Harvey who's way too focused on his job, delivering your baby and holding her in his arms afterwards. "It's a girl !" he'd say brightly, then looks down and his face turns into pure panic as he remembers that's his daughter
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something something sebastian definitely has a slight southern drawl to his voice.
it’s more prevalent when he’s tired. his voice goes a little deeper, words less enunciated, and he’s long-forgotten putting on his pseudo-city accent to save face, to pretend that he isn’t part of pelican town.
it took him a while to figure out why you got so shy and flustered whenever the twinge of country-talk comes out to play, but he definitely uses it to his advantage once he realizes what’s going on.
“‘m going out to town later,” sebastian leans down to whisper next to your ear, a chaste kiss soon trailing from your shoulder to your neck, “need me to get ya’ anythin’ while i’m out?”
his head drops down then, nestling into the crook of your neck, while his arms wrap around you from behind. you’re stood frozen in shock, hands gripping at the kermit the frog themed coffee mug as you scrambled to find words — literally any words.
“or i could stay home…” sebastian’s words trailed off as his hand wandered into your (his) nightshirt with a tempting touch. “‘n we could go back to bed. wanna have some fun, darlin’?”
Will randomly just pick you up and carry you over his shoulder.
Calls you nicknames like short stack and hot stuff.
If he's feeling like a dick that day, he'll hold stuff above your head and not let you have it till you give him a kiss. 😭
He loves the size difference in bed too, his dick is already big, but to you it feels even bigger.
Puts you in missionary to watch his cock slide in and out of you.
Or cowgirl so he can watch you struggle to fuck yourself on his huge dick.
His favorite position would be picking you up and pounding you against the wall though. He's a show off, and what better way to show off his strength than in bed.
Elliot - 6'2
He thinks it's adorable.
Sometimes he purposely store things where you can't reach just so you have to ask for help. (He likes feeling wanted and useful <3)
Calls you his "Little Minx".
Sitting in his lap while he tries to play the piano will have him soo flustered.
Loves to see how big his dick looks next to you, he'll rest it on your pussy or face, finding it impressive that you can even fit him inside.
He likes to get handjobs from you for the same reason, your small hands make his cock look huge in comparison.
"I don't know, my love, are you sure you can handle me?" - he said the first time you two had sex. 😏
Harvey - 6'4
He didn't know he had a size kink till you met.
Feels like a perv, but he secretly loves how petite you are, you make him feel so big and strong.
Calls you my love, dear, angel, and sweetheart.
He could NOT handle it if you rode his cock, the sight of that would have him cumming in seconds.
Would never want to make you feel uncomfortable, but seeing and hearing you choke on his length would leave his face beet red. His cock would be throbbing and twitching nonstop from how fucking turned on his is.
He would insist you don't need to give him head, but obv you're not going to listen, you get turned on from it too.
When in missionary, he'd spread his hand across your lower stomach, his eyes wide at the fact he can just barely feel a bulge there.
Sam - 5'11
He's so annoying about it.
Like Alex, he'd tease you a lot.
Putting things on high shelves, picking you up out of nowhere, and calling you stupid nicknames.
Piggyback rides!! He thinks they're fun.
He's a switch. So he both loves to dominate you and be submissive for you.
Thinks you being so much shorter, but still bossing him around is really hot. He loves the confidence.
"Yes, ma'am."
Making him get on his knees and eat it. >>>
Gets so flustered when he see's you on your knees too. Like "holy shit, how is someone so hot really about to suck my cock right now?"
His dick gets even harder if he hears you gag on it.
Sebastian - 5'8
Calls you his little tadpole.
Likes to hug you from behind and rest his chin your head.
Sit on his desk and yap about your day to him while he's working and he'll look at you with hearts in his eyes.
He's submissive. So like Sam, he thinks it's hot that he's bigger, but you're the one in charge.
Order him, degrade him, push him around, he wants it all.
Edging him. >>>
Whines at the sight of your small hand jerking him off, whines even more when you stop just before he busts on your face.
He loves when you cockwarm him while he's supposed to be working.
Overstimulation!! Don't stop riding him after he cums, no matter how much he tells you "stop, s'too much." He'll use the safe word if he actually wants you to stop.
Shane - 5'4
Finally he isn't the shorter one in the relationship!
Calls you shorty and hot stuff. And if he wants to annoy you, chicken little.
Will randomly hug you from behind and press his bulge against your ass.
You're not too much smaller than him, so he knows you can handle it when he's rough.
Def manhandles you in bed. Flips you into his desired position, smacks your ass and pussy, and pounds you into the mattress.
His cock is on the shorter side, but it's girthy, so he's still giving you a good stretch.
Fucking your face is one of his favorite things to do, he loves seeing your eyes get watery and makeup start to smear.
Will cum down your throat and "make" you swallow it.
