Címke: sebastian stan x reader

Unloved – Aftercare

Part 1

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Word count: 3,5K

Warnings: Fluff, fluff and more fluff. Also Sad!reader. Subdrop, mentions of BDSM relationship (nothing explicit), mentions of dom!Sebastian and sub!reader, also smut (sweet and vanilla this time)

Summary: You are experiencing your first ever subdrop and Sebastian does everything he can to make you feel better. It’s a lot of fluff and cuddling.

A/N: Okay, so I usually write stories about some light or not that light BDSM dynamics and relationships, but they never really go through the full extent of of a relationship like this. So, this is gonna be a mini series/story with a sequel, which tries to go beyond the smut bit of these relationships.

It was
almost eleven when you woke up, already feeling a bit better. Sebastian was
still sleeping next to you. You didn’t want to wake him, but you had to, most
probably he needed to go home.

Your little
movements eventually woke him up and he was just gorgeous as a sleepy, happy
smile found it’s way to his lips and his clouded eyes fall onto you.

‘Hey,
beautiful!’ His voice was deep and raspy from his sleep, and it just made him
even more gorgeous. ‘Where are you going?’ He asked and pulled you close into a
gentle kiss.

‘It’s
eleven, Seb, I guess you have to go, right?’ The pain in your voice was obvious
and it made him worry again.

‘Only if
you want me to. It’s Saturday tomorrow, so if you want it, I’m happy to stay.’ The
relieved look on your face was obvious and he couldn’t help but smile a little.
The answer only come as feverish nodding from you and a happy squeal. ‘So, how
about a nice hot shower before bed?’

‘Together?’
Your voice was a bit unsure, it’s not like you didn’t want to, you just weren’t
sure about it right now.

‘I’m gonna
brush my teeth until you finish, okay? Than we change. You don’t need to be
alone, but I don’t want you to get tempted too much. Let’s focus on you getting
better first.’ Sebastian pulled you close once again and you quietly thanked to
the starts that he was such a kind and loving human being.

He helped
you to walk to your room in the huge wrap of blanket and collect your PJs and a
shirt and clean boxers for himself.

You were
already under the hot water when he entered to the bathroom to brush his teeth.
The hot water washing over your body brought you even more relief.

‘Did it
feel good?’ Sebastian asked quietly as he gently dried the las drops of water
from your neck and shoulders.

‘Yes, it
was refreshing.’ You grinned for the first time during the night. You loved
when he finished to dry you up, somehow it was always so gentle, he brushed the
towel to your skin with so much concentration and care. It was really intimate.

After you
got dressed he got into the shower, and before you could have finished brushing
your teeth he reminded you to bring some lotion to the bedroom, so he can rub
your sore muscles a little.

‘Come on,
doll, we should get to bed.’ He peppered the top of your head with soft kisses as
he finished drying himself with the towel and escorted you to back to the
bedroom. He made sure that the lights were dim, and the bed was made before.

You got
comfortable on your pillow and let him rub the sentenced lotion into your skin hoping
that the muscles under your skin would regenerate easier this way. You were
half asleep when he was done.

The room
was dark, and you couldn’t resist to cuddle him immediately as you felt the bed
dipping behind you. He pulled your shirt up until your breast, so your bare
skin was pressed against his bare side, and your arm was resting on his flat,
naked stomach, gaining as much skin to skin contact as possible without risking
of you feeling cold.

‘Thank you,
for being here!’ You breathed into a good night kiss. You were laying on his
chest for a while, only moved before you would fall asleep. He couldn’t sleep
cuddling, you knew it, and it wasn’t something you could maintain for eight
hours either. Despite all of this you could feel him staying close to you, resting
his hand on your wrist. You needed this contact even during sleeping, Sebastian
knew this, and it was just fine.

It was a
rare occasion that you actually slept together, because many times your scenes
took place some time during the day, and it was just natural to leave his or
your place. So, it usually happened when you were together at night. After any
scene this closeness, and reassurance was much needed. The names he called you
and the things he said or did felt right during a scene but thinking about it
later often made his question that whether you still love and accept him
despite those things. While for you, who submitted to him over and over needed
his love, to be there with you when you were at your mot vulnerable after the
scenes. You told him your most intense and hidden fantasies, opened up about
things that made you blush even if you just thought about it.

Sleeping
next to him made you feel safe and gave you enough time to feel like yourself
again after being his sub. For him it was just amazing to hold you, to hear how
good he made you feel, how safe you felt with him and despite of being a
beginner in all this you loved his as your dom. The body to body contact felt
amazing, because sometimes your scenes didn’t involve much of that. Sometimes
he was wearing gloves during the whole time, or touched you only with toys, and
your hands were restrained giving you no opportunity to touch him at all. It
was odd. Before starting those plays you could have never imagined a scene
without it ending in rough fucking, but it has happened very often. Eventually you
discovered this kind of sex and intimacy does not necessarily includes actual
sex at the end, at least for the two of you. He usually come and you did when
he let you to, sometimes more than once, sometimes not even once in a week,
sometimes only with toys and sometimes by getting fucked hard and deep. It was
all depending on the things you have agreed on before.

You also
discovered that it involved a lot more talking than vanilla sex, mostly when
you were blindfolded. There was never an exact choreography, so he always
explained his next move to make you feel safe and give you the opportunity to
safeword if it was not okay. These things all added up together when you were
just cuddling for long minutes after a session, or when you happened to sleep
together. You slept close to each other and it felt wonderful.

In the
morning Sebastian woke up first, you were laying on your side, your breathing
slow and even and he had no intentions of waking you up. You needed a lot of rest
now. He moved closer, slipping under your blanket, his arm holing you close as
he let you lean to his chest with an unconscious, content moan. His lips moved
upwards, for the cute sound you just made. It didn’t take much time for him to
fall back asleep, holing you in his arms securely.

A few hours
later you woke up, immediately registering the intense warmth behind you and
the heavy arm on your hips. A content smile found your lips as you pulled
Sebastian’s hand to your lips to pepper it with soft kisses.

‘Mornin’,
doll!’ His sleepy voice come out ragged and deep, right behind your ear.

‘Hey,
handsome!’ You greeted him with a tired chuckle and pushed your body back a
little to be pressed against him fully. It was comforting and you couldn’t get
enough of the way his firm chest pressed against your back and his thighs
supported yours, even if this time his crotch was thoughtfully angled away from
you. His hand gripped your waist when you wanted to push your ass back a little
to feel him.  

He mumbled
something before actually speaking to you. ‘Easy, sweetheart! We just woke up!’
He soothed you.

‘I think I
am pretty familiar with that part of you too, so what is this sudden modesty?’
You asked pouting, and turning to face him.

He took his
moment to take in your sleepy figures and hide it somewhere deep in his mind
for the harder times. ‘How are you feeling?’ He asked, and it was somewhat
answer for your question.

‘I am
better.’ You started to evaluate your conditions. ‘I am not mad at you
anymore.’ You grinned. ‘However, I still feel a bit low, but nothing like
yesterday.’

‘Good.’ The
soft kiss caught you by surprise but you didn’t mind. ‘I still think we
shouldn’t rush things now.’ He added with a squint, as you actively tried to push
your thigh between his.

