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Sebastian Stan for Prada during the Milan Menswear Fall/Winter 2025/2026

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“... It's Prada photo booth.”

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Sebastian Stan and his stylist Michael Fisher speaking with WWD at the Prada fashion show in Milan.

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SEBASTIAN STAN PRADA FW25

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“... all black is one of my favorite things.”

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Prada Fashion Show | Milan, Italy

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Shameful Dreams | Series Part 7

Series Summary: Steve and Bucky are each respectfully married to their wives, as any man should be in 1941. And yet, that doesn't stop Steve from having very shameful dreams about his married friend. Unexpectedly, things begin to happen outside of Steve's fantasies.

Series Tags: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes | Rated E | Tags: 18+ explicit smut, no powers au, pre-serum Steve, top Bucky, bottom Steve, secret relationship, internalized homophobia, consensual infidelity, closeted characters

[Masterpost] // [ao3 link]

[PART 1] [PART 2] [PART 3] [PART 4] [PART 5] [PART 6]

Surely, this is new. Steve's been married for four years now which means things have grown pretty routine. He and Peggy don't necessarily take their time anymore. They just know what the other likes and get the job done. It's not as cold as it sounds just efficient.

So Steve was used to rushing when he and Bucky couldn't last longer than a minute or two in the beginning. Besides, he couldn't help but rush back then. He couldn't ignore the burning need to get his hands on Bucky, to taste his lips.

But now that they're taking it slow — well, this is certainly new. Bucky is blowing him, but like really taking his time. Like wow, it's good. Even just watching the way Bucky licks up the shaft, pumps him in his hand, smiles at him right before he swallows him halfway down again and just leaves him in his mouth. He looks like he's enjoying it and god, that's the reason Steve really needs to hold back even though Bucky's going so slow.

Steve returns the favor, of course he does. And he's secretly proud to say he lasts longer than Bucky. It's honestly one of the few surprises about Bucky. Steve just assumed Bucky would be better at everything. At sex, at lasting longer, at foreplay. But he's not. Bucky's not good with self-control, he can't seem to help himself. Sometimes he comes so fast and then he always apologizes sweetly with blush coating his face. It really makes Steve love him even more.

And yeah, Steve hasn't forgotten about the "I love yous". They haven't talked about it. What is there to talk about, really?

So instead, Steve decides to just tease him about his poor stamina.

"So, you not into doing this slow?" Steve smirks.

"I am," Bucky protests weakly because he's panting from his orgasm after Steve spent half the time blowing him that Bucky did.

He sits up, face turning red.

"I'm just not good at slow," Bucky admits softly.

A smile slips from Steve's face, he finds it too endearing not to. He crawls over to Bucky and frames his face.

"I like that you're not good at it."

"Why, so you can make fun of me?" Bucky frowns.

"No, cause I can see exactly what I'm doing to you."

"You couldn't see it before?" Bucky rolls his eyes playfully.

"I could," Steve smiles. "But it amazes me how much you're into it... still."

"If you're waiting for me to calm down, I doubt that'll ever happen."

Steve blinks, imagining a lifetime of Bucky being this excited, this turned on by him. Steve kisses him much too hard and Bucky falls against the headboard.

"You need to give me a minute," Bucky mumbles under the kiss, sensing Steve looking for another round.

"Yeah, I officially need a break," Steve laughs and flops next to him.

Bucky wraps an arm around him and Steve cuddles into his side with a pleasant sigh.

"If you want," Bucky says quietly. "I can try holding off... longer."

"No," Steve picks his head up. "I don't want you holding back for me."

Bucky blinks, looking like he's still debating it. Steve leans in closer, narrowing his eyes.

"I love watching you come," Steve purrs.

Bucky's mouth breaks into a smile, he closes the last inch and kisses him. Then lets Steve flop back down on his chest to actually rest.

The weekend is coming to an end. They'll need to head home this evening and already, they've slept in until eleven this morning.

They're both up now, staring at each other. It's something they've done both mornings as if they'd forgotten how they got here. They can't believe waking up next to each other is possible but it is... for this weekend, at least.

"Can't imagine not waking up to this pretty sight tomorrow," Bucky says raspily.

Steve's heart lurches. He shifts closer and kisses Bucky softly on the lips.

"We'll still have behind the gas station... after work."

"Yeah, that's like thirty hours away."

"Hey, we still have a few hours to kill today," Steve protests, feeling his stomach sink at the thought of them leaving a second earlier than they have to.

Bucky frowns, grabbing Steve's hands and rubbing his thumbs across them.

