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Word Count - 1,200
It’s warm, too warm when Chris lets his eyes flutter open from the deep sleep, he was wrapped up so happily in. The sun is beaming through the window, they must have forgotten to shut the curtains in last nights blur. If he closes his eyes, he can still hear the soft moans of his name, both from his gorgeous Sebastian and that handsome Spanish accent.
Jon looks so flawless with the sunlight falling on his cheekbones, his skin seems to glisten with the morning light.
“You’re awake, mi amor.” Jon mumbles huskily, dark eyes peeking up at Chris from where his head rests the other side of Sebastian’s on the pillow.
“Mm,” Chris hums, very aware of their naked bodies as he pulls himself a little closer to Sebastian’s warm body. “Last night was…”
“Un sueño…” Jon says tiredly, repeating himself again in English moments later when Chris doesn’t respond. “A dream.”
Chris hums and softly kisses against Sebastian’s jaw, in hopes to wake his lover up but it seems he’s out for the count. Jon seems to dip in and mirror his movements, soft lips brushing over the shell of Sebastian’s ear, teeth grazing there ever so slightly.
The smallest brunette lets out a quiet whine, a smile fluttering on his lips but otherwise staying quite happily asleep. Once again being quite happy with the fact that they’re all naked, Chris gives a small grind of his hips where his quite obvious morning wood grinds against the male between them both.
Sebastian does wake quite easily, in fact, he’s been holding back a soft smile for the last five minutes. He’s woken to the warmth of hands all over his body, he’s not quite sure which belong to whom. One slides up his inner thigh, the other makes him shiver as it brushes over his hip, up the length of his waist.
Oh, he’s trying so hard to keep it together, trying to keep the squirming to a minimum and just basking in the early morning attention, he doesn’t want it to stop.
“Oh,” Sebastian sucks in a sharp breath, back arching so delicately when he feels his left nipple wrapped in warmth, a wet mouth joined with a soft grazing of teeth.
Fighting against his sleepy instincts, his eyes flutter to the culprit where Chris peeks up at him through those illegally long lashes.
“Morning, princess-“ Chris’ voice is hot around his nipple, tongue lapping out to trace around it slowly before sucking it between his teeth.
“Fuck!” He keens, fingers finding their way to Chris’ tussled hair, tangling through it and tugging slowly.
Sebastian still feels sticky and a little hot from the night before, but he’s not going to complain if both of the lovely gentlemen want to carry on, hell, he’ll bask in the morning. Maybe he could convince them to never leave the bedroom.
“Good morning, love.” Jon’s voice is like music to their ears, making Sebastian squirm.
Sebastian’s eyes are open again – reluctantly – but it’s all worth it the second he sees Jon’s beaming smile, messy hair sticking up in all and every way but shit is he perfect.
“H-Hi…” Sebastian squeaks, quite aware of Chris moving away from him, pulling Jon halfway down the bed with him.
Sebastian is about to protest, he’s so close to it. Pushing himself up slowly on his elbows, to pout towards the two men who only briefly glance up at him. The devilish glint in Jon’s eyes makes Sebastian’s stomach twist and his breathing catches roughly in his throat.
“Jon- I-“Sebastian’s words are aggressively cut off by teeth grazing his inner thigh, another pair of lips soft against his hip bone, making him twist in an unconventional way. “Shit,”
Sebastian drops back onto the pillow with a groan deep from the back of his throat, mind lost in teeth and lips, wet and sharp.
One of his arms sling over his eyes, cheeks flushed as he whines at all of the attention he’s getting, his pretty little hips grinding up involuntarily.
“You want his pretty mouth, Seb?” Chris’ voice is husky and dripping with sex and Sebastian can feel himself getting sweaty already. “Just ask him politely.”
Sebastian can barely keep it together already, biting on his bottom lip as he glances to Jon who’s plump lips are hovering barely inches from Sebastian’s throbbing dick.
“Please… Please-“ It’s desperate and soft from his voice and Jon either really digs it or he’s pitying the smaller male.
