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sergeantbarnessdoll · 3 months

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Hickeys » Sebastian Stan

Pairings: Boyfriend!Sebastian Stan x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: Sebastian and Y/N can’t keep their hands off of each other while on vacation with her family and her brother sees the hickeys Sebastian left on her.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, little bit of PDA, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, fingering, unprotected sex, praise kink, pet names (baby, sweetheart)

Request: if you feel comfortable writing, you could do Sebastian x reader where they are on vacation with the reader's family and they can't keep their hands off each other leading to you know what.... ;) and the other day the brother the reader notices some lol marks and makes a little joke.

A/N: Thank you to the lovely anonymous person who requested this! I also apologize, I accidentally posted it instead of saving it to my drafts. Also, for some reason Tumblr isn’t letting me post requests with the asks and I don’t know why.

A/N #2: Thank you to @buckys-wintersoldier for helping me find 2 out of the 3 pictures down below.

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

You invited Sebastian to go on vacation with you, your parents, and your brother. You two haven’t been able to keep your hands off of each other since you guys got here.

You walked outside to see Sebastian talking to your brother. You bit your bottom lip and walked over to Sebastian and sat down on his lap.

“Is my brother annoying you, baby?” You asked, kissing his stubbly cheek.

Your brother squinted his eyes at you, glaring at you.

“No not at all, sweetheart.” Sebastian says, wrapping his arm around your waist.

“I’m gonna leave before you two start making out in front of me.” Your brother says, getting up and walking away.

When your brother was out of sight, you took the opportunity to kiss Sebastian. The kiss got heated quickly. Sebastian maneuvered you so you were straddling him.

“I’ve been waiting for this all day.” Sebastian says against your lips.

“Me too.” You agreed.

You rubbed your hands up and down on his shirtless body. One of Sebastian’s hands slid up your back and toyed with the string of your bikini top.

“Mmm Seb, not out here.” You say, grabbing his arm.

“Why not?” Sebastian moves his lips down to your neck. “It wouldn’t be the first time we fucked on the beach.” He says with a smirk.

“Let’s go to the bedroom.” You say.

You stood up, holding your hand out for him. Sebastian stood up, taking your hand in his and went inside, quickly leading you to the bedroom before your parents and brother seen you two. As soon as you guys were behind closed doors, Sebastian pinned you against the wall and kissed you hungrily. He grasped the back of your thighs and picked you up, taking you to the bed. He laid you down gently and hovered over you. One of his hands slid down your body and slipped inside of your bikini bottoms. His fingers found your clit and began rubbing it in circles. You moaned and arched your back. Sebastian’s other hand went underneath you and untied your bikini top, throwing it somewhere in the room. He kissed along your neck and chest. You gasped when his teeth nipped your skin, hard enough for hickeys. A loud moan left your lips when two of his fingers slid inside of your pussy. Sebastian quickly silenced you with a kiss.

“You have to be quiet, baby or your parents and brother will hear us.” Sebastian says.

“I’m sorry. It feels— oh fuck!” You moaned against his lips.

His fingers moved faster against your wet walls while his thumb rubbed your clit.

“Seb!” You moaned, bucking your hips against his hand.

“What is it, sweetheart? Tell me what you need?” He says.

“Fuck me!” You begged.

Sebastian didn’t need to be told twice. He removed his fingers from your cunt, making you whine at the empty feeling. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of your bikini bottoms and pulled them down your legs, dropping them on the floor. You watched as Sebastian stood up and took off his swim trunks, revealing his hard cock. He spread your legs and got in between them. He teasingly rubbed his cock in between your folds making you whine in frustration.

“Sebby, stop teasing me!” You whined.

“Your wish is my command, baby.” Sebastian says with a chuckle.

You gasped when he slid his cock inside of you. Sebastian gave you a moment to adjust to his size. You instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist to pull him closer to you. His thrusts started off slow and you weren’t having it. You wanted more.

“Faster please!” You begged.

Sebastian’s hands gripped your hips and he started thrusting faster. Your jaw dropped, moans of his name left your lips and your head was thrown back. Your nails dug in his back with every thrust.

“Sebby, I—” A moan left your lips before you could say anything else.

Sebastian quickly silenced you with a kiss.

“You have to be quiet, baby.” He says against your lips.

