your own pleasure? Undoubtedly. Did you care? Hell no. What he taught you about yourself that night changed everything for you.

(finished work)

My favorite Treat: (one shot)- Fantasies confessed to and fulfilled. A Naughty Austin gets what's coming to him, and loves every second of it.

(Finished work)

Stroke yourself for me: (one shot) Just a little moment when introvert time becomes exhibitionist time

(finished work)

Affirmations - (one shot) You know all too well the erratic nature of his ego. How he has to hold the soft fragile parts with the equal but opposite hardened bits. Both contribute to his being an incredible actor, but sometimes he just can't balance it all anymore. When it all comes crashing down, you are there. This time, though, you are ready with something a little different.

(finished work)

Dia de los Muertos - (one shot- request) You've been dating Austin for nearly a year and meeting the family is overdue. You expected him to charm each and every one of them, you did not expect the heady rush that came after.

(finished work- request)

Feyd's Tempering We know that Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen desires pain and is sexually vulnerable. What might have happened to him? How was this conditioned into him? What would it take to get him to submit, or accept aftercare? What follows is an idea of how and is meant to take place maybe a year or so before the events of Dune 2.

(finsihed work- inspired)

Taco Tuesday Meeting at a party is cliche, she knows. But his response to her cheeky question is just too good to pass up. Who knew being so innappropriate would be so good.

(finished work)

Well Fuck Him! It's 1999 and you got FUCKED over. You meet a curiously hot man with a cat and invite him to your big lonely hotel suite for some good old fashioned revenge fucking. In the end, you end up giving him all the things that your ex wanted and more. (A Hank Thompson Story)

(finished work)

Just a Walk Away: Seven Blocks You meet at an industry party, though you are just there for the free drinks. A minor philosophical discussion becomes flirting, becomes an offer to get some air, becomes an invitation to his midcentury modern house just up the way. Luckily, you fit right in and so does he.

(finished work)

Bartender Austin You are dragged to this event by your friend only to find that you are underdressed and underwhelmed. That is, until the star of the show catches your eye. Being bold earns you an invite to his hotel suite.

(finished work)

In Another Timeline In this little AU, Austin is still a struggling actor comtemplating going to med school after his mom passes. Callum is at the height of his carrer as footballer, but is staring down the abyss of aging out of the sport and has no idea what will come next. Both are in thier mid-twenties and it ends up that meeting is like divine intervention.

(finished work)

Austin A La Creme- A secret dirty dream comes true for him when his gf sets up a little Austin gang bang. She watches as they work him over and has a little surprise of her own at near the end.

(finished Work)

Academic Observations

by FaeGoddess, PhD

No 1: Subject turns a corner and walks by, 6 seconds. (Cannes 2025)

No 2: Subject walking with garments under review, 45 seconds (Cannes 2025)

Upcoming works - all Austin related, cuz I'm a bit of a slut for the man. )

Strangers on a train (one shot)- (this one is just me dreaming big dreams ya'll) It's your birthday and you have treated yourself to a semi private compartment on the train from London to Florence. Who ends up sharing your compartment? Only the subject of all your naughty writing. Blushing, wet panties and hot times all follow.

Be my Fuck Toy-(one shot) He didn't think as strong, independent woman like you would be willing, it's why he hadn't brought this fantasy up before. But he hadn't realized just how stubborn you can be when it comes to giving him what he wants. Now you are on your knees in the foyer waiting with your mouth open to hear the jangle of his keys in the lock.

[thewriteadviceforwriters]

the ADHD writer's guide to actually finishing a draft (no, seriously) 📝

okay, tumblr, writers... we need to TALK about how to actually finish a damn draft when your executive functioning decided to pack its bags and leave for a permanent vacation in the bahamas.

i'm not here to give you that basic "just set a timer!" advice that makes me want to throw my laptop into the sun. we all know those productivity hacks that work for neurotypicals make us want to scream into the void. (been there, screamed that.)

so here's the ACTUAL guide from someone who's written three novels while her brain was actively trying to sabotage her the entire time.

FIRST: accept that linear writing is a capitalist construct designed to torture us.

i'm serious. whoever decided writers should start at chapter 1 and proceed neatly to THE END clearly didn't have dopamine playing hide-and-seek in their prefrontal cortex.

write whatever scene has your brain chemicals SINGING today. that climactic fight scene that's six chapters away? the tender moment between your characters that happens in the middle? WRITE IT NOW while your brain is actually interested. i have finished entire novels by writing them in chunks and stitching them together like the beautiful frankenstein's monster they are.

SECOND: the 10-minute lie (that actually works???)

tell yourself you're only going to write for 10 minutes. that's it. no pressure. your adhd brain can handle anything for 10 minutes, right? the secret is that once you start, momentum becomes your best friend. sometimes you'll actually stop at 10 minutes (congrats, you still wrote something!) but often you'll look up and realize it's been two hours and you've written 2,000 words. and yes i've seen this a lot, like everywhere, where they tell you "set a timer for 5, and by the time you realize it's 2 hours" i've seen this many times before, and it actually works. at first i thought it didn't but boy, i was wrong.

THIRD: use your hyperfixation powers for good, not evil.

we all know that adhd comes with the superpower of becoming obsessed with random things for unpredictable amounts of time. WEAPONIZE THIS. create artificial urgency around your project. tell people about your deadline. make elaborate aesthetic pinterest boards. create a spotify playlist that you only listen to while writing this specific project. trick your brain into making your WIP the shiny new hyperfixation.

FOURTH: body-doubling saved my writing career and it can save yours too.

find another writer friend (or any friend who needs to do focused work) and sit together - virtually or physically - while you both work. something about having another human witnessing your work process bypasses the executive dysfunction. i swear it's actual magic. discord writing sprints, zoom sessions with cameras off but mics on - whatever works.

