i could do this all gay

You think of what you could have done wrong to upset him. Sure, maybe he wasn’t a fan of parties, but calling the event that was currently taking place at your house a party was an overstatement. It was really just a small gathering with only his closest friends, food that he loved, and only one embarrassingly cute baby photo as the centerpiece on the table. You knew he couldn’t be upset about the totally not over the top party you had thrown him. You had hosted bigger crowds at your place for a random Friday night dinner in the past.

Maybe he was upset at you for not doing more? No, but that didn’t make any sense. Sebastian was a subtle guy. He wouldn’t appreciate or want a big extravagant party the way someone else might, which is exactly why you didn’t arrange that for him. That couldn’t be the reason.

And he was being his usual self around his friends, all big smiles and his laughter that you loved so much, so you knew he wasn’t in a bad mood overall.

You knew you should have waited until after all your guests had left to confront him about his issue, but eventually you couldn’t take it any longer and dragged him to your bedroom.

“Why are you scowling at me everytime I look at you?” you ask immediately.

He raises an eyebrow at you.

“You broke your promise, sweetheart,” he says, corner of his mouth lifting into a half-smirk.

“What? What promise?” You’re thoroughly confused.

“The little promise you made to me when you begged me to let you come last fall. Remember? You were hiding your desire for me to call your pretty pussy a cunt and I wanted to punish you with no orgasms for a week. You convinced me otherwise by promising you’d never keep a secret from me again. And a surprise party is a secret, no?”

The memory of the event he’s referring to has you wet instantly.

“So you’re not mad at me for throwing you a party?” you ask, voice a little shaky.

He laughs. “No. No, of course not. I just feel that you broke your promise.”

“Well,” you say, looking at him expectantly. “What are you going to do about that?”

He doesn’t give you a verbal answer. He just pushes you back onto the bed and attaches your hands to the bedposts with play handcuffs you keep in the bedside table. While he’s looking through the drawer he pulls out the pink toy he bought you last year when he was away for filming. He removes only the clothes that are necessary to expose your lower half to him, guides the toy into you and turns it on so it vibrates, and pulls back to look at you.

“I’ll be back,” he says, pressing a kiss to your forehead before closing the bedroom door behind him as he heads back to his party.

“Y/N had a bit of a headache so she went to take a nap,” you hear Sebastian say in a voice louder than normal to make sure you’ll hear. “She wants us to keep the party going though. Sweet girl doesn’t want to spoil my birthday party.”

You groan to yourself. Whether the party were to go on for another forty minutes or four hours, you knew the entire time was going to be torturous.

Fortunately for you, Sebastian returns to the bedroom closer to forty minutes instead of four hours. He chuckles upon seeing you and now it’s your turn to glare at him.

“I hate you,” you whine.

Sebastian takes his time undressing yourself and your mood lightens up the slightest bit when his gorgeous body, which you will never get tired of seeing, is revealed to you.

When he’s full undressed, he takes the toy out of you, turns it off, and sets it to the side. Then he puts on a condom and uncuffs you from the bedposts.

“You did so good,” he praises, dropping the cuffs off the side of the bed and straddling you. Your legs wrap themselves around his waist and he eases into you easily since you’re so wet for him.

“I had such a good party,” he continues, snapping his hips against yours. “But my favorite part was watching everyone leave and knowing I had my perfect girlfriend’s dripping cunt waiting for me in our bedroom.”

“Sebastian,” you moan, digging your nails into his back to pull him even closer to you. “Can I-”

“Come for me,” he demands, interrupting you before you can even ask.

You’re not one to deny the birthday boy so you do as he says, throwing your head back into the pillows as your orgasm hits you hard.

“That’s it,” Sebastian says, continuing to fuck you until he, too, comes. You pout when he gets off of you to throw away the condom but quickly returns to pull you against his side. He lifts your chin up with his fingers and looks at you seriously.

“How are you feeling?” he asks.

“Feeling kind of torn, honestly,” you admit.

Sebastian frowns. “What?”

“Well. I don’t want to keep secrets from you, since that’s what I promised, but I also do want to keep secrets from you if it leads to fun like that,” you explain.

Sebastian’s frown turns into a grin and he kisses your nose.

“You’re a handful. What am I going to do with you?”

I couldn’t help but take a look at your browsing history when I saw your phone left unlocked on the counter the other day. To my surprise I found that you had several different tabs open that I discovered were stories about me and Y/N, which I learned stands for ‘your name.’ Some of these stories are unfinished -- WIPs, I believe they’re called -- and some of them were shorter. But all of them had one thing in common: they were sexual. I only got through one of these stories before  I came all over my hand and chest and had to take a long shower.

The one that I read was about the first time between me and Y/N. Assuming you were imagining you as Y/N, I’m going to tell you how our first time would really go.

I’d have to do my very best to ensure that you’d want to do it again and again and again because I just know once I feel you around me I’m going to be insatiable. And the Bucky in the story was not trying his best.

