Beauty of the Con (Sebastian Stan x Reader AU)

murielweathers asked: Reader goes to a Con and meets Sebastian. He thinks she is the most beautiful woman he has ever met 😆😉. He secretly writes his number on the back of a photo he signs and tells her to call him. He takes her to dinner and ends up having dessert

Oohhhh, good one! Thank you for the request @murielweathers and I hope it’s what you want!

Summary: Sebastian meets a beautiful girl and has a hard time just trying to get to know her

Characters: Sebastian Stan, Reader Y/N, various OCs

Notes: This is dirty. Practice safe sex, ok????

The hotel room was quiet, save for the gentle hum of the fan he had on. Sebastian stretched out against the ivory colored sheets and smiled to himself, remembering the events of yesterday and how many fans had met him and made him smile. He sat up and remembered that today would be similar. It was the second and final day that he was to attend the con and he was grateful for being able to get enough sleep the night before.

I really should get to these things the night before instead of the morning of… he thought. He went to the local Starbucks and got his iced coffee, only being stopped for a picture once. Once he had successfully made his way to the venue and into the building, he was about ten minutes late.

“Sorry, I got stopped for a picture,” Sebastian told his handler–the same woman at every con. It was nice that he got the same one, a sense of familiarity was comforting in strange cities.

“It’s alright, but you do have fans waiting, so let’s go,” she said and walked with him to his autograph booth. Along the way, he waved to people calling his name and drank his coffee, hoping the drink would wake him up soon.

Once he got to his booth, a rather long line stood before him and he smiled widely when they hollered and clapped for him. Seeing fans always made him smile. He perked up as he started to sign the various things he was given to sign and the gifts were piled up beside him.

“Hi, Sebastian!” a voice as sweet as honey spoke to him. He looked up and oh, man, this girl was beautiful. He smiled at her and his heart pounded in his chest. She was breathtaking. His eyes fell upon hers and his heart skipped a beat. He couldn’t believe that a woman this exquisite stood before him.

Remembering that he had a job to do and that staring was impolite, he looked at what she had brought for him to sign. It was the same picture he had seen all yesterday and so far today. He looked at the sticky note for her name. Y/N . He smiled and wrote “To Y/N, Sebastian Stan” as he did for all the pictures. While he wrote, she spoke to him and he almost lost his train of thought.

“I just wanted to say that I’m a really big fan and I’m so happy to meet you! Thank you for being here,“ she said excitedly, bringing a smile to his face.

He looked up at those beautiful eyes once again and smiled. “You’re welcome, Y/N, I’m glad you’re here, too.”

He took her hand, needing to touch this girl, and shook it. Her hands trembled in his grasp and he chuckled at how nervous she must be just to meet him. Sebastian had always been able to tell when people were nervous around him, so he tried to keep his own nerves in check for their sake. He rubbed her hand and she pulled away, being rushed along. He had noticed her VIP badge hanging low on her chest (he may have been checking her out a bit) and knew that he’d see her again, silently thanking the heavens for that.

She didn’t look underage and she was here by herself it seemed, so he figured she couldn’t be much younger than he was. It was this that made him decide to go on break later that day and write his name, number and a “call me” as neatly as possible on a small piece of paper. Usually he wrapped his arm around the people he took photos with, so he hoped she let him do that.

When the time for photos came, he did the various poses and hugged a lot of people, then he saw her again. A smile spread across his face and she opened her arms to him, a smile on her face as well. Sebastian’s face flushed and his heart began to race as she pressed herself against him he barely had enough time to slip the paper into her back pocket. When the photographer yelled “next”, she pulled away, but he managed to whisper in her ear, “Check your back pocket.”

She looked at him curiously and left the photo room. He went about the rest of the day in a daze, her smell and face lingering in his mind. By the end of the con, he had become anxious and wanted nothing more than to hear from her. It wasn’t until he got back to his hotel that his phone buzzed and an unnamed number popped up. Sebastian answered it and prayed it was her.

“Hello?” he asked, keeping his fingers crossed.

