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Two magizoologists who share a deep love for magical creatures are brought together after a brief, chaotic encounter.
Newt Scamander and Autumn Greenwood must work together to investigate growing disturbances that are impacting the lives of magical creatures throughout the wizarding world. As the mysteries deepen, so does the danger, forcing them to face difficult choices and unexpected challenges.
In a world where creatures are no longer safe, Newt and Autumn begin to realize they are not just fighting to restore balance, but to create a sanctuary for every misunderstood, beating heart that has nowhere else to belong...
Two magizoologists who share a deep love for magical creatures are brought together after a brief, chaotic encounter.
Newt Scamander and Au
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, characters are 18+, explicit sexual content, phone sex, dirty talk, praise kink, oral sex, unprotected sex
A/N: this is in honor of reaching 2k reads on Wattpad! Also this is very dialogue heavy which isnโt my strong suit but I tried something new with this! It was so fun writing though :)
Summary: You live alone and one night youโre feeling lonely. Deciding to call the phone sex hot line, the last thing youโre expecting is who picks up on the other endโyour best friend.
You paced your apartment a few times. Nights were when you got lonely, living in your own apartment with no roommates. But tonight, it was a different kind of lonely.
The aching-in-your-core kind of lonely.
The kind where you contemplated putting new batteries in your vibrator that you had run dead a few nights ago. But you werenโt sure that would even suffice this time.
You sat down, going to a website you know you shouldnโt go to when a flashing ad pops up in the corner. Kinky Connections Chatline with a glowing phone number beneath. The thought had crossed your mind before, but you had never tried it. But desperate times called for desperate measures.
Your heart pounded in your chest as you dial up the phone number and youโre immediately hit with their dial tone as you wait to be connected. But as you wait, the regret starts to sink inโa pit in your chest and a lump in your throat form.
But before you can talk yourself out of it, the line connects.
And a smooth, familiar voice fills your ear. Itโs dripping with sex as he breathes into the phone. โHello there, sweetheart. Iโve been waiting for your call. What can I do for you tonight?โ
Immediately, your blood runs cold, your heart stops. Itโs him, you would recognize that voice anywhere.ย
Sebastian Sallow, your best friend. The only person in the world who knows you inside and out, who can make you laugh until you cry. And the one you secretly dream about.
You canโt help but gasp into the line. โSebastian?โ But then you hang up before he can answer.
Your cell phone drops to the floor in a quiet thud as it hits the carpet. You begin pacing again, wondering what the hell you had just gotten yourself into. The only sounds filling your apartment are your rapid breaths, each one more frantic than the last.
Had you really just called a sex hotline only to be met with the voice of your dearest friend?ย Your face burns crimson as you think about what he said.
The next thing you know, your cell phone is vibrating. You lean down to pick it up and are met with Sebastianโs name going across the screen.
Maybe if you just play it off, he wonโt know it was you.
You slide your finger across the answer bubble and place the phone next to your ear, taking in a deep breath.
โHey!โ You say, trying to sound calm and collected.
โThat was not how I imagined you finding out about myโฆother job.โ His voice sounded more like him. โAre you okay?โ
Fuck.
Your cheeks burn again. โYeah I-Iโm just embarrassed.โ
โDonโt be embarrassed. Iโm the one who should be embarrassed. My best friend just called me for phone sex,โ he laughed.
His laughter on the other end made your mind relaxโฆ but something deep inside of you tense up.ย
โHearing you say my name sounded so goodโฆโ he trailed off.ย
โYeah?โ You ask, beginning to play his game.
โYeah,โ he huffed another laugh. โBut donโt feel pressured. We can hang up right now and pretend this never happened. I can connect you to someone else if you want.โ
โI-โ you started and pressed your phone to your chest, gathering up the courage. This was his job, you can let him do his job. โI donโt want to hang up.โ
You hear him curse under his breath. โThatโs my girl. I need you to lie back for me, baby. When you do, just close your eyes and listen to my voice. Can you do that for me?โ
You nod your head against your phone. โY-yes.โ
You head towards your bedroom and lay out on top of your comforter, closing your eyes.
โGood girl,โ he purred. โTell me what youโre wearing, so I can picture you.โ
You look down at your outfit, conveniently wearing an old shirt of his he had left at your house. You giggle lightly as you begin to speak. โYour old shirt. The one you got when we went to the beach.โ
โFuck, sweetheart thatโs perfect. You can smell me on it canโt you? Is it soft against your skin? I need you to lay your hand on your stomach, weโre going to warm up, okay?โ
You reach your hand under the hem of the shirt and rest it gently against your stomach just like he had asked, heat pooling in your core.
โNow, tell me what youโre wearing underneath.โ
โJustโฆ just my underwear.โ
โWhat color? Are you wearing something dirty just for me?โ
As the conversation goes on, you can feel him settle more comfortably into his role by the tone in his voice. He was still him but with a professional mask layered over top.
โLace. Iโm wearing black lace panties.โ
A sharp inhale rattles through the line and you can hear him shifting in his seat. You imagined him in his own apartment, probably sitting comfortably on his leather couch you had sat on plenty of times.
โNow, touch yourself through the fabric baby. Just a light press against your panties, enough to make you ache for me.โ
You trailed your hand from your soft skin on your stomach, down your navel, and right where you wanted Sebastian to be. You could feel your wetness seeping through the fabric already and the conversation had barely even started. A breath hitched in your throat at the contact.
โThatโs it, just like that. Let me hear you. Are you wet already for me? Just from my voice?โ
โMhm,โ you agreed, too afraid to speak the words.
โI want you to reach your hand inside and circle your clit for me. Nice and slow. Tease yourself.โ
When you reach for your clit, you canโt help but let a small whimper escape your lips. You were even wetter than you thought as you began to take the pad of your middle finger in painfully slow circles. You whimpered out before you could stop it.
โDoes it feel good? Tell me, baby. Tell me what you want me to do.โ
โDonโt stop talking,โ you plea as you slightly pick up the pace and arch into his absent touch.
โIโm not going anywhere. Iโve got you. Keep circling that sweet clit of yours for me. Keep your eyes closed and imagine it's my tongue, swirling around you slowly. I would take my time with you until you were begging. I would lick up every bit you gave to me. Fuck, I wish I could see you right now, dripping for me.โ
The image he was painting vividly in your mind was almost too much to bear. It was almost like you could feel the way his tousled brown hair tickled the inside of your thigh as his warm tongue enveloped you whole while his chocolate eyes stared you down.
โNow, I want you to slip a finger inside of you. Just one for right now. I want to hear how wet you really are for me,โ he softly demanded.
Your finger stretched out your walls, swollen with desire. Your walls pulsed around your skin once as you settled inside of yourself.ย
โSebastian,โ you breathed.
โThatโs it baby. I can hear how soaked you are. All that just from my voice?โ
โY-yes.โ Your finger continued to slowly ease inside of you, followed by more whimpers as you reached your knuckles.
โNow start pumping it in and out, take your time, donโt go too fast yet. Tell me what youโre thinking about.โ
Through your lowered inhibitions and sudden boldness, you said, โIโm thinking about you.โ
โOh yeah? Tell me what part of me youโre thinking about?โ His voice was lower now, growling for an answer, but when you took too long to reply, he started back up again. โAre you thinking about my mouth on your tits? Sucking those perky nipples of yours until youโre writing beneath me? Or my hand between your legs?โ
โI-Iโm thinking about youโฆ inside of me.โ
โFuck baby. Youโre such a good girl. I want you to add another finger inside of you, can you do that for me?โ
You add in your ring finger alongside your middle, stretching you out even more than before.
โI want you to imagine your fingers are my cock stretching out your tight little cunt, filling you up so deeply until your legs are shaking around me. I would start slowly with my tip, circling it around your hole until it ached so much it hurt. And then I would inch myself into you until you couldnโt take any more of me. Youโd like that wouldnโt you, sweetheart?โ
โMhm,โ you replied, laced with a moan.
โYouโre getting close arenโt you? I can hear it in your breaths. I know youโre getting so fucking tight around my cock. Donโt stop, I want you to come apart while you imagine itโs me stretching you out.โ
You could feel the way your core began winding up, deep inside your belly. You were so close to coming you could almost taste the euphoria on your tongue.
โPlease keep going,โ you begged.
โLet go, baby. Come all over my cock. Imagine Iโm there thrusting into you, so hard and deep as I drive you over the edge. Fuck, I can hear it now. You want to come donโt you?โ
An orgasm was rapidly approaching for you, you were so close that your mind couldnโt come up with words, so you just whimpered into your phone.
โCome for me, baby, fall apart on me.โ
The waves came crashing down, carrying you through a drift of stars behind your closed eyelids. A sharp cry caught in your throat as you rode out your high on your fingers, dripping your slickness down your palm. Your phone gently slipped out of your hand as you gripped tightly to your fluffy duvet.ย
Even without the phone pressed to your ear, you could hear Sebastian begin speaking again as you settled into your mattress. โFuck, listen to you. So beautiful when you break apart for me.โ
You picked your phone back up and listened as he continued.
โHow do you feel, sweetheart? Talk to me.โ
โI canโt believe we just did thatโฆโ you whispered.
He chuckled on the other end as he took in a deep breath. โI can. Iโve thought about it more times than I can count,โ he admitted.
Part of you couldnโt tell if this was still a part of his act or not. But you bit the bullet and asked anyway. โCan youโฆ can you come over?โ
Immediately youโre met with the sound of rustling clothes like heโs standing up, and the jingling of keys. โIโฆ are you sure? Thisโฆ this changes everything.โ
โPlease hurry.โ
โShit, okay sweetheart. Stay in your bed, keep my shirt on, okay?โ
The line goes dead.
You spend the next ten minutes lying in wait, letting the ache build back up in your core as you thought about what you just did with your best friendโthe one who was on his way to you right now to make your fantasies about him come true.
What if it had all been a part of the character he plays? What if he shows up and is just Sebastian againโyour best friend?
Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of him using his copy of your key to jiggle open the door, echoing off the silent walls as you feel the blush creep up your neck.
A few moments later, heโs standing with a heaving chest in your bedroom doorway.ย
You stare at each other a moment before he comes walking over to you, crawling onto your bed and over top of your body.
โSeb?โ You ask as he hovers over top of you.
โYeah, baby?โ
That term againโฆ it made your stomach flip in on itself.
โWasโฆ was that all an act?โ
He crashed his lips onto yours in a starving kiss as his answer, sucking in your bottom lip into his wet mouth and nibbling lightly.ย
He smelled of the wet pavement outside from the rain and his spiced cologne. His hoodie was still cold and damp from walking in from his car as you tugged at it, signaling you wanted him to take it off.
He slipped it over his head swiftly before finding your lips again with his. โI truly have thought about this too much, I swear it. It wasnโt an act with you.โ
You brought your hands up to grasp onto his freckle-dusted cheeks and he groaned as he smelled your arousal on your fingers.
His lips gravitated towards your dominant hand and he licked from your palm to your fingertips. โBaby, you taste even better than I imagined.โ
A whimper caught in your throat at the sight of him sucking delicately on your middle and ring fingers, lapping up every ounce of wetness you had left behind.
He got lost in the moment before he locked eyes with you and leaned back down. You could taste your sweetness on his lips combined with the mintiness of his breath. He was getting harder by the second as you could feel his growing erection through his sweatpants, pressed up against your thigh.
โPlease Sebastian,โ you whispered, unable to take a second longer without him inside of you.
โYou look so sexy in my shirt,โ he murmured against your skin as he trailed down your neck. โIโm going to take my time with you, just like I said I would.โ
His warm hands eased under the hem of the shirt you were wearing until they were met with your breasts, perky under the cloth. He lifted it slowly to reveal them both to him and you could swear he gasped out loud.ย
He brought one of your nipples into his mouth and swirled his tongue around your bud. But he made sure to pay attention to your other side with his hand, pinching your peak in between his thumb and forefinger until it was hard against the pads of his fingers.
