#alpha sebastian

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https://pin.it/5QGTig84A (*picture of a young Sebastian with something under his shirt that makes him look pregnant*)

What is this? And why hadn’t I seen this before? Sebby looks so young. Alpha Chris would hover over his sweet omega, making sure that he’s always feeling good and happy. The cuddling would be so cute, the couple snuggling on the couch with Chris hands softly rubbing on the growing bump. Ugh I need more omegaverse and more evanstan, Sir, preferably combined.

[Link] to a Pinterest image that I think is ai, if not than just augmented because--

--those are the originals.

Which, yes! Very young! He's such a scruffy, haphazard twink in those photos. I mean, god, that fucking jawline and slutty [affectionate] deep v and chunky ring and the hazy clouds of smoke around him. This radiates early 20s, messy, slutty era and I fucking love it.

That aside, without the ai, we can definitely imagine more omegaverse and evanstan combined! It's a niche that should be wider.

Chris certainly gives off doting alpha behavior and Seb is such a sweetheart, too. He'd be a very, very purr-y omega, happiest when he's cuddled up to Chris, warm and sleepy.

I started off this blog with some of that, so even though I'm not currently doing requests right now, I do have things you can read!

Omegaverse Pregnancy

Omegaverse Long-Distance Pregnancy

Omega Sebastian

Omega Chris, Alpha Sebastian

Omega Sebastian HCs

Omegaverse College AU 1

Omegaverse College AU 2

Omegaverse College AU 3

Omega Seb Being Obsessed w/ Chris' Knot

Also, on AO3, I have "Heating Up"

Also, also, this filtered search might be helpful on AO3, looking for alpha/beta/omega dynamics and the Chris Evans/Sebastian Stan pairings

I hope you enjoy! (And I hope not all of that is repeat reads for you, lol)

[apocalypticromantic666]

Sweet Flesh: Chapter 4

"Sweet Omega, is this your first heat with someone?" He asks with a knowing smile, but without an ounce of judgement as he sits upon the edge of the bed with me and then sheds his shirt.

I can only manage a nod- for once in my life, words fail me as I drink in his mouth-watering physique.

'Strong, powerful Alpha.' Sebastian is marvelously sculpted, like a marble statue- he would be a muse for anyone artistically inclined. If I were a painter, I would be most captivated by the shadows carving out the dips and valleys of his abdomen, and the way his raven hair frames that intense gaze which almost seems to glow with an inner fire, like embers. I do not think I have seen anyone as beautiful as he, and... and he wants me.

God, I'm sweating now, flushed and wet as my body responds to his pheromones so rapidly it is almost frightening. My mind muddles as Sebastian's scent fills the room like thick, dark smoke.

Sebastian unwinds his coat from my body, and lays it behind me.

"No one has helped you through it? How did you handle them beforehand?" The Ancient asks, stroking my cheek with his thumb, and my hands and knees seem to move of their own accord, making me crawl towards him.

"A- a jade phallus," I admit with such little hesitation that my pride hisses through the cloud of lust, but I'm so ready to let him pound me senseless that I am beyond caring. "But it was cold, hard, not enough. Never enough."

Sebastian reaches out to undress me. How he manages to maintain his self control as he takes his time to pluck open my double breasted jacket, I'll never understand. My gaze is fixated upon the sinuous ripple of muscle in his arms as he then unbuttons my shirt, and slides the articles off of me. He makes even shorter work of my trousers, and his gaze is dark as he pulls them down my hips. Suddenly I am self-conscious of the mess of slick between my thighs, so I shyly hide myself.

"Little one," The Alpha gently guides my hands away. "You need not hide from me."

Pulling me into his lap, he holds me close against the solid wall of his body.

"You poor thing. How miserable you must have been." He coos, petting my hair, and my hands clutch his shoulders and I lean into his neck, seeking his scent at the source. "No one to hold you, to tell you how pretty and perfect you are..."

His praise is a morphine drip, feeding ecstasy into my veins.

"Sebastian..." I pant, and when I press my tongue into his scent gland, his taste floods over my palate. My eyes roll back into my head.

Autumn and spiced tea, cinnamon and the darkest of chocolates serenades my palate. I want to taste this, taste him for the rest of my life.

Sebastian's breath spills from his lungs in a sharp exhale, and he then reaches beneath me, unfastening his belt and trousers.