‘What is a
better way of making me feel better than a nice orgasm?’ You asked innocently
biting your lip.

‘First of
all, I thought we agreed on that I decide on when you can come and I really
don’t think that it would be the right time for a scene.’ He explained as one
of his hands slid onto your face, caressing your soft skin gently.

You didn’t
answer just kissed him slowly. First it was sleepy and lips only than you
flicked his bottom lip with your tongue, before sucking it between yours,
making him instinctly deepen the kiss. Your hands were in his soft, brown hair
tugging it gently, and his were on your hips turning you on your back when your
quiet whimper made him break the kiss.

‘I thought
we agreed on that this would be only BDSM and no vanilla sex.’ He questioned
you whispering, but at the same time you could feel his weight on you. His lips
returned to cover your neck with sweet kisses, making you close your eyes as
your body once freely could react to his ministrations. Your thighs opened
around his thin hips and your hands tried to feel as much of him you they
could. They were in his hair, stroking his neck, arms and back, because, this
was the very first time in two months that you could touch him in any way you
wanted.

‘I just
want you.’

‘That’s
very dangerous, doll.’ His words were in sharp contrast with his acts, as he
sucked a light red mark on your neck and his erection was hot against your
thigh.

‘It doesn’t
seem like you don’t want it.’ You tried to come back at him, but your weak cry
took the edge of your voice as he bit that one point between your neck and
shoulders. ‘Seb.’

‘There is a
reason why it is on the off-limits list, I guess.’ He returned to your lips for
a searing kiss, gently rocking his hips into you.

‘Please, I
want you, I need to feel you, without the restrains, just you, please.’ You
pleaded, lips leaving glistering trails on his light skin, both of you
breathing heavily, your bodies pressed closer together than ever before.

‘This
sounds pretty promising, doll, but I am not sure I can go on full vanilla with
you after this two months.’ The answer died on your lips as he slid his hand
under your shirt, to caress the underside of your breast with his fingertips.

‘Just don’t
think.’ You giggled, because it sounded ridiculous.

‘That’s a
terrible idea.’ Sebastian snorted and bit your neck again to silence you. ‘I
have some new rules.’ He purred into your ear, as he sat up pulling you with
him, making you sit on his thighs. ‘You will use your safe words, if it gets
anything but vanilla, and I want you to enjoy this, in a way to come any time
you are there, no need to ask for permission. I just- Fuck, I just want to make
you come without thinking too much about it.’ He pulled your shirt through your
head and you did the same with his. Two sets of hands roaming on each other’s
bodies, like this was the first time you were touching the other one.

‘I think I
can do that.’ You grinned again, nails lightly scratching his abs as your lips
find their way to his again. Sebastian’s hands were holding you securely, as he
laid you back to the bed, pulling down your PJ pants. His grey eyes were dark
by desire as he looked over you. Fuck. He has never actually looked at you like
this. You were usually restrained, often wearing something, some ropes were
around you at least. You were gorgeous, those pretty eyes clouded by desire,
your cheeks flushed and lips pink. This was
dangerous.

Sebastian’s
weight returned to you pulling a satisfied moan from your lips. ‘I want you on
top all the way.’ Your whisper was mixed with your moans as his hot mouth caressed
your breasts, carefully sucking a nipple between his lips. The way your fingers
was curling in his hair, how your back arched when he switched was
intoxicating. Now he was twisting the other nipple between his fingers and
sucking onto the other one. You were vocal, he knew it, but fuck listening to
you as you were free to do anything you pleased was something different.

Your hands
pushed down his boxers until you could, before he helped you to remove them
completely. You licked your lips as you looked at him freely for a second. He
was strongly built, his muscles tense under his flawless skin and his cock hard
and heavy between his legs. It was so, so long ago you actually wanted a person,
one person, but now you wanted him like your life was depending on it.

Your
blankets were long ago on the floor, the pillows messy around the bed as the
two of you were in a rush for feeling each other as fast as possible.
Sebastian’s skin was even hotter than before, only to leave you longing for him
even more. His steel blue eyes looking at you like he was asking for your
consent, to make sure you haven’t changed your mind. The answer come as a
heated kiss, making him moan quietly into your lips.

Your legs
were pulled up around his hips already as he leaned onto his elbows and grinded
into your heat. He broke the kiss with a light ‘fuck’ to rest his forehead on
yours as he was rocking his hips, the hot tip of his cock brushing against your
clit every time. ‘So, fucking wet, doll, every single time. I love it.’ He
purred into your ears, keeping up with his motions.

When his
whole shaft was coated in your slick he carefully pushed himself to your
entrance. He wanted to say something, anything, but his mind was numb only
registering your soft curves under his body, as you trembled with anticipation,
your hips rocking into his subconsciously.

He was
inside of you with one solid motion, your walls tight and hot around him. He
opened his eyes to look at you to remember your face in utter pleasure as he
bottomed out. Your hands were gripping his back, his shoulders, his everything
as he started to move, with slow deep thrusts.

‘Feeling
good?’ He panted breathlessly into your neck.

‘God, yes.’
Your legs were wrapped around his hips as you clung to him, your lips chasing
his for a hot kiss.

His pace
got faster, and he lifted your legs a bit to pull your butt higher, changing
his angle a bit. Oh, yes. Like this, his cock head was rubbing against that one
spot inside of you. Your eyes opened wide as his name fall from your lips in almost
surprise. Your back arched and he felt you pulsing around him. You were so
close, he knew these mewls and cries too well, and he had no intentions to slow
down or stop to prevent your climax.

He barely
could hold on for a few more seconds after you come your whole body arching and
shuddering, walls pulsing round his painfully sensitive cock, his name like a
mantra on your lips, and it pushed him over. He come so hard his hips lost
their rhythm for a moment before he was rocking into you deep and hard again,
his warm cum spilling deep inside of you. The sweet moans, you have never
really heard before sending new waves of pleasure through your body, prolonging
your own climax.

Sebastian
was breathing heavily, his skin was glistering with a thin sheet of sweat as he
collapsed onto you. It took a few seconds until you could open your eyes to
look up to the most beautiful sight above you. Sebastian’s blissful smile was
still on his lips, his blue eyes hazy from his previous orgasm. He was the
prettiest sight you have ever seen.

‘I love
you.’ You blurred out pulling him onto you with a tender kiss.

‘I-I know.’
He answered still kissing you. ‘I love you too.’ He laughed and kissed you
again, with all his love and care for you, his lips soft against yours,
caressing you gently. ‘I thought you didn’t. I was afraid it was only me, and
if we make love, I’d have been so screwed, doll. I could have lived with being
your friend and your dom, but not this.’ The words were pouring from Sebastian
and he pulled you into his arms, kissing you gently. ‘That’s why I said it’s
dangerous.’ He laughed a bit.

‘I know.’
You reassured him quickly. ‘It’s not just you. I realized it a few weeks ago
only, but I didn’t know how to talk about it. So I was hoping that you feel the
same and like this maybe I can tell you easier.’ While you were speaking
Sebastian pulled out and picked up one of the covers from the ground. ‘I didn’t
mean to just spill it out, like this, but I couldn’t help it. I love you so
much.’ You curled up around him happily.

