#sdv sebastian x male reader

[waterrunner]

-Running to you-

SDV Sebastian X male farmer

Reverse comfort

Summery: Sebastian is having a rough night and decides he needs to be in the arms of his favorite guy, you. Yes he knows it’s raining, no hes not ok, please just hold him- even if he’s soaking wet.

It’s been raining for a solid two days now and it still wasn’t showing signs of letting up, luckily it meant you didn’t have to water the crops but you were concerned the rain would drown your crops.

You had been on your couch with the TV playing some nonsense, you weren’t paying attention with your eye lids half closed. The rain on your roof, the darkness outside, and comfortable worth that was being kept in your house was slowly lulling you to sleep.

*BANG BANG BANG*

You quickly jumped awake and stood from your couch, stumbling and almost tripping while making your way to your door. “I’m coming!” You yelled out to the mysterious knocker. When you finally got to your door and opened it you saw-

“Sebastian?” You said while titling your head slightly at the introvert at your door. It was purring practically and Sebastian was in his normal attire- which didn’t do much against the harsh rains. “What are you doing here? It’s purring out, and look at you! You’re soaking wet” you said while grabbing onto his arm lightly and pulling him in and out of the rain.

“Sorry” Sebastian mumbled while he let you guide him through your house and into your bathroom. He was staring at the back of your head while you were grabbing a towel for him. You felt so warm he thought to himself, even if you only held onto his soaking arm for a moment he felt your warmth.

You turned around with a towel in your hands and unfolded it and began to dry his hair for him. You were trying to be as gentle as you possibly could, but you weren’t the ‘gentle’ type. You were a farmer who also had animals to tend too, but you were trying for him.

“You finish drying off while I go get you some clothes” you said while handing him the towel and turning to walk out the door. You planned on getting him some of your clothes, preferably some of your darker ones.

Before you could walk out the door through Sebastian had grabbed your wrist, stopping you from continuing. You turned to him to try and question what he was doing but that’s when you saw it- his eyes were bloodshot, tear stains seeming down his cheeks, and unnatural glossy eyes.

“Shit- seb, what’s wrong?” You said while gently grabbing his shoulders and beginning to rub small circles into them with your thumb. You tried turning your head so you could make eye contact with him, but he kept his head turned away.

He didn’t respond, in fact all he did was wrap his arms around your middle and pull you two closer. Resting his head on your shoulder/crook of your neck and try to ground himself from his own thoughts.

You let him do this and wrapped your arms around him and continued to gently rub his back. You didn’t know what was wrong, but you did know he needed you.

It took a moment of this, a moment of silence before Sebastian even began to try and think of words to tell you what was wrong. During that silence Sebastian had let a few tears slip past his waterline and they landed on your once dry shirt. He hadn’t yet realized how cold he felt, much too focused on how warm you were and how nice this moment was.

“I just… needed you” Sebastian mumbled into the skin where your neck and shoulder met. He sounded like Sebastian, but some sorrow seemed to have laced his voice.

“That’s ok- I’m here whenever you need me, seb” you said while softly resting the side of your head on his. You didn’t care that he was wet, didn’t care that you were slowly becoming wet as well. All you cared about was that he was ok and everything would be ok….

[spooky-bunnys]

When I saw you write for Stardew valley I knew I had to take a bite😋

Can I order Sebastian with a side of fluff? Specifically if the roles were reversed and Sebastian was the one to essentially court us, I think it'd be cute to see what gifts he'd give us. Maybe see how we'd accept it, go to the movies possibly?

Oh! And no NSFW please 🍔

Title: The Jellyfish Festival

Fandom: Stardew Valley

Pairing: SDV Sebastian x M!Reader

Warnings: Fluff, slight angst (very slight), and annoying best friends

Notes: I did it at the Jellyfish festival. Because it's my favorite celebration in Stardew honestly.

(Name) smiled as he lightly under his cats chin. Getting low and soft purrs. He carefully picked up the pure black feline and laughed happily as his cat lightly headbutt his cheek. Completely unaware of the person staring at him in complete awe.

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Sebastian has heard many things about the newest resident of Pelican Town. He heard the farmer was old (Last Name)'s grandson. That the farmer got tired of the city and decided to move out to his grandfather's farm to get away. He didn't understand why the farmer would come here of all places. But the scene in front of him took away all his complaints.

The new farmer was known to be kind to the other residents of Pelican Town. The rumors going around that he was helping everyone who needed help with almost anything. Which Sebastian didn't believe at first.

Sebastian looks at the potato in his hand. He had jokingly asked for a potato. Just one. Thinking the guy would ignore the request. But he was wrong. He had never been so happy to he wrong before.

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Sebastian stared at the water in silence. His mind full of thoughts of (Name) (Last Name) the farmer at (Farm Name). He'd seen (Name) at every town function and thought nothing of it. Until he saw how happy everyone was when (Name) arrived. Especially Vincent and Jas. Sebastian was surprised by how quickly Jas attached herself to (Name). Considering Jas was always a shy kid who didn't talk much to anyone. Except her family, Vincent, and Penny. But seeing Jas laughing happily as (Name) spun her around in the air made Sebastian's heart warm.

Sebastian watched as Shane slowly walked up to (Name) who had just let Jas down to play with Vincent. It was a known rumor that Shane liked (Name). If what Sebastian heard was true then (Name) had pulled Shane out of his alcoholic depression. Sebastian couldn't remember the last time he had seen anything with alcohol in Shane's hand.

Maybe thats why Jas liked (Name) so well. He helped bring her family back together. Sebastian was snapped out of his thought when he heard (Name)'s loud laughter. He turned and saw a blushing Shane and a laughing (Name). Sebastian frowned. He looked away and went to step away when his name was called by the person who flooded his every thought.

"Hey Sebastian!"

Sebastian look over his shoulder and saw (Name) jogging over to him with the brightest smile. Seeing the smile made Sebastian lightly blush but smile all the same. (Name) stood beside him as they waited for the jellyfish to arrive.

"Hey Sebastian. How has your week been? I heard you finally got that part for your motorcycle you've been needing."

Sebastian's heart soared. He was glad (Name) had taken an interest in motorcycles. If it wasn't for him Sebastian wouldn't had ever know what was actually wrong with his.

"Uh yeah. Thanks to you pointing out what I needed I was able to order the right part. Instead of just fighting to figure out what was wrong with it."

(Name)'s bright smile made Sebastian's heart skip a beat and it made Sebastian remember what he had bought earlier. Sebastian cleared his throat lightly.

"So uh I see Shane talking to you."

(Name)'s smile didn't faulter as he began to explain how Shane gave him one of his rare blue chickens. Sebastian's heart warmed as (Name) rambled about the other animals on his farm. Talking about his Chicken Coops full of dinosaurs, ducks, different kinds of chickens, and even a bunny or two.

Sebastian adored how much (Name) enjoyed being around all the animals. Like how he loved gaming, (Name) loved taking care of his grandfather's farm. Sebastian didn't realize how in thought he was until he heard a soft apology and saw (Name)'s flushed and embarrassed face.

"Oh. Sorry. I just got excited to share about my newest farm resident."

"Nah. You're good. It makes me happy to know you trust me so much to talk about it."

(Name) blushed more which made Sebastian blush. He heard snickering and turned to see both Sam and Abigail laughing at him. Sebastian lightly glared at them as they laughed harder. He loves his friends but sometimes he could do without their teasing.

He turned back to (Name). Trying to turn the conversation onto a different topic when he felt someone pull at his hoodie. He lightly turned and found Vincent holding out a dating bouquet towards him. He froze and looked up to see both Sam and Abigail giving him thumbs up. As if to encourage him.

Sebastian grabbed the bouquet. Before taking a deep breath and turned towards (Name) who upon seeing the bouquet also froze. He stared at the bouquet before looking up to Sebastian's face. Both men we're blushing. Not noticing everyone turning their attention towards them.

"S-Sebastian?"

"(Name).... I uh...."

Sebastian coughed into his fist. Trying to ease the embarrassment lessen. He looked up and saw tears in (Name)'s eyes. Sebastian would've thought he was being rejected if he didn't see the wide happy grin on (Name)'s face.

"Sebastian..... Are you asking me to be your boyfriend?"

Sebastian nodded shyly and held out the bouquet towards the now grinning and slightly bouncing male. (Name) carefully grabbed the bouquet and smiled softly. Smelling the flowers. (Name)'s bright eyes meet Sebastian's.

"I'd love to be your boyfriend Sebastian."

(Name) kissed his cheek before happily raced over to his best friends. Penny and Maru squealed and started jumping around. Sebastian stared in complete disbelief. He didn't think (Name) would accept. He felt a smack to his back and almost fell over. Grunting in slight pain Sebastian turned to glare at his best friends.

Sam and Abigail were grinning widely. Proud of their bestie finally asking out Pelican Town's own cutie. Abigail smacked his back again. Loudly congratulating him as Sam laughed at Sebastian almost falling over. The town folks watched the two group of friends celebrating and couldn't help but smile.

The peaceful moment was interrupted as Robin yelled happily and pointed to Marnie.

"I told you my son would win his heart! You owe me $50 dollars!"

Sebastian and Shane flushed in embarrassment as Marnie and Robin argued across the port. Everyone laughed as the jellyfish finally arrived. The townies stared in awe at the sight as Sebastian and (Name) watched with soft smiles. Quietly holding hands. Enjoying the night to the fullest.

[gwiyeounsonyeon]

May Writing Challenge Day 2!!

Pairing: Sebastian STV x Male Reader Summary: Sebastian fantasizes abt male(INTENDED) farmer Words: 471/200! WAHOO! Warnings: masturbation, seb nuts prematurely, he acts like he hates you but he's just in denial Notes: I dont write porn like this a lot so just be patient with me :'(

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꒷꒦He couldn't stop thinking about you, your stupid mouth and the stupid city kid accent, your stupidly thick arms, and that stupid tight shirt you wore all the time. It was gross, you were gross, Sebastian hated you, his eyes flicker over to the little pile of frozen tears accumulating on his desk and his face grows hot. You are so stupid, why do you have to go and get him these stupid tears that he likes so much, why do you know he likes them…

꒷꒦Why does he like that you're so attentive? He looks at the newest addition to his tear pile and picks it up, he rolls it around in his palm thinking about how warm and rough your hands felt handing it to him. Sebastian shifts a little in his seat his face heating up more, slowly turning red the more he thinks about you. He thought you were a fucking moron but by Yoba were you hot. He remembers when you first came into town, the first week you’d bumped into him coming into the saloon to say hi to Abigail and Sam.

꒷꒦You used to be so scrawny, your arms about as small as sticks, dark bags under your eyes fresh from the hustle and bustle of the city, and slowly getting used to the quiet country life. You’re so much bigger now, after a year of living here your arms have gotten bigger, your shoulders broader. Sebastian’s hand drops down to his thigh, he looks around like someone is going to pop out from somewhere and laugh at him for getting this pent up about someone he's supposed to ‘hate’.

꒷꒦He’s acting like such a virgin, palming himself through his jeans, biting his lip to muffle his embarrassing whimpers. Sebastian squeezes the tear in his other hand thinking about how your rough hands would feel on his skin, how your calloused fingers would feel on his nipples… He drops the tear and leans back in his chair, he stiffens as it creaks and looks to the door nervously like you or his mom could pop in at any minute.

꒷꒦Ever so slowly he moves, his free hand trailing under his hoodie to his nipples, he circles around one with the pad of his middle finger thinking about your hands. Sebastian’s lips part as he imagines your mouth on him, he's panting softly and whining quietly as his hand works on his straining erection, he’s already getting close and he’s just started. His computer pings and he startles, his body tensing and curling in on itself as he cums prematurely. 

꒷꒦Sebastian freezes and looks down at his pants, there's a visible wet spot on his crotch, he groans embarrassed at how gross he was being before getting off his chair to go clean himself up.

