It’s Christmas, the season of perpetual sexual bliss!
Content Warning: This is utter Christmas SMUT, strong sexual content, foreplay, Dom!Seb, Sub!Ed, degradation kink, breeding kink, merry fuckery, coarse language.
As requested by @gri959 hope it lives up to the wait, merry belated Christmas in January!
|| blurb strays from the narrative of Collision Course. In this AU, Sebastian & Eddie are an established relationship; they courted, dated, went through hell and back, now newly weds. One recognizes he’s snagged himself a multi academy aware winner for his brilliant performances, recipient of the sexiest man alive 4x, an amazing humanitarian and all around kind soul. The other male well aware of the infamous “debaucherous rocklord” who’s gifted with such musical talent, a voice that commands attention and gets it. A multitude of Grammy awards, record breaking and setting, sex symbol rock legend. He’s also generous, caring and not what he’s pegged out to be. Also, he’s only 25. With a 20+ age gap that feed into the narrative of went through it. Here we are, Christmas time with America’s infamous Carvajal-Munson’s ||
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Eddie’s palate tasted of pennie’s, copper he self inflicted while biting down on his bottom lip, piercing flesh stifling the moans that would give away their transgression. Damn was he finding it unbearable, his head plopped back, his view; a white ceiling, bland, that held memories of the many holidays celebrated before his arrival and now their current situation.
Sebastian had his husbands legs propped over his shoulders, hoisting him up, in the very precarious position where if someone walked in, well.. Tongue deep inside his pink taut hole, expertly flicking, plunging then siphoning, bringing Eddie painfully close to a sweet release.
The need for discretion came from their destination at the moment, his in-laws home. Was this planned? No by any means, Sebastian respected his parents home whenever he visited, had never been so audacious like this, though he never brought anyone that wasn’t a close friend to meet his family.
The thing was—Eddie brought out this.. “exigency” of him, Sebastian would not feign being a sexual person in nature. Yet-with Eddie it was a necessity, like-needing to breath, the “must” to always touch, the desire to please and fuck his now—spouse.
B’sides, it’s Christmas, the season of peretual orgasms, dick downs and felatios. Gifts he would gladly bestow upon Eddie.
It occurred without the rocklord even trying. Finding him in the kitchen, Eddie was helping his mother in law with that evenings feast. Which in itself was gloat worthy, Mrs Carvajal was infamous for not allowing anyone to assist with her dishes, even the other Carvajal children and their partners. Yet Mr “look at my baby doe eyes and fall to thy knees” merely asked if he could observe, would like to make their home a little more like the childhood Carvajal home Sebastian spoke highly and fondly of, by learning to “maybe” make close to those favorite dishes.
With love in his eyes and an ensuing erection Seb drank in the sight of his boy, wild curls tied into a messy bun, sleeves rolled up, listening intently as please call me“ama” demonstrated with such patience and command how to make masa from scratch. Can you blame Seb for thinking with his cock as this-“rocklord” poked his tongue out while kneading the ingredients all together. The effort he put into establishing a relationship with his new family was—one of the many reasons he kidnapped his spouse and brought him straight to his old bedroom.
“When did you learn to speak fluent?”
Seb questioned breathy, elder eyes slowly trailed up, drinking in the sight of his boy. Shirt unbuttoned, draped down, resting on his elbows. Alabaster kissed skin rising up and down, elevated from the rapture being delivered. Skin blooming red, could Ed be blamed if he grinned his ass a little against his husband’s tongue?!
“Yo..u’re.. a part of..m..e..make..s them my..fam..ily.” Eddie spoke passionately, the build up to his climax-imminent. He’s a volcano about to erupt, a dam on the verge of bursting. How could he hold back when his mind and body urged to shout out to the heavens such a blessing.
“I’m..cl..” in a breathy, pleading tremble, Seb reached over grabbing something cold and shiny. Seizing his actions… a hand now covering his boys mouth before he’s capable of protesting from the sudden loss of momentum and dissipating release. If there was one thing the rocklord despised far greater than anything, it was edging, found it to be such cruel punishment.
“Ssssh-pequeño. You’re going to be a good boy for me, remain quiet as a church mouse.” His body shuttered feeling a cold point trail down his thigh, past his sack to his now empty-puckered hole. Eddie’s eyes turn to spheres knowing what Seb’s got in store.
“I wanted to save this for later pero, now’s a good a time as any. It will keep you—nicely stretched for me, while giving you moments of..you’ll soon find out, now..breathe.” Ed was left to only oblige, taking a deep breath in as Seb introduced the metal object into him. His canal greedily took it all the way to its base and what a lovely base for at its end was adorned with a round beautiful diamond. His birthstone, so a part of Seb would still be where Eddie required it.
With fluttering eyes, his body quakes with beatitude from the foreign object, its intrusion, how amazing it felt going inside him, nuzzled for safe keeping. His cock giving a single twitch while Seb watched his taut hole literally turn into a diamond.
