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evanstanhoney · 1 year

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Prettiest Girl In The World

a/n: this is my first seb fic, after forever of lurking. I hope it lives up! please let me know what you think I’ll be very curious.

⚠️warnings: D/s undertones, PRAISE KINK, aftercare, unprotected sex, creampie, porn without plot, Dom!Sebastian, Sub!reader

pairing: Sebastian Stan x reader

word count: 1.5K

“Say it.” Sebastian grunts, his forehead pressed against yours, hips slowing to an agonizing slow grind against yours.

You’d been at it for a while now just like this, with him slowly teasing you with his cock. Occasionally pulling out completely to play with your sensitive clit. And oh, boy were you sensitive, but even still you craved more. More of his lips on yours, more of his hands on your body, and more of his perfect cock pressing against your g-spot. You needed him, but here he was teasing.

In Sebastian’s mind what he’s really doing is teaching you a lesson. One that no matter how many times he’s tried to literally fuck into your head, you just can’t seem to grasp.

The lesson? That you are, in fact, the prettiest girl in the world.

A ridiculous notion to you, absurd even. But to your Sebastian, it was simply a fact. One that he has set out to prove to you time and time again, through every hug, kiss and touch, he was going to prove to you that you were the prettiest girl in the world. Which is how you ended up as you were. Pressed into the mattress, wrapped around Sebastian in every way, and whining.

“I said, say it.” He says again with a devious smirk to his lips. There was a fire behind his eyes, the one that seems to only burn for you. With the way he’s looking at you, the way he’s got his hand around your throat and the slight rasp in his voice, it makes you flutter around him and he can’t help but groan.

Biting your lip,you whine and begin to grind your hips up to meet his that have slowed to a stop.

“No,” he taunts, tightening the grip around your neck just a tad, “you say it or we’ll stop right now. Come on, baby. You can do it.”

“Sebastian” you groaned, squirming underneath him.

“Say it.” He whispers lips centimeters away from yours, his free hand, pressing your hips still into the mattress. “Come on. If you want me to move you’ll say it.”

“I - I’m the prettiest girl in the world.” And instantly Sebastian drew his hips forward, filling you once more.

“Keep going. Say it again”

“I’m the prettiest girl in the world.” You say more confidently, as his length slowly dragged back out of you to the tip.

“Good girl.” Sebastian praises, “Now, you stop. I stop. Got it?” He asks, planting a soft kiss to your cheek.

“Yes.”

“Good girl. Ready?”

“Please.” You whine.

“You know what to say.”

“I’m the prettiest girl in the world.” You began to chant, slow and drawn out at first, as you enjoyed the drag of his cock along your walls. But eventually it became something different entirely. It was short and fast as you were just barely able to breathe out the words as Sebastian's hips picked up speed, in a deep steady rhythm.

“Oh fuck, baby.” Sebastian groans into your neck, feeling your walls constrict around him. “Come on, you know what I want.” He pants, “Show me your a good girl, show me.”

“I’m” you whimper, your grip on his shoulders tightening as you inched closer and closer to orgasm, the familiar warmth already spreading beginning at your toes.

Sebastian lifts his head from your neck, resting his forehead on yours, a hand on your neck, the weight of it lit your every nerve on fire in the best way. “Please.” You were so close, right there. But the way Sebastian was moving, alternating speeds, had you dangling just at the edge, back and forth but not quite over it. And oh how you longed to take the leap.

Your whines are pitiful and if Sebastian weren’t making you feel so good you’d be embarrassed at just how desperate you sounded.

“Shhhh, baby. You don’t have to beg. I’m not going to stop, not until you come, okay. I just wanna take my time with my girl.”

“No, please, no.” You whine out rolling your head into the pillows

“You’re okay. I got you. But you gotta, shit, gotta keep talking baby. Say the magic words.” You look up at him with those eyes, slightly glossy now, that he swears he could get lost in. You nod vigorously and begin the chant again.

“I’m the prettiest girl in the world.” You whimper.

He leans down and pressing his lips to yours, swallowing each of your delicious moans. He truly couldn’t get enough of you. “You feel so good baby, you know that?” He asks bringing his hand up to caress your cheek, and you bite your lips at the praise, letting your eyes fall shut. At that Sebastian coos down at you, his arms on either side of your head, cradling you close. You pull him as close to you as you could, allowing his weight to press you further into the mattress.

“I’m the prettiest girl in the world.” You squeak out breathlessly.

Sebastian delivers a particularly hard thrust that manages to hit that soft spot inside of you, forcing your grip on him to tighten and your eyes to snap shut.

“No,no. Look at me, baby. Open your eyes.” He commands, voice deep and gravely. Your eyes flutter open, looking into his ocean blues, and that nearly sends you over the edge,alone. “There she is,” he smirks, “There’s my good fucking girl. Eyes on me. Keep those eyes on me, okay Beautiful?” You nod, reach up and tangle your fingers in his hair, bring him down for a kiss, that’s less of a kiss and more so just the two of you breathing each other in, lips pressed together. Sebastian, nips at your bottom lip, making you groan, and your legs snap tighter around his waist, “You’re doing so fucking good for me, taking me so well. Just like always, huh?” He asks, a glint in his eye. He can see you’re in that floaty space where everything feels warm, and the only thing you can sense is him. You’re so close that it hurts, he can feel the way that you’re tightening around him, somehow getting sloppier and tighter with each stroke. He’s got you just where he wants you.

Your chanting stopped, but Sebastian hasn’t stopped, still buried deep inside you. “Words, babe.”

“Yes, just - just like always…Sebastian.”

It’s the wonton way in which you say his name, your glassy eyes looking deep into his ocean blues that gets him close, that makes him believe you’ve learned your lesson.

“You’re my good girl?”