Abigail - 5'0
Literally the same height as you, or maybe 1-2 inches taller, but she's still suuuch a dick about it. Always pokes fun at you like she isn't the second shortest person in town.
Lovingly, ofc. It's just the first time she's been with someone smaller than her.
Even though you're the same height or close, she's very strong from practicing with her sword so often.
So yes, she also likes to show off her strength in bed.
Will pin you against the wall, get on her knees, and wrap both your legs around her shoulders, holding you up while she eats you out.
She's also a big fan of standing doggy. Loves to see you bent over and crying on her strap.
Her dick might be fake, but she can use it better than any man!
Insists you sit on her face too, don't even try to hover though, she'll grab your hips and hold you down on her face if you do.
Emily - 5'8
I can't see Emily having any strong feelings about it. She doesn't have much of a size kink.
But she still thinks you're adorable.
Calls you her little mouse.
Very doting and sweet girlfriend.
Loves to cook for you. Also uses you as her guinea pig for new recipes she's experimenting with.
I could see her as a top or switch.
Early morning sex in spooning position. >>
She wouldn't even bother to undress you, she'd just slip her hands into your panties, playing with your clit and kissing the side of your neck.
Sneaky sex in the saloon bathroom is a frequent thing.
She'll press you against the door and finger you from behind while groping your tits with her other hand.
Haley - 5'5
I think you also awakened a slight size kink with her.
She'll call you princess, babe, baby, and gorgeous.
Bratty switch, loves to piss you off so you'll fuck the attitude out of her.
Pull her hair while you pound her from behind and it'll have her squirting all over your strap.
Has a thing for dry humping and miniskirts, esp at the same time.
If you're both wearing short skirts, she loves to bend you over, flip your skirt up, and hump your ass.
Rubbing your pussy through your panties is another weakness of hers. Bonus points if your sat in her lap.
Lipstick kink? She loves kissing you all over and seeing your body covered in her lip prints.
Spanks your pussy while going down on you and giggles when she see's you moan and flinch from it.
Very sensitive nipples, she nearly cums from it when you suck on and play with her tits.
Leah - 5'3
Similar to Emily. She doesn't have a size kink, but does think you're super cute.
Very affectionate and loving. She cannot stop cuddling you and covering you in kisses.
Calls you her muse.
Ask her to paint you nude and she'll have the cutest blush and shakiest hands while doing it.
Firm switch. She wants to both give and receive most times you have sex.
Her guilty pleasure kink is the two of you getting tipsy on red wine before fucking all night.
Giggly sex with her. >>>
The type her lick your cum off her fingers while making eye contact.
Tribbing in missionary while you make out and play with each other's tits is her favorite thing in the world.
Not a republican but she is pro-bush.
Maru - 5'4
Another one without a size kink, she just doesn't really think about the height difference.
Top, maybe stone top.
Loves toys and experimental sex.
Giving you the strap + vibe combo has her unbelievably horny.
Nipple play is a big thing with her too, she needs to suck on & pinch your nipples while she fucks you.
Electricity play. She's very curious about it.
If you were down, she'd buy a kit for it online, testing it by giving your clit and nipples light shocks.
Expert at eating pussy, she likes to eat it from the back while squeezing your ass.
Tribbing with her. >>>
Penny - 5'1
Calls you babydoll and little lamb. 🥺
Honestly likes that you're around the same height, that way neither of you have to hurt your neck looking up or down at the other.
Definite pillow princess.
She just likes being able to lay back and be taken care of for once.
Very shy and even a little embarrassed during sex for the first few times. She'd try to hold back her moans at first, but after a while she just couldn't keep it in.
That's how you learned she's actually quite vocal in bed.
Likes doggy style, mating press, spooning.
Not big into toys besides a strap and vibrator.
Hesitant to initiate, but you can tell when she's in the mood when her face is flushed and she can't stop squirming in your lap.
Ugh imagine bouncing her on your cock while you're sitting down, she's facing away from you and covering her mouth to try n not be so loud.
But then you find just the right angle to hit while squeezing her hips, and it leaves her nearly screaming as she suddenly creams around your strap. 🥴
thinking about big tall guys who love having a petite partner.
he loves to just pick you up and throw you over his shoulder. there’s no rhyme or reason, he just loves walking around with you flailing on his shoulder until you eventually give in.
he actually just loves to pick you up in general! whether it’s sitting you on the counter, giving you a piggy back ride, throwing you on the bed, or doing the princess spin™, he loves it!
he loves to tease when you try to give him a kiss, but no matter how much you stand on your tippy toes, you can’t reach. he then chuckles before bending nearly in half just to give you a kiss.
and when you’re together in public? he’s always making sure he has his hand on you in some way. you’re just too little, he doesn’t want to lose you in the crowd!
he loves to put his hand over yours and compare hand sizes in his head. it makes him feel so giddy and makes him see you as even more adorable.