Chris’ fingers tangle through the back of Jon’s messy, thick hair and he pushes, taking control of the entire situation like he’s oh so good at. He pushes Jon the few inches, watching so intently as he takes Sebastian so easily into his mouth. Sebastian gets a whine dragged from his throat, hips jerking just a little but Jon doesn’t seem fazed.
Jon moves with ease, letting Chris set the pace with his fingers tangled tightly through his hair, bobbing his head for him but he works wonders with his tongue. The movements are making Sebastian slip apart by the seams, like somebody is so carefully pulling him apart, piece by piece. Chris uses a bit more force, pushing him down by the back of his neck easily and it causes Jon to let out a husky groan, which vibrates just right around the squirming Sebastian.
He’s whining, choking out a soft beg to come, fingers tangling through the already crumbled bedsheets either side of him. Just when he thought this situation couldn’t get any better. Chris dips down gently, breath warm against Jon’s ear.
“Look at what you’re doing to him…” Chris purrs softly.
Jon’s lashes flutter open and he peeks up at the whimpering Sebastian further up the bed.
Sebastian’s brow is tugged into a cute little frown, he’s biting his knuckles and letting out the dirtiest sounds they’ve ever heard, grinding his hips up and panting softly. Jon’s efforts seem to double when he sees what a mess he’d pooled Sebastian into, only pulling off when Chris’ fingers tug firmly on his hair, pulling him back just a little.
His bottom lip still brushes just by Sebastian’s dick and Chris leans forwards, quick wrist movements making Sebastian twist.
“F-fuck, I’m gonna-“ Sebastian cries out when he comes, hips jutting up a little and his back arching in the most delicate way.
Chris quite easily holds Jon in place, not that he want to move. Mouth open eagerly he lets the brunette come in his mouth, over his cheekbones, down his chin, panting softly. Some even splattering just under those gorgeous lashes.
“Let’s get you cleaned up.” Chris says warmly and Sebastian barely comes out of his post orgasmic haze.
“Give me two minutes and I’ll join you in the shower.”
Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Jon Kortajarena x Chris Evans
Word count: 3.2k
Summary: Sebastian & Chris spend their weekend together, hoping that for once everything goes smoothly and doesn’t end in disaster.
A/N: sorry for the wait on this one but we’re back! My thanks to @captainrogerrsbeard for all her help and the gorgeoussss moodboard and for reading this and reassuring me that it’s not total garbage, and my undying love and gratitude to everyone reading this, I love you so much and hope you guys like this!
Chris: so, noon on Saturday right?
Seb: that’s right. I’ve got lunch covered if you wanna take care of dinner :)
Chris: no problem. I’ll bring some movies too
Seb: sounds good :)
Chris: I did wanna ask you something about this weekend if that’s okay
Seb: of course
Chris: I’ve been thinking and I think it might be a good idea if we took things slow this time around. Everything happened so fast the first time around and I wanna do this right, but only if you agree of course
Seb: you saying you wanna wait to have sex again?
Chris: it’s not exactly that I want to. I just think it’s the smart thing to do.
Seb: okay. Yeah that makes sense, you’re probably right.
Chris: you sure? I just want you to be happy
Seb: I am :) and yeah I’m sure. We should take things slow. I’m with you.
Chris: okay good.
Chris: I can’t wait to see you again
Seb: God me too. Saturday can’t come fast enough.
Saturday came soon enough, however, Sebastian waking up early that morning to hit the gym with a big smile on his face. He’d said goodbye to Jon the night before, the two men spending their time before his flight out in bed together and soaking up as much of each other as they could before they had to part ways. Sebastian was sad to see him go but excited for his weekend with Chris, nervous but very ready to see where this new arrangement of theirs would take them.
He had his anxieties about it too, though. He’d asked Jon that last night if he was really okay with it and if there was any chance at all that he didn’t want to do this deep down, and if he secretly hated the idea of Seb and Chris spending time together alone. But Jon was quick to reassure him and put his mind at ease, and even Sebastian and all his nerves couldn’t doubt him. Jon really was just that amazing.