“Yes.”

“Then show me. Come with me. Come on my cock baby. Let me feel you-”

Just those words, that’s all you needed to allow yourself to fall apart, as you come around him, eyes baring into his, as he spills into you in hot thick ropes seconds after. He leans his forehead against yours, thrusts hard and sloppy as he fucks you through both of your orgasms. “Oh fuck. Fuck baby. There you go. Good girl. So fucking beautiful for me.”

His hips slow to a deep grind, and he crashes his lips to yours in a hungry kiss.

After he feels your heart has slowed down a bit he pulls away, drawing a moan from you. “Stay.” You pout. He smiles at that, kissing your forehead, before leaning down planting kisses up your neck, still buried inside you.

You reached up playing with his hair, lightly scratching at his scalp, making him hum into your neck. The two of you laid like that for who knows how long, basking in the sensations of each other. Your hands in his hair, and his cock slowly softening inside you, but still keeping you full, with his lips lazily leaving a trail up your neck, occasionally nipping and sucking.

“You keep that up and I’m gonna roll us over for round two.” You whisper.

Sebastian chuckles into your skin, planting a final kiss at your collar bone, before meeting your lazy gaze. “Is that a promise?” You playfully roll your eyes. Of course he’s down for round two. With you he was insatiable it seemed. His lips found yours, in a sweet peck, “Was the edging too much?”

“Not at all. A little annoying having you slow down when I was right there, but the end result was worth it.”

“Sorry I came so soon, but you said my name and I just-”

You looked over at the alarm clock on your night stand. Sure Sebastian usually let you come at least twice before ever thinking of himself, but you hadn’t just had a short session either. You’d been at it for nearly an hour, so you were more than satisfied to say the least.

“Sebastian, trust me. It’s okay. You made me feel amazing.You always do”

He smiles down at you sheepishly, kissing the corner of your mouth, “Good.” Slowly he leaned up and began to slowly remove himself from your sensitive pussy. You let out a little sigh, at the loss, but your given a soft peck to the forehead as a consolation.“You okay? Sensitive?”

“Just a little.”

“Sorry, baby.”

“Don’t be. You took care of me.” You smile.

“Anything, for the prettiest girl in the world.”

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lucidlivi · 11 months

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Chosen For Pleasure (II)

Series Masterlist/Warnings

I barely remember anything he said after him asking me to lunch. I just remember he grabbed my phone putting in his number.

Holy Fuck. I had Jensen Ackles number.

I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn't still curled up on our rundown sofa in our apartment.

"call me when you're on lunch break, see you soon Ms. (L/N)."

That brings us to now.

I'm standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom of the cafe down the block, checking my reflection one last time. It's not everyday a super hot billionaire asks you on a lunch date. I wiped off some excess lip gloss before walking out to meet him.

“I ordered you some coffee, I hope that’s okay?” He asks smiling.

I shake my head yes before sitting down in front of him nervously fidgeting.

What do I do with my hands? Why won't my knee stop bouncing?

He must've noticed, he shot a hand out and put it on my knee to keep it from bouncing.

"everything okay Ms. (L/N) you seem nervous?" He observes.

"I find you rather intimidating." I admit truthfully.

Jensen was quiet for a moment before leaning in close and whispering in my ear.

"you probably should."

I couldn't stop the chills that spread down my spine and the heat that flushed my face.

Jensen knew the effect he had on women, I think part of him gets off on it. I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of making me squirm. I was still nervous sure but slowly staring to loosen up a bit.

"so tell me about you." He says, sipping from his coffee cup.

"there's not much to know about me, I've always been passionate about photography since I was a little girl, I uh met Stella when we were freshman in college and we've been roommates ever since. I eventually want to travel the world and photograph for vogue magazine." I said sipping my own coffee.

"what about your family?" He asked.

"my family? uh okay my dad died when I was nine and my mom never quite got over it." I murmured.

"what about yours?" I added.

"sorry sore subject." He said simply.

I didn't push, I didn't always like talking about my family either.

"okay it's my turn to ask you another question. where did you find my sd card, and how did you find out where I worked?" I asked swirling my finger around the rim of my coffee cup.

"As I was leaving I saw it laying on the ground. I asked the security guard in charge of the media, wasn't hard to find the location once I knew the name of the magazine." He simply answered.

I nodded slowly, it seemed like he was telling the truth but also like he was holding something back.

"and Stella's questions? ya know for someone who claims to not have a heart that was rather nice of you to fill out her entire questionnaire." I smirked looking up at him.

I didn’t know where this sudden burst of confidence came from, but I can tell from the look on Jensen’s face that now he was the one who was nervous.

"I don't, it's just if people are going to write things about me in a magazine, I'd rather it be my words than theirs." He answered still keeping with his tough guy facade.

"I don't know I think you may just be romantic under all that toughness." I joked.

I could see his eyes furrow a bit.

"are you Ms. (L/N)?"

"am I what?"

"a romantic?" He clarified.

"I'm a photographer Jensen, I see the beauty in everything so I kind of have to be." I said biting my lip.

I could see his whole demeanor change.

"(y/n), I don't think I can do this." He said suddenly pushing his chair out and getting up.

I was completely confused, he asked me to lunch? Was it something I said.

"I'll walk you out." Jensen said grabbing my elbow and helping me up.

"hang on, did I say something wrong?" I asked.

He didn't answer, just continued to pull me out the door. He started to pull me down the sidewalk, in front of the cafe.

"Jensen wait." I growled, prying his hand off my elbow.

"Look (y/n), I don't do romance or relationships, okay, I do pleasure, nothing else. I'm sorry if you thought I was somebody else but I'm not. I'm not the man for you." He said quickly.

I stepped back from him. What did that even mean? He's a completely different person now than he was earlier. What changed?

