#I want to make Sebastian call me daddy in a different way

[witchywithwhiskey]

okay but will we be getting some fem gloryhole action in the trucker!jake jensen series? 👀 like you know the one where a girl is lying down and just her butt and stuff pokes out of a hole (that was a weird way of describing it lol)

it's so fucking hot. like imagine her just lying there and anyone could walk up and do anything they'd like...

hi nonny i'm glad you're enjoying my trucker jake jensen series!!

i haven't decided yet if we're going to see the reader in that series back in the glory holes. if she does go back, i'd probably write it in a way where it's still mostly about Jake since their relationship is why i like writing that series. (but actually you have given me an idea......gonna keep that one secret for now 🙊)

that said, this is a whole AU with as many chris evans, sebastian stan and henry cavill characters as i want to add and i definitely plan to revisit the glory hole concept, i just haven't figured out how yet. the whole concept is hot but i need characters and a relationship dynamic to interest me in writing something—i think that's why all my fics end up so long 🫣

although now that i'm thinking about it, i have been curious about what kind of reader would work for Ransom, and i maybe have an idea. (18+ content below!!!)

what if you're the daughter of one of Ransom's business associates? what if he has a whole host of clubs—night clubs, whiskey lounges, etc. and Diesel Dolls is his secret pet project that he keeps because he's, of course, a perv.

but you don't know about that side of him. you're a spoiled heiress, with a rich father who's invested in Ransom's night clubs, which means you're an adult who basically parties for a living. and you're a regular at Ransom's night clubs, always getting the vip treatment because of your father, and he's always been so nice to you, just like all your father's business partners.

but one day you learn about Diesel Dolls and you're so curious, you ditch your normal crowd and driver and take a cab to the strip club just off the highway outside of the city.

you're immediately enraptured by the sensual dancers and the low lighting of the club. you've paid for a lap dance and are chatting with the dancer while she straddles you and grinds on you, when Ransom discovers you.

he's furious—he doesn't want your father to find out about his little business, let alone the definitely illegal glory holes in the back room, but you reveal that the dancer told you about the glory holes and you want to see them. or else you'll tell your father.

so Ransom takes you into his office, where there's a bank of monitors on his desk that show a live feed of everything going on in the back room of Diesel Dolls. you're overcome with arousal as you watch one girl with her lower half hanging through a hole in the plywood wall be pounded by a big, filthy trucker.

Ransom presses close to your back, and you're so transfixed by the different views of all kinds of truckers being serviced by the glory hole girls, that you barely notice his fingers toying with the hem of your tight dress until his touch against your thigh makes you shiver.

Ransom mocks you for getting so turned on by the sight of his girls getting railed in his glory holes. he calls you dirty, he calls you filthy, he calls you a slutty little whore who pretends to be a sweet little daddy's girl.

But his words only make you hotter and you lean back against the broad chest of your father's business partner and tell him you know he's jealous, because he wishes you were his daddy's girl.

Ransom chuckles, pretends you're wrong, pretends he could never want a spoiled heiress like you. you're too much of a princess. and you rise to the challenge, telling him you're not too much of a princess to balk at the prospect of getting into one of his glory holes.

Ransom grins, because you've fallen right into his trap. he puts you into a special glory hole—one that isn't open to the public. then Ransom calls all of your father's other business associates and together they ruin you while you're none the wiser about who exactly is fucking you.

but it's a special glory hole for another reason too. he tells you it's because there aren't any cameras, so you can enjoy yourself guilt-free. but really it's because there are tons of cameras, and on the men's side of the wall is a screen with a live feed from a camera placed directly above you. so Ransom and all your father's business parters watch you while they ruin you.

and at the end of the night, Ransom not only reveals all the men who used you—all the men you've known for years and never realized lusted after you—he also reveals the cameras and that they recorded every second of your defilement.

Ransom will use that footage to blackmail you into coming to Diesel Dolls every weekend and repeating the fun they had. and you'll pretend to be furious and betrayed, but a not-so-small part of you is excited about being turned into a free use fuck doll for your father's business partners.

but now i have a question: who are your father's other business partners?

🤭 i'm thinking one might be August Walker. and maybe Steve Kemp and Pete Brenner? 🤔 it can't be anyone i've already introduced into this universe unfortunately 🫤 that would be too hard to keep track of

[pahtoosh]

doctor daddy

[image ID: a behind the scenes photo of Sebastian Stan as Lee Bodecker from The Devil All The Time. He is standing with his hands in his pockets and looking off into the distance. /.end ID]

masterlist

18+

wc: ~980 words

warnings: Lee wants to beat someone up(no one in particular, he’s just frustrated), reader is in physical pain, mentions of painkillers, written on my phone, sappy and needy reader as usual. Lee carries reader.

a/n: this picture makes me giggle, I wonder what he’s thinking about.

pairing: lee bodecker x gn!little!reader

summary: Lee’s baby is hurting

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Pain and suffering: that’s all you knew. The sun never seemed so dull and the nights never seemed so cold. You wondered if you’d survive the ne-

“Baby?”

Oh! Daddy’s home!

Lee quickly toed off his shoes and met you at the couch, setting down his paper grocery bag along the way. You looked adorable swaddled up in a blanket with your stuffed bunny, but Lee’s heart couldn’t help but ache for you.

You’d been stuck on the couch all day. Standing or even sitting up required too much energy, not to mention that shifting positions could mean upsetting your body further.

Earlier today Lee wanted to call in sick and tend to you, but you assured him that you would be okay as he went on with his shift at the station. He lovingly carried you to the couch where he’d set up everything you could’ve possibly needed while he was gone. Blankets, painkillers, snacks, water, books, and the TV remote were all within reach. Your daddy left you with a kiss on the forehead and strict instructions to rest up, drink water, eat a snack, and call him if you needed help.

You obliged with a yes, daddy and made it through the next seven hours still in pain, bored, and missing your daddy. You were so happy when he came home, but your state meant you had to wait for him to come to you instead of running to meet him at the door as usual. Luckily, Lee wasted no time getting to your side. He’d missed you just as much as you’d missed him.

He held your smaller hand in his and gave you three gentle kisses on your forehead, the tip of your nose, and your puffed out lip. Lee normally loved your pouty face but knowing that this one was caused by your state of pain rather than an adorable neediness made it less enjoyable. He almost wished there was a single person responsible for your pain so he could take it out on them, but he knew all he could do now was be here for you.

“How ya feelin’ sweetie?”

“Hurts, Daddy.”

Lee muttered a curse under his breath and gently massaged the hand he was holding. “My poor baby. ‘ wish there was somethin’ I could do to help. I could beat up someone right now, makes me so mad seein’ my baby hurt like this.”

You shook your head and pulled his hand closer. “Just need Daddy.”

Lee smiled for the first time that day. “And you’ll get him, sweetheart. Just let me help ya out a little first, yeah? I stopped by the store and got somethin’.”

You raised your eyebrows in curiosity. Lee normally just bought the essentials, and you technically had everything you could need to recover at home already. He tucked your arm back under the blanket and began pulling stuff out of the bag.

“I gotcha a different kinda pain medicine, this one’s a cream. There’s a new thermometer, in case the old one wasn’ workin’ right and my baby really is sick. This here’s a new pair of socks to keep yer feet warm and protected. And this is a lollipop for being my good ‘n brave little baby.”

You admired your new socks and treat with a soft thank you daddy and let Lee fuss over you with his new supplies. He cleaned the new thermometer and let out a sigh of relief when it confirmed that you were at a safe temperature. He swapped out your old, worn-out socks with the new, softer ones. And then he carefully peeled back the blanket and your clothing to rub in the pain-relief cream.

After Lee washed his hands, he climbed in behind you on the couch, replacing the numerous pillows and blankets with his solid body. His round belly fit perfectly into the curve of your back, and his strong arms acted like a weighted blanket. He knew just how to support you to keep you comfortable and ease your pain.

In this position, he could also speak to you in a hushed tone and feel butterflies in his chest whenever you whispered back or snuggled closer to him.

You asked him about his day. He kept it brief, mostly talking about how much he missed you. He only shared the details of his work with you when you were at your big age; Lee was very diligent about preserving the safety of your little mind.

He turned the question on you, listening to you describe the episodes of Bugs Bunny you watched and what antics your stuffies got into today. He loved hearing about your inner world. Lee never got to explore his imagination too much. His responsibilities kept him tied to the real world, so he admired that you were able to keep that part of you alive while still dealing with your own issues.

The two of you fell into a comfortable silence before you were overcome with the need to tell your daddy how much you appreciate him.

“Thank you for takin’ care of me, Daddy.”

Lee kissed the back of your head. “It’s no problem, sweetheart. That’s what daddies are for. You feelin’ any better? That pain medicine doin’ its job yet?”

“Mhm.” You nodded and then turned your head to muffle your next sentence, shy about the sappy words about to leave your mouth. “Daddy’s the best medicine though.”

Lee chuckled and pulled you closer if that was possible. “Oh yeah? What makes ya say that?”

You squeezed his arms wrapped around you and wiggled against his belly, proving your point. “Daddy’s soft and cozy and strong. And Daddy gives the best cuddles.”

Lee shook his head, not believing how lucky he was to have you in his life. “Daddy loves you, baby. And I’ll never stop cuddling you.”

[whorekneecentral]

i too was waiting for other anons to request daddy mark but there's none so here i am

setting will be during the red bull days and reader is seb's younger sister.

maybe it was another race where seb was prioritized again and mark was getting fed up and needed a release/comfort (whichever) and seb's sister was there and it's just an added bonus that mark gets to play mind games with seb

you sooooo get it bestie -- tw: age gap. 

The race had gone sideways for your brother’s teammate yet again. Not that you didn’t enjoy seeing your brother win, because you did, but you felt like it was unfair to Mark for them to solely focus on Sebastian. 

Something had gone wrong with his car, forcing him to retire 30 laps into the race while your brother was P1 with a 2 second lead over Fernando for most of the time. 

