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Dead Girl Walking part 3

Warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI, oral (f receiving), p in v sex, squirting, mentions of bad past sexual experience

A/N: it’s finally here ya freaks lol. So many of you were requesting. Pic from : @evanpeters

part 1

part 2

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It had been about a day and Tate hadn’t talked to you at all. You weren’t sure how to feel honestly. You knew you’d have to move on eventually, it just was weird that it happened so suddenly. Usually he’d have blown up your phone immediately after leaving the theater, but instead you received radio silence. That being said you also haven’t heard anything from Austin either. Until today.

‘Rehearse tonight. 6 pm @ rm 125.’

You looked at the text as your professor droned on. You didn’t know how to react after your last interaction with Austin. Honestly after that whole interaction, he told you rehearsal was over and you went back to your dorm.

Weirdly enough Tate also hadn’t talked to you… AT. ALL. Granted you knew he wasn’t your problem anymore, you knew this should be a good thing. But seeing as his texts became a normal thing for years it was off putting. You secretly hoped that this was at least a sign he was moving on. But almost as if he could read your mind, Tate’s contact flashed in your notifications.

‘Dinner tonight. 6 PM <3’

Yeah fucking right… as if you’d miss a chance to talk to Austin to go out with Tate. You typed out your response.

‘Can’t. Rehearsal.’

You pushed through the rest of your classes for the day, eventually going back to your dorm. You gave your roommate a quick hello before heading to your desk. You didn’t share a bunk bed like the freshman dorms, however both of your bedrooms were only detached by a wall with a very small shared desk space with the door. It was as though they just put up a cheap wall in a somewhat large dorm room.

Your best friend appeared at your door shortly after you sat at your desk. “What is wrong with you?” She asked as she came into your room, putting her bag on the floor next to your door. Dropping your head onto your desk, you stayed quiet. She read your general upset vibe essentially through the door.

You mumbled your response into the desk and she didn’t hear you so you picked up your head. “I kissed Austin.” Then the deafening silence. A quiet ‘What?’ From your roommates room. You turned to her doorway where she was now in the doorway. Your best friend's jaw was just dropped but slowly turned into a smile and she let out a small squeal.

“I thought you were with that Tate guy? Who’s Austin?”

“He’s our hot director for the musical. I knew he liked you the second you got cast as Veronica!” Your best friend interrupted your response. “Wait wait! Tell me how it happened!” She shook you by the shoulders then quickly sat on the floor in front of you. Your roommate looked at your friend before shrugging and grabbing her bag of chips off her desk and her chair, now sitting down as well.

You took a deep breath before revealing everything from the car ride to the script heart and then the kiss. “… But then he said rehearsal was over and I came back here. The only other text I got from him was about rehearsal practice.” You said and your friends looked at each other.

“I didn’t get called in to rehearse. And if Tate was he would’ve been here by now. What if he wants to have a special one-on-one rehearsal where you two can make out again.” Your friend raised her eyebrows suggestively.

“There’s no way he’d risk it again. He’s probably just gonna keep things professional and tell you not to talk about it with anyone.” Your roommate interjected. You sighed and looked down at your phone, seeing that you really only had enough time to grab some quick dinner from the dining hall on the way to the theater.

You excused yourself to change quickly as your friends bickered about how tonight would go. I mean… it wouldn’t be the worst thing for you to prepare for the best case scenario. Thinking about that possibility you decided it couldn’t hurt to put on a not so old and gross bra under your shirt.

As you walked your way over to the theater building you thought about what could possibly happen at this rehearsal. To be realistic, Austin was probably going to tell you off and cut things off between the two of you. As you walked into the building with that assumption, you walked towards the theater. The theater was room 200. So he didn’t want to see you in the theater then?

You walked down the stairs and into the basement floors of the building. You kept walking past the music rooms until you got to 125. It was a relatively small room with a couple music stands and a keyboard. It was almost smaller than your dorm room. The only thing that set it apart from the other rooms in the hallway was that this door had no window and had a lock on the door. It used to be a storage room until the school needed more space.

You took a deep breath and opened the door to the room. Austin was already sitting at the chair next to the keyboard. He turned to you the second that you walked into the room. He looked completely normal, as if you two didn’t like makeout and essentially hump each other two days ago. As if that took no toll on his thoughts like it had yours.