‘I love you
too, doll. And I have some good news for you.’ He looked down to you with a
smug grin. ‘We are into the same kinky shit, doll.’

You
laughed, laughed so hard, because he was right and he also seemed so serious,
you actually thought it was something serious.

‘Oh, you
gotta be punished for that.’ He joked pressing his lips to your in a passionate
kiss to silence you. ‘Later.’ He added. ‘First, breakfast.’

‘You are
horrible.’ You growled and rolled out of the bed.

‘You didn’t
say this a few minutes ago. As I could tell you thought I was pretty awesome.’
He chased you into the kitchen.

‘Oh, my
god! Clothes, Seb, clothes! My neighbours don’t need this on a Saturday
morning.’ You pushed him back to the room.

‘It’s the
highest floor, no one can see us, Miss Also Naked!’ His arms got wrapped around
your waist and pulled you into a happy kiss.

‘Please
promise that you will tell me if you ever feel down again. Call me immediately!
I’ll leave some clothes here, so I can sleep with you any time you need me.’
His tone changed to serious for a second and you promised. ‘Maybe I’ll stay
more often than after one scenes, you know, that now you are my girlfriend.’
His light blue eyes were sparkling with happiness, and he couldn’t keep his
hands and mouth off of you not even for a second.

‘So, I am
your girlfriend now?’ You asked with your hands on your hips, laughing.

‘Only if
you agree.’ He looked you in the eye, waiting for your answer.

‘I’d love
to be your girlfriend.’ You laughed until he muffled the sound with his lips.

The
breakfast turned into a late brunch as you found your way back to your bedroom,
Sebastian showing you just how happy he was, making sweet love to you again.

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@angryschnauzer, @hellomissmabel, @akamaiden, @ruinerofcheese, @learisa

Unloved

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Word count: 2,7K

Warnings: Fluff, fluff and more fluff. Also Sad!reader. Subdrop, mentions of BDSM relationship (nothing explicit), mentions of dom!Sebastian and sub!reader.

Summary: You are experiencing your first ever subdrop and Sebastian does everything he can to make you feel better. It’s a lot of fluff and cuddling. 

A/N: Okay, so I usually write stories about some light or not that light BDSM dynamics and relationships, but they never really go through the full extent of of a relationship like this. So, this is gonna be a mini series/story with a sequel, which tries to go beyond the smut bit of these relationships. 

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You were at
grocery shopping when it hit you. The extreme sadness and depression suddenly
flooding your body, making you feel lonely and you just wanted to cry.

Fighting
your tears you went through the aisles collecting everything you needed at
home. You pulled your phone out of your pocket as started to write a text. Your
extreme sadness was mixed with anger for no reason, but you couldn’t not feel
it. You were so, so mad, you’d want to slap the door into his face next time.

‘I hate you, please never call again.’ You sent the text and rushed to the
cashiers.

‘I have
told you, leave me alone!’ The poor old lady jumped next to you as you yelled
into the phone and walked out of the store. ‘This is all your fault!’

‘What’s
wrong, doll? What happened?’ Your friend, Sebastian was clearly worried and
confused about your sudden change in the moods. To be honest you didn’t
understand it either, but you felt like he betrayed you, he left you alone and you
were just mad at him beyond reason.

These exact
words were falling from your lips and there was a few minutes of silence after
that. ‘Please, sweetheart, let me go and get you. I… It is normal that you feel
this way. Please let me be there for you. Do you need me to get you anything?’
He asked calmly, like someone who was understanding what was going on. Even you
didn’t understand it.

‘No, I just
did the stupid groceries. Alone!’ The last word was mixed with the smash of the
trunk. ‘I’ll be home in ten.’

‘Alright, just
drive carefully.’ He sighed. ‘Doll, promise me!’

‘Oh, God, I
do! I am just sad, and so mad at you, I’ll not hurt myself.’ The relieved sound
from the other end of the phone somewhat calmed your nerves and you hang up the
phone. God, what the hell? Where did this all come from?

You were
home before you could notice. Not really caring about the things which should have
gone into the fridge, you drop the bags unceremoniously next to the door,
kicking your shoes off, heading to your room. The way you were pulling your
clothing of off your body made you remember the way Sebastian undressed you in
a hurried way yesterday. The huge mirror next to your bed made you feel even
more miserable, you couldn’t bare to look at yourself. You hated yourself and
Sebastian too. Mindlessly reaching out for something comfortable you find
yourself dressed in no panties, some cotton pants and his shirt. It was black
and way to big for you, but it smelled like him, and it seemed to comfort your soul
a little. Going with only the standing lamp next to your couch you turned on
your Netflix and curled up on the comfy cushions.  

In a few
minutes you could hear your door bell ringing for a second before the lock got open,
and you could hear Sebastian’s worried hello, from the hall.

‘God, you
are here.’ He was a lot less concerned now, but you didn’t answer. Why were you
even mad at him? You didn’t know. ‘Can I sit?’ He asked carefully and waited
until you noded. During his ministrations he picked up your favourite blanket
from the couch and covered you with it. It was white and grey and extremely
fluffy, and it made you feel better a slightly bit. ‘How are you?’

‘I am sad,
I feel like there is no happiness inside of me anymore.’ You cried and switched
sides, so you were snuggling close to him. Sebastian was immediately holding
you close to himself.

‘That’s
normal, doll. It’s okay to feel like this. I was actually surprised it have
never happened before.’ He explained and his hands were running up and down on
your back to comfort you.

‘I have
been sad before.’

‘Yes,
sure.’ He agreed quietly. ‘But you have never experienced a subdrop before. At
least not until this extent.’

‘A
subdrop?’ The confused look on your face made him smile a little and he pulled
you closer.

There was a
minute of silence until the gathered his thoughts on how to explain it to you.
‘Yes, it is a thing. I looked it up, when we started your sessions.’ Oh, right
because Sebastian was not only your friend he was also your dom. It was
something you started like two months ago. You both agreed to extend your
friendship and explore some things regarding to your sexual fantasies. You have
always felt quite submissive and he happily agreed to be your dom during your
BDSM sessions. He have had some experience too, but nothing more than light
spanking and using hands cuffs, so he did his own research before you could
have agreed on your terms.

‘It’s like
ultimate sadness for subs?’ Your question and the tone of it made his heart
ache a little. You still felt like it was something dark, shady, impure thing
to do.

‘No. It is
a chemical reaction in your brain. When we are having our sessions, you can get
really high, I mean high like high on your hormones. The subdrop happens when
you have drained all of your happy hormones from your body after a very
intensive session.’ Sebastian’s voice was calm and serious, making you focus on
what he was saying immediately. ‘You have several hormones, which are… well
let’s just call them happy hormones, okay? It’s gonna be a lot easier to explain.
So, these natural chemicals are part of the fight or flight response, which are
producing morphine-like chemicals in your body, to increase your pain tolerance
as our sessions become more intense. These hormones will and do put you into
subspace, which is amazing, but your body can’t make infinite amount of it.
While you feel supper happy and get high on them during our sessions, you have
a limited amount of them. You can’t make more than you’d normally do, and as
you have binged on them very very hard yesterday, most likely you have used
them all, or well, most of them. That’s when a subdrop happens.’

