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sebbyisland · 3 months
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indian gp 2012
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soulmarrow · 3 months
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Kimi and Sebastian in Singapore / Crash (1996)
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whatisreggieshortfor · 9 months
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Real Life Seb reacts to my crew’s ten least favorite islanders
Levi-
Another fucking Chad. Super Chad.
Makes sense he plays water polo. See that face? It screams “I play in the water splish splash”
Does anyone actually like this guy? Who can fall in love with that?
Dylan-
Looks like a really really bad budget porno, where the girl needs to rethink her contract and should probably get tested after
Jakub-
Needs to stay out the gym
With all the steroids what’s smaller your dick or your head
Bill-
Looks like a repeat because the artist got bored
Harry-
Kim Jong Un’s son
*Show phone to baby and baby smacks it* yeah I’d smack the phone too
Lucy-
Daddy issues
Did she join because she got touched by a priest
Cherry-
The female from Dylan’s budget porno
Juliet-
Does this one actually need words? Does it?
Pretty sure salad dresses better
Lottie-
Ohohohoho I like the Wiccan
That’s the crazy girl
Got that soul snatcher 5000
Erikah-
Misfit, got the best artwork
We shall call her Dark chocolate- not the candy, the ex lax
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WOO HOO WE'RE WINNING TODAY AND FOR THE NEXT FIVE YEARS BOYS!!!!!
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starkwlkr · 22 days
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cherry flavoured | sebastian vettel
sebastian vettel x reporter!reader
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based on the video of iker casillas and his gf during the 2010 world cup
she’s a long one <3 this was finished at 2:30 AM so I’m sorry if there’s any mistakes (please do not request for part 2)
Abu Dhabi Grand Prix 2010
It was the last race of the season and you were nervous, especially for Sebastian. It was down to Fernando, Mark, Sebastian and Lewis, one of them was going to be them champion. It was your job to cover the race and conduct interviews before and after so this gave you a chance to speak with Sebastian and wish him luck. The media didn’t know about your relationship that had just become official a month ago.
Sebastian had asked you out before the Japanese Grand Prix. That day, you decided to make a deal with him. If he won, you would go to dinner with him. After 53 laps, Sebastian secured a win and a date with you.
While you finished up your interview with Lewis, Sebastian stood patiently to the side. He kept his eye on you, staring at how you talked with such confidence and passion. He loved how expressive you were, sometimes talking with your hands. After letting Lewis go so he could prepare for the race, it was Sebastian’s turn. He happily joined you.
“Hello Sebastian, how are you?” You asked, knowing already how he felt, but you had to do your job. The night before, you stayed in Sebastian’s room, that’s when he told you how nervous he was feeling.
“Good, excited, happy.” He replied, smiling at you.
“Well I won’t keep you here for very long—”
“Why not? I enjoy talking to you.” Sebastian interrupted. His smirk was making you weak and all you wanted was to drag him into a room and let him have his way with you, but you couldn’t at least not now.
Several questions later, Sebastian was still giving you that look making it hard for you to concentrate. It was the same look he gave you the night before when you and him were in his hotel room ripping each other’s clothes off.
“Alright, good luck Seb . . astian, sebastian sorry.” You apologized.
All Sebastian did was laugh at your mistake. Since nobody apart from Mark knew about your relationship, you couldn’t call him Seb. He nodded then mumbled an ‘I love you’ and left. You really hoped nobody could read his lips since you were still live.
You understood that Sebastian needed to concentrate before the race so you didn’t bother him. Soon, the race had started, almost instantly on lap 1, a crash happened. After the race restarted, you watched Sebastian keep his p1 position. When it came to the final lap, everyone was silent in the Red Bull garage where you were watching the race from. Sebastian crossed the finish line, but you still had to wait for the other four cars.
Lewis came in second then came Jenson. After confirming, it was clear that Sebastian had become world champion.
You and the team members of Red Bull made it to the podium ceremony. The German nation anthem played as Sebastian soaked in the moment. He had made history by becoming the youngest world champion. After the national anthem finished, he tried to look for you in the crowd. When he finally did, he winked at you. Again, he was making you feel all sorts of emotions.
After the podium celebrations and posing for photos, the three drivers had to do threat post race interviews. You were in charge of being the first to interview the new world champion.
In the media pen, Sebastian spotted you getting ready for your interview. When you were done, he walked up to you with the biggest smile on his face.
“Congratulations Sebastian. How was it up there on the podium?” You asked.
“It was a dream, but now it’s reality.” Sebastian replied. “I just wanna thank all the people that supported me and you of course, you’ve been there for me.”
You weren’t sure how to respond to that. Was Sebastian about to reveal your relationship?
“Well congratulations again, go celebrate this historic win—” Before you could finish your sentence, Sebastian placed both of his hands on your cheeks and brought you closer to him, placing a kiss on your lips. You could taste the champagne that had been poured of him by Jenson and Lewis. From the distance, Jenson cheered, making everyone turn their attention towards you and Sebastian.
Sebastian didn’t care that you were still live. All he wanted was to celebrate with his girlfriend. “I love you.” He mumbled against your lips. When he finally pulled away, he licked his lips. “Cherry, my favorite.” He smirked.
“You’re the worst.” You laughed. “I love you too, champ. Go, I’ll see you soon.” You practically had to push him away from you so you could continue with more interviews.
“I’ll wait for you!” He yelled as he walked away.
Then Jenson made his way to you since you were going to interview him next. “Do I get one as well?” He teased.
Of course you and Sebastian celebrated, how could you not? He had made history. After the famous kiss, you were sure that you were going to get fired, but nothing ever happened. You did get a warning to not do it again, which Sebastian reminded the FIA that it was his idea not yours resulting in him getting a warning too.
Over the years, you were there when Sebastian won, when he lost, when he moved to Ferrari. You comforted him when he realized he would never win a championship with Ferrari.
During the summer break of the 2019 season, you and Sebastian decided to get married. It was an intimate wedding with only close friends and family attending. The night of your wedding, Sebastian promised you that he would take you anywhere for a while so you could spend your honeymoon. Of course being an F1 driver and a reporter, it didn’t go as planned as a global pandemic hit. You assured Sebastian that you weren’t mad, you had traveled almost everywhere with him anyway.
After the 2020 season ended, Sebastian was now with Aston Martin. He had only secured one podium finish with the team, but you were still more than happy for him.
One day after media day had finished for the 2021 French Grand Prix, you and Sebastian were in the Aston Martin motorhome having lunch. You were talking about a new piece of furniture you wanted when your phone vibrated. You checked it and saw a picture of your friend’s baby that she had sent you.
“Look, remember my friend Jane? That’s her baby girl, aw she’s so adorable.” You showed Sebastian a picture of the baby. “I need to tell her to stop sending pictures or I might get baby fever.”
“It wouldn’t be such a bad thing, right?” Sebastian asked. “We’ve been together for eleven years, married for two.“
“I did always dream of being a mother. It would be fun to play dress up with our daughter or play with you cars with our son. Can you imagine that? They would call me mom . . holy shit.”
Sebastian thought about it. He was in his mid thirties, he already won four titles, that was enough for him.
“I guess this plays into what I’m about to talk to you next. . . I didn’t renew a contract for 2023 with sky sports.” You said.
“Are you going somewhere else?” He questioned.
“No, I didn’t sign anything with anyone. I just thought that it’s time for me to step back. Give someone younger their moment.” You replied. You made the decision a while ago even before the 2021 season started.
“But you love your job.”
“I can’t stay here forever, Seb.”
All day Sebastian had thought about your words. He couldn’t stay in formula 1 forever either. The younger generation had to have a go too.
At the end of the 2021 season, Sebastian had told you the news that he would be retiring at the end of the next season like you. You were sure him retiring was the result of your conversation, but he assured you that even before that he had considered retirement.
“So when are you going to announce it?” You asked.
“Soon. I want to enjoy winter break with you first.”
You and Sebastian spent the holidays in your home in Switzerland surrounded by family and friends. You weren’t even sure how it happened since you and Sebastian spent most of your time at home, but both of you ended up testing positive for covid. You assumed you contracted the virus when you went out for groceries.
The 2022 season had started and you and your husband were stuck at home quarantining. It wasn’t bad, it was just a normal day except you had medicine and empty tissue boxes scattered around the floor.
“Do you need another blanket, liebe?” Sebastian asked you. He touched your forehead feeling it not as hot as before.
You two were in your bedroom watching the Bahrain Grand Prix. You didn’t expect this to be the start of your last season, but at least you were with Sebastian.
“I’m okay, I’m thirsty though.” You sat up as Sebastian walked to the kitchen to get you a glass of water. Once he returned, he saw how sad you looked as you watch the race.
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m going to miss it, but I’m happy that I get to be home with you.” You smiled weakly at him.
“We can visit whenever we want, liebe, and then one day we can visit with the kids.” Sebastian replied. “Here, drink.” He handed you the glass of water.
Soon enough, you and Sebastian were good to return back to the paddock. You felt refreshed and ready to officially start the season. You did your interviews, greeted your colleagues and then made your way to the Aston Martin garage where you were going to watch the race.
By lap 24, Sebastian was out. It broke your heart to see it, it was his first race back and he didn’t get a chance to finish it. He arrived back to the garage in a Marshall’s scooter making it a funny moment despite his dnf. He looked for you first.
“Are you okay?” You asked, running your hand through his messy hair.
“Good.” Was all that he said.
After doing some post race interviews, Sebastian waited for you in the Aston Martin motorhome. When you arrived, you noticed a plate of fruit and berries on the table. “I figured you didn’t get a break all day so eat. I made sure to get plenty of pineapple and strawberries.” He moved the plate closer to you.