[roseglass-writings]

NSFW Sebastian Headcannons (Stardew)

Hello! I have a free afternoon from university work so I wanted to post something :) I have a couple of things in the works for a multitude of fandoms but it may be until like May for me to be free to fully finish them lol

Went a bit chaotic with the gen!reader stuff in comparison to the fem and male reader leaning stuff lol

Hope you all enjoy <3

Word count: 1213

Masturbation headcannons:

With the lack of people in Pelican Town, having never gone to college, and his struggles with social anxiety, Sebastian has never been sexually active with another person before

Before being with you, he didn't have too much of an interest into divulging into what he was sexually interested in

On the rare occasion he does feel the urge to get off he finds videos of others masturbating, watching how others become more desperate the closer they get to cumming.

He really loves listening to people moan and whimper, so his headphones are plugged in while he leans back in his chair or laying on his bed, with the noise making him cum fairly quickly

He never gained any interest in toys until after he was in a relationship, and even then he only ever used them when at the farm. With his family ordering so many things for the lab and shop, sometimes it can lead to mail mix up and others opening his mail without realising, which is not something he wants to risk.

Once in a relationship he masturbates more at the beginning on your relationship, not wanting to pressure you or anything with his sudden increased libido. The sudden frequent physical touch with another person, especially someone he is in love with, makes his body feel like it is on fire and turn into a puddle at the same time.

While in a relationship he doesn't watch videos anymore to get off, instead frequently using his imagination with his mind drifting off to thoughts of you often, especially if he is stuck on one of his projects.

With gen!reader:

He is fairly touch starved, so his craving and love for physical touch comes across strong throughout your relationship, but especially during sex.

He leans towards the missionary and cowgirl positions the most when having sex, as it allows him to be close to you and watch.

If he is not holding onto your waist or hair, he is holding your hands. With this, he doesn't like being tied up or tying you up, finding that it makes him uncomfortable to be so vulnerable with you and unable to have that reassurance.

He is not big on dirty talk, preferring to hear the noises you make because of what he is doing to you.

He doesn't often initiate sex, especially not before he lives on the farm with you, worrying a lot about making you uncomfortable and overthinking a lot

The biggest problem he has with having sex at his home, aside from his family being close and Sam and Abigail frequently popping over, is the lack of light

He loves watching your facial expressions and how good he makes you feel, which the lack of light makes a lot harder and ruins his experience at his sometimes

He always had a bit of an oral fixation, but when moving in with you he tries to cut down on cigarettes which made it so much stronger

If he could live between your thighs, watching and listening to how he causes you to fall apart he would

frequently while going down on you he ends up grinding against the bed, becoming lost within the moment

He is fairly submissive, happy to do whatever you like (within his own boundaries as he is not big on experimenting much)

If you ask to give him a blowjob he will be putty in your hands, unable to take his eyes off you as he watches you kneel underneath the desk to get him off.

He cannot keep quiet, with moans and whimpers just falling from his lips without any control. At first he does get embarrassed by this, but once seeing how much you like it, he doesn't try to hide them anymore

Outside sex doesn't bother him, whether it is somewhere on the farm or in the quarry, as long as he gets to be close to you and no one is going to catch you he is happy

If you ever ask to try something knew, he will do a lot of research before wanting to continue the discussion

After a while and he gets very comfortable, he is willing to try roleplaying

He really enjoys mutual masturbation, watching you pleasure yourself and show him what you enjoy through that (he secretly takes mental notes)

With fem!reader:

His eyes can never stay still if you are riding him, with his eyes jumping between your breasts and face, all the while he is blushing insanely

He picks up very quickly what to do to make you feel the best pleasure, and always covered in your wetness when going down on you

You ask to sit on his face? He couldn't agree quicker. You could suffocate him between your thighs and he would be in heaven. To him, there is nothing better for stress relief

When cumming, he loves to cum on your thighs. The softness of your inner thighs can drive him insane, and every time he goes down on you he kisses your inner thigh

Fucking your thighs is his weakness and is the quickest way for him to cum

he would be comfortable if you wanted to peg him, as long as he got to be close to you and face you (at least for the first few times) he would be more than happy.

Hickeys are often found dotted on your skin, especially on your breasts, inner thighs and neck

Having you ride him and feeling your pussy wrapped around him is one of his favourite feelings

He loves it when you praise him, and will flush and try to distract you from praising him by making sure to brush his fingers against your g-spot and cover you in hickeys

With male!reader:

He loves marking your neck, chest, thighs and hips with hickeys

Whether he bottoms or you, he just wants to be close to you and prefers to be able to be face to face, at least for the first few times.

He will utterly melt into your arms if you praise him while fingering him and bumping constantly against his prostate.

His eyes often drift to your ass, especially if you are at the beach or doing some work around the farm.

He loves milking your cock, immensely enjoying the noises that fall from your lips

You two grinding on each other is something he fantasises about a lot more than he wants to admit

He loves cumming over your thighs and stomach

Aftercare:

He always makes sure he has some water or some sort of drink available. if you do have sex over at his before you live together on the farm then he will make sure to help you get cleaned up before going to get you a glass himself so you don't have to bump into anyone

He will love maintaining physical contact afterwards, curled up together and making sure each other is okay through touch

Straight after he is not the best at opening up, so after checking that you are okay and you both drink something and go to the bathroom he will prefer laying there soaking up each others presence

After a little while he will be checking on you, making sure everything was okay and you were not hurt in anyway (especially with outside sex or after you try something new)

He will play with your hair or fingers while you cuddle after, just watching you and feeling so happy with how his life is now

[ccalhoun]

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husband!top!sebastian (sdv) x bottom!m!reader oneshot!

warnings: amab male reader, sub reader, soft dom sebastian, husband sebeastian, handjobs, praise kink, size kink, a little overstim, fluff + smut

request: Would you mind doing a Sebastian one? So basically like after marriage so him and the reader are living together, the reader comes home after a long day in the mines and gives him one of his favorite gifts a frozen tear. Could be super fluffy or you could make it a smut if you wanted. But yeah... - huhisthisleagal on wattpad

wc: 1.6k

cut for length!

you sluggishly walked home, exhausted after helping out around town and then spending hours upon hours in the mines. lucky enough, you found a lot of gems that you could sell, and a few frozen teardrops to gift to your husband! you went to the shipping container and carefully put the delicate, multi colored, gems in there. you walked into the house and took a second to take a deep breathe and relax in the warmth. you took off your boots and jacket, remembering to take the frozen tears out of your backpack as you started to look for your husband.

"sebby? sebastian?" you called out, your house was too big at this point to check all the rooms, it was easier to just call for him. "in here!" he replied, yelling from the bedroom. he started to stretch and get up as you walked as quickly as possible to see him. you walked into your room and squealed to see your sleepy husband getting up out of bed to greet you.

"i missed you," you sighed out after running to him and hugging him tightly. a nice long hug from him was your motivation to get through the day, it was so easy to relax around him. "wait, close your eyes and hold open your hand!" you said softly but happily. he complied with a small smile and closed his eyes, holding out a hand and waiting for you to tell him he can open his eyes again. he heard quiet clinking before feeling you drop a couple cold gems into his hand, did you really. . . ? "you can open them now," you said with a small giggle. he already knew what they were of course. he looked at the beautiful gems in his hand before gently setting them down on his bedside table and picking you up in a tight bear hug.

"thank you so much, baby," you mumbled into you ear, your face heated up slightly from the comment before hugging him back almost as tightly. "i love you," he said with a small kiss to your forehead as he set you down.

"i love you too, but i have to shower, sebby," you said with a soft apologetic smile. "can i join you?" he asked sweetly, clearly not trying to force you. you thought for a quick moment before realizing, why not? "yes," you leaned on your tippy toes and gave him a short kiss on the lips and grabbing his hand so he follows you to the bathroom. you made sure your towels were on the towel rack next to the shower before you shut the door and locked it.

before you knew it, sebby was pressed against your back, he turned you around and kissed you on the lips as he started to get your t shirt pulled up. he broke the kiss so he could tell you to lift your arms and help him undress you.

of course you listened, and he gave you a smile and a kiss on the forehead before beginning to rub his hand on your back and kissing you in a more eager manner. with some light guiding, you became to rub your cock against his big thing, whimpering and drooling into the kiss. your hands were resting on his hips to steady yourself before sebastian pulled away despite your whine of disapproval.

"shh, calm down silly boy," sebastian muttered, barely audible to hear, but you did, and your body definitely heard as well judging by how you felt your pants get slightly tired and a small whimper almost slipped out before you stopped it.

he took off his black button down, you had hardly realized he was still in his day clothes when you got home at nearly 1 am. you watched in awe as he took off his blue jeans, his bulge clearly showing through his boxers. no matter how many times you saw it, it still surprised you like it was the first time. it wasn't surprising how big it was, considering sebastian was just on the edge of 6'4, but you always forgot how you managed to fit all of it in you everytime.

he let out a small chuckle before helping you take off you jeans as well, carefully unbuttoning them and unzipping them as you embarrassingly watched his hands work. you gave him a kiss on the nose as a thank you when he moved them down enough for you to take them off in a second with no issues, he really was in love with you.

"you want to take off your boxers or can i, honey?" he asked gently, picking up your hand to hold and kissing the back of it as he waited for your response, you thought for a moment before gently pointing at him, too embarrassed to say it out loud. he smiled wider and kissed your hand again, before moving up and kissing your jawline, then your lips, and then finally ending on your neck as he worked on leaving a hickey to distract you from how quickly he was working off your boxers. he put his thumbs under the waistband and gently pulled them off. he separated from your neck to look at your half hard cock.

he smiled and let out a soft 'gooood boy' before spitting on his hand and bringing it to your tip, slowly easing his hand on you, softly rubbing your slit and adoring the way you whimper and whine, grabbing onto his chest to stabilize yourself. after a few seconds he stops and kisses your cheek when your face fills with betrayal. "c'mon baby, be patient," he whispered.

sebastian quickly moved to turn the shower on, the perfect temperatures for the both of you. "does the water feel good?" he asked, moving out of the way so you can feel it, you slowly put your hand under the water before nodding and stepping under it. sebastian steps in behind you, grabbing a bar of soap and rag to help clean your body. he let you go under the water before he helped clean you, as horny as he was he also genuinely wanted to take care of you, nothing sexual involved, just caring for his husband <3

when he was done he helped you clean your hair. he had showered after he woke up as he was planning for this, it was just a happy coincidence that you came home with gifts so he had a good reason to do this with you! he massaged your scalp for a minute for leaning down slightly so he return to messily making out with you. he started to gently get the knots out of your hair before moving his hands down to hold onto your waist. you leaned on your tippy toes and kissed back, wrapping your arms around his neck and hardly noticing how your cock was getting rock hard again.

you did notice, however, when sebastian let some water fall on his hand before rubbing your chest, then stomach, and ending slow but tight stroke around you, you let out a moan and involuntarily bucked your hips against his hand. he smiled widely, continuing to kiss you as he started to jerk you off faster, letting out small groans as you desperately held onto him, bucking your hips and whimpering in his arms.

you could feel his cold wedding ring rubbing against you, squeezing your tip, you were gasping and moaning with no breaks from the feeling, god how did you get so lucky?

he broke apart from the kiss, "good boy, doin' so well for me," you whined again before hiding your face in his chest so you wouldn't have to look at him in such a desperate state. he noticed and frowned slighlty, keeping a hand jerking you off as his other moved to make you look him in the eyes, usually when you can't look at him it's because you're getting close to cumming, and why wouldn't he want to make you make eye contact as you cum? <3

his hand fits naturally on your jaw and moves your face to look at him, yet another whimper comes out of you as you realize just how close you are. "s-sebby! please, please! don't stop," you begged, your mind becoming mush faster than normal, your day really tired you out. "shhh, it's okay, baby, i got you," he smiled wide as he spoke, seeing your eyes gently roll back into your head and you trying to hold back how loud your moans became as you continued to basically hump sebastian's hand. you came quickly, cumming all over his hand and stomach and he drew out your orgasm as long as possible before you started trying to push his hand off your cock from overstimulation.

