Not Too Young [Daddy!Sebastian x Reader]
Anon asked: (i’m sorry i deleted the ask but it was for dad!seb you know who u r)
Summary: You are at your friend’s house helping her with her assignment when you realize how attractive her father actually is.
Warnings: NSFW 18+, age gap, fingering/oral (female receiving), unprotected sex, cursing
“I told you before, you can’t just write how you speak..” You told your best friend Aly as you were helping her write her essay for your Senior English class. “You have to write in a formal tone with good sentence fluency and proper conventions.”
You were helping your best friend finish her paper, and the both of you were stressing out because it was due the next day.
“But I’m not as good of a writer as you, Y/N,” she replied, putting her pencil down after erasing her last sentence. “I hate English. It’s not my fault I suck at writing and you have like 30 papers published in local magazines.”
“I’m just trying to help Aly.” you sighed, looking at the time on the microwave. “Ah shit, I’m gonna be late for dinner.”
“You can just stay and eat dinner here, Y/N.” you heard a voice coming from the stairs, looking over to see Aly’s dad Sebastian.
“Oh, no, Mr. Stan. I don’t want to impose.” You brushed a loose strand of hair behind your ear, biting your lip.
“You wouldn’t be imposing! I love cooking for more than two people- and call me Sebastian.” He chuckled, reaching for a saucepan in one of the cupboards.
“Dad do you think Y/N could stay the night and help me work on my paper? I know it’s a school night but she’s saving my life right now.” Aly begged her dad as you both stood up from the floor.
“Sure, but I want both of you in bed by 11.” He pointed his finger at her in an authoritative manner.
“Yes sir…” You chuckled, looking up at him. You didn’t know what it was but the look in his eye changed for a split second. He smirked at you before clearing his throat. Luckily, Aly was distracted, focusing on getting a few glasses of water for the table.
There was no denying that Sebastian was beautiful. He was almost too attractive to be a father, but him being a father for some reason made you even more attracted to him.
“So do you girls want chicken noodle soup or quesadillas?” Sebastian asked. You looked to Aly shrugging, not really caring.
“Soup!” she decided. “You’ll love my dads soup. It’s delicious.”
“I bet it is..” you let your voice trail off until you cleared your throat. You needed to snap out of it. This was your best friend’s dad. Not just a guy on the football team.
You couldn’t see, but while Sebastian had his back turned to you, there was a smirk plastered on his lips. But before he let his thoughts get the best of him, he snapped himself out of his haze, remembering who you were and why it wasn’t right.
After Sebastian had finished preparing the soup, he spooned it into three bowls and set the table. You sat on the opposite side of the table of him and Aly, taking a sip of your water.
“Eat up!” He smiled, taking a bite of the soup. “I hope you like it, Y/N.” He looked at you, his eyes flickering from your face to your bowl.
You took your first bite, accidentally getting some of the liquid on the side of your mouth. You slightly moaned at the taste of the soup before taking your finger to your lip to collect the liquid. You looked up at Sebastian, plopping the finger in your mouth as you licked off the juices, looking directly at him as you said “Mmmm, it’s so good Sebastian.”
He rose one of his eyebrows in question, biting his lip after seeing you suck on your finger. “Well then eat every last drop….” he replied lowly.
The sounds of Aly slurping her soup brought you out of your bubble, almost dropping your spoon. “Alright, I’m all finished! Let’s go upstairs!” She grabbed your arm, but you stayed seated.
“I haven’t even finished yet..” you whined, taking another slurp of your soup.
“Fine. You finish, and I’ll go upstairs and work on my paper.” She smiled, walking upstairs and to her room.
When she was out of sight, Sebastian put his spoon down and asked “What are you doing?”
You gave him an innocent puzzled look. “I don’t know what you mean..” You finished the last of your soup, standing up to take your dish to the sink.
“Don’t play games with me, Y/N.” He followed you, putting his bowl on the counter, leaning against the counter as he looked at you cleaning dishes. “You’re my daughter’s best friend..” He sighed, looking down.
“I know that..” You finished washing dishes as a wave of silence washed over you. You cleared your throat, leaning against the counter opposite him, your feet almost touching. “But does it bother you?” You bit your lip.
Sebastian closed his eyes, not wanting to be tempted by you, but failing when he opened them back up again to see you a few inches away from him, eyes looking up at him with the most innocent look in the world. It drove him crazy.
“Don’t… Don’t look at me like that, baby-Y/N,” he cleared his throat, his pupils blown with lust and arousal.
You smirked and backed away, heading to the stairs and up without a word.
Sebastian looked down, his cheeks going red at the sight of the growing tent in his sweatpants. He couldn’t believe the effect you had on him. Just a simple look could make him twitch in his pants, and he was ashamed of the circumstances. But right now, he was so incredibly turned on that he needed to do something about it.