Mark had returned to his driver’s room post DNF and you snuck away from the garage to check on him. You knocked on the door and he calls out to come in so you do, shutting the door quietly behind you. 

He looks up at see you standing by the door. “What do you want?” He asks, the words coming out a bit harsher than he wanted. 

“Just wanted to see if you were okay.” You lean on the door. Mark shrugs and you walk a bit further into the room and you sit on the arm rest of his chair. Mark looks up at you, “shouldn't you be watching your brother win?” 

“I see it every week, this one is no different.” You look at him, “I'm sorry they keep doing this. It’s not fair to you.” 

“This is the first time I've seen someone root against him,” mark chuckles and you roll your eyes, “I'm not. I’m just saying that you deserve to get treated right too.” 

Mark’s arm wraps around your waist and pulls you down onto his lap. Your brows furrow, looking at the man. It felt wrong but also it didn’t; you were his teammate’s sister, there was a big gap between the two of you but you don’t want to move. 

“How should I get treated then?” Mark’s hand rests on your thigh, your arm wraps over his shoulder. You lean into him, your lips brushing over his, “let me show you.” 

You close the gap between the two of you, kissing him. Mark lets you shift to face him, straddling him on his lap. His hands rest on your ass, grinding down on his lap and his hands slide up, tugging on your shirt. 

Both yours and his shirts were in a pile on the floor, Mark’s lips trailing down your neck to your chest. “Mark,” you breathe, a hand tangled in his hair. He glances up at you, his own hand reaching to unclasp your bra. 

“What is it, sweetheart?” 

Before you could answer him, you both can hear the cheers from the garage, your brother had won once again. You get off Mark’s lap, the two of you getting redressed before heading back out. 

You were all by the fence, now watching your brother on the podium. Seb could see everything from up there so he doesn’t miss the way Mark stands behind you or the way his hand rests on your hip. 

Mark leans against you, whispering something to you that makes you giggle, your cheek red as you swat his arm. 

There was something going on, he just doesn’t know what. 

[embracetranquilityson]

Playing Hogwarts Legacy as an adult, a different POV. (Possible SPOILERS ahead, please beware)

Okay, hear me out:

When the game was announced I was super excited about the Dark Arts path, so of course as soon as I was able to play I immediately headed for that route.

But then that scene where you have to duel Sebastian happened and I thought "damn, OC is an insane duelist!" soooo... I guess my mind kind of spiraled from there because I somehow got this headcanon that OC was actually undercover at Hogwarts.

Oddly got their letter at a later age, mad skillz™️, really polite and mature... Makes sense, right?

But I don't want to be an Auror. I want to be EVIL!

So, how about an Ashwinder? Victor Rookwood is a pretty cool villain: charismatic af, kinda good looking; I can see us chilling while watching dragons fight- no wait, I hate poachers with a passion. I love magical beasts. No way my OC would ever harm one or stand by and watch as one gets hurt.

And theeeeennnnn... I met professor Aesop Sharp. 10/10 "your daughter/son/adultchild calls me daddy too". I'd like to say it was love at first sight but it was the whole "acknowledging responsibility" speech that got me.

And before you call me weird... I'm in my twenties and as much as I love the "companions" that the game lets you have, I can't physically bring myself to ship my OC with a teenager. Big no no. Weirds me the f out.

So behold, the ultimate headcanon that has been living rent free in my head since the release:

OC is a rogue ashwinder who betrayed the - organisation? Cult? Club? Ah whatever you get it - and somehow found a way to disguise themselves as a student to avoid repercussions. After all, hogwarts is a pretty safe place. They could easily stay under the radar until things had calmed down a bit.

Unless... Unless some students decided they were tired of poachers and ashwinders and decided to take the matter into their own hands. So what was oc supposed to do? Just look the other way and hide while kids got slaughtered?

Nope. Their conscience was screaming enough as it was, they couldn't let it get any louder. So they help Poppy and Nat and try their best to keep Sebastian safe while he dabbles in the dark arts (after all, they know first hand how futile it is to try and smother that fire. You need to get burnt to learn.).

Until they go too far, they become a problem. Rookwood is pissed. Avada Kedavra pissed. Life or death. Their young and foolish friends or them.

It's an easy choice, really.

They drop the spell/potion/ancient magic/whatever that made them seem younger, so the focus is on them. Rookwood's rage is on them.

The shock, the drama.

Your trusted hogwarts companion was an Ashwinder all along. Former ashwinder, but does it really matter to a teenager who only sees the world as black and white?

Would it matter to the professor OC fell for? To the other professor, the one who guided them through the keepers' trials? Or to sweet professors Weasley and Garlick, who went above and beyond to teach them everything they knew?

Would it matter to the aurors who would eventually capture them?

Ladies, gentlemen and fine people, this is my headcanon. This would be my OC (if I was a skilled modder).

Thank you for coming to my -delirious- TED talk.

(and if you have similar or opposite headcanon, please drop them below. I would love to read them!)

Edit: I actually wrote a fic inspired by this! It's gender neutral (You POV) and I had a lot of fun with it!

Here's the link:

[fandomfluffandfuck]

Hi Sir, do you think Sebastian has a Daddy Kink. Y’ know considering his past, and the situation with his biological father. I know you have written about Sebastian calling Chris “Daddy”, but I mean it more as in, do you think he maybe has Daddy Issues, and therefore calls Chris “Daddy”?

I sent in the “Daddy Kink ask” and thinking about it more, I realize how disturbing (towards you and Sebastian) that may sound. I swear it wasn’t meant like that. I’m just a very curious person. So feel free to just delete the ask if it makes you uncomfortable!

Hey, sweets!

No, but I actually like this ask because I feel like this general idea is A Thing in both the vanilla world and the kink world, I can't and won't put words in your mouth specifically, but I have noticed generally that people tend to pair the idea of trauma and kink.

Definitely, there's the stereotype that kinks are born from trauma. Which, yes, is true in some people. However, it's not the overall rule. Then, the myth that all kinks come from trauma can then extend into the stereotype that all people with kinks are "broken" or "fucked up" in some way. Fucked up by said assumed trauma. Also, of course, this isn't true.

But, with that being said, personally, I have noticed that there's is some correlation between people who look outwardly fucked up (or, as my parents would say, "scary") in that they're tattooed, pierced, or have alternative aesthetics that stray from the "norm". My idea for that correlation is, well, hey, if you're not going to fit in with mainstream society in one way, then you might as well not fit in, in all the different ways that you feel. Why pretend? Why not just fucking go for it? (That's how I feel. I mean, I also am just... like that. Genuinely. It's not a conscious link for me a lot of the time, trauma -> aesthetic -> kink, I just see where they bleed into each other. It just so happens that I fucking love kink and I love metal music and I love body art and I love the gothic/emo/alternative/whatever you want to call it, aesthetic.)

Although, at the same time, as paradoxical as it is, it's niave to think that how you're raised and what your parents are like doesn't shape how you go into your relationships and your life. I'm paraphrasing, but as Chris once said, your parents shape how you love. They teach you how to love (x). You can absolutely outgrow that basis, but it's also a basis.

Anyway, where am I going here?

All this is to say that I have no idea if Sebastian has daddy issues. Granted, I also have no idea if Sebastian has a daddy kink. I don't know Sebastian.

Not everyone with daddy issues will have a daddy kink, and there are plenty of people with daddy kinks that don't have daddy issues. (At least, they wouldn't consider themselves to have daddy issues, looking specifically at how the Western world expects fathers to act when raising children. Personally, I think most people have issues based on that, but I also recognize that based on my life experience... I'm probably just being cynical, lmao.)

And for Sebastian, I don't think it's about trauma or issues. I think it's about power dynamics. I think it's about the general idea of daddy. The biggest, the best, the most capable, comforting, and caring yet stern, too. We've all seen how easily Seb crumbles with praise, and I think, related to that, Sebastian responds so well to having someone telling him what to do in the soft-but-still-authoritative role. That's what gets him in my mind.

Also, it's worth pointing out that I don't think it would go back to his biological father for Sebastian because he wouldn't've known his biological father as "Daddy" because it would've been the Romanian equivalent for the English affection name for a father. He might've been encouraged to call his step-father that, but, eh, he was older by that point, so it's unlikely in my mind.

All in all, I have no right to speculate, really. Seb's a real person, a real person I don't know, so I don't know, and I won't ever know either 🤷🏻‍♂️

[cloudcountry]

Hey auburn!! Mind giving me some comments on each path? Btw if I choose one can I always go back and play another route?

HI RENREN!!!! I WOULD BE HAPPY TO GIVE YOU MY OPINION ON THESE SILLIES <3

napoleon is kind of the face of ikevamp,,,, hes like malleus in a way. hes the obvious pick for yoru first route (except you should totally be DIFFERENT or not idk do what feels right!!) hes nice C:

mozart is fucking gorgeous but hes such a DICK. he gets better in his route though yk? the prickly but soft kind ^^

leonardo is so dad coded in that hes weird and falls asleep all the time. i dont really know much about him ^^;

arthur (affectionately called doyle by me nd dove because we hate him <3) is weird NEXT!!