"ok, i think it's time for bed," he kissed the side of your head and quickly washed your cum off his stomach, and making eye contact with you as he licked some off his hand before washing the rest off. he turned off the water and dried you off first, being extra careful when he cleaned your oversensitive cock.

"wait, but you're still hard," you stuttered as you watched him quickly dry himself off, "i'll deal with it later, it's bedtime for you, don't worry about it," he reassured as he led you out of the bathroom and sat you on your shared bed. he grabbed you a pair of your boxers and a pair of his so you two could cuddle closer in bed <3 he put on his and intently watched you to make sure you could put on yours fine.

sebastian pulled back the blankets on your side of the bed, picking you up and laying you down, putting the blanket over you and tucking you in. then he quickly got in himself, immediately moving closer to you to so he could be the big spoon and cuddle you all night!

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[axolotlwrites]

Every Little Inch

A Stardew Valley one shot

Male Reader x Trans Sebastian

CW: unsafe sex, cum, and just a little helping of fluff, also not beta read lol

A late night foray into the mines yields a beautiful gem for the love of your life, Sebastian. But the end of the night calls, so there's no more time for that kind of excitement tonight... right?

A rush of warm air quickly runs across your skin as you step into your house, a shiver running through your body as you lean against the front door. Your body is exhausted from your usual foray into the mines, that ever descending labyrinth of precious ore and dangerous monsters. But it was worth it. Oh, so worth it. You drop your bag to the floor, knees aching as you kneel next to it and open it, the majority of it filled with ore, medical supplies, and coal. But, as you dig through the bag, you finally feel the soft, smooth surface of that perfectly formed gem. Despite the conditions of its storage, unprotected from the raw ore, it's still just as smooth as when you pulled it out of the rock. Never once had you seen a frozen tear with a scratch on it, even in the most dire of circumstances. A perfect gift for the love of your life… in the morning. It was far too late to wake him up for this, even if he liked the gift. So, you picked up the bag one last time, and finally went to your bedroom.

Sebastian was already asleep in bed. He looked so peaceful and sweet, his face relaxed, and a tiny smile on his face. Slow and quiet, you put the heavy bag down near the chest at the foot of your bed. You prepare for bed quickly, stripping off your clothes with an unneeded speed. As you get into bed, you're only wearing your undies and a smile. You lay next to him, the weariness and exhaustion running through your body as you finally rest, but you aren't quite ready to fall asleep. You scooted closer to Sebastian, getting as close to spooning him as you can, trying not to wake him. You want to sleep, but you want to feel his body close to yours far more. An arm is wrapped around his waist as you plant your head in the crook of his neck, a small smile crawling across your face as you feel the warmth of his body against yours.

You were clingy tonight, that much was clear. Throughout your attempts to sleep for the past half hour, you'd practically crawled all over Sebastian. At this point you were starting to suspect that he was still awake with the ease with which you were able to switch cuddling positions. Eventually, you had ended up with your hand under his shirt, feeling his soft, lean stomach and your legs tied around his. This position is so close and intimate that your thoughts start to wander… you can't help but think about his cute face and his tight waist. Eventually the thoughts wander to his nice ass, your body pressed up against it, your tangled legs leaving little else to go. Your cock is starting to press against his boxers, your face heating up as you try your hardest to keep it away from his ass. You don't want to wake him up, and you sure as hell aren't going to do anything to him while he's asleep.

You desperately try to gather up all of your willpower to push the horny aside and sleep. For Yoba's sake, you needed it after the harshness of the mines. But Sebastian was just so… enticing, all of the time, and he knew it. Which is why when you tried to scoot back away from him to make some space and relieve the pressure on your imprisoned cock, he moved with you. He trapped your body against his, grabbing the arm that had been around his waist and keeping it close. "You're not going anywhere, pervy." You shivered, letting out a small moan as he continued to grind his ass against you. Through the small shots of pleasure running through your cock, you manage to whimper out a stifled selection of words. "How long have you been awake?" At that, he chuckles lightly, before bending back and putting his lips to your ear. "Long enough to know that you're pent up and just can't help yourself, love." He kisses the tip of your ear, before whispering, over and over, sweet nothings. Dirty things about how much he wants you, and yet, loving things too. Expressions of affection and gratitude interlaced with confessions about just how much he wants you.

Your willpower shatters underneath his continued teasing and flirting, quickly giving in and peppering him with kisses. From his neck to his jaw, to his cheek, and down to his back, no spot that can comfortably be reached is safe. But it's not enough. For either of you. He's borderline leaking through his boxers, a large wet patch at his front. Despite your flustered, whimpering state, you finally manage to gather your courage and take the initiative. You flip him from his side to his stomach, as you move to settle yourself behind him, upright. He's face down, ass up in front of you, boxers just waiting to be slipped off as you take in the sight. Sebastian looks so delicious, his back arched, butt up in the air as he looks back at you. "Is this okay?" You ask, your hand rubbing his back as he settles into his position. He pushes back against you, looks you in the eyes, and nods. "Go ahead, baby. Fuck me."

You waste no time, quickly moving up his back and to his waistband. You pull his boxers down his legs and to his knees, not even bothering to pull them off all the way before going for your own. In your position, it's easier to take your boxers off and fling them into some unknown corner of the room. Honestly, you didn't care. You were far more focused on dipping your middle finger between his folds, stroking his sex and preparing him for your cock. Sebastian whimpers under your touch, his hands grasping the sheets tightly. "So sensitive, huh, Sebby? So good for me." He moans as you push your finger knuckle deep inside. He squirms under your touch, his hips moving back on your finger, trying desperately to take more of what isn't there. "Please, baby," he pleads, "put another finger in me!" Decoding not to tease him much further, you dip your index finger inside of him as well. You fuck him on your fingers as he moves his hips, soft moaning and whining being his only form of communication. "You take my fingers so well, Sebby… I love seeing you like this." You can tell however, by the growing volume and frequency of his moans, that he's getting close to cumming all over your fingers. But, you want to make him cum and spasm all over your cock, so you quickly pull your fingers out of his hole, denying him his orgasm.

Sebastian whines, looking back at you from the pillow as he glares at you. "Don't worry, Sebby. You'll get your release." You settle in behind him once more, grabbing your sensitive cock and pressing it against his folds. You rub it against his hole, teasing him as you lube up your own cock with his juices. He squirms underneath you as your shaft rubs against his nub, a small shiver running through his body. Sebastian gives you a pleading, begging look as he wiggles his ass. "Stop teasing me baby, please." You laugh, kneading his ass as you steady yourself against him. "Alright, Sebby. I'll give you what you need."

Finally, you push into Sebastian, your cock being surrounded by his tight, warm walls. He moans your name, desperately trying to push back against you as you hold his hips in place. You lean over him, placing your hand next to his head as you push into him with long, slow strokes. You start to pull his hips into you in time with your movements, the sounds of the small clapping of your hips against his fill the room, along with his steadily rising moans. You try your best to keep your composure, but his body is an insurmountable force. Your moans combine with his to fill the room, and you can't contain yourself from running kisses along his back. The physical feeling of his body against yours is only surpassed by the emotional feeling, the love in your heart spilling out into your words. Moans interlaced with praise and affirmations, true love spilling out in an almost divine show. "L-love you, Sebastian… so much." His hand grabs the wrist next to his head as a smile runs across his face.

You start to move faster, your movements more primal in nature as the pleasure takes hold of you. You gently bite his shoulder as you push deeper and faster into him, a grunt escaping his throat as you pump into him harder and harder. You feel him spasm and shiver around your grasp, his walls constricting around you as he cums around you. Sebastian whines softly into the pillow as you start to chase your own pleasure, his hand still tight around your wrist. You could fuck him into this bed all day and all night, but your body has limits that it's quickly approaching, limits that you're pushing in every stroke and every groan and every thrust. All good things must come to an end, however, and as he comes down from his orgasm, you go up into yours. You collapse into him as you cum, filling him up with your load as you moan out your gratitude and love for him. Your orgasm lasts a while, your cock throbbing and pumping rope after rope inside of him. Finally, your orgasm subsides, still collapsed against his back, your cock going flaccid inside of him. In one last act, with the last amount of energy you have, you fall to the side onto your side of the bed, pulling him down with you.

You spoon him as you both calm down from a most pleasurable evening, your hands wrapping around his stomach as he lands facing away from you. Sebastian turns around in your arms, however, and places his hands on your cheeks. "I love you. I love you so much." He quickly closes the space between you, holding you close as your lips lock, and your bodies wrap around one another. Every little inch of space is filled in as he kisses you, love permeating your body as you hold your beloved in your arms.

As the kiss ends, his head resting on your chest as you hold him close, you realize that it might never get better than this. Except maybe when you give him that frozen tear. But that's for tomorrow, not today.

[marbl3z]

tbh idk what this is teehee

confort fic of Sebastian Stardew valley hehehehe.. gn!farmer x Sebastian - mental health/physical health comfort .

Work alcoholic comfort, comfort in general - no angst (unless you count the farmer feeling off but idk)

Gentle strokes through your hair, the soft pitter patter of the rain on the shingles of the cabin you've lived in for about a year now, and the gentle rhythmic breathing of the man above you. He was reading a book, your head in his lap and his long slender fingers gently going through your hair mindlessly. Your eyes felt heavy — maybe today was just an off day? You felt wrong... Everything felt wrong. Your body ached for once and your mind felt like static, you're grateful Sebastian didn't question you when you flopped onto your shared bed and laid your head in his lap. You're grateful he's being so gentle with you to begin with...

He slowly makes his way below your head, massaging your neck gently with his hand, to rubbing slow circles on your back. You wanted to cry.. but why? Everything is great — but you felt empty. Maybe it was just seasonal depression, winter's approaching and you don't spend as much time outside as you did in the warmer seasons. Your shoulder popped as you adjusted yourself, looking up at the man. You blinked a couple times, trying to focus on something other than your thoughts. He glanced down, giving you a soft smile.

"hey there.." his voice is gentle and smooth, soft dimples into his cheeks when his lips curl into a smile — full of adoration and warmth.

You gave him a weak smile in return, your face slowly falling as he continues his gentle massage. You watch his expression become softer as he puts the bookmark on his page and gently places the book down onto his side of the bed. He tilts his head at you, grinning softly.

"you feelin' alright..?" He asked softly, not prying too much Incase you didn't want to talk about it.

You hesitated before nodding slowly, he gave you a soft frown, noticing the hesitation. "I understand.. do you want tea? Some food?" He pushes your hair behind your ear, rubbing his thumb against your cheek. You shrug, uninterested in doing much of anything let alone eating or drinking.

"..just a.. odd day I guess.." you murmur, your eyes slowly closing..

"yeah..?" He hums, giving your scalp a soft massage. He leans against the pillows of the bed, taking a deep breath before exhaling and opening them to look down at you. "You're doing well.." he murmurs.

You look up at him, confused and caught off guard. "What..?"

"with the farm... With everyone — everything.. you've done so well," he meets your eyes, smiling again. "You've done so much, for the community and for me.." he leans down to press a kiss to your forehead. "You deserve a couple days to yourself." He finishes.

You laid there, staring at him for a moment. You close your eyes, tiredly smiling as you cup his hand on your face. "Thank you."

He hums, scooping you up into his arms, adjusting his position so your head is on his chest and he lays on the pillows. "I love you, and I'm proud of you." He mumbles against your head.

Your eyes slowly closed, succumbing to much needed sleep. He held you, like he always did when you two slept at night — but this time, you knew you were okay, and tomorrow was going to be okay. It was going to be okay, because he's right there to catch you if you fall.

