"can you give me a massage?" "“No, because you moan really loud and our neighbours think we’re having sex.” with Sebastian
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51. Can you give me a massage? – No, because you moan really loud and our neighbors think we’re having sex.
Sebastian groaned walking into his girlfriend’s house, taking a deep breath in of the smell of cinnamon in the air. He loved it. It might as well be his place too with how much he’s been staying over and all of the things of his that are scattered around the cozy apartment – from his clothes in drawers, shampoo and aftershave in the bathroom, to some of his fave snacks in the pantry –
He always liked your apartment a lot more than his house, always felt it was too big for just him, while your place was perfect for the both of you and your cat, allowing you to be closer all the time without excuses and he would argue that your taste in decor was great. He just loved being at your place in general. He took the small steps up to where the open floorpan opened and it became your bedroom, letting his tired body crash face first on the side of the bed he’s claimed, discarding his shoes, belt and shirt and anything tight or uncomfortable. Piper, the cat, comes purring down the hall until it sits by his outstretched arm that lays limb over the edge of the bed.“Hey pipes” He says with half shut eyes, face half pressed into the mattress so his voice is muffled and he pets the fluffy cat softly with his index finger. He can feel himself starting to fall asleep, his body tense and mind stressed with work.
Today had been incredibly productive, he was up and running by three am, and thankfully his recordings for the day ended at five pm. It wasn’t common for him to have an early crew call and also finish before the sun was gone, so when he saw the call sheet and the time, he thanked heavens he could go back home and catch some well deserved sleep. Drove himself from set straight to your house and welcomed himself in with his own set of keys.
That’s where you found him, sprawled out on the bed with Piper nibbling softly on his hand. The sound of keys and the door opening snapped him back to reality, not that he had fallen asleep fully by the time you arrived, the smallest of movements could have woken him up. “Hey babe” he said, voice obstructed by the pillow he’s practically drowning in. You throw a smile his way, knowing that he can see it but just feeling warm and homey at the sight of him there when your work day is over. It’s always nice to come home to him. “Hey Sebby, long day?” all he did was hum from his spot on the mattress as you put away your things and stripped down to a more comfortable state, mimicking his, Piper tangles himself between your legs, greeting you and you pet and pinch him adorably. Cautiously stepping away from the cat’s limbs you go and lay down next to him, head resting on your palm that’s anchored by your elbow on the pillow next to his. Sebastian turns his head to look at you, only lifting it enough so that you can see his whole face and his puckered up lips, asking for a welcome kiss. You roll your eyes but dip down and kiss him anyways. His smile grows when you pull apart.
“‘m so tired” he moans, sighing and moving around so he can pull your body close to his. He still lays face down, just using one arm to get you closer, and the position makes you cuddle up to his side and back, one of your legs coming on top of his, almost as if you’re halfway climbing on top of his back. “Can you give me a massage?” he puts somewhat of a baby voice and whines. You can tell under your hand that his muscles are taut and tight, the stress and fatigue piling up, causing him to be this tense. You giggle at his voice and request. “No, because you moan really loud and our neighbors think we’re having sex” Sebastian lets out a fake gasp of offense that’s half eaten by a chuckle.“What? Liar”“You’re not the one getting the complaints” Seb flips his body around, now facing up and cuddling you to his chest. He presses kisses along your jaw and neck as you giggle because of the ticklish sensation of his light beard on your skin. “You’re just too good with those hands babe” he lets out a long loud moan after it, eyelids snapped shut and face contorted into the same he makes when he orgasms. You gasp in shock and lightly smack his arm.“Sebastian!” He laughs loudly at your reaction, the red in your cheeks and incredulous look you carry are hilarious to him. “You’re so not getting that massage now”“Aw come on baby, I’ll be a quiet good boy” he winks and you know there’s no way of getting out of his charm, it’s like a spell. He’s gonna win this. You make him flip around and climb on top of him, rubbing his tight muscles and kneading the tense skin. He bites his lip as you work on his back. “Ooohh, god yes”“You said you’d be quiet”“Again, it’s those magic fingers, babe, ohhh fuck, yes Y/N” you roll your eyes and continue giving him a short massage thinking of how Mrs. Thomas from next door is going to call the cops on you one of this days. “You’re lucky I love you”“fuck, I love you too, ugh, yes, harder” he’s exaggerating now and you both laugh when you pinch his side making him squirm.“Shut up Sebastian!”
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