I WOULD FIGHT THE UNIVERSE FOR VINCENT VAN GOGH. he is an ANGEL. we do NOT deserve this man and if anyone hurts him i would start a RIOT. if he hugged me all of my problems would be solved and i would never complain again.

theo calls you dog <3 what a man!! hes pretty gruff and idk much about him either LMAO

DAZAI IS SO WEIRD??? AND I MEAN THAT IN A NICE WAY.,.,,. BUT ALSO A ??????? WAY???? he enters the mansion through windows and his route is super angsty

isaac is my babygirl and the only one that matters. i love him. i wish to hold him tenderly and kiss him every morning and night. im gonna put a ring on that finger just you watch. he's a bumbling fool of a nerd and i adore him. he doesnt know how to emotion </3

i dont know anything about jean oopsie

SHAKESPEAREE'S ROUTE IS SO GOOD SO FAR GAH I FEEL LIKE. IM BIASED THOUGH BC IVE BEEN FIXATED ON SHAKESPEARE MY ENTIRE LIFE I HAVE A PROBLEM!!! THE PROSE MAKES ME SWOON!!! (thank u dove for pointing it out LMAO)

comte is nice C: hes a sugar daddy

sebastian is funny bc he ends up getting really attached to the mc and at the end of isaac's route he straight up tries to bribe them to stay WHICH MIGHT NOT MAKE SENSE NOW BUT YK ITLL MAKE SENSE LATER.

vlad has a fox named marshmallow nd likes strawberries nd likes to garden. hes also an antagonist for some reason.

faust scares me but yk henry adores him so im sure hes lovely!!

CHARLES IS SO FUCKING CUTE I WANT TO HUG HIM SO BAD. PLEASE. HES LIKE A LITTLE PUPPY DOG. his route is getting released on august 19th if youre curious!!

I HOPE THIS HELPED ^^ GO WITH YORU GUT!! WHOMEVER INTRIGUES YOU IS THE EONE YOU SHOULD GO FOR!!!

[neetily]

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MASTERLIST (links TBA)

₊˚⊹ˊ˗ → Angel Sam ─ just one more night with you is all he needs, really. he thinks he could die happy if you smile one more time, y'know? he's still so sorry, by the way. → warnings: religious contexts, Christianity references, blasphemy, angst, major character death, daddy issues, praise kink, worship, cunnilingus, love bite/hickey, creampie → wc: 9,145

₊˚⊹ˊ˗ → Demon Whitney ─ he did warn you, after all. don't make a deal that you can't hold up, or you'll find yourself in some serious shit, slut. → warnings: incubus demon, dubcon, mind break, degradation, breeding, aphrodisiac, bullying, name calling, multiple orgasms, blowjob, floating sex, throatpie, cervix fucking, creampie, claiming, dacryphilia, piercings → wc: 10,467

₊˚⊹ˊ˗ → Vampire Sebastian ─ the only thing he loves more than you is the sweet taste of blood. which is a shame, really, considering that's all you're made of. → warnings: vampire, blood, blood kink, blood drinking, dubcon, biting, marking, pulling out, light angst, wounds, ambiguous/open ending → wc: 8,180

₊˚⊹ˊ˗ → Ghost Kylar ─ it's ironic, isn't it? how the one thing he wants most in this world is the one thing he can't have... his existence does have its advantages though, some that you'll experience intimately! → warnings: ghost, ghost sex, yandere, brief depiction of self harm, major character death (duh, he’s a ghost), masochism, blood, dub con, kylar is cringe as fuck, public sex, biting, creampie, knifeplay → wc: 6,988

₊˚⊹ˊ˗ → Werewolf Alex ─ you were never meant to and he didn't mean to. you have to understand... → warnings: noncon, werewolf, A/B/O, knotting, pet names (pup), established relationship, breeding, size difference, biting, cervix fucking → wc: 6,856

₊˚⊹ˊ˗ → Imaginary Best Friend Robin ─ hey, i know that it's been a while since we hung out, but i miss you. and you've really left me no other choice at this point... → warnings: dubcon, imaginary friend, manipulation, breakup, ex boyfriend (role-play), shapeshifting, creampie → wc: 7,102

Please remember to stay safe, okay? This is all fiction, and none of this can seriously hurt you. Please, enjoy yourself!

[erineverly]

“Yeah, tell me something I don’t know,” Erin says with a chuckle, shaking her head because she, out of all people, would know just how sensitive both of them are. “An’ go sleddin’, otay, daddy? We’ll build snowy-men and go sleddin’!” Emerald eyes lighting up at the idea, skinny legs kicking as the sudden burst of excitement seems to be too much for Sebastian’s little body to contain on the inside. It needs to find an outlet. “Why it doesn’ snow ‘ere?” The boy inquires, growing serious all the sudden as he genuinely tries to understand the reasoning behind California’s warm climate and Indiana’s more moderate one. Why are they different? “When I’m old like you and mommy, I’m gon’ get a mommy tattoo, too.” Sebastian declares boldly, always ready to copy whatever it is that Axl’s doing. He wants to be just like him and so if dad has tattoos, he must have them, too. The sentiment makes Erin’s heart melt into a puddle, but the fact that Axl’s played along has her blushing faintly. “Mommy has a borin’ teef-brush. Is all grown up.” Sebastian sighs with clear disapproval, pointing to the light pink toothbrush that’s sitting in the cup beside the sink. Erin’s just leaning against the counter now, the bottle of lotion still in her hand, watching the two redheads interact with a combination of sheer amusement and utter adoration on her face. She ignores their comments about her new boyfriend, figuring defending Anthony is really not worth ruining the mood for. It’s not like he’ll ever know she just stood by and let her son call him a farm animal. “Mhm, daddy smells so good now. I bet Sebastian wants to smell that good, too,” she muses, squeezing a generous amount of sweet-smelling baby lotion onto Axl’s palm. Funny how such a simple gesture can take her back in time to those days when their son was just a newborn and they were still figuring out how to put a diaper on him, whether lotion can be put on his face as well, stuff like that… Gosh, she really has to stop. “Then we’ll just brush your hair and put your awesome jammies on, and we’ll be done here,” she babbles on, coating her palms in the white cream before kneeling beside the pair. She does as instructed and takes the right side of their son, starting from his shoulder. It’s a pleasant surprise how still he is, how he’s suddenly abandoned all plans for escape, mostly because he loves being held and pampered, and he’s willing to suffer the uncomfortable sensations if they will make him look like a snowman, too. Like daddy. “Do we have like ten minutes to stop at Kmart on our way to Malibu?” The brunette inquires, lifting her pale blue eyes up to meet the singer’s bright emeralds. There’s a hint of a smile on her lips, clearly impressed with the other’s child whispering skills.

“That doesn’t take much to do.” Axl smirks, voice teasing and hypocritical because he is the same. It doesn’t take much to make either of them hurt or offended. “Yeah! I’m like those snowmen I used to build in Indiana during the winters, we’ll have to build them too some time.” Axl suggests, Sebastian causing him to recollect a sweeter memory from his childhood and one he’d like to share with his own baby now. “Ohh, uhh,” Glancing down, brows knitting in confusion. “That is mommy, mhm.” The singer laughs, sheepishly smiling, wasn’t like he was going to say ‘no it’s not his mommy’. That’d be weird and at his age he’d never get it. Axl lifts his hand and helps Sebastian finish brushing his teeth, wiping his mouth as they go then telling him to spit before washing off his toothbrush. Leaving the rinse part out, because that’d defeat the toothpaste’s fluoride protecting his teeth. “My toothbrush is Shaggy.” he comes up with, even though that’s a lie but he didn’t once again tell him no towards something to spare crushing his spirit. “Oh yeah, I’d say.” Axl nods, loving to input his side comment like that towards Anthony. Refraining from rolling his eyes. “Now daddy has his lotion on,” After being massaged by his wife that’s no longer his wife, “it’s Sebastian’s turnnn!” he announces enthusiastically, sitting Sebastian on his lap as he sits on the ledge of the tub. “Mom will take the left side and I’ll take the right side of Sebastian.” he instructs, mostly to Erin while holding his hand out for her to add lotion into his palm. “Sebastian’s turn to be a snowmannn.” The redhead singsongs, kissing his damp hair and holding him tight in case he wants to still get out of it. Well, this time, he’s not. He can kick or scream or whatever; but this time he’s getting his lotion put on so he can finally get in his pajamas and get into bed.

[sweetmusingss]

I walk into the diner with Noah, having dressed him up almost exactly like you to surprise you. You left for work early in the morning before he even woke up but he was wearing a black t-shirt and dark pants just like you, with a blue beanie and his Converse on. I sit at the counter, holding him on my lap. I widen my eyes and go incredibly pale when hearing him suddenly say. “Hi, Daddy!” I felt frozen in place, not wanting to tell Noah that you weren’t his Daddy because you were more a father figure to him than anyone could ever be but I also didn’t want you to think I was forcing anything here. “No, that’s Sebastian. Why did you call him that, sweetie?,” I ask him. “Chris is Alexandra’s Daddy and Sebastian is my Daddy,” I heard him answer simply. My worst fear was coming true. I didn’t want him to ever have these questions but he was a kid and now he was just assuming. I really didn’t want to have this conversation in public, either. “Oh no… Sebastian is your friend and Mommy’s boyfriend,” I say quietly, not knowing how to handle this topic and not wanting to break his heart but knowing you probably had some boundaries with that. 

Seb was busy writing down a big order that he didn’t even glance up when he heard the bell over the door ring, turning from the customer and going over to the register before he hears Noah’s voice, making him turn around immediately. “Hey buddy!” He didn’t even clock the fact that Noah had called him ‘Daddy’, it not being a problem in his head at all. He frowns when you seem so unhappy with Noah calling him that, shaking his head before coming around the counter and over to you two, kissing your forehead before taking Noah out of your arms. “Don’t listen to your mommy, kid. SHe doesn’t know waht she’s talking about, I don’t think she’s had enough iced coffee today. I’m your Daddy. Look, we even match!” Seb gave Noah a big smile, laughing as Noah nodded and hugged his little arms around Seb’s neck, Seb looking at you and giving you a look, wanting you to know that he didn’t care. He was fully accepting of being Noah’s father. He just hoped that you two got the chance to explain everything to him when he got old enough, knowing how detrimental that could be if not discussed. 