By the time noon rolled around, Sebastian had picked up lunch and showered and straightened up his apartment, absently singing along to one of his playlists as he awaited Chris’ arrival. He was nervous but in a mostly excited way, flitting about his kitchen and putting out nice dishes to eat their takeout on when a knock on his front door made him stop dead in his tracks. He quickly fumbled with his phone and turned off the music, setting it aside clumsily on his counter and then jogging to the door while unconsciously biting his lip the entire time, feeling like his heart was about to burst.
Finally reaching the door and hurriedly throwing it open, he smiled brightly enough to power the whole city when his eyes landed on the man on the other side. There Chris was, channeling his best inner lumberjack in jeans, blue flannel and a white t shirt with surprisingly no hat, just loosely styled hair and the beard that haunted Seb’s very soul. In other words, if his intent was to show up and murder Sebastian where he stood, he’d been more than successful.
And he smiled back at Sebastian just as brightly.
“Hey, man,” Sebastian finally greeted him, stepping aside to let him in. Chris was carrying quite a bit, a backpack and a laptop bag and a few cases of beers, so he went to work helping unload it all after Chris stepped inside.
“I was almost late thanks to traffic,” Chris sighed, letting Seb take the backpack for him as he set the beer cases down on the floor for the time being. “And a couple people recognized me so I stopped and took a few pictures, and you know how that goes.”
Sebastian paused as he straightened up, smile shrinking a bit. “Oh. Was it - did that happen here? Did they -“
“Oh, no no, it was outside of my hotel,” Chris shrugged. “Yeah, don’t worry.”
“Okay,” Sebastian nodded, visibly relieved. “Good.”
Chris nodded back, paused for a moment as he looked Sebastian over, then took a step closer and reached out for him with a murmur of, “C’mere, Seb.”
Being pulled into Chris’ arms was a kind of heaven all on its own, Sebastian was sure of it. He melted into the embrace, returning it warmly and feeling like he was floating on air the entire time. It only got better when Chris’ hand cupped the back of his neck and whispered into his ear, “Fuck I’ve missed you so much.”
When they drew apart they didn’t go far. Sebastian smiled up at Chris and a few quiet seconds passed before Chris leaned in and kissed him softly, the touch of their lips so sweet it made Sebastian’s heart ache in the best way. One kiss became two and it wasn’t long before they were getting caught up, Chris’ hand sliding into Seb’s hair and Seb’s hands finding Chris’ waist under his open flannel shirt. Their tongues gently played and Sebastian couldn’t help but let out a little whimper, and suddenly Chris’ grip tightened and he was kissing Sebastian deeper, hungrier, and holy fuck if he didn’t stop -
“Shit,” Chris muttered as he forced himself to break away before they went too far, brows furrowed and eyes squeezed shut. “Dammit. I’m sorry.”
“God, don’t be,” Sebastian replied, hoping he didn’t sound as dazed as he thought he did.
“It’s just... I said we’d take it slow and here I am,” he rolled his eyes at himself, “barely five feet past your door and... yeah, fuck.”
Sebastian chuckled, tugging affectionately on Chris’ collar. “Well... I’m not complaining, am I?” He grinned and Chris smiled back, both of them taking deep breaths before Sebastian asked, “So... lunch?”
“Lunch,” Chris nodded, tone adorably resolute. “Yeah.”
Sebastian smiled and led him to the kitchen, willing himself to calm down and take even breaths despite his urge to say screw it and drag Chris to his bedroom. But Chris was right, they’d moved at the speed of light the first time around and now they were navigating an even trickier situation, so Sebastian told himself to simmer down and do this the right way.
For awhile he was successful, managing to hold a proper conversation with Chris as they ate lunch together. They talked about everything from scripts and current projects to weightier topics like the way Chris found out that Seb and Jon had gone public. He told Seb how he’d been on a date when he’d been alerted to the Instagram post by several texts from friends, and then how he bailed in a slight panic afterwards. It hurt Sebastian’s heart to imagine that, his intention never having been to want Chris to hurt despite how he’d hurt Seb in the past.
“I’m sorry,” Sebastian muttered, his gaze sincere and apologetic. “I probably should have texted you or something as a warning, or -“
Chris shook his head, reaching out and taking Seb’s hand from across the table. “It’s okay, Seb. Really. We weren’t talking then and... you didn’t owe me a damn thing. I brought it all on myself.”