bear hugs are his favorite! his body almost swallows you up, and he loves every second of it! he thinks you’re so cute, head tucked against his chest and whining about how he’s squeezing you to death.
he often teases you about not being able to reach the kitchen cabinets, as well. one second you’re halfway climbing the counter trying to grab something and the next he’s padding up behind you to grab whatever it is you need. he hands it to you and walks away like it was no big deal while you huff. (he finds you even cuter when you do that.) he also does this when you’re grocery shopping.
he can’t help how cute you are, so little when compared to him!
| thinking of kirishima, fatgum, all might, bakugou (mha), reiner, jean, erwin (aot), nanami, gojo (jjk), jason, dick, wally (dc), alex, sam (sdv), rengoku, tengen (kny) + your favs!
a/n: This took a while to write, sorry for procrastinating. Got a bit too silly :((
tw: 18+ mentions of b*ners and h*rniness, and implications of s*x
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Harvey 🩺
Harvey would be hesitant to ask if you're down to have sex, but whenever he's in the mood usually he tries to act like everything is fine. But really, he can't help but have his touch linger than you longer than usual 🤭, and he really is TRYING his best to remain respectful for you. 🥺
It's also easy to catch him staring at you as he bites his lips anxiously or how he fumbles slightly with his words when you're speaking with him, it's also not that easy to miss the way he faces his pants away from you. You can still catch the sight of that suspicious bump in his trousers 😚...
Despite the ache in his pants, he's not going to ask you to do something about it though! Since you've probably been busy with the hard work managing the farm,,, He doesn't want to bother you about it, unless you do like to bother with it. :))
Elliot ✒️
Only at seldom times does Elliott ever get into the mood, so there's hardly ever any time for him to ask for sex and stuff. But usually after his book tours or when you've been busy with whatever tasks you've taken up--Or had a long mining trip at Calico (They should add elevators ngl), he misses you a lot. 🥺
So when he feels deprived of you, Elliott is particularly very affectionate with you. Whether you're cooking and preparing dishes in the kitchen, watching tv on your big couch, or just about to sleep, expect to feel a pair of arms wrapped around your waist as he nuzzles himself into the back of your shoulders. 😌 (He's not subtle about it either).
He'll sometimes ask if you'd be willing, he may outright tell you that he "yearns" or "wants you". As he kisses the back of your neck, eyelashes fluttering up to look at you almost pleadingly, would you really say no to that face?
Shane 🐥
It's hard to say how often Shane gets horny, since he used to get a case of whiskey dick before he met you, but now that he has you, he has cut back on the alcohol, since he wants to live long enough and grow old with you. Back on topic, it really depends on how far you are in your guy's relationship.
Early on, he feels like it's unreal that you chose him of all people in Pelican Town, so whenever he does get in the mood, he doesn't want to burden you with something as troublesome as dealing with him. :( Whenever he does get the small courage to ask, he suddenly backs out. "Hey, is it okay if-- Nevermind. Forget I asked." is what you're mostly met with as he walks past you, ashamed. ☹️
But if you've been together for a while (or married), he does open up more about it. Whenever you two are just laying side by side in bed, he just thinks you're so pretty then suddenly he's got a boner! He would just hold your hand and gaze at you, waiting patiently. "If you want to of course." He would mumble, "It's not like you have to if you don't really feel like it." Well maybe you do. 😊
Sebastian 🐸
Sebastian's sex drive is kinda low, so it's very rare for him to get horny. But whenever he is? He's noticeably a lot more touchy and even clingy. Sebastian would be the one initiating physical affection with you. You two are lying in bed together? He has an arm wrapped around you, spooning. Oh you guys are playing on console together? You're now playing overcooked sat on his lap! He's busy coding? His hand is resting on your thigh "to feel less anxious".
Even if you're not always glued to the hip, he always finds a way to be near you. If you're cooking, he's sitting by the table, softly smiling at you. But when you're in public and he's in the mood? This boy is a MENACE. 😭 He'd innocently whisper the things he is imagining about you in your ear before pulling away with a cheeky grin as if nothing happened.
Sebastian would mention he needs to go home, before not so subtly letting you know that you can come with. With the way he's now smiling oh so sweetly! Maybe you are gonna get back at him for that.
Sam 🎸
With this boy? You already know he's constantly dtf 🙄, he doesn't even need to outright say it. Sam's already clinging onto you the second he sees you, any second he's humping against your leg like a dog in heat! Especially when he gives you this face. -> 🥺
"So..." He'd always start off before following up with a "Can we fuck?... Please?" Sam might add in a whine too if he begged. Though of course he won't force you if you're uncomfortable and not in the mood; He'd usually take care of himself in the bathroom.
But if you are in the mood and down to fuck.. Sam would be over the moon! He would be so happy and excited, kissing and touching you all over. Though your legs won't be happy either the next day.