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Emma was a little tired herself, not willing to admit just how much sleep she had not been getting. She had been so worried about you falling asleep permanently that she had kept waking up any time that she did fall asleep with you. She would just end up watching you and making sure that you were alright. She definitely didn’t let you know this either though but her lack of sleep was starting to catch up to her. She smiled softly when you cuddled up to her and she wrapped her arms around you. She had been so careful with you this past week but it felt nice to hold you and touch you again. She tossed her hair over her shoulder so it was not in your face and she looked back at you. “How are you feeling, little one?,” she asked you curiously. She had never been like this before, never feeling the need to fuss over anyone but with you, it was different. She wanted - no, she needed - to make sure that you were alright. She did not ever want to go through that again.

My heart surged as she called me ‘little one’, that always being my favorite nickname since she just said it one day and it stuck. We weren’t even properly together yet when she called me little one for the first time and I’ve loved it ever since that moment. “Like I could run a marathon... I think the remnants of whatever happened to me are finally gone. I feel way more... awake.” I look up at her, giving her a smile. “I finally feel like I’ve slept enough. I don’t feel like going back to sleep as soon as I open my eyes.” I frown a bit when I see she had dark circles under her eyes, realizing it was early and Emma was awake... Emma was not a morning person -- in the past, she complained about the start time of her shift which was at 10am, wishing it was later. “Emma, do you feel okay? Why are you up so early?” I had no idea that she was barely sleeping because of me, being so out of it the past few days I didn’t even register anything being off or wrong with her. But if there was anything I knew for sure about Emma, she loved food and she loved her sleep.

[navegandoaciegas]

Maneater Writing Challenge

(gif not mine, found of Pinterest)

Hello everyone! I hope you’re doing great!!

In honor of the upcoming Hot Girls Summer, and of me hitting 2.6k followers here on Tumblr, I wanted to host a smut writing challenge with the topic of “Maneaters”, aka fem doms.

FemDom is a large term that includes many different kind of dominant women. It originates in the BDSM community and it indicates activities and relationships where the female partner is in charge. There’s different type of femdoms, for example the gentle kind that combines sexual dominance with nurturing elements (example: mommy kink), or the more widely known dominatrix kind that enjoys dominating in a cruel, strict way.

Fem!Dom readers x Sub!Male character is a pretty rare trope in the Marvel fandom, but I hope that by hosting this challenge I will inspire more people to write this type of content.

Let’s go over the boring rules before we can get to the fun stuff:

You can write for any characters played by Sebastian Stan (ex. Bucky Barnes, Lee Bodecker...) or Chris Evans (Steve Rogers, Andy Barber). Any other Marvel character, like Sam Wilson, is also fine.

The story must be a reader insert (character x reader). So no OC’s and no character x character. Poly and multiple characters x reader is fine to me.

The closing date is September 9th, my birthday! No pressure if you can’t get it done by then.

You must be 18+ to participate.

No word limit, but please use ‘read more’ if your story is longer than 250 characters.

Due to the nature of the challenge, all stories must include smut. You can make it nsfw of any kind, as any genre is welcome: fluff, angst, dark (dub-con, non-con), hurt/comfort.

Any AU, trope and kink is welcome except: scat, snuff, gore, underage, bestiality.

Send me an ask or a dm with the prompts you’ve chosen. Choose at least one. You can pick as many as you want from all categories. No limits of # people per prompt.

I’m going to reblog and comment each story I get, and I will eventually create a masterlist with all the submissions I get.

If you have any doubts, please don’t hesitate to contact me.

I picked over 50 prompts in total, so I hope you’ll find at least one that will inspire your creativity.

The prompts are listed below the cut.

Lyrics (You can use the whole song or the lyrics I selected as inspo):

Maneater by Nelly Furtado: I wanna see you all on your knees, knees, you either wanna be with me or be me. Maneater, make you work hard, make you spend hard, make you want all of her love.

Bubblegum Bitch by Marina and the Diamonds: Candy bear, sweetie pie, wanna be adored, I'm the girl you'd die for. I'll chew you up and I'll spit you out, 'cause that's what young love is all about. So pull me closer and kiss me hard, I'm gonna pop your bubblegum heart.

How to be a Heartbreaker by Marina and the Diamonds: Rule number one, is that you gotta have fun, but baby when you're done, you gotta be the first to run. Rule number two, just don't get attached to somebody you could lose.

CryBaby by Megan Thee Stallion: Uh, his friends and his dad hate me (yeah), I broke his lil' heart, he a crybaby

Heart of Glass by Blondie: Once I had a love and it was divine, soon found out I was losing my mind. It seemed like the real thing but I was so blind. Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind.

Daisy by Ashnikko: Make your man call me daddy, he talk too much, he's too chatty.

Get on your knees by Nicki Minaj: You gotta beg for it, beg for it, I wanna see you lookin' up. Baby I'ma need you to beg, beg beg for it. Get on your knees, get on your knees, get on your knees.

Poker Face by Lady Gaga: Russian roulette is not the same without a gun. And baby, when it's love, if it's not rough, it isn't fun.

Prompts

Mommy kink

Dacryphila

Gagged and Bound

Anal Plugs

Chastity belts

Humiliation

Degradation

Omorashi

Body Worship

Loss of Virginity (Virgin Character)

Innocence Kink

Corruption Kink

Men wearing panties and stockings

Faceriding

Cuckolding

Revenge/Makeup sex

House Husband kink

Mistress kink

Pegging

Lactation/Breastfeeding kink

Breeding kink

“How quick can you make me cum?”

“I’m not touching you unless you beg me to.”

“Bad boys don’t get to cum.”

“Take it.”

“Please, mommy.”

“You look so pretty on your knees.”

“I like men better when they shut the fuck up.”

“Did that hurt? (...) Good, because it was meant to.”

“Keep making those noises for me, baby.”

“You’re not coming unless I say so.”

“You’re in so much trouble, baby boy.”

“Should've thought about it before you decided to piss me off.”

“Jealousy looks great on you.”

“I’ll be so good to you.”

“I’m yours, all yours.”

“Please, gimme more.”

“So fucking tight.”

“You’re such a pathetic little slut.”

“Look at you, drooling all over yourself.”

Situations (You don’t have to use these, but I thought I could give you some extra inspiration):

Jealous reader shows character who he belongs to;

Reader pegs the ‘_’ (insert whatever annoying behavior you want) out of the character;

Reader cucks disobedient character;

Character surprises the reader with a maid costume;

Reader makes character wear a sex toy (anal plug, vibrating panties, chastity belt) in a public setting;

Seemingly innocent and sweet reader surprises character with a kinky side;

Seemingly kinky and experienced character reveals a soft, innocent interior;

Reader gets revenge on her cheating partner;

Reader verbally humiliates the character;

Character accidentally call the reader “mommy” in the middle of sex;

Yandere!Reader is obsessed with character;

Yandere!Reader thinks that the character is cheating on her with another woman.

Tagging some writers who may be interested. Please don’t feel pressured to join.

@buckycuddlebuddy @msmarvelwrites @sweeterthanthis @whateveriwant @imanuglywombat @nsfwsebbie @jtargaryen18 @jobean12-blog @world-of-aus @river-soul @buckyownsmylife @burnthematches @sherrybaby14 @sinner-as-saint @kleohoneyao3 @literate-lamb @candy-and-writing @cap-n-stuff @docharleythegeekqueen @darkficsyouneveraskedfor @honeyloverogers @honeygingergemini @fafulous @foxgloveprincess @giorno-plays-piano @gotnofucks @gogolucky13 @cherienymphe @mcudarklibrary @emilykjh @overr-written @teamcap4bucky @threeminutesoflife @iraot @sebbysbaby @propertyofpoeandbucky @hailmary-yramliah @cryptidcasanova @asadmarveltrashbag @angrythingstarlight

[anne-i-write]

moriarty the patriot headcannons pt. 1

| requested by anon: Can you write about all male characters in moriarty has a same look of their  children and hpw many children they want? |

william x reader; louis x reader; albert x reader; sebastian x reader; fred x reader

word count: 2397

pt. 2: 221b boys

a/n: I DONT KNOW WHY I DIDNT WRITE THIS EARLIER IM SO SORRY THIS REQUEST HAS LITERALLY BEEN IN MY INBOX FOR SO LONG I AM SO SORRY I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS

william: 487 words

with his whole plan to clean the world of the filthy nobles, william never really stopped to think about having children

well, until he met you

you both were in town one day and he saw you fondly watching a child speak with her mother

“i think two children would be nice”

“i didn’t even ask”

“i know, but the look you gave that mother was telling enough”

n e ways he is a simp and he did eventually give you what you wanted

fast forward a few years, you have two children: a boy and a girl

and they look exactly like their father

like,, it lowkey pains you how much they physically take after their father

you wanted to be like “oh they have your personality, but they look just like me!”

no

granted, your son took after you in an emotional sense but your daughter was a daddy’s girl through and through

like she looks like him, she acts like him, speaks like him, she even EATS like him

ok but the men w your children

fred is a freaking sweetheart ok

like he’ll watch over the kids when no one has the time and they love him too so they’ll help out in the garden which you are SO thankful for

tbh they only like uncle albert bc he brings them lil trinkets from when he gets back from london LMAO

louis doesn’t show it, but he absolutely adores your children and makes extra snacks for them at tea time

you caught onto this at one point bc for some REASON your kids would not stop bouncing off of the walls before bed and they told you uncle louis gave them chocolate

and sebastian loves messing w your kids bc,,, sebastian

but he accidentally made your son cry ONCE and he was at the mercy of every adult in the moriarty estate including the boy’s younger sister

needless to say, he watched his actions and words around your children after that

now, william

i’m just gonna say this straight out: most of the men never really thought about having kids (save john and albert)

but when you finally had kids, william had a different outlook on life

like fr,, this man works overtime now trying to get rid of the filth that is called nobles

he doesn’t want his kids to be raised in a world where just because you have more money than another means you get to look down on them

you still instill in them those good morals ofc

he also tries to be very present in their lives since he and his brother were raised as orphans

when he was younger, he didn’t mind it all much

but now that he had this small family and a brighter future, he did everything in his power to make sure they’re happy and grow up in a cleaner and kinder world

louis: 320 words

it took you a week to get him to at LEAST humor you

“if you could, how many kids do you want?”

