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Sebastian Stan X Reader - Bottoms Up

Originally written for @birdboi38 Male x male!reader 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈

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(Y/N) X Sebastian Stan - Bottoms Up

“Oh, God. Yes, Sebastian!” The sounds of of flesh beating flesh was all that could be heard inside (Y/N)’s bedroom alongside his moaning. (Y/N) knew he shouldn’t be touching himself with someone else in the house, but he couldn’t resist the urges he felt. However, the man he was fantasizing about was on the other side of the bedroom wall - still awake at 3am and listening to his name being uttered. “Ah, fuck. Seb!” (Y/N)’s arm ached, as he’d been going at it for nearly an hour; stopping himself before finishing and working his entire shaft. He didn’t know what he’d do or say if his housemate, Sebastian Stan, knew he was regularly thinking of him whilst masturbating, but at that current time he didn't care.

Quietly from the other room, Sebastian had gotten out of bed and entered the hallway, still listening to his roommate jack off. He shouldn’t be prying like this, it was wrong, but he couldn’t resist. The way his name rolled off (Y/N)’s tongue was like ecstasy to his ears and he wanted nothing more than to hear it being screamed as Sebastian rammed him from behind. Just thinking about it made Seb go hard in his jogging bottoms.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” (Y/N) kept stroking - sweat dripping down his body as he started getting to his climax once more. (Y/N) knew that when he finished he’d cum everywhere thanks to all the teasing, but the fantasies he had were worth it. Just the way Sebastian’s thighs would tense as he finished inside (Y/N) was enough to make the familiar knot in his stomach rise.

“I hope you’re not done yet.”

(Y/N) physically jumped from the edge of his bed; hands immediately going to cover his exposed penis. “Fuck! S-Sebastian? What are you doing up? Sorry, I was just…” he trailed off, not knowing if there could be any excuse that could hide the fact he was naked and beating off. Did Sebastian hear him moan his name? Fuck.

Sebastian had one hand in his pocket, concealing his erection well. “I heard you call my name. I wondered what you were up to, but I guess I know now.” Sebastian smirked at the smaller man, taking in his petite frame with hungry eyes. “Mind if I help out?”

“W-what?” (Y/N) was baffled. Did he not mind? It was then that Sebastian moved his hand from his pocket nd allowed (Y/N) to eye up his large boner. “O-oh.”

“Yeah, this is just from hearing you moan my name through the wall. Wonder what would happen if I made you scream my name instead?” He approached (Y/N) who was still perched on the edge of the bed, both men fully erect at the mere sight of one another.

Sebastian licked his lips tenderly, eyeing up the boy once more. “Bottoms up for Daddy?” His voice was low, but the tension was high and (Y/N)’s mind swam with lust and excitement. (Y/N) had been dreaming of a moment like this for years and it was now finally happening.

Maintaining eye contact, (Y/N) got into a doggystyle position on the bed - ass pointed up in the air. He steadily watched Sebastian as he walked closer to him and got on the bed behind him, pulling down his joggers and boxers. (Y/N) could just about see his member springfree and already dripping with pre-cum - making Pidge shiver in anticipation.

“You’ve had a head start: I’ve heard you do this for nearly an hour.” Sebastian eyes burned into the back of (Y/N)’s head, almost as much as (Y/N)’s cheeks burned from embarrassment.

“Y-yeah. I couldn’t help it.”

With a swift and harsh moment, Sebastian Stan brought his hand firmly down on (Y/N)’s ass cheek. Pidge jolted forward, eyes wide with surprise as his rump stung. He didn’t utter a sound as he was too shocked to process the sudden spanking. “Daddy…” (Y/N)’s voice was a whisper and Sebastian grinned.

“From now on, you only touch yourself if I tell you too. Got it, Kitten?”

“Y-Yes, Daddy.” (Y/N) stuttered, heart pounding.

“Good little kitten.” Sebastian took his shirt off, making (Y/N)’s cock drip even more. “You ready?”

(Y/N) could only nod, his member throbbing and aching to be touched by his Daddy. Without another second wasted, Sebastian slowly inserted himself into his kitten - giving him a few seconds to adjust to his length. It hurt for a few seconds, but the wanking from earlier paid off and (Y/N) was able to take it quickly. Steadily, Sebastian began to thrust his hips which caused his thighs to rhythmically tense. Shockwave after shockwave filled (Y/N)’s senses as Sebastian began to pick up the pace; gradually ramming harder and faster into the boy.

“You alright, Kitten?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Do you want me to go faster?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Then beg for me, kitten.”

(Y/N) gasped slightly as Sebastian gave a singularly hard thrust that sent (Y/N) into an overdrive. The pleasure was indescribable, but he wanted more. “Please, Daddy.”

“‘Please, Daddy’ what?”

“Fuck me harder, Daddy. Please, I’m so desperate.” (Y/N)’s voice heightened and he bowed his head.

Sebastian chuckled deeply as he quickened the pace slightly. “I love it when you beg for me, Kitten.” Occasionally, Sebastian would grunt as he thrusted; fitting perfectly in (Y/N)’s tight asshole.