Alex 🏈
Out of all the bachelors, Alex would be the shyest when it comes to being horny. His first instinct the moment he gets a boner around you is to avoid physical touch all together, he wants to be respectful with you is all..🥺 Dude won't let you sit on his lap, kiss him, or anything that involves you pressing your body against his and he refuses to let you touch him!
You'd know immediately when you straddle his lap, and when you lean close, you can hear this boy WHIMPER. 😩 Alex is trying his best to be a gentleman, but when his fingers are practically digging into your waist, he is holding back SO much.
He would rest his head against your shoulder, filling the room with his sounds. Alex would be PLEADING "Please-- please please can I touch you?" but he patiently tries to waits for you " That's probably enough teasing this poor guy don't you think?
(I should probably write a scenario of this ngl)
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contains ; fluff! gn!(but written with fem in mind)farmer for most. implied male in alex’s. non canon setting (for most). unestablished relationships—pre dating. alcohol usage. smoking (cigarettess).
note ; i had a nice time in my imagination with this one
harvey.
he stares at you, stunned at how easily you were able to do the thing he’s been thinking about for weeks. how soft your lips felt, how comforting your hand on his chest was, and how genuinely intoxicated just one simple kiss from you was already making him feel.
he clears his throat, and almost like you just sucked every word out of him, all he could muster up was a mumbled, “thank you.” he thanked you. for kissing him.
you purse your lips, trying your darnedest not to laugh watching his face just drop, realizing the first thing he said to you after you kissed him for the first time was a thank you.
“oh no, it was my pleasure.” you tease, allowing a small giggle to slip. he sighs like his blood has run cold, too embarrassed to even respond. luckily for him, you’re just too perfect, and you cool his sting by leaning in and pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek. you pull back with a smile, hand cupped over the opposing one, “goodnight harvey. i’ll see you tomorrow. you can thank me for that one, then.”
sam.
he acted almost as quick as you did, the moment he saw your eyes fixate on his lips and lean in, he wasted no time to fill in the gap between you two.
“you kissed me.” he says, face washed in amusement and adrenaline. he remains a solid grip where his hands rest on your lower waist, clear he has no intent on letting you go anytime soon.
“i might’ve.” you murmur, flickering your gaze to and from his. if he didn’t know any better, he’d think—
“are you all shy now? did i make you nervous?” he angles his head to chase your nervously wandering eyes, mischievous grin and tease in his tone. his hand consciously cups the side of your neck, thumb pressing into your jaw to gently force your chin up and maintain eye contact.
you huff, shaking your head. “well, a little! we just kissed!” you try not to sound too whiny—though, the way his grin spreads almost makes you forget that plan.
“aha! i made you nervous! am i so handsome? am i such a good kisser?” he muses, snickering in triumph.
“sam,” you test, narrowing your eyes through your eyelashes.
“what? you dunno know the answer? wanna kiss again to find out?”
shane.
he didn’t actually think you’d lean in, much less keep it going for so long that he’d have to push against you a moment later to give him a second to breathe.
but you shake your head, misinterpreting it all so quickly. “i’m sorry—i’m so sorry, i shouldn’t have kissed you, i don’t know why i did that, i’m sorry—“
“whoa, i wasn’t pushin’ you away,” he immediately rouses, “i’m not mad that you kissed me.” and he snickers lowly, “more like pounced on me.”
“you’re not?” you hum breathlessly, straightening your pants and tucking pieces of your hair back. now your chest bubbles with a new kind of embarrassment. you nibble on your lower lip, attempting to ease your breaths. “i—i dunno why i did that. i don’t usually drink…much less makeout with people while i do.”
you slouch back down on the old, creaky dock next to him. he snorts, tilting his head, “‘m just too irresistible, huh?”
you shoot him a glower. “yeah,” you say like it’s sarcastic, but really, you’re well aware you aren’t drunk enough to start behaving irrationally. “i just didn’t mean to do that.”
“i don’t mind that you kissed me.” he shrugs.
you watch as he takes a swig from his beer can. his eyes focus on the overall still lake in front of you both. “you don’t?”
he almost wants to tease you for all your disbeliefs. he chooses to scoff out a laugh instead, shaking his head. “mm-mm.”
you turn to face the water, gently swinging your dangling legs over the edge. “hm,” you hum back, “maybe we should talk about that when we’re both sober.”
sebastian.
he’s borderline shocked at how easy it was for him to kiss you back—no hesitation after your fingers brushed the back of his hair to pull him in. he’s almost loopy, too, and he’s never been the type to swoon so hard from these kinds of affections. but he’s also learned a lot has changed since he first met you.
“you taste like cigarettes.” you murmur as you step back, licking your lower lip as if to repeat the taste. you turn towards the city lights, and for the first time he’s finding it nearly impossible to follow your gaze.