FIFTH: embrace the chaos of your natural writing cycle.

some days you'll write 5,000 words in a frenzy at 3am. other days you'll stare at the document for an hour and write "the." BOTH ARE VALID WRITING DAYS. the only consistency we need is returning to the document, not some arbitrary daily word count.

SIXTH: create external accountability that doesn't make you want to die.

deadlines from publishers? great. deadlines you set for yourself? your brain laughs and says "or what?" find the sweet spot - maybe it's a writing buddy you check in with, maybe it's a public progress tracker, maybe it's promising your sister you'll take her to dinner when you finish a chapter.

SEVENTH: the frankendraft approach.

your first draft DOES NOT need to be good, coherent, or even make sense. it just needs to exist. leave yourself notes like [FIGURE OUT HOW SHE GETS FROM THE CASTLE TO THE BEACH LATER] and keep moving. your adhd brain will thank you for not getting stuck in research rabbit holes for six hours.

EIGHTH: find your optimal writing environment through shameless trial and error.

maybe you need complete silence. maybe you need to be in a coffee shop with specific ambient noise. maybe you need to write standing up. maybe you need to dictate your novel while pacing around your apartment. there is no wrong way to get the words out.

i personally write best when i'm slightly uncomfortable (weird, i know) so i often end up writing while sitting on my kitchen floor with my laptop balanced on a chair. whatever works, bestie. a finished messy draft is infinitely more valuable than the perfect novel still trapped in your head. your adhd brain is simultaneously your greatest challenge and your greatest asset as a writer. the connections you make, the unique perspectives, the creativity - all of that comes from the same place as the struggles.

you've got this. now go write something, even if it's just for 10 minutes. i believe in you. ✨ -rin t.

5 Opening Pages Mistakes to Stop Making — A Mini eBook for Fiction Writers

✦ A free (and actually helpful) guide to leveling up your first 10 pages ✦If you're unsure whether your opening is ✨doing enough✨ to hook re

Write the Darkness: 75 Dark Academia x Horror Prompts

A gothic prompt pack for writers who love cursed universities, secret societies, and scholarly rot.✎ Write the Darkness ✎A 75-prompt horror

[faegoddessog]

Day 29: Lips

Summary: Where neither of them are done (Her POV)

Warnings: Explicitly Adult material 18+, kissing, PiV unprotected.

A/N: Shout out to @dailydoseofaustinbutler, who has all the deets pinned for this challenge!

The masterlist for this challenge is here.

My big ol masterlist

Day 29 lips

I could feel it, the awakening. Energy poured  through me, no, through us and into the earth around us.  I swear I heard them, the stones, rising in a chorus so pure they made my heart ache. It continued to thrum through me as we moved. I let it take over, let it move me, let him feel delicious under my hands, between my thighs and inside me. It was magnificent, glorious, magical, are there any better words? Because none of them come close to what happened that night. 

We lay in a sweaty heap for minutes. How many? I don’t know. Time wasn’t real anymore. Finally he chuckled. A low rumble to my ear. I sat up to find the biggest goofiest grin on his face. I was sure it mirrored the one on mine. 

“Something funny?” I asked, mainly because all women have asked some version of ‘what are you thinking about’ post sex. 

“Wow,” he said, “if that’s not the most spectacular end of a dry spell, I don’t know what is.”

I stared at his smile. God those lips, that mouth. The skills he had been gatekeeping. The world needed more cunnilingus like that. 

“That’s you at eight months huh? My god, how are you when you are getting it on the regular?”

“I don’t know,” he ran his warm hands up my rapidly cooling thighs. He caught me in that gaze. You know the one. Where he licks his lips and bores into your soul, “You want to find out?” 

The question hung between us like salt in the air. It meant so much more than the words themselves. I had met this man mere hours ago, then lured him into ritualistic sex, where he not only was up to the challenge, but seriously blew my expectations out of the water.  And the truth is, I did. I did want to find out. Fuck it, I was going to find out. I sucked at my teeth like I was pondering it, letting the silence linger. He didn’t even flinch, just held me with those gorgeous eyes. 

“Well, I really should get more data points, make sure you aren’t a one-trick pony,” I teased.

“One trick pony? One trick pony?” he said in mock incredulity. Then he was tickling my sides. I squirmed and giggled and tickled him back. Somehow he ended on top of me, hands in my hair, kissing me deeply and thoroughly once more. I could live like this. 

“I’m serious Kit,” he finally said, “This is just too good for just one moon -filled encounter." 

I glanced at my non-exsistent watch. “I’m gonna need takeout. So, is an hour to get home and eat gonna be enough for you to recover?” I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing, cuz I could already feel him getting hard again against my inner thigh. 

The glint in his eye said what the curl of his lip didn’t get to.

My legs spread as though he’d said the magic word and his cock slid home like it knew inside me was where it belonged.  

“After this, yeah an hour should do.” 

Needless to say, by the time the sun put the moon to bed, he’d proven himself to be ‘multitalented’ in multiple locations. And yes, he did more than nudge me for breakfast, even if it was the afternoon.

It was the best damn night of my life. 

~fin~

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[faegoddessog]

Day 28: A grande gesture

Summary: LIghting up the stones (His POV)

Warnings: Expixitly Adult material 18+, kissing, PiV (unprotected), embodying the divine, orgasm.

A/N: Shout out to @dailydoseofaustinbutler, who has all the deets pinned for this challenge!

The masterlist for this challenge is here.

My big ol masterlist

Day 28 a grande gesture

Kit was like a wild thing, looking up at me from her back, eyes darkened and breath panting from her. Making a woman cum was one thing, but keeping them cumming was a master-level talent, and I knew my own worth.

She didn’t ask, didn’t say a word. She just pounced.  Sat up and kissed me and my dirty mouth like she was trying to transfer my skill to her own tongue.  By the time I realized I was on my back and she was straddling me, I think she could have managed it.

She pulled away from me nearly feral. The moonlight made her look even more so. She looked down between us at my dick then up at me in an unspoken query.