“none”

like, this guy is so dedicated to his brother and his cause it is a WONDER you somehow wormed your way into his heart

but you did and honestly, the brothers are actually very happy that you’re with them

william especially

louis rarely emotes but when you came into their lives, you got louis pissed at one point and everyone was like,,,, wtf?? he has emotions???

anyways, his answer is one kid LMAO

and when you get that one kid, he looks just like louis

yall already KNOW that he’s ready to die for that child as soon as louis holds him in his arms

the only kid sebastian wouldnt even try to mess with

he can deal with william’s albert’s or fred’s kids but louis lowkey intimidates him so he’s as nice as he can be

that being said, louis teaches his kid how to properly handle stuff around the house

you want to cry bc ur son is just so??? the little kid just loves helping out no matter how small the task and he’s just so cute it hurts

even sebastian’s kinda like,, “aight he’s the only kid i will tolerate”

louis grew up with only his brothers so he also wants to give his son a shot at a normal family

is actually aware at how he thinks he’s indispensable for william’s cause and he doesn’t want his son to end up like him

he also teaches his son some badass fighting moves

oh and louis smiles a lot more too

cried bc his son saw the scar he got on his cheek, rubbed some dirt on his lil face and said “i have daddy’s cool scar now”

all in all his son is the best thing to happen to all of you

albert: 505 words

same as louis in the fact that it takes him a week to answer

“you know you haven’t even answered my question”

“i’m sorry, what did you say?”

“how many kids do you want?”

genuinely takes time to ponder that question

he hadn’t thought of that since his family adopted william and louis

but with you?

“i think two darling girls who take after their mother is enough for me”

pls he’d be so sweet 🥺🥺🥺

you two end up having a girl and a boy, who look just like their father

and tbh, you’re not even mad

you love them so much so when albert comes back north, the three of you are ecstatic

the happiness was short lived for albert tho

he found his son spending time with william and there’s nothing bad right????

“where’s your sister?”

“she’s with mr. moran”

his heart DROPPED

out of all the people in the manor

HIM

he sees the two running around the garden

it all happened as soon as albert’s daughter went up to sebastian and said “you’re very pretty! you’re my knight now!”

he decided to “adopt” the little girl and now he’s lowkey whipped

you found albert staring at sebastian playing with his daughter and updated him about everything going on

“but him??”

“he’s just a big softie for her let it go”

isn’t really surprised when he finds out they can fight a little

actually glad that they can hold their own, God forbid anything happens to them

otherwise mi6 has to deal w family matters lmao

“albert, she only tripped”

“you shouldve seen the fear in her eyes as she fell”

“IT WAS A STRAY COBBLESTONE”

would raise hell if anyone even THOUGHT ill of his kids

william and louis are the doting uncles

william more so than louis bc your kids have never seen louis smile

now they’re on a mission to make uncle louis smile

louis was on child duty one day and they managed to slip away

omyGOD he was stressed but also,, extremely worried

so when he found them he had the most genuine smile on his face

your daughter was like (・∀・)

she loves uncle louis

ofc your son adores his dad like,,, who else wouldn't feel awesome at the age of 10 if you found out your dad was a high ranking general

feels superior to sebastian bc of his dad

lmao this 4’5 kid thinks he can rule sebastian for some odd reason

the house is always dirty bc him and sebastian always prank each other

your daughter is trying to catch a butterfly but she can’t so fred helps

instantly loves fred

“is that what heartbreak is”

“i guess that’s what happens when you try to get close to my kids colonel”

albert is kind of afraid of turning into his dad but he has you and everyone else to remind him that: no you are not your father, you are so much better than him

loves your family with his entire being

sebastian: 844 words

“i see you looking at those kids and the answer is none”

lmao you’ll get so pouty around him bc you want kids dammit

that and he spoils you to no end so that's why you’re pouty lol

“fine we’ll only do one kid and bc one kid is all i can tolerate”

bruh

this man gives you three in four years LMFAO

two boys a year apart and a girl in the fourth year

you wanted to smack sebastian

when the two boys grew up, it was obvious they were already taking after their father in the physical sense

it was terrifying

they genuinely look like mini sebastians and you know everyone in the manor is afraid that you two birthed satan

and the satan was your eldest one

he’s just a feral sebastian moran in a tiny body

your second son, god bless him, looked just like his father but with fred’s temperament

and see, you were fine with your sons looking like their father

it was FINE right

you prayed to God that your third child would have at least some physical resemblance to you

your daughter was birthed, she grew up

and you cried

“HOW DO THEY ALL LOOK LIKE YOU”

“i’ve got some strong genetics, baby”

you sulk for a lil bit

but you accept it anyway because you love your goddamn kids

thankfully, your second and youngest child are both soft spoken and it's only your husband and his tiny clone bringing hell to earth

smacking sebastian bc all of your children suddenly started swearing up a storm at each other

“WHYD YOU HIT ME”

“YOURE THE ONLY ONE WHO SWEARS AROUND THE KIDS”

finally sitting down and trying to convince them to stop swearing

“father does it!”

“your father’s stupid”

speaking of your daughter

she’s his little princess and no he will not take criticism

spoils her more than he spoils you

did she glance at a toy at a passing store?

he buys more toys than he should from said store

you have to physically hide some of his money bc there is only so much you can buy

and her older brothers are so caring you want to sob

if a person accidentally shoved her over bc she was tiny and they couldn’t see her

oh boy

get ready to restrain them like chihuahuas

“little sister will be protected at all costs”

since his second son is so different from him, sebastian actively makes time to talk about what the little boy is doing and what he’s getting from it

doesn’t want to be pushy and suffocating like his dad was so when his younger kid does want to be left alone to his devices, sebastian does so

but honestly loves that your second son is so literate

lddhsajdsfk what yall dont know is that they’re all in cahoots

kinda funny to see them all together bc they all take after their father so much it's like having three tiny sebastians go around town

anyways,,,, yall know the promised neverland right

you got ray, norman, and emma

granted one of them wasn’t as smart as ray but he definitely knew what stealth was

regular sibling rivalry was still a thing but if they could smell the pudding from the kitchen, they know they have to work together

sebastian caught his eldest smuggling biscuits into a small bag

he had half a mind to scold him

but then he ended up giving tips TO ALL HIS CHILDREN on how not to get caught next time—

bc of this they beg him to tell them some stories from afghanistan bc “there’s no way a man as old as dad knows this many stealth tactics”

louis is so fed up lmao

albert is in london most of the time so he just thanks the lord that he doesn’t have to deal w the propaganda that sebastian feeds his children about how “mr. albert is a bad man”

william is fine w it as long as they don’t trash the library

your younger ones love the library so they would cry at the thought of one of the books losing any of the pages

your second and your daughter are definitely the moriartys’ favorites

they don’t show it, but you just KNOW

your eldest could care less about that though

as long as you and his father still love him

and of course you both do

and fred is definitely your youngers favorite

they like to hang out in the garden

ok they still fight all the time though

just because your second child is soft spoken doesn't mean he’s afraid to throw hands

their sister likes to join in for the hell of it

but if someone wrongs any of the children

just because the younger ones are the moriartys’ favorite, doesn’t mean that they’re not gonna hunt someone down if they even think about trying to hurt the eldest too

yeah,,, good luck to them and their families

they got the entire moriarty estate coming after them

fred: 241 words

cmon yall are like,, young

but you did ask him bc you were curious if he thought about it

he wants one

and when yall do have the kid, you guys actually do have one kid and its a girl

since you both are young, you can immediately see a resemblance between her and her father

everyone who meets her would die for her

ABSOLUTE CUTIE

especially when she walks around the garden w her hand in her dad’s and he’s showing her all the plants and telling her how to take care of them

needless to say she grows up loving plants

any type of plant

the boys love giving her flowers or anything from bc she has the biggest smile every single time

no matter if it’s just a single rose or a rock

this was found out one time when sebastian gave her a rock bc everyone else had given her like,, two roses each

was afraid she was gonna cry

“thank you so much mr. moran! i will treasure this until i get old!”

she was like 4 at the time

and had the widest smile you’ve ever seen on her

guys u don’t understand she smiles a lot but this was like,, genuine happiness

but everyone was just,, i will destroy the world and myself if anything happens to her

fr it’s just sunshines and rainbows every single time she’s around

everyone just loves her ok

moriarty the patriot general taglist: @zoehanji

[strangerquinns]

What happens next in the nanny series?? How does he figure out she was fired??

The Nanny Masterlist | Part Six

It had been two days since Sebastian last saw you. When you didn't come to his office like he asked, he tried calling you. He called so much that you turned your phone off so his name would stop flashing across your screen.

After Lysia fired you, you drove home in a cloud of numbness and autopilot. When you walked into your apartment there was a sense of loneliness that came to you next. It didn't hit you till you looked towards the fridge to see one of Madeline's drawings. Seeing Sebastian's name just made it too much, so that's why you turned it off.

But Sebastian couldn't take the silence anymore. He woke up two days later already planning to go to your place. He knew where you lived from your resume. Sebastian knew that it was a little cringe for him to take your address from the resume you brought with you when they hired you. But he was worried. Also, Madeline was asking about you the night after he told Lysia he was divorcing her.

Lysia

He barely talked to her since that night. Every time he looked at her a flare of anger came to him quickly.

Sebastian walked down the steps into the kitchen and smiled towards Madeline.

"Daddy!" Madeline smiled towards her father, as he walked towards her and kissed the top of her head. When he looked towards Lysia, she was glaring over the top of her coffee towards him, "Ms. Y/N coming today?"

"I told you, she's not your nanny anymore Madeline. Stop asking." Lysia spoke with annoyance in her tone as she walked towards the sink to dump the rest of her coffee.

Sebastian's eyebrows pulled tightly together, "What are you talking about."

