I wrote this for the most wonderful friend in the entire world! I hope you enjoy it!

It's Chris Evans and NSFW, so minors DNE!

Not beta'd, I own my mistakes. I don't own Chris or Trish, just love them both!

Warnings: p in v sex, oral (f recieving), anal....might be all

Sebastian Stan

Love so Soft (fluff and smut)

Good morning, beautiful (fluff)

Sebastian Stan and Chris Evans

What do you Want From Me (smut)

Chris Evans

Hope this works. I tried for fluff :) 

Smut

Love So Soft

The movie was over two hours long. Your back was killing you, but you were in Sebastian’s loving arms. There was nowhere in the world that you would rather be.

After the movie was over, Sebastian didn't move, just kept rubbing your shoulder with his thumb. You didn't want to, but you had to get up and stretch.

“You look like you could use a back rub, Seb volunteered, watching you massage your lower back.

“Really? You don't mind,” you asked. You loved the idea but you really didn't want his hands on you. You were so very insecure around him. He had a body the god's would be jealous of, And you were, well, you.

Seb stood up and rubbed his hands together. “Come here, lay down.” Your eyes were locked on his as you slowly lay on his couch. “I promise I won't bite, well, only if you want me too,” he joked. You gave a weak smile.

His gentle hands massaged your lower back. You could feel the tension releasing from your body. He kneaded his way up your back. Just when you thought he was done, he started his way back down. Slightly harder this time. It felt so good.

When he reached the top of your butt he used his thumbs to run circles along your body. Then he tucked his fingers underneath the hem of your shirt, starting to pull it off of you.

You reached around and put your hands on his. “Wait, Seb,” you started, sitting up and straightening your shirt.

He sat done beside you. “What's the matter,” he questioned. He wrapped his arm around you. You just shook your head. “Tell me, babe.”

Rubbing your hands over your face, you mumbled, “It's nothing.” When he just looked at you, you admitted, “I just don't want you seeing me. It's embarrassing.”

“What's embarrassing,” he asked. “You don't have to hide anything from me.”

You give a small smile. “I know, I know. I'm just tired. I think I just need to go  home. I'll see you later.”

He kissed your head. “Okay, baby. I'll call you in the morning.”

Sebastian was good on his word. He did call you bright and early the next morning. He said everything was fine, even acted like you hadn't made a fool of yourself the night before. Talking to him made you feel better. He always had that way with you. He just had the best personality. He could light up any room he was in. You couldn't have a bad day with him around.

After talking to Sebastian, you took a nice, long, hot bubble bath. He had told you he made plans for the two of you tonight. So you just decided to chill until he came.

You spent the better part of the day re-reading your favorite novel. Before you knew it, it was time to get ready. You couldn't wait to see Sebastian's surprise for you.

His timing was perfect. You were just walking out of your bedroom when he knocked on your door. You opened it and your heart stopped. He was so amazingly handsome. Looking you up and down, he smiled.

“God, (y/n), you look so beautiful.” He leaned forward and kissed you on the lips ever so softly.

You blushed, “Thanks, Sebastian, you look like a dream. You adjusted your dress awkwardly.

Now he blushed. You loved how flustered he got when he was complimented. He took your hand and led you to his car. Opening your door, he bowed. You giggled, “What a gentleman.”

When you were buckled in, he leaned over and kissed your forehead, You watched his walk around the front of the Jaguar. After he started the car and pulled onto the road he reached over and put his hand on your thigh, You placed your hand over his and wrapped your fingers around his hand.

The drive was nice. You were too embarrassed to sing in front of him, but being the entertainer he was, he sang during the ride. So of course your cheeks hurt from smiling the whole time.

Eventually you got to the restaurant. You couldn't believe he would take you somewhere so nice. The lights were dim and it was so lovely. Sebastian pulled your chair out and kissed you again before he sat down.

The food was delicious, the music wonderful in the background. Sebastian kept the small conversation. He asked about your job and you asked about his. Of course he couldn't tell you much, he kept you wanting more. You could listen to him talk all night.

Dinner ended too quickly and he was leading you back to his car.

“I need to stop by the house; if you don't mind,” he said on the way home.

“Sure,” you answered. “It's a nice night, I'm not ready to go home yet.”

“Wonderful,” he smiled. “In that case, I've got something else planned.

