#sebby stan

[mrs-bucky-barnes106]

we saw oppenheimer at 12:00 with a black coffee and barbie at 4:30 with a diet coke like the lord intended

[mrsbarnes-avenger]

All I can see are ARMS… damn it. Chick is LUCKY AF 🩵🩵🩵

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Hickeys » Sebastian Stan

Pairings: Boyfriend!Sebastian Stan x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: Sebastian and Y/N can’t keep their hands off of each other while on vacation with her family and her brother sees the hickeys Sebastian left on her.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, little bit of PDA, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, fingering, unprotected sex, praise kink, pet names (baby, sweetheart)

Request: if you feel comfortable writing, you could do Sebastian x reader where they are on vacation with the reader's family and they can't keep their hands off each other leading to you know what.... ;) and the other day the brother the reader notices some lol marks and makes a little joke.

A/N: Thank you to the lovely anonymous person who requested this! I also apologize, I accidentally posted it instead of saving it to my drafts. Also, for some reason Tumblr isn’t letting me post requests with the asks and I don’t know why.

A/N #2: Thank you to @buckys-wintersoldier for helping me find 2 out of the 3 pictures down below.

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

You invited Sebastian to go on vacation with you, your parents, and your brother. You two haven’t been able to keep your hands off of each other since you guys got here.

You walked outside to see Sebastian talking to your brother. You bit your bottom lip and walked over to Sebastian and sat down on his lap.

“Is my brother annoying you, baby?” You asked, kissing his stubbly cheek.

Your brother squinted his eyes at you, glaring at you.

“No not at all, sweetheart.” Sebastian says, wrapping his arm around your waist.

“I’m gonna leave before you two start making out in front of me.” Your brother says, getting up and walking away.

When your brother was out of sight, you took the opportunity to kiss Sebastian. The kiss got heated quickly. Sebastian maneuvered you so you were straddling him.

“I’ve been waiting for this all day.” Sebastian says against your lips.

“Me too.” You agreed.

You rubbed your hands up and down on his shirtless body. One of Sebastian’s hands slid up your back and toyed with the string of your bikini top.

“Mmm Seb, not out here.” You say, grabbing his arm.

“Why not?” Sebastian moves his lips down to your neck. “It wouldn’t be the first time we fucked on the beach.” He says with a smirk.

“Let’s go to the bedroom.” You say.

You stood up, holding your hand out for him. Sebastian stood up, taking your hand in his and went inside, quickly leading you to the bedroom before your parents and brother seen you two. As soon as you guys were behind closed doors, Sebastian pinned you against the wall and kissed you hungrily. He grasped the back of your thighs and picked you up, taking you to the bed. He laid you down gently and hovered over you. One of his hands slid down your body and slipped inside of your bikini bottoms. His fingers found your clit and began rubbing it in circles. You moaned and arched your back. Sebastian’s other hand went underneath you and untied your bikini top, throwing it somewhere in the room. He kissed along your neck and chest. You gasped when his teeth nipped your skin, hard enough for hickeys. A loud moan left your lips when two of his fingers slid inside of your pussy. Sebastian quickly silenced you with a kiss.

“You have to be quiet, baby or your parents and brother will hear us.” Sebastian says.

“I’m sorry. It feels— oh fuck!” You moaned against his lips.

His fingers moved faster against your wet walls while his thumb rubbed your clit.

“Seb!” You moaned, bucking your hips against his hand.

“What is it, sweetheart? Tell me what you need?” He says.

“Fuck me!” You begged.

Sebastian didn’t need to be told twice. He removed his fingers from your cunt, making you whine at the empty feeling. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of your bikini bottoms and pulled them down your legs, dropping them on the floor. You watched as Sebastian stood up and took off his swim trunks, revealing his hard cock. He spread your legs and got in between them. He teasingly rubbed his cock in between your folds making you whine in frustration.

“Sebby, stop teasing me!” You whined.

“Your wish is my command, baby.” Sebastian says with a chuckle.

You gasped when he slid his cock inside of you. Sebastian gave you a moment to adjust to his size. You instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist to pull him closer to you. His thrusts started off slow and you weren’t having it. You wanted more.

“Faster please!” You begged.

Sebastian’s hands gripped your hips and he started thrusting faster. Your jaw dropped, moans of his name left your lips and your head was thrown back. Your nails dug in his back with every thrust.

“Sebby, I—” A moan left your lips before you could say anything else.

Sebastian quickly silenced you with a kiss.

“You have to be quiet, baby.” He says against your lips.

“I-I’ll try.” You stutter with a moan.

One of your hands covered your mouth when the tip of his cock hit your sweet spot. Your loud moan was muffle by your hand. You took your hand away from your mouth to say something.

“Right there!” You gasped, trying your best not to be loud.

You arched your back in pleasure which gave Sebastian a new angle.

“Yes! Fu—” One of Sebastian’s hand left your hip to cover your mouth.

“I know that’s your little spot, sweetheart, but you have to be quiet.” Sebastian says.

You nodded your head, looking into his blue eyes that were filled with lust. Sebastian’s hand stayed on your mouth to keep your moans muffled. His other hand left your hip, going down to your clit and began rubbing it in circles. Sebastian watched as your eyes nearly rolled to the back of your head. Your cunt clenched around his cock causing him to moan lowly.

“Fuck.” He moans lowly.