“Thanks, it wasn’t that stressful today. Hopefully the next race is better for us.” You said once you sat down and started to eat the fruit. “No cherries today?”
“You and your cherries. Not today, liebe.” Sebastian grabbed a strawberry from the plate.
Eventually it was time to announce to the world of motorsports and media that Sebastian and you were retiring. You announced it first with a lengthy post on instagram with pictures of when you first started to now, you even posted the famous kiss that Sebastian gave you in 2010.
You received lots of comments and messages from family, friends and colleagues. It was nice to feel loved by them. The next day, it was Sebastian’s turn to announce his retirement. It started with him making an Instagram account then posting a video.
“I hereby announce my retirement from formula one by the end of the 2022 season.”
Abu Dhabi Grand Prix 2022
You felt a giant wave of deja vu. Here you were back in Abu Dhabi only this time it would be the official last Grand Prix for you and Sebastian. You would still visit like Sebastian mentioned, but it wouldn’t feel the same.
You walked into the paddock with Sebastian holding your hand. You were greeted by photographers, fans that wanted to get pictures with Sebastian and several members of other teams that wanted to congratulate you and your husband on retirement.
First you went to the Aston Martin motorhome again since you were a bit tired. You sat at a table in the corner. For a couple of weeks now, you were keeping a secret from Sebastian. Your friend, Jane, was the only one who knew since she had gone through a similar experience.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Sebastian asked as he noticed the tired look on you. “Want something to eat?”
“No I’m okay, I promise. It’s still too early for me to function I guess.” You dismissed it. “I’ll catch up with you later, I’m sure you have lots of people waiting for you.”
“They can wait. If you need me here then I’m staying, end of discussion.” He was about to sit down next to you, but you stopped him.
“Seb, no. I mean it, I am fine. Go.” You demanded.
Before he left, Sebastian placed a kiss on your lips. When he pulled away, he frowned. “Is that coconut? I thought you were going to wear the cherry one.”
“Change of plans.” You smiled. “Go, the team needs you.”
“Be careful, I’ll see you later.” He placed one more kiss on your lips. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” You reply as you watch Sebastian walk out. “I can just imagine how protective he’s going to be about you, baby.” You spoke to yourself as you looked down to your stomach.
You found out you were pregnant when Jane was visiting you in Switzerland. You had gone out to eat for brunch at a nice little restaurant. Immediately after arriving, the smell of eggs made you run to the nearest bathroom and vomit in the toilet. Jane had ran after you making sure you were okay.
“Fuck . . It’s the smell.” You confirmed.
“Babe, when was the last time you had your period?”
Jane’s question made you think back to your vacation with Sebastian a couple months ago. You and Sebastian couldn’t keep your hands off of each other.
After taking a pregnancy test, it was confirmed that you were pregnant. You called your doctor to schedule an appointment. Sebastian wasn’t home so you didn’t have to worry about him walking in on you holding a pregnancy test. You weren’t sure how you were going to tell him, but you knew that he would be the happiest man on earth.
You were assigned to interview Sebastian immediately after the race while on the track. You were told that it would be a special moment for you two seeing as you were both leaving. Apparently Sebastian didn’t know this so that was another secret kept from him.
Sebastian stood beside you as he got ready. You held his helmet, your name printed on the side in a small font. “Remember when I won back in 2010?”
“No, remind me again?” You joked. “Of course I do. It was the night you kissed me in front of thousands of people on live tv.”
“It would be a shame if we didn’t recreate that.” He teased. “You know . . . for historical reasons.”
“I don’t want to get in trouble on my last day.”
“You’re no fun.” Seb rolled his eyes playfully. “Kiss for good luck?”
You then kissed the top of his helmet and shoved it in his hands. “Good luck.” You were about to leave, but Sebastian grabbed your hand and brought you back to him. “Fine.” You kissed him as if your life depended on it.
“I was hoping you changed your lipgloss to cherry.” Mumbled Sebastian after pulling away from you.
“You’ll live.” You gave him a chaste kiss then waited for him to put his balaclava. “I love you and I’m so fucking proud of you.”
Soon, the race was starting. Sebastian had started from P9. It was an exciting and emotional race for you and Sebastian. You didn’t want it to end, but you knew that Sebastian’s time in f1 was over.
By the end of the 58 laps, Sebastian had scored his last point in formula 1. You were content with the result even if he only scored one point. You were then directed to the track with a camera man and microphone in hand. As Sebastian did donuts on the track, you took your phone out to record his last moments. When he finished, you put away your phone. You didn’t even notice you were crying until a marshall gave you a tissue.
You thanked him and cleaned up as Sebastian made his way out the car to wave at the fans. Eventually Sebastian made his way towards you without his helmet and his racing suit hanging from his waist. You couldn’t start the interview without hugging him first so that’s what you did. Like in 2010, the camera filmed you and Sebastian as you embraced. You could hear the crowd cheering.
“You did so well. You made me cry.” You mumbled as Sebastian kissed your temple.
“You look pretty when you cry.” He let go of you since you needed to start the interview. He fixed your hair, tucking a strand behind your ear.
“Sebastian, wow, first off congratulations on your incredible career.” You began.
“I don’t know what to say. I feel a bit empty to be honest, it’s been a big weekend.” He looked at the crowd who were sad to see him go. He gave a speech that made you cry even more, which you blamed on the hormones. “I can say that you were always with me in the bad times and good times. Thank you for sticking with me.”
“Always.” You said, completely forgetting you were holding the microphone so the whole audience heard you.
Sebastian then thanked the fans for the messages and support he’s been receiving. It only made you want to cry even more so thankfully your interview was coming to an end.
“Congratulations, Seb. You deserve it.” You said and with that you and your husband hugged once more. “You’re coming home.” You sighed.
“You don’t sound too happy.” He teased.
“I am, trust me. That means you can help move some stuff around and redecorate the guest room.” You let go of Sebastian, but you still held his hand.
“Why would we need to redecorate the guest room?” He questioned.
“Because that’s our baby’s room.”
“Our baby? Really? You mean it?” His lips turned into a smile that he couldn’t wipe off. “When did you find out?”
“Weeks ago. I’m letting you know right now that if you ever make eggs around me, I will vomit so let’s not do that.” You laughed as Seb brought you in for a kiss.
Again, Jenson was cheering in the background like he did in 2010.
When Sebastian pulled away, he smirked. You had changed your lipgloss after all. “Cherry, my favorite.”
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disneyprincemuke · 2 months
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history maker * fem!driver
(series masterlist) | (📂 a day in the life)
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she yanks herself up with her halo and jumps out of the car. tears well in her eyes as she watches carlos and lando engage in an embrace ahead of her.
but all she can think of is where her car is parked. she turns around and examines the place card, with a number 3 written on it. her hands fly into the air, grabbing her helmet as she falls to her knees.
she's done it. creating history week after week – racking up points as the first woman in the sport is one thing. but finally making it up to the podium is another. it's all she's worked for her whole life. all of those early mornings, late nights, and endless hours in the gym. the normal life she sacrificed all those years ago has finally paid off.
"mate, get up! you made history again – you're on the podium!"
a firm hand wraps itself around her arm, swiftly yanking her up to her feet. she barely processes the swarm of red throwing their arms around her. "you made it. amazing race."
"ah, carlos," she cries, wrapping her arms around his torso. "thank you. we beat max!"
she pulls away from carlos and removes her helmet. she jumps excitedly in her spot, pumping her fists into the air. "we beat max fucking verstappen!"
"you can't hug carlos and not me! you were on my ass for laps!" lando screeches, tugging on her helmet. he holds his arms open, his helmet now also in his hands as he throws his arms around her smaller frame. "you deserve this, mate."
"can i borrow my driver?" she screeches, pushing lando away as she whirls around again. "kid! amazing race!"
"seb!" she cries, hands cupping her cheeks as tears fall from her eyes. she shuts her eyes and drops her head slightly. "i'm on the podium! i beat max and oscar! i beat those bitches in singapore!"
"kid, that's not what you should be worried about, i think," sebastian laughs, stepping forward. he takes her into his arms, resting his cheek on the top of her head and sways slightly. "you played everything so well today. we've got a podium; we're aiming for a win next, okay?"
she pulls away, opening her eyes slightly. she grabs sebastian's shoulders and throws her head back. she squeezes him. "thank you. you made this possible. you told me what to do on the track earlier. i shut my brain off when i saw lewis was chasing me with his stupid mercedes."
"relax." sebastian grabs her cheeks and squishes them together. "this was all you. you fended off lewis all on your own. you improved so much, kid. you're amazing."
"seb," she sobs, grabbing seb's hand. "i want to go home! i don't want to go on that podium – i want to go home and cry. can't i just ask oscar to take the trophy for me or something?"
sebastian shakes her head from side to side. "nope."
she wipes her nose on her fireproofs. "can i take you with me?"
he shakes her head again. "nope." he bends down slightly and presses a kiss on her cheek. "you got this. you're on your own, kid!"
carlos taps her on the shoulder. "come on. let us introduce you to the cooldown room."
