“Please?” Part 2
Sebastian x F!MC
Intended for mature audiences! All characters aged up accordingly 🔞
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“Please?”
Sebastian’s urgent plea through the door caused MC to freeze in place, the trousers halfway up her legs as she began to process exactly what was happening. Her heart began to beat loud enough she could feel it in her ears, the realization that he wasn’t mad settling in.
“Just a second!” She called out, hurriedly pulling the trousers up.
MC started considering her options here. He couldn’t just bust in on her in the bathroom should she chose to hide away, that’d be wildly inappropriate. If she told him she was having trouble on the toilet she might as well just crawl out of the window and curl up outside to die. Yet, if she opened the door she wasn’t sure what would come of them. What would he do? Against her better judgement, she shuffled to the door and swung it open.
Sebastian almost fell, stumbling forward to regain his footing. His eyes widened upon the sight of her in his clothes, the shirt loosely covering the top half of her while his trousers were being held up by one of her hands. Without explanation he kicked the door shut behind himself, letting out a deep chuckle.
“Took you long enough,” he told her, moving close enough so that he could inspect her face, “you’re looking a little red there, mind telling me what in Merlin’s beard were you doing in my bathroom, hm?”
If MC had been blushing before, she was even worse off after he called it out.
Sebastian took the opportunity to reach forward and grab the front of the shirt she presumably nicked from his wardrobe, pulling her close. To think she was in his cottage, with his clothes on, touching herself.. he couldn’t believe his luck. With his free hand, he adjusted the crotch area of his own pants to relieve some of the pressure from his growing erection.
“Nothing!” MC blurted, not willing to look down to see what he was doing, though she didn’t have to guess.
“Doubtful,” He replied in a low voice, “have you any idea how hard it was to listen to that? And I see you’ve helped yourself to my belongings… good thing, too, I’ll feel less guilty ripping them off.”
In seconds he was tugging at the shirt that kept her modesty, and MC lost any sort of control of herself as she let him. Playing dumb had seemed the way to go just moments before, but why? She had been fantasizing about him after all, she’d be a fool to ignore how incredibly hot and bothered he was making her. Her arms raised so that it’d be easier for him to slipped the clothing off, but he had already gripped it and pulled it with enough force to rip it from her body like he said he would.
“Off, now.” He commanded, ridding her of the remnants of his torn shirt. Sebastian needed her to pull those trousers down or he’d do it himself. He barely allowed himself enough time to drink in the sight of her half naked, his head foggy with a lust daze that he’d never experienced before.
MC got the message and quickly removed the only article of clothing she had left. Standing before him naked, she reached out to help him undress, only for her hands to be pushed away.
“No,” he leaned close to her and placed a hand on the back of her neck, “you were touching yourself, who were you thinking of?” He had an inkling but he wanted her to admit it.
“You.” She didn’t miss a beat, there was no point in hiding it.
That was all he needed to hear.
He used the hold he had on her to guide her to the wall, trapping her with his body as he placed either of his hands on her hips. His arousal was at a peak, his dick throbbing with need within the confines of his pants.
MC leaned her face upwards to pressed her lips to his but he pulled away just enough so that their lips couldn’t meet, she tried again but he didn’t relent. Frustration of her own began to form as she looked at him, seeing the lust in his eyes and not understanding why he wouldn’t just cave in already.
Sebastian couldn’t, he had her exactly where he wanted her yet he found himself surprisingly stuck in place as she attempted to kiss him. Everything about her in that moment was goddamn perfect; the blush of her cheeks, her bare skin against him, the way her eyes seemed to search for reason within his own. She’d find none, even he didn’t know why he wasn’t just picking her up and fucking her against the wall right there.
His fingers dug into her hips slightly, with every intention of leaving marks. With that in mind, he finally lowered his head to bury his face into her neck, biting at the sensitive flesh as she squirmed between his body and the wall. Hearing those whimpers slip out from her up close, could have sent him to heaven.
“You’re mine.” He growled into her skin, not willing to let go of her just yet or at all for that manner.
MC had already lost all sense of control, her body heated mess on the wall. His actions confused her, but damned if they didn’t feel amazing- he could bite the hell out of her and she’d let him. If he wanted she’d jump him now and make use of their privacy to finally give in to the repressed feelings they obviously had for one another.
She watched as he placed his face next to hers, turning her cheek to try and land a kiss again. Met with disappointment as he yet again kept himself just out of reach. She could feel the hardness below pressing into her legs, he’d just declared her as his own, why wouldn’t he kiss her?
“Sebastian..” Her voice carried the amount of need she felt, showing just how much she wanted him to lose himself with her.
“Fuck,” he muttered, “not in the bathroom, not right now.. if I kiss you.. I won’t be able to hold back.”
Despite his words, one of his hands trailed from her waist to her behind, grabbing a decent hold of her ass and giving it a rough squeeze. His hips involuntarily bucked and he groaned at the sensation of grinding his covered manhood to her leg. He could barely help himself, knowing that she seemed more than willing to get frisky in such a room.
MC was getting impatient, with him groping and grinding she saw no reason for them to move anywhere else. She was more than ready to give him everything, and she had been for a while if she was being completely honest with herself. She couldn’t take the torture of him teasing her like this, every second felt like a month as he denied them the release they both sought.
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