Your orgasm began to build up the more he rubbed your clit. Sebastian wasn’t too far behind you.

“You gonna cum, baby?” Sebastian asks panting.

You moaned into his hand and nodded your head yes.

“Cum for me, sweetheart.” He says.

Your eyes fluttered shut and you moaned his name loudly into his hand as you came hard. He came inside of you after a few more thrusts. Sebastian bit his bottom lip to keep his moans muffled. His thrusts came to a slow stop. He took his hand off of your mouth and pulled out of you, laying down next to you. Sebastian covered the two of you up with a blanket and pulled you closer to him. You laid your head on his chest as Sebastian rubbed his hand up and down your back.

“I love you, Seb.” You say, leaning up to kiss his lips.

“I love you too, baby.” Sebastian says against your lips.

You two slowly dozed off. The following morning, you woke up still in Sebastian’s arms, making you smile. You rubbed your eyes and looked up to see that Sebastian was already awake.

“Morning, baby.” Sebastian says, kissing your lips.

“Morning, Sebby.” You say against his lips.

You laid your head back on his chest, wanting to cuddle with him for a few more minutes.

“Seb?” You say after a moment.

“Yes, sweetheart?” He says.

“Do you want to go for a morning swim with me?” You asked, lifting your head to look up at him.

“Sure! Sounds like fun.” He says.

You two got out of bed and put your swimsuits on.

“Can you tie this for me please?” You asked, holding the strings of your bikini top against your back.

“Of course, baby.” Sebastian says.

A shiver went through your body when his fingers lightly touched your skin. Sebastian’s hands wandered your waist as he placed kisses along one of your shoulders.

“Seb!” You whined, leaning your head back against his shoulder.

“I can’t help it. You look fucking hot in this bikini.” He says, continuing to kiss along your shoulder.

“Later.” You say, playfully pushing him away.

You and Sebastian walked out of them bedroom and went outside to the water. Your brother was walking out of the water at the same time you and Sebastian were going in it.

“Morning!” You say to your brother.

“Morning.” Your brother says.

Your brother furrowed his eyebrows when he noticed the hickeys along your neck and chest that Sebastian left on you last night.

“There’s a bunch of hickeys on you.” Your brother points out.

You felt your face heat up in embarrassment. Sebastian smirks and wraps his arm around your waist.

“Let’s hope mom and dad don’t see those.” He says and walks away.

You sighed and turned around to face Sebastian to see a smirk on his face.

“I told you no hickeys before we left for this trip.” You say.

“I couldn’t help myself, baby.” Sebastian says, pulling you closer to him.

You squealed when Sebastian picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. He took you in the water and dropped you in it causing you to gasp at the coolness of it.

“You’re lucky that I love you.” You say, kissing him.

“I am.” He smiles against your lips.

🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵

-Bucky’s Doll

[lex-is-up-all-night-to-get-bucky]

@animavelita over on tiktok has me all up in my unholy thoughts

[geminijade]

That Jawline, Tho 🥵🔥

[swagcity1738]

sebastian stan at the london premiere of sharper (2023)

[sebstan2020]

Trespassing

Mafia Bucky Barnes x Reader

Whilst getting lost, you accidentally trespass into a mafia’s mansion and find yourself being punished by the leader himself

Warnings: Dominance, Submission, Smut, BDSM, Spanking Fingering, Bondage, NSFW

The sun was blazing and there was a cool wind in the air. The daisies were now fully bloomed, and it was a perfect summer day. The grass was a healthy shade of green, neatly cut, and soft to the touch. You had decided to take a long walk to a quiet area, away from the busy roads and noise of New York City. You couldn’t think with all the noise and your exams were starting soon. If you were going to get into Law school, you needed to do all the revision you could and not waste a single moment which prompted you to take a long hike to a quiet patch of grass and sit in the sun and study.

Time flew by as you happily made notes from your textbook, highlighting words in fun pastel colours and outline with gel pens. You were pleased with the aesthetic of your notes, and it made the thought of revising a little more fun. It had been at least five hours since you arrived at the quiet spot and your stomach was starting to rumble from hunger, so you decided to head back. Hitching up your bag, you started your way back home.

However, getting back home wasn’t as easy as you thought.  you could have sworn you were going the right way but as you took every step, the road never ending and no sight of civilisation or traffic, you were starting to doubt yourself. You could turn back and walk the other way but what if you were going the right way in the first place. So much for wandering far from home.

“Shit” you whispered to yourself, standing in the middle of nowhere, no clue what to do. The logical thing to do would be to get a map up on your phone but of course there was no signal. You held your phone high in the sky, searching for one little bar and some hope that you would be able to find your way home. But it wasn’t looking like your lucky day. The sun was getting hotter by the minute, and you had run out of water. Taking a hunch, you carried on the way you were going, praying that when you passed this corner, you’d see a car or two and be on your way back home.

But nothing, just endless road, and grass. Your feet were starting to ache, and sweat was dripping down your face. Until something caught your eye, and you stopped mid step. A gate. It was huge and placed between two long lines of bushes. You dragged yourself over and relief hit you as you saw the huge mansion behind the black gates. You must have been going the wrong way because you didn’t notice this house on the way here. But at least there would be someone here to help you get home or make a phone call for a taxi. The only thing was how to get to the front door.