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A/N: felt really bad today bc of health conditions so here's this. I'm working on a lot other stuff for Stardew valley but this was the first thing I finished. It's quite short — it's also midnight here... might go to bed ;3 hope u liked it <3

[h2llish]

it's always a pleasure to see you

☆ alex

nothing here

☆ elliott

DRABBLE

a halloween romantic drabble

FROM THE BEGINNING

pining for something more ♡ fluff, male reader, mutual pining, lowercase intended

☆ harvey

nothing here

☆ sam

nothing here

☆ sebastian

DRABBLE

a romantic drabble

UNSOLICITED WINGMAN

they weren't asked to interfere, but you left them no choice. ♡ fluff, gender neutral, mutual pining, lowercase intended, it's a silly fic okay

☆ shane

nothing here

do not repost, translate, copy or run my writing through an ai

[aaaaaaaaaaaa-hey-its-jude-or-bee]

i honestly love the petals name. But because you call us requesters ‘pollen’ and ‘honey’ idk if we should be called the bees.. (as in we help get you working/writing?) or the petals.. (as in we're the roots of what you write maybe? No idea ehe)

tbh; just stick to whatever you like the most!! Tho I like being called a petal for my personal opinion

-🫚anon

I was talking to @cupiddoves about this a while ago and I'm still unsure of what to call you guys atp but I'm imagining I'm talking to myself while everyone thinks I'm crazy, as you guys are like helping me and then each post makes you all in like a body until the post request is done and you become bees/petals)whatever again and the characters have no memory of it whatsoever but remembers it very faintly (edit That DOES NOT make sense to me but like ok so they remember not all of it but it's like, when you hear a name or something like that you get nostalgic feelings about it)

Anyways teeehee😁

(please god help m-)

Make sure to read my tags ...... BC I add words to them as well ☹️ (unless your Sirius/cupiddoves... Then don't rea-)

🫚 anon you can send more asks if you want I'm still writing the first bits I don't care how many you send I'll get them done whenever i am done with the first(I WRITE A LOT.....) I don't mind whatever you send, I already know your preference, you don't like angst and I understand that👍🏼👍🏼

[sexnsui]

SEXNSUI

han

hello hello, I'm han. here on this page I will write various things about other various things ..

fair warning, I will write about sex n violence n toxicity, all of the above. this is just a place for me to share all of my writing and ideas without being so cluttered in the brain .

I don't care who interacts, just how they interact. If you like my stuff then like it.

submit whatever you want, however I may not post about it if it's something you're saying to me directly ..

[musical-nomad]

Chapter 3 of Chances is outttt:

It was Jodi’s bulletin request that got the Farmer in the house in the first place. She requested a parsnip and it just so happened that his latest batch of parsnips had grown that day, so The Farmer went around town trying to find her before just deciding to venture into her house and hope that he won't get kicked out.

As he walked towards the front door, the muffled sounds of rock music reached his ears. The song was so familiar, it sounded like the teenage angst and late nights that the Farmer remembered so well from highschool. As he entered through the doorway the music got louder, almost overpowering. The Farmer glimpsed Jodi through an open doorway and made his way over to her.

She started a little bit when he tapped her on the shoulder and exclaimed happily when The Farmer procured the parsnip from his backpack.

“Ah, thank you so much dear. This will go perfectly in the soup I’m making. Here, here’s what I owe you.”

As The Farmer pocketed the money Jodi gave him, he noticed the music had stopped midway through a phrase and looked back towards the source. The door was cracked slightly and he could see Sebastian standing over an old keyboard.

“Oh, it sounds like they’ve finished. Why don’t you go say hi, I’m sure they’d appreciate it. Yoba knows Sam needs more friends,” she muttered the last sentence as she turned back to washing the dishes.

Left awkwardly standing in the kitchen after whatever that was, The Farmer decided to do just what Jodi suggested. He walked straight into Sam’s room and was met by Sam’s excited smile and Sebastian’s glare, which was slightly softer than the first couple of times he met him, so progress.

“Heeeey! If it isn’t The Farmer. What’s up man, Seb and I were just having a little “jam sesh”.” He put the last two words between air quotes snickering at Sebastian whose glare deepened. “Or at least that’s what Demetrius called it. Anyways, what brings you to my humble abode?,” he looked expectantly at The Farmer.

the ao3 link to the rest :D

[megwritesriddles]

Like You Deserve ༊*·˚

18+ MDNI !!!

Pairing: Sebastian (Stardew Valley) x Reader / You

Summary: Reader is left adrift after a disappointing relationship with Shane comes to an equally disappointing end, but Sebastian wants to show them how they deserved to be treated all this time.

Tags: Unprotected sex, Filming sex, Friends to lovers, Dirty talk, Past Shane/Reader, Reader was cheated on, Shane-bashing!! (sorry), Making ex jealous, SoftDom!Sebastian, Reader is as gender neutral as possible (I'm used to writing fem!reader so sorry if that shows)

Word count: 3.5k

all fandom masterlist | sdv masterlist | read it on ao3

Authors note: Based on a request by the lovely @i-live-in-spite ! Apologies for all the Shane bashing but... I had to for the story!!! Someone pls send help making the cover images for these sdv fics, it's so hard :00!! Hope you like it anyway mwah ( ◕◡◕)っ ♡

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Things had been tense for a while between you and Shane. You could feel it, he’d started acting cold again from time to time, like back when you first met him, not the sweet guy that you had known for a couple of months there when everything seemed fine. You supposed it was just the end of the honeymoon phase, or maybe he was just in some sort of autumn funk, but you assumed it would blow over, he’d had bad days before, but this was just an extended one. Surely. But no. 

He’d been cheating on you. When you’d found the conversations on what he’d always told you was a ‘gridball discussion board’ online, you were floored. He’d begged and pleaded with you to forgive him, that he wouldn’t do it again, that he hadn’t even met them in person, but that made it all the worse. He threw away what he had with you, months of effort to get him to trust you, you ignoring everyone who said you were significantly out of his league, giving him kindness and understanding at every turn, for someone he hadn’t even met in person. He continued to plead with you to stay, that it was a mistake and you were better than anyone else, but you were too proud. You gathered what few things you had in his room and stomped out never to return. It hurt, badly, you had put so much time and effort into your relationship with him, an effort everyone told you that you’d been wasting. It seemed in the end, they’d been right all along.

Shane continued sending letters and trying to corner you in town, telling you how much he regretted what he did and how badly he needed you back. Deep down, you knew he only wanted you to come care for him again. You weren’t sure if he’d ever really loved you or if he’d merely used you. How can you cheat on someone you love? Every time he said he still loved you, the words felt more poisonous. He finally begins to leave you alone again after a while, pouting and glaring at you whenever you are nearby, trying his best to look pitiful so you might come crawling back. You couldn’t believe that this was the man you’d thought you’d loved.

A benefit of the end of your relationship was that you were spending more time with friends again, namely, male friends. Shane had always been deeply jealous and insecure, indirectly making you cut off all your male friends, always paranoid that you might choose them over him. What was the expression? Every accusation is a confession? Sam and Sebastian welcomed you back with open arms, not asking many questions, glad you were joining them for pool again. They could tell you were sad, especially the first few weeks, but opted to try to cheer you up rather than ask you about it. It was clear that it was over between you and Shane, and Sebastian couldn’t be more happy. 

He’d been planning to make a move on you back in spring, but your relationship had started with Shane and he was out in the cold, even as your friend. He understood though, he knew Shane was deeply jealous, so accepted your apologies and promises never to let someone come between the two of you again. He pays you special attention, letting you win at pool to cheer you up and buying you your favourite drinks, anything to wipe that sad look off your face. He’s occasionally intervened and demanded Shane to leave you alone, which only angers the man further, but he does stand down.

It’s one of those nights where he’s paying you special attention, he’d told Shane to ‘fuck off’ from glaring at you across the Saloon a few hours ago and was staying late with you to talk. He’d missed you a lot while you’d been hiding away from the world with Shane, you seemed so much lighter these days, you almost had a glow about you. He had his arm slung around your shoulder, a risky move which had paid off, listening to you talk on a tucked away couch, just the two of you. You were a little tipsy, not enough to be worrisome, but enough to have you rambling. You’d never really talked about what happened with Shane, but everyone knew it must have been something bad, based on how the two of you were acting. The leading theory in town was an argument about his drinking that couldn’t be solved, perhaps he had broken something while drunk. When you reveal to him that he’d been cheating, Sebastian’s jaw hangs open for a moment. Your cheeks flush and glance around nervously in his silence.

“He what?” Sebastian hisses. 

“They hadn’t even met in person it was just… chats–” you ramble, trying to play it down so Sebastian would stop looking at you like that.

“Still! I can’t believe his audacity! To cheat on you… he was insanely lucky you ever even gave him a second glance,” Sebastian scoffs. He’d always felt this way, but knowing what Shane had willingly thrown away, he feels wildly incensed, anger growing inside him. “No one deserves that but especially not you! You’re stunning and he’s… well, him,” he rolls his eyes, if he was a more violent man, he would go knock some sense into Shane with his fists, but he knew you would never approve of that, you were really too sweet for your own good. You blush and look down, shrugging.

“I don’t know about stunning…”

“You are,” he asserts, glancing over your lightly flushed cheeks and shy expression. “He’s a complete idiot for giving you up, seriously,”

“Well, at least he’s disappointing them in bed now, not me,” you giggle, quickly covering your mouth when you realise what you’ve said aloud, eyes widening. The wine you’d had really loosening your lips, letting things out you’d kept to yourself for too long, itching to gossip. Sebastian’s eyes also widen before letting out a bark of laughter, a smirk settling on his face.

“Damn, cold,” he teases, gently poking your arm to get you to lower your hand. He cups your chin between his fingers and tips your head up to look at him, relishing in the deepening of your blush. “He couldn’t please you?” You bite your lip and shyly shake your head.

“He didn’t try that hard… to be fair,” you try to defend, but you hear yourself and know it sounds weak, it’s hardly a defence, just a further indictment of him. Sebastian’s fingers tighten on your chin, anger coursing through him again. You had been an angel sent from heaven into his life and he hadn’t even tried to please you.

“He’s a piece of shit, to be fair, a total scumbag, you deserve everything,” Sebastian declares, his jaw tight. “He should have been giving you like… 5 orgasms a night, kissing the ground you walked on,” he huffs. You giggle at his hyperbole, though your blush deepens, not used to openly discussing stuff like this, especially not with Sebastian’s thumb rubbing your jaw so gently, his face hovering close to yours. You taste the words before he says them. “That’s what I would do if I had you… you would always be satisfied, always,” he purrs, another risky move but he’s willing to make it. You take a shaky breath and slip your eyes closed, your mind filled suddenly with images of Sebastian pleasing you. “I would never be stupid enough to let you go or hurt you, I’d treat you like you deserve,”

Your lips crash to his without thinking, and his hands instantly fall to your waist, tugging you closer. He hums in excitement, he’d been waiting for this for so long and here it was. You taste delicious, with a hint of the wine from earlier that evening and a sweetness that was entirely your own. He tilts his head to press closer to you, tugging you closer until your legs settle across his lap, one hand caressing your hip, the other moving up to your hair. Your arms snake around his neck, pulling the two of you chest to chest in desperation. You had never felt this way with Shane, pure electricity coursing through your veins, your tongues meeting in a sensual dance, swirling and caressing. 

“Let me please you,” he murmurs between kisses, hand sneaking onto your back beneath your shirt. “Let me show you what it can be like, let me give you what you deserve,” with a breathless nod, he’s lifting you to your feet and the two of you are leaving the Saloon hand in hand.