"but just.." I started but all of a sudden a guy riding a bike flew past me.

Jensen grabbed my elbow pulling me in to his hard chest.

"you really need to be more careful." He grumbled as if it were my fault.

I couldn't believe him. Where was all this coming from? He was acting like a total asshole.

"Goodbye Jensen." I said ripping my arm from his grip.

I walked the couple blocks back to our office, not expecting him to follow. What the hell was his problem?

I do pleasure, nothing else.

What was that even supposed to mean? Like sex? He only wanted sex? A fuck buddy? I threw open the door huffing into the office. Stella ran over with a concerned look. I was about to open my mouth and tell her what happened when Gray came running over to us.

"there they are, my two favorite girls!" He said wrapping an arm around each of our shoulders.

"uh who are you and what have you done with our boss?" Stella asked giving him a raised brow look.

"This months magazine has only been out for four hours and is already flying off the shelves due to your article on Mr. Ackles." Gray said.

Ugh, hearing his name made me even more cranky. I can't believe I was embarrassed like that!

"I'm so proud and because of you wonderful ladies, I'm giving everyone the rest of the day off!" Gray added ruffling our hair before letting go and walking away.

"okay I hope he never does that again." Stella said fixing her hair.

I didn't say anything just stood looking at my shoes. My mind racing with everything that just happened.

"sooo, how did lunch go, I didn't expect you to be back this early?" Stella questioned.

I could feel the rage building.

"ugh what a pretentious asshole!” I yelled, causing others in the office to look at me strangely.

"that bad?" Stella seemed shocked.

"let's just go home please." I sighed grabbing my stuff.

I should've known it was too good to be true. I just wanted to forget any of this ever happened. I felt stupid, stupid and embarrassed. Stella was quiet as we got in to the car.

"Let's go out tonight." She said looking at me.

She can't be serious.

"Stell, I'm not exactly in the going out mood."

She frowned at me. Yep she was serious.

"exactly which is the precise reason of why you should, come on (y/n/n) so what Jensen turned out to be a dick like everyone says, I mean it would be more worrisome if he was that good looking and had nothing wrong with him. " She rambled.

"Stell?”

“Yeah?”

“YOUR NOT HELPING." I yelled making her roll her eyes.

"Okay then let's go out and celebrate Gray finally getting off our asses! (y/n) we made this months magazine, us! We deserve to celebrate that!" She pushed.

I sighed looking at my giddy best friend.

"you're not going to take no for an answer are you?" I grumbled in defeat.

If Stella was one thing, it was incredibly persistent and sometimes like now for example, annoying.

"nope, and that's why you love me, so what do you say roomie?"

"ugh fine, but just for a little bit, and I’m not drinking." I agreed turning up the music as she drove home.

****************************************************

It was late in the evening now, Stella and I were getting ready to go to the club. I was in the bathroom fixing my hair. I really didn't feel like going out, but I knew it would make Stella happy.

“Stell, do you think this shirt is too revealing?” I asked looking at the red strapless top I wore.

“if anything it’s not revealing enough.” She joked coming in to stand beside me.

I was about to say something snarky back to her when someone rang our doorbell.

“I’ll get it, you finish getting dolled up!” Stella squealed heading for the door.

I heard her open the door, but no one talking.

“Stell who is it?” I asked coming out of the bathroom.

“not a who, a what. It’s a package for you. To Ms. (L/N).” Stella read.

nobody calls me Ms. (L/N). nobody but him. I look at the back of the card.

(y/n),

I’m really sorry for how things ended, please accept this as my token of apology.

-Jensen

How did he even know where we live!? I rolled my eyes hesitantly unwrapping the package.

“holy fuck Stell.”

“what?”

I pulled out the vintage polariod camera, one I could only dream of owning one day.

“this is super vintage, one of these costs easily thousands of dollars.” I said showing her the camera.

so he thinks he can buy my forgiveness and I’ll just forget about him being an ass… yeah not going to happen.

“I have to send this back Stella.” I said carefully setting down the old camera afraid of breaking it.

“not right now you don’t, right now you have to put on this lipgloss and go dance your cute ass off with your best friend, come on (y/n/n), forget Jensen and let’s live a little!” She pouted.

Gosh sometimes she could be such a child. I stood there silently giving her a defeated look. She uncapped the lipgloss and started swiping some on my plump lips, taking my silence as a go ahead.

“you’re quite annoying sometimes I hope you know that.” I joked checking my reflection in the mirror one last time.

“I know, it’s one of my many shining qualities.” She said pulling me towards the door to our awaiting Uber.

I sighed looking at the camera one last time before we shut the door.

I was so confused. Why apologize? Did he actually feel bad?

Or did he think I was going to run to the media and gossip about him? Was he trying to buy my silence?

Maybe Stell was right, I mean what harm could possibly come from forgetting, even if just for tonight. I impressed Gray, something I’ve been trying to do for months now. I deserved to celebrate that!

“okay miss moody, I’m going to need you to stop overthinking there and relax.” Stella said digging an elbow into my side.

I rolled my eyes at her.

“I’m thinking you were right, let’s have fun.”

“that’s my girl!” Stella cheered.

I could see the fluorescent lighting as we pulled up to the club. The music was so loud I could feel it pulsating through my skin as we entered, finding a table to set our stuff down at.

“yum yum look at all this eye candy.” Stella said licking her lips.

“mhm not bad.” I shrugged looking at the sweaty bodies drinking and dancing all around us.

A waiter comes in to our viewpoint carrying a tray with two shots on it. I looked at Stella confused as we’d only just arrived, not having time to order anything yet.

“ladies, compliments of that gentleman over there.” the waiter says pointing to a handsome gentleman.