I just nodded, reluctant to break the night’s silence with more than our heavy breathing and the sound of our bodies. Fuck she was so damn hot and my dick was so damn hard. I didn’t want some kind of grand gesture, of quid pro quo, I just wanted to bury my cock in her, to lose myself in her pleasure. 

She either saw my need or had the same one. We both tipped my shaft up and she slathered my tip with her juices. Uncovered and blissfully bare, she slid down my length. Breath faltering in ecstasy for each of us with every inch.

Once I was fully inside her, time stopped. She reached for the sky and I for her waist. It seemed, from my vantage point, that she grasped the very moon itself and pulled its ethereal light down into the now sacred ground around us. The magic, because I don’t know what else to call it, vibrated into my bones. I had never felt such a thing ever before. 

Her hands landed on either side of my naked chest. Time restarted and so did we. 

Our bodies moved in perfect timing. It was like we’d done this for years.  My abs tensed as I drove my cock into her. She groaned, tits bouncing as she snaked her hands over the well-earned ridges of my stomach. Her hair, jounced out of her hasty bun, flowed around both of us, glinting waves in the moonlight. 

She was a goddess above me. And to be clear, I wasn’t just a ‘thing’ for her to use, I was her willing partner, her base, her support, her Shiva.  She worshipped me as I did her. 

Her deft fingers laced into my hair as she laid her chest to mine. 

“Harder, please,” she murmured, tickling my lips with hers. 

I kissed her, wrapped my arms around her waist and did as requested. It was a full body exertion, thrusting up with my hips, pulling down with my arms. My abs ground against her clit with wet slaps. 

It occurred to me, that those hours in the gym made sense for more than magazine spreads. 

My balls thrummed, pleasure tightening in my thighs. I tried to hold it at bay, gritting my teeth. She felt so damn good, not just her hot, wet core, but all of her touching all of me. I nearly came right there, and if I had, I’d be damned if I would’ve stopped before she was done.  I thought of the fucking assault bike. The ‘it’ll be worth it- it’ll pay off’ mantra that I always chanted to myself when I was about to explode on that thing. 

It paid off, all of it. 

What started out as a low groan ended with her howling at the full moon like an animal unleashed. Her body writhed above me in orgasmic bliss and that is what undid me. I let loose, like the only way to my orgasm was fucking her through hers. Grunting, sweating and groaning. The both of us made absurd faces and neither of us cared.  She glowed.  I swear it. Fuck I glowed as the circle of stones practically sang around us.

to be continued...

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[faegoddessog]

Day 26: Guess Who?

Summary: She might as well beg for more (Her POV)

Warnings: Explicitly Adult material 18+, more cunnilingus, fingering and orgasm.

A/N: Shout out to @dailydoseofaustinbutler, who has all the deets pinned for this challenge!

The masterlist for this challenge is here.

My big ol masterlist

I knew it was coming, how could I not? He had taken his time to work me over so thoroughly. He’d put everything he had into it. When he touched my clit, my aching needy clit, I gasped, air whooshing between my teeth. My pussy walls clenched and an orgasmic wave nearly washed over me.  It was all I could do to keep standing. My knees would have buckled out from under me if not for my grip on the rock behind him. Thank the Fae for that stone or I would have hurt both of us. 

I blurted out the only word I could manage and he acquiesced immediately. His hands tightened around my hips offering support. I looked down trying to smile through my slight huffing. Then I saw his face: a portrait of a puppy who thought he was in trouble but had no idea why. 

Shit. 

“Guess who nearly fell on you and broke your neck, fuck you are so good Austin.” I stepped back and let my legs give, melting to the ground. 

He exhaled, visibly relieved as he assisted me. 

“Oh thank god, I thought I’d hurt you,” he said quickly.

“Not at all, fuck I was so close, Can you please…,” I lay back, widening my legs and shifting my hips in blatant invitation. 

“Yes ma’am,” he said with just a hint of southern drawl. His full bottom lip caught between his teeth as he descended between my legs. This is how good he was, he didn’t just back in at the same intensity. N. He sucked and grazed my inner thigh with his teeth as he settled. He traced my labia with his tongue.  He pressed inward to taste me lightly,  then more, nestling his face between my legs and his tongue searching deep inside me, well, deep for a tongue. Somehow he still didn’t brush my clit until he lapped up teasing it again. My hips tried to chase his face as he chuckled softly. 

I loved the play, the cat and mouse, the teasing of it all. He was good, like a man that studied and practiced good. What a lucky girl I was tonight. 

He pried my wet lips apart with his fingers once more and I waited for the tip of his tongue. Instead he blew a soft stream of air onto my heat. The difference of sensation made me clench again, though not as strong as last time. Then he touched me, over and over again with tiny little licks. It drove me wild. And when most men would give in and start sucking, he didn’t. He kept amping me up with the smallest of changes, more surface area, more pressure, nibbling lips. It was clear that this was not just a means to an end for him. He was eating me out with the purpose of just that: eating me out, giving me pleasure. And it was just as clear that he was enjoying the hell out of it. 

It snuck up on me as I was just letting the sensations pour over me, enjoying each moment for what it was. My back arched, my fists filled with the blanket and I came, cresting on his tongue.

Then he did something fucking genius. In the scarce moments between peaking and coming down, he slid his long fucking fingers inside me. I swear I saw stars as he curled them gently into the spongy tissue behind my pubic bone. He was unhurried, didn’t ‘finger’ me into oblivion. He pulsed, rocking back and forth, keeping me high for a minute, maybe two. When his mouth closed softly on my clit for the first time, I came right onto his fingers and into his mouth. The stones groaned back at me, reflecting my voice.

Why was it fucking genius? Because he built me up slow, didn’t burn out my clit trying to force my orgasm, and most of all I fucking wanted him inside me.  No, I needed it. I’d never had two orgasms be a mere tease before. 