You were upstairs with Aly, working on the last of her paper. She was getting sleepy, but you were wide awake. It was almost 11, and before the clock even turned, Aly was fast asleep in her bed, her papers scattered on the end by her feet.
Your eyes were wide open. You were also laying in bed, but there wasn’t a muscle in your body that could relax after knowing what happened in the kitchen. Your body was on fire knowing that you had that effect on him.
Hearing the shower turn on across the upstairs portion of the house, you quietly got up from the bed, whispering “Aly. Are you sleeping?” and you got no answer.
With confirmation that she was knocked out, you got up and walked out of the bedroom, tiptoeing to the master bedroom. You gently knocked on the door, getting no answer.
Seeing that the door was cracked open, you slowly walked in, taking in your surroundings. You didn’t peg Sebastian as the neatest, but his room was very clean and very modern looking, which surprised you as you looked around.
You heard the shower turn off, gulping as you sat on the bed in your tank top and yoga shorts, not knowing what was about to happen.
Your breath hitched in your throat as Sebastian walked out of the shower, not noticing you were on the bed till he stopped wringing his hair in the towel, looking up at you. “Fuck.” You mumbled, looking down at his growing erection.
Seeing you sitting on his bed, legs spread open so ready for him got him hard in seconds. “What are you doing here, Y/N.” He warned in a low voice, quickly covering his lower half with the towel.
“Don’t play games with me.” You stood up, biting your lip. “I need to take a shower.” You looked back at him, watching you intensely. He eyed your form up and down, taking in the curve of your ass in those shorts to the way your nipples tried to peak through your tank top.
“Why don’t you use Aly’s bathroom?” He questioned, his voice and body language not matching his question.
You slowly lifted your fingers under the hem of your top, inch by inch revealing parts of your stomach. Sebastian sat down on his bed with a perfect view of your little show, not even bothering to look away or ask you to leave.
“I wouldn’t want to wake her up..” You licked your lips as you looked at the man on the bed. He just got out of the shower but he already looked so wrecked, just from watching you.
You teased him, making your arousal even stronger. You gave him a quick flash of your breasts before covering them up again. You could hear a low groan erupt from his throat, enticing you. You turned around, facing the mirror. Slowly, you slid your shorts and panties down your legs, bending over so he had a clear view of your pussy.
“Fuck..” He moaned. “We shouldn’t-“ he stopped, his breath caught in his throat as you removed your top, revealing your completely naked body to him. Turning around to face him, his eyes immediately went to your chest, licking his lips.
“What are you thinking about, Mr. Stan?” You questioned, your gaze heavy and dark on the towel resting in his lap.
The title made his hips jerk up a bit, desperate for some sort of friction.
“Babygirl..” he reached out to grab your hips as you walked closer to him. He squeezed your sides, pulling your hips closer to his as you placed both knees on either side of his lap, coming down slowly to rest against the towel separating the two of you. “What are you doing to me?” He eyed your naked form on top of him, reaching behind to grab your ass, pulling your hips to slide against his, giving him the friction he so desired.
“Mmm.” You moaned as your clit rubbed against the towel.
Sebastian looked up at you, looking at your lips before turning his gaze to the far wall. “Y/N, we shouldn’t.” He sighed in embarrassment. “You’re Aly’s best friend and you’re so young-“
“Not too young..” You interrupted. “I’m 18, and I can make my own choices.” You cupped his cheeks, turning his head to look at you. You took this as an opportunity to slowly grab the towel covering him and throw it on the floor across the room. You looked each other in the eyes as you firmly slid your bare heat directly against the length of his shaft, your breathing becoming choppy. He rolled his head back, his grip on your ass tightening. “And you should be able to make your own choices..” You whispered, kissing the sensitive spot behind his ear, whispering seductively, “And fuck me.”
That was all it took for Sebastian to roughly grab your hips, turning you both so he was on top of you. He roughly smashed his lips against yours, reveling in the taste of your mouth against his. He began to grind against you, rubbing your clit with his hard cock every time, making your legs wrap around his waist.
“You wanna get fucked, baby girl?” He questioned, pulling away, tracing his fingers along where you legs met your hips. You nodded in response. You almost couldn’t believe it when you felt his thumb dancing along your clit, rubbing figure eights into the sensitive spot. “You sure you know what you’re asking for? Getting fucked by a real man?” You moaned and he couldn’t take his eyes off of your glistening folds.
Sebastian groaned, having to make a choice between fucking you right then and there, or torturing you with his touch. He smirked, picking option 2.