This time it was Sebastian who was mostly quiet. He still held your hand the whole ride and opened the door for you when you arrived at his place. He stopped you at his door.

“Can I just,” he started as he leaned down to kiss you. When the short kiss was over, he admitted, “I've been wanting to do that all night. Just couldn't wait a second more.” His smile was so beautiful and genuine. You felt yourself melting for him.

After walking you through the threshold, he dropped your hand. “I hope you don't mind, but what I need is in my bedroom.” You cocked an eyebrow. “I think you'll like it,” he grinned, wiping his hands on the sides of his trousers. “Give me just a second,” and he disappeared up the stairs.

You took your hair down and got comfortable on his couch. You were daydreaming about what the rest of the night might hold when he came back to get you.

“Follow me,” was all he said before taking you by the hand and leading you up to his bedroom.

You watched him as he opened the door. He was trying to hide it, but you could tell he was nervous. Before you could say anything the smell of vanilla hit your nose. You turned your head and saw all the candles, roses and their petals thrown all around. You started tearing up.

“oh, baby,” he started, hugging you. “What's the matter? Did I do something wrong?”

You held him tight. “No, it's just no one has ever done anything like this for me. It's so sweet.”

Sebastian leaned down and lifted your chin up. “I wanted to show you how special you are to me.” He kissed your forehead, your cheeks, your nose then your mouth. His kiss was slow and wanting. You gripped his shoulders tightly, urging him on. By the time the kiss ended, you both were breathless.

He rubbed his thumbs down your cheeks, drying the last of your tears. “I love you so much, (y/n),” his hands now unzipping your dress.

“Sebastian,” you interrupted, still gripping his shoulders. “I really don't want you seeing me. I'm just so uncomfortable.”

“Baby, you're so beautiful,” he said, slowly pulling the dress off your shoulder. “I'll do anything to show you how gorgeous you are to me. I want you so bad.” He guided your hand down to the front of his trousers,.“So bad,” he repeated.

You played with him through the fabric as he kisses you, more feverish this time. He moans in your mouth, “Let me show you how beautiful you are to me.”

He unbuttons his shirt and continues kissing you. You can't help but run your fingers all over his chiseled chest and abs. Sebastian groans in approval as you let your dress fall to the floor. He runs his hand down you arms and onto your stomach. You couldn't help but feel bad seeing his tummy then looking to yours. But, damn, he did make you feel wanted. He began kissing down your neck and along your collar bone.

You undo his pants and let them drop to the floor. With his legs free, he guides you to his bed. He starts kissing you again and you begin rubbing him through his briefs.

“So beautiful,” he whispers, kissing down your tum and hooking his fingers on the top of your panties. You gasp when he gets them off and kisses where they covered. He urges you to lay back on the bed while he kneels in front of you. Slowly he licks your folds and into you. Your hands immediately find his head, your fingers laced through his gorgeous brown hair.

Ever so slowly his fingers enter you, caressing your insides. As his fingers  work their magic,  his tongue dances around your clit.

“I'm gonna come,” you pant. You hold him tight to you as you ride out your orgasm. He kisses and licks his way up your stomach, making sure he covers every inch of you with his mouth. His hands knead your soft breasts through the last remaining cloth on you.

“Baby,” he purrs. “You're so perfect.” He unhooks your bra and stares at you. “So perfect,” he repeats. You're nothing but heavy breathing as he caresses and  suckles your breasts. Spending plenty of time worshiping each one.

He eventually guides your legs onto the bed, laying you flat out for him. His hands leave  your body just long enough for him to remove his briefs. In a flash he is on top of you, his body against yours. You close your eyes as he wraps his fingers in your hair and the other hand is gently running down your side.

“You're so beautiful, (y/n). I completely adore you,” he says in between kisses. You wrap your legs around his as he guides himself to your welcoming entrance.

“Sebastian,” you groan as he gently penetrates you. He slides in and out of you, your bodies fitting together perfectly. “Oh, Seb,” you moan as he rocks you slowly. You gently bite his arm beside your head, urging him to pump harder. He kisses you then rests his forehead on yours as both your breaths quicken.

Your bodies move in perfect harmony. He reaches down between him and you and circles your clit, causing you to come on him. He finishes quickly after you.

