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Summary:

You get a job at the mansion you and Sebastian hump like bunnies I’m Ngl ts long as hell my friend asked me to write this for and being a good friend I am I did English is my first language I’m just shit at spelling enjoy😮‍💨🙏🏽

Notes:

The reason why this is so long so because they fuck like 3 times and this is a joke but isnt at the time same time yk🤷🏽‍♀️im just noticing sometimes it says Noah that’s because this is from and old fan fiction I wrote in like 7 grade maybe😭so if it says Noah thats why!!.

Standing outside the

Mansion you felt a mix of excitement and nervousness.

You had been in need of a job for a while it had felt like a dream come true.

You took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Almost immediately, it swung open, revealing a young pale looking man He was wearing a suit and tie and his smile was warm

“Hello you must be y/n come in”the young man said said, extending his hand he gives you a tour of the mansion and tells you his name and the others

You shook his hand, feeling the coldness of his grip. “Thank you for this job”you say

“Come on in. We’re setting up your room in the cellar ” he said, leading you through the house. As you followed him, you couldn’t help but admire the way his clothes clung to his body, highlighting his broad shoulders, narrow waist,

Out in the backyard, the other were setting up a tea party for a guest Sebastian introduced you to everyone before turning his attention back to you. You get settled down in your new room

“perfect,” you say to yourself

As you got to work, it was hard not to be distracted by Sebastian . His chiseled jawline his dark brown eyes were mesmerizing. “Hey, Y/N, mind helping me set up?” He asked asked, breaking your train of thought.

“Of course” you replied, watching as he walked to the kitchen he caught you staring and grinned. “You alright there?”

“Uh, yeah,” you stammered, feeling your face heat up. “Just thinking about who the guest will be” “Sure you were,” he teased, walking back over to you. “Let’s get to it, then.” You sent the next few minutes setting up the table and cleaning up trying to focus on your work and not the sight before you. Sebastian voice broke the silence. “You know you’re really good at helping”

“Thanks you That means a lot coming from you.”

He sat up, his gaze intense “You’re pretty tense. You Need to relax a bit.”

Before you could respond,he leaned in, his breath hot against your ear. “You’re helping me How about I return the favor?”

Your heart pounded in your chest as his words sank in. “What do you mean?”

He pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, his expression unreadable. “I think you know.”

The next moment was a blur. Sebastian closed the distance between you, his lips crashing against yours in a heated kiss. His hands gripped your waist, pulling you closer as his tongue slipped past your lips, exploring your mouth with an intensity that made your knees weak.

You responded eagerly, your hands roaming over his chest, feeling his nipples beneath your fingers. His kisses were hungry, demanding, as if he couldn’t get enough of you. He pulled you down onto the couch, his body pressing against yours.

“Fuck, you’re so hot,” he groaned, his lips trailing down your neck. “I’ve wanted this since I saw you.”

Your breath hitched as he nipped at your skin, his hands working to remove your shirt. “Me too,” you admitted, your voice shaky with desire.

His eyes darkened with lust as he took in the sight of your bare chest. “God, you’re perfect,” he murmured, his hands sliding down to undo your pants. “I can’t wait to feel you.”

Your clothes were quickly discarded, leaving you both naked and exposed. His eyes roamed over your body, his expression one of pure hunger. He leaned down, capturing your lips in another searing kiss before moving lower, his mouth leaving a trail of fire on your skin.

He paused at your waist, looking up at you with a wicked grin. “Ready for this?”

You could only nod, your body trembling with anticipation. He didn’t waste any time, licking and kissing your slit his tongue swirling around your nub The sensation was overwhelming, and you bucked your hips, needing more.

“Fuck Sebastian ,” you gasped, your hands threading through his hair. “That feels so good.”

Sebastian-moaned around your cookie the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through you. He sucked and licked harder, taking you over the edge his hand stroking your thighs in time with his movements. You were quickly losing control, the pleasure building with each passing second.