“Hi, I got a piece of paper with your number and a ‘call me’ on it… Um, I just thought you should know that someone is using your number and saying it’s Sebastian Stan’s, so if you get weird calls, that’s why,” the voice on the other end said. It was her. He’d recognise that voice anywhere and it was her. His heart sank and soared when he heard the words she said. He was so happy to hear from her, but disappointed that she thought it was fake.

“Well, I hate to tell you, but I am Sebastian Stan and you did, in fact, call my number,” he spoke sweetly to her after closing his hotel door.

The line was silent for a little bit. Then she spoke. “Are you serious? How do I know?”

“I’ll send you a picture of me. That way you can save it as my contact picture, alright, Y/N?” Sebastian thought aloud.

“Yeah, I guess that’s okay… You remember me…” she said, her voice sounding like she’s in disbeleif. Sebastian chuckled and imagined the face she was making.

“Of course I remember you. Now, I’m gonna hang up and send you a picture to prove that I am Sebastian Stan, ok?” he told her.

“Yeah, alright. Bye,” she said and the line went dead.

Feeling like a schoolboy with a crush, he nervously took a selfie, giving the camera a charming smile. After a couple of retakes, he decided it was good enough to send to the beautiful woman on the other end.

His stomach was in knots and he couldn’t concentrate on anything but the thought of her smile and the way her eyes sparkled when she looked at him. He knew he was crazy for wanting to take a fan out on a date, but he really wanted to know her. She was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen and he had worked with Scarlett Johansson.

Interrupting his thoughts before they got too inappropriate (the vision of Y/N in a Black Widow body suit began to materialize), his phone vibrated. It was Y/N.

Huh. So I guess it is you… I’m not sure what to say! the text read.

Oh God she was just too cute.

Feeling flirty and a little confident, Sebastian wrote, How about you say yes to a date with me tonight?

He set his phone down after hovering his thumb over the “send” button and got up. He had to think. Did he really want to go out tonight with this woman? Did he really want to show her a good time and get to know her?

He concluded that yes, he does. So without further thought, he hits “send”. His stomach flares up in a fit of butterflies and he needs to calm down. He went to the immaculate bathroom and splashed cold water on his face. The cold only momentarily calmed him as his face felt hot again within seconds.

“Get it together, Seb,” he told himself while looking in the mirror. He heard the buzz of his phone and all but ran to the bedside table where it sat.

He opened the text from her and he smiled widely at her response.

If you’re serious, then sure, I’ll go on a date with you.

He wrote back, Great! Where are you staying? I’ll have a car come and get you.

After they decided on a place to eat, Sebastian became very nervous. He was actually going to talk to this woman. They might even become something. The future with her was so uncertain at this point that he almost couldn’t stand it.

He got himself freshened up and headed down to the hotel lobby where his driver was waiting for him.

“Ready to go?” the driver politely asked.

“Yeah, I’m ready. We’re going here and then here,” Sebastian said and handed the driver a piece of paper with the addresses of Y/N’s hotel and then the restaurant they decided on.

“Alright, let’s go,” the driver said and smiled. Sebastian got into the back of the car and rubbed some lotion on his hands to calm his nerves. As the car pulled up to the front of the hotel, Sebastian sent her a text to come to the lobby. He told the driver to wait and he entered the hotel.

After telling the receptionist that he was waiting for someone, his nerves began piling up. Suddenly, the elevator rung and Y/N came out of it, looking fresh-faced and soft. She had changed her outfit from when he saw her last. Instead of jeans, she wore a skirt and instead of the shirt she was wearing earlier, she wore a nicer flowy-sleeved top that clung to her curves perfectly. Upon seeing her bare legs, his pants became tighter and tighter as she approached him, a smile on her face.

“Hey,” Sebastian managed to say. He opened his arms and she hugged him, giving him a good whiff of her perfume.

“Are you ready?” she asked him.

“You know, I might need like four more hours, so…” he said jokingly and she laughed, understanding his joke. Her laugh made him laugh, it was contagious. She was lovely and beautiful, her smile made his heart sing. What the hell was happening to him? They walked out to the car and he opened her door for her, peeking at her backside before getting in on the other side next to her.