“Fuck, (y/n),” he chokes out. His body shortly leaves yours as you both come down from your highs. You roll over and play with his hair; he runs his fingers up and down your arm.

His eyes glisten in the dark. “You're so beautiful,” he smiles.

“You already said that,” you said.

Just a little drabble I wrote a few days ago about Sebastian Stan.

No warnings, just fluff. And tee tiny short.

Hope you enjoy!

Thank you for the ask Brandi ❤❤❤❤

If you like it, I’d love for you to share.

Hard to Trust

You reach into your knapsack and pull out a small loaf of bread. The woman quickly takes it and mumbles, “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome,” you say as she walks on. Every day after studies you and other Abnegation kids give food out to the factionless. Today your two best friends were with you and your younger siblings, Caleb and Beatrice.

Caleb was Abnegation through and through. He was so much like your father, Andrew, who had recently replaced Marcus Eaton as the Abnegation leader. His son, Tobias, was your best friend. It had come to light that Marcus had abused Tobias since he was young and this was the cause of his fall. The only reason he wasn’t factionless was because some of the other council respected him. They also trusted Marcus because he had been Head of Council for so long. How anyone could trust a man who beat his own wife and child you would never understand.

“(Y/N), can you help me,” your boyfriend, Jordan called out. Giving out the last of your rations, you walk over to him.

“How can I help,” you ask, following him into the shambles of a long forgotten building. Jordan raises a hand to hush you and quietly searches for any others around. Content with his findings, he gently takes your hand.

“You can help me by putting your lips on mine,” he grins. You feel yourself blush as Jordan wraps his arms around you and gives you a passionate kiss. All to soon you hear footsteps approaching.

“You guys need to be more discreet,” you hear Tobias say.

“Why,” Jordan teased. “You gonna tell your daddy?” He looked from Tobias to you. “I was just joking, lighten up.”

“That doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt,” you say turning to your friend. “Sorry, Tobias. Are you okay?”

He looked hurt and was glaring at Jordan. “I’ve dealt with worse,” He responded.

You felt ice run through your veins. Marcus had done unimaginable things to his son. And he’d suffered for so long in silence.

“Are you two coming for dinner,” You ask after a minute. Tobias started to say something but shut his mouth again after looking behind you at Jordan. You saw the grin on his face before he turned and kicked at some ruble.

“We’ll see,” he said. Then turning back to you. “I’m gonna go check on your brother and sister. There’s no telling what she’s gotten into.

Jordan walked over with him and you watch them talk. They were both eighteen now and would be going to the choosing ceremony tomorrow. Your guess was that Tobias would choose to leave Abnegation, if for nothing more than to get away from his father for good. And who could blame him?

Jordan had talked about a future with you here. You weren’t worried. He loved what he did here and he loved you. Your eighteenth birthday was just a month away so you had another year before your own choosing day. But you knew you would choose to stay in Abnegation. You couldn’t wait for your future with Jordan.

While waiting for the boys to finish their talk you walk around, running your fingers along the old walls. It wasn’t long before Jordan jogged up and picked you up in an embrace.

“Were you being nice,” you ask as he put you back on the ground.

“Of course,” he exclaimed. “Actually I was asking him to keep Caleb and Beatrice busy later.” He kissed your forehead. “I want some time alone with you tonight. After our parents head to the meeting will you come over?”

You looked up into his dark brown eyes. “Is everything okay?”

He smiled and took your hand as you walk to your house. “I think it’s something to do with the ceremony tomorrow. My dad will be going so I will be alone most of the night.” You smiled at the thought. The two of you had never been alone together.

“And Tobias is staying with Caleb and Beatrice,” you ask. “You know they’re sixteen now, right?”

“No one likes to be alone, (y/n). Plus I think Beatrice has a little crush on him,” he winked. You laugh as you said your good-byes and walk into your house.

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After dinner you and your siblings clean as your parents leave to go to the meeting. Tobias showed up as your put the last of the dishes away. Caleb headed off to his room and Beatrice stayed in the front room talking to Tobias when you headed out the door.

Jordan was outside waiting for you. He embraced you in a small hug and then invites you inside. He turns on a light and you sit down. You couldn’t help but let your mind wander to in a few years when you and he would have your own place.

“What’s on your mind,” he asks, sitting beside you. “Must be something good for you to smile that big.” He takes your hand and you lean in for a peck on the cheek.

