Shape Of You
Sebastian sends you a selfie after his workout.
Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader
Warnings: Sexual content, Explicit Sexual, Oral Sex, Smut, Dirty Talk, Language, NSFW, Unprotected Sex (wrap it please), Sebastian Stan, Calvin Klein briefs
Word Count: 2,336
A/N: Yes I know I’m supposed to be working on chapter 6 of The Contest but let me explain. So I was finishing up my first draft of Chapter 6 when Sebastian Stan happened…fucker goes and posts that locker room selfie. I tried to ignore it, really I did but this scene popped into my head and it would not let me live until I wrote it down. So sorry (but not sorry). This is a another quickie that I wrote at work so please ignore the typos and the writing. I just had to get it out of my head so I could get back to Bucky…
If you want to be tagged in future Seb smut, just ask…there is more coming ;)
Shape Of You
Sitting in the lobby of
the gym, you drum your fingers impatiently on your knee.
“What the hell is taking him so long,” you mutter to yourself as you pull out your phone and start tapping out a message.
I’m ready to go, everything ok?
You stare at the screen,
waiting for a response. Your phone
chimes a few moments later.
Brow furrowed, you quickly
type a response and hit send.
You bite your lip nervously as a flood of
scenarios race through you head. Your
thoughts are soon interrupted by a picture flashing onto your screen.
You inhale sharply as you take in the image of your boyfriend, standing in front of a mirror in the men’s locker room wearing a scowl on his face and not much else.