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If You Came Back

pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

words: 1,823

warnings: guns, minor character death, vaginal sex, oral sex (f), kissing.

summary: western!au in which you rekindle an old relationship

a/n: this was intended to be a lot longer, but i’m quite tired & i also did not get a chance to double check this, so sorry if there are any typos/grammatical errors

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In an attempt to get away from the trio of angry bandits Bucky jumps off his galloping horse. He runs until his luck fails him, the bandits soon circle him.

One of the men dismounts their horse and makes his way to Barnes, gun in hand and aimed right as his chest. He sways the pistol - signaling Barnes to turn around so the man could take back the loot Barnes had stolen from them earlier.

His hand an inch away from Barnes’ figure until

BANG!

The man goes down causing the other two to clumsily look in different directions for the shooter.

BANG !

BANG !

All three of them are on the ground. Bucky hasn’t moved; still facing the exterior wall of what seemed to be the town’s saloon.

He hears footsteps.

Six to be exact.

Until there’s a pistol digging into his back.

‘’Where’s the loot Barnes.’’

He knows that voice.

Smiling to himself before spinning himself to face you. Your pistol now digging into his chest.

‘’Easy darling’’

His gruff voice catching you off guard, allowing him to place his hand upon the top of your pistol - slowly lowering it. It’s been a year since the two of you last saw each other, you had convinced yourself you were over him. But seeing him now, the sunlight giving his skin the perfect glow, his dark hair curling a bit at the ends and his beard, oh his beard.  

Cutting yourself off from those ‘unwanted’ thoughts you quickly shook Bucky’s hand off the pistol and shoved it into your holster.

‘’I just want the loot back, they took it from me.’’

‘’And who’d you take it from?’’

You give him a judging look, like he isn’t at all familiar with what you do. ‘’I’m kidding, I’m kidding’’

He raises his hands in the air and walks over to his horse who had hid in a small alleyway.

‘’You know, I was watching the whole thing. I saw them steal from you so I went after the bastards.’’

‘’You were watching?’’ Confused to say the least,  what was he doing out in the middle of nowhere? You had set up camp a couple days ago in the middle of the Mohave desert, what was he doing out there?

He doesn’t answer, doesn’t even look back at you but you can see his jaw clench as he silently unhooks the bag from his horse. Holding it out to you.

‘’Thank you Barnes’’

Clearly bothered by you calling him by his surname he lifts the bag higher so that it’s out of your reach.

‘’Come on darling. It hurts hearing you call me that.’’

You roll your eyes as you let out a effortless ‘’Thank you James.’’ You try to snatch the bag but Bucky raises his brow and lifts the bag higher.

‘’Oh you’re breaking my heart here Doll.’’

You yourself are starting to get tired of this so you decide to give him what he wants.

‘’Thank you Bucky.’’

And almost like a key opening a locked door he lowers the bag.

‘’There. Wasn’t so hard was it?’’

Y/N takes the bag from his hands, she opens it and lets out a sigh of relief when she sees what she had been praying would still be in there; a ring. A ring Bucky had given her to be exact.

He sees it too and suddenly he’s reminded of that one night he got down on his knees and offered her that very ring.  He can’t control what his heart is feeling right now all he knows is that he wants her back in his arms right now.

It felt like time had slowed down and finally returned to normal when she averted her gaze from the ring and to him. She sees the lust in his eyes, unable to handle all the emotion from him and from her own she closes the bag and turns to leave.

But his hand stops her.

‘’Wait’’

Y/N looks into Bucky’s eyes, she waits.

‘’Meet me here again, at the saloon, tonight.’’

And all you could do was nod.

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As the night approached all you could think about was how you had left him all those years ago.

It was a night like this, humid air with fulfilling breezes passing by once in a while. You were laying naked next to your beloved, staring at the ring on your finger - placed there only a couple hours ago. That ring has pulled you into a lull of questioning thoughts for the past half hour.

You had always thought you were better than a simple married life, sure it seemed nice but your lifestyle only allowed you to trust one person - yourself.

Could you trust Bucky? The two of you had been together for a year now, if he was listening to you now he’d practically tell you off.

But then you think.. Bucky’s certain about his love for you, but you’re not that sure about your love for him.

You love him yes, but would you be able to give him a family? No, the lifestyle of an outlaw couldn’t afford that. You got up from the mattress, dressed yourself and went to take your thoughts outdoors. Bucky still deep in his snoring slumber he hadn’t noticed that you had left.

