Help!!!! I Can't Stop Reading Fanfics About Sebastian Stan. I Need Urgent Therapy!!!!

Help!!!! I can't stop reading fanfics about Sebastian Stan. I need urgent therapy!!!!

So freaking hot🫠🫠😏😏

Familiar Feeling

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Female reader

Warnings: SMUT NO PLOT (They literally just met), unprotected sex, they fuck everywhere

I just moved into a new apartment with my two best friends, Faith and Lane.

Faith is a writer and swears that the Marvel actor, Sebastian Stan lives in our apartment building. Lane is an actor and she agrees with me and thinks that Faith is losing her mind.

None of us have seen him in the building. He is like our own little myth.

One day, Faith was out at a meeting and Lane was at an audition.

I was left alone so I was just cleaning up the apartment. I cleaned my room and the main courters. I then decided to take the trash out and on my way, I swear I saw Sebastian taking his trash out.

He smiled at me as he passed by me.

I quickly turned around and spoke.

"You're Sebastian Stan aren't you," I said as he nodded.

"Yeah, we're neighbors I think. I've seen you around," He said.

"You've seen me around? My two roommates have been on the lookout for you ever since my one roommate thought she saw you in the laundry room."

"Yeah, I've seen you around. You always wear those shorts with the pink string," He said as he eyed me up and down.

"If I didn't know any better I'd say you were flirting with me, Mr. Stan," I said as I smirked at him.

"What if I was? And it's Sebastian."

I just smiled at him and then walked past him to dump my garbage.

"I'm going to go back up to my apartment where my two roommates are not and I am going to run a bath to wash off the trash shoute," I said as I sashayed past him. I could feel his eyes on my ass as I moved past him.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer," I said as his eyes averted back to my eyes.

He dropped his trash off and then followed me into the elevator.

I stood against one wall and he stood against the other with his hands in his pockets.

I was the one standing closest to the buttons so I pushed the emergency stop button.

Sebastian practically flung his body over to me and pinned me against a wall.

"Needy girl needs me so bad, huh?" He asked as he wrapped a hand in my hair and neck. He kissed me so deeply and passionately. I'd never been touched like this before and didn't want it to stop.

He went over and turned the elevator back on.

We got off on my floor. I do quite literally mean, got off.

I held his hand and led him into my apartment.

"It's really clean in here. It smells like you," He said as he took a deep breath.

I smiled at the thought that he already likes the smell of me after one day together. Not even one day. Maybe a couple minutes. We've just immediately clicked with each other.

"Do you want something to drink? Maybe something to eat? We might have some leftovers in the fridge."

"No, only you," He said as he sighed and sat down on my couch.

I smiled and walked over to him on the couch.

I stood in front of him and he pulled my pants down along with my panties. He then pulled down his pants and underwear.

I sat down on him facing him.

He moaned out as I rode him. He grabbed at my hips and I tugged on him all over.

"Fuck, you feel better than I thought," He said as he grabbed my ass and squeezed tightly.

"Oh my god," I moaned as I came around him. He pushed me off of him before he came inside of me.

I pulled my pants and he pulled up his haphazardly right before we heard the door open to the apartment.

"Oh my god! Did you hear? Apparently, someone saw Sebastian Stan leave the elevator on THIS floor!" Faith yelled as she and Lane entered the room.

"HOLY FUCK!" Lane screamed as she smacked her hand to her face.

"You're Sebastian Stan," Faith said as Sebastian stood up and he shyly smiled and waved at the two girls.

"Yeah, he's going to be here for a bit. We were just uhm. Hanging out," I said as Sebastian turned pink and the girls quickly gathered their belongings and then turned around and left the apartment.

"I'm sorry about them. They are just fangirls and I was just-"

He pulled me into another kiss. A kiss that felt like we knew each other. Like we are closer than we actually are.

"You taste so good and I can't get enough of it," He said as I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his hips.

He carried me to the kitchen counter and sat me down on top of it.

He pulled my soaked panties down along with his pants to show that he was already hard again.

I was trembling and waiting for him again.

He pushed himself into me and found a steady pace as he hit my G-Spot ever so often. Enough to make me squirm and scream under his touch.

He had one hand on my lower back, holding me up so I don't fall off the counter. The other hand was on the counter steadying himself so he didn't fall to his knees.

I came again and he pulled out again.

"I think that just about finished me off," He said as he put his pants on. I slid off the counter like a puddle.

"I don't even think I remember how to walk," I said as he held me by the waist to stabilize me.