He wasn’t as handsome as Jensen but definitely not bad. We gave him a small smile to which he returned.

“see not even five minutes here and you’re already getting attention.” Stella said grabbing the shot and throwing it back.

“please, how do you know he didn’t buy them for you?” I scoffed.

Stella was one of those girls that looked flawless without even trying. She garnered men’s attention wherever we went. I loved that for her.

“I’m not the one he’s giving the fuck me eyes to.” She smirked.

I nervously turned my head around to look at the handsome guy. He stood puffing a cigarette while making eye contact with me.

I turned back around quickly a brush spread to my cheeks.

“told you so.” she smirked.

I quickly picked up the shot, I know I said I wasn’t drinking but at this point I needed the liquid courage to help me through the night. I threw it back feeling the familiar burn in the back of my throat. Hmm a Scotch guy.

“oh god (y/n/n) he’s coming this way.” Stella said turning me around.

Sure enough the handsome stranger was walking towards me, a smirk playing on his lips. He gets closer muttering a quick hi. He leans in so I can hear him over the booming electronic dance song that plays through the speakers.

“can I just say you’re the prettiest girl that’s walked through this door tonight?” He said, his voice husky.

Stella was usually the one getting the male attention so I had no idea what to do now that it was focused on me.

“thanks, and thanks for the shots.” I quietly said in his ear.

“of course, want a drink gorgeous?” He asked.

I knew I probably shouldn’t be drinking so much especially drinks from a stranger, but part of me didn’t care.

I mean I was celebrating after all.

I look towards Stella however she was now grinding on a stranger, a full mixed drink now in her hand. I sighed. I wanted to forget. So I was going to forget.

“how about some more shots?” I whispered seductively.

I didn’t know where this was coming from, but it felt kinda good.

“I like how you think.. uh” he said realizing he didn’t get my name.

“(y/n).” I filled in for him.

“(y/n), I like that. I’m Sebastian.”

Sebastian walked over to the bar ordering us more shots. I glanced at Stella making sure she was okay. She caught my eyes mouthing a you go girl. Sebastian came back with four shots.

Whiskey.

I couldn’t help but think of Jensen, he smelled like Whiskey.

Fuck I'm supposed to be forgetting.

I quickly threw back the shots. I grabbed Sebastian’s hand pulling him over to where Stella was grinding on her guy. Our bodies moved in sync as his hands started to explore. It had been awhile since a man touched me in more than a friendly manner so the way his hands roamed around my hips and up my sides made the heat flush to my cheeks.

Or maybe that was the alcohol talking.

Whatever it was I liked it. It continues on this way, me throwing back shots while Sebastian's body clashed with mine.

“you’re so fucking hot, what I wouldn’t do to take you home.” He spoke biting his lip.

I was definitely feeling the effects of the alcohol at this point. My head was getting a little fuzzy, my better judgement going out the window.

“I have to pee.” I said pulling Sebastian’s hands off my ass and starting to make my way to the bathroom.

I got to the back of the club to the bathrooms but of course there was a huge line for the women’s, there always was. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket bringing it to life. I had a missed call from my mom. I had to remember to call her back when I was sober.

But then his name caught my attention.

Jensen.

I scrolled over his contact information, meaning to delete his number.

I’m forgetting him.

I bit my lip as I hovered over the delete button. I hesitated though.

You know what, before I deleted him, I was going to give him a piece of my mind, knowing without the alcohol in my system I wouldn’t have this much courage again. I clicked the call button bringing it to my ear. It rang a couple times before his voice filled the speakers.

“(y/n)? What’s wrong? I hear music where are you?” He asked concerned.

“Mr. Ackles I just have to tell you that you can keep your stupid camera, I don’t want it.” I slurred trying to sound tough.

“God (y/n) have you been drinking, you sound drunk? Where are you?” He growled.

“uh yeah I’ve been drinking Mr. Grumpy Pants, and I'm dancing with a hot guy. And for your information he told me that I was the prettiest girl here tonight.” I laughed feeling the encouragement from the alcohol.

“(y/n) guys say things like that in hopes to get in your pants.” Jensen grumbled.

I could almost feel him rolling his eyes as he said that.

“well I might just let him cause he actually wants me.”

I could hear Jensen growl on the other end. I was really getting under his skin, which is exactly what I wanted.

“(y/n) tell me where you are right now.”

I could hear him breathing deeply, like he was trying to prevent himself from losing his cool.

“sorry no can do, I gotta go though it’s almost my turn to pee.”

“(y/n) I swear to god…”

I heard him start before I clicked end call. I felt satisfied with myself.

“I told him.” I said to a girl standing next to me.

She gave me an awkward smile that indicated she had no clue what I was talking about. I felt my phone vibrate in my hand. Jensen’s name flashing over the caller idea. I quickly answered bringing it to my ear.

“look man..” I started but he quickly cut me off.

“stay where you are, I’m coming to get you.” Jensen ordered.

“wait what? Jensen you can’t be serious? Jensen?” I spoke but I was met with only dial tone.

I tried to dial him again but it went straight to voicemail. I tried again with the same results.

He couldn't actually be coming here. Could he? How did he know where I was?

Oh god, I felt like I was going to be sick. I left my spot in line making my way outside the club. I needed some fresh air.

It was now after midnight and the air had grown colder. I rubbed my hands up and down my bare arms trying to get warmed up.

Sebastian came out of the club now standing in front of me.

"there you are, I thought you disappeared on me." He said wrapping his arms around my shoulders.

"yeah sorry I'm just not feeling the greatest, needed some air." I slurred.

"well how about we go back to my place and I make you feel better?" Sebastian purred, rubbing his hands down my arms and sides.

I was never really going to go home with him, I'm not that reckless. Now that I know Jensen is potentially coming, I wanted to get away from Sebastian as quick as possible.