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astonmartinii · 4 months
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birthday masterlist <3
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i don't know about you, but i'm feeling 22 !!
for my birthday i wanted to put together a mini masterlist of my favourite works xx
we don't play about halloween
max verstappen
max doesn’t play about three things: formula one, his cats and his girlfriend’s love for halloween
friendship bracelets
charles leclerc
charles' gf is beloved in the fandom for her love for frienship bracelets
cherry lip balm
oscar piastri
the verstappen siblings run motorsport, but the youngest's f1 allegiances may belong elsewhere
ultimate wing man
daniel ricciardo
y/n is notoriously single, and her dad decides to take it into his own hands.
big time rush
lando norris
so how is alex albon and sorority rush connected? how is lando involved? and will the grid ever understand the greek system?
nine lives
alex albon
one of the many albon pets has to take a quick trip to the vet and maybe, just maybe, it comes with love at first sight
tight knit
charles leclerc
spa 2021, where a knitting hobby comes in handy
into the arms of another
one / two / three / four
max verstappen
after charles leaves her out in the cold, y/n falls into the arms of another.
peas in a pod
oscar piastri
y/n and george russell may be twins, but they’re hardly two peas in a pod and oscar is just there for the ride
head in the clouds
lando norris
there's no one more attractive than the stranger at the same gate as you at the airport and sometimes that stranger works on your best friend's private jet.
signed up for life
lewis hamilton
f1 finally introduces a sign language interpretor to their media team
kiss it better
oscar piastri
when oscar crashes into the barrier at monza, he thinks he sees his guardian angel, in reality he's just got a concussion and that's a first responder, but it's the thought that counts.
you and me got a whole lotta history
charles leclerc
y/n is a historian and it’s not her fault her bf’s job takes him all around the world…
mamma mia
mamma mia / no more ace to play / honey, honey / age of no regret / a wonderful thing
sebastian vettel, jenson button & fernando alonso
what the hell is in the water in greece? why are pregnancy tests so expensive and why does seb name his vehicles like that?
also i am still working on requests, i have returned home and am just finishing my freelance work xx
buy me a ko-fi?
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ophidianoccultist · 7 months
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Admittance
Sebastian Sallow x F!Reader
18+ MDNI
Tags: first time, cluelessness, p in v, some angst if you squint?, interruption, oral (f receiving), choking/leash?
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"Ah, there you are." Sebastian said.
His face bore the usual composed smile, and his short, brown, curly hair remained tousled atop his head. Freckles dotted his cheeks, while his deep brown eyes exuded arrogance and confidence. Y/N looked up from her Herbology book at her best friend, Sebastian. The two had been friends since their fifth year, and here they were now, going to gradute this year.
Sebastian looked tired and a tad sweaty, appearing as if he had run down every flight of stairs in the whole of Hogwarts. And apparently, he had been searching for her. And here she was in the library, studying for her Herbology exam. Why had he not thought to look here first?
"Are you alright? You look dreadful."
Y/N bookmarked her page and closed the textbook, looking up at her freckled friend.
"I've been trying to find you," he said, his voice tinged with exhaustion. He sat in the seat next to her, looking somewhat dejected and out of place.
"I have something very important to tell you."
His deep brown eyes gazed intently into Y/N's, his expression a strange mix of nervousness and confidence. Her brows furrowed slightly at the urgency in his voice. Oh Merlin, had he been out on some ludicrous errand again?
"Yes, I'm listening. What is it, Seb?"
She turned her body to face him, giving him her full attention. Sebastian took a deep breath and looked down for a moment, before meeting Y/N's eyes and finally saying the words he had rehearsed in his head over and over again.
"Y/N, I've been meaning to tell you this for a very, very long time. Since fifth year, in fact. But I could never find the courage..."
He seemed to be struggling to keep his emotions in check, and his voice was shaking slightly.
"...I'm in love with you."
Both of their faces flushed a deep shade of crimson as she stared at him with a dazed expression. No... He doesn't really like me, right? Did someone put him up to this?
"I beg your pardon?"
"You heard me."
He was quiet for a moment, the silence broken only by his shallow breathing. His gaze remained locked on Y/N's, his eyes filled with a mixture of hope and fear, like a soldier preparing for battle. After a few moments of painful tension, he spoke again:
"I know we've been friends for a while," he said, "but I was too shy to express my feelings before. Maybe I still am."
He paused again, looking for some response from Y/N. She blinked a few times before she actually processed his words, and then she flushed a deep cherry red. This wasn't a joke, she knew he would never play around with her feelings like that. Sebastian was silly, sure, but he's not mean.
"O-Oh, well... I, um..."
Her hands started fiddling with the collar of her shirt as she always did when she was nervous.
"Look, if you don't feel the same way, that's..."
His voice trailed off, his expression now a mixture of embarrassment and hope.
"It's fine, I would understand..."
After a long pause, he finished his thought.
"But I was too scared to say anything before. And I know I should've probably just kept those feelings to myself, but I couldn't help it."
He looked down again and took a deep breath, waiting for Y/N's answer. It was now or never, she had to tell him. The anger in her was quickly rising though; why did he have to admit this now of all times? She had felt this way about him for ages, and thought he didn't see her the same way.
"Sebastian, why didn't you tell me earlier on? Right when I start to move on, you come out with this and make me confused all over again."
Y/N's voice raised a little, but her tone was more exasperated than accusatory. Sebastian looked surprised at her forcefulness, her words a total shock to him.
"Wait, you've...you've liked me?" he asked.
He could feel his heart leaping in his chest.
"I thought you were already over me..."
His voice was filled with both hope and confusion.
"Are you not?"
"Not completely, I still have feelings for you, but..."
All Y/N would like to do at this very moment is just have a Graphorn bite her head off. It was hard telling him this, but he needed to know...
"I've already begun pursuing someone else? We aren't together, just flirting, but that's the situation."
A wave of sadness washed over Sebastian's face as he listened to her words.
"Oh... I understand."
His voice was quiet and somber, his gaze cast down towards his feet.
"I-I hope you'll be happy, Y/N."
He was clearly devastated, but his tone remained calm and collected. He paused for a moment, biting the inside of his cheek before looking back up at her.
"But what if it doesn't work out...?"
A sigh escaped Y/N's lips, not enjoying being put on the spot like this.
"Sebastian, I don't know who to pursue now. I really like you, but I'm beginning to really like him too. I just..."
Y/N trailed off, burying her face in her hands, wanting to simply disappear and not have this conversation at all. Yet Sebastian reached out and gently took her hands in his own all the same, rubbing her palms with his thumbs in an effort to comfort her.
"Look at me," he said.
He tilted Y/N's head up so that he could look at her eyes.
"Please listen. We've known each other since fifth year; we like the same things, we're best friends... I know you think you like...him, but if you could be with the one you already know and trust, wouldn't you choose that over some new fling?"
He paused for a few seconds, contemplating his next words carefully. He felt emasculated and slightly manipulative saying these things, but as he looked into her eyes, all of those feelings were put on the back burner.
"Please... choose me."
"Can we speak somewhere a little more private? I always feel listened to in here, and not in the good way..."
Her eyes met the bright green eyes of Garreth Weasley, who was the boy she had been pursuing. He shot her a silly smile laced with worry, and it was all she could do to not giggle at him. Y/N turned back to Sebastian and asked:
"We could go to the Undercroft? Or the Room of Requirement? So we can discuss this?"
"Yes, of course."
He squeezed her hand and gave it a little kiss before letting go. Sebastian rose from his seat and held out his hand, gesturing for Y/N to take it.
"Shall we go?"
Hesitantly, she grabbed a hold of his wrist and allowed him to lead her to wherever he was taking her.
"Of course, lead the way."
Even though she was wary of the conversation, Y/N felt a little warmth spread through her body upon touching him. All of the blood rushed to her face as he held her hand and she took a real look at him. Sure, he was cute in his fifth year, but over the past couple of years, he had grown taller so he nearly towered over her. He had filled out a lot better as well, and she could confidently say that he looked handsome. Sebastian slowly led Y/N out of the library, turning to face her as they headed down the corridor. He smiled warmly at her, his amber eyes shining with a glimmer of hope. Sebastian looked back behing him where Y/N was trailing along and took note of her increased height and curves, the flush of her cheeks, and the way her hair moved in the light breeze.
Y/N was far more attractive than she had been at the start of fifth year, and Sebastian's feelings for her were only growing as they headed towards their destination. After a bit of walking and a couple of flights of stairs, they soon found themselves at the Undercroft, which was the place the both of them and Ominis went when they needed to be alone. Although now that she was cured, Anne joined them down there too at times. The gate closed behind them, and Y/N sat down on the slightly dusty sofa in the cold stone room.
"So..."
Sebastian sat down beside her, looking her in the eyes.
"Yeah. So..."
Y/N could see the faint sparkle of tears in his eyes. Sebastian was clearly on the edge, and he felt like the weight of the world was on his shoulders.
"Look, I know you like the other guy. But the truth is, I don't know if I can handle watching you spend that kind of time with him."
He paused for a moment to take a breath and get his thoughts properly aligned, then continued.
"All that time spent together... I don't just want you as my friend."
An uncomfortable and heavy silence weighed over the pair like a cold, wet blanket. It was only Y/N's words that cut through it.
"I feel the same way about you, Sebastian."
Bravely, she scooted a bit closer to him, their knees brushing together, and she noticed Sebastian tense up at the miniscule touch. Just how much did he really feel for her? Sebastian drew in a sharp breath as he felt her body brush against his own. He was speechless for a moment, trying desperately to process his own emotions and feelings.
"You... you like me?"
Sebastian's head was whirring with questions and he felt confused.
"But what about Garreth... I mean, I saw you together... "
"Let me deal with Garreth, okay? I'll wean him off the flirting, we haven't even admitted any feelings to each other, we were only flirtatious. He's sweet and a good friend, and I don't want to lose him."
Y/N took a deep breath as she saw Sebastian's eyes darken at her calling Garreth 'sweet'.
"Look, I want to make this work between us. I really do like you, Seb, and I have for ages..."