“But I -“
“Seb, really,” Chris chuckled softly. “I mean it. It’s okay. And I was happy for you. Still am. He’s good for you.”
Sebastian smiled, his heart warming from those words. “Yeah, he is.”
“I’m still trying to wrap my mind around all of this and him being okay with this,” Chris added, gesturing to the two of them. “I’ve never experienced anything like this.”
“I haven’t either,” Sebastian replied. “I’ve got some poly friends and I understand the concept but actually trying it... it’s a little surreal.”
“Hopefully in a good way,” Chris grinned.
“Definitely a good way,” Sebastian smiled back. “I think we all still have a lot to talk about and figure out, but... Jon told me to try not to overthink and just take it one step at a time, so I’m trying to take that advice.”
“Me too,” Chris nodded. “And I’m gonna try my best to make up for how I hurt you.”
Sebastian gave Chris’ hand a warm, gentle squeeze. “Chris... it’s okay. You don’t have to keep beating yourself up over what happened. I’ve already forgiven you. This is a fresh start for us.”
Chris took a deep breath and gave Seb a watery smile, dragging his free hand through his hair and chuckling, “One hour into our weekend together and I’m already about to start crying like an idiot.”
Sebastian laughed and shook his head, getting up from the table and pulling Chris up with him. “As long as they’re happy tears,” he smiled before leaning in for a quick, innocent kiss. “Wanna watch a movie now? Before we both turn into big blubbery messes?”
“That sounds like a great idea,” Chris smiled back, and after a quick clearing of the table, they headed to Sebastian’s living room and began debating which movie to kick off their weekend with.
After some good natured back and forth, they settled on Batman Returns. Sebastian barely cared what they watched, if he was being honest, and he would have settled for watching C-SPAN if it meant cuddling up with Chris on his couch for hours, but he was happy with the choice and loaded up the blu-ray on his TV while Chris sat back and got comfortable. Sebastian smiled afterwards when Chris lifted up his arm in a sweet welcoming gesture, and he wasted no time in curling up next to Chris and enjoying the closeness as the movie began.
For what Sebastian considered an impressively long time, he was content with the easy cuddles and kept himself in check, watching the movie and keeping to the whole taking things slow approach. It was Chris who ended up putting all of that in jeopardy, leaning in to whisper in Seb’s ear during the scene where Michelle Pfeiffer’s Selina Kyle dons her iconic catsuit for the first time, “Bet you’d look even better in one of those.”
Sebastian turned his head slowly and gave Chris a crooked smirk. “You think so?”
“Mhm,” Chris hummed, running his hand up Sebastian’s denim-clad thigh. “Maybe next Halloween.”
“Or I could just dress up for you one of these days,” Sebastian suggested with a knowing quirk of his brow. “I’m sure you wouldn’t mind.”
Chris looked at him through hooded eyes, grinning and replying, “I’m sure I wouldn’t.”
Sebastian couldn’t help but lean in and steal a kiss. It was soft and warm and it lingered, becoming several more increasingly hungry kisses before Chris once again hit the brakes. “Behave, Seb,” he chided playfully, turning his attention back to the movie while Sebastian tried not to pout.
He tried his best to obey, he really did, but Sebastian was only human and only had so much self control in the presence of Chris Evans. He sat there and behaved for all of five minutes before he squirmed a little and began nuzzling Chris’ neck, first just breathing him in and gently brushing his lips against his skin. But soon he was kissing him there, lips pressed increasingly insistently to the spots that he remembered being sensitive, and he earned a deep goosebumps-causing groan from Chris before he tugged Seb back by his hair with a firm, “Seb, stop it.”
“Daddy,” came a slightly high pitched whine before Sebastian could stop it, and as soon as the word left his lips it changed everything. It wasn’t the first time he’d called Chris that but their brief prior relationship also hadn’t given them a lot of time to explore the kink before it had all fallen apart. And now as a result, Chris turned and looked at Sebastian with slightly wide, suddenly voracious eyes and Sebastian could only sit there and wait with baited breath for Chris’ reaction.
“You start talking like that, Seb, and...”