"You have never been knotted?" His voice is low, rich with desire. He knows the answer, but I think he needs to hear that I will be his and his alone.

"N-no." I gasp when I feel his shaft bump up against me as he pulls himself free. "Never."

My lungs seize and I cry out when he grinds the blunt head of his cock into the wet mess between my thighs, slicking himself in preparation. His fingers card through my hair before he lightly grips the back of my scalp to brush the side of his neck over mine, gathering my scent and sharing his own.

'He's marking me.' I realize, and my blood sings.

'Alpha's. No other shall touch what is his.'

The Ancient's lips seek out mine once more, his tongue sensuously gliding over my own.

"You are mine, Ciel. Forever hereafter, my Lord."

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You can read the rest here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34084366/chapters/87764413

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I haven’t teased in ages. So lemme tease the upcoming Heronlightstar ABOverse Circle AU, where Shadowhunters have alpha/beta/omega dynamics and wings and thus, due to the flock-bond, the Lightwoods never left the Circle - The Morgenstern Heir. Valentine raised Sebastian and Clary as his heirs. And Sebastian and Alec are happily mated. Well. They’re also mated to Jace, but... to protect Jace from being whored out to the Circle by Valentine. Which, of course, is a problem because damn are Alec and Sebastian gone on Jace.

“Se—eb”, groaned Alec, hooking one leg around Sebastian's waist.

The alpha gladly sneaked a hand down to grasp Alec's thigh, just beneath the swell of his ass, squeezing. Alec bucked back into his mate's touch until Sebastian slipped his hand up to properly cup Alec's ass and squeeze. Blunt nails dug into Sebastian's upper arms as Alec pulled him into a hungry kiss. Sebastian's free hand found its way beneath Alec's shirt, tracing his six-pack all the way up until he caught a nipple to roll it teasingly until his pretty beta moaned and arched his back.

“So responsive today, Alexander”, growled Sebastian darkly.

“Like you're any less horny”, countered Alec, eyes dark.

“...You guys... can shower, if you want.”

They both turned slightly to look at Jace, flushed and wide-eyed as he stared at them awkwardly. He was only wearing sweatpants and the hoodie he had stolen on his very first day of living with Alec and Sebastian. It was nice and oversized and comfy, so Jace refused to give it back. He didn't own comfy, soft things, because Valentine had provided him with all his clothes and Valentine didn't want to risk for the soft things to corrupt Jace, to strengthen his inner omega. Now that he was an omega, he didn't give a damn anymore. Not to mention; Valentine wasn't the boss of him anymore. Well, he still was because he was the flock's Alpha, but now there were Alec and Sebastian between Jace and Valentine. And as Jace's mates, they were responsible for him.

“Like what you see, little one?”, teased Sebastian with a smirk, staring at Jace's tented pants.

Jace glared rather viciously before flopping down on the bed, facing away from them. Not that it helped the situation any that Sebastian and Alec now had Jace's ass facing them. Alec tightened his grip on Sebastian, tugging the alpha along into the bedroom. Only barely did Sebastian remember to put up a silencing rune before they shed their clothes and he crowded his beta in against the shower wall. Alec shuddered as he faced the wall, forearms resting against it. A light smack on his ass prompted him to spread his legs some to give his mate better access. Sebastian rewarded him with a gentle kiss against his mate-rune. With the warm water raining down on them from the showerhead, Sebastian carefully slipped a finger into his lover, gently easing his way into Alec. Kisses were trailed along Alec's shoulders as Sebastian prepared him thoroughly, a second and third finger joining in and spreading Alec, easing his muscles loose and pushing deeper and deeper until they reached Alec's prostate. The touch send sparks down Alec's back, tearing a needy moan from Alec.

“Ah, there's the spot”, purred Sebastian delighted, nudging the bundle of nerves again. “The spot that makes my beautiful beta make the prettiest sounds. I like how... soft they make you sound.”

“Just shut up and fuck me, Seb”, growled Alec irritated, cheeks red.

“Your wish...”, drawled Sebastian, biting Alec's neck teasingly. “Shall be my command.”

He grasped Alec's waist, fingers digging deep as he pushed into his lover, slowly spreading Alec on his dick. A hoarse moan was all Alec managed, fists balled as he waited for Sebastian to bottom out. Sebastian pressed his lips against the back of Alec's neck as he waited for his beta to adjust to the fullness. Part of his traitorous mind couldn't help but wonder...

