Multi-Fandom Imagines

Kiwi (Sebastian Stan x Reader)

A/n: Hello everybody! Today is April 28, 2021. I'm going back to L.A tomorrow to help move my sister out of her dorm, so I'll be absent from Thursday-Saturday. So you get an update! Enjoy my sweet Rosies!

CAN YOU GUYS DO SOMETHING FOR ME? I'd really love some requests to do! I do A LOT of different fandoms and characters, so check it out, see if you like it, and go ahead and request. You can DM me or drop it in the comments!

Warnings: um- breeding kink? IDFK THERE ISNT SMUT OR ANYTHING CLOSE TO IT BUT SEB IS *A R O U S E D* BY HER SINGING SHE'S HAVING HIS BABY IDK IF THAT QUALIFIES. also seb spits in your mouth <33

Y/n gasps and leans over the table filled with the stars of The Falcon and the Winter Soldier, Sebastian Stan, Anthony Mackie, Emily VanCamp, Erin Kellyman, Wyatt Russell, and Daniel Bruhl. The premiere of their show is wiling to a close, but their night is far from finished. "Do you guys want to go do karaoke?!"

"Yes!" Erin agrees. Everyone eagerly leaves the theater and piles into one limosine. Y/n leans over in her satin gown and turns up the music, rocking her head. She grabs Sebastian's arms and holds them above his head, swaying him aggressively to the beat. 

"Dance a little, Seb, jeez!" Emily exclaims, dancing in her seat too. The limo pulls up in front of 5 Karaoke Bar and Lounge and Y/n squeals.

"I love this place!" One by one, they all file out, hand in hand. Y/n, then Seb, then Anthony, then Wyatt, then Erin, then Emily, then Daniel. They check in, throgouhly scaring the waitresses, and pick out their own private lounge. Everyone sits down and orders their drinks.

The women kick off their heels and the men unbotton their top button and loosen their ties. Seb watches Y/n kick off her black heels and stretch her feet out, and her eyes watch him as he tugs open the top of his shirt and pulls his tie down loosely. Their eyes catch and she smiles at him, putting her legs up on his lap. Her gown hangs off both of their legs and grace the gown. He blushes furiously and awkardly places his hands down on her ankles.

"Ok, ok, who's singing first?" Y/n asks.

"YOU ARE!" Everyone yells. She groans and stands up, swinging her legs off of Sebastian. Picking up her gown, she heads up on stage and sips her drink as she scrolls through the song catalogue. She gasps and selects a song, setting down her drink. She grabs the microphone from its stand and kicks the wire behind her, licking her lips and staring at Sebastian.

A hard electric guitar strums through the room. "She worked her way through a cheap pack of cigarettes. Hard liquor mixed with a bit of intellect. And all the boys they were saying they were into it. Such a pretty face on a pretty neck," she sings in a low voice. Y/n's hands come up around her neck and squeezes.

"She's driving me crazy, but I'm into it, but I'm into it! I'm kind of into it. It's getting crazy, I think I'm losing it, I think I'm losing it." Her eyes lock Sebastian. "Oh, I think she said 'I'm having your baby, it's none of your business. I'm having your baby, it's none of your business. I'm having your baby, it's none of your business. I'm having your baby, it's none of your, it's none of your-!"

Sebastian's jaw drops, and he literally picks it up himself, masking it by massaging his jaw as he watches her intently.

Y/n grins. "It's New York, baby, always jacked up. Holland Tunnel for a nose, it's always backed up. When she's alone, she goes home to a cactus. In a black dress, she's such an actress!" Y/n runs her hands down her sides and closes her eyes, enjoying the feel of the heavy bass thrumming the lounge. 

Her friends cheer and wolf-whistle at her. "Driving me crazy, but I'm into it, but I'm into it, I'm kind of into it. It's getting crazy, I think I'm losing it, I think I'm losing it." She rakes her fingers through her hair, messing it up. "Oh, I think she said 'I'm having your baby, it's none of your business. I'm having your baby, it's none of your business. I'm having your baby, it's none of your business. I'm having your baby, it's none of your, it's none of your-!"

Y/n's darkened and lidded eyes lock with Sebastian and she sinks to her knees, she satin resting on the floor. She begins crawling over to him slowly, and the guys begin whistling and cheering at Seb. "She sits beside me like a silhouette. Hard candy dripping on me 'til my feet are wet." Her hands rest on his feet and slide up his legs. "And now she's all over me, it's like I paid for it. It's like I paid for it, I'm gonna pay for this!" A loud guitar solo pulses through the room, and she rocks her head back and forth, sticking her tongue out as a low laugh rumbles through her  throat.

"It's none of your, it's none of your- I'm having your baby, it's none of your business. I'm having your baby, it's none of your business!" She finishes, tossing the mic aside. Her friends all burst to their feet, cheering loudly. Y/n's eyes are locked on Sebastian's and she watches his eyes visibly darken.

"I've gotta go to the bathroom," she announces, glancing over her shoulder at Seb, who quickly follows her out. They hear the muffled sounds of Anthony's atrocious singing as they quickly make their way into the bathroom hallway.

"Jump," Seb demands, wrapping his arms around her legs. She follows his demand and jumps as he catches her, ramming her back against the wall. Their lips catch and clash furiously, teeth gnashing together as his tongue slips into her mouth. "That was filthy," he moans, grasping her breast.

His mouth latches against her neck and she giggles. "Good," she pants out. He forces her into the bathroom and slams the lock shut, shoving her back against the sink.

"Open," he orders. Y/n opens her mouth and sticks her tongue out, smiling a little. Sebastian spits into her mouth. "Swallow," he growls.

She eagerly does and pants afterwards, tugging his tie off and working his buttons down. "Thank you."

"After this you'll be having my baby."

yall this is the filthiest-