It was in that moment that Sebastian decided to hell with it. They’d been apart for months and that was more than enough, he rationalized as he climbed on Chris’ lap and straddled it, movie officially forgotten. He placed his hands on Chris’ chest and slowly slid them up his neck towards his hair as he purred, “Talking like what, Daddy?”
Chris’ eyes darkened, hands gripping Seb’s hips and head shaking as he half-growled, “You just don’t know how to be good, do you baby?”
Sebastian bit his lip, rocking slightly in Chris’ lap and shaking his head. “Missed you too much, Chris. Wanna feel you again.” He leaned in and kissed Chris long and filthy, pouring all of his love and desire into it. “Please, let me have you.”
Chris groaned low, hands sliding to Sebastian’s ass and rocking him harder on his lap, both of them hard as hell already. “Tell me how bad you want my cock.”
“So bad, Daddy,” Sebastian nearly gasped, kissing Chris again to prove his words. “Wanna suck your cock, wanna feel it inside me again. Please, please...”
“Fuck,” Chris cursed roughly, pulling Seb closer. “Hold on to me, baby.”
Sebastian did as Chris said and then lost his breath when Chris stood, holding Sebastian up and carrying him to his bedroom. Sebastian smiled happily and giggled a little, never having been carried to bed before in his life. They kissed the whole way there, Chris kicking the door shut behind them when they arrived, and then he tossed Sebastian on the bed with a grin and a look that promised Seb that he was truly in for it.
And he couldn’t have been happier.
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A few hours later, it wasn’t quite dinner time yet but Sebastian was thoroughly exhausted and wrecked several times over. Chris was in the shower while Seb laid in bed under the sheets, sore and satisfied and sporting beard burn in more than one place, dozing off in a state of pure bliss. Chris had taken him apart piece by piece, giving him everything he could ask for and more, proving that he could still play his body like a skilled instrument. Whatever else might change between them with time, that never would, and neither would Sebastian’s hunger for him.
He was halfway to a blissful nap when his phone chiming pulled him back to reality. Sebastian pried his eyes open and reached towards his nightstand, grabbing his phone and smiling when he saw who was FaceTiming him. He quickly answered it and felt his smile widen as Jon’s pretty face filled his screen.
“Hey Jon,” Sebastian greeted happily, though his drowsiness was very evident on his features.
“Hello, mi vida,” Jon smiled back, appearing to be walking through his hotel room as he tilted his head and furrowed his brows. “Did I wake you?”
“No,” Sebastian replied automatically. “Well kinda. I was on the verge of taking a nap.”
Jon appeared slightly puzzled for only another second or two before realization dawned on him. “Ahhh. I know why you’re so tired.”
Sebastian blushed and shook his head. “No, it’s just -“
“You’re so pretty when you’re fucked out like that,” Jon interrupted, making Seb’s blush deepen. “You can’t hide it from me, Sebastian. I know what you look like when you’re so satisfied you can’t walk.”
Sebastian sighed, dreamy smile stuck to his face. “Yeah, you do, huh?”
Jon stepped out on to a balcony, lighting up a cigarette. “I miss you.”
“I miss you too,” Sebastian replied sincerely, missing him terribly even though it hadn’t been a full 24 hours apart yet.
“I’m glad someone is there to look after you while I’m gone,” Jon smirked. “He seems to be doing a good job so far.”
“It’s going great,” Sebastian confirmed, blush lingering. “I’m really happy.”
Jon blew out a cloud of smoke. “And sore?”
Seb chuckled. “You want all the details?”
“Well I would prefer to watch,” Jon retorted, “but since I can’t...”
Sebastian tried not to shudder a little, the idea of the three of them spending an entire night together leaving his head damn near spinning. It was what he imagined heaven must be like. “You sure you can’t come home like... right now?”
Jon laughed and shook his head. “I wish, I wish. Trust me. I hate being away from you.”
“I do too,” Sebastian murmured, wishing that he could touch Jon and kiss him, that he wasn’t limited to just seeing him through his phone. “Is it late over there?”
Jon nodded. “I’m getting ready for bed. But I had to see your pretty face before I fell asleep.”