"Oh, Sebastian. Don't touch me like that unless you want me all over you again," I said as he removed his hands ever so slowly. I thought I was going to fall right then and there.

So I did.

I slowly fell to my knees. His hands went to my hair as I undid his pants that were on his body for less than a few minutes.

I sucked him off as he braced himself by holding onto the counter behind me.

"Please," He moaned as I continued. I knew he barely had anything left in him and this was probably hurting him. But, him begging me like that felt so good.

He tugged on my head a little once he released it in my mouth.

I stood up and wiped my mouth off.

"Go spit in the sink," He said as I opened my mouth to show him I'd already swallowed.

"That's disgusting," He said with a hidden smirk.

We both cleaned up and I went to change.

He was sitting on the couch just scrolling through his phone when I came back.

"I should get going because I have an appointment for a photoshoot but, I would love to take you out on a real date sometime. Today was the best day I've had in a really long time," He said as he handed me a piece of paper with his number on it.

"Call me," He said as he walked over and kissed me before walking out the door.

Lane and Faith came home later that night and I felt dirty so I cleaned the counter and I mopped the floor. But I forgot about the couch.

It wasn't until late late that night when Faith was sitting on the couch next to me. "What are these stains?" She asked as I just looked between her and Lane.

"Those stains are-" I paused before trying to come up with something. "Yeah, I don't know what those stains are."

I was wondering that you could write a Aaron Hotchner x reader but the reader is a doctor and the team don’t know that you exist until hotch one day gets hurt and took to their hospital.

btw love all your fics ❤️❤️

<3333 anonnnnn, you are SO sweet.

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Your phone had gone off before your pager had, with the nurses’ station calling you, Aaron’s emergency contact, to let you know that he had been admitted, which meant that you were already running towards the A&E, before your pager, calling you in as the doctor on call to the bay you were already running to, started to beep

“Aaron.” You throw back the curtains of the emergency bay, bracing for the worse, to find him seated on the edge of the bed, the nurse pressing a piece of gauze to his forehead.

You assess him from head to toe, your medical training kicking in, he is awake, alert, and upright, which meant to you that he was low risk. It doesn’t prevent you however, from snapping up his chart from the movable table, running through the notes from the paramedic as the nurse busies herself with patching up the scratches on his face.

“You could potentially have a concussion,” you state as you run through the chart, flipping onwards to the next page, “I’m keeping you here overnight.”

“(Y/N)..” he starts, and your eyes snap up to stare directly at him.

“Don’t (Y/N) me Aaron. It says here you jumped towards the bomb, instead of away from it, I think you’ll let me keep you here for one night.” Your eyes narrow as he falters slightly, his posturing sinking with defeat.

“Did she just?”

“Yup.”

“Are they on a first name’s basis?”

“Seems like it.”

The voices behind you have attempted to whisper, but not well enough. You turn, throwing your head over your shoulder to glance at the small crowd, while pulling your stethoscope off from around your neck and positioning it in your ears. A quick look at the guns each of them has buckled to their waist tells you that it’s his team.

“I’m Dr. (Y/L/N)” you throw out to the crowd as you move behind him to place the cool flat edge of the stethoscope on his back. “His girlfriend.”

It earns you a gasp and wide eyes.

“I see no one else was stupid enough to jump towards the bomb?” You say, hearing a deep sigh from Aaron through your stethoscope and a chortle of laughter from Derek.

“No we were not.” Rossi smirks, arms crossing over his chest.

Girl, same!

Finally found it!!!!💖💖😍😍

Falling For You (2021 Rewrite)  Series Masterlist

Summary: After being recruited to work for the Las Vegas Crime Lab as a ballistics/firearms expert, you develop feelings for a certain brown-eyed CSI level III. But what happens when you start receiving threats? 

Pairing: Nick Stokes x Fem!Reader

Rating: Explicit, NSFW, 18+

Warnings: fluff, canon-level action, smut

Total word count: ~42,000

A/N: This is set sometime in season 12. This was my very first piece of fanfiction, ever. Kind of fitting for it to be a CSI fic; the show played a big role in my life when I was younger. Completed April 2020. Rewrite completed March 2021.

Series Masterlist

Chapter 1: Wide Open Spaces

Chapter 2: Why Don’t We Just Dance

Chapter 3: That’s My Kind of Night 

Chapter 4: I Run to You

Chapter 5: Easy Silence

Chapter 6: She’s with Me

Chapter 7: The Difference

Epilogue: Bless the Broken Road

In love, specially with the last two💖💖🫠🫠

Louis Garrel