“I-I’ll try.” You stutter with a moan.

One of your hands covered your mouth when the tip of his cock hit your sweet spot. Your loud moan was muffle by your hand. You took your hand away from your mouth to say something.

“Right there!” You gasped, trying your best not to be loud.

You arched your back in pleasure which gave Sebastian a new angle.

“Yes! Fu—” One of Sebastian’s hand left your hip to cover your mouth.

“I know that’s your little spot, sweetheart, but you have to be quiet.” Sebastian says.

You nodded your head, looking into his blue eyes that were filled with lust. Sebastian’s hand stayed on your mouth to keep your moans muffled. His other hand left your hip, going down to your clit and began rubbing it in circles. Sebastian watched as your eyes nearly rolled to the back of your head. Your cunt clenched around his cock causing him to moan lowly.

“Fuck.” He moans lowly.

Your orgasm began to build up the more he rubbed your clit. Sebastian wasn’t too far behind you.

“You gonna cum, baby?” Sebastian asks panting.

You moaned into his hand and nodded your head yes.

“Cum for me, sweetheart.” He says.

Your eyes fluttered shut and you moaned his name loudly into his hand as you came hard. He came inside of you after a few more thrusts. Sebastian bit his bottom lip to keep his moans muffled. His thrusts came to a slow stop. He took his hand off of your mouth and pulled out of you, laying down next to you. Sebastian covered the two of you up with a blanket and pulled you closer to him. You laid your head on his chest as Sebastian rubbed his hand up and down your back.

“I love you, Seb.” You say, leaning up to kiss his lips.

“I love you too, baby.” Sebastian says against your lips.

You two slowly dozed off. The following morning, you woke up still in Sebastian’s arms, making you smile. You rubbed your eyes and looked up to see that Sebastian was already awake.

“Morning, baby.” Sebastian says, kissing your lips.

“Morning, Sebby.” You say against his lips.

You laid your head back on his chest, wanting to cuddle with him for a few more minutes.

“Seb?” You say after a moment.

“Yes, sweetheart?” He says.

“Do you want to go for a morning swim with me?” You asked, lifting your head to look up at him.

“Sure! Sounds like fun.” He says.

You two got out of bed and put your swimsuits on.

“Can you tie this for me please?” You asked, holding the strings of your bikini top against your back.

“Of course, baby.” Sebastian says.

A shiver went through your body when his fingers lightly touched your skin. Sebastian’s hands wandered your waist as he placed kisses along one of your shoulders.

“Seb!” You whined, leaning your head back against his shoulder.

“I can’t help it. You look fucking hot in this bikini.” He says, continuing to kiss along your shoulder.

“Later.” You say, playfully pushing him away.

You and Sebastian walked out of them bedroom and went outside to the water. Your brother was walking out of the water at the same time you and Sebastian were going in it.

“Morning!” You say to your brother.

“Morning.” Your brother says.

Your brother furrowed his eyebrows when he noticed the hickeys along your neck and chest that Sebastian left on you last night.

“There’s a bunch of hickeys on you.” Your brother points out.

You felt your face heat up in embarrassment. Sebastian smirks and wraps his arm around your waist.

“Let’s hope mom and dad don’t see those.” He says and walks away.

You sighed and turned around to face Sebastian to see a smirk on his face.

“I told you no hickeys before we left for this trip.” You say.

“I couldn’t help myself, baby.” Sebastian says, pulling you closer to him.

You squealed when Sebastian picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. He took you in the water and dropped you in it causing you to gasp at the coolness of it.

“You’re lucky that I love you.” You say, kissing him.

“I am.” He smiles against your lips.

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bbgem329 · 10 months

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Things Are Never As They Seem—Chapter Twenty

Pairings—Sebastian Stan x Actess!Reader, Sebastian Stan x OFC (PR relationship)

Summary

You and Sebastian Stan have been dating privately for over two years. Everything is perfect until he is coerced into a PR relationship when he signed with a new agency to advance his career. Trouble ensues…

Warnings

MINORS DNI. 18+++. Language. Smut. PIV sex. Soft!Seb. Long-distance relationships. Dark side of Hollywood. Snobby rich girls. Fluff. Angst. Mentions of drugs and overdose. PR relationships. Did I miss anything?