“i’m sorry,” he truthfully says, absentmindedly stepping down on the previously tossed cigarette butt at his shoe. “i’ve been trying to stop.”
“tastes like you, too. mixed in, i guess.” you note with a smile, “it’s not terrible though. but good, you should try and quit.”
he honestly doesn’t know how to take that—in his mind, he can’t imagine that tastes good, much less the combination any glorious. yet you turn to him again, stuffed hands unfolding from your pockets to reach across for his.
all you had to do was to give him a tiny tug, sliding your hands up his shoulders before he repositioned his own back to where they previously sat on your waist.
“let me bask it in while i can, though.”
alex.
you’ve almost never seen him with this soft, content look on his face. you’re half expecting him to burst into laughter, try to justify his actions with a teasing lilt and offer to pretend like it never happened.
but no. all he does is look at you, watching the way your eyes shift between each of his, evaluating. like he’s waiting for one of you to break.
you take the bait. “why’d you do that?” you murmur, quiet enough the wind almost picks it up.
he shrugs. “i dunno. it felt right.” he hums, and despite his uncertain words, he says it with sincerity. “was that the wrong choice?”
you think for a moment. for you, you surely thought about it for weeks. but the timing certainly didn’t feel appropriate. vulnerability changes a man like him most of all, and the last thing you’d want to do was take advantage of that. you absentmindedly swirl the grains of sand under your fingertips.
“no, i don’t think so.” you respond easily.
he nods. you’ve never seen him this quiet, but despite that, you’ve got an idea of what’s exactly going through his mind. when he turns away, you’re certain.
“you won’t tell anyone, will you?”
“of course not.”
elliott.
he had almost forgotten why he invited you over—just for inspiration on the last couple chapters of his novel, or did he honestly plan for it to go like this?
“so…what happens after they…kiss?” you coyly murmur, still held in his embrace so close you can smell the drop of pomegranate on his lips.
“well, i haven’t written that far just yet,” he pauses to take a breath, “i was hoping they’d finally confess their love.”
he’s so handsome this close, your head still reels and lips feel fuzzy as you struggle to bring back in your even breaths.
you nod, slow and computing. “yeah—no, that sounds good.”
your plump lips hold him in a trance, as do his, making it so hard to concentrate on his words all the while you feel you’re too fixated on them.
“so you believe they love each other? that they should finally tell the other?”
the kiss rendered you thoughtless—what can you expect from a romantic like him? however, the metaphor is not lost on you. and had he let you go at this point, it wouldn’t have been so easy for you to eagerly nod, “absolutely. two people in love should tell each other they’re in love.”
꒰ ✶ ꒱ … ❛ MEDDLE ABOUT ❜ : when a foul mouthed nicotine addict does everything he can to get your attentions to exceed friend ship status.
val’s notes ⟡ nsfw. minors do not interact. sebastian x fem!reader. content warnings: semi-public sex, cowgirl, p in v, unprotected sex, creampie, pining, seb calls reader princess & baby, and sebastian is in love with you for reals. notes: inspo song. an incredibly self serving fic where seb is covered in tattoos and piercings; because duh. word count: 3.5k — please like & reblog if you enjoyed !
The knock came at ten forty-seven pm, while you were lounging in bed, nose stuffed in the most recent smutty book you’d gotten your hands on. The sudden noise made you jump, eyes flicking to the clock on your bedside table. You huffed out a breath, letting the tension leave your body.
It wasn’t out of the ordinary for Sebastian to simply show up at your doorstep at random times throughout the day every so often. But his visits tended to be well into the night, which had led you to make several jokes about him being a gentleman caller. To which he’d always roll his eyes and then playfully offer his services. You hadn’t ever accepted, despite wanting to look him dead in the eye and ask him to take his fucking clothes off. He’d always pop up with a new tattoo or piercing, gradually showing you more and more of his skin.
You questioned many times if that was his way of hinting to you that he was interested but you didn’t ask. Maybe because he was a recluse and you didn’t want to push him away. So you accepted the oddly flirtatious relationship the two of you had and enjoyed the late night smokes, talks, and walks he had to offer you. Except tonight was different. Tonight you wanted to be honest and admit your feelings for him.
You dropped the book in front of you, letting it fall shut as you slipped off your bed. You made your way through the otherwise silent house, seeing headlights peak through the curtains attached to the window near your front door.
You grasped the metal door handle, pulling it open to see the usual suspect. Messy black hair falling into his eyes as a cigarette hung between his teeth. It was still smoking and already half way gone. You leaned against the door frame, looking up at him with a pearly smile. His snake bites caught the light above your door and flashed for a moment.
“Come to steal my snacks again?” It was playfully accusatory.
Sebastian rolled his eyes, pulling the cigarette from between his lips. Something about him felt different, you realized. He seemed to be in higher spirits than usual but maybe you decided not to look too far into it. Maybe he was just happy to see you.