And by the smug look on his face, he knew it. 

to be continued...

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[faegoddessog]

Day 26: typical

Summary: In which she "bewitches" him and he finds himself between her legs (His POV)

Warnings: Explicitly Adult material 18+, Cunnilingus

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Fuck. Me. 

Ok, but we’ll get to that. 

It only took her a minute, maybe two before she was grinding into my hand. It wasn’t lost on me that she was inches from my hard dick.  Yes I was the one who had stopped her using me, riding me, and yes there was a part of me that regretted it.

But she wasn’t the least bit embarrassed to let her sexual nature take front and center. I’d had typical women who ‘took control’ who demanded things of me, albeit things I was usually comfortable giving. And I’d had partners that were just sorta there and let me guess what they wanted, expecting me to rock their world without communication, verbal or non. Had they considered what it would take to rock mine? Usually no.  And since I had gained more notoriety, I had had beautiful women throwing themselves at me, fawning blatantly. I would lie if I said I’d not taken some of them up on it. After my years of relationships I needed to play, to see what was out there and what I really wanted. I had some good times with good people, yes. I also fell into some traps, I had some soulless blowjobs and behind closeted doors shame-filled sex. I knew what I wanted now and was just biding my time until I found it.

But Kit? She was in it as though sexual pleasure was a foregone conclusion for us both and how we got there depended solely on the moment. Everything about her screamed we were equals, just people enjoying one another. This was joyous pleasure. She didn’t act as though she were owed an orgasm ‘or else’. She just let her body lead, let it experience mine without letting guilt into her headspace. It took a great deal of trust in herself and in her partner. And there was no wondering if she was ‘liking it’, her every breath was a message, each twitch of her muscles and sign. And my god it was good. 

“Austin,” she breathed. I thought she was going to say more, but instead she was shimmying out of her pants and underwear.

She stood silvery naked above me, tattooed across one hip with swirling lines and curliques that extended onto the roundness of her ass. She was magical, and it wasn’t the moonlight. 

Usually I would ask all kinds of permission for every step and I suppose I kinda did when I sat up and kissed her bare thigh. But I was positively dumbstruck by her very presence. 

After that, I don’t really know what came over me. The next thing I knew my pants were a pile beside me and I was sitting cross legged between her wide spread legs, lapping at her seam. 

My dick was bouncing heavy against my stomach with each movement. 

“Fuck, your tongue feels like magic, where did you learn… No, I don’t care. Just please don’t stop,” she murmured in between moans of pleasure. 

I grinned against her wetness, I had only just begun.  I loved it, pussy in my mouth.  I had made an indepth study of cunnilingus once upon a time. It had done nothing but serve me well. 

I wanted to take bets on how long it would be before she begged to have me inside her.  I loved to edge my partners. Getting them so close, close enough to realize that I know exactly what I am doing.  

My head tilted back, feasting everywhere, her lips, her mons, dipping into her opening. Everywhere but her clit. That I was saving. 

You see, most men are simple creatures at heart. If we learn about the clit and if we are lucky enough to find it and figure out what it does, we initially treat it like a joy buzzer. Push button, receive orgasm. It’s not our fault, truly. It's just the way we are built. Stroke cock, get cum.  Ugh grunt. We don’t know what we know until we seek to be better. Some of us do, in fact, seek. 

But women, women have so much more going on upstairs during sex. Sometimes you have to sneak up on the clit; tease, flirt. Pause all other thought while you usher them to the brink and back again until all thought is small compared to the rush just over the edge. Some are harder to coax than others.

What I was loving about Kit specifically was that she eagerly let me lead, but wasn’t submissive about it. She played beautifully into my hands, following my trail of crumbs and let me worship her. Her pleasure woven intrinsically with mine. Because have I said how much I love to make a woman cum?

And her noises! Oh my god the noises she was making. Little whining moans, low chuffs begging for just the right spot and the groans of pleasure when I did just that right thing, just that perfect spot with perfect pressure. There was no mistaking and no faking. 

Her juices ran down my chin as I ate her out. Her descent into pleasure gave permission for my own.  It was all heightened by the thrum of the stones around us. 

I thumbed her lips apart, exposing her clit to the cool night air.  With the tiniest tip of my tongue I touched her. Just barely. Her reaction was palpable. That alone made her white knuckle the stone I was leaning against and suck air in through her teeth. I grinned internally, she was gonna explode on me. 

“Stop,” she shuddered out, sounding as if I had hurt her. 

The words rocked me, I sank. Had I misread every cue? Every moan? 

The words “I’m so sorry” were on the tip of my tongue even though I had no clue what I had done wrong. 

to be continued...

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Day 24: clothing optional

Summary: in which they negotiate (Her POV)

Warnings: Adult material 18+, nipple sucking and more dry humping

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“Eight months?!”

I found it hard to believe. This man was too fine to go that long without sex. Yeah, I knew that sex wasn’t as important to other people as it was to me, but wow. 

“I told you I like real connection… and that’s been hard to find lately when…” 

He acted like he knew exactly what he meant, but just didn’t want to say it. 

“Water, water everywhere, but not a drop to drink?” I guessed, cocking my head. 

He nodded, shrugging and a little embarrassed. Not, it seemed, from the eight months, but at his own fame.  It had to be hard when the one thing that you wanted came at such a price. Fame man, a double edged sword. 

“Alright,” I said, trying to assimilate this information. “Is this too much for you?” I asked, suddenly concerned that I was pressuring him. 

“No, no no no. I like it, I like you. I need it. I want it.” I half expected him to beg, to add the ‘please’ that was in his eyes.

“When was your last test? Do we even need these?” I picked up the condom. 

He shrugged “I’ve been clean every time I tested, that was well… eight months ago.  But pregnancy? I’m not in a place for that, right now.”

“No, me neither, I have an IUD,” I went on, “and I have a test from a couple weeks ago, all negative. It’s terribly irresponsible,” I said rolling my eyes, I was serious but also feeling silly. 