“I’m Gonna make you come so hard,” he muttered, his voice husky with desire. “I Want to taste you.”

His words pushed you over the edge. With a strangled cry, you came, your release filling his mouth. He swallowed every drop, his eyes never leaving yours as he licked you clean.

Breathless and spent, you pulled him up for a kiss, tasting yourself on his lips. “Your turn,” you whispered, your hands moving to his throbbing length. He groaned as you began to stroke him, his hips thrusting into your hand. “Fuck, you’re so good at this,” he panted, his eyes half-closed with pleasure. “I’m so close, but I want more.”

Without warning, he pushed you back on the couch, positioning himself between your legs. “You want to feel me inside you?” he asked, his voice low and commanding. “You want my cock?”

“Yes,” you breathed, your body trembling with anticipation. “Please, sebastian I need you.”

A smirk played on his lips. “I like it when you beg.” He leaned down, capturing your lips in a rough kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth with an intensity that made you dizzy. As he kissed you, he coated his fingers with spit, reaching down to prepare you.

“Relax,” he murmured against your lips, his breath hot on your skin. “I’m gonna make you feel so good.”

His fingers were slick and insistent, pressing into you with practiced ease. The sensation was a mix of discomfort and pleasure, and you gasped as he worked you open, his other hand stroking himself in preparation.

“You’re so tight,” he groaned, his eyes dark with lust. “I’m Gonna fuck you so hard.”

You shivered at his words, your need for him growing stronger with each passing second. “Please,I need you now.”

With a final, lingering kiss,he positioned himself at your entrance. “You ready for me?” he asked, his voice rough.

“Yes,” you whispered, your voice trembling with need. “I want you.”

He pushed in slowly, the head of his cock stretching you in a way that was both intense and incredible. The friction was exquisite, and you moaned loudly as he filled you, inch by inch.

“Fuck, you feel amazing,” he groaned, his hands gripping your hips as he buried himself inside you. “So tight.”

He paused for a moment, giving you time to adjust to his size. The sensation of being so completely filled was overwhelming, but the pleasure quickly overtook any discomfort. “Move,” you urged, your nails digging into his back. “I need you.”

He didn’t need any more encouragement. He began to thrust, slow at first, then picking up the pace. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, and your moans mixed with his, creating a symphony of pleasure.

“You like that?” he growled, his voice rough with arousal. “You like being mine?”

“Yes,” you gasped, your hands gripping his shoulders. “Harder,I need it harder.”

He obliged, his thrusts becoming more forceful, more urgent. “ you’re so tight, I didn’t know someone could be this tight,” he groaned, his hands griping your hip“I’m Gonna make you come again so hard.”

The feeling of his hand on you, combined with the relentless rhythm of his thrusts, was driving you wild. “Sebastian ” you panted, your body arching into his. “I’m so close.”

“Me too,” he growled, his movements becoming erratic. “Fuck, I’m gonna come inside you. Want to feel me filling you up?”

“Yes, please,” you moaned, the thought of him coming inside you pushing you closer to the edge. “I want it. I want all of you.”

His breath was hot against your ear as he pounded into you, his thrusts becoming desperate. “Fuck, you’re so good,” he groaned, his voice filled with lust. “Gonna fill you up so good.”

With a final, powerful thrust, your release crashed through you. You cried out, your body shuddering as waves of ecstasy washed over you, your release coating his cock He followed seconds later, his cock twitching inside you as he came with a loud, guttural moan. “take it,” he growled, his hips jerking, pumping all of his swimmers into you, all of them searching for those eggs. “God, I’m still cumming.”

He didn’t stop moving, his thrusts slow and deliberate as he rode it out. The feeling of his cum inside you, combined with the intensity of the moment, left you breathless and trembling.

The room was filled with the sounds of your heavy breathing and the slick, wet noises of him moving inside you, his hips gently swaying from side to side as he pressed in.