“What might be the difference between fucking a beta and an omega?”, mused Sebastian thoughtfully. “Wetter, I believe. Though, not that I'm particularly interested in the general... More so a very particular honey and strawberry scented one. The way you made him pant earlier during training, I'm sure you could make him pant even more in bed...”

“Se—eb”, groaned Alec, pushing back against Sebastian. “Stop teasing.”

“Oh, I'm entirely serious”, growled Sebastian lowly as he started fucking into Alec with sharp jerks of his hips. “The way you had him pinned beneath you earlier, I'd love to see that without clothes. I'd love to hear you make him pant and breathless.”

Alec moaned and threw his head back at that, eyes closed. The idea of pinning Jace beneath him, fucking him... A strangled gasp tore from his throat as he started jerking himself off harshly to the thought. An image forced itself onto his mind. Fucking Jace beneath him while having Sebastian behind him, whispering filth as the alpha fucked into him. The thought alone made Alec come hard, painting the tiles white. He leaned forward bonelessly, resting his forehead against the tiles as Sebastian continued fucking him through his orgasm.

“And once you're through with him...”, drawled Sebastian wickedly. “I'd take my turn. We'd fuck the pretty little omega into the mattress until he's too blissed out to mouth off.”

“...I don't think even combined, we'd be able to achieve that”, snorted Alec amused.

“You're probably right, but I'd like to try anyway”, hummed Sebastian.

[apocalypticromantic666]

SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY

Casually leaning against a tree is an Alpha. Hair, lustrous and black as a raven's wing, frames a simmering red gaze hot enough to spark a brush fire. He is tall, with a lithe yet strong build which is accentuated by a tailor-fitted black tailcoat.

Wolf ears stand high on his head, making him appear even taller, and behind him sways a luxurious tail.

He is not just any Alpha.

'He's an Ancient.' Those who carry the ancient bloodline bear more lupine features, and are believed by some to be demigods, or even demons. Because of their more beastly appearance, they are often ostracized by society. It is not uncommon for them to take refuge in the wild, and even build their own communities away from prying eyes.

This, however, is the first time I have seen an Alpha, much less an Ancient in these woods.

"Are you lost, little lamb?" He purrs, and his silky voice has my stomach clenching into hot little knots.

He is terribly attractive, and my hindbrain refuses to stay silent, much to my displeasure.

'Handsome Alpha. He would make pretty pups.'

"No." I lie.

He smiles, slow and syrupy, exposing ivory fangs.

"Your erratic pattern would suggest otherwise."

Shit. He has been tracking me.

An Alpha like this will chew me up and spit me out. I'm aware of how small and delicate I am, but my power is drawn from intelligence, and fortified by status. Should things take a turn for the worst, I have my pistol strapped to my thigh.

"You dare to speak to me with such formality?" I snarl. "I am the Earl Phantomhive!"

His ears twitch slightly as his expression shifts from unimpressed to mild amusement.

"Ah, the Queen's guard dog?" He chuckles. "Very well. Then you, my little Lord, are lost in my kingdom."

'Little?!' Oh, the nerve of him.

"Your kingdom? Madame Red has owned this land for ten years." I correct him. "That makes you little more than a squatter."

True to Alpha nature, his gait as he saunters towards me with his head held high is fearless. His tail sways with a confident swagger, wafting his pheromones towards me, and god-be-damned...

Warm, dark spice, cinnamon, scorched sandalwood and notes of leather. He smells like a tall, dark and handsome Alpha should.

My mouth waters, and I swallow as he circles broadly, keeping respective distance but with an interest that is too acute for comfort.

"One cannot own a fragment of the earth; however, one can rule it, but only by means of protecting all who live upon it. So tell me, how does this 'Madame Red' protect those who live here in the forest? Based upon what I have seen, she has done no more than bring men and dogs here to kill for sport."

He speaks of a fox hunt, which I agree is indeed a cruel blood sport. But even if he is right, his lack of respect and posturing is irritating, and I refuse to back down.

"And what do you do to protect the forest?" I cross my arms, tipping up my chin.

He tightens his circle, but I do not shrink back. In fact, I dare a step towards him, and-

'Oh. Oh, he smells delicious.' My brain reiterates.

The Alpha glares down at me with a predatory glint in his eye, and I think our size difference appeals to me more than it should. Though I choose to blame my heat for that.