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Throughout the night Seb offers telling looks every moment Eddie shifts or coughs immediately having to take a sip of his drink to muffle the small delights that these actions bring. Each time, he felt eyes burning into him, knew he was enjoying this generous torture he bestowed.
At one point Eddie excused himself, stepping outside. The cold air being exactly the jolt he required. He hadn’t realized how hard cooking from scratch would be. But he loved it, all for Seb and being the perfect spouse.
“There you are.” Eager hands grip his hips, pulling him possessively close. Eddie taking in Seb’s scent, immediately desiring one thing, the sudden movement has the plug do its thing, sending another electric shock of delight.
“What’s this I hear about my cousin making a fool of himself.”
“He’s-a fan of the band..”
“Did he try anything” Fingers pressed into his hips a little-firmer, Eddie bruises easily, they’ll make lovely prints to marvel at later, maybe even a tattoo. Seb searched for an answer. Eddie reaffirmed with a gentle touch.
“It doesn’t matter amor, it was of irrelevance.”
“When a family member has the audacity to behave towards my husband in any manner other than respectful, I take that with utter relevance. So-again, did he touch you.”
Eddie’s well acclimated to touchy people; women, men, married, single, curious, grandma’s-everyone. Accustom that it comes with the territory. When they signed for their now label they were told of all the things they’d have to “endure”, it never bothered him, felt-wanted, liked. Even when it was inappropriate he always told himself “it’s a part of the job”, guess he just sort of-became normal in his eyes.
“I see the wheel spinning tesoro, so allow me to clarify.”
With no further words, he takes his hand gently within his, walks them to a more secluded area where no one’s allowed, by the pool where they just built mini cabanas. Leading them inside one of them, Eddie’s going to tell Sebastian he’s being ridiculous, that his cousin wouldn’t even though he blatantly did. And it made him uncomfortable when he asked about the rumors, which made him think if everyone else thought the same way. But he knows, Eddie knows Seb isn’t like that-and wouldn’t allow anyone to question it.
“Don’t move.”
“Huh-what?”
“I won’t repeat myself.”
Eddie heard him clearly the first time, he stands there as Seb walked a circle around him, fingers caressing, touching all over, mapped out were the sensitive spots he knew would have Eddie quivering.
“So--you enjoyed it! The attention! The touch thy wasn’t mine!”
It’s when they’re face to face that he takes hold of Ed’s slacks, pulling him closer a step, unclasping then unzipping the fabric until they fall down, bunching around his feet. His briefs quickly follow, Seb’s not happy until Eddie is fully exposed, just for his viewing pleasure.
Transfixed as the older male bends the knee, there’s a mirror behind the door that Seb uses to watch, from memory, fingertips kissing Ed’s skin from the thigh working their way up until taking a firm grip of each ass cheek, slowly spreading him to reveal the diamond that’s been giving Ed pleasurable grief.
The rocklord releases a loud whimper when the plug is slowly removed, revealing a perfect “O”pening. Rucking the plug away in his front shirt pocket for safe keeping. He’s up on his feet with Ed in his arms, legs wrapped around his waist.
“It’s rude to keep me waiting.”
“No! I was-going to tell you after, it’s just, it’s Christmas and we’re with your family, I didn’t want to ruin it by preconceived assumptions. I’m sorry, maybe I broug...”
“Listen to me carefully, you brought none of this on. Who you were is not who you are, what you did before us is no one’s damn business! I love you, you’re my spouse-as such, my family will show you the respect you deserve. My mother was the one who told me, saw how he came on to you. She put him in his place then came to find me.”
“Your mom must think the worst of me.”
“To the contrary, she handled it herself before invoking me.”
“You’re-not mad? I promise next time I’ll..”
“There won’t be a next time, there shouldn’t have been a first time.”
“I don’t want anyone that isn’t you touching me, just you, so?”
“Not news to me baby boy, I’ll be breeding that nice little hole of yours, fuck you until I know it keeps.”
“You going to put a baby in me..daddy..”
Ed laced his arms around his neck, meticulously grinding himself against Sebastian clothed body. For his part the actor unzips his slacks and briefs just enough to free his throbbing cock, giving himself a few jerks before lining up, with no further words he thrusted up inisde his boy with one single practiced motion, bottoming out. Fuck that plug worked nicely, Seb questions his sanity; being envious of a plug that brought his husband such-tingles of rapture.
Both groan as one, desperately seek the others mouth to devour, fueled with fervor, possession, yearn. Seb pins Eddie’s back against the door, thrusting up, skin slapping, mouths matching the intensity. Sebastian licking the inside of Eddie’s mouth, swallowing his moans, his pleas for more.
“Te amo!” Thrust “Fuck-you were made” Slap-Thrust, “Just-para..mi!”
Ed swallows those words, buries them deep inside where he prays they’ll stick a lifetime-over.
“Show-me, fuck me like..you, hate me!”