Notes

The creative juices are flowing. I definitely didn’t expect to have another chapter up tonight but here we are! Thanks for the support and love! Readers, you see the reason I keep doing what I do.

Series Masterlist

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March 25, 2020

“Baby.”

Your eyes fluttered, fighting sleep, at the sound of your name being called. The soft voice, so familiar–so warm.

You let out a long sigh and rolled over, burrowing yourself deeper in the bed, half there, half not.

Your name again followed by a gentle touch to your face, your hair, your back.

“Sweetheart.” You knew that voice, “Come on, let me see those gorgeous eyes.”

You shot up, tossing the covers off as fast you could before throwing yourself at the man standing beside the bed. He was ready for you, because of course he was, and caught you effortlessly, hosting your legs around his waist with a boisterous laugh.

“You’re here.” Your voice was muffled against the skin on his neck, “How?” You pulled back just slightly when he tugged at the hair at the nape of your neck, just in time for him to dip down and press a quick soft kiss to your lips, “Why do you never tell me when you’re coming home?”

Sebastian just laughed, stealing another quick kiss, “I love surprising you.”

“But…” You tried to hide your smile with a pout, “What if I wanted to pick you up from the airport?”

“Babe.” Sebastian glanced over your shoulder, “I’m not going to let you pick me up from the airport at two in the morning.”

“Well, maybe if you took a later flight-”

“Why are we even talking about this right now?” He chuckled, “I hopped on the first flight once we’d finished filming. Aren’t you happy to see me?”

“Of course-”

“Then you should be naked and beneath me in this big comfy bed.”

You didn’t even have time to react before you found yourself on your back, watching the ceiling fan turn slowly above you. It didn’t keep your attention long. Not even a second later and your shirtless boyfriend was crawling up your body with a dopey smile.

You had so many questions–How did you get in? Where was Bentley? Was the flight okay? But all of that could wait. You wanted to be right here, in the right now.

You lifted yourself up on your elbows, one hand reaching out to run along his chest and shoulders. “You lost so much weight.”

His face fell for half a second and then he shook it off, plastering on that half smile. It happened so fast, if you hadn’t known him like you did then you would’ve missed it. You knew how hard it was over the past few months, to see his body change. He worked so hard to gain the muscle and strength he’d had before, you couldn’t even begin to imagine how hard it was for him to lose it. He’s always been very open about his body dysmorphia and insecurities, especially with you.

And the fact he was giving it all up–putting it aside for a role–that… that was true dedication.

He was so beautiful, inside and out.

You wanted–needed him to know that no matter the shape and size, you’d love him regardless.

“You look good, Sebastian.” You wrapped your arms over his shoulders and your legs around his waist before you pulled him down on top of you. “Do you know how beautiful you are? How with just one look–one thought of this beautiful body of yours, has me melting into a literal puddle?”

He looked down at you with dark, hungry eyes, his plump bottom lip rolling between his teeth. You were sure he didn’t believe you. You understood that. He could tell you a million times every day for the rest of your lives that you were the most beautiful woman he’d ever laid eyes on and you still wouldn’t believe him.

Words were words. People could tell you anything these days and not mean it.

Yeah, he might not believe that you mean it with words, so you’d just have to show him instead.

Your fingers trailed up his neck, burrowing deep and tangling in the thick, tousled hair at the nape of his neck. You tugged him down, forcing him closer, his lips just barely brushing against yours.

“You don’t believe me?”

He shook his head lightly, his dark blue gaze avoiding yours as the hand not holding himself over you trailed down your side and up your left thigh.

“Feel me.” You flexed your hips up as you tighten your legs around his waist, “Feel what you do to me.”

He let out a soft groan, eyes squeezed shut as his hips involuntary bucked forward, grinding himself against the growing damp patch in your thin gray panties.

“There’s no denying that.” You were struggling to keep your eyes open as your lips skimmed along his jaw and your fingers dug into his bare back, “Do you feel what you do to me? How wet I am for you?”

He called your name, sounding pained, “You’re so wet.”

“That’s what you do to me.” You were breathless, practically gasping for air. “You are the only one that can turn me on with just one look. It doesn’t take much as long as you're near my body just,” You moaned softly as his hips rolled perfectly against yours, “lights up. Always ready to go.”

“I need you.” With a groan he pulled back, leaving just enough space to whip his old t-shirt over your head and then he was on you again, pushing you further back into the bed with his weight. “I need to feel you.”

