Sebastian Stan Imagines

One Night Stand - Sebastian Stan

Waking up after a night of heavy drinking is never pleasant. Your moth was dry, you felt like you hadn't had enough hours of sleep and it felt like there was a marching band in your head.

You made a mental note to kill the person who let you drink so much which happened to be your best friend.

Feeling a slight breeze you pulled your duvet over your body. Your eyes widened once you saw they were not your covers and they weren't your best friends either.

You were too scared to look around the room so you squeezed your eyes shut and hoped you were dreaming. You were no stranger to one night stands but you always found it incredibly awkward in the morning.

You froze when you heard the person beside you stir in his sleep. Before you knew it his arm was wrapped around your waist and he had pulled you close to his chest.

You tried your best to wriggle out of his grip without waking him up but his grip was too strong.

Finally you managed to escape his death grip. The only clothes you were wearing wearing your underwear from the night before, lacy pink bra and pants. You picked up his white shirt off the floor and slipped it on since your dress was no where to be seen.

"I think I could get used to waking up to this view each morning." You heard a husky voice say.

You let out a scream as you fell off the bed. You heard the mystery man laugh from the bed.

Since you had yet to see his face you were to scared to get up off the floor. What if it was a friend, someone you knew?

"Are you just gonna sit on the floor or are you going to get up?" He continued to laugh.

Slowly, you stood up and became face to face with the mystery man who actually wasn't that much of a mystery.

"Jesus f*****g Christ." You mumbled and you looked at the naked man laying on the bed.

"Hearing you say that brings back memories from last night." He winked at you causing you to blush.

"Sebastian Stan." As soon as you said his name all the memories from last night came flooding back.

Sebastian Stan, the world famous actor. You had slept with the Sebastian Stan.

"You know who I am then." He chuckled, standing up and slipping on his boxers. Whilst he wasn't facing you, you took the opportunity to have a good luck at his bottom. Very perky.

"I do, I've seen you in quite a few films and now I'm standing in front of you on my underwear with your shirt on." You said suddenly feeling self conscious.

Sebastian noticed your sudden shyness.

"Hey, I don't have any complaints." He said standing directly in front of you, sliding his shirt down your arms.

"Excuse me Mr. Stan but my eyes are up here." You said placing a finger under his chin and lifting it up.

Sebastian didn't say a word, he just smirked looking you in the eyes.

For some strange reason this didn't feel like any other one night stand. In previous one night stands you had snuck out in the morning or he would wake you up and tell you to leave. Sebastian, however, he acted different. Instead of pushing you out the door he had his hands on your hips and was staring into your eyes.

"Last night was fun." Sebastian winked once again, his hands moving from your hips to your bum.

"Never thought you be that kinky Stan, you always seem quite shy in interviews." You said.

Sebastian made you feel confident. The way he looked at you and the way he touched you.

"Normally after a one night stand I get pushed out the door, why aren't you pushing me out?" You asked quite confused.

"One, only d***s push beautiful girls out the door and two, I'm not finished with you yet." Sebastian laughed turn you around so the back of your legs were touching the bed.

"But what if I'm finished with you?" You smirked, playing along with his game. "Do you even know my name." You challenged.

"Y/F/N Y/L/N" Sebastian said with confidence. You were shocked that he knew your name, your full name. "Come on, why don't we have a little more fun." He said before placing kisses down your neck.

Sebastian's shirt slid down your arms and fell to the floor. You let out a moan as he continued to kiss your neck, his hands gently squeezing your bum.

You couldn't help but wonder if you were dreaming. A very successful actor was currently kissing your neck trying to get you to go for round two. You found it strange that Sebastian was acting like nothing was wrong, he was acting like you two had known each other before.

"I can hear you thinking. Just relax." Sebastian mumbled into your neck.

You stood there and wonder why you were asking yourself so many questions when you could be having s*x with Sebastian Stan. You would never see each other again after this so why not.

"f**k it." You said wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down onto the bed.