"I don't think that's a good idea." I said firmly without slur, pulling away from him slightly.

"oh come on baby, I promise to take care of you." He pressed, pulling me back in so I was trapped between his chest and his arms wrapping around my lower back.

"no, no I'm okay." I said trying to push him away.

"come on.."

"she said NO."

It all happened in a blur.

Jensen showed up grabbing Sebastian's shoulder throwing him off of me. Sebastian clattered to the ground with a thud. Jensen stood in front of me, blocking me from Sebastian. I could see his back muscles clenching as he huffed in anger.

"what the hell is your problem bro?" Sebastian seethed.

"my problem bro is you trying to take advantage of someone who can't even stand up straight." Jensen yelled causing other patrons to look our way.

I scoffed.

"uh for your information I can stand up perfectly fine."

Of course as I said that, I stumbled forward a bit, right into Jensen. He wrapped a protective arm around my waist, holding me still in his side.

Sebastian looked at him up and down, as if he was sizing him up.

"whatever, no piece of ass is worth this much hassle." Sebastian said standing up and brushing the dirt off his clothes.

"I'll have you know my ass is really nice sir." I defended, but that was just the alcohol talking.

Jensen put a hand over my mouth quickly.

"(y/n) stop talking, and let's go." Jensen growled giving me a warning scowl before starting to lead me away.

I probably should stop talking.

"It wasn't like the bitch was going to put out anyways." Sebastian called after us.

Jensen stopped us in our tracks. I could hear his breathing start to pick up again. Jensen unwrapped his arm from my waist before turning around and launching a punch right to the side of Sebastians face. Sebastian fell down hard, not expecting Jensen to strike him. Jensen leaned down and whispered something I couldn't make out. It was all too much, the alcohol now effecting my stomach.

"I think I'm.." I started but wasn't able to finish as I emptied my stomach right there on the sidewalk.

In this case most men would jump back in disgust, but not Jensen. He ran behind me grabbing my long hair, holding it back so I wouldn't get messy. I hurled again, feeling like absolute shit.

"ugh please don't look at me." I told him before puking again.

He didn't say anything, just rubbed my back with one hand and held my hair with the other, once I thought I was done, I slowly stood up leaning in to him. I had no energy to hold myself up at this point.

"come on, lets get you out of here." He said into my ear.

"but wait, Stell, I can't just leave her." I groaned in pain, my throat raw from my puking episodes.

"I already got her in a cab back to your place." He spoke pulling me towards a car.

He gently put me in the back seat before climbing in beside me.

"Lay your head in my lap and relax." He said running his hand through my hair.

I slumped over in his lap, letting the effects of the night wash over me. I felt so weak, my muscles ached. I sighed relaxing in to his hand. My eyes slipping closed, my mind slipping into darkness.

***************************************************

The blinding light from the sun, woke me out of my deep sleep. I clutched the duvet closer to my body, slowly fluttering my eyelashes open. I groaned as I tried to move, everything hurt.

Oh god, I'm never drinking again.

I looked down, not immediately recognizing the bed I was in. The sheets and comforter just felt expensive. I sat up trying to get a view of my surroundings. I was definitely in a hotel room, but not just any hotel room.

Jensen's luxury suite.

I looked down at my body, I was shocked to find out my pants were discarded, and I was wearing a large Metallica shirt. My cheeks flushed red. I didn't remember getting undressed last night. Jensen must've undressed me. I felt so embarrassed.

The bathroom door opening startled me. Jensen came out, a pair of black sweatpants snug on his hips. He was shirtless, and water droplets, dripped from the end of his hair, down his toned chest. I couldn't help the way my eyes raked up and down his body. I bit my lip staring at the gorgeous man stood before me.

"how are you feeling?" He asked, pulling out some ibuprofen, and a glass of water.

"like, I've been hit by truck, but nothing that I don't deserve." I said gratefully taking the pain medication and water.

Jensen watched me intently as I swallowed both the pills he gave me.

"uh did you uh undress me?" I asked addressing the elephant in the room.

"I had to, you threw up all over yourself and me." He said.

I felt the heat go all throughout my body in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry you had to deal with that." I piped up.

"It could've been a lot worse, what were you thinking getting drunk like that." He growled crossing his arms.

Wait was he seriously mad at me? He's the one that told me he didn't want to do this.

"you can't seriously be mad at me for going out." I scoffed.

Who does he think he is?

"well I am mad (y/n), I'm palm-twitchingly mad. I'm all for drinking and having a good time but you put yourself at serious risk last night, how could you be so stupid?" He yelled.

"okay that is so not fair." I yelled back.

"you're lucky I was there, and your lucky all I did was throw a punch." Jensen seethed breathing deeply in anger.

I was about to make a rude comment back, but I realized he was right, I was lucky he was there. Had Sebastian pushed further, I wouldn't have been able to fight him off. I was so confused. He pushes me away but then comes to rescue me. What did he want?

"why am I here Jensen?" I asked looking at his clenched jaw.

Jensen stared at me intently as if trying to formulate an answer, or an excuse, I wouldn't know which is which. It was a moment before he responded.

"It seems I'm incapable of leaving you alone." He said turning away from me.

Holy Fuck.

I felt my heart rate increase and the heat igniting my skin.

"then don't." I whispered biting my lip.

"(y/n), I told you..." He started but I cut him off.

"you don't do relationships, I know, but that doesn't mean we can't have anything." I said surprising him, even surprising myself.

Jensen didn't respond, I looked up at him to see him grabbing a piece of toast spreading some jam on it.

"you need to eat something, you threw up a lot last night." He said handing me the toast and ignoring what I said.