His teeth grazed over the nipple in his mouth as he continued sucking on you. He let go with a soft pop. He pressed gentle kisses down your belly until his lips were lingering over your black lace panties.
โThese are devastating on you,โ he cooed. He slid them down your thighs until they were a pooled mess at the edge of your bed. And then he spread your thighs apart and drank in the sight of you. โSuch a pretty little pussy.โ
He lowered his face between your legs and dragged a tongue up between your folds. Thisโฆ this was the exact image you had in your mind earlier, it felt like a gust of deja vu though it hadnโt truly happened before.ย
You raked your fingers between his brunette strands as he made circles around your clit with his tongue, switching between points of pressure.ย
โSebastianโฆโ you cried.
โSay my name again, baby.โ
You breathed out his name again like a plea, desperate for more.
He replaced his tongue with his thumb, rubbing against your nub as he started sucking your inner thigh. The skin was sensitive under his mouth as he began leaving behind love marks on your bare skin. It tickled as his faint stubble brushed against you and combined with the pressure in your core, it nearly tore you apart.
You arched your back up off your mattress as you raced closer to a second orgasm.ย
And then you hit a wall.
โNot yet, baby. I want you to come apart all over my cock. Can you do that for me?โ He asked, flashing your mind back to his voice muffled by phone lines.
You nodded your head as he swung off your bed and pulled down his sweatpants. Underneath, he was wearing green flannel boxers and you could see the hard line of his erection pressed against the thin material.
In another swoop, he stepped out of them, springing his cock free.
He was bigger than you imaginedโand you did imagine. His tip was flesh-toned and he was freckled slightly down his shaft, matching the ones adorning his face and chest. You had seen him shirtless, sure, but this was different.
He was mesmerizing to look at.
โCan I take this off?โ He asked, tugging at his shirt covering your body.
You nodded again. He helped you pull it over your head and now you were both left completely bare.
He was over top of you in an instant, never taking his eyes off of you.
โIโll go slow, okay?โ
He lined himself up with your entrance and eased himself in.
Your chest hollowed out with a deep breath as you felt him stretch you to the brim.
โFuck, youโre so tight,โ he groaned.
You felt every vein as he pressed further into you, pulsing around him as he buried himself to the hilt.
โYou feel so good, Seb.โ
โYeah baby? Youโre otherworldly," he replied as he moved a strand of hair from your face. He slowly pulled out of you until all that was left inside of you was his tip and then he eased himself back in. โIs this what you wanted? What you imagined on the phone?โ
โY-yes,โ you whimpered.
He picked up his pace and began thrusting into you deeply, hitting your spot every time.
โRight there? You like that?โ
You answered by pulling his face to yours and brushing your lips against his, nodding your head. โPlease donโt stop.โ
The rain hit the window harder now, in time with your beating heart. The sun had completely set by now, so the only light shining in the room was a warm streetlight casting lines from the blinds across your moving bodies.
His thrust started to become erratic, signaling he was headed straight towards his release.ย
The spring in your belly was winding up again too, tighter and tighter each time he hit your spot deep within you.ย
โI want you to come for me. Come all over my cock, baby, please.โ
His words sent you overboard, electricity shot from your core to every tip of your body as you shook around him.ย
โThatโs it baby, just like that,โ he gushed.
โSebastian,โ you shuddered as you came around him.
You felt as he chased his own orgasm, painting your insides white with hot strings of his release. He continued driving into you until he was empty, collapsing on the pillow beside you.
Neither of you spoke for a few minutes. The only sounds filling the room were your heavy breaths and the raindrops hitting your window.
โSebastianโฆโ you started.
โLet me get you cleaned up.โ
He stood up then and went to the bathroom he had been in hundreds of times and returned with a damp towel, insisting on wiping you up.
No more words were spoken even as he helped you redress into his worn shirt and he back into his sweats.
He laid beside you again, your breaths more calm now, and wrapped an arm around you.
โYou know, I truly have thought about that for a long time,โ he said against your hairline.
โYou have?โ
He nodded his head, you felt his stubble rub against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. โMillions of times. And none of them compare to the real thing.โ
โI-Iโm glad I called and you picked up.โ
โMe too, sweetheart.โ
You fell asleep in his arms, knowing you would wake up in the morning to your world completely changed.
summary:ย Sebastian Sallow loses the World Cup against England, and he canโt stand watching you be there for the rival team despite leaving you five years ago.
Empathetic, you go find him post-game.ย
warnings: literally a bit of plot with pure smut. possessive/stubborn seb. if ur a minor please donโt read this shit pls. lmao. idiots in love. i cant help it sorry. terriorial seb? sorry garreth.ย
a/n: in honor of the sexy ass players in the world cup lbvs. this one is for @amazonabxtch and @dianamagritte. that restricted section on discord crazy you freaky deekies damn. also thank u to my witness skye @unforgivensallow for witnessing me write this shit in 10 hours RAW LOL.ย
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The stadium had been super loud.
There was a thought that ran through you where you couldnโt understand what was louder. The entire crowd surrounding you in the stands or the pounding pulses inside your chest from the outcomes of the entire match.
Scotland was down by one.
They lost. Humiliatingly, Scotland lost.
โYesโI won the fucking bet. Girl, we won!โ
Your eyes flinched a little at the rush and adrenaline push Nellie motioned at you. Of course, she did. You were all from England.
โI knew Weasley wouldnโt let us down since grade seven! I bloody knew he would ace it tilโ the end professionally and give us the cup!โ Prewett jolted behind you.
Weasley.ย Garreth Weasley.
Right. The quick, temporary distraction you outdid yourself with a few years back. Right before he made it to professional football.
The cute little distraction from attempting to move on from your ex, Sebastian Sallow.
The opponent tonight.
A dry breath emitted out of you, your eyes darting to the red head from afar in the stadium, attempting to try to find a focus on his popularity.
Garreth flashed a smile, tilting his head, and jogged backward, almost nearing your specific group of the crowd wanting to greet his old school friends for support.
The crowd roared again as he neared.
Sweaty and all, the England jersey slid off him, but despite the privilege of being with him in the past โ your attention was elsewhere.
You were studying the opposing team in the field.ย
A specific player you'd spotted since the beginning, but attempted to ignore.ย ย
The tinted blue and white fabric bled through the sweat across his chest and shoulders, molding every sharp line from him without trying as he breathed harder than usual from the yells of the loss.
The long sleeves of his shirt were pushed tight and muddy around the biceps โย fuck,ย you couldnโt remember them being this toned during your time together.ย Were they always?
No, what the hell were you doing?
You two were over. Five years ago.
Sebastian Sallow could feel the mocking numbers of the final score watching him. He could hear the unnecessary commentary over the post-match results.
The fuck-ass crowd from afar cheering over his school rival.
Heโd known that the entire game with Weasley was going to be another bit of arrogance between the two enemies, but now it was in the worldโs biggest game.
And unfortunately, he lost this time.
He dragged his tongue along the inside of his cheek, trying to swallow the bitter annoyance he had over the cheering crowd from afar, but as he attempted to set his shoulders and shake the sweaty brown tousles from his forehead, he paused.
There you were.
At first, he thought his mind had made you up for comfort.
No. You were right there, surrounded by red and white, getting swallowed by the very same crowd cheering against him.
Sebastianโs jaw tightened, and he had to look away.
He had to seriously look away because you hadnโt changed. If anything, you had only gotten older and prettier.
Everyone knew that.ย Heย knew that.
But you were not his girlfriend anymore. He made sure of that five years ago, hadnโt he? He stood there with pride and cruelty to let you walk away like a coward he was because he was afraid of committing.
But seeing you stand amongst those god damn England supporters. Shit, it made something so possessive and wounded twist beneath his ribs.
The view on your end was tough.
Yet, despite the break-up โ getting one unusual glare from him after so many years. Even within thousands in the crowd and him looking at the wrong one, from all directions, he had the power to find you.
You. As he always did. Justย you.
With an attempt to snap out of the six-foot player from afar, you witnessed how minutes flew enough over that time slipped.
The famous Weasley player said goodbye to your friend group and jogged back to the field for a fair farewell to their rivals.
In an attempt to follow the rest of the other random players in the field while following the game commentary, you failed completely.
You followed the two main players you knew in the past.
You watched Garreth Weasley track easily back to the grass, breathless from the match as he walked with a victory confidence, clapping his teammates for a bit before turning to the Scotland team.
A few handshakes and what-so โ then you felt the pit of your stomach create a void as you watched Garreth reach Sebastian.
Sebastian attempted to keep his facial expressions muted. He always had a hard time hiding his intentions, but despite a stupid, humiliating loss, he tried to be respectful to his rival.
โTsk, Sallow surely took a damn loss!โ Someone from behind you said. It mustโve been the men again.
โโcourseโ he did. Finally karma from jabbing all our fucking matches at Hogwarts. He finally needs to feel the loss!โ
You bit the inside of your lip, also watching the players.
Weasley leaned into Sallow with a tighter handshake, just enough to throw Sebastian into him and spill some words that were specifically just for him.
Sebastianโs body went still, and a smugness seemed to appear on Garreth as he walked away.
Hell, you didnโt have time to form a proper thought at all.
One second, the Scotland player was standing there with a tense and exhausted look, and then the next, his jaw clenched toward Weasley. His shoulder had risen with a heavy breath as he ticked.
He mouthed something at Weasley.
You had known that look on him.
That enraged wrath on him, the tension on his large shoulders and the way he squinted those brown eyes youโd known him for.
Sebastian Sallow was pissed off.
Sebastian threw the first shoulder shove at Garreth immediately.
Oh no.ย You thought to yourself.
Oh no, because thatโs what you knew about Sallow. He was impulsive and didnโt think twice about his actions before doing them.
A low gasp left your mouth as both players strut back on themselves. That smug Weasley held on himself vanished, and there was a sudden roar from news outlets, catching the fight-to-be.
โHolyโโ
โDid Sallow just launchโโ
Your hearing went hazy.
You watched as three players held back Sebastian from a swing while Garreth ran backward, almost a trace of fear in him before shaking his head.
Sebastianโs mouth moved quickly, angrily, and whatever he had told the other player was lost beneath your gap of listening, but you didnโt have to listen.
Your heart hammered as Sebastianโs gaze suddenly snapped upward, cutting through everyoneโs dramatic yells, and looked at you for a second.
Just a second.
Itโd been you. The reason had been you.
If youโd known Garreth enough from school and Sebastian from heart โ it was something said aboutย you.
As you correlated the thoughts, you saw how Sebastian shoved an arm at his teammate from his shoulder and left the football field in a rush, avoiding any more conflict and media attention. He was isolating.
Both crowds tried to swallow him in. The coach, attempting a pep-talk,ย denied. His team attempting a photo,ย denied. He just walked without looking at anyone, disappearing into the shadowed stage leading backstage.
Youโd been frozen.
The freshly made manicure nearly chipped out of your nail beds from how bad you fidgeted over what had just happened.
Your friends and old classmates celebrated, already planning about the next bar stop after the game, but you were on a different path now.
The lanyard hanging around your neck began to tickle you.
No โ no, donโt do it.
You looked down.
GUEST ACCESS.
Itโd been from connections.
You shouldโve stayed where you were.
Itโd been five years.
You shouldโve waited for the rest of the players to take photos and celebrate.
Five years.
Your breaths echoed over your ears as you found yourself in the deeper parts beneath the stadium. The tunnels leading to exclusive access were colder than youโd expect, making you shiver a little โ but had it really been the cold or the nerves on the most likely mistake you were making?
Security stood there in the deeper backrooms with black earpieces and expressionless faces, but one glance at your pass and they ignored your intentions.
You walked through those private halls right before other players could crowd in, and all those privileged nepotism people could come backstage to meet the players.
Where are you?