Her head settled on his left shoulder and she grabbed his hand in both of hers, the tangle of them resting on her right thigh. Sebastian was taken aback when Y/N placed her head on his shoulder and wrapped her hands around his. Her actions gave him the sudden urge to pull her close and kiss her right then and there. He felt overwhelmed by a wave of emotions and sensations, trying his best to keep his composure. He looked over, their faces only inches apart.
"Then what's stopping us...?"
Y/N could feel the rapid beating of his heart, his deep breaths brushing against the skin of her neck each time he leabed in to whisper into her ear. He cleared his throat and continued:
"What are we waiting for?"
"I..."
A proper sentence or even syllable couldn't even escape her lips. After all, Sebastian was right. What was stopping them from giving in to each other? Yet Y/N was still hesitant. She'd only ever kissed one person, but that was Leander Prewett in their second year; it was awkward and only lasted a moment or two.
Her head rose from his shoulder to stare back into his beautiful brown eyes. It would only take a slight push to close the gap between them, with how close they were to each other. Y/N parted her lips slightly, waiting for him to move in and close the gap for her. Sebastian held her gaze for what seemed like an eternity. His heart was racing so fast, he thought it would jump out of his chest altogether. He knew he shouldn't hesitate, but for some reason he felt scared, like a diricawl in a poacher's crosshairs. He took a deep breath, gathered all of his courage, and finally did it.
He moved his face towards Y/N's in one smooth motion and kissed her. It wasn't a peck on the cheeks or on the lips, but a full on kiss, filled with passion and emotion. That kiss was all Y/N needed to break down her inhibitions. Sebastian's lips were soft and slightly chapped, but the way they moved so well against her own, you'd think he had done this a thousand times before. One of her hands pried away from his to rest on his cheek, smooth and smattered with freckles. Her thumb stroked his face softly, but her whole body froze as his tongue grazed her lower lip. Sebastian's heart almost leapt out of his chest as his tongue was allowed to enter the equation. The soft caress of Y/N's thumb on his face and the heat building between their bodies felt amazing, and he desperately wanted more. He wanted to be touched, to be loved physically, to seal their feelings for each other with such an intimate act.
He slipped his arm behind Y/N's back and slowly pulled her closer, his tongue slowly caressing her lower lip once more before finally entering and tasting her mouth. His hands caressed the small of her back and he could feel his body heat up as they kissed.
"Oh..." he moaned quietly before continuing to kiss her passionately. Sebastian's mouth tasted like tea and mint, and it was intoxicating to her. His tongue explored her mouth, somewhat clumsily from inexperience. But as his hand found her hip, Y/N felt lightning jolt throughout her body, as if she had just had a hearty gulp of Pepper-Up Potion.
The chilly tension in the air was soon replaced with a hot and more pleasant tension. Sebastian's arms around her made her absolutely melt, and she hadn't felt a rush quite like this before. Sebastian's body was simply radiating with lust and desire. His hands roamed her body, squeezing her rear and sliding down her back to caress her hips. Every kiss was more passionate than the last, and he began to moan more and more between their kisses. He felt light-headed and dizzy, and the way his lover's soft lips caressing his body in the dim, dusty room was so much better than how he had imagined it nearly every night for two years.
"I love you, Y/N."
A low groan escaped her throat at the feeling of him getting more handsy with her. She could feel in her soul that he really wanted her, he needed her. On impulse, she laid her legs over his lap; but soon after, she felt him hungrily grab her by the hips and lift her to straddle him instead. For a brief moment, though, sense overrode the near drunkenness she felt from his touch. Y/N broke away from the kiss for a moment, slightly panting.
"Sebastian...what if Ominis or Anne come in here? What if they interrupt us?"
Sebastian stopped his movements and froze when she asked the question. He hadn't thought of that...
...they hadn't even locked the door.
Before he could say anything, however, a faint knock came from the other side of the door. Y/N cursed herself for speaking this situation into existence.
"Y/N... Sebastian... is everything alright in there?"
It was Anne. Her voice was quiet and uncertain, but it was clear that she was worried things were going south. Sebastian told her that he was going to confess, and she just wanted to make sure everything went well. Y/N's eyes clenched shut and she let out a small groan to herself, although she was screaming bloody murder in her head. She exchanged a desperate glance with Sebastian before she rose from her place on his lap and made her way to the door. Sebastian's face, however, seemed to go white as he adjusted his trousers. The door opened to Anne Sallow, who was a bit taller and looked healthier now that she was rid of her curse. She shot her friend a faint smile which Y/N returned.
"Hey Anne, everything's fine. Seb and I are just having a discussion."
The flushed faces and general disarray, however, seemed to suggest that it was more than a 'discussion'. Anne's eyes widened when she saw the flushed faces and disheveled clothing as she peeked around the room. She could clearly tell what had been happening in the Undercroft, and she felt very awkward about it.
"Riiight... a discussion. How nice," she said awkwardly.
She glanced over at Sebastian, noticing the look he was giving her, something between a plea and a death glare. She cleared her throat and spoke again, very disturbed at this point.
"So, um... shall I give you two some privacy? Do you want a few minutes to resume your...discussion?"
"If you don't mind. I'm sorry, Anne, but we have a lot to discuss, so we might need a while. Please don't tell Ominis?"
Her voice cracked and she got fidgety from the embarrassment, and second-hand embarrassment from Anne. Y/N could only imagine how awkward it was for her to see her brother in such a state with her best friend. They both stood there for a moment, still as statues, as Sebastian crossed his legs in an attempt to cover himself. Anne nodded her head quickly, her face still a bit red.
"Right! I'll... I'll be in the library then."
She turned around and hurried out of the Undercroft, closing the door behind her. Sebastian could feel his face flush even more than it already was. He sat in silence, his thoughts filled with embarrassment and shame. He looked over at his lover, his eyes pleading with her to speak, to say something that would break the awkward mood. The shade of red that spread across her face was so intense, she thought that maybe her hair would also turn bright Weasley red. Y/N took a deep breath and then promptly spoke:
"It's okay. It's fine, let's just..."
After locking the door with a wave of her wand, she sat back down on the squashy sofa next to Sebastian once more, looking him in the eyes. Her hand rested on his cheek and she turned his head to look at her.
"Focus on me, okay? Let's not think about her right now..."
Her other hand grazed his thigh, making him tense up. Sebastian felt his body heat up as she touched him. It seemed as if he forgot his sister even existed, judging by the way his breath hitched and his muscles tensed. He was so sensitive, and all he needed now was release.
"Oh..." he moaned quietly, his eyes wandering downwards to her hips as she sat back on his lap. He looked back up at Y/N's face, absorbing every single feature on it, as if this were the last time he would ever see her again.
"It's so hard to think clearly when I look at you..."
Her voice was sweet and calming, and her eyes were piercing and beautiful. Her words managed to break the tension ever so slightly.
"Please, I... I need you..." he pleaded as a blush spread across his cheeks again. Her eyes gazed into his with a suble intensity coming from the both of them. Y/N could almost feel the heat radiating from his body, and her own body was soaking it in.
"Yes?"
Her voice was almost a whisper, as the sight before her was breathtaking. Sebastian took a deep breath, taking in Y/N's enchanting beauty before he spoke. The thoughts going through his head at that very moment could have made a whore blush.
"I need you, you know...in the sense that..."
He looked down at his lap where Allana was sitting, thinking for a moment. He was confused by his own words...he was never one to beg or submit to others, right? But then again, he couldn't deny how much of an influence her presence had on him and how his mind and thoughts were always clouded by thoughts of her.
"I love you. I always thought it was just lust, but there's so much more..."
This time, Y/N didn't even need to think about her words before she spoke:
"I love you too, Sebastian. And if you feel the same, then show me. Make me feel what you feel for me."
Her hand found his, and placed it on her thigh, her gaze never breaking from his. At this point, Y/N was completely drunk on love and desire for Sebastian. Garreth Weasley was put completely out of her mind now; all she needed or wanted now was Sebastian Sallow.
Her lips collided with his once more, needing to taste him again. The second their lips melted into each other, his hands were on her again, travelling over her body. Y/N placed one hand on the back of his neck, and the other grabbed his tie to pull him closer to her. Sebastian's heart seemed to skip a beat as she placed his hands on her thighs. He felt like he could drown in her gorgeous eyes and he knew that he had to make her feel what she made him feel.
As her soft lips touched his, his mind was filled with a rush of pleasure and his body trembled with joy. His hands ran through her hair, caressing her body with every movement. Y/N's lips tasted sweet and he wanted more...the feeling of her on his body was addicting and he couldn't hold back any longer. Their lips danced together, as if it just came so naturally to the both of them. Once more, Sebastian grabbed hold of her hips and rear, shifting them a bit so he could gain some pleasure from the friction. Underneath her, Y/N could feel the bulge in his pants, and it get her even more excited.
"Sebastian..."
Her voice was almost a squeak, like a bunny rabbit, as his name escaped her lips. Her body was so warm now, and the layers she was wearing made her sweat a bit. Sebastian was less dressed than she was, already without his robe and blazer from running around earlier, but she tugged at his shirt all the same. Sebastian felt a rush of pure pleasure as he witnessed and felt just how eager she was. His tongue continued to dance with her lips, exploring her mouth like it was a new continent. His heart was beating so fast that he could hardly stand it for a moment, but when Y/N began to tug at his shirt and move his hand down to her rear, his breathing quickened and his mind went blank.
He looked at her, his eyes reassuring her that she was doing the right thing. It was so surreal seeing the girl he had fantasized about sitting on his lap, so close and intimate. Y/N ceased her movements and pulled away from their passionate kiss to look at him seriously, but her eyes and her voice were still dripping with a sultry desire.
"Sebastian...are you sure about this? Are you ready? It's okay if you aren't..."