“It’s not stealing if you watch me do it without complaining.” His flicked the ash, pursing his lips before speaking. “And no snack theft. Just an outing. An excursion out of town, if you will.”
“Fair enough.” You couldn’t help but sigh, head tipping to the side so it could rest on the doorframe as well. “A little jaunt into the woods? You wouldn’t happen to be planning my gruesome murder, would you?”
“Unfortunately for you, I like your snark too much.” He waved his hand at you, “Now go on. We’re taking my ride this time.”
You watched him put out the finished cigarette on the bottom of his boot; flicking it into the flower pot you’d put on your porch just for him. You’d done it happily, even if you’d teased him for it. The funniest part to him had been the fact that he found a joint in there once and he teased you for it right back. That had been the beginning of going to a quiet spot out of town and getting absolutely blitzed while talking about the most random shit. You hoped tonight would be like that too. Simple, easy, and nothing but cracking jokes.
You smiled to yourself, fighting the heat rising up your throat. You leaned away from the doorframe and nodded. “Lemme get my shoes.”
He watched you step back inside, slipping on a pair of vans before grabbing a light coat from the hangers in the entryway. You slipped it on, making sure to check the pocket for your stash. You were relieved to realize it was still there and you closed the door behind you. But you stopped in your tracks when you noticed the brand new car in your driveway.
You quickly whipped your head around to look at Sebastian, who was a few paces behind you with the most shit eating grin on his face. You narrowed your eyes at him, jabbing your thumb in the direction of the car, “Uh, since when?”
Sebastian couldn’t help himself, he cracked a laugh, covering his mouth as he chuckled. “Your face is killing me,” he said between breaths.
With an eye roll, you flicked him in the arm and turned back towards the car. It was black, of course. To you that made sense. But it was also sleek and and sexy. You’d gotten so used to the raggedy truck he borrowed from his mom all the time that the vibe shift was insane. You didn’t hate it though because honestly it fit him perfectly.
You walked towards the passenger side, pulling the door open and plopping yourself down in the seat. The seats were smooth black leather and, not to your surprise, Sebastian had already added LEDs to the interior. It almost made you giggle; he was so predictable.
As you inspected the interior, he quietly slipped into the driver’s seat. He pulled out of your driveway, letting you go about your business in peace and quiet. It was entertaining, really, anything you did was entertaining. Even if you were immersed in one of your books or trying to beat his high score on a video game. He could watch you watching paint dry and he’d still find it entertaining. Maybe he was too far gone but he didn’t care.
It was a quiet night on the road; just the breeze, bugs, and Sebastian’s newest playlist playing from the stereo. It briefly crossed your mind, again, that the songs on the playlists felt targeted. But you chose to ignore it for your own sanity. All the possible signs that he felt the same for you all boiled down to one thing: it couldn’t possibly be a good enough sign. It was something you did too often but couldn’t stop.
Sebastian looked at you from the corner of his eye, tongue peaking out to wet his bottom lip. You were yapping about the book you’d been reading the past few days; including all the tiny smutty details that had you visibly flustered in his passenger’s seat. He was used to this, the stream of consciousness that you became when utterly relaxed around him. He never teased you about it because if you ever stopped, he might actually pass away. Maybe that was dramatic.
He drove to one of the usual spots the two of you tended to occupy on these excursions. This time it was the cliff overlooking Zuzu City. Which happened to be one of your favorite spots and Sebastian knew that. Your yapping died off as you realized where he’d taken you, a soft smile gracing your face. He watched you and the second you smiled, his heart stuttered in his chest.
Sebastian parked the car, climbing out of the car and making his way over to the large boulder near the cliff edge. He hopped atop it, legs dangling off the side as he lit himself another cigarette. You followed behind him, crossing your legs once you were on the boulder.
It was pleasantly warm out, with a delicate breeze passing through the surrounding trees and it made you feel incredibly glad that he’d showed up at your door that night. You could tell him now but you simply pushed down the urge and watched him take a drag of his cigarette.
When he met your eyes, his heart stuttered again. There was something there, something he couldn’t quite place. Until it hit him like a train. You were staring at him the way he stared at you. God had it always been so obvious? Was he an idiot? Was he blind? He concluded that he must be.
“U-um.” He cleared his throat, ashing his cigarette as he turned his face towards you.
The metal peaked out, clear as day this time, as he wet his lips. He saw the way your pupils widened in recognition, how your eyes lingered on his lips. How you slowly lifted your gaze to his eyes and your pupils remained blown wide. It wasn’t that you were surprised, he had plenty of piercings as it was. It was simply the placement of this one that had your brain spinning.
You swallowed, trying to compose yourself. You took a deep breath in through your nose and shook your head playfully. “A car and a new piercing? So many surprises. Is it a special day or something?”