The amazed
yet confused look you gave him earns you a small kiss on the forehead. You sigh
contently. You missed him, his closeness and how much he cares for you.

‘So, right
now, I can understand if you feel unloved or abandoned or angry at me. I can
accept that. But you have to know that this feeling will go and you will feel
okay again very soon.’ He reassured you and rested his head on your forehead as
you burried your face into his neck, inhaling deeply.

‘I do feel
like this. I woke up extremely tired, and the thing you didn’t stay the night
wasn’t much of a help at the first place. I feel a bit sore and my skin is
still burning. There are bruises on my ankles because of the ropes.’ This
confession come out of nothing and you immediately wanted to take it back, but
it was too late.

‘Do you
need any medicine?’ Sebastian asked carefully.

‘No, it’s
not that bad. I just feel very tired, like I have run a Marathon.’ You moved
your hands a little so you could close them around his torso, pulling him
incredibly close. You stayed like this for a few seconds until your stomach
loudly reminded you that you haven’t had any dinner yet.

‘Come on,
let’s get to the kitchen, I brought you some chocolate ice cream and your
favourite sentenced candles, also some fluffy socks.’ He laughed as you tried
to hid your embarrassed, flushed cheeks.

You didn’t
need to move, he wrapped the blanket around you and picked you up bridal style.
Thank good he was working out that much. He carried you to the kitchen, gently
placing you on one of the chairs, letting you pull him into a long, silent hug.
His hands were holding you for a second more before he turned to your kitchen
counter and picked some bowls and spoons for the ice cream. He walked to the
hall bringing in your groceries too.

‘Would you
like to talk about it more?’ He asked as he opened your fridge and placed
everything onto the shelves.

‘No… Well,
maybe.’ You hesitated for a second, because your brain screamed at you that you
were currently mad at this very man in front of you, but you silenced it. ‘Do
you think it have happened because it was too intense yesterday?’

Sebastian
quietly placed the last items into your cupboard before turning to you. ‘Yes,
definitely. I was actually quite worried during the whole session, that’s why I
kept asking you about the safe words, but as you always went with green, I kept
going.’ The loud crack of the ice cream box made you shudder, and after it was
over Sebastian offered you an apologetic smile. ‘Sorry. So, you got into
subspace, doll. I have never ever seen anything like it before, you basically
become reluctant to pain and you looked completely high, like high on weed,
just ‘floating’ on your happy cloud. After that I regretted I didn’t plan on
staying, because I suspected that it might happen today.’

‘You know
so much!’ The amazement in your voice was clear even if your mouth was full
with chocolate ice cream. Sebastian laughed a little and adjusted your blanket
around your shoulders. ‘But, God, it felt amazing! I have told you, it was like
I was melting, like there was nothing in my mind, just pleasure and ease.’ You
explained and he nodded in agreement.

‘Thank you
for telling me, doll.’ The smile spreading through his lips was sincere and made
you wonder how he was doing it. He could make you feel loved and cared for
every time, that’s why you trusted him to be your dom. He cared for you, he
always wanted the best for you and he took care of you no matter what. ‘I was
hoping that the extra aftercare would help with this, but I was clearly wrong.’
You reached out to cup his face with one hand while you took a spoon full with
the other one, offering it to him with a shy smile. His tongue darted out to
wet his lips for a second before grinning widely and taking the kind offer.

‘Let’s go
back to the living room.’ You offered as you finished your bowl of artificial
happiness, setting your feet onto the ground, fumbling a little because of the
blanket.

‘I’ll bring
the candles and the socks. I hope you’ll like them.’ He fished them out of his
backpack as you moved back to the much darker room, to extend your couch with
one solid move. It was an easy construction, and you were extremely happy about
it. By the time Sebastian got into the room you got all comfortable and cosy,
waiting for him. He placed the candles on each side of the couch and some on
the table in front of it.

‘So, are
you going to put it on, or you want me to?’ He asked, even if he already knew
the answer. Your feet already peaking out of the fluff around you, you bottom
lip between your teeth, looking up to him innocently. ‘Alright, I’ll do it.’ He
opened the packaging and with a bit of a trying and experimenting he managed to
put on both of them. They were nice, fluffy and soft, keeping your feet nice
and warm. After this Sebastian laid down next to you on the couch and let you
snuggle close to him, fidgeting until you found the perfect position. He
wrapped his arms around you, gently playing with your hair.

It was
quiet for a few minutes, you felt warm and his steady heartbeat under your ear calmed
your panicking nerves a little. You still felt sad and kind of empty, but the
fact that whatever he was up to he aborted and run to you immediately, bringing
you some artificial happiness, slowly made you feel a bit better. There was
something on your Netflix, but you haven’t payed attention. The warmth
radiating through his thin shirt and as his left hand was holding yours, that
tiny skin contact got every piece of your attention.

‘How did
you recognised what happened yesterday?’ You asked the question which was in
your mind in the last few minutes but you were too soaked up in his warmth to
ask.

‘I have
read a lot about all kind of BDMS stuff before we started this. As I got into
it deeper and deeper this whole subspace thing come up more and more often,
which kind of looked like one ultimate goal for all this, but maybe it’s
stupid. The thing is I tried to get to know the signs of it and what to do
while you are in it, to not to break it immediately but not even let you to be
there for too long. I mean you don’t really feel the pain, and I could hurt you
seriously if I am not careful enough. So, I have carefully made an approximate
plan for this scenario, but obviously it’s easy to think of it at home, level
headed, then during our session. The basics were to keep you floating on your
happy cloud as long as it is safe and then decreasing the intensity of
everything until you come down slowly, to stay with you as long as you can,
keep you warm and talk to you.’ The way he talked made you remember all the
things he did  after it was over,
bringing you more water or Get a raid than usual, immediately wrapping you in
some blanket, carefully laying you down on your bed, and how long he talked to
you, telling you how proud he was, what a good girl you were to him, how much
he appreciated that you submit to him and trust him, and just ultimately how
much he adores and loves you for agreeing to extending the boundaries of your
friendship.

‘Thank
you.’ You whispered pressing a light kiss onto his cheeks. ‘For that, and for
coming over tonight.’

‘Of course,
doll. I can’t let you to be alone when you are feeling down.’

‘Because
you are my dom?’ You asked carefully.

‘Mostly
because I love you and care about you, but yes, yes that too. I feel responsible
for this, even if it is something natural to happen. But, I hope you are
feeling better now.’ He smiled gently. ‘Do you need anything else?’

You did. But
there was a bit of a hesitation before you said it. It was off limits.

‘I really
wanna kiss you.’ You blurred out, eyes falling to the soft, plump lips, then lifting
to look him in the eye. ‘I know it’s…’ You couldn’t finish your sentence
because Sebastian leaned to you and pressed his lips to yours. The kiss was
short, soft your lips barely brushing to each other.

‘I think we
can make an exception this time.’ The cheeky grin spreading across his lips calmed
your nerves about this. You moved a little shifting your weight to your elbow
as you leaned above him a little to kiss him again. You couldn’t help at the low,
content whimper which escaped your lips when he kissed you back, his tongue
sliding into your mouth this time, giving you a taste of those delicious lips.