“Please.” Your hands trailed over his shoulders and down his back, fingers pulling at the band of his boxer briefs. “Sebastian.”

You wanted them off, you wanted to feel him against, on you, inside of you.

He connected your lips in a desperate kiss lifting his own hips enough to pull your panties effortlessly down your leg, followed quickly by his own.

“I missed you so much.” He mumbled against your lips, fitting himself back between your legs and spreading you wider.

You broke the kiss, head tipped back with a loud moan when finally he jutted his hips forward, the round tip of his cock brushing over your soaked slit. You dug your nails harder into his back, clinging tightly to him with a soft cry as he rocked himself over you, wetting himself with your slick.

“Sebastian.” You could cry–you would if he didn’t get inside of you in the next three seconds. “Please. Don’t tease me. It’s been so long.”

A resounding chuckle was the only response you got as he continued teasing you with the tip–notching himself at your entrance, hardly pushing in before pulling out altogether to rub against your clit.

Your body was practically shaking with need.

It had been months–three, to be exact, and you were so wound up, there was no doubt in your mind you were going to combust the moment he got inside of you.

Not with this teasing–this build up.

“God.” Your legs trembled around his waist as he found rhythm, his hard cock thrusting perfectly though your slit, bumping your sensitive little bud with each deliberate rock of his hips. “You’re gonna make me cum. I fucking love when you do this.”

“I know.” He sounded out of breath, like he was struggling to hang on as he kissed and sucked at the skin along your throat and collarbones. “I had this whole plan–was going to eat you and then fuck you nice and slow.” He chuckled, his breath hot against your neck, “But I can’t bring myself to move. I need my body on yours just like this—needed to kiss your lips and feel your heart racing against my chest.”

“Sebastian.”

The build up in your belly was growing, swirling deep and tingling just below your naval. You were almost there, so damn close.

“I’m trying to be so good.” He gritted out, teeth sinking lightly into your shoulder, “I’m trying to get you off first before I fucking snap and absolutely rail you into this matress.”

And there it was.

One more deliberate grind of his hips and a harsher bite to the skin below your ear and you were falling right over the edge.

No.

Not falling, but careening, over the edge and into bliss.

You threw your head back with a loud cry, vision tunneling in and out as your body trembled with nothing but pure pleasure.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous. Gotta feel this.”

Your gasps were simultaneous as he notched himself at your entrance and pushed in with drawn out thrust. Your body reacted immediately, tightening around him in pulses.

“Fuck.” He groaned, head dropping to your shoulder, his own body trembling with restraint. “Fuck. I almost forgot how good you feel.”

You loved this part.

The part where he lost himself completely in your body–accumulated himself with everything that is you after so much time away.

“You’re…oh my fucking God!” He was quick to find a rhythm, hips rolling steadily, cock sliding all the way to the hilt and then all the way out with each and every thrust. He was holding himself back, trying to keep his cool. “You feel so, so good. Could live in this pussy forever. Fuck.”

“Sebastian.” You breathed out, “Faster.”

He needed to let go. To give into the pleasure and lose himself.

“Harder.” You gasped out, nails digging into his shoulders. He drew back, changed the angle and shoved forward again.”Oh..Oh. There.” You nearly sobbed when he tilted his hips forward as he thrust in, the trimmed curls at the base of his cock brushing perfectly against your clit, sending sparks of pleasure bursting through your already wired body. “Oh. Right there. Please.”

“Please tell me you’re almost there.” He sounded absolutely wrecked and when he lifted his head from the crook of your neck you found that he looked absolutely wrecked too. His hair was a mess, sticking up in every direction from all your tugging, his pupils were blown wide making his like darker than ever before, and his face was completely flushed.

Gorgeous.

Always.

He called your name, and it almost sounded like a whine.

“Baby.” He gasped out, “I need you to be there.”

“I’m almost there.” You yanked him closer, your own hips lifting to meet him thrust for thrust, “Just keep going exactly as you are. Feel so good.”

Sebastian dipped his head down, connecting your lips in a hard kiss, tongue darting along your lips until you opened up from him, allowing it to slip in and tangle with your own. All you could do was hold on tight, arms wrapped around his beck, legs around his waist as he picked up the pace, cocking pistoning in and out of your pulsing hole. The build up in your belly had returned at full force, every thrust and grind pulling the coil tighter and tighter.