The way back to your farm is full of your tipsy giggling, his hands softly brushing up and down your body and frequent stops to kiss. You can’t seem to keep your hands off of each other as you press each other up against trees and fences to have another taste. When you finally arrive at your farm, you stumble through the door, lips still connected, hands fisted in the fabric of his hoodie. Every cell in your body is on fire, you haven’t felt this amount of lust in a while, and all the sinful promises Sebastian had whispered against your mouth on your way here only made the anticipation grow. You pull him into the bedroom, stealing kisses as you go, which he returns with a smile. The eagerness surprises him in the best way, you seem totally obsessed with the idea of finding out what he can do for you, and he’s more than happy to show you. He pushes you down onto the bed, caging you in between his arms, hovering above you, moving his kisses down your jaw. The gasp that leaves your lips and that look in your eyes has his cock straining against his jeans. 

“So sexy, babe,” he growls, nipping your collarbone and placing a questioning hand on your stomach, just beneath your shirt. “Can I?” you nod, writhing beneath him. Your shirt is quickly shed and Sebastian looks over your chest with a clear look of arousal. “You’re so perfect, I’m gonna make you feel so good,” he kisses and nips all over your chest, playfully making his way down your stomach to hear your breath hitch. He won’t use his mouth now, he feels too desperate to be inside of you, but he’s sure he’ll be using his mouth a lot in the future if he has his way, which it seems like he will. You’re completely willing beneath him, so aroused, pupils blown wide, body flushed and chest heaving lightly. “Want me?” he asks teasingly, toying with the button of your jeans. You nod helplessly. “Where?” he prompts, feeling a little drunk on the power he has over you right now. You huff softly.

“Inside… please, Sebastian, don’t tease right now,” you pout and he chuckles, finding your expression delicious, he leans up and pecks your pouty lips with a smile. 

“Sorry babe, I want to be inside you too,” he cups your cheek, kissing you deeper for a moment, which you enthusiastically reciprocate. “I’m gonna make you feel so good,” he promises deeply, popping open your jeans as he nips your bottom lip, helping you wiggle out of them, discarding them by your bed. There’s a quiet metallic thud and you both disconnect to look down at the source of the noise. “Oh shit, sorry,” he mumbles, realising your phone had been in your pocket, hurriedly reaching down to lift it and place it on the bedside table before returning to your lips. 

“Guess you were too eager,” you tease playfully and he agrees with a hum, sucking your bottom lip into his mouth, his fingers tracing the edges of your underwear. He is happy to pull back and lift his arms when you start to tug at his hoodie and then the t-shirt underneath, smug when you look over his torso admiringly, eyes dark with lust.

“Like what you see?” he teases, unbuttoning his jeans, imagining himself soon between your legs.

“Yeah,” you sigh softly. “I do…” Not bothered to feel insecure, Sebastian strips his boxers with his jeans, eyes lighting up when your mouth falls open at the sight of him. “Wow…” He knows he’s well-endowed, but is flattered by your reaction, being even more sure now that he can show you a very good time. You lift your hips as he tugs down your underwear, eyes glued on his rock-hard twitching length. You’re incredibly flattered by how aroused he seems as he looks you over.

“So stunning, can’t wait to bury my cock in you,” he purrs, massaging your inner thighs. From the corner of his eye, he notices your phone lighting up but tries his best to ignore it. There were more important things on his mind. He smirks as your body reacts to his words. 

“Please,” you breathe. “I need it,” 

He doesn’t need asking twice, settling between your legs, carefully positioning himself and making sure you’re ready for him, but as you whine pleadingly, it’s harder to be cautious. Slowly, he begins to press into you, relishing the warmth of you around his cock, squeezing softly. You both throw your heads back in sync, letting out pleased sounds. You feel like the perfect fit, taking him in so perfectly like you were made for him. He glances down to make sure you’re okay, your chest heaving and little whimpers leaving your throat. 

“Are you okay babe?” he asks breathlessly, eyes darting to your phone for a moment as it lights up again. You nod and mewl, wrapping your legs around his hips to get him to move. He chokes out a groan as he finally bottoms out, twitching within you. He knew you’d be amazing, but he couldn’t anticipate this. How did you feel so good? It seemed almost inconceivable. How could anyone give this up? He braces himself, his hands on either side of your head, pecking your lips before beginning to slowly rock in and out of you. Your hands fly up to clutch his back, and he groans at the feeling, drinking in the moans you let out against his lips. “Does that feel good? Yeah?” he husks, speeding up a little as your reactions egg him on. 

“Y-yeah… oh!” you whimper, your mouth falling open as he speeds up, letting out a constant string of moans. He can hear in your voice just how good you feel and the thought arouses him impossibly more, you’re so enchanting, you drive him crazy. He raises himself a little more so he can look down at you as he thrusts in and out, watching your eyes roll back in pleasure. He grips your hips, lifting you so he can sit up and continue thrusting. The new angle makes you gasp, his name falling as a whine from your lips, which he affectionately returns, smoothing his hands over your body as he ravishes you. He can see your phone continuously lighting up on the nightstand and it’s driving him crazy. He halts for just a moment, met by a whimper of protest from you, to reach over, intending merely to turn over the phone but then noticing who is messaging you.

About ten messages from ‘Shane DON’T ANSWER’ flood onto your screen, including a missed call. Sebastian growls in anger. He remembers you mentioning how he wouldn’t leave you alone no matter how many times you’d asked and how you were considering just blocking his number at this point. You plead softly with Sebastian to continue, craning your head from your lying position to try and understand why he’d stopped moving. Several of the messages mention Sebastian himself, saying how someone had seen the two of you leaving the Saloon together, followed by several insecure accusations. Sebastian can’t help but scoff a laugh at his insolence, picking up your phone and opening it. You raise your brows under him.

“What are you doing?” you ask quietly, watching as he taps through your phone, shifting your hips to try and get that delicious friction back. Sebastian bites his lip and his eyelids flutter, you feel like heaven, and he hates himself for stopping, for depriving the both of you, but he has an idea. He opens your messages, seeing days of Shane talking to himself in your messages, switching between begging and anger. That man was so pathetic, he couldn’t understand what you’d ever seen in him.

“Don’t worry, just lie there for me, babe,” he smirks, opening the camera attached to the messaging app and scrolling to the video function. You’re shifting your hips in search of pleasure again, and it looks so sexy through the camera, watching himself disappear inside of you. He groans loudly, clicking the record button on the screen. The flash comes on in the dim light, alerting you to what’s going on, and your brows fly up. He shushes you by placing a finger to his lips, beginning to thrust into you once more. All your protests die on impact, melting into a choked moan. Sebastian watches, enraptured as he slides in and out of you through the camera, grunting and speeding up, struggling to keep the camera steady when all he wants to do is completely lose himself in you once more. He can hear the steady slap of skin on skin and a mixture of both of your moans. The thought of sending this to Shane, claiming you away from him finally, makes him feel feral, and he thrusts into you even faster and harder than before. He tilts the camera up to show your face, and though obscured by your arm thrown over your eyes, it’s clear who it is. You whine over and over, your lips parted in pleasure. “Yeah? Fuck… tell me how good it feels,” he grunts.

“So good Seb…” you whine lewdly, stretching out the words, shaky with every thrust he gives you. The fact you’ve said his name sends a powerful jolt through his body and he pounds into you harder, making you shout out in ecstasy. He was showing you pleasure you’d never felt before, you’d been a little sceptical at the start of the evening, but now you knew you were never going back, he was hitting some spot within you that had you seeing stars, a spot you hadn’t even known you had, touching it again and again, leaving you in heaven. The fact he was filming you… excited you more than it should have, you couldn’t help imagining what it might look like. 

“That’s it, babe, cum for me, yeah… show how much you love it, fuck… you look so sexy,” he husks, pounding into you relentlessly, no longer focused on the camera, staring down at you hungrily. It’ll be clear what’s happening anyway. His free hand is all over you, squeezing and caressing as he continues thrusting with all his might, feeling you tightening around him, your moans increasing in volume. “Yes… that’s it,”

“Seb!” you wail, your legs shaking violently around his hips, pleasure exploding behind your eyes, more intense than you had felt, possibly ever. The knowledge you’re being filmed only heightens the experience tenfold, tingles running up and down your body, a warm syrupy feeling settling in your lower stomach. He whispers soothing praises as you spasm around his cock, making him choke on his words occasionally, still softly thrusting into you. You gasp for breath, still moaning with each aftershock that courses through you. In this calmer moment, Sebastian fumbles with your phone, shakily typing out a caption for the vulgar clip he just captured. 

“Don’t text again, we’re busy,” he types, though a little inaccurately in his aroused haze. The message is still clear. He presses send, makes sure it’s gone to Shane and then tosses your phone aside, noticing it already beginning to blow up with messages from him. Your cheeks are burning as you look up at the cocky smile on Sebastian’s face.

“I can’t believe I just let you do that,” you giggle breathlessly as he strokes your cheek with his thumb, still giving you a moment to compose yourself, though remaining inside of you. “I’ll probably regret it in the morning,”

“Nah, babe, you looked so hot, it’s his fault for giving you up,” Sebastian assures, leaning down to peck your lips. You smile and kiss back.

“I felt hot, but still… it’s not exactly something I’m used to,”

“Me neither, but it was sexy as hell, maybe we should do it more often,” he smiles, tucking a few kisses under your jaw. 

“Oh? You think we’ll do this again?” you tease. He grins against your skin, moving back up to hover over you, beginning to ever-so-slowly thrust into you once more, making you gasp. He growls playfully. 

“Oh yes… you deserve so much more pleasure, babe, and I intend to give it to you,”

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[deepestnightcolor]

i’m not asking i’m BEGGING for a fic about sam getting all worked up in the saloon bc you just won’t stop teasing him so he brings you to the bathroom and goes crazy on you. bonus points if someone almost walks in 🙏🙏 you’re an angel btw

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ᴀ/ɴ: Wellp. I don't know why I always make Sebastian listening in, but. Heh. Whoops.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Sam (SDV) x Fem!Reader

ᴡᴄ: 2461 words.

ᴍᴅɴɪ ✧ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: Teasing, edging, orgasm denial, cursing, dirty talk, semi public sex, being caught fucking, Seb is a tease as well, cream pie, kind of a little humiliation.

Why did your hand have to feel so good? Why did you always know just how to touch him? No, scratch that. This was not the problem. He loved how you touched him. The more important question was this: Why the hell were you devious enough to touch him just right in the fucking saloon? Even worse, why the hell were you devilish enough to do so when Sebastian was sitting right across from you? At the beginning of the night, he had been able to handle it. It was just you squeezing and stroking his thigh after all, maybe nuzzling your cute little nose against his neck here and there. Easy. Light work no reaction type of shit.   And now? Now he was sitting there, face flushed, and a drop of sweat having caught in his brow. He had gotten hard long ago; the moment you had returned from the bathroom and had dropped your little panties into his lap when you had sat down next to him again, to be more exact. He was sitting there with a cock aching from oversensitivity, caused by countless times of being pushed close to the edge, just for you to remove your hand. But even then, you didn’t give him a fucking break; no. As soon as the orgasm had gotten out of reach again, your hand was back, stroking and touch, finding the leaky tip of his dick and rubbing the fabric of his boxers against it. “You good, man?” It was the first time in a while Sebastian had directed his attention to him again, because Sam had logged off the conversation ages ago, too busy on focusing to not moan out loud. Which was why the blond needed to clear his throat a few times before he could even think about answering. “Yeah, Sammy. You good? You have been so quiet? Don’t you feel good?” Oh, you fucking devil. The look he shot you must have been charged with energy, because his friend let out a soft laugh. “Damn, dude. You grumpy or some shit?” “No,” Sam pressed out, and of course you had to be a fucking bitch about it, thumb pressing down on his red tip the moment he had opened his mouth. He hadn’t been able to stop the whimper from rolling off his tongue, and no matter how much he prayed, the look on Sebastian’s face told him it had been exactly as audible as it had sounded. “Sam-“