Eddie spat, the two spoke a language only the other deciphered. Both assenting making love isn’t-just a gentle thing, it’s whatever you want-make of it. For them, it meant passion, rough, marks, bites, love-bruises, amongst other manners. Intimacy beyond safe, knowing they’ll never go farther than the other would be comfortable with. Clear, unwavering trust.
Sebastian peeled Eddie’s arms from around his neck, pinned them up over his head, held them there while he thrust up with sharp precision, connecting with his “spot” without ceasing. They’re loud, lewd, each time Eddie’s back makes contact with the door, he lets out a small squeal of delicious ache. Can’t help but laugh and like a mad man, demand for more, lost in that pre-moment of release.
“I’m-clo-se.” With a sputter, heaving and grinding down, heels digging into his husband’s back, demanding every last inch be inside, greedy little minx, requires-all of Seb to claim him, as one.
Eddie gasped, not only hearing Seb speaking his native tongue but what he said, the tone in which he said it, his teeth grazing, nipping, pulling at Eddie’s nipple through fabric.
“Yours daddy! Fuuuuuck!! Only-yours...”
The two fuck in a rhythm where every thrust is met with Eddie tightening and countering down, they fuck like porn stars yet love-like romantics. Inconceivable how these two-unfit match can love the other so honest.
“Come for me Tesoro!.” Sebastián demanded, Eddie clinched when his climax ripped through his body. Bellowed out cries of sheer ecstasy and praise, writhing in euphoria all over, feeling the build not subside, Sebastian for his part grunted, continued to thrust until he set Eddie down, turned him over, angled him in a way one leg was now propped over his arm, giving Eddie a FULL view and show.
It’s what tears a secondary orgasm from the rocklord, this time he spurts beautiful white threads. Eddie’s mouth propped wide open is such a sight, could fuck his mouth for hours. That pink tongue lapping all of Sebastian, throat fuck him till he can’t speak, just the way Eddie liked.
“Like seeing me fuck you baby boy. The way my cock splits you in two, look at you. Greedy little thing, can never get enough can you.”
Eddie eagerly watches himself get fucked, Sebastian for his part knew his husband reveled in this; introspecting as he’s fucked and filled.
“Te amo—so perfect, look how beautiful you look when I fuck you stupid, see what you do to me, eyes on me, are you watching.”
It’s when he finally reaches his peak, mouth agape, heaving with a roar of a grunt. Eyes slightly roll back, Eddie bringing his hand up to suck and bite at his fingers. It only adds to the ripple of ecstasy Sebastian succumbs too, still maintaining his hold-slowly and clumsily he reaches for his front pocket of his shirt, retrieves the plug with some effort.
“Watch.” Sebastian spoke dripping with master tone, glassy doe eyes watch as his husband slowly pulls out. The disconnect causes Eddie to cry in protest, quickly he’s shown the plug. Unabashedly-Sebastian licks, sucks and re-wets the tip, bringing it back down, reintroducing it inside Eddie.
“For keeps.” Seb offered, orgasm ebbing. The fact Eddie would be walking around carrying Sebastian’s cum, did devious things to him.
The view has the rocklords bellend twitch, a leak blooming at its tip. His body reacting with feverish adulation, as he re-acclimated to the object and its intrusion.
Sebastian assisted in re-dressing Eddie, doing his damndest not to succumb to temptation wrapped in soot-curls, killer smile and a sexual appetite that rivals his.
Rejoining the family as if Ed’s not holding his husband’s milt inside him, the plug now unbearable. They celebrate until midnight, Eddie had the honors of passing out the gifts. He drinks atole cross legged, attempting yet failing to hold himself together, reframes from minor movement of not needed.
They say their farewells, barely making it 5 minutes away when Sebastian pulled the car over, yanked Eddie onto his lap. Needed to sate his-touch, hands gripped clothed hips that began grinding his boy’s midsection against his lap and a very erect phallus. Eddie for his part went along, grinding, kissing blindly and rather pathetic, exhausted beyond words..until he’s gifted another orgasm. This one-does him in.
He’s a mess and quickly drifting. Seb secures him back in his seat, plays with his loose curls the entire drive to their hotel.
In the shower, Sebastian turns his boy around. Being a visual man, once more dropping to his knees, slowly pulling the plug out, Eddie leaks out just a dallop. For many the thought would be grotesque in nature, for Sebastian it cements what he already knew.
“Greedy little minx aren’t you.”
The rocklord replies a little hazy with a wiggle of his ass and a giggle.
“What can I say, everything you give, it’s for keeps!”
“Merry Christmas mi amor, time to go to bed, Wayne and the others will be expecting us by 2pm, we have an early flight.”
“One more time, it is after Christmas! The season of perpetual sexual gratification by your spouse, it’s a must.”
With that Sebastian bathed, fucked then re-washed his husband before taking them to bed. Ensuring he fell asleep buried inside his baby boy, just the way he liked it.
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