Now, you stood at the double barrel doors of the saloon. You quickly shake off all nerves and second thoughts as you push through the doors. Bucky is sitting at the far end of the room, hat tilted down to hide his face and a pint in hand - looks like he’s been here for a while. There’s barely anyone in the room with him except for the bartender and the band. You make your way toward him, he lifts his hat so that it’s not covering his face anymore and gestures for you to sit.

‘’I’m glad you could make it’’ he says with actual joy and then signals the bartender for another drink. Once the drink arrives you’re both drowning in the mix of uncomfortable silence and the band’s ragtime song. The tension between the two of you is painful, it’s obvious one wants to speak to the other. Bucky decides to break the silence.

‘’Why did you leave?’’

The sentence is vague but you know exactly what he means. Sipping on your drink, you look down and then toward him, scared to speak. But he wants an answer ‘’Was it something I did, if it was I’m sorry’’

‘’No it wasn’t you. I was just. I was scared I couldn’t give you what you wanted. ’’

‘’What I wanted? Doll you’re everything I could ever ask for, what made you think you weren’t?’’ His face is full of concern, eyes big as he searches yours for an answer.  You pause for a second, until ‘’I thought if we got married you’d want more, settle down and have kids. I don’t think I’m made for that, my lifestyle isn’t right for that.’’ His hands move your hands from your drink and curl them into his, keeping his gaze locked on your eyes. ‘’Oh Darling, we live the same lifestyle. I love you and you know I won’t push you to anything you’re not ready for. You’re mine Y/N and I’m yours, I’m with you on this journey every step of the way kids or no kids.’’ his fingers brush over the ring on your finger. He looks at it and then back at you.

‘’I love you, never stopped. You still love me?’’

Hearing those words from his deep voice does something to your chest, an unexplainable yet warm feeling. There’s no other response to his question than to kiss him, which you do. Lips pressed together until you can taste the beer on his tongue.

He slowly backs away, hands on your cheeks, your eyes slowly fluttering open as he says to you ‘’I have a room upstairs.’’

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Stumbling on kisses as the both of you barely make it through the door. Your thighs hooked around Bucky’s waist as he places the both of you on the bed, lips only leaving each other to catch air.

Moving from your lips his mouth travels to your neck and then to your blouse as he lays passionate kisses, eyes never opening as he attempts to unbutton your shirt. His fingers keep slipping which causes the both of you to giggle as you get up to help him take your own shirt off. Once your breasts are freed Bucky stops giggling and his pupils glow with lust.

He dives down to attack your nipples causing you to moan with pleasure. His tongue slowly travels from your nipple and all the way down to your hips. Quickly getting rid of your pants and underwear, his mouth latched onto your other lips as if it was his god given purpose. You cried out in pleasure as his tongue licked up and down, in and out, faster and faster. His finger joined in and you were so close to release, your moans were like a melody to his ears and he wanted to hear you sing more. You were getting closer and closer until the coil in your stomach finally sprang and he licked the last of your juices.

‘’You don’t know how much I missed that.’’

You elevate your thigh a bit higher until it reaches his clothed hardened cock. ‘’I think i know.’’ He smiles as he sinks down to kiss you, practically grinding against your thigh. In the midst of moans and lip smacks you pull away. You’ve both barely said anything to each other, just letting your bodies do the talking. Even now he understands what you want. Staring at your face, he can practically hear those words ‘’I need you’’.

A silent nod as he frees himself and slowly enters you. You moaned out his name, begging for him to pick up the pace. His eyes are on you, he didn’t want to rush, he wanted to savor the moment. His lips are on yours again, in attempt to silent your pleas as his cock painfully thrusts in and out of your core. You whined as he started to pick up the pace, the feeling of your soft velvet-y walls tightening around his cock could’ve been enough to make him come. He could feel himself nearing as he whispered in your ear ‘’Cum for me darling’’ his deep low voice was enough to bring you to your release, him finishing right after you.

Still inside of you, Bucky scoops you into his arms and rolls into a much more comfortable position, bringing the sheets over the two of you, his arms around you, acting as an unbreakable shield. He whispers ‘’Promise you won’t leave this time.’’ Your mind still trying to recover from the two mind-blowing orgasms you just had, you whisper a faint ‘’promise.’’