Sebastian grabbed your hips, pulling them toward the edge of the bed as he got down on his knees, grabbing your legs and placing them around his shoulders.
You looked down at the sight in front of you, moaning just at the way he looked at your bare pussy.
“Beautiful..” He licked his lips, looking up at you, holding eye contact as he pressed a kiss to your throbbing clit.
“Oh fuck-“ You reached down, grabbing his hair to push him closer. He smirked at your reaction, groaning against your clit as your fingers tugged at his hair.
Sebastian licked up and down through your folds, reaching his hand up to grab your right breast, pinching your nipple between his fingers. He lifted his hand toward your mouth, signaling for you to suck two of his fingers into your mouth. You saw him looking up at you, so you gave him a show, slowly licking his fingertips before taking both fingers all the way in your mouth, licking all around them.
“Fuck..” he mumbled against you, pulling his fingers from your mouth, down to your core. He teases your outer lips before dipping one finger into your dripping center, his lips still attached to your clit.
“Oh god, more, Seb, I need more.” You grabbed at the sheets, your toes curling in need of more of his touches. He dipped a second finger in, slowly pumping them in and out, occasionally curling them to hit that sweet spot you love so much.
In minutes you were a writhing mess underneath him, the overwhelming feeling of his lips and fingers close to driving you over the edge as you grabbed his head and started moving against his mouth. “Fuck, baby girl. You taste so good,” he moaned against your core, the vibrations in his voice sending you over the edge.
“Fuck, Sebastian…” you moaned, arching your back as your mouth fell open in a silent shriek, pleasure washing over you from head to toe.
Slowly, he pulled away from you, looking at you with such a hungry look, you froze under his gaze. This was your turn to have him under your control.
You grabbed his neck, and used all your strength to flip him underneath you as you sat on top of his thighs. “Are you gonna keep staring at me?..” You reached down, slowly stroking his fully hard cock. “Or are you gonna let me fuck you?” You kissed him, sliding your tongue against his immediately.
He grabbed your hips, looking down at your hand on his dick, moaning as you squeezed so gently. “Ride me, baby girl.” He smirked up at you, smacking your ass slightly.
“Yes, sir.” You winked, lifting up on your knees as you positioned his cock at your entrance. He guided you down his length, letting you adjust to his size. He accidentally bucked his hips at the feeling of your walls stretching around him, making your face contort in pleasure. “Again..” you looked at Sebastian, digging your fingertips into his shoulders, lifting your hips ever so slightly as he thrusted up into you again. “Fuck, you feel so good.” You moaned, bouncing up and down slowly.
“Yeah?” He moaned, guiding you up and down as he thrusted up to meet your hips. “You like getting fucked by your friend’s dad? You fucking like that?” He kissed behind your ear, bringing his hand to your clit and the other to your left ass cheek.
“Fuck, Sebastian, I love it.” You moaned, going at a quicker pace, already feeling your release getting close.
“You’re so naughty, baby..” he smacked your ass, making you gasp, trying not to be loud. “Need to get punished..” he nibbled at your ear, the sound of his whispered voice against your ear sending goosebumps across your skin.
You pushed his shoulders down on the bed, resting your hands against his chest to give yourself more leverage to bounce up and down his cock. You cried out as he thrusted up into you at a relentless place, hitting your g-spot with every thrust, making you bite down on your lip to keep from screaming.
“Fuck, just like that- oh my god I’m gonna come-“ Sebastian moaned, his thrusts becoming sloppier and sloppier.
“If you come before me, I’ll find a different dad to fuck-“ you threatened, his fingers rubbing furiously at your clit.
“Oh please-“ he pecked your lips. “After tonight you’ll think about me fucking you every time you close your eyes.” He pecked your lips throughout the sentence.
“Promise?” you smirked, looking at him with a predatory look in your eyes, roughly pressing your lips against his to stifle the moans. He held your body close to his as he thrusted into you. “I’m cumming Sebastian-“ you moaned against his lips, a white hot burning sensation flashing through every nerve in your body, making you cum right then and there. Your walls clenched around him, making him closer to his release.
“Get up.” He released you from his grip, sitting up with you in his lap, still attached. You did as you were told, getting on your knees in front of him as you watched him stroke his cock with fast motions.
You stopped his hand, giving him an innocent look as you kissed his tip, slowly inching the rest into your mouth. “Want me to come down your throat, baby girl?” He grabbed your hair in his hands, guiding your mouth down his length. You moaned in response, the vibrations enough to send him right over the edge, shooting spurts down your throat. When he was finished, you pulled off of him, placing your hands on his thighs as you licked your lips, breathing heavily.
With short breaths and a satisfied look on his face, Sebastian huskily breathed out, “I guess you have to keep fucking me.”