Youโd been sure you were on the opposite teamโs side now because somewhere nearby, a Scottish player laughed too loudly at seeing your tight red and white shirt representing England.
โFuckinโ hell, aye, whatโs the competitor doing here? ,โ He said. โYerโ in the wrong area, darling.โ
But you walked faster, your breath weighing harder as you walked the halls, ignoring the scent of sweat and polished floors.
At the same time, a roughed-up player had appeared right before you made a sharp, desperate turn in the corridor.
Sebastian Sallow was paced to lock himself in his stupid, claustrophobic dressing room until a cab took him back to his hotel โ to destress and block out everything from the media and his pestering managers.
And surely, block you out of his damn mind.
The moment he heard his teammate chuckle out the comment, Sebastian took a brief pause and looked over his shoulder, seeing you right there below him.ย
This gave you the proper chance to take a good look at his face after so many years, up close and personal.
His face was flushed from the match. Those soft, dampened hairs were still stuck on his forehead, sweat still dripping from his freckles. And he was breathing extremely hard, so that you nearly felt it. It was obvious his breaths were from annoyance as the Scotland jersey on him moved with each take.
Sebastian Sallow was everything but calm right now.
For a moment, he only stared at you.
He debated whether to be shocked or annoyed, as if he had expected hundreds of people to follow him in the private halls โ reporters, teammates.ย Soon they would.
He expected anyone, but you,
Holy shit,ย it was you.
He tried to take you in for a few seconds, attempting to remember and take you at the same time.
He looked at your hair, your face. He looked at the shape of your mouth. He noticed right away the nervous way your freshly made nails were chipping as you gripped your lanyard for some sort of fidgeted latch.ย
โWhat are you doing here?โ He asked harshly.
You suddenly became too aware, because what wereย youย doing there?
Youโd flush enough now. You couldnโt even blame the match; you werenโt a player โ you were just fucking lost. What were you thinking?
โIโโ You were lost. You couldnโt even look at him in the eyes. โI donโt knowโmaybe, I just wanted to make sure you were alright.โ
A humorless laugh slipped from him, and he looked to the side.
Those sharpened freckles.
โAlright?โ
Yeah, he wasnโt.
โI just lost the finals in the World Cup against England, nearly put my hands on a player, and walked away from every camera in sight like a coward.โ Sebastian spat.
You blinked rapidly. โIโI knowโโ
His shoulders were tense. And big.
That football endurance surely did its job.
Beneath it all, though. Beneath this layer of popularity and strength he gained, he looked demolished. Failed.
You hated that you noticed it right away.
You both were still, in awe and confusion about what the fuck you were both doing. After years โ this was your first meeting. Your first glance and confrontation.
The breakup was messy. No proper farewells.
In a short breath, he attempted to whisper your name, but it completely got towered over muffled chaos from afar.
From a distance, you and Sebastian began to hear voices between the halls. The corridors began to vibrate with loud screams and reporters.
Sebastianโs eyes flicked past your shoulder, noticing the chaos, and he whispered a quick โfuckโ to himself.
Before you could turn yourself to what he saw, you felt a hand close around your wrist, tight enough to steal the breath from your lungs as you were launched into the nearest unlocked door beside you guys.
โWhatโโ
Pulling you inside with him, Sebastian closed the door, locking it and taking a deep breath as his eyes closed.
The room was open and slightly dimmed.
Itโd been the playersโ infirmary.
There was a clinical smell hitting you at once, right away. A few ice packs abandoned on the garbage can, bottles of healing solution, and a large bed where injured players lay.
You pressed your back against the counter behind you across the room, trying to put some sort of space between you and Sebastian at the door, but the room was small and chilly.
All you saw between your loud breaths of recovery was Sebastianโs broad back blocking most of the door, his body also rising in and out from the chaos.
โYou shouldnโt be here.โ Sebastian spoke without a glance.
Your throat clenched a little and your cheeks warmed. โIโโ
โIsnโt there another team you should be pressing in at?โ He now asked you sharply.
โWhat?โ You were oblivious. Stupid.
Sebastian scoffed, finally looking over his shoulder. His large hands finally removed from the doorknob, and his body twisted around. The weight of his back leaned against the exit while he crossed his arms and looked down at you from afar.
His brown eyes werenโt directly at you, but at the tight shirt you wore: Englandโs.
You swallowed, not even feeding into it. Itโd been your team. You were surely fromโ
โYou were born in Scotland.โ
Right, he knew everything about you.
โI lived in England most of my lifeโโ
โRight.โ He chuckled.
You frowned. โIโm allowed to rule for any team.โ
โYeah, from where I stood in that field, it looked like you knew exactly where you belonged.
Your eyes squinted a little as you stared at him in offense. A small reminder why the relationship before was a rollercoaster โ his honesty.
Sebastian seems to realize it too, because his expression shone immediately and his jealousy turned to shame. โNobody lets down their partner.โ
Now your eyes widened more. โWhat?โ
His gaze followed yours. โWhat? Again,โ he paused and took a breath, almost like he knew he was going to regret asking this. โWhat are you doing here?โ
A question you couldnโt answer yourself.
โYouโre Weasleyโs.โ
โWhat? No. I wasnโt even cheering for him in that game!โ You defended yourself. โIโm not with Weasley's.โ
He snickered. โNo?โ
โNo!โ
There it was.
The uncontrolled power Sebastian Sallow held over you that nobody else had the strength to have: drive you nuts. Quickly.
Silence was kept between you two as the outside of the infirmary filled with voices here and there.
You swallowed, finally gathering why you were there in the first place. โWhat did he tell you?โ
Sebastianโs eyes stared at you but didnโt raise his head. All you saw was a wolf-like stare as he tried to understand your intention.
Once he realized, he looked to the side with his arms still crossed. โDoesnโt matter.โ
Your hands removed from the grid of the counter behind you, and your body straightened. โIt does matter.โ
โIt doesnโt. Just drop itโโ
โNo.โ You argued. โSebastian, what did he say? You made an entire scene.โ
He laughed under his breath, his annoyance crawling back to him as he shook his head as if the memory of it disgusted him. โHe was just being Weasley. You already know thatโโ
โThatโs not an answer.โ You pushed. โWhat did he say?โ
Sebastianโs nose flared as he finally uncrossed his arms and returned his frown. He stopped looking at you now.
โThat he took the World Cup just like,โ He didnโt even want to say it. It was stupid. โโjust like he took a woman--you. From me.โ
Your stomach twisted a little, but you attempted to stay calm.
Sebastian looked down at you, also trying to read your reaction through it as he looked down at your stupid shirt. Those England colorsโfuck, he just wanted to rip it andโ
โIโm not Weasleyโs.โ Your voice cracked from the nerves.
โYou dated him.โ
โFive years ago, after you and I broke up.โ
His jaw flexed.
โOr, as when you left me,โ You corrected.
That hit both of you.
Sebastianโs expression shifted, and he finally uncrossed his arms as he shifted a hand over his dampened hair in stress. โI didnโt just leave youโโ
โYou did.โ You let out a bitter laugh. โWalking away and never talking to me again is leaving, Sallow.โ
His eyes cut back. โIt was a difficult time.โ
โNo. You just didnโt know how to balance football and a relationship at the same time, so you chooseโโ
โI had scarce time for you. We knew that at the end,โ Sebastian defended. โYou were getting mad all the fucking time, and it was only going to get worse once I signed contracts and left.โ
โI wouldโve left with you!โ You raised your voice a little. โBut you wanted this stupid egoistic football player life of traveling everywhere and fucking every woman that wanted youโโ
โThatโs not true.โ
โDo you not read the mediaโ?!โ
โPR is a joke. Nothing you see in the media is real.โ Sebastian shot back. โAnd you werenโt far behind either. The moment I left for Scotlandโs training, I got word you were already with Weasley.โ
You gasped in offense. โThatโs not what happened!โ
โItโs exactly what happened. You just moved onโโ
โYou stopped reaching out!โ
โI was at camp!โ Sebastian raised in frustration, letting out all the words he couldnโt say in the past.
โAnd I didnโt get with Garreth the moment you left.โ You frowned. โHe was just there.โ
Sebastianโs freckles felt like they were flaring from his redness. โIsโdat suppose to make me feel better after this match?โ
โNo, itโs supposed to make you understand.โ You fixed.
Still, outside the infirmary were voices, but they were non-existent between the two of you right now. That entire stadium felt distant compared to the weight you both held right now after five years of no contact.
โI reached out once after training in Scotland, and you never answered.โ Sebastian admitted.
โOf course I didnโt. I had to switch phones to avoid looking at your contact for monthsโโ
โAnd you sure did a good job a while after when that picture of you wearing his jacket came outโโ
โWhat?โ You scoffed. โI was eighteen, and it was raining that day!โ
Sebastian now felt jealous.
All those feelings he had bottled up were now blooming in the worst way possible โ especially now. Especially after he had lost.
His team had fucking lost thanks to him. His temper was off. Then Weasley standing on that field and smiling like everything Sebastian had loved could be won over โ oh, he wasย tense.
โItโs fine.โ He lied like a prick. Like something was rotting in his honesty. โI left, and he stayed for a bit longer. Iโm sure he gave you the sex of your life just to use it against meโโ
โWhat the hell?โ You scoffed.
He laughed once under his breath, and that drove you insane. You were both bitter and petty โ but the relationship was so good. And the sex was so fucking good with only him.
You glanced up at Sebastian Sallow again, between the anger and annoyance that you felt now. Itโs like his feelings were projected onto you now.
You hated how much you noticed, too.
The way the sweat began to dry along his roughed skin. The bruise on his cheekbone reddened from the match. The unnecessary, stupid tight jersey that had clung to his body.
He was exhausted and angry, but still painfully beautiful as you last remembered him.
You stared at him a bit longer with your face hot and your throat tight.
Then, you moved before you could even stop yourself. You acted without thinking, just like him.
Your fist reached his chest because you couldnโt reach much more. He was too damn tall โ and you pounded lightly to take his words back.
โTake it back,โ You pushed.
Sebastian barely moved. At all.
His eyes stayed fixed on yours, dark and amused beneath the brown hairs poking him.
โTake. It. Back. Sebastianโ!โ You shouted in offense.
โNo.โ He clicked bluntly.
โNo, because itโs the truth,โ Sebastian said roughly, attempting to talk normally as you pushed.
โItโs not.โ
โItโs the truth. It was enough for him to use it against me.โ He said. โBecause that was the entire plan since Hogwarts. To fucking bother me.โ
You froze.
โAnd the most humiliating thing is that you knew.โ He frowned at you.
โWhat?โ You asked.
โYou saw him tonight. You saw him lean in and tell me something, despite not hearing, and you immediately knew it was something about you.โ
Your hands were still flat on his chest as you tried to argue back, but it was difficult.
Sebastian looked down at you for half a second before lifting his gaze again at the blank wall. โYouโd always been self-aware enough to understand the power you held between me and any man who wanted you, so donโt act oblivious.โ He said harshly.
Your hands dropped now, and you were muted for once, reflecting on his words.
โYouโre upset.โ You gathered. โYou wouldnโt be so mean to me right now ifโโ
โOf course, Iโm upset!โ Sebastian now raised his voice. He now paced around the infirmary room, going around you on the opposite side. โBecause I didnโt just fucking lose the World Cup tonight! It felt like I was losing my career and losing you all over again.โ
Your breathing stopped for a moment.
One thing for sure, he was honest.
You turned again. His back was to you now again, his hands clenched over the counter you once clenched in too.
Itโs like he was regretting what he said.
โOf course I feel like absolute shit right now.โ He shouted again, but in frustration with himself.
Your eyes soften now. You felt the weight inside of you lift, and now, despite yourself and the entire night โ you understood too.
โSebastianโฆโ You said softly.
