Part 2 for Behave, Doll!

Pairing: Dom!Sebastian Stan x Reader

Words: 3.5K

Warnings: Pretty much of a dom Sebastian, mirror play, fingering, edging, Dominant/Submissive dynamics, small plot, dirty talk, heels kink, sex (penetration, oral female receiving), 

Summary: 
Part 2: After the party you and Sebastian go home, and he already figured out how he is going to continue our punishment, before would let himself have what he was craving for hours

Part 1: Not much… You misbehave at a party, Sebastian doesn’t like it, figuring our your punishment quickly.

A/N: Ok, so this come from the post Sebastian liked a couple of days ago. Don’t blame me!

The room
was less and less crowded, as everyone headed home at the end of the party,
just as you did with Sebastian. He was holding you tight around your waist as
you walked to the black car, and he only let you go when the clerks opened the
door for the two of you. The driver greeted you with a small nod and left the
small parking area when the door got closed behind Sebastian.

You enjoyed
the silent minute, the soft touch of the seat on your skin, as it was
particularly hugging your form. You let out a small sigh when your feet finally
could relax in the stilettos you were wearing. You could feel how soaked your
thighs were after Sebastian left you without your panties. You were sure your dress
will leave a patch on the smooth carpet.  He could see your nervous fidgeting. ‘You
cold, baby doll?’ He asked gently, holding your hand tenderly pulling it a bit
closer to himself.

You weren’t
particularly cold, but his small encouraging nod and the promise of the warmth
of his body was too tempting. You slid closer to him easily on the slippery
leather seat. Sebastian slowly traced his fingers on your shoulder, to pull you
even closer in his arms. ‘Here.’ He said and got out of his blazer covering
your thighs with it. ‘I don’t want you to get cold.’ His voice was calm and
even, shooting your nerves endlessly. ‘You have had fun tonight?’ He asked with
voice warm and his tone hasn’t changed a bit while he creeped his fingers up on
your thighs stroking them slowly. You tried to relax in his arms and just enjoy
the warmth radiating trough his black shirt, but he made it harder and harder.

When you
finally found your voice you answered briefly. ‘I did, it was nice.’ You didn’t
want to and couldn’t say anything else because his hand opened your legs a
little as it slid painfully close to your wet inner thighs.

‘Maybe a
bit too much fun, isn’t it?’ He murmured into your hair being sure that your
driver is not hearing a word, when he touched the wet skin of your thighs.

You didn’t
say anything just turned your eyes to him questioningly. What was his plan? Did
he really wanted to do this in the car with another person driving and being so
close to the two of you. He leant down to catch your lips in a sweet kiss for
the first time during the night, making you whimper quietly into the plump
lips. He never deepened the kiss no matter how much you needed it, how much you
tried to pull him closer with placing your hand onto his neck. He never gave
you what you wanted. You could feel him grin when he reached your soaked core
and brushed his fingertips to your sensitive folds. ‘Seb.’ You cried into the
soft lips, but he kept them there, kissing you oh, so slowly and gently, until
his skilful hand parted your folds, drawing agonizing circles onto your pussy.
‘Please, stop.’ You asked but every strength to fight him have already left you
body. Sebastian pulled back a bit looking you into the eye, letting you to see
his desire, his need for you, that if he could have done he would have had you
than and there, letting you ride him until you come undone on his painfully
hard cock.

‘You need
to learn your lesson, doll.’ He whispered before pressing his lip to you again
to muffle the sound you made when the brushed his finger against your clit
which he was avoiding on purpose until now. Your desperate cry made his cock
twitch in his pants his body desperately claiming his pleasure, but no, he had
to hold it back a bit longer. After that one little touch he went back to
teasing, rubbing the pads of his fingers to your folds and teasing your
entrance, humming contently when he could feel you getting more soaked, your
slick flooding his fingers. ‘Fuck, doll. You are so fucking wet. You need it
bad, don’t you?’ He murmured into your swollen lips but before you could have
answered, the driver slowed the car and he pulled back his hand leaving you
desperate and unsatisfied again.