I hesitantly took it from him, biting off the corner. He sat down on the bed staring up at me, as if he were checking that I was actually going to eat it. He had a commanding presence and I didn't know whether to be incredibly intimidated or incredibly turned on.

"I'm really sorry you had to deal with me, I hope I didn't disrupt your night too much?" I questioned hesitantly looking at him.

"just my sleeping arrangements, I'm not use to sharing a bed.

Holy Fuck.

"we uh slept together?" I asked.

"well you slept in the bed and I slept in the bed so if you want to call that sleeping together then yeah." He said taking a bite off the other corner of my toast.

"we uh didn't do anything did we, just slept?" I asked in a shaky breath.

Jensen leaned in close to my ear. I could feel his breath on me, making shivers run down my spine.

"no, you see when I fuck, I like my women to be conscious and consenting, besides if we did, believe me baby you'd definitely be feeling it right now." He whispered seductively.

I couldn't help but clench my thighs together at his words.

Holy Fuck.

I was speechless. I felt the heat spread between my legs, and the breath get caught in my throat. I bite my lip looking in his eyes.

"so is that all you want, someone to pleasure you?" I spoke softly not trusting my own voice.

"that's part of it, but that's not entirely all there is to it." He said.

"then what else?"

Jensen smirked looking down at me biting my lip. He towered over me even sitting.

"why? are you interested?" He asked cocking his eyebrow.

I shuddered at his husky voice. He knew exactly what he was doing.

"maybe, what do I get out of it?" I asked feeling a burst of confidence.

"Me." He smirked putting his large hand on my bare thigh.

Holy Fuck.

I gotta stop thinking the word Fuck.

"that's quite pretentious of you Mr. Ackles...but say I am interested, are you going to clue me in on the rest?" I asked seductively cocking my head to the side.

Jensen wore a shit eating grin, like he had me exactly where he wanted me.

"not right now, I have to go into the office, and I want to take things slow." He laughed getting up.

I breathed out a shaky sigh.

Fucking tease.

God this man was doing things to me. He threw me my clothes that were now freshly laundered.

"get dressed, I'll take you home." He smirked.

I got off the bed heading in to his large ensuite bathroom. I grimaced at my reflection in the mirror, my hair was a mess, my makeup smeared. I splashed some water on my face and ran a wet hand through my hair to hopefully flatten some of the flyaways. I slowly pulled my pants back on, discarding his shirt and replacing it with mine. I grabbed some mouthwash he had on the counter, swishing it around to get the taste of alcohol and vomit out of my mouth. I bit my lip looking in the mirror.

This was crazy.

I hesitantly grabbed the door handle slipping out. Jensen now stood in a suit and tie, looking as handsome as ever. God he looked good.

"ready?" He asked looking down at me.

I nodded my head having to peel my eyes away from his body. I had to stop staring before I did something I regretted.

He put a hand to the small of my back leading me out the door and to the elevator. I didn't have to look at him to feel his gaze on me as we waited for the elevator.

We walked in when it arrived, standing side by side but extremely close. The air between us was thick and heavy. I bit my lip trying my hardest not to look up at him, and fiddled with my hands at my sides.

"you know what fuck slow."

I gasped as Jensen grabbed my hands pinning them above my head and me to the back of the elevator, his lips crashing in to the arch of my neck. He kissed it roughly, trailing kisses up my neck along my chin and back down again. I moaned as his core pressed in to mine, his mouth traveling further down to my collarbone. He sucked on a especially sensitive spot making me whimper in pleasure.

Fuck did he know what he was doing.

He pulled away just as the elevator doors opened, a couple other men in suits walking in. He stood beside me smirking at the thought of getting caught. I hope I didn't look as flustered as I felt.

Only one thing was running through my head.

Holy Fuck.

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Part (III)

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musette22 · 1 year

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Before I log off for the day, I have a very important announcement to make:

Sebastian Stan should be kissed gently on the nose at least twelve times a day ♥️

That is all, thank you & goodnight 😌

#AT LEAST #preferably much more #sebastian stan #I'm gonna finish unpacking and read a little and then head to bed because I am ~knackered~#will reply to more messages tomorrow!!#thank you all for being so lovely <3 #hope everyone's having a great day/night 😘#minnie answers

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yourfavehaskenergy · 7 months

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Bucky Barnes, MCU? The Ken to Steve Rogers' Barbie.

Bucky Barnes from the MCU has Kenergy!

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fandomfluffandfuck · 1 year

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Husbands?

Husbands.

#chris evans #sebastian stan #evanstan #rpf #or #stucky #if you prefer #bucky barnes #steve rogers

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navybrat817 · 1 year

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Whet in the good golly gawd is Seb going to bless us with in the next coming months or year????? He’s got the hair again! He’s looking like beefy 2016 Sebastian 🥵.

I’m rolling in it. Loving it. Salivating.

The ketchup bottle knows what's up, lovely! It knows! 🔥

Thick thighs of betrayal made for riding.

Sorry. Don't mind me thirsting. 😂 The look is what we deserve and I'm excited for the images, gifs, and inspiration we'll get from Thunderbolts.

Love and thanks. ❤️

#navybrat answers #sebastian stan #romanian menace #thick #thighs of betrayal #please sir #wanna run my fingers through his hair #preferably while he's between my thighs #heathertheheathen123456 #sending love ❤️#asks are always appreciated #beefy!bucky barnes #it's what we deserve

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imsebastiansta-n · 10 months

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Hey guys, so my insta imsebastiansta.n was deleted bc I was apparently ‘impersonating’ Seb when I stated many times I was a fan page but it is what it is.

I made a new account, it’s adorablebucky if you’d like to follow me.

Unfortunately though, my acc was deleted before I could save any of my old posts so I have no idea where I left off on my Bucky story 😩

On the bright side, I can start from scratch and I’ll be more active this time round.