After that
it was quiet again, you were watching the comedy playing on the screen, not
really wanting to talk right now. He pulled you up a little and turned to his
side facing you entirely, his steel blue eyes taking in the soft curves and
edges of your face. You don’t know for how long you were like this, sometimes just
your forehead touching, then he kissed you slowly and gently pouring all of his
care and love for you into these small touches. It was tender and intimate. No
words, just his lips and hands caressing you to let you know that he was there,
and he took care of you. It was so slow and made both of you feel utterly at
peace eventually both of you fall asleep.

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Like back at school

It wasn’t planned. Oh, not at all. The party took an interesting turn after you met Sebastian. He was an old friend from university. An old time but utterly handsome friend. Since your graduation he become a famous actor and you a journalist. You should have payed attention to the whole party and write some fabulous article about how amazing and breathtaking it was. Well, honestly it was breathtaking by now. After meeting Sebastian and indulging yourselves on some free champagne you ended up in some kind of an office and after that he made it sure you had an amazing time. 

You hands were in his soft, brown hair as he was kneeling between your thighs licking and sucking at your clit lazily. Slowly he made you go crazy by desire keeping you on the edge until he stood up and buried his rock hard cock deep into you with one solid motion. He kissed you to muffle your loud cry as he stretched you out just the way you needed. He rolled your hard nipples between his fingers and left red marks on your neck as he fucked deep into you.

‘Just like back at university, right, doll?’ Sebastian sighed into your ear with a smug grin. Yes, it was like back than, his kisses were oddly familiar yet completely new because of the long years you spent apart. Yet, the smell of his skin, his heated touches and low moans into your ears were just the same. He never failed seducing you in an instant and making you forget whatever you were into before. Just like now, so all in all, yes, the party was definitely amazing and breathtaking for you. 

Tags: @angryschnauzer, @akamaiden, @hellomissmabel, @ruinerofcheese

Father, I have sinned

Pairing: Priest! Sebastian Stan x Reader

Warnings: Priest! Sebastian AU, Smut, oral, fingering, unprotected sex, sex in a church, loss of virginity

Summary: Pure smut? Sebastian being a priest in the church you went and really try to be a decent girl.

A/N: So, this little nothing was caused by this post. Even tho I never was a big fan of this kind of AU, I just couldn’t resist.

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You were coming from a decent Catholic family, you knew the Bible, went to church on the weekends and knew all the major sins very well. Than how come that, in this moment you were naked, shaking and breathless under the most beautiful man you have ever seen, who also happened to be your priest?

Your parents were never worried when any of the boys come to court you from the town, because they raised you well. They knew without asking that you were saving yourself until marige, that the most you allowed to any boys who were around you is to hold your hand, and that was it. You were modest and even if you have grown to be a young adult now, you were always very cautious to keep yourself from falling to any of the seven major sins. 

You were proud and have never thought that it ever gonna change, until very recently. Your family have moved and you had to find a decent church around your new home, which you did. However you not only found a new church, you have found a new priest as well. He was more than good looking and you knew that week after week, after listening to his wise words and his deep voice, you couldn’t wait to go to the church, to see him again. 

You started to make smaller sins, so you can go more and more often to confess to him. The two of you were talking and every time he was speaking you had to bite your tongue, and squeeze your thighs together, containing your longing sighs. You felt yourself growing wet every time as your thoughts were at a completely different place than your body. 

You priest wasn’t stupid, he could hear the shudder in your voice and the suppressed sighs you were making while talking to him. He could feel your intense gaze while you were in church with your family on every Sunday. You were good and pure and fighting so hard to avoid that one particular sin and it made him longing for you even more. 

Every time you come to confess to him, he was satisfied. Satisfied to only by talking to you he could turn you on, he could make you take all those shaky breaths and nervous laughs. But the thing that made him even more satisfied is to sneak out and watch you as you leave, cheeks flushed, biting your lips, fighting the urge to just go home and let your hands sinking between your legs, dipping between your folds, making yourself feel what you were longing for so much. 

Until one day you appeared in his room on a Sunday morning. His piercing blue eyes wandering on your perfect form. Your beige skirt was long enough to cover your knees and your blouse was a plain dark green one, matching with your features perfectly. You were pretty, oh so pretty, he barely could contain himself. 

‘(Y/N), good morning!’ He smiled at you which made your knees weak and your lips pressing to a firm line. ‘How can I help you today?’ He asked still smiling, walking closer to you.

‘Father, I… I have sinned.’ The words falling from your lips with so much guilt, he barely can stop himself from closing you into his arms to reassure you. 

‘It’s alright, we all have our own sins.’ He says, placing his warm hand on your shoulder, tilting his head searching for your gaze. You shake your head. 

‘I fall for one of the major sins.’ You confess.

‘So, you have been with a man last night, darling?’ He asks kindly, his warm palm sliding to your face, lifting your chin a bit. You shake your head again. 

‘I was on my own.’

His breathing hitches for a second, when realisation hits him. You were here last night and after that you went home and after… 

‘It’s alright sweetheart, we all have our own secrets and desires. Do you wanna know mine?’ He asks sincerely, standing so close to you, you can fell his chest pressed against you. You nod curiously, hardly doubting, that a pure man like your priest would have ever sinned. 

‘I fall for the same sin, when I got to be on my own after any time seeing you.’ His voice drops, his steel blue eyes dark with desire, lips a bit parted and he inhales deeply, waiting for your answer. 

You don’t say a thing, only your hands are sliding onto his chest, feeling his firm body under the softness of his white shirt. The confused look changes in your eyes, it becomes determined and lustful, your cheeks flushed and you parting your lips is the last drop. 

He leans closer, keeping his eyes on your lips, waiting for something.

‘Sebastian.’ You whine quietly. He closes the small distance between the two of you, pressing his soft lips to yours. You moan into the kiss melting into him, letting his hands go to your back and hips, to hold you close. The kiss deepens quickly, his teeth pulling onto your bottom lips, sucking them gently, earning another sweet sound from you. Your hands are in his brown hair, tugging it gently, letting him push you against the wall, kissing your neck hungrily. 

The next thing you know is that you are splayed on his bed, in his small room, behind the church, naked, panting from the breathless kisses and pleasure filling your veins from his touches and his mouth traveling on your body. 

Your back arches and a loud cry of his name falls from your lips when he licks a long strip between your folds. It is intense and leaves you moaning and trembling. The sensation of his wet, hot mouth against your core is something indescribable. You shudder when his skilled tongue flicks over your throbbing clit and he barely gives you time to recover before his tongue penetrates you, making you sink your finger into his hair and cry out in pleasure. If you thought the things you have done to yourself, thinking about him fel good, well you were wrong. This felt million times better, your blood was hot, skin glistering with sweat and tingling by the pleasure Sebastian was giving you. The harsh suction on your clit was too much and made you come undone, every muscle in your body shaking, toes curling, your priest’s name falling from your lips like the most sinful prayer. 

Sebastian gave you some time to come down from your highs before sliding one finger into you. The muffled sound of your surprise died on his lips, your hands gripping his shoulder as he pushed in a second than a third finger. He was curling them, which was something different, you have never thought you cold feel this good. You trembled again, teeth sinking into his skin, earning a deep growl from his chest. When you were relaxed enough, he removed his fingers and kneel between your legs. 