You
couldn’t not look at him as he slowly lifted his fingers to his mouth and
sucked them clean. He finished just in the right moment before the driver
opened the door, and Sebastian helped you out of the car, thanking to the middle-aged
mad politely and wishing him good night, as he held you to his side supportively.
You breathed out a thank you somehow, before Sebastian escorted you into the
huge hall and pushed the button of the elevator.

‘He could
have caught us, Seb, you know that?’ You asked you boyfriend tiredly, who was
way too adventurous sometimes.

‘But he
didn’t.’ He grinned as a kid at Christmas, entering the elevator. You looked at
him expecting to use the few seconds and do something naughty again, but it
never happened. He closed his arms around you, kissing you lovingly. ‘Tell me
if it is too much or if you don’t want it tonight.’ He whispered looking at you
and his blue eyes were so sincere, so adoring and a bit worried.

‘It is none
of it, Seb.’ You smiled softly, as you immediately felt warm by the way he was
worried and caring for you. ‘I am exhausted, because you made me exhausted,
because you did that to me in the club, and I am dying to feel you since then.’

‘Don’t
worry, doll, we will get there.’ He promised, as his keys made a little noise
when he opened the door. ‘But first I want you to remember your safe words.’ He
let a few second to you to think, but when you remained quiet, you could feel
the change in him. ‘Strip.’ His voice was deep again, just like in the club,
making you obey immediately. He left you in the living room, as you got rid of
the dress you were wearing and he bra, standing in nothing more than you
stilettos, just as he asked you before.

‘Fuck.’ His
voice come out as a moan when he appeared in the door of your bedroom, his
darkened gaze glued to your body. He walked to you in the living room, taking
his time to take in your naked form, your curves, your legs and the shoes. You
saw the battle with his own mind between leaving all his plans and just fuck
you until you pass out right there or teasing and torturing you as he planned
until you can’t take it and you beg for him. ‘You are so perfect, doll!’ He
purred, and his slender fingers slid onto you shoulders, turning you a bit
until you faced the full body mirror on the wall and the small mirror on the
counter, you usually used to do your makeup, but it was now at the level of
your hips. Fuck. Sebastian was still fully dressed as he stood behind you,
capturing your gaze in the mirror.  

His sinful
lips started their journey under your ear, leaving you trembling as he kissed down
until your shoulder, nibbling on the sensitive skin at the spots he knew you
loved the most. ‘You smell so fucking good!’ He mumbled into your skin as he
changed sides and sucked a dark mark onto your shoulder. ‘You feel so fucking
good under my fingers, doll!’ He breathed and you could see the white of his
teeth as he bit your neck, sucking the skin into his mouth to create another
love bite.

His hands
were roaming on your body caressing your breasts, kneading them, pinching and rolling
your hardened nipples between his fingers, earning a loud moan from you. ‘And
you make all these pretty noises, God, I wish I could burry my cock into your
soaked little cunt, doll, right now.’ You cried out and your head fall onto his
shoulder, eyes shut close panting and trembling in his arms.

He kissed
your forehead and it was a pure act of love which he never could resist, no
matter how deep you were into this game.

‘Open your
eyes.’ He commanded. ‘I want you to watch what I am doing to you. I want you to
watch all your reactions, I want you to watch yourself as you fall apart under
my hands.’ He breathed onto your skin and pinched your nipples one more time.

He made you
open your legs, and as you followed the path of his hands you, surprised by how
perfect the view was in the small mirror to your glistering pussy. It was
impossible not to watch as his fingers parted your folds and run down to your
entrance.

‘Sebastian.’

The dark
chuckle next to your ears promised nothing good. He formed a V with his fingers
and he massaged your folds, up and down like that, avoiding your aching clit
again. You were trembling in seconds, hands trying to get a hold of his body to
keep yourself on your imbalanced legs. Now, he used his left hand to part your
pussy lips and the right to circle around your clit than guiding his fingers
down to your entrance, teasing it so slowly, you could have cried.

‘Please.’
You whispered in need, your eyes following his movement. It was something
extremely hot, watching him playing with you, touching you in the dirtiest
ways, making you growing even wetter with every second. It turned you on like
nothing else before, and he knew it. He was studying your face in the mirror as
you watched yourself getting touched and teased, and God, he needed every inch
of his patience to restrain himself from ruining you.