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writing something abt cowboy!bucky rn 😌

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gonna try be more active on here & write some more <3

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Never Been Kissed

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: College AU in which Reader gets her first kiss.

Words: 800

The party had cooled down, leaving just you and your friend Nat alone in the living room of whoever’s house; a Miguel song playing as you lay on the sofa just staring at the ceiling.

‘’I still can’t believe you’ve never kissed anyone’’

Not moving from where you were you let out a half-arsed mhm, showing you were clearly tired of Nat always bringing up your lack of experience. She takes another swing at the vodka bottle in her hand, as you keep your stare to the ceiling.

‘’Well I sure would love to be kissed, the chances have definitely presented themselves. I’ve just been too…’’

‘’Stubborn? Picky? Y/N everything doesn’t have to be perfect’’ turning to you, giving a stern stare before continuing her sentence. ‘’You know what? I dare you to kiss the next guy you see.’’

You give the idea a thought.

Sure, what’s the worst that could happen?

Closing your eyes, you propel yourself up from the couch. 

You turn your head near the direction of voices.

Opening them you look through the clear glass frame that leads to the kitchen. 

You see a tall figure, with his arms stretched out, laughing. As your vision clears you soon figure out that the tall figure is in fact James ‘’Bucky’’ Barnes, to put it blunt; the campus fuckboy. He was in three of your classes but the two of you hadn’t really interacted all semester, deciding he wasn’t worth your time with all the promiscuous rumors' floating around him. 

You let out a groan and bury your head into the arm-rest of the couch. Intrigued by your reaction Nat looks to where your gaze had been. 

‘’Oh my god, James!” she says in a state of drunken shock, her hands flying to her cheeks.

Having heard his name Bucky turns to the commotion. Recognizing Natasha, his eyebrows go straight to his forehead as he shouts her name in the most energetic way whilst making his way over to them. By the time he’s there Nat is still giggling to herself. 

‘’What’s so funny’’

‘’You won’t believe-’’

You try to cut her off by shoving a cushion in her face but she resists and the cushion is forced back into your arms, which you immediately cling onto and just bury yourself further into the couch. Nat is still a giggling mess as she tries to fill Bucky in on what had just happened.

‘’Y/N has never kissed anyone, So I told her to kiss the first person she saw and it was you!’’

The first half of that sentence had Bucky switching his focus from drunk Nat to you, you stared back at him with a blank expression on your face.

‘’You’ve never been kissed?’’

Moving your gaze from him to the other end of the sofa you reply ‘’Nope, never.’’ 

Nat, who seems to have recovered from her laughing fit, leans back on both palms and suggests an idea ‘’You know what, maybe you two should..’’ 

Bucky smirks, he kneels down against the arm rest, his face meeting the back of your head. You could basically smell him; it was a strange mix of vanilla and alcohol. 

‘’I’m up for it Doll, if you want me’’ 

A large part of your mind was telling you to get up and just leave; you didn’t want your first kiss to be with some fuckboy who’d forget about you in the next hour. But a small part of you was telling you to turn around and kiss him. 

Fuck It, Everything doesn’t have to be perfect.

Closing your eyes and turning your head once again.

Your lips pressed against Bucky’s, his gently moving over yours. It feels like forever until Bucky’s tongue is introduced, he licks your lips repeatedly - greedily entering your mouth as your teeth clash, tongue on tongue.

He props himself up, his hands then moving to your waist as you’re pushed further into the couch. The two of you now on the couch with Bucky on top of you, still kissing, completely ignoring everyone and everything around you. As if by accident Bucky’s crotch touches your thigh and you let out a moan, he pulls away - staring at you, you stare back.

He searches your face for any signs of discomfort. Unable to find one he moves back, his thighs still keeping your body trapped. 

‘’Good first kiss?’’

You give a confused nod.

‘’Good.’’ as he quickly gets up and leaves the room.

You don’t really see him again for the rest of the semester, or the next. The following weeks that came with your first kiss had you wondering where he had gone. But you ultimately realized that he wasn’t worth your time and you should just attempt to move on. If you could.

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Culotte: Chapter Two

Pairing: Mob!Seb x Stripper!Reader

Summary: When the strip club you work at gets a new owner...

Warnings: Masturbation, Failed Orgasms (?), Dry Humping, Swearing

A/N: Sorry for any spelling errors etc, I’m ill rn and wrote this all in one go.

