Sebastian Sallow x Reader Collection

Sebastian Sallow x f!reader

WARNING: 18+, characters aged up, Subastian

NOTE: Request from Anon for "Seb getting it on with reader in a chair being saddle 😏"

Sebastian sat with his legs crossed, chewing on his fingernails while he waited for you to come down. You had been living together for a year since graduation and at the present he had just gotten home after working all night. He had good news to tell you, but felt anxious nonetheless.

He felt like you couldn't get ready for the day quickly enough. You padded down the stairs quietly enough that he hadn't noticed you at first which gave you time to drink him in. He wore a pair of boots that stopped just below his knee, fitted pin-stripe trousers tucked into the top. A pale green blouse with the sleeves pushed up fell just below the button of his pants. To top it off he had on a brown leather vest akin to the color of his boots.

Sebastian only put so much effort into his appearance for the sake of working, he had to in order to be considered respectable enough at the ministry. That meant you savored every second of when he came home looking so delectable.

"Sebsatian," his eyes fell on you as you greeted him, "you were working a lot longer than I thought, is everything okay?"

He opened his legs up for you as you took a seat on his thigh, wrapping your arm around him.

He gave you a light peck, arms curling around your sides as he spoke to you with a smile on his face, "Well, they're going to let me move out of administration. I was there doing a lot of last minute work, but it was all so I could move to the patrol squad. They trust me."

He flashed a mischievous smile which made you laugh. Truthfully you were thrilled for him, it was all he talked about for months how much desk work they were making him do to get to where he wanted to be.

You slid your hand under his jaw, running your thumb across his cheek and over his lips, "I'm so proud of you! That's fantastic."

He beamed at your praise. It was now that you noticed how dark the circles were beneath his eyes.

"I know you're exhausted, but maybe you can have a reward before you get some sleep?" You nudged his mouth with your thumb once, he lazily obliged as you popped it into his mouth.

His hold on you tightened and you could feel his sudden arousal beneath you from just a few words. You pulled your hand from his face, thumb popping from his mouth as he let it fall open. He couldn't look aware from you as you stood up and peeled off all of your clothes, taking your time.

You listened to him whimper and watched him shift around, tugging at the bulge in his pants desperately. His eyes were scanning your entire body from your neck down your collar bones, over your breasts, past the soft mound of hair which hid his favorite thing to taste in the world.

As you stood over him you placed a knee outside of his, bending down to unfasten his trousers and free his strained cock. He reached forward to place a hand on your hip before you lightly slapped him away.

"Sebastian," you spoke softly, looking into his eyes while you momentarily stopped what you had been doing, "you know better than to touch without asking first. You want me to take care of you, don't you?"

"Y-yes," he choked out, gripping the arms of his chair and nodding his head up and down just to make sure you knew he was listening. Your lips curled up into a smirk as you brought your focus back down to his zipper.

You encouraged him to lift his bottom up enough so you could shimmy his pants and undergarments both down past his knees. You smiled as your fingers ghosted over the beauty marks that were on his sensitive skin. He let out a moan he couldn't contain; after the crazy day he had this felt like heaven.

You make him close his legs slightly so you can fit yourself in the chair around him, straddling his lap. At the contact his own thighs make with his full balls he throws his head back. He's embarrassed at how sensitive he is and how much he needs you right now.

You lean in on him, letting him feel your heat as you cup his face, forcing him to look at you, "Tell me what you want, baby."

His cheeks are burning red and you see the trail of it going down his neck no doubt over his freckled chest too.

"Help me cum, please? I need it so bad. Can - can I touch to while you take care of me?"

You wiggle your hips against him before responding, watching his eyes roll back into his head.

"Since you were so good today and asked so nicely, you can put your hands wherever you want okay? Just let me take care of you."

He wasted no time grabbing at your plush skin like he was in heat. It didn't matter if it was hips, breasts, stomach, he needed all of it. You knew you were already a dripping mess over his cock so you carefully lifted yourself up, lining yourself up with him before sinking down slowly.

He grabbed the back of your head and kiss you hard and wet while his other hand massaged at your ass. He murmured how good you felt and how he needed more while you teased him, bouncing up and down at a devastatingly slow pace for him.

You chewed on his lip as you toyed with him, moving your kisses and bites down his jaw and to his neck, "If you want more I might need some encouragement, Sebby," you let of soft moans in between your assault on his skin as he reached his hand between the two of you, finding your clit effortlessly.

"Just like that, you're such a good boy for me," you buried your face in his neck as you started to ride him harder. You craved having him deep inside of you and the wet motions he used on your clit where all hitting you just right.

His grip on your backside was bruising as you continued to fuck him, feeling your orgasm building up.

"Y/N, I'm close! I - I want to cum - please," he begged you for permission, knowing that he had to hold himself back until you gave him the green light.

You wrapped your arms across his shoulders tightly as your orgasm came in waves, hitting the perfect spots inside and out.

"Please," he groaned, "I can't - I can't stop it," you knew your walls clenching around him would be too much for him to bear.

You were panting and sweating on top of him as you spoke, "Come on, baby, you can finish. This was all just for you."

As you gave him permission you shifted yourself off of him, quickly wrapping a hand around his cock to replace the feeling of your cunt. He came in hot spurts on your chest, moaning your name and bucking his hips against you. He didn't want it to end.

You slowed down and released him as he gasped for air beneath you. You leaned away from him to try and not make too much of a mess a you tenderly pet his hair and his neck.

"Did it feel good?" All he could do was nod at you, eyes closed, mind completely blank from the pleasure.