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I started contemplating the prompts for the upcoming @kuro-morale-events, and Fangs reminded me of A/B/O and mating bites.

So... I'm starting an A/B/O - Red Riding Hood AU! Because Wolfbastian is just... yum.

You can read this story HERE: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34084366/chapters/84792319

[apocalypticromantic666]

Six Sentence Sunday

Warmth. Softness.

Cocooned in plush heat, from head to toe. My eyelids flutter lightly as I come to life with a stirring breath, and my lungs fill with the most delightful combination of autumn luxuries.

Petrichor. Crisp, dewy maple leaves. Dark chocolate with a dusting of cinnamon and warm spiced tea.

'Alpha.'

I crack open an eye to find Sebastian's tailcoat and shirt draped over the pillow. I burrow my nose further into his clothes, stealing a deep breath of his heavenly scent.

Then my stomach cramps with hunger.

Propping myself up on my elbows, a pleasant ache in my core ripples through the velvet fog of comfort. I glance around, and do not see him behind me or anywhere in the room, for that matter.

There is, however, a small table placed before the foot of the bed with a plate of food waiting for me. I slip Sebastian's tailcoat on, which swallows me up. I shove the sleeves up my arms and then sit on the edge, letting my legs hang off. It is terribly undignified to eat in bed, but I am too hungry to care or to even get dressed.

Before me is a thick, steaming portion of flame-seared lamb drizzled in a garlic and rosemary glaze, garnished with a side of buttery scalloped potatoes, and the delicacies have been paired with a small glass of white wine.

My mouth waters at the promise of food and drink, again making my stomach clench with hunger.

Cradling the delicate stem of the glass, I slowly bring it to my lips for a sip. The alcohol is sharp and clear, a perfect balance of sweet and tart. It is accompanied by a fierce sting going down, and I grimace.

Next, I cut into the loin with my knife, and the meat falls apart in blushing portions. It has been cooked medium rare, juicy. After swiping the tender morsel through a swath of creamy sauce, I bring it to my mouth and hum. Just like the roasted rabbit, it's delicious, and it takes me no time at all to devour it.

Never have I had food this exquisite, even when I visited the most upscale restaurants in France. I have to admit, the man has an extraordinary talent for cooking.

"Ah, you're awake." Sebastian says as he walks shirtless into the bedroom with a chocolate cake balanced on his right hand and a knife and pie spatula in the other.

Though which looks more appetizing, I cannot decide.

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You can read chapter 1-4 here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34084366/chapters/84792319

[apocalypticromantic666]

Sweet Flesh: Chapter 5

Sebastian chuckles, flicking his tail. "You are not at all in the habit of lavishing praise, are you?"

"No," I say bluntly. "I am not."

"Ah, so you prefer to receive, hmm?" He cups my chin, turning my face upwards to look him in the eye. "I believe I can work with that, my little Lord."

Fingers card through my hair as Sebastian welds his lips to mine.

'Damn it.' I cannot help but groan and melt under the mouth sieging my own, especially when he gently tugs at my lower lip with those fangs.

"Have you any idea how difficult it was to keep my hands off of you as you slept?" He growls against me. "To try to busy myself with mundane tasks, knowing you were just in the next room, so vulnerable and still wet for me?"

As much as his words make my blood stir with heat, I am starving, and if I do not eat now, it may be another hour before I can if he knots me again.

Not to mention I am still quite fatigued. I had planned on going back to sleep for another hour or so after finishing my cake. But his skilled lips make a whine catch in my throat and electrifies my every nerve.

Alas, another pang of hunger makes my stomach seize uncomfortably.

Gently, I withdraw, and he lets me go.

"Yes, I am sure it was difficult, but if you do not mind, I am still famished." I complain.

"Ah, I am sure you are." He teasingly licks at my lips. "You did not not properly binge before your heat. Then finish your dessert, little one, and in the meantime, I shall have mine."

Sebastian steps back, leaving me to it, so I cut another bite of cake.

"And just what are you doing?" I query as he then suddenly drops onto his hands and knees, and I watch the pleasingly sinuous ripple of his back and shoulder blades as he crawls towards me.

He doesn't answer, and my anxiety spikes when he practically disappears under the dining table.

"Wha-" I choke on my words when I feel his hands close around my thighs before yanking them open. Then a silken coil of tongue and plush lips draw my cock into his mouth.

