Sebastian Stan || One Shots

Anything. Anything? | Sebastian

"Don't do it." His voice shakes as you have him cornered.

His forehead shines with a layer of sweat, a sheen that competes with the gleam in his eyes. The look of betrayal as his brows wrinkle and his chin dimples as if you'd give in to his plea.

"Please."

"What's in it for me?" You ask, barrel against his chest, face close to his as you catch your breath.

"Anything." He pants. "Anything, please."

"Anything?" Your hand cups at his crotch and he lets out a whimper as you bring your mouth to his ear. "Anything?" You whisper as you give him a squeeze.

"Hmm. Yeah, yes, anything. I swear. Anything you want."

It's then you see a red beam across the wall in front of you and by the time you turn around to react, to defend yourself, you hear the shot. Just to make sure Chris succeeded, Sebastian holds his blaster against your tummy and pulls the trigger.

"This player is dead. Back to base."

"Chris!" You shout, throwing your head back in a sigh.

When you move he shoots Sebastian on the front of his vest, hitting all four sensors.

"This player is dead. Back to base."

"Chris! We're on the same team, man!" He shouts, hand dropping to his side in defeat.

"You're a liability, Stan. Can't have that on my team."

"Unbelievable." Seb moans as he storms off in a sulk.

"Go cheer him up." Chris smiles at you before turning towards the shouting in the darkness of the map.

"Oh, I will."

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