One-Shot Fanfic Imagines

11th (SEBASTIAN STAN)

>Reader is with boyfriend, Sebastian, hanging out with his friends one night. Seb is drunk. (We ❤ drunk Seb!!!)

WARNINGS: Alcohol, being intoxicated (if ur not into that so yea), mild cursing, and mentions of some...stuff

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He had been mentioning this night to you for so many times this week. You had to give it to the man, he had been very busy with filming, press tours, and photoshoots for the past months, and it had only been two weeks since he got home. One of his friends called him shortly after being back to your shared home in the city about hanging out and catching up, to which Seb readily agreed, dragging you along with it.

And now, you were seating beside him. Your jaw was a wee bit painful from laughing too hard, and never ending eating and drinking sessions with his friends. But you didn't drink, though. You had to be sober than him so you could drive home. And of course you loved it whenever your boyfriend was drunk. There would always be a little extra to his persona.

A little funnier. A little more talkative. A little more hyped. A little clingier. And a little more...well, hornier, than usual.

His hand was resting well on your lap, casually squeezing your soft flesh, and rubbing his palms against your skin. You turned your head to look up to him, but his attention was to his friends as they were chatting about things like taking another trip out of the country, already planning one ahead of time.

"Where is my girlfriend?" He asked, completely out of nowhere when everybody was already quiet and finally drunk.

You stared at him with wide eyes and pinched brows. "Seb. I'm here."

His head pivoted to your direction, a surprised expression on his face. He blinked, and smiled right off, the drunkeness evident on his red-tainted face and eyes. "Oh, you're there. I missed you."

"But I've been here with you all this time." You giggled as he dipped his head down and peppered small kisses along your jaw down to the crook of your neck.

"Really?" His head jolted up, face only an inch away from you and the strong smell of alcohol fanning over your mouth and nostrils, "since when, love?"

You smiled, cupping his face with both your small hands. "Since forever, babe."

"Aww, you're so fucking sweet," he whispered in a raspy tone, placing another kiss on your lips, "my baby's so sweet."

His lips travelled down to your neck again, along with a few incoherent murmurs, gently biting and sucking on your skin. You couldn't help but gasp at his sudden actions, knowing well you were currently situated at the front lawn of his friend's house and there were a bunch of people with you.

You held Sebastian's hand as it began to slide up from your thighs to the sides of your waist, his touches leaving you breathless and wanting more.

But no, you laughed to yourself, not here, though.

"Seb," you called out but he didn't stop, "Sebby."

He brought his head up again to kiss your open lips, humming as he moved against your mouth. You can't help but respond to him, but you stopped before you can't control yourself.

"Baby, no." You said in a firm voice, trying so hard not to break into a series of laughter.

Sebastian grinned from ear to ear. "Baby, YES."

You loose in a fit of hearty laughter, as Sebastian watched your face, quite amused of your soft voice and how feminine you looked like as you did so. "You have to wait until we go home, then. Do you wanna go home?"

He frowned for a second, before his face turned to a confused expression. "Home?"

"Yeah, go home."

His confused face never wavered. Oh god, he's really drunk. "But why?"

"Seb, we're at your friend's house. We can't do each other here with these people watching."

His wicked grin surfaced once again, a tingling sensation ran through your body as he did so.

He gave you a long kiss on the lips before he stood, grabbing both your hands and pulling you up to your feet. "We go home, if that's the case," placing an arm over your shoulder, he lowered his face to your ear and whispered, "then your mine all night, understand?"

You giggled, "Yes, sir."