"Oh!" I gasp, and the dark sweep of his tail wags over the edge of the table.

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You can read this chapter here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34084366/chapters/89380537

[apocalypticromantic666]

Sweet Flesh: Chapter 3

He circles me, and I when I see his nostrils flare, I know he is gauging my receptiveness- how ready my body is to take him.

A hard sweep of his tail, and his ears prick forward.

"Mmm. Oh, Ciel." His lilting purr coats my name in black velvet. "You smell delectable enough to eat."

Those perfectly sculpted lips part in a wolfish grin to reveal the potential instruments of my demise: long, ivory fangs that gleam in his mouth.

An involuntary whimper catches in my throat, and he comes to stand behind me. Rather than turning to face him, I take a chance, and allow him to approach. My breath hitches when he slides a daring hand down my side.

A bold touch, but my curious lust allows it. He is testing his boundaries, seeing just how far I will let him go.

"I propose…" He settles his hand across my waist, then gently pulls me closer to him. "That we help one another. You require food, an Alpha, and a guide home."

Sebastian breathes deep, a low growl of desire rolling through his chest, and feel myself throb.

"What I would like in exchange is to keep you well fed and... well bred. For as long as I desire." He doesn't beat around the bush, and his arms snake around me- my back is now flush against his chest.

For as long as he desires. A heat lasts three to five days. I can live with that. And according to Baldroy, a typical Alpha loses interest when the Omega's cycle is over. It is unlikely we will cross paths again anyway.

However, if he proves himself to be exceptional, and he is willing to do so, I may employ him to assist me through my next heat. This contract could indeed be beneficial to us both.

Suddenly I feel his erection pressing hard and insistent against the small of my back. This time, I am powerless to stop the low moan that escapes my lips.

"If you will allow me," He lowers his lips to my ear. "I promise to take excellent care of you."

"Yes…" I can no longer banish the weakness from my voice, and my walls of composure come crumbling down. I shamelessly grind back into him, slick running hot down my thighs. "Yes, Alpha..."

My surrender makes him draw in a sharp breath through his nose. "You accept my terms?"

How in the Hell is he maintaining his composure in such close proximity to my scent when I am on the edge of coming in my pants? His self-control is phenomenal.

"I- I accept your terms."

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You can read it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34084366/chapters/86566822#workskin

[apocalypticromantic666]

Sweet Flesh

Gently gripping him by his shoulders, I turn him around to face me. I detect no fear as Ciel stares unwaveringly back at me, boldly accepting, no, embracing his fate.

He is a fearless and brazen little thing, having come face-to-face with a bear and not screamed, nor froze, but had the presence of mind to silently draw his weapon.

And from that first moment we had our little standoff and he refused to display any sign of intimidation or bend to the whim of an Alpha twice his size, I sensed it.

While I cannot say what I expected my other half to look like, it surely wasn't this.

But as I regard this boy with eyes of midnight frost, haunted by what I recognize as wisdom beyond his years, there is not a shred of doubt in my mind...

Ciel is my Omega.

Intelligent, perceptive, undaunted.

An admirable adversary. A worthy mate.

Unable to restrain myself any longer, I descend to part his lips with my own. Softly, gently, I lick into his mouth, drawing upon the tip of his tongue, suckling at it with the utmost care.

I watch his eyes flutter closed, and he leans into me, his little hands curling into my tailcoat as his knees weaken beneath him, drunk on my scent.

Elation alights in my blood as he willingly accepts my affections, and I stoop to sweep his knees out from under him, cradling him tight against my chest. It delights me that he is such a petite creature. I can hold and carry him with ease; keep him close, keep him safe.

'Mine. My Omega.'

"You are exquisite," I tell him as I watch him pant, those doe-like eyes glassy with lust. "beautiful. Fearless little thing."

Dipping down, I kiss Ciel again, relishing how he moans against me as I take my time in acquainting myself with his plush mouth.

Ciel sighs against my lips, tipping his head back to fall into the kiss. His tongue is curious, tracing the length of my fangs, languishing in their hazard.

He kisses like a virgin at temple, so shy and sweetly timid. It stokes my fire for him all the more.

Gods below, I am going to devour this boy.

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From Sweet Flesh, a short fic written for the @kuro-morale-events prompt Fangs. The fic itself is not safe for work, so minors, out with ye!

You can read it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34084366/chapters/84792319