“Hi, thank you for driving us,” she said to the driver. This took Sebastian aback a little. He hadn’t expected her to say that. Gratefulness was implied, but never expressed in his experience.

“Oh, you’re most welcome,” the driver replied.

Sebastian and Y/N seemed to get along very well. The car ride to the restaurant was pleasant and they made each other smike. He helped her to her seat in the restaurant and their conversation never wavered. She was easy to talk to. Sebastian felt a sort of relief when speaking with her. When her lips wrapped around the straw of her drink, however, his thoughts became all but pure. The way her tongue darted out just barely when the straw touched her lips made his hands clammy and his face flush. When she caught his staring, her cheeks became pink and a smirk played on his lips.

When their food came to them, they didn’t speak for a few minutes, instead just enjoyed it.

“So, Seb… Why me?“ Y/N asked after the silence.

Sebastian smiled at the use of his nickname that he wanted her to use since he intended on keeping her in his life. “Well, Y/N… I think you’re beautiful and sweet… You got my attention and I wanted to know more about you…“

His words seemed to bring a blush to her cheeks and he smiled when her lips curved upwards sweetly. He reached for her hand for the second time that day, but interlocked their fingers this time without the rush of needing to move the line along. She looked up at him with her beautiful eyes and he swore his heart stopped for a moment as all the blood rushed to his pants.

“Thank you…” she said and smiled then rubbed her thumb over Sebastian’s knuckles.

Sebastian smiled and they finished their meal pleasantly, fingers interlocked. Sebastian paid the bill (despite Y/N protesting) and they were on their way back to Y/N’s hotel. He didn’t want the night to end, and he didn’t want this to be their last date.

“Thank you for a wonderful evening, Sebastian…” Y/N said to him and squeezed his hand before taking her seat belt off.

“I’ll walk you to your door, don’t worry,” Sebastian said, earning a grin from Y/N. They walked to the front of the hotel doors and off to the side a little, obscuring the view of them from anyone in the lobby or entering the hotel.

“Well, this is it. I’ll talk to you later I suppose,” Y/N said. Sebastian gripped her hand and brought it to his lips–an impulsive decision, but one he didn’t regret given the adorable blush that spread across Y/N’s cheeks.

“Hopefully we can do this again soon,” Sebastian said. His eyes fell to her lips. They looked to be as soft as pillows. He wondered if they tasted of the strawberries they had for dessert. Maybe they tasted more like the chocolate coating, he wasn’t sure, but he wanted to find out.

“Yeah, I’d like that,” she said with a smile. Sebastian watched her lips move as she spoke and his eyes flicked between her mouth and her eyes.

“Jesus, I can’t wait,” Sebastian mumbled and cupped her face in his hand, then placed his lips on hers. She seemed surprised, tensing at first, but then happy as she kissed him back. He was right–her lips tasted like their shared dessert still. She kissed him back and Sebastian dared to slide his tongue across her lower lip, tasting more of her. She was pliant to him, opening her mouth within seconds and letting his tongue explore. She made her way into his mouth as well, which he was certainly not complaining about. The kiss went from innocent to passionate in a matter of seconds and the tension between them was finally addressed.

As he pulled away for air, his eyes opened once again to find her lip between her teeth and a smile in her eyes and something darker, more lustful.

“Should I tell the driver to go?” Sebastian daringly asked.

She said nothing, just slowly nodded her head. Sebastian’s stomach twisted and knotted as he left her side. He leant down and gave his driver a generous tip and told him that his services would no longer be needed tonight. The driver smiled and drove away, leaving Sebastian and Y/N alone.

Sebastian wasted no time in getting right back to where they had left off. Y/N held his hand and pulled him towards the elevator. Once inside, she punched the number for her floor and his lips were on hers once again. Sebastian wondered what he was doing–he had met this girl TODAY and now he was going to have sex with her? This wasn’t like him. There was something about Y/N that made him not want to be himself though. He wanted her, he needed her and he had no idea why. He wondered what she must think of him, what she must be expecting from him. Did she think he wanted to be with her exclusively? He didn’t mind that thought. She was sweet and beautiful, they got along perfectly. Did she think he was some sleeze who had a girl in every town? He knew he didn’t, but he wanted her to know that and he didn’t want her to think he was just in this for sex.

