It Was Always You - Sebastian Stan x Reader

Part 7: You would break your back to make me break a smile.

⚠️ Warning ⚠️

This chapter contains major smut. There will be a line break telling you when it begins and when it ends.

🔞 Minors DNI 🔞

Smut, unprotected sex, slight praise kink?.

Otherwise read at your own risk because I honestly can't tell you what to do. I can only advise. Enjoy 😉

Xx.

It had been a long day and you were wearing it on your face. After over exerting your mental capacity with Anthony early in the morning, you still had to play damage control with your team. Not everyone rested during Christmas and that was clear because everyone's phones hadn't stopped since 11 am. It was nearing midnight and it was the first time you were getting to rest but you couldn't sit down.

Your legs fidgeted everytime you sat down and you couldn't stop picking at random things. Nothing satisfied you.

"Frumoasă," Sebastian spoke from his spot on the couch. Anthony had gone to bed around 9 pm, the day draining him as he watched one of his favorite people have to recount her interactions with every person in her life because someone was clearly set out to destroy her.

Every phone call Sebastian could see the light die a little more behind your beautiful (y/e/c) eyes and all he wanted to do was make it go away. Even if just for a little while.

You didn't move from your spot standing, looking at the city's glow from the window. Slowly Sebastian approached you, knowing that you didn't hear him. "Dragâ," Sebastian whispered once he was close enough for you to feel his hot breath on your skin. You didn't flinch, instead you melted into his warmth instinctively. "How can I help?"

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Sebastian's gravily husky voice vibrated on your back, causing goosebumps to appear on your neck. You didn't know how he could help, but being close to him was enough. When you didn't answer Sebastian's arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you flush against him - your eyes closed as his lips pressed against your temple before repeating himself.

"I want you," you finally whispered back, voice hoarse from all the talking you've done today. You felt his hand brush against your skin as he pulled your hair to one side, and without thought you tilted your head. As his lips connected with the soft skin of your neck, you whispered again, but this time more confidently."Just you."

Sebastian left warm, wet kisses along your neck - setting the nerves on fire in the process and you welcomed it. When his lips finally brushed against your sweet spot, an involuntary whimper to escaped your mouth, your jaw becoming slack jawed as he softly began to suckle on the spot. "Please, Sebba," You weren't sure what you were begging for but for some reason the words came fumbling out.

"Please, what Dragâ?" His words tickled your neck, but in a way that made you moan. With a foggy brain, you found a way to answer the man slowly frying every nerve in you.

"I need to feel you," once the words were out, you quickly turned in his arms catching him by surprise, but Sebastian didn't have time to be surprised because your lips were on his in seconds. You needed him close to you, inside of you - holding you in one of the most intimate positions.

Reacting to your mouth on his, he pushed you backwards until you were pressed against the wall. You gasped as your back hit the cold drywall, allowing his tongue to enter your mouth. Moaning at the sudden intrusion, Sebastian felt encouraged.

His hands had managed to slide up under the loose button up shirt you were wearing, softly caressing your cold skin. Forcing shivers to go down your spine. You tugged at the hem of his tee, wanting the stupid fabric off his body. Complying with your silent request, he pulled off his Iron Fist t-shirt over his shoulders and tossed it to the floor without a care.