That last statement was laced with a subtle disappointment, however, which betrayed her real thoughts. Sebastian sighed, taking deep and careful breaths as he looked back at his lover.
"Y/N..." he said, his voice quivering a bit. "I'm... I'm sure."
He looked away for a moment, thinking about his next words carefully.
"... I'm more than ready."
He could feel his face flush with embarrassment as he said this. The confirmation from Sebastian was all Y/N needed to go all in. In mere seconds, her lips were on his once more, and her hips were now harshly grinding against his. He groaned into the kiss from the friction against the ever growing tent in his trousers. Sebastian was practically melting beneath her, and she was loving every second of it.
Y/N lazily shrugged her robes off of her shoulders, leaving them in a pile on the floor. Soon after that, her hands fumbled to undo Sebastian's tie and began unbuttoning his shirt. Something so simple as Y/N's robes falling to the floor almost sent him over the edge. Her hips grinding against him, her lips pressed against his. The scent of her, her skin, the feeling of her warm thighs against his trousers. It was more than he could bear.
As Y/N's hands fumbled with his tie, he began helping her. He unbuttoned his shirt quickly and pulled it off in the same motion. When the shirt fell to the floor beside her robes, Y/N could see Sebastian's muscular frame in the light of the candles, his hair still mussed up from their intense making out session. The sight before her made her almost drool, but Y/N didn't allow herself to stop now. Quickly, she pulled back to remove her tie and vest and skirt; but as she worked to unbutton her blouse, Sebastian's hand grabbed her wrist and deigned to work on the buttons himself.
Both of their faces grew hotter and redder, as if it was just now dawning on them what they were doing. Sebastian began to work on the buttons of Y/N's blouse slowly. Although it was taking some time without him using magic, fumbling a bit from nerves, it was still an intimate activity to do together. As the blouse slid off of Y/N's shoulders, Sebastian's eyes trailed down her body, the sound of his breaths quickly filling the room as his own excitement rose.
"Darling..."
Sebastian whispered, almost in awe of the beauty in front of him. He felt her skin, it was so smooth and soft, so warm. His body was almost shaking in anticipation of what was to come next. While his lover was smaller in frame, Sebastian was more toned. Not exactly muscular, but still a bit broad, and his chest was covered in the same freckles that decorated his face, and especially concentrated around his shoulders. As her eyes trailed down though, she noticed the outline of his pelvis and the ever so small line of hair that led down to his crotch. It was all Y/N could do not to rip his trousers off of him, but she thought it was better to savor the moment.
Slowly, she reached behind her back to unlace her corset and let it fall to the floor with her robes, leaving her only in her thin cotton chemise. And then her fingers traveled to his trousers, removing his belt and undoing the buttons on them. Y/N's touch set each of Sebastian's senses ablaze. He could feel the smooth fabric of her chemise, the lace on her corset before it fell to the floor. When he felt her fingers undo the buttons on his trousers, his heart seemed to skip a beat. He let out a soft moan as he felt her gently caress him, and when the trousers fell to the floor beside his shirt, it became clear just how excited and eager he was.
He looked at Y/N once more, hoping that she would take the next step... The only thing between them now was her thin chemise and his undershorts. Their breathing was stilted and uneven, since they were both holding back their primal desire to just claw at each other. Wait a minute... Why am I holding back?
Sebastian and Y/N both exchanged an intense look, wordlessly agreeing to not hold anything back. He seemed to understand, as his lips crashed into hers yet again, but then they moved down her jaw to her neck, leaving small bites along the way. His hands grabbed at her body, trailing up under her chemise to grab at the soft bare flesh of her ass.
Y/N's hands, however, palmed at the bulge in Sebastian's shorts, earning a low groan from him at his own sensitivity. Sebastian's heart practically skipped a beat as he swallowed Y/N's moans through their locked lips. Her voice was like honey in his ears as he kissed her fiercely. The feeling of her hands and lips on his body drove him wild, especially so when her hands reached for him under his shorts.
His own hands went back to her body, exploring her curves underneath her chemise. This was something that they had both wanted for so long and he couldn't believe that he was finally giving it to her and herself.
"Y/N..." Sebastian moaned, biting the side of her neck.
"Sebastian... Do you want to take charge?"
She punctuated her question with a small bite to his earlobe, and Sebastian took no time in flipping them over to where he was on top of her. His hands unbuttoned the top of her chemise with a clumsy fervor, and he quickly pulled it off of her body.
Y/N was now left completely bare underneath him, save for her stockings. Sebastian pulled back from her neck to absorb the sight before him with his eyes. It was everything he had fantasized about and more. Y/N stared back at him before muttering out nervously:
"Is everything okay? You're staring, do you not like it...?"
Sebastian looked at the object of all his desires, her breathtaking body and her precious face. He couldn't believe that she was his, that she was finally in his arms. He smiled, looking down at her, admiring her beauty.
"Y/N...." Sebastian murmured. "What would possibly make you think that I don't like it? You are everything I have ever wanted. I'm just...amazed by you, that's all."
He looked at her body, his eyes traveling along her curves, taking in every inch of her. He leaned down and gave her another kiss, his hands still exploring the shape of her body. This kiss was warmer and a bit less hungry than the others, and his hands were less rough. He was comforting with his touches, making sure she felt completely comfortable and loved. He was tender and needy at once, and Y/N loved him for it. It reassured her that this isn't the only thing he wants from her.
His hands settled on her chest, kneading and massaging at the mounds of flesh. It was here Y/N could tell how inexperienced Sebastian was, but at least he was trying. He was experimenting with different things to see what she enjoyed. When his thumbs grazed her sensitive buds though, he knew he had figured out something she liked, and that filled him with a bit of pride and confidence. Sebastian was so focused on Y/N's reactions, her sounds of pleasure and her body that it almost took him out of the moment. Seeing her react to his touch filled him with pride and joy.
"Is that good, darling?" he asked gently, slowing his movements. "Should I continue? Do you want me to?"
Sebastian was almost breathing heavy, his heart beating so fast that it felt as though it was about to burst. All he wanted was to hear his lover's soft voice telling him to continue.
"Please..."
Was all Y/N could croak out as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She made every effort to try and steady her breathing as Sebastian tried pleasuring her. During his excursions to the adult section in the Hogsmeade library, Sebastian had read a few of the more saucy romance novels, and attempted to do the things he read about. Because otherwise, he was completely clueless. He knew well enough how to pleasure himself, but to pleasure a woman: that was something foreign. From what he read, he decided to be bold and lean down to run his tongue over her chest, flicking his tongue at the sensitive bud. This got a gasp from Y/N as her eyes fluttered shut, and he took that as a sign to keep going.
"Never stop, Sebastian."
She mewled out at him. With every movement of his tongue, she could feel the growing heat and wetness in her core. Sebastian took extra care to make sure both breasts got an equal amount of love. After a while, he pulled away to look down at her chest. Her buds were now stiff and red from his affection. He took this as a sign to continue with something else. His hand now trailed down her stomach and nestled down at the short bit of hair between her thighs. Sebastian could almost feel the heat radiating from her core, and according to what he read, this was a good thing. Y/N's breathing was ragged and fast as Sebastian explored her nakedness with his hands. She was almost panting as he traced his fingers over her skin, moving slowly down toward her slick slit.
In that moment, Sebastian began to realize how perfect and beautiful Y/N's body was. He could feel her soft and plump legs against his waist as he kissed and licked her thighs. He made sure to touch her in many different areas to see her reactions and find her sweet spots. From what he was doing, Y/N found out that she was particularly sensitive to him biting her inner thighs, which made her let out soft moans. Sebastian had slid down to where his head hovered between her thighs.
His eyes were dripping with lust, but behind that, he was just as clueless as she was about any of this. Sebastian remembered a certain part of his saucy novels that he found quite strange, but he wanted to try. Y/N felt his lips graze against her core, planting a chaste kiss on her sensitive bundle of nerves.
"Sebastian, what are you doing? Isn't it supposed to be you...in me?"
Y/N asked awkwardly. Sebastian chuckled and pulled back to look at her; her innocence and her confusion was so adorable to him. He gently pushed her knees apart as he nestled his head once more between her thighs. His eyes trailed over every inch of her skin as his fingers trailed over her wetness.
Without looking at her, Sebastian replied simply, "I want to taste you, darling. I want you to enjoy this...as much as I am."
Y/N knew somewhat about how sex was supposed to go, but she had never heard about using your mouth on someone. But all the same, it made her shudder and purr when he experimentally licked a long stripe between her folds.
"Merlin's beard, that feels nice... Where did you learn all this?"
Sebastian gave a warm smile, a smile that said 'just trust me'. He was careful to not be too rough, to not go too fast. Y/N was delicate and innocent, he couldn't be too aggressive. Instead, Sebastian focused on pleasing her, on her pleasure, on her reactions.
Sebastian kept it up, licking and exploring. Y/N's words did nothing but add to his lust and desire. This was her body, he could do what he wanted with it, and that made him feel amazing. And it looked as though his lover's pleasure was increasing as well. As Sebastian licked and sucked and even bit sometimes at her sensitive region, the more she felt that familiar knot tighten in her abdomen. Y/N had pleasured herself sometimes during late nights in the Room of Requirement where she had complete privacy, but it was nothing like what Sebastian was doing to her. Her breathing quickened and her hips instinctively ground against his tongue, needing more of his touch. He took the hint and she felt his finger find her entrance, pushing in.
"S-Sebastian, I..."
Sebastian was almost shaking with excitement. This was real...this was the moment that he had been waiting for. And it was so perfect... Y/N's body, her moans, her lustful breath and her expressions... He was loving every moment of this. He pulled back for a moment, looking at her.