“Yes, very.” he nodded somberly. “But the stones might like it better, if we are bare.” 

The fact that he said this sealed the deal. Whether it was that he could feel the magic of the place or that we just both wanted to do it and needed a reason, I wasn’t sure. But it was true that these places liked the old ways: bare bodies, bare bits, and bare souls. 

“Austin, are you trying to say that the stones prefer ‘clothing optional’?” I made air quotes with my fingers. 

“Well, if you want to leave clothes on… might make it harder.” 

The cheesy line feels pretty hard to me ran through my mind. Instead I ran my palm over his trapped dick and looked at him like he was lunch.

“Fuck,” he said under his breath. 

With that he slid his hands up my belly and peeled off my blouse. 

The cool night air hit my nipples, bringing them to points in the moonlight. Bra? We don’t need no stinking bra. 

His breath shuddered in appreciation. 

His fingers traced my ribcage and I pulled my hair back into a quick messy bun with the hair tie on my wrist. His thumbs lightly brushed the taut flesh of my nipples, sending heat like water trickling down my belly to pool in my pelvis. 

It was my turn for a shuddery inhale. 

“God you are breathtaking,” he murmured, looking right at me before planting a soft, worshipful kiss in the valley of my breastbone.  

My hands carded lightly into his hair, the silky locks pure pleasure between my fingertips. It was unfair, when men had such divine hair.  

Warmth enveloped my nipple, his tongue grazing the tip in a way that said he liked having his nipples sucked too.

He latched on, cupping with his tongue before taking a long, soft pull. His hands wrapped around my back, pulling me closer as he worked his mouth. 

“Fuck,  that’s good!” I moaned, tossing my head back at the sensation.

He kept it up with his mouth. One hand slid up my thighs and between my legs. He pressed with his palm giving me something to pulse against. It's like he could read my mind, but more likely my body. I’m not ashamed to say that I ended up rutting against him. I reveled in the pressure, in the vision of him pressed so close to my breast, and in the warmth of his body under mine. 

to be continued...

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Day 23: Should I stay or should I go now

Summary: Hello foot, meet mouth (His POV)

Warnings: Adult material 18+, kissing, dry humping, talk of cum

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I watched her face freeze as she listened to me, then steel as if she was about to hear a jury verdict not in her favor. I should have read the damn room and shut the fuck up. 

But I just had to tell her how connected and alive she made me feel, how easy it was to kiss her and how much I wanted to take care of her in the best way. 

Apparently I was failing miserably without realizing it. Ah, blood loss to the brain. 

“Well, should I stay or should I go now?” she said with a carefully neutral face. 

“Go?” 

Why was she quoting song lyrics to me?  Then it hit me, I was about to fumble this so bad. Oh god, sometimes I’m a dumb boy. Honestly, it was a little scary, but it would be stupid to say no, to let fear eat away at living life.

“What I’m trying rather poorly to say is if that first kiss was any indication, then somehow the captivating woman I first laid eyes on two hours ago has bypassed all my carefully constructed shy guy walls and made me feel more alive and connected and safe in the past hour and a half than I thought possible.”

She closed her eyes then, taking a big breath then nodded at me to go on. 

“I will go as far as you want,” I clarified, “anywhere you want. I’m game for out here if this is what you want.” 

Thank god my brain kicked in when it did, because I thought she might have bailed on me. No, she’d have kicked me from the circle and masturbated alone, I’m sure of it.  Instead she nodded, blowing out a breath and letting the hastily constructed mask fall away.

“I thought you were gonna boot me off your lap. Hello lurking abandonment trauma.” She said the last mostly to herself. 

“I assure you, there are a lot of things I’d like to do, but kicking you off my lap isn’t one of them.“

“Oh yeah? Like what?” she arched an eyebrow.

I felt like it was test. One of those open ended response ones where you ramble on and hope there are enough key words thrown in to make it look like you know what you are talking about.

“I want to run my hands over every bit of you just to watch your body respond and learn all your little nooks and crannies. I want to witness you wrapped in pleasure. I want you to be unable to decide if you should beg me to stop or beg me for more.” 

This time my mental flow did me right. She nearly whimpered on my lap, so she must have liked what I said.  Her lips pressed together and her brows furrowed as though trying to control herself. Her hips though, they shook as I spoke.

“Fuck” she breathed, “yeah ok.” 

She leaned over to her bag, rummaged around and produced a couple condoms.

I couldn't help myself.

I grabbed her by the back of her neck and kissed her hard. I could feel my own puffing breath eddy against her cheek. I nearly lost control with how she took over my deep kiss, all perfect pressure and suction and tongue. She melted against me, riding my bulge. 

“Fuck” I grabbed her hips “If keep doing that, I’m going to cum in my pants.” 

“Oh, we can’t have that,” she said, backing off and clearly trying to get a grip. 

“I hope you don’t mind if I get a little selfish,” I told her, “it’s been a bit for me and I want to savor every second, go real slow.” 

“Going slow is selfish eh? Well then I want to be selfish too.” 

This time I kissed her in slow motion, sucking on her lip. She nibbled her way down my neck, trying not to grind on my hardness. 

“May I ask, how long is ‘a bit’?” Her words were hot in my ear.

“Since I’ve been with someone else? Eight months,” I said through the shiver down my spine. 

I thought her jaw was going to drop on the floor. 

to be continued...

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Day 22: I don't get it

Summary: more on the kissy smoochie and UH OH are things about to get sour??? (Her POV)

Warnings: Adult material 18+, kissing, mention of masturbation and erections.

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The look on his face screamed ‘I don’t get it’  but all he could get out was “What?” 

It was not what he had expected me to say. 

“Sorry,” I giggled, more at myself than at him, “I’m getting ahead of myself.” 

I leaned back, giving myself some space to order my thoughts. 