Yes, he wanted to say. Yes it was. But the intended confession just wouldn’t come out. “Is it really that surprising?”
“Well, no. You show up with a new tattoo or piercing every single time you knock at my door.” You shrugged, the realization came out in words but it didn’t process in her mind. “Feels like it’s different this time. Like you’re tryna impress me.” You sounded like you were teasing but as you spoke, the cogs in your head began to turn.
Sebastian stared at her, heat rising up his neck till it reached his ears. God you were right. You were always right. “I am tryna impress you,” it came out without warning. But deep down he was glad he’d finally admitted it.
It’d been weeks, fuck, months even; of this weirdly flirtatious but painfully platonic vibe between the two of you. It had been driving him crazy but only because he could never get the courage to admit how he actually felt for you. All these tiny signs that maybe you liked him too but none of them felt solid enough. So he always let them slip by.
He watched you process what he said, mouth parting slightly in surprise. Your brain was running a thousand miles per minute, struggling to process his confession. Partly because you were convinced he was just joking like he usually did. But the other part was that his expression and tone were deadly fucking serious.
You were stumbling over what to say in response. This was the moment you were supposed to flirt back, confess your own feelings. He’d given you such a beautiful opening and if you didn’t take the chance, you’d effectively be an idiot.
“You don’t have to try and impress me, Seb.” You laughed softly, leaning in to graze your lips against his cheek.
He held back a feral groan, compressing it into a held breath that slowly deflated. Even you saying his nickname absolutely wrecked him. But your proximity and the smell of your perfume had his head spinning. You were intoxicating in the best way and he was convinced he’d never get enough of it.
Sebastian’s hand flew up to grip your waist, fingers tightening there as he leaned into the ghost of your lips. But you were leaning away from him again and his mind was screaming at him to chase it. So he turned his head just enough to catch your lips with his. Pulling you closer by your waist, his other hand caressed the back of your neck. He kissed you like a man starved, gasping against your mouth.
It was a different pace than you were used to with him but you didn’t care. You just melted into him, running your tongue against his lips between kisses. Sebastian huffed against your mouth, grip on you tightening ever so slightly. He chased your lips with his as his hands moved down your body, to your thighs.
He pulled you into his lap, fingers skimming up your inner thighs until they slipped underneath the skirt you were wearing. As your thighs settled on either side of his waist, it made your heart race and your breathing stutter. It suddenly felt incredibly hot, even with the night breeze. His skin was scorching against yours and it was driving you crazy.
You could feel his growing hard on below you, trapped behind his jeans and boxers. All of it made your skin prickle with anticipation as your own hands slid over his shoulders, wrapping your arms around his neck. He looked like a mess below you but you knew this wasn’t his last form. By the time you were done with him, he’d look thoroughly destroyed.
When his fingers grazed the waistband of your panties, they stopped moving and his body stilled against yours. He looked unsure, anxious even, but he had no reason to be. You reached below your skirt, hand hovering over his as you tugged on the waistband lightly yourself. Sebastian shivered, groaning to himself as he tugged them down your waist.
You stood above him and he drug them down your legs, his own pupils expanding as he saw how wet you were. He tucked your panties into his hoodie pocket as he pulled you back into his lap. His hand found your waist and throat again as he pulled you back into a hungry kiss, nipping at your bottom lip between breaths.
Your fingers fumbled with the buckle of his belt, yanking the pieces apart as smoothly as possible before tugging the zipper down on his jeans. Sebastian’s hands fell back, bracing himself against the rock as he watched your hands make quick work of his clothing.
His hand flew to your hands, stopping your movements. “Are you sure?”
Your eyes snapped to his, chest heaving. “Yes. Are you?”
He huffed. As if exasperated, rolled his eyes as his head momentarily dropped back. He looked at you again, “Honestly just fuck me already.”
His statement hit you so hard that it knocked the air out of your lungs. Combined with his usual pallor having turned a beautiful shade of red as he looked up at you, his own chest heaving under your hands; you felt like you were falling head first into him. It was simply too much in all the best ways.
As your lips met his, one hand reached into his boxers, carefully pulling out his cock to grasp it with your hand. To which Sebastian gasped, whining quietly as his eyes struggled to stay open. “F-fucking heelll,” he drawled at the feeling of your hand moving in a smooth rhythm along his length.
Sure he’d imagined this moment many times. He’d even had wet dreams about you. But the real thing was nowhere near the lackluster shit he tried to come up with in his head. His breaths came out in short huffs as he watched you work his length, your own face growing hot. It was a beautiful sight, seeing your eyes blown wide and glassy. He’d happily die right there is his deepest desire wasn’t within his reach.