“Oh hey. Right on time.” He said and handed you a script. “I’ve decided that from now on, your duets with Tate are to be practiced separately until dress rehearsals. I can’t just get rid of him at this point so I guess you’re stuck practicing with me for the time being.”

Somehow, while not what you were expecting, this was a very good scenario. You took the script and put it on the music stand, taking off your jacket and putting it on a stack of chairs against the wall. “We’re going to start with ‘Seventeen’.” He let you warm your voice up for a minute.

While you warmed up he turned the keyboard so he could see you while he played, as opposed to facing the wall like it was. It definitely made the room feel a lot smaller and put him a lot closer to you. As you sang he followed your cues as he followed along with you on the piano. Here somehow treated the whole practice as just a regular standard rehearsal and it was driving you crazy. It was when you finally took a water break that you finally said something.

“You don’t even require me to kiss Tate for the actual show and we actually kissed and you haven’t said a single word to me about it. Austin can you please just say something? I can’t keep acting like that kiss didn’t happen and wasn’t amazing. So please either just tell me off or kiss me again. I don't want to stay wondering.” You said as he was leaning over his bag on the floor, facing away from you. All his movement stopped, you could barely even tell if he was still breathing.

“It was unprofessional and inappropriate.” He stated and his head dropped as he stood up and turned back to you, walking towards you with sheet music in his hand. He placed it on your stand, now less than a foot from you. God considering he was always sitting art the piano or in the theater rows you barely noticed how tall he was when he stood near you. He paused in front of you as you two stared at each other, neither one knowing quite what to say.

You were about to apologize when he leaned forwards and connected your lips again. You were shocked for a moment but slowly wrapped your arms around his neck to just pull him closer. His now empty arms wrapped around you as your lips started to move together. He slowly pulled back for a second before staring at you.

Somehow with newfound confidence, you moved to the door and locked it before turning back to him standing in the room. “Austin I want you to tell me how you really feel. No more of this saying one thing but doing another.” You stated and crossed your arms over your chest. His eyes stared at you for what felt like forever.

“Why don't I just show you how I really feel?” He said and reached out a hand for you to come back to his arms. You took his hand and he wrapped his arms around you before pushing you back towards the wall. Your lips reconnected as his hands traced their way along your sides. His lips burned your own with the fiery heat of his kiss.

“You’re beautiful and you deserve so much in this world. You deserve the world and I want to provide that for you. But I know that others wouldn’t like us being together.” His face was buried in your neck as his fingertips dipped barely inches under your waistband at your hips. “I want you. I crave you. I can’t deny that.” Austin placed another hot kiss against your collarbone and you let out a shaky breath. It was almost as if you were to breathe he’d blow away in the wind.

“Austin… I want you too.” You whispered out and his hands finally dipped further under your waistband to grab at your ass cheeks.

“Please let me show you how much I crave you.” He whispered and you nodded against him. “Say it out loud.” He said and pulled back to look you in the eyes.

“Yes Austin. I want you.” You said softly and he smiled, placing one quick kiss to your lips before sinking to his knees in front of you and looking up at you. He pulled just the waistband down from your leggings and kissed along your hip bones as he looked up at you for permission to go further. “Please… keep going.” You barely whispered out but that was enough for him.

He pulled down your leggings to your knees, leaning forward to plant small kisses to your thighs as he pulled them down the rest of the way. As he pulled one of the legs off, he reached over and pulled the chair over from the keyboard. He sat you down and you leaned forward to kiss him as his fingers traced lines along your legs, reaching in between your thighs to spread them apart.

Tate never treated you like this. He was never this gentle or loving and he definitely never even got this close to eating you out. Yeah it sounds bad but you just wrote it off as a problem with you, or his own forgetfulness. It was a lot easier to write off if he never did it in the first place and you were each other’s first so it’s not like he would’ve had practice. But now Austin was here and touching you and you didn’t know what to expect.

God, you felt like you were on cloud nine with his hands caressing your skin. Yet the true bliss was yet to start. He leaned forwards and pressed his lips against your core through your underwear. The movement sent chills through your spine, an involuntary moan sneaking through your lips. He smirked a bit as he used his fingers to move aside your panties, barely letting you realize it before his tongue licked a line up your clit.

Your jaw dropped, and as much as your eyes wanted to close in pleasure he looked way too attractive between your thighs for you to want to look away. His tongue trailed over your fold a couple more times before he pulled at the waist of your underwear again to finally slip them off of you. You tried to pull him up to kiss you again but he paused you. “I’m not done yet.” He said and gently pushed you back against the chair, pulling your legs apart again and pushing them up over his shoulders.