He had felt so fucking perfect against my mouth. No square millimeter of those full lips went unused, went wasted in the last ten minutes. It had been apparent that his shyness did not extend to his ability to make someone feel thoroughly kissed. 

It had taken me all of about twenty seconds to fall prey to his oral trap. The way he guided me imperceptibly to match him was nothing short of magic. 

My body just reacted, not seeking permission from either of us really. One second I was sitting next to him, looking up as he was leaning down toward me, and the next I was in his lap. His hands slid under the flowy hem of my knit top and warmed the skin on my waist. The way he steadied me without even missing a curl of his tongue against mine was intoxicating. I felt held, supported in a way that made me feel like I could touch the sky.

No, really, from one kiss. 

But holy fuck what a kiss.  

I could literally feel the vasodilation in my blood vessels prickling my core. My hips didn’t petition my brain to move and I couldn’t have fought it if I tried. They pumped back and forth softly against his body, searching for the hard swell of him all on their own. When he adjusted himself, it was a small movement, a thing men do all the time. But it didn’t stop me from suddenly wanting to watch him stroke himself.

By the time I pulled back my whole body was tingling with more than just blood flow. I was buzzing, mind, spirit and body. 

I tried to take a breath, but the moonlight struck his face. Those eyes staring up at me, looking at me like I was some kind of seraphim hovering above him and whoosh, there went my breath. 

Knowing that he was turned on, made him even hotter. 

And now here he was, feeling the stones, telling me that he liked me, showing me that he wanted me without words. It made me feel not like a thing to be claimed, but a woman to be worshipped.  

Luckily he kissed me again, because my mental lexicon failed to load. Words seemed hard. And indeed, they were. 

Nature Boy? What the hell brain? 

Deep breath. Try again.  

“God you turn me on. And I don’t know how you feel about casual sex, but I’d like to go further here. We don’t have to if you don’t want to or if you aren't comfortable out here.” I lifted my hands to indicate the stones.

Please, please be comfortable, was my internal monologue. Did the stones NEED consent, no, but I’d be damned if I would be the one to wake the stones without it. 

“Oh, I see.” If he was blushing, the silver gray of the moonlight hid it well.  He took a big breath, whether to stave off his nerves or his desire I couldn't tell. 

When he took his time answering, I feared I had crossed some famous person line that I had no idea about. 

“I’ll admit I don’t do it much,” he said with a shrug, “not that I’m against it. I like it better when I know my partner. I feel like if there is a connection you can read them better. There is less ‘walk of shame’ and more desire to take care of each other. I enjoy it so much more, it makes me feel alive. I like real intimacy, not just some run of the mill lap dance.” 

He rambled like he was trying to let me down easy, but it came across more like explaining to a toddler why they can’t pour milk on the floor. I heard ‘this was nice and all but please get off my lap before it gets messy’. I tried really hard not to feel rejected, but old tapes die hard. 

to be continued...

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This one.

Yes there were PLENTY (Ok all) from the Men's Health spread that were wet panty inducing. But this one, it takes my breath and the cake. It's the eyes, obviously (isn't it ALWAYS his gaze?) And the water drop that just made it's way down the bridge of his nose. It's the way his hair is wet, dark, and unruly. The near glow of the whisps backing his ears like a roman diadem of laurels. The corner of his mouth peeking out from crux of his forearm, hinting at what else his lips could be peek out from if you squint just so. It's the boyish quality of his eyes, those long eyelashes, and the cluster of freckles on his left cheek making that hook constellation. mixed with the manly of his clench of his jaw and the scruff of his beard. He's not flirting with the camera, he's not being bashful. It's a moment of truth captured.

The places my imagination has taken me based on this one photo. Damn.

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Day 17 Pizza

We interrupt our regularly scheduled program to bring you this little l00 word story and I banged out just now with thirty minutes left in 5/17. :) Cuz why not :)

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Remember that time when you ordered a slice from that stand up place. You had turned to find him, tall, blonde, beautiful, breathtaking.  You’d smiled and tucked your hair behind your ear, saying excuse me as you shuffled by him, slice in hand. On the bench out front, minutes later asked politely if he could sit with you.  Neither of you really tasted the pizza as you ate in silence.

“God I needed that.” he said, wiping his mouth and hands on the flimsy, too small napkin. “Hi, I’m Austin.” 

I do, I remember. He does too. Glorious damn day.

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Summary: Kissy noises. ( His POV)

Warnings: Adult material, 18+ kisses, erection (and shivers)

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Once again the words were out of me before I could think. It was like my instinct was driving, not me. 

“You’d better,” was all that she said before her lips were on mine. 

And oh my god did she know how to kiss. 

No. That’s not right. I’ve kissed women who ‘knew how to kiss’. This was different. It was like we were pre-coded to kiss one another.  

Flashes of homecoming victory kisses with ticker tape flashed in my mind. A homecoming not from war, but from lifetimes. 

My lips molded to hers, my tongue welcomed hers, both dancing together in easy partnership. There was no spoken agreement and there didn’t have to be. We deepened the kiss, letting it flow as natural as water in a creek bed. 

Her body lifted and her knees cradled my hips as she climbed my lap, hands finding stability on my shoulders. Mine landed on her waist like they were meant to go there all along. 

I hadn’t anticipated the flow of her movement, but I definitely wasn’t going to protest it either.  What I did take objection to was that my dick was suddenly confined against my leg. And only because it had started to swell. 

I unconsciously reached between us and adjusted myself in my slacks. I told myself that I had no expectations of needing to resolve it. I’d had enough practice on sets to know that my body sometimes reacted and there was nothing to be done about it. 

Did I want to? Oh hell yeah, it had been more than a minute since I’d had sex. But I’m a damn gentleman and decidedly an un-toxic male and I would not expect a damn thing. 

She, on the other hand, seemed to have no issue with the fact that I was half hard right under her. She didn’t grind into me, not exactly, but the way her hips rocked made it clear she was aware. 