“Fuck me, Daddy. Please, fuck me harder.” At this point, (Y/N) was pleading for more sensations - desperate to feel everything Sebastian had and more. “Fuck, Daddy!”

Harder and faster. Harder and faster. Sebastian moved his hips perfectly as he pounded (Y/N) from behind. He could feel (Y/N) tightening around him, sending waves of intense pleasure coursing through his body. “Touch yourself,” he demanded, “I’m ordering you to touch yourself, (Y/N).”

Without question, (Y/N) obliged, grasping his cock and quickly jacking himself off to the speed of Sebastian’s thrusts. Colours and dots filled (Y/N)’s vision and he shut his eyes tight - focusing on the pleasure Sebastian was giving him. He could feel himself getting closer and he hoped Sebastian was nearly finished too. “Daddy,” he moaned, “I’m really close.”

“Good,” Sebastian purred, “I want you to cum for me, Kitten. Scream my name.”

(Y/N)’s breathing became erratic as he jerked himself harder, making sure to pump harder and the tip. “D-Daddy, I’m-“ (Y/N) gasped for breath as his climax built. “Fuck, Daddy!”

“Scream my name, Kitten!”

“SEBASTIAN!” (Y/N) came all over the bedsheets he was on, screaming Seb’s name as he did. The pleasure from his prostate and his penis being too much for him to contain. As he screamed, Sebastian reached his high, cumming deep into (Y/N)’s asshole as he gave one final, hard thrust into him. Both men were sweaty, panting messes, as their bodies shook with pleasure and strain.

One of Sebastian’s hands was grasping the bed sheets, the other holding (Y/N)’s hip. “Fuck.” He muttered, briefly resting his head against Pidge’s loser back before removing himself from (Y/N)’s tight asshole. Sebastian’s cum dripping off his dick and fell room (Y/N)’s asshole onto the sheets below.

After catching his breath, (Y/N) turned around, raw from all the thrusting and wanking. “Daddy, was that good?”

Sebastian looked at him fondly, smiling as he lay down on the bed. “Yes, Kitten. Now come here.” He stretched his arms open and welcomed (Y/N) into a warm, naked embrace.

“I love you.” (Y/N) said, nuzzling into Sebastian’s chest.

Sebastian grinned, holding the smaller boy tightly. “I love you too, Kitten. Now go to sleep.”

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Rhiannon X Ewan McGregor - Master Jedi

I wrote this for @thelegendofrhi because why not? This is a joke that went too far, but idc 😂😂 You’re welcome 😉

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“Call me ‘Master Jedi’.” Ewan McGregor demanded, shoving the young, but legal, girl onto the kitchen counter.

“Yes, Master Jedi.” Her breath hitched in her throat as the cold surface hit her naked back.

Ewan looked down at her, blocking the light and casting a shadow over her. Naked, he clutched his erect penis in one hand and his prop lightsaber in the other. His slowly rubbed his tip - not enough to enjoy it, but enough to cause his blood to rush and adrenaline to curse through his veins. She was his prey, and she had been caught.

He lent down and kept his face close to hers, his breath tickling at her nose. “Are you my number one fan?”

“Y-yes.”

“Yes what?” His mouth was curled into a smirk, but his eyes held a strong gaze and never once broke contact.

“Yes, Master Jedi.” Rhiannon wasn’t afraid of what Ewan would do - more so what he wouldn’t do. Rhiannon was a pleasure seeker and her search for it lead her to Ewan McGregor - a man known to very few for blurring the lines between pain and satisfaction.

“Good girl,” he grinned, moving his hand from his cock to her thigh, “I have the high ground.” Slowly, and teasingly, he ran his hand up her thigh, lowering his eyes down her body to meet at her vagina. With his thumb, he gently began massaging her clit - no pressure at first, but gradually increasing speed.

Rhiannon’s cheeks flushed with heat as a soft moan escaped her lips. “Harder.”

He complied, shifting his hand into a better position as he pleasured her more. Her pussy began to moisten, as her moans became less sporadic. “Ah, M-Master Jedi.” The familiar sensation of her orgasm began to build, but she knew that there was a long way to go.

“Don’t you dare cum, you little slut.” He warned as he creeped his other hand onto the counter and pointed his lightsaber to her ass cheeks. “We haven’t properly started yet.” Ewan poked his lightsaber between each cheek, leisurely teased her hole. He kept the pace of his thumb steadily on her clit and lowered his head down to her vagina - licking her left nipple on the way down.

Rhiannon closed her eyes, unable to focus on her surroundings as the pleasure swamped her body. Her asshole clenched at the feeling on the lightsaber at her entrance, but quickly relaxed in anticipation and excitement.

Ewan grinned at her strain before easing the tip of the saber into her tight hole - enjoying how her mouth opened in enjoyment. He eased it in further, aware that there had been no prior stretching. “Want me to go harder.” It was more of a statement than a question, and before Rhiannon could process what Ewan said, the lightsaber was rammed faster into her. She cried out in both pain and pleasure - eyes firmly shut as she gripped the counters surface. In waves, her body experienced unfathomable enjoyment - her asshole tightening and releasing in rhythmic motions with the sabres thrusts. Simultaneously, Ewan continued to rub her clit at the same speed, making the young girl to drip unhygienically onto the kitchen surface.