It had been an entire week since you’d met Sebastian. Today being Friday, meaning you were probably going to see him tomorrow. The dullness of your professor’s voice sunk right past you as you mindlessly scrolled through your social media feeds, not paying any attention to the actual lecture. 

Your mind relentlessly flashing back to your new boss, you couldn’t get his face out of your mind… those dark blue eyes staring deep into your soul, his fluffy brown locks cut short but not too short and just his overall figure had your mind creating several different scenarios in which he had you pinned under him. You were brought back to reality when you realised everyone around you had got up to leave, quickly grabbing your bag you left the room as well. 

When you made it back to your shared apartment you found it to be empty, Sam was probably out grocery shopping you thought. You dropped down on the couch and let out a big sigh, you were feeling nothing but boredom with a slight tinge of horniness. You promptly got up from the couch and decided the best thing for you right now would be a bath. 

Turning the faucet on you watch as the water leisurely fills the tub. Once it’s reached ankle level you decide to ensconce yourself in it, playing around with the already miniscule amount of water. With eyes closed your hand slowly moves from the base of the tub to your feet and then slowly up your legs, reaching your thighs where it halts.  Your eyes flutter back open and meet the faucet … The pressure in which water was spewing out of the faucet was supplying your mind with a very dirty idea right now.. What could go wrong? I mean no one’s ever died of putting their vagina under a bath faucet, have they? You lie down on your back with your legs against the wall, spread open, and put your lower half under the faucet letting the pressure do it’s work.  

It felt good for a while until the warm water turned hot, causing you to wince and slide back to your previous position. Giving into the failed faucet masturbation you turned it off, leaving your mind to wonder for a couple of minutes; Sebastian Stan, your new boss or did he prefer Mr Stan? you thought. The man who had plagued your mind, as if he had poisoned you just by looking at you. Your hand quickly found its way back to your thighs, caressing them slowly, ultimately reaching your pussy. You imagined they were Mr Stan’s hands and not yours, were his hands soft? or were they rough? 

You imagined his voice as you rub your clit, him dirty talking you .. calling your pet names like princess. You were reaching your peak when the door burst open. You let out a yelp, removing your hand and sinking deep into the water attempting to cover your naked body. Sam, the person who interuppted all your fun put her hand against her mouth in shock. ‘’Don’t you lock the door’’ She said, her voice matching her shocked expression ‘’Why’d you come in?’’ was all you could think of, embarrassment painted all over your face.

‘’I thought no one was home.’’

‘’You weren’t home when I got here.’’

‘’Sorry, but hey look on the bright side, we’ll be laughing about this in the future!!’’ Sam said with a low laugh, closing the door and walking out. Not leaving before adding on a ‘’But hurry up I need to piss real bad.’’ You sunk further into the water, sighing while bringing your hands to your face. Not everyday your roommate walks in on you masturbating and then walks it off with a laugh.

You had not left Sebastian’s mind all week, to him you were his ideal woman, he was awestruck by you. That night when you left the club he had watched with a growing lust in his groin. Now he found himself alone in his bedroom, sweat covered hair from his previous gym session with nothing but a tank top and shorts on. 

Sebastian raked a hand through his wet hair and flopped back onto his bed. Then it hit him, tomorrow would be the weekend which meant he would be seeing a certain ‘princess’ tomorrow. The thought of you, your beautiful face that he couldn’t fucking take his eyes off. His hand finding his way to his shorts, he palms himself through his shorts thinking about your face. Hand now diving into his shorts to reach his now hard as a rock thick length. He strokes himself while imagining your plump lips in front of him. God what he would give to have you right in front of him right now.

Grunting as his pace fastens, he’s close now. But to his unfortunate surprise a short knock comes from his door before it opens to reveal his second in command, Chris. “Sorry to bother you Se-“ he says, his face not leaving the pile of papers in hand, unbeknownst to him what was actually going on in the room. A rush of anger overtakes Seb

“Get the fuck out of my room now.” 

“Sorry I was just”

“No, get the fuck out of my room and don’t fucking come in here unless I’ve said you can.” 

Chris left without question. Sebastian was a huffing mess. Jesus, he was a mess. He just wished he could skip the whole evening and see your face again.

~ fast forward to the weekend ~

Saturday came, you arrived at the club expecting to be greeted by Mr Stan but he was nowhere to be seen. In fact you don’t see him for the rest of the day. You worked nonetheless, had some nice tips that day too.