The gates were thick and tall, with sharp spikes at the top. To the side was a small control panel with numbers and it was clear you needed a code to get in. You weren’t sure if you should fiddle with the buttons but upon tapping a few and a loud buzz, it proved that this wasn’t going to be the way to get in. Standing back, you sighed as you realised what you might have to succumb to. The bushes were large and the bristles thick, but it looked like you might be able to squeeze past. It was the only way. Normally you weren’t so for breaking and entering, in fact the idea would never even come across your mind. You were a good girl, never breaking the law and ordinarily you would stand here and wait. But time was of the essence, and you didn’t have long before you would pass out from the heat or realise no one was home.

Slipping through the side of the bush where it met the gate, you pushed yourself through, the branches scratching your arms and snagging on your dress. You realised there was a thick wooden fence running through the middle of the bushes which you had to jump over. hitching one foot up on the top of the fence, you gave yourself a push and a boost to jump over but resulted in falling, cutting your leg, and falling to the ground. But you were over.

“Ahhh” you hissed as your hands landed in the ground, scratched, and burned, your dress with grass stains and mud. But you were over. Pushing yourself off the ground, you made head way on to the front of the mansion. The place was massive. There was a long driveway leading up to the front with a huge garage holding at least five cars. The mansion was white with sleek doors and windows and stone. There was a fountain in the middle, water trickling down into a huge bowl made of ceramic. The grass was perfectly cut and there were no weeds. This place must have cost a bomb.

“Hey!”.

You were halfway there when a sharp voice made you jump, turning with wide eyes. A tall man dressed in a blue suit, dark brown hair and a beard came storming over. A cigarette was between his fingers, and he flicked it to the ground. He was walking so fast you didn’t have time to react as he tackled you to the ground, falling on top. You gasped from the shock of his huge body pinning you down, long legs straddling you, your arms only free to move. He was heavy and the strong scent of cologne and cigarettes hit your nose.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he questioned, glaring down at you and you stammered for a response.

“I-I…” you could barely speak from fear but that wasn’t scared you. A sharp snatch of his handgun from his pocket made you freeze, holding your hands in defence as he pointed it at you. Your stomach was shaking with fear and hands shivering with shock.

“You’ve got five seconds to tell me why your trespassing” he ordered, and you gulped, shaking your head, lips quivering.

“I-I wasn’t… I got lost an- “the man narrowed his eyes at you, pointing the gun closer.

“Don’t bullshit me girl… are you a cop?” he shoved his gun closer, and you tensed, shaking your head no.

“No, no, no I’m not a cop, I promise, I just got lost and need help home” you begged but it didn’t look like he was convinced.

“Oh really, you know the boss really doesn’t like trespassers” the man gave an evil smile, his gun just inches from your face.

“The Boss?” you squeaked. Whoever this man was and whoever the man ‘the boss’ was, they weren’t to be messed with. How could it be you stumbled upon a residency where they weren’t fond of trespassers and okay, maybe it looked like you were, but you meant no harm.

“Alright that’s it, you’re coming with me” he yanked the front of your dress, pulling you from the ground and dragged you towards the mansion, stumbling with every step.

……….

How you ended up in this situation you didn’t know.  It was obvious you stumbled upon some gangster, mafia, hooligan, whatever you wanted to call it household and now you were in deep shit. Your heart was racing, and stomach filled with butterflies of nerves. You hadn’t been this scared since you needed your vaccination. If only you had gone the right way home, you’d be back in your safe, warm bed. But instead, you were here.

The room was dark, not pitch black that you couldn’t see but eerie. The floor was wooden, with cracks and holes, the walls dark and the lights above dimmed. It looked more like a dungeon of some sorts looking at the walls. Chains hung in long lengths, each one hanging on its own hook followed by belts, leather straps, cuffs, and rope. Next to that a wall of implements looking rather scary. Long whips, long sticks, paddles, handles with long leather strands. You had no idea what any of those did and you didn’t want to know. There was a chest of old draws as well most likely holding other torturous equipment.

As for you, you had nowhere to go. Currently being tied up. You were stood in the middle of the room, naked, your clothes discarded in a small pile to the side. The man that took you in held you at gun point whilst he ordered you to take your clothes off. You did so without hesitation out of fear of getting hurt. Once you were bare, he bound you tightly and left you here in silence. There was a metal collar wrapped around your neck, tight but enough room to swallow and breath. From the collar, a chain ran down the centre of your body, leading to a metal belt around your hips. Each wrist was cuffed with a leather cuff, locked to the belt with little to no room to wiggle them. from there, a long piece of chain ran down the middle of your legs, cuffs around your thighs, knees and ankles all attached to the one chain and finally chained to the floor. There was a chain holding you up to the ceiling, keeping you in place and preventing you from falling over.

Never, ever in your life had you ever been tied up like this, a vulnerable girl on show for the next person to walk in and see. Like you said before, you were a good girl, innocent, sweet and kind, a nerd. Someone who spent their time studying, doing good deeds. You weren’t religious but you might as well be. Never did you sin. But today was a different story.

The man who reeked of cigarettes and cologne had left you about fifteen minutes although it felt like hours and the only thing you could hear was the rattles of chains and your heavy breaths shaking from your lungs. You scanned the room constantly, trying to look behind you to the door but there was no leeway. It was all a waiting game.