Lysia chuckled and walked out of the kitchen, Sebastian followed soon after her.

"Lysia! What do you mean!?"

"I fired your little tramp," She spoke not looking towards him and continuing towards the living room. "I wasn't going to allow her to be here and watch my daughter anymore."

"Your daughter, Madeline is our daughter, and you had no business firing Y/N"

"I can do whatever I want when it comes to our child!" Lysia shouted.

Sebastian now had an even more reason to go to your place now. He looked towards Lysia in disgust as he walked to grab his keys from the table, before turning towards her.

"If you cared about Madeline, then you'd know that Y/N has become one of her favorite people and means the world to her. But I guess you're too busy fucking around to notice."

For the first time in a long time, Sebastian saw a look of shame and shock cross of her wife's face as he looked back towards her. He slammed the door before walking towards his car and quickly making his way to you.

Now everything made sense as to why you weren't answering his calls.

Sebastian pulled up to your condo and quickly walked up the path, before reaching to knock on your front door. You looked towards the front door with confusion and thought for a second you were hearing things, till there was another knock.

You pushed off your favorite comfort blanket from your lap before moving across your living room and heading to the door. The last person you were expecting to be on the other side was Sebastian. He looked towards you with a sigh of relief when you opened the door.

"Thank god," He sighed before moving towards you and welcoming himself into your apartment. His hands caressed your cheeks.

"Sebastian?" You whispered as you slowly backed into your apartment, watching as he closed your front door. "What are you doing here?"

"You haven't been answering your phone, and then today Lysia told me what happened." Sebastian pulled away from you slightly. "Why didn't you tell me she fired you?"

"Because it wouldn't have made a difference." You shrugged "The bubble had to burst at some point,"

"What is happening between you and I never is to affect Madeline. What we do on our own time that's our business. Madeline has been asking for you and missing you, Lysia never should've done that."

"So what? You're telling me I have my job back?" You asked, he quickly nodded his head. "I don't want it."

"What?" He asked confused

"Going back isn't going to change anything. What? We're to go back and act like nothing happened, or go back to secrets and doing things behind your family's back? I'm not a homewrecker." You felt tears threaten your eyes, causing a slight burning feeling as they filled with tears. "I like you Sebastian, but I can't do that."

"Don't you ever call yourself that again, understand?" Sebastian nearly growled with anger, not towards you. "You are the farthest from that. Lysia and I were done way before you came into our lives."

"Sebastian..."

"I'm filing for divorce," He interrupted. "I can't be with her anymore and be this unhappy. I can't."

You stared towards him in shock, not prepared for that news to come forth.

"I want to do this for real, with you. I wanna take you out on a date, get you flowers, and buy you dinner." Sebastian smirked, "Maybe be cheesy and kiss you on the front porch as I drop you off."

You stared towards him speechless, mouth hanging open slightly.

"So what do you say? Do you want me like I want you?"

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mostly PWP; one shots, drabbles and headcanons.

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Organized by author.

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@afriendlyblackhottie -

Anytime, Anywhere

[Bratty] [Thinking Of Me]

Cozy

Don't Mess With My... - video vixen!reader

Mine. Yours.

Only You

Presents

[Shut Up] [Streets]

Two Timer - chris evans x black!reader x henry cavill

WAP

@agentofbarnes -

5AM

breeding kink

crush

dumb

Jealous, Cap?

making chris painfully hard

news week

the evans effect

@angryschnauzer -

Overnight - mechanic!chris

Pitching Tents - chris evans x reader x henry cavill

@angrythingstarlight -

Bikini Bottoms

Drabble - Chris taking you home to MA...

Get Comfy

Happy Thanksgiving

Sinday Drabble - exhibitionism kink

Take It All Off

Vacation Mornings

@awhitewolfandhisvibraniumshield - the set up

@balenciagabucky - schoolin life

@barney-james -

Lips n' Hips

Provoked

@bluemusickid -

Irresistible - pregnant!reader

Strangers in the Night - bodyguard!chris

@bucksfucks -

Beer, Football, & Blowjobs

Mile High

sunday football

@buckyownsmylife -

Do I Wanna Know? - pregnant!reader

Follow you

Worst Behaviour - famous!reader

you have sex at a party

@candy-and-writing - Show me Some Moves

@chanelfaerie - demesne

@cherienymphe - None Of Your Concern - famous!reader, dub-con

@chrisevansjellybeans - Mine

@cloudystevie -

mean daddy! Chris punishing bratty reader

softer than the satin was the night - DDLG

the devil’s trap

thirst tweets

@dadplease -

better than the books. - assistant!reader

first touch [1] [2] - virgin!reader

something different, something new

gotta have you, all of you.

@evansweaters - don't be fucking rude - enemies with benefits

@fairyevans - Eventual Punishments - DDLG

@feral-dumbass -

I Love Playin’ With Fire

Somebody to Love

@harrylovex -

Ashamed

Man in a Suit

@iguessweallcrazyithinktho - Bathroom & mirror

@imanuglywombat - Dirty Dancing

@just-the-hiddles - Kitchen Sex

@labella420 -

[Log Off] [Digital] [IRL (In Real Life)] - single dad!chris x single mom!reader

Squirm

Take A Peek - with sebastian stan x reader

@lahyene - Gucci Guilty. - famous!reader

@mypoisonedvine -

A Lesson Earned is a Lesson Learned - daddy!chris evans x daddy!sebastian stan x little!reader

asking chris to try anal

@nsfwsebbie -

And I'll Cry If I Want To - DDLG, slight dub con, daddy kink

you better not shout, better not cry. - dark, dark!sebastian stan x reader, dark!bucky barnes x reader, dark!lee bodecker x reader, dark!charles blackwood x reader, dark!chris evans x reader, dark!steve rogers x reader, dark!ransom drysdale x reader, dark!andy barber x reader.

@ozarkthedog -

A Teal Crushed Velvet Ride

Don't Look Away

One For The Road

Proviso - CEO!chris evans x reader, andy barber x reader

[fluff: Retaliation: The Beginning] [smut: Retaliation: The Aftermath]

Shotgunning with Chris Evans

Tethered

@punani -

chris breeding kink blurb

my girl

Sweet, St. Catherine

@rogersaurora - Breath

@royallyprincesslilly -

Buzz, Buzz—Buzz, Buzz

Focus On Me

If You Want It Come and Get It - famous!reader

Use It

@sunflowerbunny3 - Boston Cream - DDLG

@sweater-daddiesdumbdork -

Chris eating you out and calling you dumb baby

[fluff: Chris goes out with friends and drunk texts you.] [smut: Hangover Cure]

@theblvckvenus - Tonight's Show

@vocalharry - Disobeying Wife

@worksby-d - 103. “The only way you’re getting off is on my thigh.” 115. “Don’t ruin the sofa.” “I’ll just have to cum inside you then.”

@youre-deadangel - good girls and skype calls

[letarasstuff]

Work Risk

(A/N): This was requested by @maximeevansblog. I hope you like it!

Summary: After hurting herself on set, Sebastian makes it into his mission to take the best of care for his daughter

Warnings: Broken bone, mentions of medication, hospitals

Wordcount: 1.2k

✨Masterlist✨ _____________________________

“Darling, I’m sure you got that. You worked so hard for this and don’t forget the hours you spent with the choreographer learning and repeating the stunts. You got that”, Sebastian tries to reassure his daughter. Both of them sit in the makeup trailer on the Civil War set, where (Y/N) got her first major role in a movie. Acting in a Marvel movie alongside her father is like winning the lottery for the teenager.

“You do know all the things that can go wrong. Dad, there are so many-” “And they won’t happen. I promise you. There is nothing going to go wrong, you are prepared for this. Alright, Dragostea?” The father takes her hand. Still unsure but with a little bit more confidence (Y/N) nods and lets the makeup artist continue doing his work.

Shortly after he is finished, the teenager finds herself in the costume for the next scene, just a simple hoodie/jeans combi, going through the steps of the fighting scene in her head over and over again.

“AND”, sounds the voice of the director from the sidelines. (Y/N) looks up, only to see her father throwing her a thumbs up and a proud smile. She can do it, he knows it and that’s giving her the reassurance she needs. “ACTION!”

Suddenly everything goes fast. The scene is about (Y/N)’s character fleeing from HYDRA agents, in the process she eventually runs into Bucky, who helps her to lay low with him in order to escape their wrath like he does.

The first part of the scene is fairly easy, it’s mainly running and throwing objects behind her or occasionally jumping over something. Even jumping over certain cracks, that will later be edited to make it look like she runs from roof to roof, are not the tricky parts.

It’s the one fighting scene, the one the young actress dreads the most. Just before Bucky notices the chased girl, an HYDRA agent catches up to her and tackles her, which ends in them going one on one. There are a few moves, like a roundhouse kick, that makes (Y/N)’s anxiety skyrocket. But her father promised her that everything will be fine. She is going to ace it.

And it’s true, everything is fine, until it isn’t anymore. At first, the running and jumping and even the fighting go smoothly. But then the slip happens. (Y/N) only wants to climb a ladder, just like she practiced with the choreographer several times. Only this time, she slips just before she gets to the end of it.

In what feels like less than a breath, the teenager falls good two to two and a half meters down. For a moment it seems like the whole set is quiet. This is until Sebastian runs onto the scene, straight towards his daughter.

“Princess, are you hurting somewhere? Does anything feel broken to you? Can you breathe?” He bombards her with questions while laying her flat on her back. But (Y/N) is still in a stupor, too shocked from what previously occurred. “(Y/N)? Please answer me!” The father lightly shakes her shoulders to get her out of her trance.

With a startle all feeling comes back into her body. “My arm- My arm, I think it’s broken. It hurts so much, Daddy”, the teenager looks at him with tears of pain in her eyes. She used it to cushion her fall. He quickly gathers her in his arms, trying to calm her down. At the same time Sebastian tries to gesticulate to the director and surrounding crew to call 911.