โNo.โ He clicked his tongue. โDonโt soften your voice now. Donโt pity me.โ
โI donโt pity you.โ You lied. โOr feel sorry.โ
Sebastian closed his eyes. You were playing rough, too. โThen what?โ
โI just,โ You blinked fast and thought. โI just know you.โ
That soothed Sebastian just for a bit.
He finally turned around from fighting with the unnecessary counter edges and looked at you.
For the first time since this tragic anger consumed him, he looked like Sebastian โ like the boy you met. Not the famous footballer who was so dull and cold.
Thereโd been a forced pull on you. No, he didnโt grab you or did anything on his part. It was you. You felt yourself walk forward to meet him in the middle of the room and just take him in for once.
He looked so tired and fucked from so much football and insults.
The man needed to de-stress. Immediately.
For years.
You let out a shaky breath, pretending like the fluorescent lights above him werenโt making the tint of honey breath in his eyes glow more than usual.
โWeasley never fucked me,โ You whispered in honesty.
Sebastian looked at you with a small tilt.
You were ashamed for a bit, but you wanted to debunk his stupid assumptions. โI was too heartbroken to have sex with anyone. I only kissed him once, and I didnโt like itโโ
There was a small breath from his nose that came out of him from the โkissโ part, and you clicked your tongue.
โMy gosh, Sallow! You are never freaking satisfied with anythingโโ
โYou knew I didnโt like him, and he didnโt like me since we got together!โ Sebastian reminded.
You sighed.
โAnd I know I left. I know I chose football and all of that.โ He said bitterly. โBut it doesnโt make it easier knowing how much control he has over it against me.โ
โIt was one kiss.โ You confirmed.
โOne of too fucking many.โ
โSebastianโโ
โWhat?โ He said, annoyed. โYou want me to lie like him? You want me to stand here and tell you Iโve matured enough to hear that Weasley is still using my vulnerable sides to stab me in public?โ
You stared at him a little longer.
He looked away, dragging his fingers over his mouth and chin, looking more frustrated with himself than with you. He had no reason to be mad at you, but he was.
โThen seeing you stand in those fucking crowds and going for the opposite team with that rubbish,โ his fingers clenched as he pointed at your shirt again. โโshirt.โ His teeth clenched.
You swallowed, seeing the closeness he was giving now โ too much. Even the finger pointing was enough to make you take a heavier breath and rethink the actions on why you felt a fluttering sensation in his presence now.
No, not now.ย Youโd felt it all game, but you were too much of a coward to admit it.
โAre you mad about that?โ You asked.
Sebastian looked at you intensely. He was holding back too. A lot. โIโm mad at everything.โ
You caught your breath as he stepped closer, but even that small movement had been a mistake.
It was almost stubborn for Sebastian Sallow to catch himself staring at not only the wrong shirt you wore, but also at the way that your breasts sat so tightly under that fabric. The thin fabric. Heโd remember them. The shape of them. The perfect outline on his hands โ and he sure damn well knew they were fighting for themselves to get out of that lame fabric.
He flexed without saying anything, but he scrunched his nose. โIโve had it with tonight.โ
You swallowed. โSebastianโโ
Violently, you felt fingers slip into the back of your hairs as your body was pulled forward to him and your lips were detained by the feel of someone elseโs.
Sebastian kissed you, and not gently.
It was messy. Sloppy. You were able to feel the longing and collision you two had yearned for the last few years. The tension of stress one held more than the other.
And damn, how stressed he was.
His lips pressed to yours with roughness, enough to feel the tickles of his brown curls over your nose as both of your bodies neared back against the exit door again.
Your tongue tasted the bitter saltiness from the sweat and saliva that bled from him all day, but you never cared. All you really paid attention to was how fucking well he kissed you. Only he knew the spot and pace of the kisses and...
A loud thump echoed, and the kiss broke for a few seconds.
It gave you enough time to catch a breath and place one hand over his chest flatly again โ his heartbeat was far beyond what you expected.
โYou need to get out of here,โ Sebastian whispered harshly. โOr I wonโt be able to stop.โ
โThen donโt.โ
That was the fair light to give him. The consent to let him ruin you like in the past โ all he needed was reassurance before demolishing you completely.
Sebastian didnโt hesitate twice before pressing his mouth against yours, but finding an opening with his tongue on yours. Both of your mouths syncing into one against that door.
Your fingers dug into his hair, finally getting the advantage of feeling the damp softness of it again. To tug it harshly as his large body pressed against you on that door as if you were a famous portrait.
A hand stood digging into your hair while the other crawled down your shoulders into your sides as a soft whimper escaped you from his tickling touch.
Without warning, you felt Sebastianโs fingers grip the team jersey you wore and tug it aggressively โ pulling it so fucking hard to the point where it pinched your skin once before the fabric completely ripped off you like a line upward.
The kiss broke, and you gasped down, watching the team shirt rip apart away from the stomach lining up to your breasts, making them lash out inappropriately. โSebastianโโ
โTakeโโ He kept opening it harshly until there was no fabric left on you. โโit,โ he grunted between the kisses. "--off."ย
Your breaths lingered as you both looked down at your naked chest, your face in heat while taking in what you two were up to.
Nothing had changed.
Sebastianโs index fingers trailed from your open collarbones, tracing them down onto the middle of your chest where your heart was before using his large hand to cup one breast and giving out a short grunt from the touch.
โโฆFuck,โ he couldnโt even hold it in, admiring you once again.
Again, his lips went to kiss yours and then trailed down into your neck like a vampire, burying his sloppy bites into it while his hands massaged your breasts.
โI,โ he breathed. โโmissed this.โ
Impulsively, your hand reached down between the neck kisses, training down over his jersey, and shoving your hand beneath it.
Your fingers could only take so much on tracing the sticky warmth of his toned body beneath the jersey before they charted down the tight sports pants; a finger pulling the strings of the Adidas pants and shoving into the V-line and feeling the flesh of his hardness for the first time again.
โShiiiโโ Sebastian could barely attempt to finish his sentence from feeling your hands touch the base of his cock.
You gasp, feeling how aroused heโd been and how much pre-cum had been ejected off him in a short time.
Your hands pumped up and down motions over the inches of himself while he attempted to keep you pinned against that door, but it became difficult.
He held in so much.
Your back suddenly lifted, and it was in seconds when you felt your body bump against the edge of the infirmary bed, making the bed make a loud noise from the throw.
Neither of you cared.
Without wasting any time, Sebastianโs hands came in contact with the skirt you wore for the day, cuffing another finger on the stretchy part of your underwear and sliding them off fleetly off your body at the same time.
โSebastian-!โ You attempted to warn his pace, but he was in no judgement.
He could devour you and destroy you with great pleasure.
Sebastian bent down over the small bed, his knees on the polished floor, not caring at all, and cuffed your legs like nothing.
โSebastian.โ You panicked. โAre you sureโoh, hell!โ
Your head threw itself back when Sebastianโs tongue disastrously entered the entrance of your body without fair warning, making your lower hips bend in an arch to swallow in the extreme arousal you hadnโt felt in a while.
His tongue first devoured you like a tragic kiss, making out with the sensitive parts of your body like it was the last time โ his mouth shifting from kisses on your inner thighs before shoving back into you with intent.
Itโd been so messy that one of your hands had to grip the sheets of the bed while the other tangled into Sebastianโs hair for some sort of grip.
โUghโโ Your eyes were closed, barely getting a sighting of how his eyes had gone soft in certain intervals as you moaned out.
With a loud puckering noise, โOh, the amount of nights--Iย achedย for this, baby,โ he huffed. โYouโve been so good,โ he suddenly inserted one of his fingers inside of you slowly, making you close your thighs. โโopen,โ
Whimpers hid under you, not wanting to be loud.ย
There were possible crowds outside this stupid little room, yet Sebastian Sallow was doing his best to outdo both of you.
โHmm! Itโs so,โ You tried to speak, but he inserted another finger while lifting himself over you, as he used his strong hand to open your thighs again. โOpen.โ
It was hard to maintain a peace when the tall, sweaty football player that you thought youโd lost forever was hovering over you and fucking you with his fingers, with eye contact now.
Again, he bent down once your legs were open and then while his fingers pumped inside of you, his mouth came back into a gentle contact above his fingers, kissing your entrance and hip bones.
โOh,ย fuck,โ You cried out.
โGood,โ he went further in with a finger slip inside of you, and you bent your back. โโgirl,โ he praised.
Itโd been too much for you.
Heโd only gotten taller, and his voice had gotten rougher throughout the five-year gap. It was highly impossible not to let out a short orgasm over the stimulation and pretty face between your legs.
You became a maniac over him.
As you saw stars, Sebastian seemed a bit more resistant to himself, but still, there was a small tense unfinished stress inside of him he needed to let out.
You saw it in him.
Catching a breath, you attempted to balance yourself up with your elbows on the bed while looking at him.
He still stood over your open legs, but held back a little, discontinuing his oral sex. โYouโre so damn pretty.โ
You could barely see him from the sweat in your eyes, and you didnโt know whether to laugh as he scanned your naked body.
โWhat am I going to do with you?โ He said in a pleading tone, not believing this was real.
โWhatever you want, Sallow,โ You reminded him in breaths. โIโm yours. Just yours.โ
โFuck,โ He huffed out.
The boner over his pants printed over you. You saw the struggle it was having inside there, and you took a breath, watching it so perfectly.
โWhat do you want, Sebastian?โ You asked.
โI want to make you a mess,โ He said without lies. โI want to devour the heck out of you right now. I want toโโ
โThen what's stopping you?โ You warned.
He chuckled. โDangerous words to tell an exhausted football player, darling.โ
You swallowed.
โI donโt have a condom.โ He said in confusion.
โWhen has that ever stopped us in the past?โ You asked.
Sebastianโs eyes nearly sparkled at the remembrance โ you were reckless teenagers, but never failed a good pull-out. Ever.
โNever.โ Sebastian whispered before he took it in at the confirmation and gripped one of your ankles heavily, using it as a lever to pull you back to the edge of the bed.
A squirm came out of your mouth when your body got twisted around, and now your back was facing Sebastian. You didnโt even have time to think before you felt his hand pushed flatly on your back and made you incline.
The motions had been loud enough that you didnโt even hear when his pants were off.
It was only within seconds that you heard him spit on his hand and then position himself behind you.
โOh,โย
Sebastian had barely inched in the base of himself on your entrance before closing his eyes and looking at the ceiling from the sensation until he stretched you out slowly.
โOh. My,โ Your fingers gripped the sheets as your cheek pressed on the bed from the entrance. โโHm,โ
Once every inch of Sebastian Sallow was inside of you - once that man made sureย everyย single part of him was in you and that you could take it, he didnโt hold back.
He slid out of you once slowly and then, it was never slow again after โ he rammed into you like no tomorrow and never stopped.
โSebastian,โ You gasped from the roughness behind you.
Sebastian plunged inside of you with a pounding sensation, his fingers gripping the sides of your love handles perfectly as a lever to destroy you fully.
The room echoed with sex and moans as Sebastian made sure you felt every single year youโd miss from this โ to feel all that jealousy and stress thatโd been bothering him tonight. To feel that love.
And it felt so good.
A handle removed from your hips and clamped under your chin. His fingers hooked around your entire neck and pulling you upward in the air to feel the back of your head rest on his shoulders.
A moan escaped you as this view made you look at Sebastian better. Him fucking you from the back while your head stayed on his shoulder to view his side.
One of your hands raised, caging on the back of his head again and using it as a balance so you wonโt fall forward as he kept pushing it so hard.
โOh,โ Sebastianโs breaths lingered on yours from how close you were again. โYouโre so wet.โ
You clenched on him from the opening. โYesโyes, I amโfor youโโ
His finger reached down your belly button and down in between your legs, creating circular motions to stimulate you again. โFuck, baby,โ
You moaned at the name call. โSebโโ
Your words werenโt finished.
Sebastian suddenly threw your body down, and before you could turn fully, you felt his fingers twisted around your hair. He kept the twirling motions until all of your hair was gathered on his hand before pulling it back and fucking you hard.