Suddenly the door opened, a loud creak and you froze, the chains ceasing their rattles. The door shut with a firm push and the sound of heavy evenly paced footsteps sounded behind you. Your eyes went wide, cheeks flushing with the thought of a stranger walking in to see you naked and tied. You thought best to not struggle and scream for help. They could have a gun too. A strong scent of cologne hit your nose and it was intoxicating as the body came nearer to you. You took a shaky breath in, swallowing hard and the person came into view as he stepped in front of you. You looked with wide eyes up at him, biting you lower lip nervously.

He was tall, at least six feet. His cologne was sharp and rich. He had longish dark hair, unlike the man before, a few strands dropping in front of his face. His jawline was snatched underneath a beard. His eyes were dark like the ocean, gazing at you intensely. He wore a suit of fine black, a cotton turtleneck underneath a double-breasted jacket with matching tight slacks and polished dress shoes. He was a thing of beauty, his chiselled jaw line clenching as he sucked in his cheeks, eyes wandering all over you. You didn’t speak nor move, and he stopped in front of you, staring.

The first noise you made was a sort of squeak as the silence was beating down on you. A slight rattle of the chains had you tugging at them from his intimidating stare.

“Well, I didn’t expect to come home to this but here we are” he spoke, his voice like liquid gold, smooth and luxurious. He must be the boss, the one the other man was talking about.

He took a step around you, his eyes inspecting every inch of your body, humming softly as he circled you like a vulture on its prey.

“Perhaps you want to explain to me why you were trespassing on my property?” he asked, his voice a little demanding as he appeared back in front, and you swallowed.

“I-I wasn’t… well I mean I didn’t mean to. You see I was studying and I decided to go somewhere quiet and I found this nice spot but then I couldn’t remember the way home and my cell was working and I ran out of water and then I found this place so I thought I could ask for help but then I couldn’t get in so I jumped the gate but then a man jumped on me and thought I was a cop and… now I’m here” you rambled on like a nervous wreck explaining every part of your story whilst the man stood and listened, his eyes narrowing.

“You came out in the middle of nowhere to studying?” he questioned, raising a brow. It seemed silly the way he was saying it… and maybe upon realising it was.

“Well, I wanted a quiet place to do my notes, the city can be so distracting sometimes” you murmured, and the man gave a light chuckle. He glanced over to the pile of clothes where your bag was also situated. He padded over to it, opening it up and pulling out your textbook, trailing back over to you.

“You want to go into law” he asked, glancing to you sideways whilst he opened the book.

“Yeah, I want to be a lawyer, I have so many exams and so little time to study an- “a slam of the book cut you off and made you jump, watching as he threw the book to the side, letting it clatter and he didn’t even flinch. You were rambling too much, a nervous habit you picked up.

“What else is in that bag of yours?” he smirked, opening the bag up further and digged around. He pulled out your cell phone, flipping it open. Of course, you owed a flip phone. Those newer models were way to fancy for you.

“Oh, who’s Peter, is he your boyfriend?” he smirked, opening up a text from him. You blushed heavily, despite Peter only being a friend of yours but the man was so intimidating, he could say anything and make you heat up.

“Oh, no he’s not my boyfriend, he’s a friend who happens to be a boy but there’s nothing there between us and probably won’t be” you started to ramble on again, nerves getting the better of you as the man circled you, scrolling through your phone before coming back in front of you, sighing heavily.

“He likes this other girl cal-mmm” the man grabbed your lips, squeezing them together to silence you and towered over you, his cologne getting stronger as he leaned close.

“Shut. Up” he ordered.

“Okay” you managed to squeak out, staring up at him and he smiled, releasing your cheeks.

“What’s your name?” he asked, stepping back slightly. You told him your name, staring up at him, hands clenching in the cuffs and legs shaking a little.

“So, you don’t have a boyfriend” he said, and you shook your head no.

“Have you ever had a boyfriend?” he asked, and you shook your head no again. You hadn’t had a relationship at all… and you were still a virgin.

“So, all of this is… untouched” he waved to your body, and you gulped, not nodding your head by the answer was clear. A greedy smirk appeared on his lips, his eyes slightly tightening.

“What are you going to do with me?” you asked scared, and the man took a deep breath, as if he was thinking for a moment before he stepped closer, causing you to lift your head up to look at him as he towered over you.

“I’m going to punish you for trespassing on my property” he grinned.

“But I didn’t” you pleaded, and he raised a brow.

“Really… did you forget the part that you told me about jumping my gate and wondering into my garden. I’m sure Steve told you, but I don’t like trespassers” Steve, that was his name. It was nice to put a name to the face.

“Uh huh” you nodded.

“I mean I could call the cops, have them arrest you, charged for trespassing and I’m sure that wouldn’t look good on your application for law school”.

No, anything but that. you had worked so hard to get where you were, a silly little thing like this could blow it all up.

“No, please… I’ll do what you want” you begged, and he chuckled.

“Good girl” he truly was an evil man. He brushed his body against you as he stood behind you, his hands starting to touch you. They were warm and his skin was smooth except for the cold rings adorning his hands. One on his pinkie on the left and one on his thumb on the right. His nose trailed over your shoulder, dragging up your neck to your ear.

“Wh-what’s your name?” you dared to ask, wondering who the man torturing you was. He grinned softly behind you, whispering into your ear.

“It’s James… but you can call me Sir”.

“Have you ever been tied up like this” he whispered, his hands slightly distracting you as they felt every inch and curve of your body. You shuddered at the tingle that went through your body, a warm feeling in between your thighs.

“No” you whispered, and he smirked.