His eyes, dark with satisfaction, were half-lidded, his face flushed and glistening with sweat. His hair was wild, framing his tanned face in a way that made him look even more irresistible.

His pink lips were slightly parted, his breath coming in hot gasps. He looked down at you, his gaze intense and filled with a renewed hunger. “God, you look so fucking hot like this,” he murmured, his voice rough and filled with desire. “Gonna make go crazy.”

Before you could respond, he started to move again, his thrusts gaining speed and intensity. The sensation of him still hard inside you, combined with the wetness of his release, created a feeling that was both overwhelming and incredibly hot. “Still so tight,” he groaned, his hands gripping your hips with a possessive intensity. “I need you. I need more.”

You could feel his cum dripping out of you with each thrust, adding to the slick, wet mess between your bodies, staining the couch.

“Yes king,” you gasped, your hands clutching at his shoulders. “Fuck me. Please, don’t stop.”

His thrusts became more urgent, more desperate, his breath hot and heavy against your ear.

“You like this, don’t you?” he growled, his voice a low, dirty whisper, filled with pride, almost a laugh. “You like being filled with my cum, feeling me fuck it deeper inside you.”

“God, yes,” you moaned, your body arching into his. “I love it. I want more.”

“Fuck, you’re so dirty,” he murmured, his lips brushing against your ear. “Such a dirty slut and so fucking hot. I’m gonna keep fucking my little slut so hard.”

His thrusts were relentless, each movement sending waves of pleasure through your body.

The wet, slick sounds of your bodies moving together filled the room, creating an atmosphere that was both filthy and incredibly arousing.

“You feel so fucking good,” he panted, his voice filled with raw, unrestrained lust. “I could do this all day. Just keep fucking you, filling you up.”

You could feel another orgasm building, the intensity of his thrusts pushing you closer and closer to the edge. “Sebastian you gasped, your hands gripping his back. “I’m gonna come again.”

“Do it,” he growled, his voice filled with urgency. “Come for me. I want to feel you come around my cock.”

With a final, powerful thrust, you came again, your body shuddering with the force of your orgasm. Your release mixed with the mess between your bodies.

“Yes,” sebastian bellowed, his thrusts becoming erratic. “Fucking yes. That’s for me, all for me. You’re so fucking hot.”

He didn’t stop, his movements driving you through your orgasm and into another wave of pleasure. “I’m gonna come again,” he panted, his voice rough and desperate. “Fuck, I’m gonna fill you up again.”

“Do it,” you urged, your voice trembling with need. “Fill me up.”

With a guttural moan he came again, his body tensing as he emptied himself inside you.

“Fuck, take it,” he growled, his hips jerking with the force of his release. “Take all of it.”

Noah collapsed on top of you, his breath hot and heavy against your neck. “Fuck, that was incredible,” he panted, his voice filled with satisfaction. “You’re amazing.”

You nodded, still trying to catch your breath. “So are you That was… beyond words.”

He pulled back slightly, looking down at you with a lazy, satisfied smile. “Think you can handle another round later?” he asked, his eyes twinkling with mischief and promise.

You chuckled, feeling a warmth spread through you. “Absolutely,” you replied, already looking forward to the next time.

His lazy, satisfied smile turned into a wicked grin. “Good, because I wasn’t talking about later,” he said, his eyes darkening with desire once again. “I want you right now.”

Before you could react, he scooped you up in his arms, his strength effortlessly lifting you off the couch. You wrapped your arms around his neck, your heart racing with anticipation as he carried you out of the room. The hallway was dimly lit, and you could hear the muffled sounds of the party continuing in the distance.

As he carried you through the mansion thru an underground tunnel . His focus was entirely on you, his eyes burning with desire. He pushed open the door to a bedroom and carried you inside, kicking the door shut behind him. The room was spacious, with a large bed and a full-length mirror against one wall.