The sight was better than any imagination he have had of you. You were gorgeous, nipples hard and sensitive, cheeks flushed, lips red from his kisses, and the wetness glistering between your legs drove him mad. He gave yourself a few lazy strokes and you were watching him. Following every movement, as his perfect abs were messy from the pre-cum, his slender fingers closing around his cock and moving slowly. 

‘Are you sure?’ He asked as he let his elbows rest next to your head, his pulsing cock head pressed against your needy core. 

The agonizing whine was like music to his ears when you wrapped your legs around his hips, reassuring him. 

He was sinking into you slowly, stopping just after he felt the brief resistance as he claimed you the very first. The small pain was showing on your face, so he leaned down to pepper kisses onto your lips and cheeks, until you relaxed again. The way he was filling you more and more by every second only fueled your desires. The stretch inside of you was unpleasant first, so you were glad he didn’t move for long seconds, waiting for you to get used to his size. 

‘Sebastian, I need… you.’ You panted encouraging him to start to move. The first thrust was still sensitive, but you got used to the feeling, and soon the only thing you felt was the pleasant stretch of his cock in your sweet wetness, and the pleasure, taking over every one of your senses. His quiet moans filled the air, next to your loud cries, as he was getting both of you closer and closer. 

He lifted himself onto his palm and you started to pulse around him when he hit your sweet spot over and over again. Dragging his thick cock in on out of you to make you come around him. He didn’t have to wait for too long, your body tensed, your eyes got opened wide and you come with a shuddered cry of his name. His thrusts got even deeper and stronger before he come, spilling his hot seed into you, filling you as your pulsing cunt milked him dry. 

Your hands closed around him, as he carefully laid on top of you, still panting. 

‘See, doll. Everyone has their own sins.’ He kissed you gently, with a soft smile. 

This is how you get to your current position. Your back pressed against his huge desk, Sebastian’s cum painting your breasts and stomach with hot, messy ribbons as he was pounding into you again, already. The desk was holding against your strong grip, as you tried to endure your third orgasm, which hit you with force, making your back arch and Sebastian’s eyes couldn’t get enough of this sight. He come again, pulling it out just in time, his hot cum shooting onto your swollen clit, triggering another orgasm from you. 

‘Do you think, you have another one in you, doll?’ He growled into your ear as he pushed back immediately stuffing his thick come into your sensitive hole. ‘Because I really, really want to come into this sweet pussy of yours.’

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Mirror, mirror…

tetralea:

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.

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Mirror, mirror…

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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More than okay

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Warning: Penetration, smut, the reader is on the pill, fluff. No plot, not really. 

Description: You are a good friend of Sebastian’s never denying how utterly attractive he is. One night after a small party he insist you to spend the night at his place, as you just live too far and because god knows, he would be devastated if anything your have happened to if. He decides it is the better if he keeps you safe and brings you home.

A/N: First I posted it without a description. I am so stupid! I just needed some cuddling and some Seb smut. Also it can be a prequel for this drabble of mine.

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You were asleep for a while, enjoying the resting peace and calmness of your dreams when the door of the guest room in Sebastian’s apartment got opened. You didn’t wake up to it. Neither to the clumsy footsteps getting closer to your bed. The first thing you registered was when something solid got pressed to your back and something heavy circled around your waist. 

‘Are you sleeping?’ You could hear Sebastian’s voice next to our ear and a muffled giggle after. 

‘What is it Seba?’ You asked sleepily and tried to turn a bit to face him. It was dark in your room and your eyes were still close, but you tried anyway. ‘You okay?’

‘I am.’ He giggled and pressed his nose between your soft locks. ‘You smell so good, doll.’ He mumbled and inhaled deeply. ‘And you are so soft too.’ He sighed, pulling you closer. 

‘Are you drunk, Seb?’ You asked laughing a bit and letting your hand to slip onto his arm. His skin was warm and soft, making you feel more awake immediately. 

‘A bit, but I don’t want to sleep alone. I just need to be with you right now.’ He said and his body finally relaxed next to yours. Your thumb draw circles onto his skin, and your sleepy state couldn’t let you feel nervous about the situation. Your lack of verbal response but positive body language encouraged him to lift your blanket and slip under it. 

He was wearing a shirt and his boxers only. You could feel his bare thighs pressing against yours. A soft hum left your lips for the comforting feeling, and you let your forehead getting pressed again his.You knew that your lips were just mere inches from his. You sighed and the mood shifted. You lift your arm to circle around the back of his neck, fingers sinking into his soft, slightly wet locks. You wanted to kiss him, to teste those full, soft lips on yours, to feel his body pressed against yours, to know if he needs it as much as you do. He gave you enough room to turn onto your back, fingers lightly touching the stubble on his cheeks. He leaned in, gently touching his lips to yours, just barely getting a taste of you before he pulled back. 

‘Sebastian…’ Your voice was weak and pleading. His lips immediately got back onto yours, giving you a taste of himself, his soft lips tasting a bit of whiskey and pizza, and something sweet. When you sighed into the kiss he bit your lower lip and slowly slid his tongue into your mouth. Your content moan was resonating on his lips when your hand got lost in his hair, as you tried to pull him desperately closer. 

The kiss never seemed to end not even when you pulled him on top of you, opening up your thighs to give him more room. A warm hand travelled under your shirt, lightly circling your stomach and the bottom of your breasts, before he palmed them gently. You broke the kiss when he removed his shirt and you pulled yours through your head too. Sebastian’s hot, firm chest felt too good against your sensitive breasts, his hands were everywhere on your body and yours couldn’t stop exploring his. The hard edges and the soft dips on his toned muscles, which sometimes stiffened under your touch felt incredibly good under you hands.

You cried out when his sinful lips traveled down to your neck and sucked a mark under your ear. Your thighs closed around his hips, pushing his hot, throbbing cock painfully close to you. You rolled your hips grinding your clothed pussy to the outline of his shaft through his boxers. He groaned into your sensitive neck catching up with your peace, rolling his hips into yours, increasing the friction and your desperate moans. 

‘I need you, Seb, now!’ The breathy moan he let out sent shivers through your spine. 

‘We shouldn’t…’ He tried to resist, his lips sucking one nipple into his hot, wet mouth.

‘Does it really matter?’ You inhaled sharply after your last word, tugging onto his dark locks. ‘We shouldn’t even had to get until this point.’ You pointed out, arching your back from the mattress as his hands were gently holding your waist when his teeth draw red patterns onto your hipbone. 

‘You are my friend.’ 

‘Whom you are going to fuck.’ You moaned, not even thinking about your words, bucking your hips desperately for his touch. You felt the effect of your words on him. The sharp inhale, the subtle tremble, as he was fighting the urge to obey to your words immediately. 

‘Don’t say it like this.’ He warned you, biting his way up from your knee on your thighs. ‘It is so vulgar.’ He breathed onto your heated skin, brushing his tingling lips to your panties. 

‘I want to see you.’ 