His finger
was circling around your entrance making your pussy desperately clench around
nothing. ‘You want something inside of you?’

The frantic
nod and whimper you made was quite convincing, but not enough. ‘Tell me, doll,
you want to feel my fingers to slide into this needy pussy?’

‘Yes.’ You
cried, and in that moment, he slid one finger into you. Well, the first inch of
his finger. You rocked your hips to his finger to feel more, but he pulled out
and went back now directly circling your clit. The air was filled with your
needy cries and breathes moans as his skilful fingers made a quick job and
brought you to the edge in minutes. You tried to keep your eyes opened because,
it was insanely hot what he was doing to you, but your pleasure took over, and
your head fall onto his shoulder again.

His fingers
stopped.

They only
started moving again when you forced your eyes open looking into the full body
mirror, looking him in the eye. You were weak in that moment completely at his
mercy and it took you to the edge again. ‘Please, let me come.’ You cried out,
barely being able to stand on the stilettos even if you were holding onto him,
and his arms were around you. Your legs were shaking.

‘Promise
me, that you are going to be good next time.’

‘I
promise.’ The sound you made was nothing like yours, it was filled with desire
and begging.

‘Now, try
it again like you mean it.’ Sebastian whispered into your ear and his fingers
slid into your pulsing, aching core, pressing on your g-spot with every
movement.

‘I won’t, I
promise, I won’t.’ You forced it out as you looked him in the eye and you saw
the blue gaze soften for a second before he made you reach the edge again, and
now he didn’t stop. ‘Come for me, doll.’ He moaned the words into your ear.
Pumping his fingers fast and hard into you and pressing the heel of his palm to
your clit, stroking it with every movement, and you come, hard. Your body was
shaking and you couldn’t keep your eyes open, you let your pleasure to consume
you, to wash over you and Sebastian stroked you through it, only slowing his
movements when you become oversensitive. ‘Come for me again. I know you can.’
He groaned as he instinctively rocked his hips, to finally get some friction through
the thick fabric of his pants. He changed his movements and they were only
massaging your swollen sweet spot. His motions were slower but he applied just
a bit more pressure to make you lose it again. You felt your pleasure building
up again, deep in your belly, leaving you breathless. One hand travelled up to
your chest, groping your breasts and circling your nipples until his left hand
started working faster, guiding you to your orgasm again. ‘I need you to soak
my hand one more time, before I’d let you feel me.’ He was panting and so
aroused, you could hear it in his voice he barely could keep it together.

You were rocking
your hips against his hand as you felt your release approaching. It was fast
and heavy. ‘I can feel you being there, I can feel you clenching around my
fingers, doll. Does it feel good?’ He asked but you were out of words. You
moaned and cried as you got to the edge and felt yourself tighten around his
fingers, before your orgasm hit you. As you come hard and deep, you couldn’t
hear anything but your own blood rushing in your ears and your own relieved
cries. Only when you come down from your highs you could hear Sebastian cursing
and you could feel your thighs being soaked.

‘Fuck.’ When
you opened your eyes the mirror and the floor was soaked too, little pools and drops
of your arousal coating them. ‘Did I…?’ You asked in disbelief and Sebastian
nodded.

There was a
second of pause, a second while your hazy, blissed gaze met with his lustful
one.

Than he seemingly
threw all of his plans out of the window. He made you turn around and help him
getting out of his messy clothes, kissing you hungrily, biting and sucking onto
your lips, until they were red and tingling from his stubble, but you couldn’t
care less. You craved his lips more than ever and you couldn’t get enough. He
made you turn a bit, so you could still see what he was doing to you in the
mirror. He was standing in front of you, holding you tight, as he lift your
right leg, so when you looked to the side you could see him teasing your
entrance with the tip of his cock. It was hot and moisture with his precum,
pulsing against your aching core. ‘Look at it, doll. Fuck, look how easily you
can take my cock.’ He breathlessly whispered into your ear while with one
smooth movement he slid inside of you. You eyes widened and mouth opened to a
silent scream to the sight and the feeling of his heavy, thick length inside of
you.