“Have you ever been spanked before” he asked, and you gulped.

“No” you squeaked and a sharp slap to your ass came quickly, causing you to jolt and yelp.

“No what” he ordered softly, and you bit you lip, your mind completely elsewhere.

“No, I haven’t?” you said with no confidence, and he grabbed your ass tightly in his hand.

“No Sir” he corrected.

“You know only bad girls get spanked. I’m sure you’re a good girl most of the time, aren’t you?” he teased, his hand slowly rubbing the sore spot he had just spanked.

“Yes, I am… Sir” you remembered quickly to answer with Sir.

“But today you decided to be a bad girl, didn’t you?” you gulped, blushing bright red.

“Ummm” you weren’t sure how to answer.

“Yes, you did” he answered for you before spanking you hard. you lurched forward, losing your balance a little, the chains rattling hard, but you gathered yourself again. His hand spanked you hard again, his fingers gripping the underside of your ass. You groaned, your ass starting to sting. Another spank came, harder and you whimpered, tugging at the cuffs. James laughed softly under his breath, his nose tickling the back of your ear, lips trailing his neck and he pressed a soft kiss to a sensitive spot. You couldn’t help the moan escape, a noise you had never made.

“You like this don’t you, you like me hurting you” he teased, and you shook your head.

“No” you whispered.

“Your pussy says different” he answered, a hand creeping between your thighs and his fingers glided over your wet pussy, gathering the dripping juices. You gasped at his tender touch, having never had a pair of fingers down there before.

“This little virgin pussy is dripping for me” he placed his head on your shoulder, staring down your body as his hand began to rub small circles along your clit, sending shocks through your body.

“Oh… Sir” you whimpered, crumbling in your ties and under his touch. He spanked you again, leaving your ass bright red and marked.

“Look at you, just crumbling under my touched. You are really innocent aren’t you” he smiled, and you gulped. His beard scratched your delicate skin, rubbing across as he pressed a kiss to your neck, biting the sensitive area and sucking hard. You yanked at the chains as he sucked harder, pulling the skin and letting it pop, leaving a bright purple mark. Never had you felt like this before, all these feelings and tingles and shocks and pain and pleasure mixing all into one overload of sensations. James spanked you some more, your ass turning numb from the impact, leaving fingerprint marks across your skin, a mark of his work.

“Now, are you going to be a good girl and not trespass again?” he asked, his hand dipping back onto your pussy, fingers slipping through the flaps and reaching your clit, rolling small circles that made you tighten at how good it felt.

“Yes Sir” you breathed, eyes shut and legs shaking. There was a growing sensation over your pussy, heating up and getting more pleasurable as he rubbed.

“Oh god” you whined, wondering what that sensation was leading to. James continued rubbing, his fingers moving faster until you reached a climax, slipping over the edge pulsing with pleasure, juices running down his fingers. Your body turned hot and sweaty, eyes rolling to the back of your head and hands tightening in the cuffs. It was a high you’d never felt before and it was insane. James chuckled as he slowed his pace, pressing a kiss to your skin.

“You just had your first orgasm baby” he whispered, and you gasped, eyes shooting open, and he chuckled, giving your ass a slap. The slap felt like nothing since your ass was so numb. Your first orgasm. You always thought you’d have your first with the love of your life or your first boyfriend and yet it was taken by this handsome dominant man. And yet, you weren’t mad. More confused and couldn’t quite comprehend it all.

“Come on, I’ll take you home” he said as you caught your breath, calming down from your intense climax.

You sat in the seat next to James, legs clenched together as your pussy soaked your panties. What just happened. Anyone would have screamed and begged to be let go, cried whilst they were spanked and tortured like that, especially as she had never been touched before. Yet, she had enjoyed it, every moment. Why, she didn’t know, and she wouldn’t be able to think clearly until she wasn’t next to the intimidating dominant man driving the car. His car was sleek and fancy, leather seats and high-tech interior. He drove with one hand, the other lazily resting on the rest in the middle of them. You watched nervously as you entered the city, pulling up to your place. You lived in an apartment on your own, moving in when you moved up town to Brooklyn for law school. You decided to take a year’s gap to earn as much money as you could before going to law school.

James stopped the car gently, turning off the ignition before turning to look at you.

“I want you to meet me here tomorrow” he said. it wasn’t a question; it was an order.

“Wh-what for?” you asked, fiddling with your bag on your lap.

“Because I’m not done with you yet” he smirked, and a tingle shot through your body. You bit your lip and nodded slowly.

“O-okay” you answered, and he smiled. James leant over and you sucked in breath before realising he was opening the door for you.

“Now get out” he ordered, and you scrambled out.

“Um… thanks for the lift” you said politely. You couldn’t help not saying thank you, that’s just who you were. He smirked and gave a light laugh through his nose before pulling away, the engine roaring. You raced into your apartment, throwing your bag on the floor, and dumping your body on the couch.

What the fuck just happened.

Part 2

Hey so I hope you like it, let me know what you think in the comments

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[sebbystanfann]

New/old photos of Sebastian Stan as Bucky Barnes in Captain America the Winter Soldier

📸 https://m.weibo.cn/status/4999625786262661

[lives-in-midgard]

I'm so proud of Sebastian 💗

[mrs-bucky-barnes106]

[mrsbarnes-avenger]

I would pause and tie his hair back myself. Bc damn. 🩵

[buckys-wintersoldier]

Unexpected meeting | Sebastian Stan

Pairing -> Sebastian Stan x Female!Reader

Summary -> You’re lost in New York and when you ask someone for help you didn’t realize who it is until you’re standing in front of him. Sebastian Stan, who offers you his help to get home.