He set you down gently, your feet barely touching the ground before he spun you around to face the mirror.

“Look at yourself,” he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. “Look at how fucking sexy you are, all messed up from me.”

You met his gaze in the mirror, your reflection showing your flushed face and the marks of your earlier encounters, spotting a line of hickeys along your neck you didn’t realize he’d left.

“Sebastian”you breathed, your voice trembling with anticipation.

He kissed your neck, his hands roaming over your body. “I want you to watch while I fuck you again,” he murmured, his voice low and dirty. “I want you to see what you do to me, how crazy you make me.”

With that, he lifted you up, pressing your back against the mirror. The cold glass sent a shiver through you, contrasting sharply with the heat of his body. He positioned himself between your legs, his hard cock pressing insistently against your entrance.

“Are you ready?” he asked, his voice a seductive growl.

“Yes, please,” you whispered, your eyes locked with his in the mirror.

He didn’t wait any longer. He thrust into you, filling you completely. The angle was different, deeper, and the sensation was overwhelming. “Fuck, you feel so good,” he groaned, his eyes never leaving yours.

He started to move, his thrusts powerful and precise. The mirror amplified every sound, every movement, making the experience even more intense. “You like this, don’t you?” he growled, his voice filled with lust. “You like being fucked like this, against the mirror.”

“Yes”you moaned, your hands gripping his shoulders for support. “I love it. Please, don’t stop.”

He increased his pace, his movements becoming rougher, more urgent. “I’m going to fill you up again,” he whispered, his breath hot against your neck.

His dirty talk sent waves of pleasure through you, making you even more desperate for him. “Please,” you gasped, your eyes locked with his in the mirror.

“You want more of my cum, don’t you?” he growled, his thrusts becoming even more intense. “It’s hard to admit that you can’t get enough of it? You never want me to stop breeding you, making it impossible to be with anybody else.”

You could feel more of his cum from earlier leaking out of you, and the thought of being filled even more made you shudder with desire.

“Yes”you moaned, your voice breaking with need his eyes burned with an almost primal intensity. “You’re so fucking tight, taking me so well,” he grunted, his breath hot against your ear. “Gonna stuff you so full, you’ll be looking like a fucking thanksgiving turkey.”

His words were filthy, raw, and they pushed you closer to the edge. You could feel every vein of his cock as it pounded into you, slick with what had to be buckets of his own cum. The room was filled with the wet, obscene sounds of your bodies moving together.

“You like being my little cum slut, don’t you?” Noah hissed, his voice rough with lust.

“Yes,”you gasped, your body trembling. “I love it.”

His thrusts became even more urgent, each one sending shockwaves of pleasure through you. “Don’t won’t be able to hold it all or hide it,” he growled, his voice a mix of dominance and lust. “Want it to be dripping on your back to you room wet floor stains and all”

The pressure was building inside you, the sensation almost too much to bear. You were so full, and yet you craved more. “Please”you begged, your voice desperate. “I need it.“

His face was a mask of pure ecstasy, an almost animalistic need. His eyes were locked on yours, filled with a mix of lust and something deeper.

“I’m gonna come,” he panted, his voice strained. “Fuck, I’m gonna make that meow meow overflow.”

With a final, powerful thrust, he let out a guttural moan, his release spilling into you with such force that you could feel it filling you up, mixing with his previous load. His body shook with the intensity of his orgasm, and he didn’t stop moving, his thrusts slow and deliberate as he rode out his release.

“Take it all,” he growled, his voice low and dirty. “Feel my cum inside you, filling you up. You’re mine, all mine.”

The sensation of his cum flooding into you, combined with his filthy words, pushed you over the edge once more. Your body convulsed with the force of your orgasm, the pleasure overwhelming. True to his word, you could feel the the sheer volume of his cum pouring out of you; his filthy mouth praising you all the while.”you were such a good girl”he said, your eyes watching his face as he bit his lip and held your hole open with his dick still inside; probably mentally high-giving himself.