From this angle and force, you felt the base of him nearly at your cervix, enough to make you whimper a little from the pleasurable pain.
โOh, yes,โ
Sebastian had reached a state of being out of control. He was letting it all out without measuring his pace or angles โ he did what he had to do to enjoy it.
โThatโs it, babyโโ
There was a sudden knock on the door, making you gasp out loud from the noise, but Sebastian didnโt stop, making you freak out.
โHeyโโ
โThey canโt really hear us in these rooms,โ He paced, โUnless you scream loudly.โ He whispered.
You breathed.
โSo,โ He leaned down a little to speak to you from behind. โTell them,โ he shoved back into you. โItโs occupied.โ
You were flushed. โB-But youโreโinside meโโ
โTell them." He slammed. "Itโsย occupied.โ He shoved deeper. โThis player,โ he groaned. โโis in recovery.โ
โHmm!โ You whimpered.
Again, there was a knock.
โItโs,โ You tried to yell, but Sebastian was being diabolical.
โLouder.โ
โITโS OCCUPIED!โ You called out loudly before falling back into the bed with a stinging cock inside of you.
โOh, okay! Apologies.โ You heard from outside. โLetโs use the other infirmary then!โ
You took a breath as people left.
โYouโre such a good girl, arenโt you?โ Sebastian praised.
Your eyes closed from the pleasurable compliment, and your ass perked up more on him as he said that.
But Sebastianโs didnโt accept it just yet.
As much as he wanted to spill inside of you even though he shouldnโt โ he couldnโt do it like this. Not in this position.
Again, you felt his strong hands turn you around aggressively, using the pillow behind you to adjust it and then lay your head on it.
He then finally slid the Scotland jersey off himself โ getting the opportunity to finally take a clear view of his adulting body.
The small toned shadows, the scars left behind from old matches, and the little chest hairs that barely peeked.
It was a perfect view of each other now.
Sebastian looked down at you before taking you in and kissing you passionately now โ just for a minute.
He grabbed both of your legs, placing them alongside his shoulders before looking down and using himself to slip inside of you one last time easily.
Your eyes closed from this angle, feeling your toes curl around the back of his neck just a little as he went in slow and hard. Slow and hard. Slow and soย fuckingย hard.
โOh,โ He whispered between the messy saliva. โIโmissed thisโโ he pounded inside of you. โI missโyou.โ He clenched.
Your fingers grasped his hairs, and the other caressed the bruise on his cheekbone as you admired and were also aroused at the same time. โI missed youโtoo.โ
With every stroke, Sebastianโs strength on you became harder and heavier. With every thrust, you felt a pulsing sensation in your guts, ready for them to be spilled from how perfectly angled he hugged into you.
โYouโre,ย so, so deep.โ You breathed.
His strokes were sloppy.
It was insane to think how soundproof the infirmaries really were.
โAnd I wanna be deeper.โ He groaned.
โDoโdo it,โ You begged.
Sebastian whimpered at your go, his hands grabbing the handles of the low-budget medical bed and twisting his fingers around the poles to pound the fuck out of you.
It was so warm and wet.
How could it have been highly impossible for this sensation to go away so soon if he had to pull out โ
โIโm going to cumโโ
โNo, Iโm going to cum too,โ You pleaded from the stimulation.
You felt his entire cock start to harden inside of you, making the sex start to intensify to the climax.
His brown eyes finally found yours, and you could see the softness of them. That, despite how stupidly aggressive heโd been โ there was devotion in them.
โLet it go,โ You whispered softly at him.
Sebastianโs eyes looked at you, feeling territorial as ever. โLet me cum inside of you.โ
Your brows furrowed. โIโm not on birth controlโโ
โLetโs get the--morning pill,โ He pleaded with soft whispers. โOr not, I know you hate themโโ
โNo, Iโโ
โLet me take care of you,โ Sebastian said aggressively. โYou're the only woman I'll ever want to bear my children." He spoke so sweetly in such a deep sex. "Iโll take care of both of youโโ
โSebastian,โ You sweated at his motions.
But it was something to discuss after.
Right now, you both need to be done.
You nodded. It just felt too good to release anywhere else right now. The angle, the breaths, the orgasms โ the consequences could be dealt with later.
Now, you wanted it as much as him.ย
Sebastian took in one last curve while you felt yourself twist at the same time, arching your entire body and letting out another loud moan for the night.
โFuckkkk,โ Sebastian moaned out loudly, a few grunts and whimpers dimming out of him as he spilled himself deeply into you. โYouโre โ mine.โ
You nodded within moans. โI am.โย
The medical room was echoed with heavy post-sex breaths and bodies.
It all suddenly felt too hot.
You could smell the natural scent of sweat and faded cologne off Sebastian Sallow. Something that youโd oddly missed losing yourself to.
An embarrassing pop sounded once Sebastian slid out of your body, and instead of standing up, you watched him between the blurs of your sweaty vision.
His biceps twisted perfectly as he bent to the floor and took a catch for his famously known jersey.
โArms up,โ He ordered you.
You furrowed. โWhatโโ
โYou were shivering out there.โ He pointed out. โArms. Up.โ
You obeyed, letting the oversized long-sleeve jersey slide on your naked body. โSebastian, I canโt go out like this.โ You looked down at yourself.
A chuckle escaped the exhausted man. โWho said anything about getting out of here?โ
This brought you back to your senses.
Sebastian stood up, all naked. You could see his cock jump a little, and God, you had to look away to not want more again.
โThereโs an endless crowd outside this room,โ Sebastian informed. โAnd youโre not leaving anywhere anymore, sweetheart.โ
This made you stare up, your fingers clinging into his jersey while pretending like his spill wasnโt sliding between your legs.
โWeโd have to wait until everyone is gone.โ He reached down to the bed toward you, placing a hand on each of your sides and caging you as his eyes prayed into yours. โWhich means weโre not finished yet.โ
You blinked.
โMy stamina is high after this loss.โ He frowned. โAnd we have rounds to own up to while we wait here, darlingโso, sit tight. Itโs only our first round.โ
And you knew he was being serious.
โBecause I lost the World Cup, but I sure won,โ He kissed your forehead. โโthe woman. Which is way fucking better.
Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, characters are 18+, explicit sexual content, military, breakups, alcohol, fingering, unprotected sex, cockwarming
A/N: Hello! My military knowledge is US based so thatโs where this leans! I know I always say this but this is up there for one of my favorite things Iโve ever written (no one can replace you farmhand Seb)
Also huge thank you to @authorellasallow and @moonlitmuggle for helping me figure stuff out with this :)
Summary: At eighteen, love wasnโt enough to keep you together. At twenty-two, youโre given one last chance to find out if it still can be.
Your days had been looking different lately. Ever since graduating high school, there were no more late nights filled with homework and early mornings walking through the bright lights of your school hallways.
Summer was passing by slowly, which you didnโt mind as you were starting school back up in the fall to study nursing and you werenโt looking forward to those study sessions you heard so much about.
You only had wished it hurried up a little more as your boyfriend of one year was away at tech school for the Air Force and you missed him terribly. Youโd never forget the look on Sebastianโs face when he told you his plans of enlisting. No one had ever looked so broken but proud at the same time.ย
And later on this evening, he was flying back after graduation. He had been through basic training and was coming back after his security forces school. It had been a long three months since he had leftโfilled with lots of letters and the scarce phone call.
But he was coming back and thatโs all that mattered.
You paced your room over and over again, trying to pick out the perfect outfit to see him at the airport. What could possibly be cute enough to wrap up the last few months into a piece of clothing? You werenโt even sure something as such could exist.
You settled on a simple white dress you had worn to your own graduation and curled your hair. After swiping on a pink shade of gloss, you admired your work and kissed your parents goodbye as you headed off to the airport.
His car had been parked in your driveway after you dropped him off. Some nights youโd go out there and sit in the passenger seat and remember himโall the kisses you had shared over the console. It still smelled of him.ย
This time though, you sat in the driverโs seat as you prepared to pick him up. Every mile the car got closer, more nerves filled your belly. At one point you were sure youโd be sick from the butterflies swarming around at an alarming rate.
As you pulled into the lot, your heart was racing as your palms began sweating against the steering wheel.
About ten minutes from now, youโd be in his arms again and your body would feel anew.ย
The trip inside of the airport felt longer than it shouldโve, but the minutes dragged by as you waited outside his gate. Passengers started pouring out of the long terminal, one by one finding their families or leaving alone.
And then you saw a familiar head of tousled brown hair above the crowd. Even from far away, his freckles were still a stark contrast against his skin, illuminated even more after being under the Texas sun.
A breath hitched in your throat as your feet started running before your mind could decide what to do. Step by step, you weaved between the crowd of people heading into the airport until you saw him standing there with a duffel bag slung over his shoulder.
He was adorned in his service bluesโdeep blue trousers with the matching jacket. His silver name tag stood out against the navy color, with โSallowโ engraved across the metal.ย
You stopped for a moment to drink him in. He did the same as he stared you down, not taking his eyes off of you as he placed his bag on the tile floor.
He was too far away to hear but you watched as his mouth formed the words โbabyโ followed by a breathless smile.
You started running again without stopping this time, not until you were wrapped up in his arms. They surrounded you in the warmest embrace you had felt in a long time, the heat melting the ice wall you had built up ever since he left.
โSebastian,โ you cried into his shoulder.
โShh, I know, baby, itโs okay,โ he cooed into your hair. His hand held your waist tightly against him as the other combed through your hair, cradling your head against him. โIโm here now.โ
You shook against him as you sobbed, His hand continued rubbing slow circles against your hips as he held you, with no plans of letting you go.
Your knees gave out beneath you at the sheer intensity of it all and his arms held you as he followed you to the ground. When your legs hit the cool floor, he pulled away to look at you, up close for the first time in months.
His cheeks were strawberry pink and tear stained, his brown eyes glossed over with more tears threatening to escape. He pressed his forehead against yours as he breathed in the same air as you.ย
โGod, I missed you. Your scent,โ he said as his lips pressed against yours hastily. โYour lips.โ
You pulled him in for another kiss, deeper this time. It was hunger-filled and passionate. The two of you nearly forgot where you were for a moment until he chuckled against your lips.
โI got carried away,โ you giggled and sniffled back.
โItโs okay sweetheart, get carried away with me.โ
After a few more moments of kneeling with him on the ground, he helped get you back to your feet and walked you out of the airport with his hand woven around yours.ย
As you stepped into the muggy summer air, he pulled his hat from his pocket and sat it on his head. You knew it was protocolโto wear his hat only outdoorsโbut he looked too handsome for his own good. Kissing him silly didnโt seem like such a bad idea, no matter where you were.
But you held yourself back and leaned on your tiptoes to give him a quick peck on the cheeks.
โHey get back here,โ he called.
He chased you all the way back to your car until he finally caught up with you and lifted you off the ground.
โNo fair! Youโre all strong and muscular now,โ you squealed as he spun you around.
โNow? What about before?โ He teased.
But then he set you down against the door of his car and looked down at you while he tucked a rogue curl behind your ear.
โYou look so beautiful,โ he whispered.
All that worrying for nothing, of course he was Sebastian and you couldโve shown up in a brown potato sack and hear him say the same thing.
His lips were on yours again as you felt the cool metal behind your back, chilled from the shadows of the parking garage. His hand laced between the strands of your hair as he held you closely against his body as his lips moved on yours.
His lips felt so soft against your own, like two pillows moving against your mouth. He tasted sweet too, of cinnamon gum and cheap airplane coffee. His cologne filled your senses, moving through the quiet breeze of August. You were surrounded by him in every way possible and you felt so at peace.
He was finally home and so were you.
The drive was peaceful. He drove which gave you the perfect opportunity to stare at him the whole way back to your hometown. You hardly noticed as he pulled you into the parking lot of your favorite local restaurantโwhere you had your first date.