An important part of sex for me is the build up and fictional Bucky completely ignored that. He started really rough right away with two fingers. I would start with one and move it slowly in search for the spot that would make you beg for more. And doll, you better be prepared to do a lot of begging. You’ve gotta beg for a second and third finger and if you do it good enough then I’ll give you my cock. But I’ll still go so slowly that it will annoy you and you’ll whine for me to hurry it up but I won’t because we’ve got all night. Eventually I won’t be able to take anymore of my own teasing and I’ll press right into you until I can’t go any further. You’ll feel so full, doll. That story was right about one thing -- the serum did make everything bigger.

What happens after my cock is in you, you ask? Do I continue to take my time or do I fuck you hard into the mattress? Do we switch positions or do we stick to the traditional? You’ll have to find out. I would love for you to come to my room at eight tonight so you can see for yourself. 

You’re not even sure what it is about the word that gets you wet so easily. It’s just a word for god’s sake and yet here you are, writhing on the mattress from the mere thought of it coming from Sebastian’s perfect lips.

pussy, you type at last and send the message. It’s not the word you want to use but it gets the job done and you anxiously await Sebastian’s reply.

Yeah? His text begins. Fuck, it’s been so long. Can’t wait to fuck you with my fingers and tongue and my cock and this new toy that I picked up for you.

Along with his message is a video of the toy. It’s pink silicone and Sebastian angles the camera around so you can look at it from different angles. It looks like it’s fairly flexible and even has a few realistic looking veins on the sides.

Sebastian’s hand in the video presses a button at the toy’s base and it starts to vibrate. He clicks it again and again, and you can tell by the change in sound that he’s showing off the different vibration settings.

Then he presses a different button and it starts to thrust. Another click to the button makes it thrust even faster and you can imagine how good that will feel inside of you while Sebastian’s tongue is focused on your clit.

Fuck, you write back. Need that.

Soon, sweetheart. I have to get back to work but I’ll talk to you later. XO

You bring yourself to an orgasm with your fingers, the combination of the new toy and the thought of Sebastian saying that word more than enough to have your toes curling into the blankets and your eyes closing shut in pleasure.

Sebastian comes home and the toy is just as amazing as you thought it would be. The welcome home sex is fantastic and even when the excitement of him being home dies down, the sex is still amazing as ever.

“I feel like you’ve been holding back on me, baby,” Sebastian says as he gets back into bed after throwing out the condom. He pulls you close to his chest and kisses the top of your head. “Ever since I got back you’ve seemed a little...distracted when we have sex. What’s up?”

Of course you know why you’ve come off as a little distracted. You have to choose your words carefully around him and that’s a little hard to do naturally in the heat of the moment.

You sigh and rest your hand on his toned stomach, tracing random patterns with your pointer finger.

“It’s nothing,” you say, because it really is nothing in the whole scheme of things. The sex is still the best you’ve ever had. But that answer doesn’t satisfy Sebastian.

“Come on, you know you can be honest with me,” he urges, sounding a little distressed.

You realize you’ve got to tell him the truth so you can stop concerning your boyfriend. You know he’s looking at you but you can’t meet his eyes with your own as you prepare your confession.

“I don’t know why,” you start, deciding to begin with an explanation. “I think it’s just the forbidiness of the word. The dirtiness, or something like that. I want -- I mean, only if you’d be okay with it, of course -- I want you to call my pussy a...a cunt.”

You feel like a huge weight has been lifted off your shoulders as you say the last word and you hold your breath while you wait for Sebastian to say something.

“Huh,” he says, fingers stroking your sides. “Is that so?”

You nod against him, too embarrassed to say anything more.

“You’re right,” he continues. “That is a dirty word. A dirty word for a dirty girl.”

You squeak as his fingers slip between your thighs.

“Goddamn,” he says, two fingers prodding right where you need him. You try to grind down on them to get them inside of you but he tsks at you.

“Nuh-uh,” he hums and you can’t see his face but you know he’s grinning to himself. “You’ll get my fingers when I decide that you and your cunt have earned them.”

Your breathing hitches when he says the word and your thighs automatically squeeze together for some relief but Sebastian’s hand is there to keep them apart.

“Please,” you whine, craning your neck so you can look at him pleadingly. Sure enough, he’s got the cockiest smirk on his face and you’d be annoyed about it if you weren’t so fucking turned on.

“You kept this secret from me,” he says, grazing his thumb along your clit and delighting in the way your body jerks against his. “I don’t think you deserve to come again today. And maybe not tomorrow, either. Maybe not for a week, at least.”

“Sebastian!” you practically sob. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you that’s what I wanted. But you should let me come today, you should let me come tomorrow, and you should let me come everyday for a week because I promise that I won’t keep a secret from you again.”

Sebastian licks his lips. “You mean that?”

“Yes,” you say, not entirely sure what you’re agreeing to. You need this so bad that you can hardly think. “Please, please, please fuck my cunt with your fingers and let me come.”

He seems satisfied with your begging and doesn’t say another word as he eases his fingers into you and quickly starts a rough and fast pace with them.

You gasp and moan as you bury your face into his torso and let your orgasm take over your whole body.

“Such a pretty fucking cunt on such a pretty fucking girl,” Sebastian whispers against your ear as you come down from your high. His fingers slide out of you and you can hear him sucking them clean but don’t have enough energy to look. When several minutes pass and you finally do have the strength to move, you find Sebastian looking at you adoringly.