Stray x Reader Oneshots

(lime) Seamus x reader - Jacket

451 words

⚠️TW: Implied Intoxicated sex⚠️

Holy fuck, this one was fun to write, I don't know if I'm just a bit or a horny bastard or not but woah. I hope you enjoy. (Also, I'm not too sure if the TW was right or not. If it isn't, please correct me and I will edit it ASAP)

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Whisking your hair gently off your cheek, the cool evening breeze blew, sending a shiver down your tipsy spine. Drinking was a habit of yours, sometimes leaving you and Seamus a little drunk after the late hours, to which he had to carry you back to his apartment. Granted, he seemed a little thin, but he was surprisingly strong, and could whisk you off your feet with ease.

The chill ran down again and you whined in agitation.

"Y-you cold-?" Seamus slurred, questioning the obvious.

"yeaahhhh..." You whimpered, shivering alot more now. With a sigh and a stumble, Seamus placed you down and wrapped you in his jacket. Thankful for his drunken kindness, you nuzzled into it, giggling a bit from the whole world spinning around you.

A few moments later, Seamus unlocked the apartment and guided you in, clumsily placing you on the sofa. Somehow, he was able to lock the door too, regardless of how intoxicated he was, and he made his way back over to you. The world was spinning for him, but you were the only still thing in his vision and that vision saw something he wanted. He wanted you so badly right now, despite the rules.

Chuckling lowly with a blush on his face, lewd thoughts and dreams raced around his head. Thoughts still rushing, he toppled onto and towered over you, his lips so close to yours. "This was wrong", he thought, "I shouldn't do this, poor y/n can't think straight themself, let alone in this situation..."

"But I'm not thinking straight either... And I... I need them so much, they look s-so... Cute and... Fuckable when they're wearing my jacket..."

You were awake, or you thought you were, and you could see Seamus looming over you, staring at your soft lips. Slowly, you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him rough and passionately, to which he melted instantly. His hands were shaky from intoxication and the kiss was sloppy and messy for the both of you, but neither of you cared.

The only thing that mattered in that situation was each other.

As if in desperation, his hands roamed your body, eager to feel every part of you he could. Waist, hips, chest, collarbone, none of it went unexplored as he felt more and more of your figure. The rough kisses moved down your neck, right the way down to your sweet spot. Oh, the sounds you made for him turned him on so much.

"Y-you're all mine... You're an adorable mess of a being and you're all mine." He growled against your neck, sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to your head.

"I'm all y-yours, Seamus."