As he slowly pulled out, more of his cum poured out of you, obscene and filthy. He looked down at you with a lazy, satisfied smile, clearly proud of the mess he had made.

You both eventually collapsed into a satisfied, exhausted heap onto a bed in the room, bodies intertwined as you drifted into a deep, contented sleep.

A few hours later, you were roused from your slumber by a low, husky voice whispering in your ear. “Hey, wake up,” Noah murmured, his breath warm against your skin. “I need you again.”

You blinked your eyes open, meeting Sebastian intense gaze. In the dim light, you could see the details of his handsome face. His hair, still a mess of dark waves, framed his striking features. His dark brown were filled with a mix of need and affection, while a few beads of sweat clung to his brow, highlighting the strong lines of his jaw.

“Sebastian” you started, still sore, but he cut you off with a deep, hungry kiss. His lips were soft yet demanding, his tongue exploring your mouth with hunger.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he growled, pulling back just enough to speak. His voice was rough, filled with a desperate need. “I need to feel you again, right now.”

He moved over you, his body casting a shadow in the moonlit room. His body slick with a light sheen of sweat, he set himself up between your legs, his thick length already hard and ready.

“Please,” he begged, his eyes locking onto yours. “Let me fuck you one more time. I need it so bad.”

You couldn’t deny him, your own body already responding to his touch. “Yes”you whispered, your voice trembling with anticipation. “I want you.”

He grinned, a smile that sent a shiver down your spine. “Good. Because I’m not stopping until you’re begging me to.”he lifted your legs, positioning them around his waist as he lined himself up with your entrance. “You’re so fucking hot,” he murmured, his eyes raking over your body. “I don’t know if I can let you go.”

He pushed inside, the stretch intense but delicious. “Fuck,” he groaned, his hands gripping your hips tightly. “You feel so good.”

His movements were slow and deliberate at first, savoring the sensation of being inside you again. “You like that?” he asked, his voice a low rumble. “You like me fucking you?”

“Yes,” you moaned, your fingers digging into his shoulders. “I love it.”

“Good,” he growled, picking up the pace. “Want you limping out of here.”

His thrusts became more forceful, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room.

“You’re mine,” he muttered, his eyes locked onto yours. “All mine.”

The intensity of his movements drove you wild, every thrust sending waves of pleasure through your body. “Sebastian”you panted, your head falling back against the pillow. “I’m so close.”

“Me too,” he grunted, his pace becoming frantic. “I’m going to fill you up again.” You could feel the pressure building, your body trembling with anticipation. “Yes, Sebastian”you cried out. “Please.”

With a final, powerful thrust, he shuddered and came, his release hot and intense inside you. “Fuck,” he moaned, his body trembling with the effort. “That cummy hole is getting one more batch of my boys. They love it in there.”

The sensation was overwhelming, his cum flooding your insides, making you feel impossibly full. His eyes never left yours, the connection between you electric.

“You take it like you were made for me,” he whispered, his voice filled with raw emotion. “Gonna be my own personal cock sleeve. Take you around with us and keep you stuffed.”

His intense gaze softened as he looked down at you, a mix of satisfaction and something deeper in his eyes. He gently brushed a strand of hair from your face, his touch tender and affectionate.

“You’re amazing,” he murmured, his voice filled with warmth. “I don’t want this to end.”

You smiled up at him, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. “Neither do I.”

He leaned down, capturing your lips in a slow, lingering kiss. The urgency from before had faded, replaced by a gentler, more intimate connection. As he pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours, his breath mingling with yours.

“Stay with me,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “At least for a little while longer.”

You nodded, wrapping your arms around him. “I’d like that.”

The two of you lay there in the quiet of the room, your bodies intertwined. The end😮‍💨🙏🏽

#sebastian michaelis #x reader #smut

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