Warnings: 18+ smut, swears
Word count: 1961
Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader, Tom Hiddleston x Reader
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(Translations at the bottom)
"You ready to meet my friend, baby?" Sebastian asked, as he tucked himself back into his pants and walked over to the door, leaving you standing in the middle of the room.
You nodded, causing him to grin as he opened the door revealing none other than Tom Hiddleston, who was also wearing a priest outfit making your jaw drop.
"Another day, another sinful child." Tom commented, eyeing you up and down biting his lip as he walked through the door and sat down on the couch, man spreading rubbing his thighs with his soft hands.
You looked up at Sebastian, watching as he made his way back to you grabbing your hand.
"Now it's time for what's behind the curtain. You ready?" he looked deep into your eyes, making sure you were one hundred percent comfortable with what was happening as you nodded, a bright smile reaching your lips.
He linked his fingers with yours and gently pulled you over to the long black curtain, gripping the edge and pulling it back revealing a four-poster bed with rings attached, making you gulp.
The butterflies swarmed in your belly again as your arousal pooled in your lace panties causing you to involuntarily clench your thighs together to get the friction you needed.
Sebastian caught your action, chuckling deeply too himself as he wet his bottom lip and bit it.
He took your hand and lead you over to bed. Laying you down softly, you pushed yourself up and leant up on your elbows watching Sebastian beneath your lashes.
"Tom, you coming?" Seb called over his shoulder. It was a few seconds when you heard footsteps echoing through the old office. You look around the room and saw a chair in the corner, tilting your head to the side like a confused puppy causing Seb to chuckle.
"Your saviour, is here." Tom smirked as he walked into the old office, looking up and down your body from the corner of his eye. He'd been told he can watch, but he can't touch unless he has verbal consent from you. Seb had already agreed he was fine with Tom touching you as long as you were okay with it. Consent is always key when you and Sebastian have sex.
Tom shed his jacket and placed it neatly on the desk beside him as he got comfortable in the chair and undone his belt. You could see the outline of his hard cock underneath his black trousers, his tight boxers making it more prominent.
You and Seb watched as Tom pulled out his hard cock from his trousers, his tip bright red and dripping precum, begging to be sucked.
You looked up at Seb with pleading eyes, making him smile.
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Bucky Barnes and Sebastian Stan Imagines
FanfictionSome Bucky/Seb imagines. All imagines are my own unless stated otherwise.