After what could have been seconds or minutes, she pulled back from my lips, separating our mouths with a gentle smack. The moon haloed her and the clouds whisped out behind her like makeshift wings. 

“Jesus,” I breathed. 

“I did not invite him, hunny,” she said with a smirk. 

I shook my head, laughing softly. 

“I just meant, wow that was-” I seriously didn’t have a word that seemed right. Luckily, I didn’t need it. 

“Yeah,” she nodded, “it was.” She looked down, as if just now realizing what her body had got up to while we were kissing. “Do you want me to -” She tilted her head sideways and tensed her legs as though to get off me.

“Please no.” I emphasized my words with a momentary gripping of my hands. Of course if she wanted to dismount, I wouldn’t stop her. “I like it. I like you.” 

“Is that so?” Her hands glided up my neck and into my hair line at the back. It gave me shivers and my half chub stood instantly at full mast. “For the record, I like you too,” she said against my lips. 

I pulled her body tight against mine, wrapping one hand around her low back as I kissed her. The second kiss was just as mindblowing, if not more so. Now she was full on grinding against me, making me moan into her mouth. I seriously forgot where I was, the cold stone at my back tertiary to the heat from her groin, the soft tug of her fingers in my hair, and the taste of her mouth.

“Austin,” she said with heavy breath when we broke apart, “how much of a nature boy are you?” 

To be continued...

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Day 15 tranquility

Summary: We learn a bit more about Kit. They have thier first 'argument' (lol) Her POV

Warnings: nope

A/N: Shout out to @dailydoseofaustinbutler, who has all the deets pinned for this challenge!

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“There are no better words that you could have spoken,” I took his hand and lead him to the middle. That he could feel the stones told me more than I needed to know. 

They hummed hello and an eager tranquility rippled outward around us. Like they knew what could happen and were shh-ing themselves to pay attention. The city lights twinkled like faraway fireflies as though this place existed in more than just one plane.

“It’s a node,” I went on, “a place where lines cross. It’s pretty powerful.” I left it at that and he didn’t ask me to explain futher. 

I pulled out the blanket and laid it out against the western most stone, giving us a back to lean against as we watched the eastern sky. 

“How do you know…. this place,” he asked, not bothering to cover his awe as he sat next to me.

“It called to me. The owners don’t seem to know it’s here, in fact I don't think anyone else does. But things like this find me.” 

I did not say how the place begged me to ‘turn on the stones again’. I knew in my heart that this was my way in which I could help the tumultuousness of the world. Keeping my frequency high was important, but just as important was the caretaking of these natural sacred spaces. I had tried to ignite the stones on my own, but it was clear that I needed a yang to my yin, that both divine masculine and divine feminine were needed here. And once I understood that, how to do it was obvious. 

“What, are you like some kind of oracle or something?” he asked in a way that could be a joke, but was also honest. 

“Or something, yes.” 

He cocked his head, wordlessly asking me for more. 

“I’ve always felt the energy of things andpeople,” I shrugged, “for some reason rock people are very strong with me. I find places like this a lot.” It was true, everywhere I went I found them, from natural stone outcroppings to springs to forest glades that hummed with power. Earth was full of them if you just stopped to see them. 

“Interesting," he seemed genuinely curious, "so that hair on the back of my neck feeling?” 

“Yeah, that’s the stones and the lines interacting. Oo here she comes!”  

We were interrupted by Luna as she crested over the mountains. A sliver at first, then she expanded slowly.  It lit up the stones all around us. In my head a whole orchestra struck a harmonious chord. We both watched quietly as the moon lifted into her full orb. The treeline of the horizon silhouetted on her bright surface. It was always uncanny how much the light increased, making it feel nearly like day. 

I closed my eyes, breathing deep for one, two cycles. Opening myself up to the channels of power swirling at my fingertips. 

I could also feel Austin’s presence beside me. In my mind's eye, he glowed bright gold. He was more than just a handsome man that apparently was famous. He was magic, whether he knew it or not. 

“You are beautiful, you know that?” I heard him say. My eyes opened to him staring at me with that impossibly handsome face. 

I’ve been told that it’s not well thought of to appear contrary when a handsome man calls you pretty. Taking a compliment wasn’t hard for me per se, but this man was used to the perfection of his peers, however ‘surgically assisted’ they were. I was far from that mythic ideal and had no intention of trying to pretend I could compare.   Don’t get me wrong, I love my body and care for it on the regular, but I wasn’t into chasing the facade of what passed for beauty in the world of celebrity. 

“It’s definitely the moonlight, makes mundane things more magical,” I joked. 

“You are anything but mundane. I mean it. I thought you were beautiful the second I saw you at the party.” 

“Yeah but I can't compare to those actresses and famous people you are probably used to.” Yup I said it, out loud. 

“Yeah, true,” he nodded his head. I wasn’t sure what I had expected by way of a retort, but it wasn’t agreement. Still, I was glad he was coming to his senses. Then, he hit me with a double whammy.  One: those eyes of his lifted and bored into my soul, two: the words “They don’t hold a candle,” came out of his gorgeous mouth. 

How he knew exactly what would cut my inner monologue to shreds, I don’t know. But holy fuck it did. It also made me feel like a shy school girl being asked to prom.

“Thank you Austin,” I conceded. I mean how could I not. It was a perfect fucking retort delivered in the perfect fucking way.

“Can I kiss you?” he blurted out.

To be continued

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Day 11: Yellow

Summary: a little car chit chat (his POV)

Warnings: nope

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Day 14 Least Favorite Roll 

Kit’s descent over the railing had shocked me at first. Then I figured why not. I’d never snuck out of a party quite so dramatically before. 

She led me through the quiet and darkened house quickly, grabbing a blanket and shoving it in a bag on the way out of the door. 