‘Go ahead.’ Your fingers quickly turned the night light on earning a painful moan from the both of you, but when your vision cleared, you were sure you wanted nothing else than this man, laying between your thighs, lips swollen, his steel blue eyes filled with lust and need, lips nibbling your delicate skin. 

He was above you in a second, making you melt into his lips, as he kissed you with passion and desire he tried to surpass since god knows when. You pulled his boxers off, and lifted your hips to get rid of your panties too. He didn’t say a word just hummed in approval, sucking on your bottom lip. 

‘We shouldn’t do this, but, doll, I need you. Are you…’ His voice cracked for a second as his hot tip touched your wet folds. ‘Are you gonna let me…’

He never got to finish his question because you captured his lips in a needy kiss. ‘Yeah.’ You nodded hurriedly, forehead pressed to his. You wiggled your hips to make his thick, leaking cock get pushed to your entrance. ‘I wanna be yours.’ 

His lips crashed onto yours pulling the loudest moans from you as he slipped inside of you with ease, being careful not to hurt you. He was big, both long and thick, and he felt guilty for failing to prepare you with his hands first, but the feeling disappeared when you trusted up, wanting to feel him more. 

He started to move, slowly first, testing your limits, but all he got was long scratch marks on his back, bites on his neck and your sweet moans, which he couldn’t get enough of. You cried out his name when he bottomed out, moving in synchrone with his movements. You pulled up your knees and he lift them even higher resting them on his shoulders, knowing very well how flexible you were. He leaned back for a passionate kiss, feeling you getting close already. He gritted his teeth, holding himself back from coming when he felt you tightening around him. You were warm, soft and oh, so wet around him, squishing him in every second. 

‘Doll, can I…’ He had to stop to collect himself for a second. ‘Can I come inside of you?’ He moaned falling onto his forearms, covering his face into your neck. 

‘Yes. Please.’ The words fall from your lips like a prayer and you were panting, and holding onto his body tightly. ‘Seb, fuck. Sebastian!’ His name left your lips with a long cry as you reached your peak, arching your back from the bed, kissing his lips feverishly. He moaned into your mouth, thrusting faster and harder than ever before as his orgasm washed over him, leaving his body and mind in a numbing pleasure. The pulsing of his cock, and the hot feeling of his cum spilling inside of you prolonged your pleasure, making you tremble and whine under his body. 

He was resting on top of you, panting heavily, as your fingers were caressing his soft hair, lips pressing gentle kisses on his ears, hair and neck. 

‘Doll, I am sor…’ He got cut of with a quick kiss, looking at you surprised. 

‘Don’t Sebastian.’ You whispered letting him lay next to you. ‘It was amazing, and you know that, I wanted it, and you knew that too, so shut up and just hold me, okay?’ He nodded and smiled happily, pulling you close, inhaling your scent deeply. 

‘More than okay.’ He answered as turning off the lights, keeping you close. ‘Is it okay, if we do it in the morning again?’ You started to laugh a bit, placing soft kisses onto his jaw. 

‘More than okay.’ You grinned and turned in his arms, letting him spooning you. ‘We can do it anytime in the future, I won’t resist.’ You relaxed in his strong arms, feeling his solid, warm body behind yours, and his soft lips on your neck. 

‘Good, because I wasn’t planning on make it into a one night stand only.’ He kissed your neck humming softly and contently. ‘You are not only a friend whom I fucked, doll.’ He kept talking after a short pause, but you were half asleep by then, but his next words woke you up again. ‘You are a friend whom I am in love with.’

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First weeks

The first two weeks in your relationship with Sebastian brought sweet little kisses, a lot of giggles, occasional handsiness, many cuddles and slowly growing passion into your relationship. 

Now, after your first time with him, the next one month just brought unspeakable amount of passion and need. He needed you and you craved him in every second, and oh god, both of you were willing to give into these sweet urges at any time. During this one month he was practically more time inside of you than not. You couldn’t help it. You couldn’t keep your hands of off each other. 

Ruin the suit

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Pure smut inspired by this:

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‘You look amazing today.’ You called Sebastian as he sent you the first pics of his new look during the press tour. He was wearing all black. It was matching his dark hair and steel blue eyes perfectly. ‘That suit… Seb, I wish I was there.’ You said quickly before he could have answered. 

‘Thank you, doll.’ You could hear him smile before the next answer. ‘I wish you were here too. You’d love this’ He sighed and there was a short pause before his next words. ‘What would you do, if you were here?’ He asked and his voice dropped a bit. 

‘I… Seb, are you sure… now?’ You asked with a confused expression, but to be honest you wanted to do it. 

‘Yes, baby doll. I am alone, in my hotel room, and I want to know what would you do if you were here.’ His voice was low, a bit commanding but gentle. It made you shiver. 

‘I’d run my hands through your blazer, it seems like it is made of silk, I want to feel how smooth it is.’ You could hear him sigh. ‘Than I’d step closer, kissing your neck gently, from the point where your skin meets with the black shirt, until your ears. I know you love it.’ Now it was you turn to sigh as you laid back on the couch in your shared apartment. 

‘Go on, doll.’ He encouraged you, and god now you really wanted to be there with him. 

‘I’d slid my palms on your chest down to your thighs. God, baby, they are thick and those pants are hugging them just perfectly. ‘ You purred. ’After I’d undo that one button, feeling the texture of your black shirt, biting your neck while unbuttoning the shirt. After that I’d feel your skin, feel every inch of your warm skin on your torso while I’d let you to kiss and suck marks on my neck.’ Your breathing was laboured, just as his. 

‘Touch yourself, baby girl. I want to hear you fall appart while thinking of me.’ He breathed and your hand immediately went on autopilot. Sliding into your pants and panties, resting your fingers on the curve of your mound. ‘Go on, doll, I want to know what else you would do.’

‘I’d let you kiss me, to play with my tits, to kiss and suck my neck until I am shaking.’ Well, you were shaking as you were talking and your fingers slid across your wet folds. ‘I know you would be hard by now, leaving wet patches on your boxers. God, I want to taste you, so bad.’ You moaned as your finger circled your clit. 

‘Fuck. I know, me too.’ He let out a breathy moan as he palmed himself through his flawless black pants. 

‘I want to pull your cock free, to lick it and suck it into my mouth, gathering the pre-cum from the tip.’ You were breathing heavily, as your fingers worked on your soaked clit. ‘I wouldn’t make you come, because I want to feel you. I want you to fuck me while wearing that damn suit, Sebastian. I want you to wear it, only your thick cock freed from it, while you pull up my dress and bent me over the desk. I’d let you to pull my panties to the side and slide into me. Fuck…’ You groaned as two fingers slipped deep into your body, trying to remember the feeling when his long, thick cock stretching you so perfectly.

‘Shit, doll. I want to feel you. God, I want to be inside of you, filling you, fucking you until you can’t think, and you scream my name while you are coming.’ Sebastian groaned as his hand got wrapped around his heavy shaft, pumping it slowly. ‘I need to feel that tight little pussy around myself, I want to feel how wet and soft it is. I want to know when you are close by clenching around me. God, that always feels so good.’ His voice was dripping with lust and need and you barely could take it. ‘Are you close, baby doll?’ He asked panting. ‘Are you gonna come for me? Are you gonna let that little pussy come for me?’ You could hear the obscene noises as his hand was pumping himself faster and faster and this, with his voice filled with pleasure was too much. It set your orgasm off in a second. 