"Y/N, would you like me to continue?" Sebastian asked, his voice almost a whisper.
He felt a rush of adrenaline as he looked at Y/N, as if his body was preparing to release everything that it has in it. Her words were stuck in her throat, so she only looked up at him and nodded fervently. On instinct, Y/N brought her knees up to her chest to give Sebastian easier access as he unlaced his shorts. Soon, his length sprung free and stood proud before her, making her eyes widen.
"Merlin, I don't think that's going to go in.."
Sebastian chuckled, and his expression become a warm and tender as he leaned down and gave his love another kiss. The feeling of her soft lips, combined with her sweet and innocent demeanor, was melting his heart.
"Shhh... trust me, Y/N." He whispered.
Sebastian's hand came to rest upon her cheek, and he leaned down onto her once more as he slowly entered her. Even though he took it really slow, Y/N's face still twisted up in pain. She had never put anything in there before, so Sebastian's thickness was especially painful for her. Once he was fully sheathed, he kept still, letting her adjust.
"T-That hurts..."
A tear formed in her eye and her body scrunched up a little. Sebastian could see the tears in her eyes and that made him feel terrible.
"Darling, I'm sorry." He whispered.
He kept still to give her time to adjust, but he was anxious to continue. He just wanted to please her. He gave her a loving kiss on her cheek, letting her know that he still cared.
"Just keep breathing." Sebastian murmured. "Just relax."
Y/N nodded and closed her eyes, taking deep breaths. Slowly, she felt her insides relaxing and opening up more, and the pain grew lesser.
"You can move..."
Her voice was nearly a whisper as she opened her eyes to look at him once more. Sebastian started to move back and forth, slowly and gently. He was careful not to hurt Y/N, making sure to go at her pace and never force her.
"How does that feel, darling?" he whispered.
With every time he pushed in, she felt tingles ripple through her body. It was nice, even though the size of him still hurt a little.
"That feels lovely, Sebastian... Have you done this before?"
That last question sounded anxious, desperate for him to say no. Sebastian hesitated for a second before he spoke.
"No, actually, I've never done this before." He said softly. "Honestly, my heart is racing right now. In a good way, my love."
He slowed his movements to a stop, not able to speak for a moment. He was so focused on Y/N and the way her body felt, and all his anxiousness was washed away by his desire to make her feel good. Noticing that he stopped, Y/N moved her hips against his and opened her legs up more to reassure him that he was doing well, and that she wanted this.
"I've never done this either, but I've thought about us doing it a lot."
She paused, and looked deep in thought for a moment.
"Could you do something for me? It's just something I've pictured..."
Sebastian's heartbeat quickened at her words. "Yes, of course, my love. What do you want me to do?"
Sebastian was curious as to what Y/N wanted. Her thoughts, her feelings -- these were things he had wondered about. And to finally, be able to do exactly what she asked of him... his heart raced in excitement.
"Uhm...could you..."
Y/N looked incredibly nervous and a little ashamed as the words wouldn't exit her throat. Instead, she picked his tie up off of the floor and tied it tightly around her neck, handing him the long end nervously. Sebastian was taken aback. He understood where this was going, but he was still somewhat speechless.
"Are you sure...?" he asked softly, his voice gentle and calm as he took the end of the tie from her hands. "I... I could never do anything you don't want me to do, Y/N."
His breath was ragged as he looked down at her, noticing that her eyes were closed, almost as if in anticipation for his answer.
"I'm sure, just...pull it. Whenever you like."
She bit her lip and looked off to the side, feeling a bit dirty for requesting such a thing, especially for their first time. But on the other hand, she was incredibly eager for him to act out her fantasies with her. Sebastian looked back at his lover, a nervous smile on his face...and then, slowly, he began to pull as his hips snapped against hers once more. He took in her expression and her body's reaction. She seemed to get more excited the tighter he pulled it. His heart pumped faster in his chest, his breathing faster, and he closed his eyes to experience the moment.
He could feel that Y/N was very close to her release and he continued to pull, his mind in a daze. It was as if he was in his own little world, completely oblivious to anything and anyone else but her. As Sebastian started moving in and out of her once again, her gaze met his once more. Her eyelids were heavy and her breath was hot, just as she always had been while in her bed when she pleasured herself as she thought about him. Soon, he sped up with his movements, his length massaging her walls. The hand that wasn't holding the tie rested on her breast, kneading it and thumbing at her sensitive bud. Y/N's moans grew steadily louder and her legs wrapped around his waist once again, pulling him closer to her.
"Sebastian, I... I love you..."
A harsher wave of pleasure washed over Sebastian. He was overwhelmed with emotion, with love, with affection, as his body moved in tune to Y/N's. Her words washed over him like a warm embrace, wrapping him in a blanket of passion as she pulled him closer. Their lips met in a soft and tender kiss as Sebastian moved even faster, his breath hot and his mind lost in the thrill and enjoyment of the moment. He had never felt this way before... His heart was beating out of his chest and his body was shaking with emotion. He felt like he could cry and laugh at the same time. After their admission of love to each other, Sebastian's pace rapidly increased and he got rougher with her, the both of them overcome with need. The sound of skin slapping on skin reverberated throughout the Undercroft, and only added to their arousal.
Sebastian leaned down to Y/N's neck and left a harsh bite, chewing and sucking at her soft skin to leave a bruise. The hand that was on her breast traveled down to her abdomen, feeling her stomach bulge up slightly every time he pushed in. Sebastian's kisses got more passionate as he got rougher with Y/N. His hands went exploring as he looked for somewhere to leave his mark on her. He sucked aggressively at her neck, biting into her flesh and marking her with his lips so that everyone could know who she belongs to.
His free hand trailed lower and lower until he managed to find the spot that he was looking for. The feeling of his teeth grinding into her skin and his cock quickly pushing in and out of her sent Y/N into absolute overdrive. It didn't take long at all for her to melt into a panting, moaning mess underneath Sebastian. Her hands grabbed at his shoulders and back, leaving long claw marks that would definitely last a few days. That oh-so familiar knot started tightening in her stomach, and she knew she was close to her release.
"Mm, Sebastian, I... I-I'm gonna..."
Sebastian's heart was pounding out of his chest at this point. His breathing was ragged and his eyes were almost glazed over. He could picture those claw marks that would be left on his body and his mind was filled with a fiery excitement.
"Yes, my love, let it out." He whispered, his voice low with lust. "Give into it, darling."
The pure obsession and desire that laced Sebastian's voice was all she needed to reach her breaking point. Y/N's body seized up, her back arched, and she let out a long, loud squeal as her walls clamped around his length. Sebastian felt Y/N's insides gripping him tightly and his body started shaking violently. He felt every last bit of his release and it was more than he could've ever imagined it being.
"Y/N..." He groaned, his eyes rolling back from pleasure. He was out of breath, his heart pumping like crazy.
"That...oh my gods..." he muttered. He could feel her claws digging into his flesh even harder.
"That was so good." He sighed.
Y/N purred at the feeling of his fluids painting her insides, and as soon as he stopped, she relaxed and looked up at him with so much love and need that it made his heart melt. Sebastian soon laid on top of her out of exhaustion, his head resting on her chest. Sebastian kept his body tight against Y/N's, feeling safe and content. His chest rose and fell quickly - he could feel his heart still pounding in his ears.
Slowly, he turned his head to look at her face. He wanted to remember every detail about this moment: every feature on her face, every single expression that she made. He smiled softly as his eyes drifted lower and he traced one of the scratches she had left on his arm with his fingers.
"That...was amazing." He whispered.
"You are amazing, Sebastian."
Y/N smiled warmly at him and played with his messy hair, some of which now stuck to his face from how sweaty they were. And when he smiled back at her...she nearly fell in love with him all over again. The way his freckles looked, the way his eyes smiled as well...it was absolutely precious.
"And you are absolutely beautiful, Y/N."
Sebastian's breath was coming in warm puffs as he looked into her eyes. He felt a surge of emotion and was tempted to give her another kiss.
"I'm so in love with you, Y/N." He whispered, softly tracing her cheek with his fingertips.
"And to think... I almost didn't meet you tonight." She was so special to him; without her, he might not have known what love truly is.
"I'm glad that we're together..."
"I want us to be together. Officially. I want everyone to know."
Sebastian said, a grin spreading across his face and a fire roaring in his eyes. His head rested on her chest once more as they both just basked the afterglow. That was, until they came back to the reality that the Undercroft got particularly cold in the wintertime. The pair sat up and stretched a bit before Y/N spoke:
"Maybe we should get dressed and go let Anne know we aren't dead."
"Oh, I forgot we were in here." Sebastian replied, nodding as he noticed that it was cold.
"Alright then." He stood up and reached down to help her up. "Let me give you a kiss first, before we go back to looking respectable, darling."
He bent down, meeting her lips with his own as his hands gripped her hips. Once he had finished, all that was left was a red mark on Y/N's neck -- it would have certainly given away their activities. Y/N giggled, knowing that she had equally marked him by clawing his back. The two quickly pulled their clothes back on and made themselves presentable once again.
"Oh Merlin, I've never felt like this before."
She couldn't resist pulling Sebastian into a tight hug before the two exited the Undercroft. Sebastian sighed, still reeling from the experience, trying to make sense of the feelings he had.
"Nor have I." Sebastian replied, looking down at Y/N with loving eyes. "I wish I knew how I could make you feel this way all the time."
When the two reentered the Dark Arts tower, their faces were flushed and their hair was still disheveled. They knew it was late, due to the now golden light pouring through the large windows, but neither of them really cared at that moment. They had each other's love, and that was all that mattered. And to Sebastian, it was definitely worth running a marathon around the halls of Hogwarts for.