“Just thinking about the future,” you smile. Jordan nods and stands. He walks to the cupboard in the corner then walks around, rubbing his hands on his pants.

“I’ve been thinking about the future as well,” he comments, still pacing.

You feel a lump in your throat. He couldn’t be leaving, could he? Was he breaking up with you? Your mind danced around these ideas as the silence grew on.

“(Y/N), your know tomorrow is my choosing day,” he paused, swallowing thickly. “You and I, we’ve grown up together, been best friends for as long as I can remember.” Jordan finally slowed, coming to stand in front of you. He ran his fingers through his wavy hair. You watched him lick his lips, the ones you’d only gotten to kiss a few times. Too many to count, but not nearly as many as you’d like.

You watched your shaking hand reach out towards him and you pull it back, fidgeting with your cardigan instead. You felt very exposed all of a sudden. “Jordan, whatever it is…”

He cut you off, “Tomorrow everything is going to change.” He knelt down in front of you and takes both of your hands into his. “I need this change,” he said quietly, looking sadly into your eyes.

You couldn’t breathe. Your hands went to your throat as your breathing hitched. Tears were blurring your vision. Coldness replaced the heat when his hands left your thighs.

“I don’t want to be just friends anymore. I want you to be my wife.” You felt him wipe at your eyes. You held your breath thinking you’d misheard him.

“What did you say,” you finally muster.

“Be my wife, (y/n). I love you so much,” Jordan whispered. “I want you by my side, forever.”

You look into his eyes, his own tears threatening to fall. Then you look down. In his hands he held a small box with a thin golden ring in the bottom. As you sit in stunned silence he pulled out the ring. Everything felt as if it were in slow motion as he pulled the ring from the box and reached for your left hand still clutching your cardigan to your throat. He carefully slid the jewelry on your finger and smiled when it fit.

Jordan watched as you turned your hand, looking at the band. “You’re asking me to marry you,” you mumble.

His head fell to your lap, “Yes. Now please say yes, I think I’m going to throw up.”

You smile as you lift his head, softly caressing his ears and lean into him for a kiss. You nod and whisper, “Yes.” Jordan played with your hair as you both cry. “I thought your were breaking up with me,” you whisper.

“No baby,” he said kissing you. “Never.”

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Tobias was the only one up when you return home. He rushed to the door when he saw you.

“How did it go,” he smiled and reached for your hand.

You gasped, “You knew?” He laughed and nodded.

“I was sworn to secrecy.” You playfully punch his arm.

He hugged you before he left and you cried as he told you he’d miss you. You doubted you’d ever see him again.

Beatrice was asleep when you entered the room you shared. You undress quietly and let yourself think about happiness and Jordan, not hurting and Tobias leaving.

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Andrew and Natalie both had to be at the choosing ceremony so you were alone with your siblings. Caleb was kind enough to start breakfast before you and Beatrice came downstairs. Unfortunately you had a headache. Nightmares had kept you awake most of the night.

Beatrice wanted you to braid her hair. She noticed your ring as you turned her around. She couldn’t contain her excitement and asked you a million questions. You let her keep on as you made your way to the table. Even breakfast couldn’t quiet her much.

After cleaning you went back to bed. Your head still hurt and you were getting depressed about never seeing Tobias again. Before you nodded off you were able to console yourself by thinking of Jordan and how he would hold you when you missed your friend.

You were able to sleep all day until your parents came home. Beatrice had already told them about your engagement and Caleb was questioning your father on his duties during the ceremony and wondered what Jeanine was like.

“Do you mind if I walk to Jordan’s,” you ask as the talk calmed down. Andrew and Natalie looked at each other.

“(Y/N), why don’t you sit down,” your mother soothed. Your body was heavy as you obeyed. Beatrice sat beside you. Your mother began rubbing your shoulders as you twisted the ring on your finger.

Your father sat across from you and folded his hands on the table. “My dear, I’m sorry,” he started. You watched as he looked from you to you mother behind you. “I’m so sorry. Jordan chose to leave Abnegation.”

You stared at your father as he reached across the table to take your hand. Your mother continued to caress your shoulders and your sister hugged you tightly. Even your brother held your other hand as he knelt beside you. But none of it registered with you. You were too numb.