"You think we could keep this up?"

"We can try. For as long as we can," Steve shrugs, trying not to show the creeping despair in his face.

"I'd keep trying forever. Unless we're caught," Bucky agrees, leaning forward to kiss Steve. "Even then... maybe we could run away together."

Steve's breath hitches at the offer but also at the thought of leaving Peggy crushes him.

"I'd love to but what about the girls?"

Bucky grimaces, trying to hide it. It's clear he doesn't feel as deeply for Gail as Steve does for Peggy. Maybe it's a different kind of love, Steve thinks. He doesn't want to ponder what all of it means. All he knows is he could never give this up no matter how wrong it is, he could never give up Bucky.

"Right, I know. Won't happen anyway," Bucky dismisses.

Steve wants to ask if he means getting caught or running away but he doesn't bother. That's all worst-case scenarios anyhow.

"Let's enjoy our last few hours," Steve says, leaning back into Bucky's lips.

Bucky smiles against his mouth.

"Like I'd ever let you leave this bed, Rogers."

Steve laughs, rolling on top of him. But most of him wishes that threat could come true.

"Checkout's at four," Steve grits, weakly reminding them as Bucky pounds into him.

He has Steve shoved against the door because a few minutes before they were due to leave, Bucky kissed him one last time. And then he didn't stop and it led to him turning Steve around and shoving his pants down. And how was Steve gonna stop him, he was desperate for it. He'd take it as many times as he could get before they drove hours home — away from each other.

Steve pants against the wood of the door registering the sound of a cart being wheeled on the other side. Probably the cleaning crew.

Bucky is grunting behind him with each slam of his hips, gripping Steve's waist so hard he's definitely going to bruise.

Steve smiles to himself.

"You gotta — be — quieter," Steve huffs.

Bucky swallows, then blows out a pant of air.

"What?"

"You gotta—" Steve starts again but Bucky grabs his face and turns him to his mouth, kissing him filthily.

Fuck it, Steve couldn't care less if the cleaning crew hears them. Let them hear, they won't know it's too fellas anyhow, especially when Steve starts whining high and desperate. He sounds a little like a girl but he doesn't hold back like he does with Peggy. He'd always been embarrassed by the honest pitch his voice turns. He's lowered his tone countless times for his wife, a thing he always had to be conscious of.

With Bucky, he lets his voice ring loud and true. And Bucky fucking loves it. And Steve loves being fucked by him. So it's a win-win.

Bucky keeps fucking him even when a knock sounds at the door.

"Cleaning service," a shy voice calls.

"Be right out," Bucky shouts back.

Steve looks back, over his shoulder, catching the exact moment Bucky bites his lip, thrusts one last time and comes with his eyes rolling back.

Steve loses it right then too, having to clasp a hand over his mouth even though he can hear the cart rolling a little further down the hall probably to the next room.

He'll have to leave a large tip for the cleaning crew with the white mess on the floor right by the door. But it's worth it, totally worth it.

He turns around and kisses Bucky breathlessly.

"Okay, we really need to go," Steve says, pulling his pants back up.

"I fucking love this hotel."

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“... I'm a nobody. I can't even remember anything. Nothing. Not even my name.”

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@eentertainment: Sebastian Stan... MAN you're looking good. 😉 #GoldenGlobes #LiveFromE

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SEBASTIAN STAN Sean Dougherty Los Angeles Times

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You know you're supposed to catch the bullets with your metal arm, hm?

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Shameful Dreams | Series Masterpost [In-Progress]

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Series Summary: Steve and Bucky are each respectfully married to their wives, as any man should be in 1941. And yet, that doesn't stop Steve from having very shameful dreams about his married friend. Unexpectedly, things begin to happen outside of Steve's fantasies.

Series Word Count: In-progress

Series Tags: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes | Rated E | Tags: 18+ explicit smut, no powers au, pre-serum Steve, top Bucky, bottom Steve, secret relationship, internalized homophobia, consensual infidelity, closeted characters

PART 1 / PART 2 / PART 3 / PART 4 / PART 5 / PART 6 / PART 7

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‪@ann_chocoi: 今日もセバスチャンはふわふわマシュマロスィーティー🥰‬

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@thedanielbarrero: @imsebastianstan during a double-feature screening of A Different Man & The Apprentice at the Aero Theater

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‪@machan_shumi: 待っっっセバスタ顔面が……良すぎました……😇記憶がないんだが‬

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‪@imy_miiii: セバスタは実在した😭✨‬