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maybe a part 2 if yall want, idk?
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Yuu Toyota - Cherry Magic! Thirty Years of Virginity Can Make You a Wizard?!
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wintersoldiersoul · 6 months
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Get Him Back
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A/N: Kind of loosely based on Get Him Back by Olivia Rodrigo but then it took a turn and got away from me??? I blame it all on this pic of Seb.
Warnings: Smut, Daddy Kink
It had been a month since it happened. Everything was fine until that night when Bucky came home and slammed the door. You could tell that he had a hard day. You trying to comfort him ended in screaming, tears, and a lot of broken objects thrown across the room by both of you. The two of you had had fights before but nothing like this. No, this was the one that broke you apart. Bucky stormed out of the apartment that night, mumbling something about going to Steve’s. You hadn’t seen him since. Apparently he had to go on an emergency mission in Russia. Or at least that was the story fed to you by the other Avengers. 
But now he was back. And tonight would be the first time you saw him since the breakup. The party at Stark Tower was in full swing when you arrived at 10pm. Every part of your look was carefully curated for one reason and one reason only. Make him jealous. Make him feel bad about losing the best girlfriend he’d ever have.
You were wearing THE dress. The one Bucky found you so irresistible in. Dark red with a plunging neckline and a slit up the skirt. As you slipped it on, you recalled how many times Bucky had nearly destroyed it by ripping it off of you when the two of you were alone. The memories made you sad.
But you had a mission tonight. Make the supersoldier ex-assassin fall to his knees and beg for mercy as you shunned him. 
“Oh you’re evil,” Natasha grinned as you strutted into the party. “You really wanna make him miserable, don’t you?”
“Of course I do.” The corners of your cherry painted lips lifted up into a sly smirk. “Revenge really is sweet, Natasha.” You tried your best to come off as confident but truly, you were a nervous wreck. Sure, you wanted to make Bucky jealous. But this was the man that you had loved for years. The man who held you while you cried, who bought you flowers for no reason, who made sure that no matter what, you always knew how much he loved you. As much as you tried to convince yourself and everyone around you that you were fine, the heart inside of your chest was shattered. The angel and the devil in your head were fighting about whether you should try to get him back, or make him jealous as hell to torture him. 
You took a large sip of the whiskey in your glass, praying that the liquid courage would make it easier when you finally spotted him. 
“Y/N,” Nat grabbed your arm. “He’s here. How do you wanna play this?”
“I got this,” you smirked, standing up from the couch you had taken a seat on. Whiskey in hand, you strutted over to his direction, making a show of the way your curled hair bounced with each step you took in your black stiletto heels. 
Bucky was standing in a corner with Sam. And damn, he looked good. His long brown hair was pulled back into a bun and the white wife-beater shirt he was wearing perfectly displayed his toned flesh arm and the metal one. You always found him sexiest when both of his arms were on display. It was abundantly clear that you weren’t the only one with a plan tonight. But you didn’t let yourself falter. Didn’t let it show that his look made you want to clench your legs together for even the smallest bit of relief.
“Bucky,” you said, curtly as you approached. You watched his blue gaze trail up and down your body. His tongue jutted out as he slowly licked over his bottom lip. This was going to be even harder than you anticipated.
“Y/N,” he nodded. “You look nice.”
“You, too. I see you didn’t get too banged up on your mission?” 
He smirked. “Definitely got a little banged up,” he emphasized, causing jealousy to pulse through your veins. “But nothing too bad.” 
“Good.” The word came out as if you were a petty teenager fighting with a sibling.
“Yeah,” he retorted. “Good.”
You turned on your heel and walked back towards Natasha. There was only so much you could handle. 15 minutes later, when you had finally gathered yourself, you felt your phone buzz. 
Bucky: Your room. Now. Wait for me. 
You cleared your throat. “Excuse me,” you said to the group of people who had joined you and Nat on the couch. “I just have to grab something from my room.” You walked away and got in the elevator, taking it up 3 floors to your designated room at the compound. Being in it was weird now. You rarely stayed in it anymore since moving out but you knew you’d always have a space. But being in it now just reminded you of Bucky. All of the mornings and nights spent together before you found your own place. 
You sat on the bed, heart racing, trying to plan out what you would say to him. Be strong, Y/N, you tried to tell yourself. But as soon as Bucky sauntered into the room, you knew that would be nearly impossible.
“You trying to kill me, darlin’?” He said as his tall frame leaned over you. “That dress… fuck. You wore that on purpose.” 
“Oh, like you didn’t wear that on purpose to torture me?” 
He laughed. “Fair point, doll. Fair point.” His eyes softened and he transformed from someone you were trying to hate into someone you never could. Your Bucky. Your soft, sweet Bucky. “Y/N… I- I don’t know what to say. I don’t know how to express how sorry I am for everything.”
Stay strong. Don’t give in. You were trying so hard but fuck, he took a step closer and you smelled his cologne, driving you crazy.
“Bucky… you left. You just left. We broke up in one night and then you were just…gone.” 
“I’m so sorry my love-” “No,” you interrupted. “You don’t get to call me that anymore.” 
You could see the hurt flash in his eyes. “Please, angel. I fucked up that night. I know I did. I would do anything to take it all back. I’d let HYDRA torture me til the end of time if it meant I could at least take back the things I said that hurt you.” He took another step closer. “Please, please just give me one more chance.”
He bent down so you were face to face. You couldn’t resist anymore. You grabbed his head and brought his mouth to yours, lips smashing together in a fit of passion and need. He picked you up and through you onto the bed.
“Wait… I have to tell you something.” You knew that what you were about to say could ruin everything again. But you had to tell him. “I…I slept with someone else. Just once. I was so broken Bucky I went to a bar and got drunk and had sex with another man.” You braced yourself for the reaction of hurt and anger. You got ready for him to storm out of the bedroom and back down to the party. 
But instead he just brought his lips to your ear and whispered, “Then I guess I’ll have to fuck you extra hard to get him out of your system.” His lips connected with your neck, sucking hard in the spot right under your jawline. The spot he knew drove you crazy. You cried out at the pleasure, already feeling your underwear getting ruined by how wet you were. “Lemme ask you something sweetheart,” he said seductively. “Did he make you this needy without even touching your sweet pussy?” 
You moaned at his words. “N-no, Bucky.” 
He smirked as he grabbed one of your legs, stroking over your calf with a feather light touch. His hand moved higher and higher until he was running his finger tips over your inner thigh.
“Bucky, please! I need you to touch me.”
He made a “tsk” sound and said, “Now angel, you know that’s not my name.” 
“Daddy, please!” You cried out. 
He practically growled at the name, gripping his fingers under your lace panties and dragging them down your legs. He held your knees apart, looking at your pussy feverishly. “God, I missed this sweet cunt. Soaking wet honey, you’re glistening. Is this all for me?”
“Yes, yes, all for you.” Your plan of staying strong had completely gone out the window. You just needed him to touch you and you were willing to do anything to make that happen. 
“Fuck you’re so beautiful. That dress… you make me speechless.” He gently ran a finger through your slit before pressing down hard on your clit, making you jump. “So responsive tonight. What a good girl.” 
He knew the nickname would make you even more desperate. “Daddy please!” “Please what, baby girl? What do you want from me?”
“Anything!” You practically yelled. “Your mouth on my clit, your fingers inside of me, please!”
He smiled before plunging a finger into you without warning. He added a second one, curling them inside and immediately finding your g-spot. 
“Bet he couldn’t find that special spot. I know your body so fucking well. I know that if I do this…” he scissored his fingers to stretch you out even more, just the way that you liked. You screamed, bucking your hips off the bed. “You’ll do that.” He finished, smugly. His head was right in front of your pussy, watching closely as he continued to move his fingers. “Oh baby, your little clit is so swollen. It looks so neglected.” The combination of his movements and words made you whimper. 
“Need you. Need your mouth. Please!” You whimpered. 
Bucky laughed darkly at your words. “I’m gonna take care of you, honey.” He wrapped his soft lips around your clit and sucked hard. Your head fell back on the pillow, the pleasure all consuming. “Eyes on me, baby. I wanna see the look in your eyes as you cum all over my tongue.”
You forced your head up to watch the sinful man between your legs. “D-daddy, I-”
“I know, baby. I can feel it. Don’t forget. I know your body. I know your body better than anyone in the entire fucking world.” 
He continued his movements with his mouth and fingers and you exploded.
“Oh, good girl. Such a good fucking girl for me.” The bottom half of his face was covered in your wetness. “Gonna give you my cock now. Gonna stretch you out so good.” He swiftly removed his pants and underwear, causing his length to spring free. You reached out to grab it, desperate to make him feel good. “No, no, no,” he scolded, removing your hand. “Need to feel your tight little pussy around me. Need it now. Legs open.” 
You quickly obliged, spreading your legs as far as you could to make room for the man in front of you. He grabbed his dick and used it to toy with you, rubbing it over your slit and tapping it on your clit. Slowly, he began to push into you.
“Bucky!” You cried out as he filled you.
“I know, baby, oh fuck, I know.” The pleasure was consuming him so much that he couldn’t even scold you for calling him by his real name. “Look at you. Little cunt split open for my thick cock. Look at how you’re sucking me in. You needed this bad, didn’t you angel? Other guy couldn’t fuck you right? Couldn’t make this perfect pussy feel good?” As he spoke, he thrusted into you hard and deep. 
Tears streamed down your face at the intense pleasure that had your whole body on fire. “Only you, Daddy! Only you make me feel this good.”
“That’s right, my sweet girl. Never forget who knows this body better than even you.” 