We drove for about a half hour up into the hills, away from the city. Somehow she routed us on roads I never been on and that were nearly vacant apart from the huge estates. It felt like a whole different world from the one I knew. She asked interesting questions that made me think. None of them were digging into my feelings as an actor or what drew me to the project, or what my favorite/ least favorite rolls had been. It was so refreshing and I felt myself opening up to her. 

I told her a funny story about my mom, one I hadn't thought of in years. 

Kit’s laugh was infectious.  

“Do you mind if I inflict my taste on you?” I asked to break the silence. 

“I’d be happy to taste… whatever you like,” she said slyly. Her alto voice poured over me and I had to breathe deep to keep it together.

I punched play on my list, a mix of old and new songs that I was into just now. 

“I’m sorry if my music tastes are older than you like,” I said jokingly as Fleetwood Mac came on.

“You don’t know how old I am,” she retorted almost immediately. 

“It doesn’t matter to me” I backpedaled. I figured she was over thirty, but not by much.

“It doesn’t matter to me either,” she giggled, “but it might change your mind about having my number.” 

“Not poss-” I started, “wait, a minute I don’t have your number.” 

“Oh!  Well then,” she snatched my still open phone off the charger and typed in her number. “There, problem solved.” 

She didn’t text herself to get my number, which I thought was either a wasted opportunity or profoundly respectful. She did take a contact photo of herself. 

“Thanks?” I said

“You are welcome,” she said with overt confidence. “I guess we’ll see if you nudge me or text me for breakfast in the morning.” 

“Breakfast? Are you asking me out on a date?” I figured if she was being bold, I might as well be too. 

“Well it is the most impotent meal of the day,” she said matter of factly. 

I turned and looked at her, trying to keep a straight face , “Impoent?” 

She snorted and I couldn’t help but start laughing myself. 

“I meant important!!” she laughed hard, not at all embarrassed. As her laughter abated, she smiled a genuine smile and put her hand on my knee. “Otherwise my attempt to seduce you is gonna go tits up.” 

The comment sat between us like a fire in my belly. My knee burned, hot, right to my dick. It would be hard to deny that I wanted her. 

Eventually, we stopped at a gate, she told me the gate code and it opened. 

“I’ve sat here before, they said I could come at any time,” she explained, sending a text to, I assume, the owners.

As we drove in and the gates closed behind us the lights of the city seemed to fade.  She pointed out a parking spot to the left. I couldn't see a house anywhere. This had to be a big property.

We got out and walked for another 10 minutes up a darkened hill. There was no path and I wondered briefly if I was being kidnapped into a cult or lead to certain doom. Honestly, if she were truly as she seemed, I wouldn’t mind that one bit. 

Then suddenly we were there and  I knew it before I saw it.

Jesus, I could feel it on the back of my neck. We stepped into a rock outcropping. Shadows of stones seemed to stand all around us, not perfect enough to be man made, but clearly a circle. The ground under my feet seemed soft and springy. 

It was out of my mouth before I could stop it. 

“What is this place? It feels sacred.”

to be continued ...

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Day 11: Yellow

Summary: Kit takes the path less traveled (Her POV)

Warnings: nope

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The look on his face was so honest. I didn't know at the time who he was, but I realized what he needed was someone to just see… him. Luckily I was good at seeing people. 

“I’d love to get to know actual, unpolished Austin.” 

His eyes snapped to mine as he swallowed hard.

“You want to get out of here? Watch the moonrise with me?” I asked before he could think 

“Yes,” he said it on the heels of my words, then his face fell.  “But getting  out unnoticed…” 

I smiled at him, took off my shoes and tossed them over the balcony. 

“Come on then,” I swung my leg over the railing, grateful that I’d chosen my loose comfy pants and not the dress I had been considering. 

He about had a heart attack, hands out like he was my personal safety strap that I had forgotten. 

 “Whoa what are you doing?” 

“Leaving,” I said as my other leg swung over the side. 

What he hadn’t seen, was this balcony had a trellis that led straight into the side yard of the house I was watching. For a week I had been wondering if I could climb it. Here was my chance.  I went down  hand over hand, trying to avoid the yellow flowers that vined up the criss-crossed wood. I stood on the concrete retaining wall that separated the properties and balanced-beamed  it to the table on the side yard. I looked up to see his face staring the fourteen feet down at me. Music boomed from the deck just around the corner. So it was a loud party you invited the neighbors to afterall. 

“You coming?” I asked with a grin.

He had this amused but incredulous look. Then shook his head, disappeared and the next thing I saw was his foot searching for a hold. He made it down with distinct grace and I watched his ass the whole way down. Damn it was fine. 

It was only when we got into his car that it dawned on me that he wasn’t a struggling actor… not at all. It was a classy Audi with all the bells and whistles. 

I suddenly didn’t want to show him my beat up little Subaru. She got me where I needed to go, and yeah, sometimes I slept in her between jobs, but I figured that was just like camping and par for the course when your livelihood was housesitting for millionaires. 

“Where to?” he asked, handing me his phone.  

I dropped the pin into maps and it immediately mirrored on the touchscreen. Fancy. 

 “I hope you are not allergic to the outdoors.”

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My Masterlist of the Days I wrote for

Day 7 Dream Meet Cute Scenario

Day 8 Alligator

Day 10 Buzz

Day 11 Yellow

Day 14 Least favorite roll

Day 15 Tranquility

Day 16 Nature Boy

Day 22 I don't get it

Day 23 Should I stay or should I go now

Day 24 Clothing optional

Day 26 Typical

Day 27 Guess Who

Day 28 A grand gesture

Day 29 Lips

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Can’t get onto your masterlist. This is popping up on lots of things for me at the moment and I can’t find any settings to change it 😩

Hmm, I was having this issue a while back. If you go to settings and to 'content you see' you can toggle the 'show matrue content' and the "blur matrue content' to see what happens. If you don't have those, then it may be a birthday issue. All my stuff is 18 or older:)