All that could be heard throughout the room was the sound of skin slapping loudly–obscenly throughout the mostly quiet room and your breathless moans and groans shared between your open mouths.

You find your mind wandering, picturing what the two of you looked like in this very moment if someone where to look in—Sebastian’s strong body covering yours completely, the low sway of his hips as he fucked you harshly into the matress, your legs wrapped over his hips, ankles locked over his ass, and your hands trailing up and down his toned back, nails biting into his skin and leaving a mark.

The image alone paired with the sounds echoing throughout the quiet and dimly lit room was enough to send you over the edge.

“Yes. Yes. There we go.” Sebastian gasped into your open mouth, pulling away to drop his head to your chest, mouthing at one of your breasts as his hips picked up speed. “Fuck it feels so fucking good when you come on my cock. God. I’m gonna cum. Gonna cum inside you, baby.” He thrust harder, deeper, body beginning to tremble, “It’s been so long. Need to fill you up.”

“Oh, God.” You cried out, body shaking and pulsing with the aftershocks of your drawn out orgasm, “Fill me up, Seb. Please.”

A call of your name and he collapsed on top of you, thrusting his cock as deep as possible before letting go, painting your walls with his spend. “Fuck. Fuck, I love you so much.” He rocked his hips forward lightly, milking his pleasure completely, “I fucking missed you. Needed you so much.”

“I love you.” You were practically floating, body buzzing contently, “I missed you so much.”

You didn’t think you’d ever felt this good–this comfortable in your life.

If it were up to you, you’d never leave this bed. You’d stay right here, with him just like this.

“I’m so happy to be here.” It was as if he read your mind. You couldn’t help the smile that grew across your face when he shifted his weight slightly to one side and nuzzled your bare breast, “I missed my pillows.”

You scoffed to hide your laugh, smacking lightly at his shoulder, “You’re a pig.”

“But I’m your pig.”

You laughed, your body shaking his own. You wrapped your arms back around his shoulders, giving him a squeeze, “You’re my pig, Sebastian Stan.”

“Damn straight.”

“You know, I fucking hate surprises,” You sighed, fingers lifting to comb through Sebastian’s hair. “But in this case it’s okay. I don’t know how you always manage to get me but…” You leaned forward, kissing the top of his head, “Best surprise ever.”

“I knew you would like it.” You could feel his grin against your breast, “And I do it because I like your reaction and it makes our reunions all the sweeter.”

“You’re such a softy.” He tilted his head up to look at you just in time to see your beaming smile, “Who knew?”

He leaned up slightly to peck your lips, “Only for you.”

You stole a few more soft kisses before settling back, this time with the covers pulled over the pair of you and the bedside lamp off for the night.

And for the first time in months, you slept perfectly content though the rest of the night.

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You stirred to a phone ringing loudly throughout the room.

“Turn that off.” A grumpy mumble came from behind you. “So fucking loud.”

When you moved, half awake, to grab your phone from the side table next to the bed, your lovers arms tightened around you, pulling you back with a groan.

“Sebastian.” You chided softly, wiggling out of his grip, “Let me just turn it off.”

You managed to snatch it between the tips of your fingers and nestled back into his awaiting arms, his warm body pressing into you from behind, his limbs wrapping you in a cuddle cocoon.

“It’s your publicit.” Your brows furrowed as you swiped to answer the call and putting it on speaker.

“Hello?”

“Hey, sorry to bother you. It’ll only be a second.” A sigh, “I’m assuming Seb is with you?”

“Affirmative.” He responded, tone short.

You nudged into him with a pointed look.

He rolled his eyes playfully, “What’s up, Elaine?”

“I’m sorry, Seb. I know it's… early.” You could practically hear the grimace on her face, “I just wanted to let you know that Catalina threw an absolute fit over the birthday post you made for Jessica Chastin yesterday and is demanding something be done.”

You didn’t miss the way his body tensed against your own and the sigh that left him was practically felt in his soul. The way he reacted, to literally anything and everything she did, be it bad or good, made you hate her.

Hate was a strong word, you were aware, but who could blame you?

This rich, little spoiled girl had forced herself into your lives by essentially renting your boyfriend and controlling his every movement–his entire life.