You felt your high approaching rapidly, especially as he brought his metal hand down to toy with your clit. You couldn’t even speak at this point, the only sounds coming out of you were moans.
“Feel you fluttering around me, angel. You gonna come when I tell you to like my good little slut?” You nodded your head quickly, unable to speak. “Cum around my thick cock. Now,” he commanded, his voice full of sin. Your body obeyed and your walls clenched around him, hard. His movements began to falter as he came, fucking ropes of thick cum into your pussy. 
When you were both done, he removed himself from you. You both sat in silence, catching your breath.
“Y/N…” he looked at you. His eyes, which had been dark and feral moments before were now soft and full of nothing but sorrow and love. “I am so sorry. I wish I could take it all back. I love you so much and I just-” his voice broke as he tried to hold back tears. 
You crawled over to him and wrapped your arms around his neck, letting your bodies press up against each other, just taking in the feeling of his skin on yours.
“Me too, Bucky. All of it. I’m sorry too. I love you.”
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zyonsay · 3 months
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hellooo, can i requ some headcannons of max verstappen having a bf that is rly pretty (i'm talking rbr seb vettel or nico rosberg 2000s pretty)
Pretty Boy MV1
Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!
Summary: One scenario of Max talking about his boyfriend in an interview and then three headcanons with scenarios
Reader: Male
Warnings: Max Emilian Verstappen
Now playing: 'Me Gustas Tu' by Manu Chao
AN: Hey anon! I combined your request with another one, which asked for a scenario of Max talking about reader in an Interview. Hope that's alright! ALSO Seb/Nico in their teenage dirtbag era was SOMETHING. (something great, im foaming at the mouth)
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“So, Max, you’ve been very active online recently. Especially your partner has made many appearances in your posts. What are you two up to?”, the Interviewer glanced at his silver watch before looking back up into Max’s blue eyes. He had anticipated this question for the whole weekend. The press liked to stick their noses into his private life, especially because he was not in a straight relationship. All eyes were on him, as per usual. “My gorgeous boyfriend?”, a sly grin tugged at his lips. “We’ve been spending loads of quality time together. Over the break we planned a little trip. I love him with all my heart and am excited to spend time with that amazing person”, his mouth pulled into a slight smile before the Interviewer crossed another question from his mental list.
Yes, Max likes to keep part of his private life to himself, but he can’t resist posting candid pictures of you all the time. Maybe he’ll even create a separate account besides his main one just for pictures of you and you guys’ daily life. Your phone buzzed and you quickly held it up to your face while laying on your bed. It was a notification from Instagram, Max had posted something. The phone unlocked and led you to the new post your dearest made. It was from this morning when the two of you went out on a hike and spotted a few cute deer. The picture showed your back while you were crouching and watching the animals. With a giggle you turned to Max, who was laying behind you. "That's a cute pic!"
Even though he appreciates your looks, he makes sure you know that you are the first reason why he’s in love with you. Your beautiful face and soft hair is the cherry on top! With gentle hands he held your face, while leaving kisses on your nose. His sweet upside-down smile adorned his face while he whispered, “My beautiful schatje.” Max gently pushed a strand of your hair behind you ear before leaning in for another peck.
That said, he’ll still compliment you at any given chance. Something he likes to do is leave little post it notes on the fridge when he has to leave early. ‘Good morning beautiful! I saw that you used the last bag of your favorite tea, go check in the cabinet above the dishwasher!’, Max had left a little yellow note on the door of your fridge, he even scribbled a wonky heart on it. You opened the cabinet only to find way too many packs of your favorite tea stacked up. God, how you loved that idiot.
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karlmarxverstappen · 9 months
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not redbull announcing to the world mark popped seb's cherry in 2009 😭
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hufflepuffwitchhh · 10 months
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you kiss my face and we're both drunk {ominis gaunt x reader}
summary: drunk ominis is the cuddliest person on the face of the planet.
this is just short, sweet fluff and it literally made me blush to write it
it's my day off so y'all are eating well today, you might even get the amit animagus fic later
ft some ominis and seb friendship to make up for how dirty dark!seb did him in the last fic
this feels surprisingly dialogue heavy for me, and yk what, i don't hate it
It was Ominis’ birthday, and as a good partner does, you had snuck around completely behind his back to arrange a celebration.
He'd told you that he didn't particularly celebrate his birthday, thanks to his less than stellar upbringing. You were determined that a day that honoured Ominis Gaunt being brought into the world would not go unmarked, not if you had anything to say about it.
Sirona had been more than happy to allow you the Three Broomsticks entirely to you and your friends for the nights. She’d even rejected your offer of a fee for the privilege, insisting it wasn’t necessary. Sebastian had kept Ominis busy all day with a made up dating emergency that he just needed Ominis’ help so desperately to resolve. Finally, Natty and Garreth had helped you lug the decorations you’d painstakingly made in your dorm over the last week, as well as the chocolate cake you’d baked,  Poppy holding the ladder in support as you and Amit alternated putting them up.
And yes, you were aware Ominis couldn’t see the decorations, but you’d be damned if you didn’t put as much effort into this as you could.
Finally, it was all done, and all you had to do was wait for Sebastian to bring your unsuspecting love right to his surprise.
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Ominis reeled back in shock as the lot of you screamed the word 'surprise!' at him. You almost felt bad.
Almost.
He stood there a moment, a stunned look on his face as he slowly came to the realisation of what was happening. You were thrilled at the soft smile he was now wearing, his cheeks flushing such a pretty pink colour.
He wandered around a moment thanking everyone, and getting a butterbeer pressed into his hand by Sirona, before making his way to you.
A moment later, he had his arms wrapped around your waist, his warm chest against your back as he leaned down to whisper in your ear.
"You shouldn't have, dearest."
You hummed happily, resting your hands atop his.
"We'll agree to disagree. I'm of the opinion that the most wonderful person deserves a day dedicated to spoiling him."
He chuckled, the noise making his chest vibrate against your back slightly as he pressed a kiss to your jaw, sounding a little choked up.
"You're wonderful. Thank you for this. I've never really had someone so determined to try and celebrate for me like this. I love you."
You muttered back a quick 'love you too', before twisting to kiss him quickly.
"Now come on. Garreth convinced Sirona to let us have Firewhiskey shots. The good stuff."
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You were tipsy.
Ominis was shit-faced.
It was hysterical.
Your beloved boyfriend was currently by his best friend's side, Sebastian's arm around his neck as the two worked together to rile your friendly neighbourhood Gryffindors.
Based on the look on Leander's face as they all but screamed a Slytherin quidditch chant at him, it was working quite well.
The absolute cherry on the cake was Imelda in the background beating a nonsensical rhythm on a table, a rhythm that in no way went with the song. 
And here were you, curled up into the corner of a booth, nursing a glass of Firewhiskey, watching with endearment and amusement as your love let loose in a way he never had before.
Finally, Garreth dragged Leander off to the other side of the pub before he tried to hex the three Slytherins, putting an end to their fun.
Ominis, flushed from the booze and the scream-singing, suddenly grabbed his wand, moving it back and forth swiftly (and clumsily.)
"Mate, what's up?" Sebastian asked with a raised eyebrow, more curious than actually concerned at the sudden change.
Ominis said nothing, his wand still moving until it honed in on you.
He was across the room in a second, collapsing into the seat beside you as he leaned his head against your chest, his arms coming around you in a vice grip. He was pressing kisses everywhere he could reach, and it took you a moment to comprehend what was actually happening.
"Love, what's up?" 
You were concerned that maybe something had upset him that you hadn't noticed, or that maybe that the loudness of your friends had set off his anxious disposition.
But no.
"I missed you."
That wasn't what you were expecting.
"You were only across the room."
"That was too far!"
You couldn't help it. You laughed.
He pouted and Merlin, it was adorable. The next thing you knew, he'd sat up, tugging you into his arms as he strode towards the fireplace.
"What are you doing?" Sebastian called, clearly amused at his friend's sudden clinginess.
"Me and my girlfriend are going to cuddle."
Ominis called back, slurring his words a little, before he Floo'ed you both back to the Slytherin dorms.
Oh, you were going to tease him relentlessly for this in the morning.
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Ominis was under the covers in a moment, his arms already held out to you expectantly. He'd not even gotten ready for bed.
You laughed a little, taking off your shoes and tie, before leaning down to take his off too, so he'd be comfortable.
"I like where this is going." He told you with a grin.
You booped his nose.
"It's not going anywhere, my darling. You are hammered."
He pouted once again, though it quickly was replaced by a happy smile as you clambered into bed beside him, allowing him to pull you into his arms.
Ominis slowly rocked you from side to side, pressing kisses repeatedly to your nose and cheeks as he lifted a hand to stroke your hair.
"I love you so, so, so much, dearest. Thank you for tonight. No one's done anything like this for me before. I'm incredibly grateful."
That made you tear up a little, and you squirmed closer to leave loving kisses against his collarbones, smiling as he sighed happily at the sensation.
"Happy birthday, my love. I'm glad you had fun. Now come on, you need sleep."
He nodded reluctantly, dipping his head to bury it in the crook of your shoulder. His fingertips rubbed circles into your back, as the soft movement of your nails against his scalp sent him to sleep.
You'd never loved him so much.
Even though you had to rub his back while he kneeled over the toilet the next morning.
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ultraviolet-x · 1 year
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Did you have a date for the Yule Ball yet? Of course you didn't. You were waiting for a certain copper-haired boy to finally ask..
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YULE BALL DLC pretty pretty please with a cherry on top🍒
edit: I know this isn't possible because it is part of the Triwizard Tournament which they didn't have. But either way, more Seb pls
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