The previous
two orgasms made you wet and opened up enough, so he didn’t need to wait until
you got used to his size in your tight cunt. He was thrusting into you hard and
deep, letting you cling onto his body, while his hands were holding you by your
ass, fingers leaving a mark on your skin. You rested your head on his shoulder
but kept watching the scene in the mirror. His cock was glistering when he
pulled out and you moaned with pleasure when he pushed it back and bottomed out
again and again. The shoes what you were wearing did no help while you tried to
gain some leverage against his thrusts and you almost slipped out of his hands.

‘We should
get on the floor.’ Sebastian looked at you and nodded in agreement. You were on
the soft carpet in front of his couch in a second on your all fours. A small scream
escaped your mouth when he grabbed your waist and turned you to your back,
lifting your legs onto his shoulder as he was inside of you again.

His peace
was brutal, kissing and biting your ankles occasionally, but mostly he slammed
his hips into you with all his restrained desire during the whole night, during
his game with the mirror, and fuck while he had to watch you squirt all over on
his hand and everything else.

‘I am so
close. Are you?’ He groaned feeling his balls getting tighter with every thrust
as they hit your ass repeatedly. They were heavy and his cock was hard in your
soft pussy, twitching with need.

‘Yes,
please can I touch myself?’ You were desperately fisting the carpet under you
until he gave you the permission. Your hands found your clit in a second,
stroking it hard before clenching around him, feeling yourself being full and
falling over the edge. You arched your back screaming his name as you felt the
hot gush of water soaking his crotch and the base of his cock, and you come
squirting again, your body shaking and before it was finished you felt a fourth
one approaching.

Sebastian
come in the moment he felt you soaking his base, slamming his hips deep and
hard into you as his warm, thick seed coated your walls, your next orgasm
milking him dry.

He fell
onto you letting your legs slide down on his shoulders, collapsing onto your slightly
trembling figure. Your eyes were closed, hands going into his soft curls
instinctively, pulling him close, breathing in his scent as you placed tired,
loving kisses onto his neck. ‘I love you.’ You whispered and earned a gentle
kiss on your shoulder.

‘I love you
too.’ He sighed, lifting himself onto his elbows to look you in the eye. ‘If I
knew this mirror thing has this effect on you, I would have done it long ago.’
He laughed and kissed you sweetly. ‘We need to clean a bit and take the carpet
to the cleaner, because you soaked it like hell, doll. But it was the hottest
thing. God, I want you to do it again every time.’ He was clearly very excited
about it, but you were ridiculously tired to encourage him to try and bring you
there again.

‘We can try
later, but not now, Seba.’ You warned him with a tired grin. ‘You completely wore
me out.’ You huffed.

‘Alright,
tomorrow than.’ He laughed and pulled out slowly scooping you up in his arms to
carry you to the bathroom.

You had a
slow and nice shower with him, letting him caress all the marks on your skin he
left during the night. He dropped onto his knees kissing the red and purple marks
on your thighs and hips. His lips gazing over your core before his tongue
licked a long strip from your entrance to your clit. Your hands went into the
wet locks as he started to eat you out gently. Sucking and lapping at your ruined
folds, caressing your sore entrance with his tongue, until you come undone once
again that night, him sucking you through your orgasm. It was soft and slow and
his wet mouth felt like nothing else on your ruined pussy. He got up holding
you tight and you knew you would let him have you again if he wanted to, but it
never happened. He stopped the water, covered you in your towel and dryed your
delicate skin.

He put you
to the bed, placing a big glass of water next to your side. You needed to stay hydrated
after everything he did to you.

‘Good night,
doll. Have some rest, you did really good today. I am proud of you.’ He kissed
your forehead.

You hummed
happily, spreading your palm across his chest, feeling him a close as possible.
‘Thank you. I think I take the day off tomorrow.’ You mumbled. ‘A day off from
sex.’ You added making both of you laugh.

‘Understood.’
Seb laughed pulling the covers onto your shoulders letting your even breathing
and fruity scent calm his nerves and lulled him into sleep too.

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