‘Please, I want you to fuck me, to come inside of me. Please, Seb, please…’ You begged on the edge. ‘Seb, I’m coming, oh, god. ‘Your cries of pleasure, sighs and begging was just too much, he fall over the edge before he could have prevent it, his cum leaking from the tip of his cock in thick, hot ribbons. His eyes were closed and he enjoyed your little whines and moans as you become oversensitive under your own fingers.  He was standing in the room, with forehead to the wall, one hand holding the phone and the his sensitive cock still twitching as he come down from his highs. ‘Oh, shit.’ He cursed when he opened his eyes and with one movement he held his other hand to the base of his cock too, trying to prevent his thick load to reach the black material. 

‘Seb, you okay?’ You asked a bit concerned when you realized what have just happened. He didn’t answered but cursed than let out a relieved sight when he finally found some napkins. 

‘Yeah, but we almost ruined a few hundred dollars worth suit.’ He laughed as he cleaned his hands and walked to the bathroom. 

‘Well, you can keep it and I am ready to ruin it again and again, until we can’t come anymore.’ You let out a small laugh, cleaning your hands too.

‘Yeah, well, I am gonna definitely ask for keeping it.’

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Behave, doll!

Pairing: Dom!Sebastian Stan x Reader

Words: 1.1K

Warnings: Pretty much of a dom Sebastian, spanking, fingering, orgasm denial, Dominant/Submissive dynamics, no plot, dirty talk, heels kink

Summary: 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!

You could feel the gentle thug on your wrist, while
you were sipping your whiskey at the bar. 

‘Doll, do you have a minute?’ You could hear
Sebastian’s voice next to your ear and you let him guide you to the closest
private room in the club. It was a huge party full with actors and actresses
from Marvel, and they reserved a huge club in LA for the celebration. 

When Sebastian closed the door, you could hear nothing
from the party outside. He walked to the huge couch, sat in the middle and he
gestured to you to walk to him. You stood in front of him, when he run his
hands up on your thighs until they settled on our hips.

‘I thought I was clear about the boundaries for
tonight.’ His voice was calm, and deep and his fingers traced down on your
thighs and up again. ‘However you didn’t understand them, baby
doll.’ 

He didn’t look up to you as his hands went to your
ass, before sliding under your tight dark blue dress. He hooked his finger into
your panties and pulled them down until your ankles, ever so slowly, his palm
gently touching your skin. You stepped out of it like a good girl, however it
was too late, you were in trouble already. 

‘Pull up this gorgeous dress, doll, and bend over my
knee.’ He commanded and his voice was smooth, deep and intoxicating. 

You did what he asked without hesitation. 

‘Now’ He started to caress the delicate skin on your
ass and thighs while speaking. ‘How many men did you flirt with, baby
doll?’ He asked slowly while tenderly groping the soft curves on your ass
making you pant already. 

‘Six.’ You particularly moaned your answer as you were
laying on the couch, holding yourself up on your elbows, while your lap was laying
across his, so he could reach your bottom perfectly. 

Sebastian didn’t say anything just sharply slapped
your butt, making you yelp in surprise. He was soothing the harsh feeling with smooth
strokes and gently massaging it, before he spanked you again, pulling a moan
from you. He soothed the red skin again, one hand holding the small of your
back, to keep you in place and pinned to his thighs and the other one slapped
you again. He gave you six slaps, and by the end your skin was red and
tingling, and you were a whimpering moaning mess. 

y‘You know you are not supposed to enjoy your
punishment, right?’ He asked with a slightly threatening tone, setting off your
attention. 

‘I don’t…’ You tired weakly.

‘Don’t lie, doll. If you are not enjoying this, then
why is your pretty little cunt soaked, hn? Why is your slick dripping down on
your folds, making it glister with wetness?’ You cried out when right after his
words two long fingers slid inside of you with one solid motion. ‘You are
so, fucking aroused, so wet and soft around my fingers.’ 

You mewled as he slowly moved his fingers in and out,
pressing down to your g-spot with every move. His pace escalated quickly, as he
was finger fucking you making the most obscene, wet noises with his fingers. It
took only minutes, until you were at the edge, crying his name loudly, nails
scratching the velvet cover of the couch. He pushed his thumb into your ass,
just an inch, as he was fingering you, just the way you needed him. 

‘Seb, Sebastian, I am right there.’ You moaned, and
his fingers got slower immediately. ‘No, please!’ You begged, but you only
earned a low chuckle. 

‘No, doll! You are not coming yet! You didn’t behave!’
He said with voice low and set up his pace again, bringing you to the edge in
seconds. 

‘Please, let me come!’ You cried and agony. ‘I’ll
be good.’ You promised in vain. ‘I can’t hold it, I am too sensitive!’ You
begged to Sebastian, but all he did was stopping his movements, leaving those
skilled, long fingers inside of you. 

‘You really thought, spanking you will be your
punishment, doll?’ You could tell, he was disappointed. ‘Come, on, why
would I do that? I know you love it, it’s not a punishment for you.’ He grinned
at your agony, at your desperate gaze, your desperate panting and opened
lips. ‘You will get to the edge one more time and hold it!’ He commanded,
and he started to work his fingers again, not giving you a choice. 

It didn’t take too long until he felt your walls
clench around his fingers, noticing him about your pleasure. ‘Hold it!’
The command was quiet and made you submit. There was something in his voice,
what could control you so smoothly. 

Your moans were desperate and loud, begging to him,
and god he wanted to give in, to make you come, to make you feel real good, but
he couldn’t. 

He pulled out his fingers with a sharp motion,
spanking your ass one more time. You were a trembling, panting, mewling needy
mess in his lap, and he wished to bury his cock deep inside of you, fucking you
hard, spilling his come into your hot, pulsing core, but he needed to hold it
back until you got home at least. 

You needed to learn your lesson.

He gave you the time you needed to collect yourself,
before turning and pulling you into his arms. 

‘You alright?’ He asked before a soft, sweet kiss. You
nodded and lean weakly to his body. ‘Good. Now, I hope you will stay by my
side, and behave, baby doll.’ He purred into your lips, before kissing you
gently, his tongue stroking yours slowly, making you melt into him. 

‘We should go back, they must be missing you.’ You
whispered onto his lips. 

‘I am not that important.’ He laughed and helped you
to get onto your feet, pulling your dress back to its place. ‘When we get home,
I want you to wear nothing but these heels. ‘He growled into your lips,
making your knees weak. 

‘As you wish.’ You bit your lips and glanced to his
hand, which was holding your panties. 

‘Oh, I am keeping those.’ He kissed you
dominantly. ‘I want you all exposed, hiding it under your dress, no one
knowing it only me, to make you think of me anytime a cold brush of air touches
your pussy.’ Your eyes widened in a small shock. You weren’t ready to go back
like this with need already pooling in your belly, and your body still hot and
needy from the denial. 

‘It’s part of your punishment, my sweet baby doll.’ He
whispered darkly as he opened the door, escorting you back to the crowd.

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