“Just feeling a bit light-headed,” Sam forced through grit teeth, trying to keep his eyes focused on the black-haired male to keep them from rolling into the back of his skull. “Do you want me to get you a water?” Fuck. Fuck, no. He wanted to get home, rip off your clothes and sink his fat dick into the pussy that you had told him was so wet for him. “I think that would be nice,” you mused. God, how did you do it? How did you manage to make your voice sound so empathetic, so genuinely concerned while you knew very damn well you were the root of this? Seb gave a slow nod, seemingly unsure, yet he scooted out of his booth, making his way iver to Gunther. Sam took in a deep breath, trying to regain even just an ounce of his composure, but this poor guy failed miserably. Especially when he heard your voice, all chipper and happy: “You look so good like this, you know that? All desperate to cum, and even more desperate to not let Sebastian know anything.” Another deep breath, but you just had to giggle as you rubbed over his tip again, didn’t you? Just had to push and prod him toward the edge again, right? “Fuck this,” he suddenly snapped, standing up with more force than he had estimated, making you look up at him with widened eyes. “I am going to the bathroom now. And you better follow me,” he hissed, tugging down his white shirt before heading toward the back, leaving you behind a little bewildered. You hadn’t expected that this would have caused Sam to snap, but you took it. Standing up and following after the blond, not even caring about leaving behind a confused little Sebastian. And if you had cared? Then you had forgotten about him the moment Sam’s lips collied with yours in a messy kiss, his tongue not only licking over your tongue, but also your teeth oh so desperately. “Sam,” you tried, wanted to apologize for pushing him so far. Instead, you were turned around and pressed against the sink, Sam’s hands flipping up your skirt, and without hesitation, his hand came down on your soft skin, having you gasp out under the pressure of the slap. “Fuck, look at that ass jiggle,” he growled, another smack coming down, his cock twitching for the billionth time that night, especially when you whined again. “Not so funny when you are the one being teased, huh?” He whispered, pressing the bulge in his pants right against your bare cunt. He was trying to be just a little mean – you had teased him all night, after all! But Sammy was very well aware that he couldn’t keep up this act for long, not when he could have you like this. Not when you looked so pretty for him. Oh God, you were so fucking gorgeous. It was hard to believe that you were able to be such a fucking devil. A devil that was now arching her back to push back against the quick little grinds he gave you, a devil that had him close to breaking.

“Fuck,” Sam breathed, deciding on a whim that this was enough. He could not possibly take any more pending up, he needed that bare little pussy right fucking now. The sound of his belt and zipper went well with your panting and little huffs as you tried to push back against him, just to whine when you realized that Sam was holding you pinned against the sink, too scared of finally busting if you touched his abused dick even one more time. Even pulling his boxers down just enough felt like almost too much, making him hiss when the wet fabric finally was removed from his drooling head. “Sam, please-“ another sentence you didn’t get to finish, another sentence interrupted by a moan as you felt the pressure of his cock against your wet, sloppy hole. “You are drenched,” Sam hissed between heavy breaths, his Adam’s apple hobbling under the pressure gulps of air he had to suck only to not cum on the spot. You nodded in response, your fingers tightening around the rim of the sink, your own breathing now laboured, only for you to hold your breath when Sam suddenly pushed forward. You had expected him to enter you slowly, and he did! For the first half, at least. You cried out when a strong thrust suddenly had your boyfriend stretch you thin, his pulsing cock plunged into your walls. And just like you had done before, Sam didn’t even think about giving you a break. Oh, no. “You can be such a little slut,” he whispered as his lips found your neck, peppering quick, wet kisses over your skin, “making me so hard right in front of my best friend. Was it worth it, huh? Was this what you wanted? To be fucked in a tiny little bathroom?” You didn’t even know what to say, didn’t even want to say anything; not when Sam fucked into you like this. Deep and hard, balls smacking against your skin so lewdly. “Feel how hard you got me? God, I could fucking cum from just looking at you, but you don’t deserve it yet. Put so much effort in denying my orgasms, after all.” Maybe he was being a bit mean, especially now that he was picking up the pace of his thrusts, allowing his rock-hard dick to bully our gushy little cunt, but you definitely deserved it after torturing him all night. And you took it so well, too! Moaning for him like there weren’t any people on the other side of the door. Neither of you cared; too engulfed by bow the other felt, by how you sounded.

Another wet lick to your neck, another bite. Fuck, you felt heavenly. Squeezing his dick perfectly right, like your pussy was sucking him off. It was only natural that he wasn’t able to refrain himself from going faster, that he needed to bully your perfect fucking cunt. “Fuck, baby!” He yelped, his chest pressing against your back as he sucked a hickey into your skin, sharp teeth sinking into your flesh just for the hell of it, just to hear that tiny little squeak escape you. “That’s it, that’s fucking it, keep squeezin’ me like that, God, fuck, I am gonna fill this pretty little pussy up with so much cum, make you sit out there with it leaking out of you- anghh~ like that idea? Yeah? You clenched ‘round me, baby. Like it so much, yeah? Want to be my dirty little whore?” Even if you had the words to respond to that, you certainly didn’t have the will for it. Not when Sam’s thrusts had your body shaking, not when the metal of then piercing pressed against your walls so delicately. You much rather moaned his name, small sobs falling from your lips just for you to bite your lower one, You were so perfect to him, it was no wonder he was salivating like this. You had his cock throbbing with your sounds alone, and then you also had the audacity to look so good as he was fucking you. He wouldn’t last long, even in his pussy-drunken mind, he knew that his orgasm was close. His dick was too sensitive, and you just felt too good for his balls not to pull tight, for his tip not to leak pre-cum that mixed with your sweet juices. “Sammyyyyy,” you whined, and oh, how he knew that whine. It was slurred, and drawn out, followed by a hiccupped moan. You were close yourself, but too fucking drunk on dick to tell him. Hell, he loved you. “Cum for me,” he whispered through the strain of a groan, his fingernails digging into your hips as he pounded into you, abusing spots that made you see stars. “Cum for me like, baby. Cum all over my fat cock, let them fucking know who’s fucking you so damn fucking well.” The mixture of sounds that followed was almost deadly, urging him to fuck you faster; thrusts having turned into reckless pounding, the blond being desperate to have his cum milked by your clenching pussy. You sobbed as one of your hands wandered between your legs, giving your swollen clit a few desperate flicks, your back already arching in as your tried to grind back, so close to the edge you could already taste it on your tongue, you were close, so close- “Guys? You in there? Did Sam fucking faint?” Fuck. Sebastian. You had forgotten about Sebastian. “Seb-“ You tried, but a hand clasped over your mouth almost immediately. “No! I am fine! Go away!” Your boyfriend barked, his hips never even slowing, making you go cross eyed when his hand replaced yours, rubbing those quick circles into your clit. You started up that squirming again, the grinds, the desperate humps, your need to cum overweighing trying to stay hidden. The whimper that left you was loud, even though you were being muffled, and it didn’t help the situation, Sam’s dick throbbing at the thought of Seb slowly realizing what was happening. Seb, who still hadn’t left. “You sure? Is she okay-“ “Fuck!” Sam groaned out, the way your cunt clenched not helping at all. “She is feeling good!” He barked back, making you whine against his hand again, the high-pitched moan that was breathed into his palm oh so needy. “Cum baby, come on, cum for me,” he urged you, making you nod with a sob. One last thrust, and it was over for you. Cunt spasming around Sam’s pretty dick, drenching around him. “She’s feeling very good,” Sam laughed through laboured whines, just in case his bestie still hadn’t gotten the hint.

“Mhhhm!” You croaked through your tears, poor pussy squeezing the life out of Sam’s dick. Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck, he was going to cum. “Guys-“ Seb  again, and the thought of Sebastian hearing you come undone for him, was all it took for Sam to burst. A low groan filled the room, high in pitch as he came inside of you, his hips shaking as his cock twitched with each spurt of cum that filled your gorgeous cum, claiming it as his. That wasn’t enough for Sam, though. He needed it as deep inside of you as humanly, needed you stuffed. Which wasn’t hard given with how much he came, but still. Hips shakily kept thrusting inside of you, until he finally was milked dry, the mess you two created already leaking out of you when he pulled back.

You stood there for a moment with Sam holding you up lazily, his lips finding your neck to press gentle kisses into the skin again, only hearing your heavy breathing and heart beats. “Wait,” the blond murmured after a while, pulling some of the hand towels from the dispenser, holding it under the sink to makeshift clean you up. “there we go. It’s not much, but it will do until we are back in the booth.” “Back in the booth?” “Yep.” “But- uh- I am so…full.” “I know.” You swallowed thickly, turning around to find your boyfriend grinning at you with a cocked vrow. “Well, maybe it will work. Can you give me my panties?” “Nope.” Sam chuckled at the look of surprise on your face, slowly leaning down so his hot breath was fanning your face. “You are going to sit out there and face Sebastian with your cunt stuffed full of cum, trying your best to hold those pretty little legs together and think about what you did tonight. And only then you might get back your panties on our way home.” You swallowed thickly, but Sam’s lips kissing yours took away your ability to answer before he pulled away to fix himself back into his pants, opening the door once you were decent. He walked out almost confidently, just to bump right on into his best friend. “Seb! The fuck are you still doing here?” “Well, I thought you were dizzy,” Seb said with a grin, head tilted to the side, “just making sure neither of you fainted in there.”

Suddenly, however, something shifted. Their eyes met, and the men seemed to communicate in silence before slowly turning to you, eyes landing on your legs. A smile formed on their faces and with another look at the other, they were bumping their fists together. All at once you knew with certainty: things had turned.

[ccalhoun]

Hey can I request Sebastian (sdv) x m!reader, maybe a oneshot about Sebastian asking reader on a date so he can give him a mermaids pendant

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sebastian (sdv) x m!reader oneshot

warnings: male reader, reader can be cis or trans, stoner!reader, stoner!seb, fluff, motorcycle riding

wc: 600+

note: i haven't written in awhile so my writing is kinda rough... just bear with me here

cut for length!

motorcycle ride, sebastian had a few favorite places to take you but your favorite was a quaint little field outside town, away from everything. it wasn't as much about the location as much as it was just being with him.

everytime you went there it just felt... calmer. laid out on the blanket sebastian had picked out with you because you didn't like his old one, just holding eachother and cuddling. it quickly became your favorite part of every month, sebastian even bought you a custom helmet so you didn't have to wear his old one.

you treasured every moment with him, especially your current one, laying on the couch watching some weird old romcom together. sebastian's head was on your chest, laying between your legs with a blanket lazily thrown over you two.

you run your hand through his hair that you'll never get used to the softness of and sebastian lifts his head slightly so he could look at you.

"hey baby, do you think we could on a ride?"

"right now? sebby it's almost dark out," you object, though it's hard to stand your ground when looking at his big dark green eyes, giving you a pout that could convince you to do anything. "fine, you big baby." you teased lightly before leaning up to kiss his forehead.

"sweet! you want to finish the movie or can we get headed out now?"

"now's good, this movies kinda boring, anyways." sebastian quickly gets up after you agree, smiling wide; awfully excited to go on a casual ride with him. you swear you saw him grab something in your room, but he denied anything, then you remembered you have the silliest stoner boyfriend ever and he's probably just trying to 'surprise' you with some joints, goofball <3

he drives his beloved motorcycle to in front of the house while you put on your helmet, and then you were off. you didn't often make such abrupt choices but, that just fed into the thrill of it! you held on tight and relaxed against his back, feeling the cold air nip at your skin, and then before you knew it you were at the field and sebastian was taking your helmet off for you, ever the pamperer.

you grabbed the electric lamp while sebastian got the blanket and you headed off to get a good spot to cuddle and look at the stars. thankfully, since you went there so many times, you both had somewhat of an idea on where to go.

you set the lamp on the blanket after sebastian carefully laid it out, curling up to eachother and warming up in silence for a few moments.