It served Italian and while it wasnโt nearly as good or fancy as places in the city, it was yours. He skipped over to your door and held it open in the slight drizzle, dropping darkening spots on his coat.ย
The smell of wet pavement filled the air as you stepped out into the evening, illuminated by already-glowing streetlights.ย
He held your hand the whole way to the front door and even as you were sat.
Neither of you needed menus as many times as you had frequented the place, but you still looked at him over the top of the laminated sheet making eyes at him.
โYou know you donโt need that, sweetheart, youโre just going to get the spaghetti,โ he quipped.
โYou never know, I might switch it up.โ
You didnโt, you never did.
Your waitress took your orders and walked away with the menus, leaving the two of you in your own little bubbleโtucked in a corner booth.
He looked at you like he had something to say, and he was eager to get it out.
โOkay, Sallow, spill.โ
โAm I that obvious?โ
โTerribly so,โ you laughed.
He laid a hand out on the wooden table, worn with years of use, and you met him in the middle.
His hands werenโt nearly as soft as they used to be either. Though it wasnโt years worth like the table between you, it felt like it. Callouses were driven into his palms from relentless work and they were dried from the heat.
โIโve been thinkingโโ
โOh no,โ you teased and you were met with his sweet laughter.
โI know, I know. But really sweetheart, I have. I know itโs quick, and I just got back, but I swear itโs not just because I was gone. Every day, I thought of you, you were what got me through it all, because I knew you were at home waiting for me. And I could never imagine a life where youโre not there on the other side of it all. I-I got my orders. Iโm headed to Germany in a week. And I want you to comeโฆ as my wife.โ
Your heart dropped. Your hearing went out. You loved him, of course you did. A life with him was all you could ever dream of, but you were barely eighteen, you barely lived. You felt the lump form in your throatโa rock you couldnโt swallow.
โSebastianโฆโ you breathed. Your voice was shaky along with your hand. โI-โ
โI know itโs a lot and itโs not ideal, but please baby, will you marry me? We can go to the courthouse tomorrow andโโ
โNo,โ you whispered as you pulled your hand away.
Sebastianโs face contorted in on itself. His chest heaved visibly under his button up.ย
โI-I canโt, Iโm so sorry.โ
You slid across the booth as the leather squeaked beneath you.
โWait!โ He called but you were already out the door.
The rain had started to come down harder when you were inside. It began soaking through your dress, dripping water onto the pavement beneath your feet. The door behind you opened with a creak. The rain above you stopped as Sebastian held his jacket over your head.
โDid I do something wrong?โ He asked. โPlease tell me and I-Iโll fix it I swear it.โ
โNo Sebastian, you didnโt. I justโโ
โDo you notโฆ do you not love me?โ He asked as his lip quivered.
โOf course, I do. More than anything.โ
โThen why?โ
โI-I donโt knowโฆโ
โBabyโฆ I asked you to marry me and you said no. I need more than that.โ
He was right. You knew he was.
โSebastian, we-weโre hardly eighteen. I-we havenโt even lived yet and Iโฆ I have plans for my life.โ
โWithout me in them?โ
โNo, Seb, itโs not like that and you know it.โ
โI-I donโt know what to think anymore.โ
โI love you, okay? So much it hurts. I ached without you these past few months, but I just canโt uproot my life and move across the ocean. I-I have school coming up, you know how bad I want that.โ
โI know,โ he replied. โBut what did you think would happen when I got back? That I would get to stay here?โ
โI donโt know, maybe? I didnโt know you would just up and leave me.โ
He scoffed. โLeave you? If you think thatโs what is happening then you must not know me very well. I donโt have a choice.โ
โYou did when you enlisted!โ You yelled over the rain, louder than you meant. โYou chose that life over me the day you signed your name.โ
โI thought it was our life. I thought I was doing what was best for youโbest for us!โ
โI would never ask you to do that. I donโt want you to leave, why donโt you get that?โ
He breathed out a sigh. โWell I have to. And bottom line is if you want to come with me, you have to come as my wife, okay? But if you say no, weโre done here.โ
โSebastianโฆ I-I canโt,โ you sobbed.
Tears on his face began running down, mixing with the rain. โSo thatโs it then? Weโre over just like that?โ
The way your heart ached you thought it might actually shatter into a thousand pieces. Your hand flew up and you held on tightly to try and hold it together. You could only respond with a small nod, not daring to say the words. Not daring to end everything you had built.
The last year flashed in your mind. From the moment he tugged on your braid in junior math and you turned around to see him grinning, to your first date where he picked you up in his old beater and kissed you on your parentsโ porch, to prom where you slow danced under a disco ball, to now: standing in the rain while your world crumbled.
He dropped the coat and pulled you in for a hug, holding you like you might disappear, because he will disappear for who knows how long. You shuddered against him as you choked out a sob. The one person in the world you wanted, the only one who could fix everything, was leaving and you wouldnโtโcouldnโtโgo with him.
โPromise me youโll still write me, yeah? I need to know youโre okay,โ he said, kissing the top of your wet head.
โI will, I promise I will. Youโre my best friend.โ
That broke something in him and he began shaking with a cry as he held you. You couldnโt bear to look up at him, so you just huddled against his chest as the rain continued to pour over you, taking everything you had with it.
The drive home was silent as you stared out the window, memories flashing by with each small building. You were soaked to the bone and shivering against his cool leather seats as he pulled in to your driveway.
This was it, the last time youโd see the love of your life. How does one even begin to cope with that feeling? You were numb down to your toes and had cried yourself dry. You turned to look at him one last time, pink nosed and red cheeked. His lips had swollen up from crying too hard, his eyelids were red-rimmed. The sight nearly broke your already torn heart.
โKiss me one last time?โ He asked, without looking at you, scared of what you might say.
โSebastianโฆโ
โI know, that was stupid of me,โ he sniffled and huffed out a laugh.
You leaned over and kissed him anyway, despite how stupid it may have beenโdespite how hard it wrecked you. It was quick, over before you wanted it to be. It only made you want to kiss him over and over again, but you couldnโt.
โIโm sorry,โ you said as you got out of his car, for the last time, and walked up the porch steps.
His car stayed in place until he knew you were safely inside, like always.
After you stepped inside your house, it still took a moment for his car to pull away. As you watched the red taillights become smaller and smaller, you hurt more and more. You sank to the ground inside your mud room and bawled until you woke your mom.
But you didnโt want her comfort, you wantedโneededโhis. How could the one person in the world you want be the one person you canโt have?
The next week went by in a blur. You barely spoke to him, except for a few friendly text messages here and there, but it was awkward and tense.
A month went by even slower. But then your first letter from him came, just as he promised.
He spoke of Germany and his job as a security officer, guarding the base day in and day out. He spoke of new foods he got to try and his roommates on base. He seemed happy and thatโs all you could ask for.
You had started school, so you told him about that. You told him about a boy in your class who was an even bigger pest than he was, which was saying a lot. You told him how you got a part time job at the library to fill your evenings when you didnโt have class.
Letters were sent back and forth for a while. But the ache never left you. Seeing his scrawly boyish handwriting every couple weeks was starting to get to you. Your wound was too fresh and couldnโt heal as he kept digging in it.
One day, after you received a letter from him, talking about the usual:his job and his friends, you cried yourself to sleep. Normally youโd write back to him right away, but this time took longer. You knew what you had to do, you just couldnโt do it.
Until a few days later, you sat at your desk and with a shaking hand, you put pen to paper.
Dear Sebastian,
Iโm sorry.
You crumbled it up and threw it in the trash. You did that several more times until you just let your heart take over.
Dear Sebastian,
I have tried writing this so many times, but no words I can come up with do the right thing. So I just have to come out and say it. Writing to you hurts too much. I miss you more than I ever thought possible and doing this keeps ripping me open. This is the last time I can write to you. Iโm sorry. I hope nothing but the best for you.
It sounded so formal, almost too formal for what you were. But if you delved in too much youโd say too much and it needed to be quickโlike ripping off a bandaid.
You folded it up and stuck it in an envelope, tasting the bitter glue as you licked the seal. A tear dropped on the paper, crumbling it on contact as you wrote his address on the back.
You never heard from Sebastian again.
Four years laterโฆ
It had been a long day in the labor and delivery unit. Your feet were sore from walking around the ward all day, but nothing was more rewarding. It was always a good day when you got to help deliver a baby, but two! That called for a celebration.
โSee you at The Beach?โ Your coworker asked.
โObviously,โ you replied.
A sex on the beach was calling your name like no other. Nothing could calm your nerves like a good drink.
You finished up charting before clocking out. Your ID badge jingled across your chest as you strolled down the bright white hall. You took a breath of relief as you walked out the double doors and to your car.
It was a short drive home as you had decided to work in your hometown, you actually lived only a few blocks away from your parents now in a place youโve made home.ย
You walked in and were greeted by your dog who had been waiting (not so) patiently for your arrival home. You gave him more food and water, pet his fluffy head, and headed towards your room.
Your scrubs were thrown off in haste and tossed into your ever-growing pile of laundry.
โWhat outfit says โI just had an awesome day at work, but I still need a drink after my shiftโ, Bud?โ
Your dog laid on the carpet with a hmph, knowing you were about to leave him again.
โI donโt know either, thatโs why I asked you.โ
You landed on a white dress, pantyhose, and a denim jacket.ย
โHow do I look?โ You asked aloud as you spun in front of your full-length mirror.
Your dog still gave you puppy dog eyes.
โI know, honey, Iโll be back.โ
You grabbed your small purse off the dinner table and headed out your back door.
The walk to The Beach wasnโt too far eitherโperks of living in a small town.
It used to be your favorite restaurant actually, but it had been years since you'd been there. It was recently bought out and turned into a vibrant bar. And Friday nights were karaoke night.ย
Loud, thumping music was shaking the floor as you stepped inside and found your friends at a table.
โAnd a sex on the beach for the lovely lady,โ one said, handing you the pink drink.
โOh, you shouldnโt have,โ you replied with a smirk.
A few drinks in and you and a couple girls felt bold enough to sign upโfor one song.
The DJ showed you his list.
โHow about โDonโt Stop Believinโโ,โ one suggested.
โBoring!โ The other chimed in.
โWe have to do a classic,โ you said. โI vote โSuper Trouperโ.โ
Your two friendsโ faces lit up instantly.
โWeโll be like Donna and the Dynamos,โ one beamed drunkenly.
โOkay hun,โ you laughed with a shaking head.
You got a three second countdown and you began singing the intro.
The crowd immediately went crazy, who doesnโt love ABBA?
You were dancing around on stage with your friends. The three of you had silently agreed youโd take the last verse and as you sang โโCause somewhere in the crowd thereโs youโ you dramatically scanned the crowd, that is, until your eyes landed on a familiar body in their military uniform ordering a drink at the bar.
You froze, unable to sing. He looked up and caught your eyes and you felt your chest cave in. Shakily you caught up with the lyrics, that seemed all too fitting. โThe sight of you will prove to me Iโm still alive.โ
You finished the rest of the song in a buzzed haze. You couldnโt get yourself to look towards the bar again, not when he of all people were standing there.
The song ended and you helped bring your friends back to your table. When you went to grab your cup, you realized it was nothing but ice.
โDamn,โ you muttered under your breath. โIโll be back.โ
It was like you could hear every footstep as you walked towards the bar. He was sitting on the furthest end of it, but with no people in between you, all you could do was hope he didnโt look up.
โIโll have a sex on the beach please,โ you asked the bartender.
โIs that really you?โ you heard that voice ask.
Sebastian Sallow turned to face you. He was wearing a tight fitting beige shirt tucked into his camo uniform pants. It looked like he had just gotten back into town that day. He looked older now, worn by years of military work, but God did he look good. His hair was more managed now than it had been before, but he was still clean shaven. He was still your Sebastian under it all.
โYeah, itโs me,โ you replied.