Come Sunday you walked into the club with a little spark of hope that Sebastian would show. He wasn’t there to greet you and the rest of the girls like Eddy once did. Some of the girls saw him as irresponsible but the other’s really didn’t care as everyone just got on with their work.

As you danced you couldn’t stop your mind from thinking back to Sebastian. You hoped he was somewhere in this room watching, even though the possibilities were low. By the end of your shift you made your way back to the dressing room. It was empty with the exception of one man sitting in your seat. 

“Princess.”

His voice was deep, like he was calling you to him. You slowly stepped towards him, your mind was one big mess of questions right now. 

“Mr Stan.”

He let out a chuckle while stroking his jaw with his hand “Mr Stan, you don’t have to call me that Princess, makes me feel old.” 

“What are you doing in here? you haven’t been at the club the entire weekend and now you just pop up in the dressing room?”

“I have been at the club, you just haven’t seen me Princess. I’ve been working in the office, signing papers and statements before I actually start running this place.”

To be honest you zoned out from the moment he called you princess and hadn’t paid any attention to what he had to say. Sure princess was your stage name but hearing Sebastian say it sent sweet waves of fire to your stomach. Sebastian lent back in the chair he was sitting in, not once breaking eye contact “Dance for me.”

“Dance for me like you dance for all those men out there.” 

Before you could even start any actual movement just two steps towards Sebastian and he had your wrists in his grasp, bringing you down to sit on his crotch. He had you in hold, his eyes stuck on your lips with you feeling his obvious hard on his crotch was sporting. 

“Princess, you don’t know how long I’ve been fucking waiting to get you like this. Can I kiss you?”  “Yes” you barely breathed out. He doesn’t waste a second, licking his lips before connecting them with yours. Tongues massaging each other as you grind on his crotch as he moans into your mouth. The two of you stayed on that chair, kissing and grinding, god you probably wouldn’t be able to sit on that chair again without thinking about him again. He moaned into your ear “Princess, you taste like heaven” 

“–But I can’t keep calling you that baby” He brought his hands to your cheeks and slowly caressed them with his thumbs as he said “What’s your name baby?”

You looked into his eyes, blue turned black with lust. His lips a bruised mess while his cheeks were now painted red. You waited a second, taking his appearance in before giving him your answer

“Y/N”

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Culotte: Chapter One

Pairing: Mob!Seb x Stripper!Reader

Summary: When the strip club you work at gets a new owner...

A/N: This is my first fic for tumblr (so if the layout is weird sorry) and it’s also my first fic i’ve written in almost four years. So sorry again if there are grammatical errors etc.

Chatter filled the room alongside the clatter of makeup brushes as the girls prepared themselves for the night to come. Y/N was one amongst these girls, all of them here for different reasons; maybe it was to pay off late rent or just an easy way to make money fast. You had only started a few months ago when one of your closest friends Samara (known as Sam to you and as Black Lace to the paying customers of Culotte) had persuaded you into the whole idea.

‘’You know, if you wanna leave we can’’

Sam held your hand for reassurance causing you to give her a warm smile, she had been your first friend in New York. The two of you met when you were both assigned as roommates in your first year of college. You both clicked instantly, building a strong bond and soon becoming inseparable. Samara was like the sister you never really had and as the second year of college approached, the two of you decided to move out of the shitty college dorms and into an actual apartment. New York being New York made this a hard conquest, fortunately for the two of you had found a nice studio apartment. But New York being New York… meant that the rent was high. Two weeks into living in your new shared apartment the two of you found that paying $200 a week was becoming quite troublesome. And that’s how you now found yourself sitting with your best friend, waiting to get interviewed for this sumptuous strip club.

‘’I’m fine, I mean.. This is probably a more prehistoric way of making an onlyfans account but-’’

Laughter erupted between the two of you but was short lived when the door opened. A girl about the same age as you walked out, indicating it was time for the next interviewee.  The two of you entered the room. It was small and dim-lit; much like one of the principal’s offices you’d see in a movie. Behind the large desk sat a handsome man quipped with silver hair in a rather expensive suit, he definitely fit the definition of a silver fox.

‘’One at a time.’’ He said sternly, pointing to the single chair in view. Samara looked at Y/N with a raised eyebrow and then picked up one of the extra chairs, placing it next to the other chair opposite the desk. ‘’We come as a package grandpa.’’  You sit in the chair next to Samara and watch him for a reply.