"i'm glad we did this," sebastian spoke softly, just loud enough for you to hear, "i have something to show you, it's,, really important. to me." he spoke a little louder

he was so dramatic, over a few joints? you started getting suspicious, what was so serious??

and then you saw him reach into his pocket and pull out a mermaid's pendant. even in low light it was beautiful, you could hardly believe your eyes!

when you finally came back to reality, you could feel tears in your eyes

"what do you say...? you wanna be my husband..?" sebastian squeaked out, while you stared with wide eyes.

"a- i mean- do you really- me?- you want to? with me?-" you stuttered, your mind going a million miles an hour; nothing made sense and you could hardly put a coherent response together.

sebastian smiled, chuckling lightly, "yes! only if you want to!" he rushed and smiled wider as he saw you quickly start nodding your head.

"yes! i mean, god yes! yes!" you exclaimed happily while basically tackling him to the ground as you wrapped your arms around his neck and held him as close as you could, basking in his warmth. he sat both of you back up and put the pendant around your neck.

"you're so handsome," he mumbled before kissing you, slow and loving. a simple declaration of love from your soon to be husband <3

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[axolotlwrites]

Sunshine

Sebastian x Male Reader !NSFW

CONTENT WARNING:

Gay sex, anal, blowjob, use of the phrases good boy and pretty boy, sebastian takes, reader gives, lots of uses of the word cock, not beta read lol

Sebastian calls you, his boyfriend, and asks to meet at the tavern. What could be so important that he calls you to come out in the middle of the night?

Criticism and feedback requested, and welcomed. I'm new, and looking to improve.

The tavern was unusually empty tonight. Elliot, Emily, Pam, and Gus were still here, but otherwise, all was quiet. Sam and Abigail weren't going to be here tonight, and 5 were kind of worried. You'd been going steady with Sebastian for a couple of months now, but when Sebastian called you and told you he wanted to talk, he sounded deadly serious. That laid back, eternally apathetic veneer melted away, the stress clear in his voice. Whatever he wanted to talk about, it was eating at him. And now, the mystery and questioning of what exactly had him like that was eating at you too. You could only distract yourself with thoughts of chickens and plants for so long.

The stress was amplified when you heard the tavern doors swing open. Your head snapped over to the side, watching him as he walked in. Purple hoodie, hair swept to the side, eternal frown, all the same place you left it. He bee-lined towards you, not even acknowledging Emily's greeting or meeting your eyes before plopping down next to you.

"Hey, Sebby. You alright?" He shifted in his seat, looking up at you before looking back down again. His leg was shaking in place. You scooted closer to him, placing your hand on his leg, and his breathing got faster. "Sebastian? What's wrong, baby?" His body shivered when you said that, in a way you'd never seen him do before. He looked at you, finally keeping his gaze on yours. His eyes were half-lidded, his face flushed red, and he was sweating slightly. And before you knew it, he was on you.

His hands planted against your chest as he rushed you down and started to kiss up your jaw. "Need you, Sunshine. Need you badly." He brought his hand up to your neck, bringing you in to kiss him. Your lips locked with his, the kiss hot and heavy. His lips were soft, and his tongue immediately darted into your mouth. Your hands moved to his neck and back, keeping him close in your embrace. A small moan rumbles in his throat as he pushes himself, trying to get closer in whatever space there is. You could smell his scent, thick and heady, of cigarette smoke and motorcycle oil. He mentioned earlier that he was gonna work on it today, but as his hand started to slip under your shirt, his motorcycle was the last thing you wanted to ride. As his kisses start to dip lower into your collarbone, you get a glimpse over his shoulder and see Gus staring straight back at you.

Your back stiffens immediately, and you snap your hand to his, grabbing it. "Sebastian, we need to go." He looks up from kissing your collarbone, seeing the look in your eyes as you and Gus engage in the world's most judgemental staring competition. He looks back at Gus, the look in his eyes enough to put the fear of Yoba into any man. Without any hesitation, he stands, pulling you along with him. You're already out the door before you can even apologize for the show you were putting on. He drags you out of the tavern, but you don't let him pull you any further. You stop, pulling him back before pushing him against the wall of the tavern.

You were out in the open, and anyone who decided to take a night-time stroll through the town would see the way you plant kisses along his jaw and grind your body against his. "You're so fucking horny for me, aren't you, Sebby? So needy for my touch, making out in the middle of the tavern… you've never been like this for me, but I'm liking it." As your jeans move against his sweatpants, the clothed bulges between you become more pronounced. Finally he speaks, soft and hushed. "I've been thinking about you all day. Couldn't get you out of my head." His hands glide up to your face, holding it as he finally confesses, "Nobody's ever gotten me like this before, this… needy. I need you, Sunshine." You move away from him slightly, making eye contact as your hands move away from him. "As much as I'd love to fuck you, right here, right now, where anyone could see us… I feel like we'd both be more comfortable at my place." Some semblance of clarity finally reaches him in his addled state, and he finally nods. "Yeah, I'd rather we weren't known as the guys who bang in public… my mom would get pissed." At that you laugh and nod, the tension in your body finally relaxing as you grab his hand and start to walk. He follows, closely pulling his hood up as the rain starts to fall on the cold autumn night.

You're barely even through the front door before you've got him pinned against it. Your lips are on his, one hand moving to his ass and the other palming his crotch. His arms wrap around your back, pulling you close as your kiss deepens for only a mere second before having to pull back for air. In between pants of air, he mumbles something under his breath, a small blush starting to creep up on his face. You grin, before bringing a hand up to his face. "Didn't catch that, babe. Say it one more time." His blush reaches a fever pitch, before he finally squeaks out, "I wanna suck your cock really bad please."

That catches you by surprise, but you try not to let it show on your face as you pull away, unbuckling your belt as you do so. "Do you, uh want to get to the bedroom, or-" You didn't even get to finish your sentence before he was on his knees in front of you, shoving your pants down your legs before finally coming face to face with the last bit of clothing covering your already hard cock. He starts to tug at his own sweatpants as he strokes your clothed dick, feeling it quickly rise and throb for him. "You're so damn hard." He says, finally pulling your underpants down and coming face to face with the whole thing. It nearly slapped him as it sprung back up, his hot breath running along your stiff cock. You could feel every small breath and every little twitch as he admired it. "You've got a… a really nice dick, Sunshine." He said, finally bringing his hand up to your cock, slowly wrapping it around it as he looked up at you. Sebastian gave you one last small smile, before finally wrapping his lips around the head of your cock.

"Fuck, Sebastian…" His tongue glides along your head, as he wastes no time trying to take you deeper into his mouth. Despite what presumably little experience he had, he was giving it to you like a pro. He was sucking along your length, your hands slowly settling themselves into his hair as your body relaxes into his. His tongue was almost masterful as he reached all the sensitive spots along your cock. He looked so cute and pretty down there, his hand slowly pumping on his own dick as he tried his hardest to pleasure you. Your hands hadn't left the hair under his hood, even as you pushed it down to get a better look at his cute little face. "So good for me… such a good boy," you whispered, watching as the hand pumping his cock became just a little bit faster, and the blush on his face became a little bit redder. "Oh, you like that, Sebastian? You like being called a good boy?" He nodded, pulling your cock out of your mouth, saying while still slightly out of breath, "Call me pretty, please." You moaned as his lips wrapped around your cock again, "Such a pretty fucking boy for me." His hand moves away from his cock, covered in pre-cum, as he tries to stave off his own orgasm. He gives the head of your cock one last lick and kiss before pulling off once more. His head lolls to the side, a smug grin on his face as your cock is practically dripping with pre. "You, uh, wanna fuck me Sunshine?"

You don't even answer in an understandable language, only nodding as shallow breaths seep from your mouth like steam on a cold day. Slowly, Sebastian keeps stroking his dick as he stands up and walks to the wall. He leans against it, beckoning towards you. Sebastian watches as you walk towards him, legs almost unsteady as his, and bring yourself into his embrace. You bring your hands down to his waist pulling up one of his legs and bringing it up to make space for you as your cock finally slips past his and pokes up into his ass.

The realization comes to you of the silence of the whole ordeal, excluding some dirty talk. The way you understand each other with so few words. The way you both moan and whimper in each other's arms. And as you kiss him on the lips, and finally push past the last ring of resistance and into his body, you finally feel whole tonight. Your body starts to move slowly against his, your pumps shallow, despite your excitement. "Sebby," you moan, pumping into him again, "I love you." Dispelling some of the lustfulness and finally introducing more love into the experience, he brings you into another, deeper kiss. "Love you too, Sunshine." At that, your body speeds up, your dick sliding in and out of his asshole. You plant your face in his neck and start to bite and lick along his collarbone. You can feel the way his ass gives, meeting little resistance as you finally start to pound into him. The clapping of skin on skin starts to ring across the room like a crowd watching an exhilarating performance, and he finally starts to moan into your ear. "Fuck your good boy… keep fucking me," over and over he repeats it, a divine chant in a holy ritual as you fuck his ass. The rhythm becomes solid, like a drum beat in a slow rock song, you bring yourself into him over and over again. Your words are barely coherent, small utterances of appreciation and love being lost among the grunts and moans, and he is in no better of a condition. His hand launches up to your shoulder as he exclaims, "Fuck, Sunshine, I'm gonna cum!" You bite into his neck, sure to leave a bruise as he cries out in moans and whimpers, his cum launching out in large spurts onto his hoodie as he finally finishes. "Sebastian… cumming…" you barely manage to get out, before unloading into his asshole, your cock slowly softening as you pump rope after rope into his ass.

You would probably guide him, both of you on unsteady legs, to bed later. But right then and there, you sat and held him in your arms. Right then and there, you were his Sunshine.

[modern-gremlin]

Morning Errands | Sebastian SDV — Married Life 🔞

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Pairing: Sebastian (SDV) x afab!reader

Summary: You need Sebastian's help with beginning-of-season errands. If only there was a way you could "wake him up".

Tags: Husband!Sebastian, Smut, established relationship, detailed descriptions of sex, a dash of fluff. NSFW Tags below the cut.

Word Count: 2,900 (I did it, a fic under 5,000 words lol) A/N: Fun Fact — this idea started as a non-SDV related adult animation concept I was in early development of. I unfortunately do not have a lot of time for animating things anymore, so it's definitely more feasible to write it down. PLUS, I just love quickly shooting these stories out — better spat out here than rotting in my brain!!

It was really fun to rewrite it to fit the Stardew Valley world; I think it just gives me so much more to work with. Especially when it comes to writing about the world in detail. (and I get to feed my Sebastian brainworms <33) Hope you enjoy the read xoxo

NSFW Tags: morning sex, foreplay (dry humping), some dirty talk (mostly teasing), oral (male receiving), overstimulation, creampie

"Seb? Seeeeebb, it's 6:40," you say softly with a gentle shake of his arm, "we gotta get going." Still unwilling to move from his comfortable spot on the bed, Sebastian stifles a sleepy groan in response. It's always been hard to wake him up — that's something you knew even before you married him. Working freelance comes with the blessing and curse of setting your own work schedule, which means late night cramming sessions are a normal occurrence. You don't really blame him for wanting to sleep in, but today, he promised to help you with your ever-growing list of morning chores.

You run your fingers through his hair, lightly brushing the dark strands off his cheek with the back of your fingers. He just looks so peaceful when he's asleep; it's really such a shame to wake him up like this. Especially when he wraps his arm around you to cuddle against your thigh. It's almost tempting to sink yourself back into his arms and shut the whole world away under the protection of your shared bed covers. Almost — but you know better than to underestimate your beginning-of-season errands. It doesn't help that you also agreed to host a family dinner with Robin and Demetrius this evening. So much to do, so little time. In hindsight, you wish you planned this all a little better.

