The Orchid House ♡-- Sebastian Stan BDSM/Male Submissive

Clean

Warning!! Chapter may contain consensual but rough sexual play, sexual submission, oral sex and extreme BDSM, sexual and physical violence. Chapter contains elements of toxic relationships and the supernatural.

--- Sebastian's Point of View ---

I was very submissive – and I was finding out that I was started to be more and more that way, but when I had to be in charge I was, I paced around the lobby of this hospital, she was taken back and because I wasn't her husband I was told they would come get me when they knew more.

I hated being kept from her, but the nurse was nice and told me that they were going to run tests and do everything they could for her.

I thought back to what we had been doing, I tried to think if there was any indication that something was wrong with her, honestly, I couldn't really think of anything that was glaring obvious that something was wrong with her.

I mean, I guess she had been a little bit more rundown than normal, but I had just chalked that up to pregnancy hormones.

She had been eating and we had been physical, she seemed healthy the last time that I thought about it.

I was terrified at how quickly the fever started to come on, and how she went downhill, I was terrified for her and her unborn daughter.

'Our daughter.' My brain started to muse as if it was correcting me, I smiled to myself at that, because I wanted to be a part of this child's life, regardless of who the father was, I was so deeply in love with Kennedy that it ached not being next to her. I was so worried.

I walked over to a coffee vending machine, and I got a cup, forcing myself to sit and sip it, I was tired, more from the emotional exhaustion than anything.

I took a few deep breaths as I took sips, I was forcing myself to calm down, I was doing my best to ease

"Mr. Stan?"

I stood up when my name was called, I had almost finished my whole coffee and I started

--- Chris's Point of View ---

{The Next Day}

I was running on the treadmill – I had been at this for about an hour, as it was raining outside, I was feeling better.

Eating cleaner and getting exercise and taking care of myself was helping my mind as much as it was helping my body.

I hadn't heard anything, I was going off of the idea that no news was actually good news, I knew that Sebastian wouldn't keep things from me, he wasn't like that as a man, he knew that it was my daughter that she was carrying.

When my phone rang I slowed down the treadmill and then jumped off walking over and grabbing it from the table, I saw his name on the screen, speak of the devil.

"Hello?" I was amazed at how calm my voice was, because on the inside my heart was hammering and I was slightly shaking.

"She's fine, sort of."

"Sort of?"

"She has an infection, they think that she had a strep, I had no idea that she had it as she never said that she had a sore throat."

"And the baby."

"They did an ultrasound just to be sure, your daughter is fine, and Kennedy is also fine, but they are going to keep her overnight."

I leaned my head against the counter, letting out a sigh, I hadn't realized just how much worry and tension was building up until I felt it leave my body knowing that she is okay, I knew that I was going to take a nap after this.

"Thank you, Sebastian, I mean that."

"No problem, I'm not going to call again unless something is wrong."

"I understand, take care of yourself."

He didn't respond right away; I could hear him breathing. "You to." He hung up.

I thought for a moment, an idea had come to be yesterday and I had been mulling it around in my head, I had money, and I knew that I couldn't keep an eye on her, as I gave her my word, but I sure as hell could hire someone to do so on my behalf.