major 18+ warning - shower sex coming up as promised!
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After lots of pleading and promises of blow jobs, you finally got Sebastian to let you spend your hard-earned money for once. You also managed to get him to tell you where he gets so much money.
"Sebastian, don't fucking lie to me. I know how much you earn monthly"
"How?"
"Paul gave me your pay slip because you forgot to pick it up remember? The last day before spring break?"
"Oh, so you're snooping through my finances now?"
"You're being melodramatic, you opened it in front of me and cheered when you saw you got a bonus!"
"Ok, I remember now."
"See? Now where do you get all your money?"
"I am a professor"
"Yeah, no shit Sherlock"
"If you'd let me finish, I get paid to write for historical journals and websites and I go into schools to encourage humanities degrees and help students with the application process. I do a lot side jobs alongside teaching. I have several payslips- "
"Wasn't so hard was it? Just wanna know more about you Seb. You do such great things you know. Brag about it to me. Just not about how much more money you get than me."
"You're right."
"Yeah, I usually am."
"I protest that statement."
"No you don't. At least you're not a mafia boss."
"Have you even met me?"
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The trip was soon coming to an end, and you were saddened by it. You had so much fun with Sebastian, acting like a child with him and just being yourselves without having to worry about people from college gossiping about the pair of you. Sebastian had made the decision to make the trip only a week so that you both had some time to catch up on school work. It was sensible, and took you by surprise. Benefits of having an older boyfriend.
"Come on, go get ready", Sebastian says as he opens the door and throws some bags on the bed. You had decided to just laze around in the hotel for the last night, and you had spent most of the day watching the Star Wars movies, which you actually thoroughly enjoyed. Sebastian left after you said you preferred the prequels, and you hadn't seen him since.
"Uh, what's all this?", seeing that there were a couple of bags with dresses in them. "Sebastian, what did I say about spending your money on me?"
"Will you stop worrying your pretty little head about it, and go try on some stuff I got you?", kneeling on the bed and kissing your temple.
You huff and drag the items to the bathroom. "You didn't even take off the tags!", you call as your eye widen at the first dress you pick up.
"Then don't look at them!"
You sigh again. You didn't want him to spend so much money on you, but you secretly loved it. You would never tell him, as it would only boost his already massive ego. Deciding to open the smallest bag expecting it was a perfume, you were surprised. You open the door this time, "What obscure shop did you fucking buy this from?", holding up the tiniest black lingerie you had ever seen. "It barley covers what needs to be covered!"
"That's the whole point princess. I'll see how it looks on you later", he chuckles, looking up from his phone.
"I can hang myself with this you know!", you call as you try to put it on. It was so weird, but you have to admit, it looked good on you. On closer inspection, there were tiny red hearts over the nipple areas. It really flaunted your breasts; no wonder the man bought it.
"Just pick a dress!"
"How? You bought me 3!"
"Do you want me to go get more?"
"No!"
"Stop complaining, we have a reservation!", he shouts as you pick the red spaghetti strap one, that was slightly shimmery. You quickly apply some makeup and head out.
"I feel like a porn star Seb, this isn't fun."
"Then go to the Dior bag, there's something more your style in there"
"Then why didn't you tell me?"
"Cause I didn't know you'd pick the one I bought on a whim", he sighs, thinking this entire argument, if you could even call it that, was pointless.
You change once again into a light pink dress, that wasn't so tight on your body, and flowed towards the bottom of your knees. "So much better, love the daisies", finally smiling as you walked out the bathroom.
"There's that smile I love", grabbing your hand and making you spin around to show off the dress.
"You look better than me", nodding at his all black outfit. He looked sleek tonight.
"Making sure everyone knows how beautiful you are", he winks as you both head out.
"Sure you won't get jealous of all the people my age checking me out?"
There's a beat of silence after you say that. "You're right, cover up right now", taking off his blazer and spreading it across your shoulders. You were thankful for it, the night was cold as you took your time walking over to the restaurant.
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"Come on, hurry up, I don't want to miss the fireworks", he kept on saying as soon as you had finished your meal.
"God, Sebastian, calm down. Let me digest a little, I'm gonna pop from all that food." 5 minutes had barely past when he gets up to head out after paying the bill.
"Seb, it doesn't start for another hour", laughing as you see him practically lunge through the place to get to the door quicker.
"I wanna get a good spot though!"
"Fine, but I'll be walking slowly", feeling bloated from binging on the lovely food you'd had all day. He just rolls his eyes and picks you up bridal style to once again, take long strides though the park to get to the castle on time.
Much to his dismay, lots of people had the same idea as him, and there was already a crowd forming. He groans as he wasn't in the spot he wanted, and you giggle at him basically throw a silent temper tantrum.
"You want my blazer again?", seeing you shiver just as the show starts. He's taking one arm off, when you just press yourself next to him, and slip your arm in so that you share the piece of clothing whilst also benefitting from his body warmth.
"You're the love of my life!", you shout as the fireworks nearly come to an end. You press a kiss to his jaw as you watch him go bright red. He simply shakes his head as the crowd disperses, before he decides to burst into song.
"And if you have a minute why don't we go, talk about it somewhere only we know! This could be the end of everything so why don't we go som-", before you cover his mouth.