Sebastian’s smile returned at full force. He was trying to figure out what to say back to that when Chris emerging from the shower caught his attention, clad only in boxers and making his way towards the bed until he saw who Seb was taking to. Chris suddenly froze and gestured vaguely towards the door, asking if he should give them their privacy, but Sebastian beckoned him over and Chris obliged. He slid in next to Sebastian under the covers as Seb shifted the camera his way and said, “Say hi.”
Chris laughed and waved a bit awkwardly. Jon smiled and gave a wave back, greeting him with, “Are you making yourself at home with my boyfriend, Evans?”
Chris floundered for a moment before replying, “I - yes? I’m supposed to say yes, right?”
“He’s just messing with you,” Sebastian grinned.
“I am,” Jon replied with a soft laugh. “I’m happy to hear your weekend is going well. Very well, judging by the way Sebastian looked when he first answered. But it’s late here so I will leave you two alone now.”
“You sure? I didn’t mean to interrupt,” Chris was quick to say, just in case.
“You didn’t,” Jon assured him. “Take care of our boy while I’m gone, yes?”
“Absolutely,” Chris replied while Sebastian tried not to faint with joy at the being called their boy.
The trio then bade their farewells and after Sebastian ended the call, Chris let out a long sigh and muttered, “God he makes me so nervous and I don’t even know why.”
Sebastian chuckled and cuddled up to him, laying his head on Chris’ chest. “You’ll get used to him. I think we all need time to adjust, but... I really think this might turn out amazing.”
“I hope so,” Chris said, laying a kiss in his hair. “Because I really need you in my life. It’s never the same without you.”
Sebastian peeked up at him and smiled. “Well I’m not going anywhere.”
“You better not be,” Chris murmured, leaning down to give him a short, sweet kiss. “Because I’m not either.”
Sebastian’s smile grew brighter and he kissed Chris again, hoping that the sense of inner peace currently within him would last. He needed this to work, needed them to work more than he’d ever needed anything else. It was everything he never knew he wanted but God did he want it. It felt right, more right than anything ever had before.
I feel like Jon and Chris have hot hands (that hoy Spanish accent) and Seb have cold hands and that maybe he’s always cold. I have this headcanon in which Sebby even feels cold in the LA summer so he’s always wearing a sweater. The first time he forgets his sweater at the set is because he was running late for his date with Chris. Chris doesn’t understand why Seb is so uncomfortable, ‘maybe is me? am I being obnoxious? maybe he doesn’t like me in that way’, Chris becomes a ball of nerves 1of2
Chris stars sweating, ‘I should’ve known, he doesn’t like me, he likes hot sexy Spaniards guys like Jon’. Chris is unaware that Seb is waving at him, ‘Chris? are you there bro?’ And oh shit, Chris now is about to screw everything, ‘shit Seb I really really like you I mean it, I m just nervous because I feel I’m making you uncomfortable... I thought, I read the signs wrong and I thought you liked me’. Now Seb laughs and explains to him that he is freaking cold and he forgot his sweater (ok, 2of3)
Wait? Sweater? It’s summer Seb!’, ‘oh sorry weather police, I forgot that I’m supposed to ignore my natural needs just to please the system’, and now Chris feels like dying. ‘No Seb I didn’t mean ir like that’. Chris is si ashamed of himself that he insists on buying Seb a sweater that night so he can be confortable. Needless to say, it becomes a habit. When Jon joins the relationship, he and Chris spent a lot of time finding nice sweaters for their Chubby Dumpling. The end. 3of3
SWEATERS FOR THEIR CHUBBY DUMPLING I’M
THIS IS PRECIOUS AND I LOVE EVERY BIT OF IT OMGGGG thank you for sharing this with me 😭😭😭also I so relate to Seb because I, too, am always cold and it sucks lol but omg and Chris’ anxiety and the banter 😍😍😍 I love this so much and I especially love the idea of Chris (and later on Jon too) keeping Seb warm all the time and spoiling him like that ksksksksksk thank you again nonnie, you’re awesome!!
If anyone’s got any drabble requests/prompts for Stucky, Evanstan, Kortastan/Kortaevanstan or the reader’s choice thing I’ve been dabbling in... please feel free to send them my way 👀