โPut whatever she got on my tab.โ
โYou donโt have to do that.โ
โYes I do! Sit sit,โ he said, eyeing the barstool next to him. Deep down, you knew your friends were too drunk to even notice your absence, and he did just buy you a drink, so you plopped down on the leather stool beside him.
He even smelled the same, like he still used the same cologne he had in high schoolโsandalwood. You had told him once that you loved the smellโฆ and you still did.
โSo how have you been?โ He asked.
โGood!,โ you replied as the bartender handed you your drink.
โAre you a nurse now?โ
โYeah, actually a labor and delivery nurse. I just got off my shift and came here with some work friends.โ You pointed to where your group was seated. They noticed and started waving and giving thumbs up. โSorry theyโre drunk.โ
Sebastian chuckled, deeper than he used to. โItโs okay.โ He threw back the amber liquid in his glassโbeer presumablyโand ordered another.
โDid you just get back? From Germany?โ
โYeah today. My uncle and sister picked me up from the airport. She was a mess,โ he laughed. โBut I needed a beer, doesnโt compare to the pubs there though.โ
โI bet not,โ you replied. โDid you notice this used to beโโ
โMarcoโs? Yeah, sad to see it gone.โ
โMe too, but this bar is nice. We needed one, I was tired of going to the next town over.โ
โBig drinker are you?โ He teased.
โBold of you to assume.โ
He laughed a full belly laugh now. You hated that you missed it.
The conversation began to flow nicely now as he made you laugh harder than you had in a long time.
You were still laughing at a joke he made when he cut through the noise. โSoโฆ are you single?โ He made eyes at you as he tipped back his beer.
Your laughter ceased. โWhat?โ
โI asked if you were single.โ
โBut why?โ
โBecuase thatโs how this works,โ he started. โWeโre having a nice time and I want to know if I can take you on a date.โ
โSebastianโฆโ
โIs that crazy?โ
โYes! Sebastian we canโt.โ
โWhy not? Are you not single?โ
โNo I am, itโs justโฆโ
โJust what?โ
You grabbed your purse and headed out of the bar. Sebastian quickly paid his tab and watched you as you walked out of the front door.
It had started to rain when you were inside. You were waiting by a lamp post when the rain suddenly stopped.
Sebastian was standing over you with his jacket hovered above your head.
โTell me why, please. And Iโll leave you alone.โ
โSebastianโฆโ you breathed. โI justโฆ Iโve moved on. We were kids! Young and stupid. But Iโve grown up. Youโve grown up. Weโre different people now.โ
โLet me get to know this you. The you that sings ABBA like her life depends on it, the girl who orders a sex on the beach like its water. I want to know that girl.โ
You looked at him then, water dripping down his face.
โWhat if sheโs not what she seems?โ
โIโm sure she wonโt be. We all have secrets, I did things Iโm not proud of too.โ
You breathed in deeply. โI still canโt.โ
โBut tell me why!โ
You hesitated a moment before blurting out, โyou left me!โ
โI left you? You still think thatโs what happened? After all these yearsโฆโ
โYou did! I was here and you were gone! I watched your taillights disappear and you never came back!โ
โI couldnโt come back! You think after you told me you couldnโt marry me, I wanted to leave? There was nothing more I wanted than to quit and stay here with you. But you know it doesnโt work like that! And when youโฆโ His lip began to shake. โAnd when you told me that we couldnโt talk anymore, that-that killed me. Your letter wrecked me.โ
โYou didnโt even fight for me!โ You yelled.
โFight for you? You all but told me to piss off and you wanted me to fight for you?โ
โYes!โ You cried. โYou donโt know how it feels!โ
โI donโt know how it feels? You think I donโt know? I was alone for four years! Four miserable years that I wanted nothing more than to spend with you. And I come back here and can still only think of you, so much so I knew I could only find relief in a drink. And this town only has one damn bar! You think pulling in here I didnโt think of you? The last time I was here?โ
You thought of the last time too, every time you found yourself walking in that entrance.
โYou think I donโt know how it is when I see the only girl I have ever loved up on stage having the time of her life while Iโm still stuck in the past? No, you donโt know how it feels.โ
โSebastian, I-Iโm sorry.โ
โI justโฆ I just missed you and thought thatโฆโ
โYou know it hasnโt been easy on me eitherโฆโ
โIt sure as hell seems like it.โ
โHow dare you!? You really think I didnโt want to go with you? And then have to tell you we canโt talk anymore? Sebastian, I wanted to marry you, so badly. But I couldnโt! I had other dreams too, important ones.โ
โMore important than me?โ
โYes!โ It came out before you could stop it. โI meanโฆ not in the way youโre making it out to be. But yes Sebastian you werenโt my only dream, I wanted the life Iโm living so badly. I didnโt want to leave here.โ
โNot even for me? For us?โ
Tears started stinging your eyes. โItโs more complicated than that.โ
โI would have given up everything for you!โ
โBut I would never ask you to do that! I love you too much!โ
He stepped back an inch. โYou still love me?โ He breathed.
โFuck!โ You spat. โOf course I do. I could never stop loving you no matter how hard I tried. Youโre under my skin Sebastian, in all the ways a person can be. I could never scrub you out.โ
โThen why did you get so mad at me before? All I did was ask if you were single.โ
โIโm scared! Okay? Is that what you want to hear? God I canโt do this! Weโre already fighting!โ You turned to leave, letting the rain soak you.
โIโm not losing you again, especially here. I canโt stand watching you walk away from me. I will love you until my dying breath, and thereโs nothing you can do about that okay? You canโt fight your way out of that one.โ
You moved to face him again. His jacket was at his side, dripping water. His shirt clung to his toned body and he was breathing heavy, waiting for your response. He looked so beautiful under the warm streetlight, glowing down on him like the sun.
You cried as your shoulders shook with laughter. โGod, weโre a mess.โ
He began crying, laughter mixed in too, swiping his hand through his sopping hair.
And then you ran right towards him. Every step pattered with rain. You leapt into his arms and he caught you in a spin. The last four years exploded as your lips caught his in a kiss.ย
Your mouth moved like a puzzle locking into place against his mouth, like it knew exactly where to go on his lips. His hand trailed into your wet hair and held you against his face as he kissed you back.
โYou look as beautiful as the day I left,โ he cooed as tears mixed with rain.
You felt your cheeks burn crimson at the compliment as you leaned down to kiss him again.
After a few more moments, he broke the spell. โLet me get you home. Please.โ
He set your feet back down on the sidewalk and walked you to his car, all too familiar even in the night.
โYou still have it!โ You said, referring to his beat up car.
โSweetheart, Iโve been in Germany for four years, of course I still have it.โ
โI just canโt believe it still runs!โ
โWeโre not that old,โ he teased, opening up your car door.
It looked the same on the inside, all leather plush with a black tree freshener dangling from the mirror.ย
You gave him directions back to your new place.
He stepped out again even in the down pour and opened your door back up, walking you to your front door like teenagers after a first date.
โMaybe Iโll call you?โ He asked. โIs your number the same?โ
โWhy donโtโฆ why donโt you come in?โ
โAre you sure?โ He asked, as if he wasnโt dying to come inside.
โYeah, Seb.โ You smiled.
You unlocked your front door with a jiggle of your keys and your dog ran to the door. He was attacking you with licks and wagging his tail when he noticed the stranger behind you.
โWhoโs this little guy?โ Sebastian asked, leaning a hand down to ruffle his head.โ
โThis is Buddy, heโs my baby,โ you replied.
You walked Sebastian further in to your couch.
โUm, you can sit here while I go change. Do you want a towel or something?โ
โYeah, that would be perfect.โ
You exited the room and headed towards your bedroom, padding down the carpeted hallway. You towel dried your hair and changed into pajamas when the nerves started setting in.ย
Sebastian was out there sitting on your couch and you could hardly believe it.
You walked back out with a towel in hand to give to him. Your fingers brushed and it sent electricity shooting down your arm. As you sat next to him on the couch, you watched in a daze as he dried off his hair.
โNow you look a mess,โ you laughed.
โSpeak for yourself,โ he quipped.
You got comfortable next to him, pulling your knees underneath yourself to huddle into a ball.
โSo, how was Germany?โ
โI hate to say it but it was amazing. Itโs beautiful. Oh and the foodโฆ itโs to die for. I ate schnitzel almost every day for a week when I first arrived. โฆYou wouldโve loved it.โ
โIt sounds amazing, I-Iโm sure I wouldโveโฆโ you trailed off. โButโโ
โI know,โ he interrupted. โI know. Your house is nice, and you have a dog!โ
โI do! Heโs two.โ
As if on cue, Buddy jumped onto your lap and started kissing all over your face. You were a giggling mess when Sebastian spoke up again.
โSweetheart?โ
You looked up at him now. Heโd called you that several times by now and each time it broke you more than the last. You moved your dog back to the floor who went off to his bed in the corner. โYeah?โ
โI meant what I said earlier. You look so beautiful, exactly as I remember you.โ
โThank you,โ you blushed. โYou look the same too.โ
โIs that a good thing?โ
โVery much.โ
You moved closer now, almost touching your knee to his. His arm was on the back of the couch and it nearly brushed your shoulder.โ
โDid you mean what you said? That you still love me?โ
He was illuminated by your lamp in your living room, the warm glow accentuating his freckles. He looked younger almost. It was like you had been taken back four years.
โY-yes,โ you admitted. โI do, but things are still, things are still complicated you know?โ
โThey donโt have to be. I-Iโm not leaving again. Iโฆ I decided to join the reserves instead. Thereโs people here I couldnโt stand being away from again.โ
โThat doesnโt mean things can just go back to how they were before. Weโre different people now.โ
โYou kissed me out there, in the rain. And you expect me to sit here on your couch, seeing how beautiful you look completely unraveled, and expect me not to want to kiss you again?โ
โIโโ
โI wonโt, you know I wonโt unless you want me to. But God I want to kiss you silly,โ he whispered as he moved his hand from the couch to your cheek.
You did too, deep down you knew you did. He looked too pretty not to kiss until his lips were swollen. You nuzzled against his warm hand and turned to press a light kiss to his palm.
He visibly swallowed and took in a deep breath at your touch. And then you felt your body gravitating to his like a magnet pull. Nothing could stop you as you leaned in to him.ย
โOh sweetheart,โ he murmured right before your lips crash landed on his.
It was a soft kiss at first, unlike the one you shared under the lamp post. It was shy and gentle like you were reexploring each otherโas if youโd ever forget what he tasted like.
During the kiss, his other hand fell to your waist, drawing small circles under the hem of your shirt with his thumb.ย
You let him pull you onto his lap where you straddled your legs on each side of his hips, digging into your couch as you pressed against his chest with your own.
The kiss turned heavier then, he licked across your bottom lip, begging for entrance and you granted it. No one could kiss you like he does, no one could even come close.
He groaned into your mouth before pulling away and resting his forehead against yours. โI missed you so much. Every night I thought of you, I swear it.โ
โKiss me again,โ you pleaded.
It took him all but a second to reconnect his lips to yours. It was deeper, hungrier. His hand slid from your cheek and into your hair, intertwining right at the damp roots. His breath caught in his throat at the contact, the passionateness of your kiss.
โIf we donโt stop now, I donโt think Iโll be able to hold myself back from you,โ he heaved into your mouth.
โDonโt stop,โ you replied and kissed him again.
His lips trailed down your mouth to your jawline, where he left hot, open-mouthed kisses along your skin. He continued trailing down until his lips were pressed against the sensitive spot below your earโthe spot he knew you loved best.
He nipped at it until you lurched on his lap and then he soothed the area with his tongue. He did it over and over again until you were melting like putty in his hands.ย
And then he kissed you once more and in one fell swoop, he gathered you up and lifted you off the couch, not removing his lips from yours for a second, as he carried you down the hall into your bedroom.