He dove back in, now letting his tongue dip down further between your folds. You could feel him glide through your folds as you let your head fall back in pleasure. He hummed softly as his lips surrounded your clit, his hand finding yours and placing them on his head. He began to suck gently on your clit and you almost felt your wetness rush to the parts that wanted him the most.

His fingers slowly found their way to your hole, tracing them through your wetness slowly as he continued alternating between licking and sucking on your clit. He stared up at you as he slowly pushed a finger into you, curling it up and somehow almost immediately finding that spot in you that made you almost scream. Your breathy moans now turned into more of a whine.

“Want you to tell me how you’re feeling, baby. Tell me what you want.” He said, punctuating his thought with another deep lick through your folds.

“God, Austin, you make me feel so good. I want you to fuck me… please.” The words came out of your mouth, interrupted a couple times with moans as his finger pushed in and out of you, hitting that spot in you over and over.

“Hmm as pretty as you sound asking for me to fuck you I’d rather you finish like this first.” He said and before you could respond all of his movements suddenly got faster. Your eyes literally rolled back. He added another finger inside you, his digits caressing you and his tongue giving you just the perfect pressure on your clit.

Within only seconds of him speeding up you already felt yourself peaking. A quick gasp and everything came crashing. The waves of pleasure singing through your body as you let your head fall back, hand holding onto Austin's head. His movements slowed down and he pulled his mouth off of you. His fingers left you empty as they trailed up to your very sensitive clit, drawing small circles over it.

“Austin…” He used his free hand to wipe his mouth quickly before coming up to kiss you slowly. You slowly came back to reality and reached forwards to grab for his belt buckle. He didn't stop you as you pulled him from his pants, your fingers trailing over his cock. He was incredibly hard, tip red and leaking as you glanced at it.

He was definitely a bit bigger than Tate. It was definitely thicker too, but somehow all you could think when looking at it was how pretty his cock was. You leaned forwards to offer reciprocation but Austin shook his head. “No baby, I wanna make you feel good. Let me take care of you.” He said and you nodded as his lips recaptured yours in a deep passionate kiss. Remnants of your taste were on his lips, his chin still a little wet but you couldn’t care less.

As he sat up a bit you pulled the back of his shirt up and over his head before dropping it on the floor, following suit with your own shirt, leaving you in just your bra. He leaned forwards and kissed you up your stomach as he pushed his pants a bit further down. By the time he got up to your lips his tip was inches from you.

Austin pushed his hips forwards, rubbing his tip up through your folds, collecting your wetness and rubbing against your clit with his tip. You paused your kiss to look at him. He looked down and gently pushed himself in. You moaned as he stretched you open on his cock. God if you thought his fingers were good his cock was perfect. As he pushed himself further in you heard him let out a goan, that itself egging you to let your head roll back.

He paused once he was fully in you, letting the two of you bask in it for a minute before he pulled back a bit and pushed back in. He started thrusting slowly, dropping his head to kiss along your neck and chest. You were still riding the high from your first orgasm, but all that meant was that you were already so close for your second. “You feel like heaven.” He whispered as his speed increased ever so slightly. “I don’t think I can last too long. You’re squeezing me so good baby.” He muttered, his breathy words egging you on.

His fingers moved between the two of you, his thumb pressing against your clit and rubbing in quick small circles. “Please go faster.” You whispered, grabbing his cheeks and pulling his lips against yours. He nodded and his speed increased. You bit onto your lip as he thrust into you, the circles he rubbed on your clit pushing you back closer to the edge.

Very quickly you were back on the edge. His thrusts hit deeply in you, hitting every spot you needed as you neared closer to finishing. “I want you to come all over me baby.” That was all you needed to hear before you felt yourself finish. It felt different than usual, a lot wetter actually. Could you even get this wet? You could barely focus as Austin kept pounding into you, feeling him finish only seconds after you.

After a few seconds of complete silence you opening your now drowsy eyes to look at him. His entire torso was wet… oh. “Oh my god i’m so sorry i didn’t know that i could even-” Austin leaned in and connected your lips again.

“I’m sure no one’s ever tried hard enough to make you feel that good. Am I right?” His dazzling smile was back and you laughed a little and shook your head.

I mean It’s not like Tate would even really care if you finished… Wait. You don’t have to think about him anymore. Right?

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