Sebastian groaned when your hand slipped off his cock, his eyes chasing your hand as it pulled your skirt up in front. His brain stuttered as you exposed the naked skin your inner thighs. His eyes rose to the trail of wetness that was slipping down your skin, and finally your pussy, as you aligned his shaft with your entrance. One of his hands moved to your hip instinctively, his body pulsing as if you’d made him a live wire.
Your face contorted in pleasure, mouth dropping open ever so slightly to let loose a moan as you slowly sank down on his cock. Sebastian devoured the sight while adjusting to the feeling of your wet hot walls enveloping him. Whatever fuck ass ideas he’d had about the way your pussy would feel around his dick, he’d been dangerously wrong. Because he immediately knew he was pussy whipped.
“Seb.” Your head dropped forward, catching your lip between your teeth with a whine of his name. Your hands found purchase on his chest, fisting his shirt in your hands.
His hips jerked up into yours without thinking, both of your bodies shuddering from it. Keeping his hand on your hip, he moved his other hand to your throat, pulling you into a softer kiss than before; your hips beginning to move in a delicate rhythm. He could feel your pulse against his fingers and he chose to focus on that and your lips, instead of the undying urge to thrust into you.
Soon enough the two of you were leaned into each other, foreheads pressed together as your choppy breathing filled the space between you and him. Sebastian fought his urges, slipping his hand from your throat, down to the collar of your tank top. With his pointer finger, he pulled it down, hooking it on the underside of your breasts before leaning in to bite and nip at your hot skin.
He left a trail of marks from your tits to your neck, humming against your skin in approval as he did so. He felt your walls tighten around him almost imperceptibly, his hips moving to meet yours; except this time it was on purpose. His hands found your hips again, holding you steady as he began to fuck you from below. In return, you unclipped your bra, dropping it on the boulder beside him so he could see all of your chest.
It made your heart swell when he whined, head tipping back after his eyes landed on your bare tits. A quiet ‘fuck’, followed by his hips slamming into you from below. It left your spine tingling and a raw moan fell from your mouth, landing against the skin of Sebastian’s neck as you leaned forward. You were desperately trying to cling to him as your head spun from the sensations. You hadn’t even considered how it’d feel to hear him moan because of you, and better yet, for you. It was making you feel drunk, his noises and the drag of his cock through your walls.
You started moving your hips to meet his, hands caressing both sides of his jaw as your breaths began coming out in choppy moans. You nipped at his lips, tongue dragging across his lower lip as you ground your hips into his in tight circles. His pelvic bone caught your clit and you immediately whined into his mouth. “More, please.” You begged him.
“Anything, princess.” Sebastian doesn’t keep you waiting, choosing to lay back against the boulder.
More than willing to take the discomfort as long as you didn’t have to. He kept your hips elevated as he started fucking you mercilessly. He doesn’t even bother trying to muffle his own sounds, which spilled out of him, a cacophony of moans and groans that loosely sounded like your name but not quite. It only made your walls clamp down around him tighter and you couldn’t help the how it rippled every time he bottomed out inside you.
You could barely process the world around you anymore, aside from Sebastian and the places his body was connected to yours. He looked about the same, positively fucked out and mind empty except one thing, you. you wanted to hang on longer but you could feel your orgasm rapidly approaching due to the friction of his pelvis against your clit. Almost as if your bodies were made to be fitted together this way.
It sounded corny in your mind, especially with him fucking you senseless, but on the other hand… it only turned you on more. Your thumb pushed his chin up, his eyes meeting yours with parted lips and eyes that were only pupil. He knew without you even having to tell him but it didn’t stop him from smirking; the cocky fuck.
“Are you close, baby?”
You nodded frantically, your hips stuttering and shaking as you chased your high. Until it collapsed around you, body shaking against his as he held you close. His yelled out a string of curse words, hands gripping your waist so hard he might bruise you. His hips stilled against you. Balls deep inside you as the convulsions of your pussy made his snap, cumming inside you as his head spun from the sensations.
After a few moments and even though you were still recovering with scattered thoughts and shaky breaths, Sebastian thrusts slowly and deeply as his orgasm began to ebb away. He watched as his cum began to leak out of you, even with his cock stuffed inside.
“I will never get used to this.” He admitted, eyes glistening like the lines of cum slipping down your inner thighs. It made him hungry for more and he knew he wasn’t going soft anytime soon. "You're so fucking beautiful."
You laughed softly, slowly coming down from your high with him. But you kissed him, tongue brushing against his before you pulled away, to wrap your arms around him. You hugged him for a moment before leaning back.
"You wouldn't mind breaking in your car, would you?" You asked with a tiny smirk.
“You don’t have to tell me twice.”
꒰ ✶ ꒱ … ❛ AVALON'S NOTES ❜ : i’ve finally put this idea into writing after letting it bounce around my empty ass head. i hope you enjoyed! lemme know if you’d like more sebastian… especially if it’s with tats and piercings hehe. also, if you’d like to read or save this fic on AO3, here’s the link.
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