“You look very pensive… Are you okay?” Y/N asked him once they had exited the elevator after a heated session of contact.

“Yeah, I’m great, actually… I’m just.. I want you to know that I do like you and that I don’t do this all the time,” he said to her, looking at her hopefully.

She smiled and led him to her hotel room. It was neat and clean, and she kept her things piled in one corner of the room, a nice contrast to how his hotel rooms were.

“We don’t have to have sex if you don’t want to. I just figured you did since you kissed me like you did,” she told him and set her bag down and kicked her shoes off.

“No, I do… I desperately do, I just don’t want it to be a one-time thing.. I’m not like that,” Sebastian explained.

“Good because neither am I,” she said. “Now get over here and finish what you started.”

Sebastian grinned and stepped out of his shoes before advancing on her. He collided their lips once again and delved right into her mouth this time. Her taste was sweet and he became all too comfortable with her lips on his. He pulled her waist so that she was pressed flush against him and he couldn’t hide his hardening cock any longer.

The kiss was needy and hot, full of passion and lust. He gently pressed her down to the bed and pried his hands away from her to undo his pants. He got them down and crawled over her, letting her back up so her head was against the soft pillows. He kissed her madly and bit her lip playfully as he ground his boxer-clad hard on against her skirt covered sex.

She moaned at the contact he gave her and his blood got hot at the sound. His lips moved to her neck as his hands went to work pulling down her skirt and panties she wore. He discarded the materials and sat up to take his shirt off–he was already starting to sweat, she got him so bothered. He gazed upon her and found her lip between her teeth as she looked him over. Before he could respond, her hands were at his abdomen and working their way lower. His cock fully erect now, her hands pulling down his boxers was a relief.

“Well you are quite well-endowed, Seb,” she spoke after he threw the boxers around where her skirt was.

Sebastian chuckled and kissed her. “And you, my dear, are wearing too much.”

“Hmm.. So why don’t you fix it?” Y/N asked in a seductive and sultry voice. Sebastian didn’t need to be told twice. He slid his hands up under her tight shirt and threw it off of her, exposing her black and white striped bra to him. His breath hitched in his throat and he smoothed his hands around to her back and unhooked the clasp with relative ease.

She was a goddess, he was sure. There was no other way possible for her to be this enticing. Sebastian let his fingers gently trace around her pebbled nipples and watched as her eyes closed at his tender touches.

He smirked and dug his fingers into her flesh more until his hands were kneading and squeezing her breasts.

“Shit, your hands are magic…” Y/N gasped, pulling Sebastian from his profane thoughts of fucking her perfect tits.

Sebastian chuckled. “And you’re divine…”

Their lips met once more in heated passion, tongue and teeth desperate for more and more contact. Sebastian still held her breasts, but slid his hands down to her belly so that his tongue could travel down her neck. Soon he pulled the bud of her nipple into his mouth and began sucking and nipping at the sensitive and smooth flesh. He paid equal attention to both sides and when she let out nothing but moans, he decided to travel lower. It was a daring move, but the taste of her skin grew to be less and less satisfying–he wanted to taste her .

“Gonna taste you…” he mumbled against the skin of her belly between kisses. Her hands flew to his hair in anticipation. He smirked and placed a kiss against her public bone before darting his tongue against her hooded clit. He was immediately addicted. Having lost his inhibitions, he dove right into her, holding her legs apart for him to taste more, more, more . She was sweet and salty at the same time, a perfect combination of bitterness and luxury. He lost himself as he lapped up everything she gave him. He soon found a rhythm that had her gushing for him and writhing beneath him, moaning his name and gripping his hair. He nudged her now less hooded bundle of nerves with his nose and he felt her shudder.

“Oh, oh God, Sebastian…..!” she moaned as his tongue slaved over pleasuring her. His cock twitched at the sound of his name so sinfully escaping her lips and he knew he couldn’t last much longer. He wanted her to come at least once before thrusting into her, though… he wanted to take care of her before himself. It was a strange feeling, but one he wasn’t opposed to.