"Stop that before people think you're drunk"
"They do it in all the Disney movies, why can't I do it at Disneyland?"
"Because this is reality"
"There you see her-"
"Sebastian."
"Sitting there across the way", now pulling out a choreography.
"You're not a crab."
"She don't got a lot to say"
"You're pretty crabby though", shrugging your shoulders.
"But there's something about her"
"There's nothing I can do to stop you is there?"
"And you don't know why but you're dying to try, you wanna kiss the girl"
"Bye Sebastian!", walking towards the hotel and waving.
"Yes you want her, look at her, you know you do! Possible she want you too?"
"Absolutely not", shoving him away when he jogs up to your side.
"There is one way to ask her, it doesn't take a word, I'm gonna kiss the girl!", nearly shouting it loud enough to wake families up.
"Wait that's not the words-". You're cut off by Sebastian kissing you passionately. You were still walking along so you stumble into his arms, before he catches you. His hands move to your waist as yours cup his face.
You're probably making out like a couple of teenagers before you hear someone shout: "Si vous êtes excité, il y a plein de pièces autour! Ne va pas dans le château cependant, je dois nettoyer ça" ("If you're horny, there's plenty of rooms around! Don't head into the castle though, I gotta clean that.")
Sebastian pulls away, laughing at whatever the man had shouted at you. "Excuses, mon ami. On va partir maintenant, je me suis emporté. Passe une bonne nuit!" ("Apologies, my friend. We'll head off now, I got carried away. Have a nice night!")
"So you speak French and French kiss? Man of many talents I see"
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"One last time in the shower?", you ask when you get back to the room.
"I thought you'd never ask", grabbing your face and kissing the tip of your nose. You spin and move your hair out of the way so he can unzip the back of the dress. He does it so delicately, and helps you step out of the soft fabric. His eyes will never stop gazing over your body, mesmerised every time he sees you in front of him. "You like the set I got you?"
"Only wearing it cause you got it. Help me get it off me", trying to wriggle out of it. It takes quite a while, and even Sebastian is regretting getting the stupid thing.
"Buying lingerie is embarrassing", laughing as it finally flops to the floor. He turns to open the shower door and turn on the water. It's steaming up as he unbuttons his shirt and discards the rest of his clothing on the floor. He grabs your hand and pulls you into the shower. You guys were still no good at this, still slipping around and bumping your heads together in the middle of sex.
He watches the water drip across your breasts, and you rolls your eyes. "You don't need to ask permission to touch them." Sometimes he acted like he had never seen you naked hundred of times before.
"What if I wanna.... fondle them?", you laugh at his phrasing. The man was so peculiar sometimes.
"Like this you mean?", you raise your brows as you pump some body wash on your hands, and start massaging your breasts. Sebastian's mouth falls slack, watching you play with your breasts, again like he had never done it himself. It was only the other night he asked to titfuck you. Short memory when it comes to sex, you thought.
"Oh, you can do it better than me. I'm gonna do what I do best", pushing you against the other wall and dropping to his knees. He starts rubbing you clit in intricate circles, making you gasp and fall forward. Luckily, you catch yourself on his broad shoulders. The water is hitting his back as he attaches his mouth to your pussy, eating you out as if it was his last meal.
He senses that you're close, so stands up slowly to pick you up and slam your back against the tiles. The pain sears through you, but it quickly subsides when Sebastian slides into you. The position means that the water hits the both of you, cooling your bodies.
Sebastian is almost flush against you, with one hand above your head, the other arm is twisted around you so that you don't get the full blow against the wall when he pounds into you. As much as you enjoyed the slow, love making, you much preferred seeing him looking down at you hungrily and makes sure you can't walk in the morning.
You look down with hooded eyes at Sebastian's cock filling you up as he releases into you, his pace slowing down as you still hadn't reached your high yet. He toys with your clit, and whispers "You like seeing me deep in you huh?"
You pant out some pleads after finishing. He switches off the water after pulling slowly out of you, and sets you down on the ground, keeping a firm grip on your forearms.
"That's it princess. You lean against the wall while I clean you up yeah?"
"Thank you my handsome prince", you manage to whisper out due to your hoarse voice after he puts you in the bed. You stroke his damp hair once he climbs in after you.
"Anything for you princess. You know that. Now, sleep well tonight, we got a long day ahead of us mhmm?", leaning over you to switch off the lights.
"You're a really good singer. You should join the staff band"
"Shh, sleep time", he says with his eyes shut.
"No, talk to me time."
He sighs. "You're lucky I love you." You giggle in response and place your head on his chest, so that you can hear his heart beat contently. You can't see him in the dark room, but you know he's just grinning whilst cuddling and looking down on you.
"There was a crab named Sebastian-"
"No Little Mermaid", you frown.
"Okay, okay... Let me tell you about Romania then. I don't know, do you want a condensed history, or like, stories from when-" Sebastian stops abruptly once he hears your snores. They were loud tonight. He didn't mind, for it was a sign you were going to dream tonight. He couldn't wait to hear all about it in the morning.
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original a/n: disney songs are my guilty pleasure. also somewhere only we know slaps, best song of all time, argue with the wall. also if the French is wrong, I used google translate!