Luckily not long after this the ambulance arrives and Sebastian helps his daughter to get into it. He holds her other hand the whole time, while one of the EMTs tries to make an assessment on her injuries.

“As far as I can see, I think your daughter has a concussion and broke her ulna. But she has to take an x-ray as soon as we get to the hospital to verify it.” (Y/N) shivered at that mention, already done with the day. Fortunately the ER is pretty stranded and everything goes down fairly quickly.

As the small family waits for a nurse to come back with the sign out papers after putting a cast on (Y/N)’s arm in her favorite color, she shivers again. “Are you cold, Dragostea?” Sebastian asks, rubbing a hand along her good arm. (Y/N) looks up to him, a miserable look on her face. “It’s- it’s just that I'm tired. I just wanna go home, Daddy."

Her father sighs and messes with his backpack before seemingly conjuring a hoodie out of nowhere. “Here, do you want me to help you putting it on?” (Y/N) looks at him with big eyes, begging him to help her. All of this reminds Sebastian of when she was younger, just a little girl, who depended on her father.

He smiles as she kind of puts her arms up, indicating she wants his help. Not long after this she is snuggled into his clothing article and leans against her father’s shoulder. “Can we get something on our way home? Something to eat?”

He thinks about it for a second, not really in the mood of cooking anything after a day like this. “Yes, of course, Dragostea. Do you have something in mind?” He puts an arm around her shoulders to pull her closer. “McDonald’s? I’m craving my comfort meal.” To those puppy dog eyes Sebastian never was able to say no. And right now is no different.

“If you want, we can get it on our way home. Anything else that you want?” “Yes, I want to go home.” The father smiles a bit, the last time she sounded like this, (Y/N) was a little girl. Luckily they don’t have to wait any longer for the nurse to come and bring the needed paperwork.

On the little family’s way back home they make a quick detour to the Drive Through and order their dinner.

“Ok, I got the food prepared, you took your meds and you are nice and warm thanks to your fluffy blanket. The only question that remains: Which movie do you want to watch?” He asks after plopping down beside his daughter on the couch. While munching on a fry, (Y/N) considers her choices. “Coco!” Sebastian laughs quietly, knowing that this is also her comfort movie.

It doesn’t take her long and the teenager is fast asleep. May it be the exhaustion of the day, the meds or just the cozy moment. Sebastian debates for a bit, but decides to get her to bed. He turns the TV off and gathers the sleeping girl in his arms.

As he is climbing the stairs, (Y/N) stirs. “Shh, go back to sleep, Button. I’m just taking you to your room”, calling her the nickname he had for the little girl she once was.

As soon as she hits her pillows and covers, she lets out a content sigh. Sebastian tucks her in and leaves the room after giving her a kiss on the forehead. “Good night, Dragostea, I love you”, he says at the door.

“Love you, too, even though your promise wasn’t true.” The father smiles and closes the door behind himself.

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Vacation

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Virgin!PlusSize!reader

Warnings: self consciousness, unprotected smut, authority kink, daddy kink, angst, fluff

Words:3295

You were sitting in a bar somewhere in Croatia. Frustrated about the turn of recent events.

The trip was supposed to be about you and your friends. Just enjoying the sun and ocean. No boys allowed! But then on the 2nd evening your friends had abandoned you at the bar to go clubbing with some boys from spain. Fan-fucking-tastic, you thought.

There went your nice all girls vacation. The way you knew your friends you weren't going to see them for a while.

Just as you were about to pay your tab and leave, someone sat down next to you and started talking. “Hi, sweetheart. You alone here?” he didn’t say much but you recognized that voice immediately. Your head snapped upwards and your eyes widened. Of all the people you would have never expected him there. Sebastian Stan. The man of your wet dreams.

You fumbled your phone out of your purse and unlocked the screen. Yep, he was definitely the man from your wallpaper.

“You okay there?” he asked, smiling before his eyes fell on your background picture.

“Oh, so you know me.” he figured.

“Ehm, yeah, yeah I do. Holy shit you’re even more beautiful in person.” you swooned.

He laughed heartily at that and ordered you and himself another drink.

“What are you doing here? Aren’t you with your girlfriend on vacation? Sorry if I give off stalker vibes” you turned red faced.

“That’s a long story but to cut to the chase, I don’t have a girlfriend anymore.” his face turned slightly sour at the thought of his ex.

“Oh, I’m genuinely sorry to hear that. She seemed to make you happy.”

“Well, she did. But not anymore. So enough of her, what’s your name and what are you doing here?” He changed the topic.

“How rude of me, my name is Y/N and I was initially here to have a nice week with my girls. But now they've abandoned me in favor of some guys. So I decided to have a few drinks by myself and then go back to the house we rented.” you let all your frustration out.

“Wow, that sounds terrible. But the night doesn’t have to end like this. Would you like to dance?” he asked friendly.

“I can’t dance.” you objected.

“I’ll lead you, come on.” he paid for both of your drinks and then held out his hand for you to take. And how could you say no to that face?

“Alright. Let’s do this. And thanks for the drinks but you didn’t need to pay for me.” you told him.

“I know. You look like you could hold your own but I simply wanted to pay.” he grinned and you accepted his answer.

He pulled you onto the kinda crowded dance floor and guided your hands on his shoulders. Then he guided your clumsy body to the beat and soon it started to be real funny.

“Okay, that was fun but I need a break. And preferably some fresh air.” you yelled over the music out of breath.

He understood and took you outside in front of the bar and a bit away from the entrance where the smokers stood.

“See I told you if you ease into things and give me a chance I can make this a night you won’t forget.” he grinned, mischievously.

“A bit cheeky aren’t we?” you tried to play his game but his advances made you a bit uncomfortable to say the least.

The thing was, you didn’t decide on a men free vacation with your friends because you wanted to get a break from all the guys pursuing you at home but because your friends were constantly surrounded by guys and only talked about their experiences with the opposite sex and that reminded you of how inexperienced you were.

You had always been self conscious. Your girl friends were always tall and skinny or at least of normal weight and could wear all the trendiest clothes but you could not shop for nice wearables so easily. And as if that wasn’t bad enough, when you went out with your friends and you had really given your look everything, still they were advanced by men and you weren’t. It was frustrating.

That brought you back to the situation at hand- why did Sebastian Stan, Hollywood hottie, decide to pick you out of all these beautiful girls at the bar? It was a riddle to you.

“Can I ask you something?” you hesitantly asked.

“Anything.” he smiled.

“Why did you want to talk to me?”

The hurt in your eyes told him that you were genuinely interested in an honest answer.

“Because you seemed lonely and so am I. Also you are beautiful and now I know that you are kind and funny, too. You are perfect.” you couldn’t believe that.

“Are you serious? Me? Perfect? You have gotta be kidding me!” you scoffed.

“Why would I? In you I see something permanent. Something that could develop into more. What do you see?” he asked, concerned.

“I don’t know. I just have never heard that I am beautiful from a man before.” you looked down, embarrassed.

“You can’t be serious! What kind of stupid idiots have you met in your life before?” he asked, astonished.

“The kind that wants a model type by their side. Just the kind of arm candy you should have by yours too. Not a chubby girl like me. I’m sorry I wasted your time.” you had to hold back tears at your confession and wanted to turn around to leave. But he grabbed your arm and forced you to look at him. “Hey, don’t go. I meant what I said. I am sorry that you have only been hurt by men so far but I promise I’m not like that. You can rely on me. I really want to get to know you. Let me take you home and we watch a movie or something? It’s only 10pm. No strings attached.” he offered.

That did sound like a dream and you decided quickly that you had nothing to lose if you said yes.

“Okay. The house is right up that hill and behind that little bit of forest.” you informed him.

He offered his arm, gentlemen like and you took it.

“So where are you from when you are on vacation here at the moment?” he asked to make smalltalk.

“I’m from Germany.”

“Impossible! I heard Germans speak English and they have a strong accent. You have barely an accent and I would have placed you closer to the states.” he was surprised.

“I hear that a lot actually. But I have never been to the US. I just watch a lot of movies and TV shows in English. And I read books in English too.” you smiled bashfully.

“That’s amazing. I think I have a stronger european accent than you do and I’ve lived in the US since I was 12.” he laughed.

“Well, English is my comfort language so I’m always happy when I can use it.” you said nonchalantly.

“Marvelous. You’re amazing.” he complimented.

“Oh, stop it.” you turned red.

“I’m only saying what's true.”

“You’re too kind.”

You walked uphill towards the small wood you had to cross, in the dark. Great idea!

He walked pretty fast and you had to almost jog to keep up with him which made you sweat and got you terribly out of breath.

When the trees around you got thicker and it got even darker it happened. You stepped on a rock, it rolled to the side and you twisted your ankle.

“Shit! Ouch!” you exclaimed loudly.

“What happened?” he asked scared.

“Twisted my ankle. It’s just too fucking dark.” you were angry at yourself for being so stupid.

“Damn. Can you step on your foot?” he asked.

“I don’t know. But what other options do we have? I gotta try.”

You stepped from your left foot onto your right and it buckled beneath you under the pain. “Fuck!”

“Okay that won’t work.” he stated and the next second he just picked you up bridal style and started to carry you on.

“Are you crazy? Let me down. I’m definitely too heavy to carry.” you ordered him.

“No, you are not. And when you try to hobble home we won’t make it until sunrise. So now shut up and let me carry you.” he silenced you efficiently.

“But take a break if you need to, and you will need one eventually.” you mumbled.

The rest of the way you held onto him and buried your face in his neck. Damn, did he smell good. It almost made you moan.

When you arrived at the door he didn’t let you down as you would have expected him to, no, he grabbed the keys from your hands, opened the door and carried you into the living room to lay you down on the couch.

“Thank you Sebastian. You are so kind. What can I ever do to repay you?” you asked him.

“Hmm, maybe let me kiss you?” he suggested and you had to swallow nervously. He immediately picked up on your hesitation “Only if you want to of course.”