With a little more force this time, you try to shake him awake. "Mmph… just a few more minutes…" he mumbles while releasing his arms from your thigh, now lying on his back. At least he's able to get a few words out. That's a good sign, you think to yourself. You head toward your bathroom, hoping that by the time you're done brushing your teeth he'll be sitting upright. Maybe.

A soft, cool breeze enters the small opening of your window as you pass through the hallway. It's remarkable how quickly the seasons change in the valley. From your view in the bathroom, you can catch a glimpse of your summer crops, now reduced to wilted clumps in the soil. You'll definitely need Seb's help with this today. You take a little extra time to brush your teeth and wash your face, trying to buy him time to get up. He's gotta be awake by now, right?

You're not surprised to see him still splayed on the bed, eyes just barely fluttering at the sound of your footsteps entering the room. "Seb, it's almost 7 now. I really need your help," you plead sweetly, hoping the cute tone you've adopted would prompt him to move with more haste. He just smiles and offers a curt, "Mhm," in response, eyes still shut. Wow, he's really out of it, huh? You might need to switch strategies.

If you married Sebastian knowing that he's not exactly a morning person, he should also count on the fact that you're always up for a little bit of mischief — because now, you've got a plan that's basically foolproof. Creeping up to the bed, you slowly plant a knee on each side of his body to gently straddle his lap. With your chest pressed against his, you place kisses on his face. "Sebby, come on" you whisper tenderly into his ear, "you can get up for me, can't you?" He lets out an amused huff out of his nose and wraps an arm around the small of your back. He's definitely more awake now, but perhaps a little more provocation will do the trick.

You kiss along his jaw down to the side of his neck, playing with the collar of his t-shirt with your fingers. His eyes lazily open when you stop, now meeting his gaze from where your cheek rests on his chest. "Morning, sleepyhead. Remember those errands I need help with?" you tease. He lovingly smirks at your remark, placing a hand on your head to gently stroke your hair.

"Mm… what time is it?" he asks in a raspy voice. You answer his question with a light pinch of his cheek,

"Probably seven, by now. We're running a little late, y'know?"

The fact that 7AM is considered late to you is something he's still getting used to. If left to his own devices, he'd absolutely sleep the day away and have his breakfast at 3PM. Yet, he tries his best to slip into your daily schedule because that'd mean he'd get more time to see your face throughout the day, wouldn't it? But you know what they say, old habits die hard, and right now his old habits have him basically glued to the bed.

"What are the chances I can convince you to push these errands to tomorrow?" he asks cheekily.

"Hm… slim to none," you reply. "With the dinner party today and the fair coming up in a few weeks, it's gonna be really tough to–" You notice his eyes droop as you speak. "Seb?" He startles awake at the sudden call of his name.

"M' sorry, babe. Promise I'm not doing it on purpose," Sebastian rubs his eyes and yawns. "It's just... hard to stay awake."

With a smile, you shake your head and sigh, "what am I gonna do with you?"

"Hm…I don't know. What are you going to do with me?" He places his hands onto your back again, looking down at you with a suggestive smirk.

Leaning in closer to his face, just barely grazing your mouth over his, you whisper, "I might have a few ideas."

Placing your hands around his neck, thumbs resting against his jaw, you pull him closer into a deep kiss. He tightens the grip around your waist in response, pulling you closer toward him. God, if he wasn't awake a few minutes ago, he definitely is waking up now. He takes your mouth into his, enveloping your lips entirely and gently brushing them with his tongue. You can feel your pulse quickening as your breasts press firmly against him; an urge slowly building and itching at you from below. Unable to contain yourself, you lower your hips to grind against the thick bulge beneath you. You can't help but smile at how hard he already is; grinning against his tongue.

You pull away to shift your weight onto his clothed cock, gasping at how it rubs against you. "At least one part of you is up," you jeer, rocking slow movements against his length. He muses at your words and brushes his hair away from his face, granting him a better view of your body on top of his.

"Can you blame me?" he smiles, his sleepy eyes scanning your form. Running thumbs underneath the hem of your shirt, he gingerly lifts up the fabric to reveal your bare chest steadily bouncing at the rhythm your clothed pussy rubs against him. "Fuck me," he gasps breathily, "what a way to wake up."

His exasperation makes you laugh, motivating you to grind your hips with more fervour. "I'm glad this is working," you admit, "because we have just– so much– to do…" Your words are broken up with every sway of your hips. He pulls your shirt off your arms as you continuously pleasure yourself with his dick, moaning and creating a wet spot on his boxers. He just watches as you use him, in absolute awe by how your body reacts to his. His head slowly falls backward onto the pillow, closing his eyes to take in the stimulation. Then suddenly, you stop.

His eyes dart open again at your weight being lifted off his lap, ready to pull you back onto him. You move his hands away and lower your face to his lap. "Nuh uh. You gotta wake up," you chastise before pulling down his boxers. He groans breathily when his thick cock springs free, smacking his toned stomach from the speed of your movements. Without warning, you spit on his tip and run your palm against his shaft, causing him to tense at the sudden sensation. For a while, he can only stare at you with furrowed brows and complete admiration.

"I should sleep in more often," he teases while grinning at his own remark. But soon his sly grin is replaced by a strained grit because you wrap your fingers around his fat length, stroking him at an unfair pace. He perches himself up by the elbows, watching you fist his cock from base to tip. "Fuck, baby. You gotta slow down or ill–" You lower yourself to lick his balls, dragging your way up the shaft.

"Can't, Sebby," you say, stopping at the tip. "Can't have you falling asleep on me." Taking his length in your hand, you guide his cock into the warmth of your mouth, swirling your tongue around the head.

He instinctually places his hands on the top of your head as he throws back his own. The bed gently shakes at the bobbing of your head, catching and swallowing his length into your throat. It's all so sudden; so frustratingly sexy that he can hardly take it. With the hand that grips at your hair, he tries to pry you off him — hoping to gain some reprieve. But this only invites you to suck on him with more excitement. It's just too hard to resist when he praises you in his gravelly, morning voice. "Holy fuck, babe. You're too good at tha–" You can feel his cock twitch in your mouth as he pushes you away from him; he must be close.

With a gentle tug of your hair, you give in and pull away. You and Sebastian heave heavily, the latter trying to regain his composure. He's usually the one to make you melt underneath him, so you can't help but marvel at his flustered expression. "You awake now?" you triumph with a mischievous smile. He picks himself up to stare into you; the look in his eyes tell you that you're in for it now.

Releasing his grip, he sits himself upright and leans toward you. "Hm, yeah. I think I am," he says while returning your expression, "turn around."

Without a question, you turn yourself around, resting your chest on the bed while lifting your ass toward him. You wiggle your hips tauntingly in his direction until you're greeted by a firm smack — a small yelp escapes your lips from the impact. "So impatient," he chides while soothing the sting with his palm, "well, you got what you wanted. I'm up." He slaps your ass again before leaning behind you, pressing his chest to your back to whisper into your ear, "unless…there's something else you wanted."

Just the sound of his condescending tone sends shivers down your spine, and he knows it. He hooks a finger by your dripping slit and tugs at your underwear, causing the fabric to bundle tightly against your clit. All semblances of your mischief has disappeared, vanished with his scolding and now you're moaning his name into the covers. You can tell he's enjoying every lewd noise you make, because now he's tugging at your panties harder, trying to elicit a bigger reaction.

"Well, now that I'm awake, let's go over our to-do list, hm?" He releases your underwear, only to slip his cock beneath the fabric and vigorously rub your clit.

"Seb… I can't–" you plead, eager to feel him plunge inside you. He places his hands on your waist, stroking soothing circles with his thumbs against your back.

"Don't worry, baby. You'll get it, after we go through the list. Okay?" he coos.

Stumbling your words in between moans, you begin listing the day's tasks. "W-we… need to clear off the crops…and prepare the fields."

"Mhm," he hums while wetting his tip along your slit. "What's next?"

"Clear off the weeds in front of the b-baaaarn–" You words shake as he teases your entrance with his tip, gliding it to catch your slick. "Then go to Pierre's… to pick up ingredients for tonight." Your legs quiver as he prods your wet cunt, not fully entering.

"Is there…anything else?" Sebastian meaninglessly asks, his own voice getting shaky in anticipation. He doesn't really care what's on the to-do list, not at the moment at least. No doubt he'll have to ask about it later, because all he cares about now is making you beg to be railed.

"We might also need to–" This time, he slowly pushes his cock through your wet folds, slipping himself inch by inch into your cunt until his thighs are flush against you. His size fills you entirely, stopping any words from escaping your mouth.

He lets out a breathy moan as he feels your pussy clench around him, still gritting his teeth to continue, "We might need to what? I didn't… catch the last part." He nearly pulls himself out entirely while waiting for your response.

"We…might need to–" You breathe in heavily while his dick pulses inside you. "Seb, please," you beg in a petulant tone. Your cries are so needy and desperate, but you don't care. There's no pride between you two, only true love and the aching desire to be fucked. Lucky for you, the feeling is mutual. Deciding he's equally impatient, he fucks his full length back into you.

"I think I get the gist," he says with a satisfied smile before plunging himself in and out of your cunt. He so badly wants to praise how well you took his teasing, but he's almost completely breathless. Lost for words at how tight you are, how well your pretty pussy takes him, and utterly smitten by the way you moan his name between thrusts. He wants to pound more of them out of you — a reminder to everyone in town that you've chosen him and he's the one fucking you the way you deserve.

Really, this is just one of the many moments he's reminded just how lucky he is. He feels so lucky that you decided to move to this boring town. So lucky that you stuck around despite his icy exterior, and miraculously lucky that you fell in love with him. Now he gets to wake up beside you everyday, fuck you like no one else can, and navigate life's mundanities with the person he loves. Morning errands be damned; nothing ever feels like a chore now that you're his.

He pounds you harder now — as if he's trying to bury his intentions deep inside you so you can feel his gratitude. Because even all his sly remarks and bullied thrusts are just another way of praising you; another way to tell you he loves you without saying it out loud. Your pussy clenches down on him so tightly, grasping onto his praises like your life depended on it. Ready to cum all over his cock to confirm that you feel the same. But even if your cunt wasn't being obvious, your words certainly were.

"Seb– it feels so. Fucking. Good," you whine in between thrusts. You try to warn him of your impending burst, but the arch of your back signals your orgasm much faster than you can speak. Backing your ass further into him, you accept his length against your cervix until you feel your release. You convulse around him, whispering thank you's under your breath. The only sound reaching his ears are your muffled cries of pleasure and the squeaking of the bed. He fucks you through your orgasm, but even after you come down from the high, he's still not done.

He rails your stimulated pussy over and over again, causing you to reach out your hand behind you to slow him down. "S-sebastian, I just came. Slower, it's so f-fast"

Grabbing your arm by the wrist, he plows deeper into you. "Sorry, baby. Can't," he says breathily, "We got too much to do today, remember?" You turn your head back to look over your shoulder and flash him a blissed-out smile, silently laughing at his twist of your words.

Reaching around to your front, he rubs circles around your puffy clit while he fucks his last few, sloppy blows inside you. "So close, babe. M'so fucking…close" he says with gritted teeth. His movements on your bud stokes the fire within you, threatening to shatter you once again. With one last buck of his hips against yours, he shoots his load deep inside your pussy, filling you to the brim with in white. He groans profanities as he sputters small thrusts into you. The warmth of his semen hitting against you is the last straw, sending you into your second orgasm of the day.

Dropping your wrist from his grip, he leans forward onto your back, pulling out slightly causing his cum to spill out of you. You breathe in unison, heavily and laboured as you try to regain your bearings. Maybe it's been ten minutes or maybe it was an hour, but you both lay beside each other, unbothered by the time that's passing you by.

When you both come down to your senses, your eyes lock onto his and suddenly you're both chuckling at the morning's happenings. With a bright-eyed smile, he takes your palm to rest on his cheek. Placing a kiss on your knuckles, he greets you to start the day.

"Good morning, honey."