As Ewan removed the lightsaber before re-entering, he noticed the light drops of blood that coated the blue. If it weren’t for the drips of pre-cum that leaked from his dick, he would be concerned, but the lack of protests spurred him on. He removed his thumb from her clit and dipping his fingers into her pussy - not enough to finger her, but enough to get his hands wet. Subtly, he licked his fingers, slightly slowing the pace of his saber thrusts. Rhiannon moaned in protest, but was silenced by Ewan firmly grabbing her ass cheek. “Hush now, Princess. I was just a bit hungry.” He pinched her right nipple, fiddling it between the tips of his fingers as he slowed the pace of his thrusts further.

“It’s alright, Princess,” he ran his fingers through her blonde hair, “we can go as slow as you like.”

Rhiannon sat up, causing the lightsaber to adjust to her movements “What if I want to go faster? What if you’re going too slow?” She grinned at the man, his face twisted in shock and slight amusement. “Let me pick up the pace, Master Jedi.” In one, swift motion, she removed the lightsaber from her stretched asshole and stood at full height in front of the man.

Ewan didn’t move out of shock, but after a second looked at her with a perplexed expression. “O-okay.” Never before had someone bounced back from lightsaber anal and attempted to take control from him. This wouldn’t be something he’d tolerate, but the excitement this girl posed made him curious and, for the first time, he willingly gave control to her. “Pick up the pace then.”

Rhiannon grinned as if the past few minutes never happened and grabbed Ewan’s wrists - still holding his lightsaber. She pushed his back into the wall and got on her knees. She looked up at him, enjoying the slight fear in his eyes, “I have the high ground now.” Lightly, she licked the tip of his penis and tasted the slight pre-cum that had waited there during their earlier endeavours.

A quiet growl was emitted from Ewan’s lips as his eyes darkened at Rhiannon. “Don’t tease me, Princess.”

“Yes,” she licked around his bellend roughly, “Master Jedi.” In one go, she took his whole length into her mouth, sucking her cheeks in to tightening around him. Ewan let out an involuntary sigh as he leaned his head back against the wall in pleasure.

Rhiannon held back a smile as she bobbed her head back and forth, twisting her tongue around around the crevices of his member. She closed her eyes in concentration, focusing on the steady movements she was making and occasionally tasting the salty, fresh pre-cum he’d produce.

“Ah, fuck.” Ewan muttered, shutting his eyes as he began to gently thrust into her pretty mouth. McGregor had never been anything other the Dom, so all the sensations he was experiencing where new to him. Yes, he’d had more than his fair share of blowjobs before, but he’d always ordered them rather than being ordered into receiving one. The loss of control added a whole new layer of excitement, as he’d have no idea what he’d be feeling next.

After a minute or so, Rhiannon removed Ewan’s dick from her mouth, saliva and pre-cum connecting her lips and his cock. Wiping her lips, she stood. Ewan opened his eyes in a blissful daze and even though he had not finished, he still enjoyed himself.

“Get on the floor.” Her voice was cold, but her eyes were burning with lust and dominance that made Ewan oblige without second thought. In an instance, he was on the ground on his back. Rhiannon towered above him, casting her own shadow over his naked figure and smirking. She was silent, but quick as she lowered herself onto him - taking his entire length into herself. Both of their breathing increased as Rhiannon moved her hips in a steady motion. Her smirk became a grin as she looked at the man beneath her. Their eyes met and she took that was an incentive to move faster. She rode him quicker, feeling him hit her walls in time to her rhythm as she tightened around him.

“Fuck, I’m getting close.” Ewan began to pant slightly in between groans, thrusting his hips upwards to match Rhiannon’s. He could feel his lower region twitch occasionally as beads of sweat began to run across his entire body. He’d never felt such intense pleasure before and just thinking of her cumming on top of him nearly sent him over the edge.

“Just a little more, I want you to taste my shit.” Rhiannon raised the lightsaber above her head before bringing it down into Ewan’s mouth; causing him to gag on it.

He didn’t dislike the taste, but it was certainly new to him as she swirled the saber around each crevice on his mouth. Rhi’s thrusts started to get sloppy as she nearly reached her high. Thankfully, her increased wetness allowed her to keep going with less effort and Ewan thrusting made it a little easier on her knees. “Okay,” she panted, “you can cum in me now.”

As if on cue, Ewan released inside, crying out loudly as his back arched upwards. His cum filled her up as she came into him - the feeling of his warm nut shooting inside her sending her over the edge. “Fuck!” She screamed, quickening her thrusts a few more times before coming to steady halt. She leaned down so her forehead rested against his chest, both exhausting from the rough sex and foreplay. Ewan spat the lightsaber from his mouth and licked his lips, heart racing with a found type of adrenaline. The predatory instincts had left his body and the enjoyment of being prey was fresh in his veins.

They both lay there for a moment, Ewan’s nut slowly dripping out from Rhiannon’s pussy and onto his balls. “That was fun, Master Jedi.” She looked up at him slowly, eyes darkening once more. “Round two?”