Sexy seabass (aka sebastian stan) pt 1?

for reference if you don’t know who sebastian stan is, here are some examples:

i will try my best to keep some things broad so you can imagine it as if it was you.

this is purely my imagination but god do i wish it would happen

also heads up my thoughts tend to be all over the place so i’m very sorry lol

ok so let’s begin i guess,

as i walk down the busy city streets, coming back from an interview, dressed in a very professional pantsuit, carrying a folder of all my accomplishments in hopes to persuade the man who interviewed me that i was qualified, i can’t stop thinking about what i wish i had. a gentleman, my dream job, an amazing family, no stress - the list could go on and on. as i’m caught up in my silly unrealistic daydreams i bump into someone and we both fall over. the papers in my folder went everywhere and i was flustered as i had no idea what just hit me. when i finally looked up, the most beautiful man caught my eyes. he was just as flustered as i was, i think he was talking in the phone because i could hear a mans voice quietly calling to him from the speakers. he matched my gaze and put the phone up to his ear, “i’ll call you back”. this moment we shared felt like it could’ve lasted an eternity but it stopped as i realized my papers started to fly away in the wind. i scrambled to pick them up, and he helped me. he even chased after a few that went down the street making me giggle. i instantly felt a connection to him. it was hard to describe but his smile and his demeanour made me feel safe, stress free even. i was still on the ground grabbing the last of the papers shoving them into the folder, when he offers his hand to help me up. i take it and brush off and dirt that got into my clothes. i asked if he was ok and he smirked and said yes. he then asked me the same looking me over slowly pretending to find any injuries. i said “don’t worry i’m fine” as he keeps looking me over. i was so distracted by his beauty and kindness that when he said, “youre bleeding!”, i was shocked. i looked down and said “oh shit you’re right!”. and tried to lift up my pant leg as much as i could (the pants were too tight to roll past my calves). it was actually bleeding a lot and i laughed thinking about how i didn’t notice the blood dripping down my leg onto the street. he then said “my place is just up the street, i can help you get cleaned up a bit if you want?”. now i know what you’re thinking, this man is about to chop me to pieces in his living room, put me in a trash bag, and throw me into the river. i thought the same thing at first but i trusted him for some reason. i walked with him to his house where he opened the door and guided me to his bathroom. he motioned for me to sit on the counter so i did. he asked me if i wanted some shorts so he could clean up the cut and i said yes. while he went to look for them i looked around his bathroom. it was attached to his bedroom and the design was exactly my taste (but he could actually afford it). i wondered who this man was that he could have such nice things. he had a walk in shower, large bathtub, gorgeous vanity with a double sink (which i was sitting on). he came back and threw me the shorts from the doorway, looking me over at the same time. he then curled back around the doorway so his head was facing his bedroom, allowing me to change in private. while there he asks me “why were you so distracted on the street?”. i laughed and i told him “i was in my own little fairytale world” he chuckled and asked me why i was dressed so nice, to which i responded that i was coming home from an interview. i told him he could come in now as i was done getting changed, so he did. he noticed the hash in my knee was bigger than he thought and grabbed a towel to apply pressure with. we talked for a few minutes but the only thing in the back of my mind was how badly i wanted him to grab my hair, pull it back, kiss up and down my neck. choke me. kiss me passionately. have him in me. i started to blush just thinking about it. i think he was thinking the same as he blushed aswell. he pushed my hair behind my ear, and stared into my eyes. his gorgeous blue eyes. they were mesmerizing. those steal blue eyes. i could tell he was trying to figure out if it was ok to kiss me, so i said

“kiss me”