Warnings -> (G) none, just fluff

Wordcount -> 1.2k

Request -> Heyyy. I had this idea for a while now and thought maybe you would like to write it! If not it's also okay! 💗 So, here is my idea: Reader is new in New York and moved there a while ago. She was walking around for a while and then gets lost and isn't sure where she is. Then she sees Sebastian from a distance and decides to ask him for help. She shouts something at him but when she gets near she notice who he is. She gets nervous but Sebby is very sweet and kind. He helps her and maybe Sebastian asks her out on a date. Thank you in advance 💗 @lives-in-midgard

A/N -> Thank you so much for the request. I absolutely love it and I hope you like what I made with it. Some cute Sebby is always wonderful, hehe.💕 My requests are open, if you have any asks don’t hesitate to ask.

Masterlist | Sebastian Stan Masterlist

It’s not long since you moved to New York; after finishing at the university, you were finally ready to move away from California.

California, the place you grew up with your family, your friends, and all the memories. But you need some fresh air and some new places to see, and when you got the offer from your chef to get a job in New York, you immediately said yes.

And there you are, little woman, in the middle of the big city. In the middle of buildings that are like giants. You love that place, the people, and the job you got. The only problem? You don’t know someone; it’s quite loud sometimes, and the worst part is that you can get lost really easily.

You moved there just a few days ago, and now you have finally had some time to go out for a walk, enjoying the sun. With your cup of coffee in your hand, you walk along the street, through the park, and along another street. The way you decide to go depends on how many people there are; when it’s quiet, you turn into the street; when it’s loud, you wait until you reach another street with fewer people.

When you reach another park, you look around. The place you're in right now is definitely not similar to the place you were before. So you didn’t walk in a circle, but where are you right now?

Suddenly, you feel like you’re lost. Turning around a few times, you look for someone who could help you find your way back home. That’s the moment when you sigh and regret the quiet places, and even more the fact that you thought it wasn't necessary to have internet when you’re outside of your apartment.

When you moved there, you looked for internet at home, but you thought you could take your time to have internet outside of your home. It’s definitely not like that, and now you’re lost in a park, not knowing the way you walked from your apartment to the place you’re standing right now.

The trees around you are green and bright because of the sun. But there is no one, not even one person, you can ask for the way. Right?

When you turn around again, you can see a man walking from the other side of the park in your direction, but before he reaches you, he takes a turn, and you roll your eyes. With big steps, you follow him, not knowing if you want to shout and let him think you’re a weirdo or just tap his shoulder and let him think you’re a bigger weirdo.

“Excuse me, Sir?” you decide to shout, and you see the brown-haired man looking to the left and right before he stops and turns around.

When he stands there and looks at you, you almost crash into him. You should have stopped running when you shouted, but you were scared he wouldn’t turn around, so you would have reached him in no time otherwise.

“I’m sorry, I got-“ you interrupt yourself when you look up and into two steel blue eyes. You know those eyes; you know them way too well for someone who has never seen them in real life before.

“Hi, can I help you?” he asks you, and when you hear his voice, you need to pay attention to not freak out in front of him or just melt into a puddle.

His one hand is sliding through his short, curly, brown hair while he fixes you with his eyes. A soft smile appears on his lips when he sees the blush on your cheeks.

“I’m so sorry,“ you breathe out, trying to calm yourself down.

You feel so stupid in front of HIM. In front of Sebastian Stan, you just shouted at a celebrity, and you didn’t recognize it earlier.

“I didn’t want to disturb you, and I didn’t want to shout at you,” you mumble and scratch the back of your neck.

Sebastian laughs softly, his nose scrunching slightly, and you can’t stop looking at it. It’s the most adorable nose you have ever seen, and the way his eyes brighten when you look into them, you feel like the sun is kissing the ocean, and it turns out to be the lightest blue you have ever imagined. His lips are slightly parted and turn into a bright smile when he sees you getting nervous in front of him.

“It’s ok; there's no reason to be nervous,” he says, his voice calming you down. “Can I help you with something? I don’t think you wouldn’t shout at me and run after me when I couldn’t do anything for you. Or do you want me to sign your body? Then I would prefer to do it somewhere more private. Just you and me,” he jokes around, and your cheeks heat up.

“I’m lost; I moved here a few days ago, and now I can’t find the way back home,” you mumble, embarrassed.

Against your worries that he could laugh and tell you how stupid you are or just say he has no time, he smiles at you and reaches his hand out to place it on your shoulder.

“That’s oke, I had that a few times when I was on set. There is no reason to be ashamed; can you tell me your address?” Sebastian asks softly, and you nod, telling him the street and number of your apartment.

He nods and turns you around, pointing to the street you have to go to. Then he pushes you slightly to make you walk there, and he walks next to you, his hand still resting on your back, and you feel the warmth of his skin through the fabric of your clothes.

“You don’t have to bring me home,” you say with a shy smile on your lips.

“I know, but I want to. So I can make sure that you’re not getting lost again,” he explains, and you laugh softly.

On the way home, the two of you talk about a lot; you know more about him, about the time behind the scenes, and he asks you a few questions as well, letting you talk about everything you want to talk about.