You ran into the wall a couple of times from the messiness of your kiss, keeping him off balance as he tried to remove his boots at the same time. There was a trail of clothing like a map leading from the living room down the hall.
Your shirt had been discarded in the chaos and once he laid you on your bed, he took you in. His eyes darkened with lust at the sight of youโbra and pajama shorts with messy hair.ย
He lifted his shirt off of him, throwing it to the ground before crawling over top of you. He was toned. Where a boy had once stood, was now a man, and the sight made you gulp.
His dog tags tickled your skin as he made out with your chest. His hand massaged your breast over your padded bra, your nipples already sensitive against the cloth. He pulled it down and gasped quietly at the sight.ย
His mouth was around your nipples in the next moment, sucking and nibbling at your sensitive bud until you arched into his touch. He used his other hand to twist and pinch your other nub until it hardened beneath his fingertips.
โFuck,โ you cried.
You reached down and could feel his erection pressing against his camo pants, urging to be released. His hand laid over top of yours and held it there as he continued sucking your breast into his wet mouth.
That is, until you squeezed your hand around his clothed cock once and he shuddered, resting his head against your chest to take a breath.
โBaby,โ he murmured against your skin.
You did it again, but this time you moved your hand along his shaft. He groaned and huffed a laugh.
The sound of his belt unbuckling filled the air. He stood up and pulled down his boxers and pants all at once.
His cock was rock hard against his thigh as he stood there watching you watch him. It made your core ache.ย
โIs this what you wanted?โ He asked as he got back onto the bed.ย
You nodded your head against your duvet. โY-yes. Please.โ
Your hand was around his cock then, warm and hard to the touch. You could feel as the blood pulsed to his tip, making his veins convulse. Your hand started to move up and down on his length making him moan under his breath.
Your hand was left bare in the next moment as he scooted himself against your headboard. โCome here baby,โ he cooed.ย
You followed his instructions and sat with your back against his chest and his cock was pressed roughly against your bare back. He slid your panties and shorts down at the same time and pooled them on the edge of your bed.
The coolness in the air brushed lightly against your heat, causing you to shiver. Sebastian brought a hand around from behind you and traced down your belly until he was right where you wanted himโwhere you needed him.
โFour years sweetheart. Four years I dreamt of his moment and youโre not leaving this bed until youโre screaming my name. I need to hear it,โ he purred directly into your ear. It sent a chill down your spine.
His middle finger started tracing your clitโteasingly slow at first. He started to build up more pressure as he toyed with your sensitive bud. His other hand came around you and held gently onto your neck, not choking you but holding you there. You lulled your head back against his shoulder as he built up speed.
โSebastianโฆโ you moaned against his jaw.
โThatโs a start,โ he replied.
He inserted his finger into you and it ached around his skin. After a few pumps to ease you into it, he put in his ring finger alongside his middle. It stretched you out as he pushed inside of you until he was knuckles deep.
He curled his fingers inside of you and pumped in and out, setting a delicious pace while hitting your sensitive spot over and over again. You arched your back against his chest as you felt your core race towards a high.
โThatโs it baby, I can feel you squeezing my fingers. Youโre gonna come for me, arenโt you?โ
He used his arm to hold you still against him as he fingered you relentlessly. You tried squirming from the feeling but his hold on you was too tight.ย
You moaned out again, nothing coherent as he picked up his pace.
You were a writhing mess, rubbing skin against skin as he held you as close to him as he could. Already you could feel the winding up in your belly.
โAre you gonna come for me?โ
You nodded your head against his shoulder.
โ I wanna hear you,โ he replied.
โI-Iโm gonna come.โ
โOh yeah? I want you to come all over my fingers. Make me a mess.โ
His hand on your throat moved slightly as he began trailing his thumb along your bottom lip, playing with the soft pink skin.
The coil wound too tight and you couldnโt handle it anymore. You released with a loud trembling whimper, filling the quiet room around you. Sebastian watched in awe as you came around his digits as he continued pumping in and out of you, draining you until you slouched against him.
Your eyes landed on his as he reached his fingers up to his mouth and swirled them in his mouth before releasing them with a quiet pop.
A groan was laced with his voice as he said, โyou taste even better than I remember.โ
Your hands were on his cheeks in an instant and pulling him towards your face and in a hasty scramble. He tasted of your own sweet arousal mixed with the hoppy lager he had drank at the bar.ย
Keeping your lips on his, you carefully turned around and straddled his lap again, only this time there were no clothes to keep you separated. His cock sprang up and hit your bottom side as you continued kissing him.
Slowly, you started grinding your hips, letting your slit leak all over his cock.ย
โDonโt tease me, please,โ he begged.
You looked at the way his eyes pleaded with you. His face was washed in blue moonlight beaming in from an opening in your curtains. It cut right across his nose and shone solely on one eye, making the honey in his iris glow.
Your lips brushed along his and you cheekily smiled as you reached down and lined his erection up with your entrance. You sat down gradually, seeing the way his eyes rolled to the back of his head as you became completely seated.
You were breathing into each othersโ opened mouths for a few moments to allow each other time to adjust. The headboard was cool against your fingers as you moved one hand back to hold yourself steady. Your hips started to rock back and forth across his lap.
Every back thrust had him hitting your spot sending shockwaves radiating to your core. You felt his calloused hands set themselves on each side of your hips as a gentle guide. He held you sweetly and looked up at you as you grinded on him.
โThatโs it baby, just like that,โ he breathed. โUse me.โ
The room was filled with the sound of skin sliding across skin and heavy breaths, mixed with the soft sounds of the crickets chirping outside.
You gained more confidence and increased your speed. His hands wrapped around your back to keep up with the new pace.
โS-Sebastian, fuck you feel so good,โ you whined.
โYeah baby?โ
You nodded your head against his lips.
The next thing you felt was being lifted up as Sebastian turned your bodies around so he was hovering over top of you.
He took your legs and hooked his arms under your knees and began pounding into you, at a whole new depth.
You were a moaning mess and you tried to grab a hold of somethingโanything. They both clung to the pillows on either side of your head and you gave the delicate material a death grip.ย
โHowโs that?โ He asked as he rammed into you.
โGood, so fucking good.โ
Every thrust had his pelvic bone hitting your clit and alongside with how deep he was hitting you, you were speeding towards another orgasm.ย
The euphoric feeling made your toes curl and your fingers tighten even harder around your pillows.ย
โYouโre so tight, itโs like you were made for me,โ he murmured.ย
Your hands released the pillows and found their way to his shoulders where you pulled him even closer down to you. As he drilled into you, your nails created moon-shaped divots in his back.
โThatโs it sweetheart, mark me.โ
His thrusts were starting to become erratic, so you knew he was getting close. And the way you were pulsing around him, you were about to fall apart at the seams.
โSebastian, Iโm so close!โ
โSay my name again, louder,โ groaned.
โSebastian!โย
You felt your body vibrate around him, sending ripples down your skin. It was electrifying, making your fingers and toes go numb. You closed your eyes and saw stars like fireworks going off behind your lids.
Sebastian grunted and stilled inside of you as he released himself all over your inner walls, painting everything white.ย
As he started to pull out you stopped him.ย
โWhatโs the matter?โ He turned his head to glance down at you.
โWhat if you justโฆ what if you just stayed inside?โ You asked shyly.
He smirked and breathed out a small chuckle. โAnything for you my love.โ
He laid beside you, spooning you from behind with his cock still buried deep inside of you. You missed his warmth and you werenโt about to let him go that easily.
He pressed light kisses across your bare shoulder blades. โI never thought Iโd have this again,โ he sighed. โNow Iโm never letting you go.โ
You settled in against his chest and let sleep find you peacefully, for the first time in a long time.
Life has been heavy lately with grief and healing, so I wrote a poem to help. Before I share this poem, I wanted to give you an important reminder if you needed one.
You are loved. You are enough. Life is beautiful, but unfair. It's okay to not be okay. It's okay to seek help.
TW: trauma, mental health, thoughts of suicide
Broken by MoonlitMuggle ๐๐
Broken.
A six letter word I know all too well.
Something I became after living through hell.
A feeling that was my only childhood friend.
A feeling that made me wish my life would just end.
Take away four letters to make it ok.
Something I was forced to be to get through the pain.
"Everything will be ok," they say.
"I'm ok," I would just tell them.
But I constantly hide behind walls from cataclysm.
I'm broken but I'm ok, living on survival mode.
I hold it all in until I break and I explode.
I'm a flower with no petals; I have yet to bloom.
For I cannot grow in a constant state of gloom.
The sunlight hasn't found me, even through the biggest cracks.
I'm drowning in sorrow from my own mind's attacks.
Healing isn't linear, but the grief is always consistent.
Chapters: 2/?
Fandom: Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Newt Scamander & Original Character(s), Newt Scamander/Original Female Character(s), Original Character - Relationship, Original Female Character - Relationship, Leta Lestrange & Newt Scamander, Newt Scamander & Theseus Scamander, Newt Scamander & Newt Scamander's Magical Beasts, Albus Dumbledore & Newt Scamander
Characters: Newt Scamander, Newt Scamander's Magical Beasts, Autumn Greenwood, Albus Dumbledore, Theseus Scamander, Leta Lestrange
Additional Tags: Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Friends to Lovers, Angst, Fluff and Smut, Romantic Fluff, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Book: Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, Mutual Pining, Angst with a Happy Ending, Soulmates
Summary:
Two magizoologists who share a deep love for magical creatures are brought together after a brief, chaotic encounter.
Newt Scamander and Autumn Greenwood must work together to investigate growing disturbances that are impacting the lives of magical creatures throughout the wizarding world. As the mysteries deepen, so does the danger, forcing them to face difficult choices and unexpected challenges.
In a world where creatures are no longer safe, Newt and Autumn begin to realize they are not just fighting to restore balance, but to create a sanctuary for every misunderstood, beating heart that has nowhere else to belong...
Thank you for all your love and support for this past year since I joined the fandom last year!! All the likes and kind comments for my works, all the friendship that was built from that, I truly truly am grateful from the bottom of my heart!
So!!! As a thank you for hitting 500 followers, I will be holding an open raffle for followers only.
โ What Iโm gonna do:
I will draw a full SFW illustration of the lucky winnerโs OC, full rendered, complete with detailed background.
โ How to participate:
You only need to comment with AN OC of your choice. Doesnโt have to be HP/HL, could be any fandom.
โ How I will choose the winner:
I will put all the names into a random selector wheel and have some people as a witness that I am doing it 100% random, and first select 6 people. I will then announce the results and do the second random pick for the final winner.
Note that this is completely random, so no hard feelings to those who arenโt picked.
โ Deadline for the entry:
May 2nd 12AM JST
Any entries after the deadline wonโt be counted.
If you have any questions, feel free to ask in the commets or DMs.
Looking forward to all your beautiful OCs!!!โค๏ธโ๐ฅโค๏ธโ๐ฅโค๏ธโ๐ฅโค๏ธโ๐ฅโค๏ธโ๐ฅ
I made hard work building my Tumblr feed brick by brick and it now consists of Dr. Jack Abbot fanfics back to back to back. (I am not complaining whatsoever.)
I hate that I have to be that person on release day, but if I see you all passing around the Shawn Hatosy โYes, Chefโ audio like a Google Drive heirloom, I am going to personally call Shawn Hatosy to snitch on youโฆ
Quinn is a small, woman-owned platform built to pay writers and voice actors. Quinn is a team of 11 people! This is not like Netflix where pirating it is sticking it to a corporation. It is directly cutting the people who made it out of getting paid. It also violates their terms and can get content taken down, which ruins it for everyone.
Also, these audios are intimate. Voice actors are performing vulnerability and desire for an audience that is choosing to be there. Theyโre mature, interested, and engaged. Leaking that outside of that space is invasive. Do not leak it. Do not be a creep.
If it is good enough to be foaming at the mouth over within hours, it is good enough to pay a few dollars for. Do not be strange about art you claim to love.