“I know.” Elaine sighed again, “I’m so tired of making these calls. We will handle it. I just need your permission to log into your account and comment on a picture she just posted. I know it’s not ideal but it keeps her happy and that's all we can try to do at the moment. She’s not been very happy or cooperative lately.”

“Whatever.”

You tried to steal a peak at him over you shoulder but he pressed himself closer, burying his face in your hair.

“Thank you.” Elaine responded and you could tell from her tone alone how sorry she was. And how fed up too. “I’ll try to leave you be for the next few days at least. And Sebastian, I hate to tell you this but maybe you should reconsider posting for other… female friends birthday-”

“Not gonna happen.” He interjected, tone final and harsh. “I won’t let her control my life, Elaine. I’m sorry.”

“No, don’t be sorry.” She sighed again, sounding more resigned. “You’re right. Forget I mentioned it. You guys have a great day and just call if you need anything.”

With that she hung up.

And Sebastian shoved his head into your back, face pressed between your shoulder blade and let out a loud groan.

“Sebastian.”

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

Before you could argue, your phone rang again.

You laughed a little, wiggling away from him as his grip tightened on you again, “Saved by the bell.”

“You don’t need to answer it.” He whined, arms banding around your middle, drawing you back against his chest, “You can turn it off and we can hide from the world.”

Your smile dimmed a little when you took in the familiar number lit across your screen.

The hospital. In New York.

You knew what that meant and you were surprised your heart didn’t pick up like it usually did when they called.

Sebastian called your name, a warning. He knew damn well who–or more like, what it was too.

Just as you moved to answer it Sebastian snatched it from between your fingers and answered it himself.

“Hello?”

You watched his expression closely, more than a little relief that this burden has been lifted from your shoulders.

“Yeah, she’s here.” He momentarily held the phone to your ear and you did as you were told before he brought it back to his own. “Just say this is she.”

You didn’t know what to do with yourself, you wanted to sit close to him but you didn’t want to risk hearing what was being said on the other line. You hadn’t realized how much you didn’t want to be part of this–didn’t want to deal with until Sebastian had made the choice for you and took upon himself just now.

How many times had you received this same call in the past decade?

You didn’t even know. Definitely couldn’t count on both hands.

No child should have to do this for their parent, no matter how old.

Sebastian touched your face, drawing your attention onto him and your heart clenched painfully in your chest at the soft look he gave you and the way he intertwined his fingers with yours, thumb brushing soothingly over the back of your hand.

Today, in this moment, he was your strength. He knew exactly what you needed without even having to ask.

“And is there anything we need to do?”

A pause.

“You have our permission to do what is necessary moving forward.”

You caught his eye again and tried to muster a smile.

“Okay, thank you.” He nodded to himself, “You too. Bye.”

He hung out and then he did what should’ve been done first thing last night, he powered off your phone and tossed it on the nightstand on his side of the bed.

“He OD didn’t he?”

You appreciated that he didn’t look at you or treat you like you would break. He knows well enough now that it doesn’t hurt like it used to, you’d spent a lot of time in the past six or seven months working through the trauma that is your father in therapy. You’d somehow managed to distance and disconnect yourself emotionally from him and his terrible choices.

He is sick.

It has nothing to do with you.

You just have to accept that you’re healthier than him.

You’re better off without him in your life.

You have people around you who willingly fill that void with love on a daily basis.

You are not your parent.

Before you could blink you found yourself wrapped in Sebastian’s embrace, tucked safely into the same position but this time you were facing each other. You let out a soft sigh as he pressed a tender kiss to your forehead and then carefully tucked a strand of hair behind your ears, “Yeah, he did but he’s alive. He is stable.”

You closed your eyes, inhaling sharply.

You waited for the tears. For the resounding ache in your chest.

But it didn’t come.

And for that you were relieved.

“Thank you.”

You felt him relax and his hold on you tighten, pulling you harder against him–nestled perfectly in his arms. “You’re welcome, beautiful girl.” He paused, nose pressed to the top of your head, “Do you want to talk about it?”

You raised an eyebrow, “Do you?”

He shook his head, pressing his lips to your forehead again.

“Can we just ignore the outside world,” You asked softly, “at least for a little while?”

He chuckled lightly, “Of course, sweetheart. Anything you want.”

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