It feels like ten minutes until you’re home again. While you look for your keys, he tells you more about his recent movie.

“It’s just a few blocks away from here. What about if I take you with me on set tomorrow and after we go out on a date?” Sebastian asks, his cheeks blushing slightly.

“I’m free tomorrow, of course. I’m already excited,” you mumble shyly.

He gives you his phone, so you can add your number. When you reach for it, your hands touch lightly, and even when he has his hand on your back, it still lets you shiver when you touch his bare skin. His hand is so soft, and you would like to take his hand in yours.

“I will write you,” he says, opening his arms to wrap them around your body.

You place your head against his shoulder and your arms around his waist while you inhale his scent. When you went for a walk earlier, you didn’t know you would meet Sebastian Stan, and especially not that you would fall head over heels in love with him. But you do, and feeling the warmth of his body around you and his touches makes you feel at home with him.

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After Class » Sebastian Stan (AU)

Pairings: College Professor!Sebastian Stan x College Student!Female Reader

Summary: Sebastian tells Y/N he wants to see her after class.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, age gap (reader is in her early 20s), dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, fingering, f receiving, unprotected sex, praise kink, sir kink, spanking, name calling (slut), use of pet names

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

Sebastian watched as you walked in his classroom. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you. You were wearing a skirt and a plain black crop top. It’s like you were teasing him on purpose. He took a deep breath before starting class. You stared at him the whole time, biting the tip of your pen. He occasionally glanced at you to see you staring at him with a look of seduction in your eyes. His eyes took a quick glance under your desk, seeing your legs spread and flashing him your panties. You bit your lower lip before sitting up properly and crossed your leg over the other. You leaned your arms on your desk, making your cleavage look good. Now he knows you’re teasing him. The bell rang, snapping him out of his dirty thoughts.

“Make sure to study chapter 7 for next week’s test.” Sebastian says as everyone shuffles out of the room.

Sebastian seen you walking towards the door and stopped you in your tracks.

“Y/N?” Sebastian says.

“Yes, Professor?” You asked, turning around to face him.

“See me in my office in a few minutes.” He says.

“Will do, sir.” You say, giving him a smile before leaving the room.

Sebastian sighs and ran his fingers through his hair before gathering his stuff and went to his office. You knocked on office door a few minutes later.

“Come in!” Sebastian says.

You walked inside of his office to see Sebastian at his desk and grading papers.

“You wanted to see me, Professor?” You say, sounding innocent as can be.

“Yes. Close and lock the door please.” He says.

You did as he said and took a seat in one of the chairs in front of his desk, putting your backpack on the floor next to the chair.

“Do you know why I asked you to come to my office?” He asks.

You glanced down, noticing that a few buttons on his button up shirt was unbuttoned and his tie was off.

“I asked you a question. Don’t make me repeat myself.” Sebastian says sternly.

“No, sir. I don’t know why you asked me to come to your office.” You say.

Sebastian chuckles before standing up and walked around his desk to where you were and leaned against it, crossing his arms over his chest. You couldn’t help but stare at his arms. The way his biceps were bulging in the sleeves of his shirt, like it was going to rip any second.

“You were teasing me today and you know it.” He says.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Professor.” You say innocent and playing dumb.

“I think you exactly know what I’m talking about.” He says.

Sebastian chuckles before pushing himself off of his desk. He leaned over you and put his hands on the arms of the chair, trapping you in the chair and caging you between his strong arms. His face was inches away from yours. Your breathing quickened.

“You exactly know what I’m talking about, sweetheart.” He almost whispers. “You dressed like a little slut just to get my attention, didn’t you? Well guess what, honey… you have it now.” He says.

“Professor Stan, I- that wasn’t my intention.” You say, lying through your teeth.

“Don’t try lying your way out of this. You’re going to get punished like the little slut you are.” He says.

You shouldn’t be this turned on by being called a slut, but the way he says it makes it sound so hot and you were all for it. Sebastian stood up straight and took a couple steps back.

“Bend over my desk.” He orders.

You did as you were told, standing up and bent over his desk. Sebastian approached you and stood behind you. He bunched your skirt up above your hips, exposing your wet panties to him.

“Just as I thought…” His fingers rubbed your pussy through your wet panties momentarily. “You’re wet like a slut.” He says.

Sebastian hooked his fingers in the waistband of your panties and pulled them down your legs, shoving the wet fabric into his pocket.

“You address me as sir and you better count the spanks I give you, understand?” Sebastian says, his hands giving your ass cheeks a squeeze.

“I understand, sir.” You say submissively.

“Good girl.” He praises, giving your ass cheeks another squeeze.

His hands rubbed your ass cheeks before raising one of his hands, landing a harsh smack on your ass causing you to whimper at the sting.

“I don’t hear counting.” He says.

“One…” You counted, whimpering when he landed a second spank on your ass. “Two…” You say, more in a moan.

Eight spanks later your ass was red as a cherry. Sebastian rubbed his hands against your stinging skin to soothe it.

“You took your punishment very well, but I’m not done with you yet.” He says.

Sebastian helped you stand up straight and he kissed you hungrily. He grasped the back of your thighs and picked you up, placing you on top of his desk. His hands found their way the underneath your crop top, squeezing your breasts over your bra. His lips moved down to your neck, marking you up. His hands left your breasts to spread your legs further apart so he could stand in between them. You moaned softly when you felt his bulge rub against your bare pussy. One of this hands moved to your inner thigh, slowly moving towards your pussy. His fingers rubbed in between your folds, blindly finding clit and rubbed it in slow circles. You whined, wanting more. That earned you a smack on your thigh, making you yelp.