‘’Eh, fuck it. Don’t need you two sitting down for this anyways Get up’’

You both stood up as he eyed the two of you. ‘’Sway your hips’’ Samara was about to protest until the man said ‘’Look I’m gay, my boyfriend is waiting for me down the hall…. Just need to see if you can actually dance and you’re not wasting my time.’’ Samara sighed and started moving her hips, slowly bringing her arms up. You watched until you felt eyes on you that soon told you to do the same. Fighting a blush, you tried to mimic Sam’s moves, you were nervous but then you told yourself you shouldn’t be and tried to have fun with it.

‘’Alright that’s enough. You two are hired.’’ He says as he gets up from his seat. ‘’You’re gonna need new names’’

‘’But we didn’t even tell you our actua-’’ He cuts you off and points to Samara first ‘’Black Lace’’ and then pivots to your direction ‘’And you…. Princess.’’ You and Samara look at each other in confusion. ‘’Oh yeah, the name’s Eddy and welcome to Culotte ladies!’’ The last part he says in a faux french accent and makes his way towards the exit until he halts abruptly, slowly turning to face Y/N and Samara  ‘’’You two work the weekends, only 10 an hour plus tips.. I’ll be seeing you ladies.’’ And with that, he was gone. Samara is the first to break the silence the second he leaves.

‘’What the fuck kind of stripper name is Black Lace’’

‘’I mean at least it’s better than the basic old Princess’’

‘’No, Princess suits you Y/N. It captures your whole pure essence’’

That was almost four months ago. You had now gotten comfortable with your new ‘job’  - You could work with your best friend, it paid nice and sometimes the men weren’t so bad. Eddy had you all waiting in the changing room for some big announcement.

Four months and you barely knew some of the girls in here, some were nice and others were just untouchable. But you did find yourself in a little circle amongst Sam and a couple other girls she’d become friends with. The door burst open with Eddy’s energetic energy filling the room. ‘’Ladies I have some news’’  those words caused the entire room to go silent, every head turned to Eddy to see what his so-called news was.

‘’I’m retiring’’ noise quickly found it’s way back to the room as everyone loaded Eddy with worrisome looks and questions.

‘’Girls, girls, girls, calm down. I’ve found a new, younger soul to run the place. I know it won’t be the same as Ol’ Eddy but this man sure knows business, he’ll take care of ya the way I did. As a matter of fact, he’s here right now, I’ll quickly pop out and get him so he can meet all of you.’’

Everyone started talking all at once once Eddy had left, Sam and the other girls next to you joined in on the topic at hand. You listened, not one to give your opinion on the matter. Although you did mention that It did feel like it was his time to retire, he was getting old and fighting one nasty cough. The sound of chatter started to quieten as soon as footsteps were heard coming from the hallway. Eddy had returned now with a much younger man, whose features were very refined, eyes the bluest you’ve ever seen and a beard that’d haunt your dreams for days. The mystery man, clad with a burgundy suit, places one hand into his pocket as he eyes all the girls and stops to lock eyes with you. He keeps his gaze frozen on you while Eddy introduces him.

‘’Everyone, this is Sebastian Stan. Your new boss.’’

‘’Sebastian, this is-’’ Eddy points to every girl in the room, identifying them by their stripper names and not their real ones. All while Sebastian’s gaze never leaves your face. You felt your cheeks blush the entire time, trying to keep eye contact with Eddy to refrain from Sebastian’s stark gaze.

‘’Zelda’’

‘’Dottie’’

‘’Roxie’’

‘’Black Lace and Princess.’’ finishing the list of names he turns to Sebastian, whose gaze seems to be glued onto you. ‘’Princess?’’ he holds out his hand for you to shake. In the heat of the moment you take it and he brings it to his lips for a kiss ‘’Enchanté princess.’’ He lets your hand drop and quietly exits the room with Eddy following suit just before giving you a wink.

‘’Well, do you wanna tell us what that was about?’’

Still in shock of what happened you had no idea how to respond, hell you had no idea if you could even move right now. A man that handsome had just flirted (?) with you. The rest of the evening goes on like any other at Culotte. You kinda hoped you’d see Sebastian again but he was nowhere to be seen. By the time your shift was over had changed into something more comfortable and got your bicycle ready for the ride home. Little did you know Sebastian was watching you from the front seat of his black Porsche and boy was he getting all hot seeing your new outfit that did nothing to hide your perfect legs.

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