♡

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mypalbuck · 1 year

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Hi it’s been a while

Life has been crazy 😢 but I’m hoping to be a bit more active on here again. Idk if I’ll get much time to write since I’m teaching atm but I am def in the mood for some fanfics 🫶

#I’ve missed y’all sm #bucky barnes #tfatws #sebastian stan #sam wilson #spider man no way home #spiderman #chris evans imagine #marvel fics #marvel imagines #marvel preferences

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evansbby · 2 years

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Do you just have a crush on Chris Evans and his characters and if not what are some other characters or actors that you love or really like?

i had a huge crush on michael fassbender after i watched x-men days of future past for the first time back in 2014 and that kinda stuck

#apart from that…. not really anyone else atm #sebastian stan i think #but not anyone else #also yes imo x-men first class and dofp >>>> the entire mcu #UNFOLLOW ME IDEC #no please don’t unfollow me i just prefer x-men hehe #anon

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Private not secret | Elizabeth Olsen

Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Reader

Summary: You and Lizzie are both part of the MCU and attend a panel together, what happens when an interviewer tries to press Lizzie to talk about the ring she's wearing when you're keeping your relationship private from the public? A/n: This interview gave me inspiration for the ring part.

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From the moment you first laid eyes on Elizabeth Olsen at the table read for Captain America: The Winter Soldier you knew she was going to be someone special in your life. As you expected the two of you grew close quickly and eventually started dating. It’s been ten years since that table read and she has become the most important person in your life. With both of your celebrity statuses, the conversation of privacy had come up pretty quickly. You had each voiced not wanting to have your relationship to be public, your relationship wasn’t a secret, you just preferred it to be private.

As you were checking out the outfit you picked out for Marvel Con in the mirror, Lizzie walked up behind you. She snaked her hands around your waist and rested her head on your shoulder. She admired you in the mirror, “You look so beautiful, baby.” You smile at her compliment, she always knew how to boost your confidence. “Thank you, darling, you look amazing yourself.” Lizzie held one of her hands out in front of her, “I don’t want to take it off, how would you feel if I kept it on?” You lace your fingers with hers and kiss the ring on her finger. You admired the ring you had picked out for her many months ago, the ring you had chosen to ask her to marry you with last week. “Yeah, I’m good with you keeping it on. Are you ready to go?”

The convention was so much fun, you met back up with so many friends and coworkers. It was rare that you were all together besides filming, as there were so many of you. You also got to meet a lot of fans, take pictures, hear their stories, and admire the art they made. You were on a few panels, most were without Lizzie, while Lizzie had her own panels, like the WandaVison panel with Paul Bettany. To close off the convention there was one last big panel for CA:TWS, there was one big couch and an armchair, for the six of you. The interviewer welcomed everyone to the stage, “Welcome everybody to the last panel of the day, give it up for Scarlett Johansson, Chris Evans, Sebastian Stan, Anthony Mackie, Elizabeth Olsen and Y/n Y/l/n!” The crowd cheered and the first four sat down on the couch, making it full. You and Lizzie look at the armchair which isn’t exactly big enough for two people and laugh, you tell Lizzie to take it and sit down on the armrest yourself. The interviewer offered up her chair, but you assured her that it was all good.

“Thank you all so much for joining us, the ten year anniversary of Captain America: The Winter Soldier is coming up, Chris, how does that feel?” Chris takes one of the mics, “It’s so crazy to think that ten years ago we started filming the first movie of the MCU. I’m so thankful for being able to play this character and how much we’ve got to expand this universe to the big screen and introduce all these new heroes. Yeah, it’s been great.” The interviewer says it’s time for a question from the audience, you turn to face the person standing at the mics and all say hello. “Hi, I’m Ryan, and I have a question for y/n, what is your favorite memory from filming the movie?” Lizzie hands you the mic she was holding, you smile at her and thank her. “Oh, that’s a good question! I have so many good memories from that movie.” Your eyes move over to Lizzie for a moment only to see that she was already looking at you, you smile and focus back on the crowd. “I think I’m gonna have to go with the fight scene where we’re running through an office. So, papers had to be flying off of desks and the amount of times they had to be picked up to be able to shoot the scene again was just so funny.”

Another fan comes up to the stand, “Hello, my name is Ellie, and my question is for Elizabeth. You’ve spoken a bit about your anxiety and I was just wondering how you manage to keep that under control with big crowds like this.” You hand the mic back to Lizzie, “First off I want to emphasize how important it is for me to talk about subjects like these, so thank you very much for your question, Ellie. “Secondly, for me, having people around me that make me feel safe is very important.” Lizzie places a hand on your knee. “For instance, I know that if I were to start feeling overwhelmed, y/n would notice and help me stay grounded.”

The interviewer continues after all the fan questions are answered. “So, Elizabeth, I noticed a pretty ring on your finger.” Lizzie looks down at her hand, “Yeah, it’s beautiful right. it’s a cocktail ring, my fancy ring.” The interviewer presses on, “Is it a cocktail ring though?” You want to step in and tell the interviewer she should stop pressuring Lizzie, but before you can speak up Scarlett does. “Before we have to go, I’d like to ask you all a question. I would love it if we could take a big group picture, would you be up for that?” The crowd cheers. You all kneel down at the edge of the stage so that everyone fits in the picture. “Thank you.” You whisper to Scarlett as you move back to your seats.

Once the panel is over you head to your backstage room with Lizzie. “I’m sorry I didn’t say anything to the lady.” Lizzie grabs your hand in hers, “You’re all good. That would probably have been more suspicious than how Scar handled it. Let’s just enjoy the rest of our night. “You’re right.” You share a sweet kiss before heading over to your friends.