“Quit your whining.” Sebastian warns.

His fingers continued to rub your clit in slow circles. He then slid his fingers to your tight entrance, circling it before sliding two fingers in your pussy. A soft moan fell from your lips. His fingers moved at a decent pace while his thumb continued to rub your clit.

“I have to say…” Sebastian starts. “I love seeing you like this.” He admits. “You must be going crazy to feel my cock inside of you, huh?” He says, curling his fingers and hitting your sweet spot.

“Yes!” You gasped, voluntarily spreading your legs wider. “I want to feel it inside of me so fucking bad.” You moaned, tilting your head back.

“Be a good girl and take the rest of your punishment and I’ll fuck you.” He says.

“Please!” You begged, not even sure what you’re begging for. “Faster!” You tell him.

Sebastian moved his fingers faster while rubbing his thumb against your clit, occasionally curling his fingers against your sweet spot. Your chest rose and fell as moans left your lips. Your eyes fluttered shut and you tilted your head back, your lips parted and moans leaving them. You tried your best not to be loud. The more he curled his fingers into your sweet spot made your orgasm build up quickly.

“Professor, sir…” You whimpered. “I’m gonna cum.” You tell him.

Just then, he took his fingers out of you, making you whimper.

“The only place you’re cumming is on my cock.” Sebastian says.

You watched as he unbuckled his belt and undid his pants. You licked your lips at the sight of his bulge in his boxers. That’s when you got a confidence boost. You took off your crop top and dropped it on the floor. Your hands disappeared behind your back to unclasp your bra, letting it fall from your chest and exposing your breasts to your hot professor.

“You gonna show me some skin, professor?” You asked seductively, biting your lower lip.

You watched as Sebastian unbuttoned his button up shirt, opening it up to show you what you’ve wanted to see since the first day you walked in his classroom. You couldn’t help but reach your hands out and rub them against his toned abdomen. You pushed the shirt off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.

“You think you can let up on my punishment a little bit, sir?” You asked innocently while rubbing your hands against his muscles.

The innocence in your voice almost made him cum in his boxers.

“Nice try, sweetheart.” Sebastian says, making you pout.

He pulled down his pants and boxers just enough for his hard cock to spring out. You couldn’t help but lick your lips at the sight of it. All you wanted to do was suck him off.

“My eyes are up here, honey.” He says, snapping his fingers.

Sebastian pulled you towards the edge of the desk, your legs spread wider voluntary. You gasped when he rubbed his cock between your folds. He lined it at your tight entrance, sliding it in your pussy inch by inch.

“Oh, professor…” You moaned, feeling every inch of his cock.

Sebastian grab the back of your head, pulling your head forward and gave you a sloppy kiss. His tongue slipped past your parted lips, exploring every inch of your mouth.

“Fuck me, professor.” You begged.

Without hesitation, Sebastian started thrusting at a decent pace which gradually got faster. Your jaw dropped, breathy moans left your lips. One of Sebastian’s hands found its way to one of your breasts, his thumb rubbed over your nipple before pinching it. A gasp left your lips and you arched your back, pushing your chest against his hand.

“You like that, don’t you?” Sebastian smirks. “You like your professor fucking you little pussy?” He asks.

“Yes!” You gasped. “So much!” You moaned.

You wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him closer to you, locking your ankles behind his back.

“Oh yes!” You moaned when his cock hit your sweet spot. “Right there, sir!” You moaned again.

His cock hit your sweet spot perfectly. Your eyes nearly rolled to the back of your head. The smell of sex and skin slapping filled his office. The way his cock felt inside of you and the way his hands felt on your body made you feel like you were in a different world.

“Fuck…” He moans, loving the feeling of your pussy wrapped around his cock.

Pleasure took over your body. Your eyes fluttered shut and your head fell back for a moment before looking down at where the two of you are connected, watching as his cock disappeared inside of your pussy and covered in your wetness. Your nails found their way to his strong shoulders, your nails digging in his skin, marking him up with red scratch marks.

“You’re mine now.” He practically growls. “Got it?” He says.

“Yes!” You moaned. “I’m yours, sir!” You moaned again.

One of his hands found its way to your clit and rubbed it in fast circles, helping your orgasm build up even more. A knot tightened in your stomach.

“Oh fuck, professor!” You whimpered. “I’m going to cum! Please let me cum.” You begged. “I’m being a good girl for you.” You say more in a whimper.

“Cum for me, sweetheart.” Is all Sebastian said.

You tried your best to not moan too loud as you came. Sebastian wasn’t too far behind you. He came inside of you after a few more thrusts. His thrusts came to a slow stop. He kissed you hungrily before looking deep in your eyes, both of you panting. He pulled out of you and the two of you got redressed. He helped you off his desk and kissed you once more.

“Dress like this again, I won’t go be so gentle next time.” Sebastian says.

“Yes, professor.” You say.

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-Bucky’s Doll

[lex-is-up-all-night-to-get-bucky]

Non-AI Sebastian Stan in the superior Beefy!Bucky(with the good hair) era

[geminijade]

I mean this with complete love and affection: Whore 🥵🔥