“Sure I want to, but… I have never kissed anyone before.” you averted your eyes in embarrassment.

“Then let me change that, please.” he begged. You saw no resentment or reproach in his beautifully blue eyes.

Of course you caved and nodded your consent.

He leaned closer to your crouched form on the couch, put his hand on your thigh and brushed his lips to yours.

The kiss was sweet and careful not to startle you or demand something from you that you could feel uncomfortable with.

“So how was your first kiss?” he asked and smiled.

“Very nice.” you looked blissed out at him. “Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me. I would really love to do that again.”

“Please do.” you confirmed.

Oh and he did. The kiss was magical. This time he pushed his tongue sensually into your mouth and you were stunned how good that felt.

“You okay?” he wanted to know afterwards.

“More than okay. I’m happy you picked me at the bar. Usually they say “never meet your heroes” but with you that’s different.”

“Thanks,doll. That means a lot to me.” he leaned in and kissed your neck.

At the mention of that particular nickname your posture stiffened. He noticed.

“What’s wrong? Did I say something?”

“Ehm, well … you know I haven’t only had a crush on you but also on Bucky… maybe.” you whispered.

At first he seemed confused as to where this confession suddenly came from but then it clicked.

“It’s the nickname. I called you doll.” he laughed. “I didn’t even register that I got that from him. But if it turns you on I will keep using it.” that grin could win you over any day.

“I could get used to it actually. I never would have imagined someone calling me that. But you make it sound so hot. Thanks for making me feel good.”

“Anytime, doll.” he kissed you again.

“By the way, didn’t we wanna watch a movie?” you suddenly asked.

“Yes, of course. Do they have Netflix or something on here?” did he wanna know.

“Disney+. And with it all the Marvel Movies.” you winked at him.

“Anything you want, doll.” he kept using that nickname over and over but you loved it.

“Which one have you not seen yet?”

“I think I’ve actually seen them all. Which one is your favorite?”

“I love the ones you’re in the most.” you confessed.

“Okay, close your eyes and I’ll pick your favorite one.” he suggested.

“Alright. Let’s give it a try.” you agreed.

When you were allowed to open your eyes again you saw the opening credits of a Marvel movie flashing. You recognized the first scene: The Washington Monument and a very exhausted looking Sam Wilson and you heard “on your left” which made you smile. He knew then that he had picked the right movie.

“Good choice.” you praised him.

Then you cuddled up to him and he put his arm around you.

Although you were pretty tired after about half the movie you could not skip over one second of that glorious movie.

“You know- the Winter Soldier is kinda hot. So determined and dominant.” You slurred when you saw him walk down that car after he jumped from the bridge.

“You think so? You like to be dominated? Controlled? Called names? Maybe tied up and used?” he growled into your ear.

“Fuck.” you whimpered and clenched your thighs.

“You like the thought of that don’t you?” he bit into your earlobe.

You nodded furiously.

“Use your words babygirl.”

“Yes, sir.” you said.

“So, an authority kink is there too. And here I thought you were so innocent.” he pushed.

“How can you be innocent when you read fanfiction almost every day?” you quipped.

“Fanfiction, huh? Can you show me examples so I can paint myself a picture?” he asked.

You took your phone out and opened Tumblr. Then you searched for your favorite Bucky fanfic with all the kinks you enjoyed and handed the phone to him.

He read with interest and you studied his facial expressions, smirking when you saw reactions to certain parts you had expected to come.

“So that’s the kind of naughty literature you enjoy alone in your bed, touching yourself maybe.” he growled.

“Yes, sir. The imagination of what you could do to me makes me so wet.” you bit your lip seductively.

Suddenly you were in a flow. All the insecurities about your body and weight were gone. Only him and your sexual fantasies existed in the moment.

“Fuck baby.” he moaned and grabbed your hand to push it onto his growing bulge. “Feel what you do to me, doll?”

“So hot.” you moaned back and felt the urge to take charge. So you got onto your knees and sat in his lap grinding down on him.

Before anything could go further he stopped you and whispered “if at any point you want to stop or feel uncomfortable or I’m doing something you are not ready for or don’t like, tell me and we will stop immediately. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sebastian. I understand. Thanks.”

And so it continued. Grinding and kissing. Until he suddenly stood up abruptly holding you close. “I’m not taking your virginity on this couch. Where is your bedroom?”

He was so considerate “upstairs and then the last door on the right.”

He carried you to the room, carefully laying you down on the bed so as to not disturb your injured foot.

When he unbuttoned the button down he was wearing and took it off you were already drooling.

“Let me undress you, darling. Turn around so I can unzip your dress. Which is beautiful by the way.” he suggested and winked.

You did as he told you and soon felt your dress falling off your shoulders. He helped you pull it over your head and left you in your bra, chub rub shorts and panties.

A little embarrassed at the shorts you looked to the side. But you couldn’t go out in a dress without wearing any type of pants underneath.

“You are so sexy, baby.” he did everything to make you feel comfortable and you started to believe him.

“May I?” he motioned for your bra and you nodded your consent.

Next he took off his jeans and the realization of what was to come started to seep into your mind.

“You still okay with this?” he made sure.

“Yes. I want this Sebastian. I really do. I trust you” you assured him.

So he proceeded with the rest of your clothes and lastly his boxer shorts.

The whole time he kept kissing you hungrily. When he crawled on top of you and you had that skin on skin contact you had never felt so safe with anyone before.

“I gotta prep you before we go all the way, alright? Don’t wanna hurt you, doll.” he whispered between kisses.

“I’m gonna make you feel so good, promise.”

“Please.” you begged.

That’s when he scooted down your body, kissing every inch of skin he could reach. The next thing you felt was him placing a kiss on your mound, and then his tongue poking out starting to flick your clit. He pushed your legs further apart to gain better access.

“Fuck, feels so good.” you moaned just when he inserted one finger into your tight pussy. “Oh, my gosh. Don’t stop.” you begged him.

“I won’t” he mumbled and kept attacking your clit.

“‘m so close.”

“Come for me baby. Come now.” That command was the last straw which brought you to orgasm.

Breathlessly you smiled down at him and he smiled right back at you.

“You up for more?” he needed the confirmation that you were alright.

“Yes, sir. Now I don’t know why I have never done this before. I don’t ever want you to stop again.” At that statement he laughed heartily.

“Then let’s start, shall we?” he kept kissing over your belly, up to your breasts, licked your nipples and sucked hickies onto your neck.

“Ready?”

“Can you just fuck me already?” you asked annoyed.

“Someones being needy.” he joked and finally penetrated your pussy.

“Oh, fuck. So big. Hmmm. deep. Shit.” you were already reduced to a mumbling mess.

“Such a tight fit. You feel amazing.” he buried his head into your neck.

And then he started to move. Slowly at first but picked up speed rapidly. He hit spots inside you that your favorite vibrator was never able to get.

End then something you never wanted anyone to hear slipped your mouth “Fuck, daddy. Harderr!” and suddenly he stopped completely and you mewled disappointed until you realized what you had said. You opened your eyes to see his reaction.

You expected him to be disgusted but all you could see was a hunger. He looked like a predator who finally caught his prey.

“Say that again!” he growled. That statement of his made a surge of pride and confidence rush through you.

You bit your lip mischievously and said “Please, daddy. Fuck me harder.” and he immediately snapped.

He pistoned his hips forward, hitting your cervix over and over until you were so desperately close.

“You’re about to come, aren’t you? I can feel your pussy squeezing me, doll. Alright I’m gonna count down and I want you to come with me. Understood”

“Yes, daddy please… need to come… so bad.”

“Five..” deep thrust. “Four…” nip to the collarbone. “Three…” you clawed at his back. “Two…” you tried your hardest not to come and closed your eyes. “Look at me babygirl..” so you opened your eyes. “One… Come” and the dam broke. You had never come so hard in your life. No toy could ever make you feel the way this man did. Your quivering cunt made him come so hard. When he rolled off you he was breathing just as heavy as you were. The only noise you heard was your rapid heartbeat and blood rushing in your ears.

“That was amazing. We definitely need to do that again” you said.

“Oh yes. Anytime.”

The next week flew by so quickly and you two spent most of it in bed. You decided that your lives needed to be lived together so the next chance you got you would be moving in with him. Sometimes dreams do come true!

[musette22]

Bratty Chris trying to avoid his punishment and dom Seb telling him off with that line🤤

Oofff... You know, I don't think I'll ever legitimately be able to picture Sebastian as a Dom (or a daddy, for that matter, I know people call him that sometimes and of course we all see different things/have different opinions on these things, but I personally just cannot see it).

However, Sebastian is of course an actor, and we know he can play a dominant or authoritative figure very well if he wants to, so I bet that these boys have played around with different dynamics from time to time... I know Chris likes to be in control, but you can't tell me he doesn't also like to give up that control sometimes, for whatever reason. I'm imagining Chris desperately wanting/needing to bottom one night, but finding it difficult to ask for it in so many words, because he feels like he should be the one 'taking care' of Sebastian (not that topping and bottoming is inherently linked to a power dynamic or anything like that, but that is their usual dynamic).

But Sebastian knows Chris better than Chris knows himself at this point, so even without asking, Sebastian realizes what's going on. So to make it easier for Chris, he just starts kissing Chris, a little more forceful then usual, and pushes him onto his back. And Sebastian taking control of the kiss sometimes isn't totally unusual, so even though Chris could stop Sebastian, he lets himself be pushed around a little.

But then Sebastian tells Chris to turn over, and Chris inhales sharply (which tells Sebastian he was right), but because Chris is still kind of torn about whether or not it's ok to be wanting this right now, he kinda tries to laugh it off, half-heartedly trying to push back. At that point, Sebastian tuts and puts a finger under Chris's chin to tilts it up, and goes "Stop trying to figure out a way out of this, and do as your told."

And that's when Chris's brain finally shuts off, and he does, indeed, do as he's told 😌