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You’re mine | Florence Pugh

Pairing -> Girlfriend!Florence Pugh x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary -> You and your girlfriend are at the premiere of her new movie. When Sebastian makes a joke about you being his, Florence makes sure to show you that you’re only hers.

Warnings -> Minors DNI, 18+, Smut, thigh riding, dry humping, kinda dirty talk, possessive Florence

Wordcount -> 1.1k

A/N -> I want to thank @sergeantbarnessdoll for helping me with the title and the idea. She is just so hot, that also @sergeantbarnessdoll is gay now.😂😂 Divider made by @firefly-graphics. My requests are open, feel free to send an ask.

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You’re standing next to your girlfriend, Florence Pugh. The two of you have been dating for almost a year, and now it’s the premiere of her new movie. So you’re in front of all those camera people. Your girlfriend has her arm wrapped around your waist, and smiles into the crowd of cameras.

Your eyes burn lightly from the flashes of the cameras. But with Florence’s arm around your waist, you feel safe, and it’s a bit of fun to pose for the people in front of you.

It's not the first time that the two of you are at a gala or a premiere, so you’re used to it, but sometimes you still prefer your home with your friends and family and without the paparazzi.

“You’re so gorgeous,” Florence mumbles into your ear, and you immediately blush.

The grin on her lips grows when she sees the light red on your cheeks. Her hand is stroking your side up and down. When you’re finished, you walk along the red carpet and to the other actors who are there today.

Your best friend, Sebastian Stan, stands with his husband next to a little table and looks at you. You wave at him, then you walk with Florence towards them.

“You two look gorgeous,” Chris says, his arm wrapped around his husband's waist.

“Thank you, but we all know she always looks gorgeous,” Florence says, making you blush again.

The effect she has on you is beyond belief. You never thought that someone could make you blush by just telling you you’re handsome or making you happy the way she does.

You place your head on her shoulder; your fingers are tangled with hers, still holding you tight at your waist.

“Want a drink too?” Seb asks and looks at the empty glass in front of him.

“If you continue, I need to carry you home." Chris laughs and kisses his husband's cheek.

Sebastian laughs softly; his nose is slightly scrunched, and you giggle.

“What’s so funny, babe?” Florence asks, following your eyes, which are still on Sebastian. “Mhm, do you like the man in front of you?”

“Just look at his scrunchy nose; that’s so cute,” you say, pointing to his nose, which is still slightly scrunched.

Chris and Florence burst out laughing when Sebastian tries to look at his nose. But then he looks at Florence, his blue eyes glittering in a way you know they do when he has a competition with someone.

“Guess it’s my girlfriend now,” he smirks at her.

Florence’s jaw drops slightly, and she furrows in confusion. But her gaze immediately changes when she pulls you closer. She holds you tight, looking at Sebastian with the same expression as he looks at her. Then she turns her face towards you and leans closer to your ear.

“I guess I need to show who you belong to,” she says quietly, smirking at the way your eyes widen slightly and your attempt to press your legs together.

“Excuse us, we need a few minutes,” Florence says, smirking at Sebastian, who’s eyes widen as well when he sees the way she looks.

Then she drags you to the restrooms. Because it’s a premiere, you have a restroom for yourself, so no one can interrupt you. And there are enough other toilets, so Florence knows the two of you have some time together.

Florence opens the door, pushes you into the small room, and closes the door behind her. Before you can react or ask what her plan is, she pushes you against the wall behind you. Her hands hold yours above your head, and she pushes her upper body against yours.

“Flo-“ you moan when she suddenly presses her leg between yours.

You throw your head back and look into her green eyes, focused on you. And the smirk on her lips when she hears your moan grows even wider. You can’t stop yourself from slowly moving your hips against her leg, finally getting some release.

“Such a slut, huh? Wanted your best friend to fuck you?” she asks, but you shake your head. “No? Mhm, it looked like that. Who do you belong to, babe?”

You moan when she presses her leg more between yours. You’re grinding against it, trying to get more friction. One of Florence’s hands lets go of your hand, and she wraps her hand around your neck, choking you slightly.

"Answer: Who do you belong to?”

“I’m yours. Please, can I cum?” you ask, whining.

She laughs but shakes her hand. You grind more against her, trying to convince her with the way you move on her thigh or with your moans, which leave your lips. But she just grins and looks at her thigh.

Your panties are already soaked with your slick, like her thighs. Your moans get needier, your head is thrown back, and Florence uses that moment to kiss and bite into the sensitive skin of your neck. You’re turning into a moaning mess; the feeling in your stomach grows, and you can almost feel your orgasm. Your legs are shaking, and your breath is heavy. But you don’t cum, not until Florence allows you to cum.

“Who do you belong to?”

“You.”

“Who is the one who can fuck you like that? Can touch you like that. The one who wants to hear those pretty moans of yours?”

“You. You, babe. I need to cum.”

She laughs, your hips moving faster against her leg. Your cunt drips, and with every move over her leg, you moan loudly. The hand she doesn’t hold in hers finds its way to her shoulders, trying to get some hold, a way to ground yourself from the growing pleasure.

“I love you, babe,” she mumbles, leaning closer and capturing your lips with hers.

Her soft lips move against yours, and the kiss is passionate but soft. When her tongue glides into your mouth, you moan and feel the orgasm hitting you. You cum all over her leg, squeezing around nothing. She smiles against your lips, biting your lip.

“I love you, too," you say, resting your forehead against hers and riding your orgasm out.

Your legs are still shaking, and you need a moment to catch your breath while Florence cleans her thigh. Then she walks back to you, kissing you once more and sliding her hand between your legs. Her fingers are stroking over your wet panties and she smirks.

“Haven’t told you you can cum, and you made a mess. I think we have to practice that,” she grins, getting a moan in response. Her green eyes show pure lust and anticipation.

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