He circled her clit with his tongue and tried different patterns before he found the one that made her thighs clench and her abdomen tighten. He repeated that motion over and over, faster and faster until she was arching off of the bed and convulsing. He felt her release onto his tongue and he drank in everything she gave to him. God, he was painfully hard after that. He needed to get inside of her.

“Do you have anything?” he asked her. She nodded and opened the drawer next to her, then tossed him a foil package. He opened the condom and rolled it on, all while noticing her eyes upon him. He smirked and pumped his shaft a few times, making eye contact with her.

“Are you ready?” he asked darkly and she nodded her head, still out of breath from the orgasm he had given her.

He placed his elbows on the side of her head and looked deep into her eyes as he slid his cock inside of her. A rush overcame him upon feeling how tight and wet she was. She moaned when he sheathed himself inside of her completely and Sebastian couldn’t help himself but kiss her. Her hips rolled up against him and he moaned into her mouth.

“Oh, fuck, Y/N…” he said against her lips and began to thrust deeply inside of her. He knew he wouldn’t last very long given the way she clenched around him and bucked her hips to meet his.

The sounds emitting from her mouth were sinful at the least. He loved the pants and whimpers she let out when he shifted his position or turned her leg a different way. When he had found the position where he could be the deepest inside of her (her legs over his shoulders and his hands at her sides), she spoke to him in a lust-drenched voice.

“Talk to me… please…” she said. Sebastian’s eyes grew wide. She wanted him to talk dirty to her . If it was dirty talk she wanted, then he’d be damned if he didn’t oblige.

“Oh, so my dirty girl wants me to talk to her, huh? Does she want me to tell her about how fucking good she feels around my hard cock?” Sebastian cooed at her, continuing his deep thrusts. He craned his neck down to suckle once more at her nipples.

“God, you’re soaked for me… Look so beautiful like this, all hot and bothered beneath me, getting fucked out like it’s your life… God, sweetheart, I could come from just the sound of those dirty noises…” he said darkly against her breasts. “Wanna make you beg for me to let you come again.”

“Oh, God…! Seb, I’m-ah!” she said and moaned as he thrust into her quicker.

“Wanna come, sweet little thing? Want me to come in you too, I bet, princess… God, your pussy is so tight…! Feels so good… you look so good around me…!” Sebastian moaned and he leant up more to pound into her. The coil in his belly inched lower and lower with each thrust and he knew he was close. He reached between her legs and vigorously rubbed her clit. She screamed his name and writhed beneath him, making his orgasm approach quickly.

“That’s it, baby girl, come for me… come all over my cock and let me fill you up, oh, God, Y/N!” Sebastian cried out a she clenched around his cock with her orgasm. Her orgasm drew out his own and he came inside the condom in hot spurts that racked through him. The only thing he was thinking of was Y/N, Y/N, Y/N .

When he came down from his high (that was the best orgasm he’s had in a while), he collapsed beside her to find her panting and staring at him.

“Are you alright?” Sebastian asked Y/N, getting lost in her eyes once again.

“Yeah… That was… amazing, thank you,” she told him with a smile before getting up and going to the bathroom.

Sebastian was beside himself with happiness. Here he was in an unfamiliar city in a hotel bed having just had an amazing night with a beautiful woman. He discarded the condom and used a nearby tissue to wipe off the excess fluid from his cock. His head was swimming with the thought of Y/,. He really liked her and after this night, he wanted to keep her around for a while.

“Did you have fun?” she spoke from behind him. He turned around and smiled at her, then pulled her close to him.

“Most definitely. Did you?” he asked her.

“Yes, I did.. Thank you, Sebastian,” she said and leaned her head upwards to connect their lips.

“My pleasure. Hopefully we can do this again soon,” he said when they broke apart. He ran his hands along her spine and she smirked at him.

“Me too,” she responded.

Sebastian had no idea what the future held with Y/N, but he wanted it to be good and he wanted to be with her. So that night they hashed out the terms of their relationship and spent the night in each other’s arms, blissfully asleep.