Summary: Feeling a bit jealous after having seen pictures of Chris kissing someone else for work. Could there be more to it than just jealousy?
Warnings: None. Bit angsty feeling maybe.
Word count : 845
A/N= No proof reading. A short one, I know I’ve been posting less frequently lately which I hate but the inspiration and the ‘drive’ to write is hard to come by for the time being.
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You were sitting on the bed in Chris’ hotel room. You’d taken some days off from work so you could go to DC to visit Chris. However, when you got there, you were greeted with less joyous pictures all over the internet. You tried letting it go because you knew that it’s his job and only a job. Still didn’t change that fact that it wasn’t that awesome watching your boyfriend making out with someone else.
Summary: Feeling a bit jealous after having seen pictures of Chris kissing someone else for work. Could there be more to it than just jealousy?
Warnings: None. Bit angsty feeling maybe.
Word count : 845
A/N= No proof reading. A short one, I know I’ve been posting less frequently lately which I hate but the inspiration and the ‘drive’ to write is hard to come by for the time being.
Author Note :
I do NOT give permission for my work to be re-posted, translated, or published on other sites than on my Tumblr. Comments, likes and reblogs are however much appreciated and humbly welcomed.
While you’re here:
Feel free to check out my other stories. Here –> Master List.
You were sitting on the bed in Chris’ hotel room. You’d taken some days off from work so you could go to DC to visit Chris. However, when you got there, you were greeted with less joyous pictures all over the internet. You tried letting it go because you knew that it’s his job and only a job. Still didn’t change that fact that it wasn’t that awesome watching your boyfriend making out with someone else.
Chris came back from filming later that evening pleased to see you’d arrived. He greeted you like always with a long embrace and a kiss just as nice. However, it didn’t feel quite right. Something was off. And as the evening progressed it became very clear to Chris that something was very off. You didn’t seem as happy about being in DC like he’d thought. Normally whenever you’d come see him during filming it was the greatest thing in the world because it was something you both looked forward to and enjoyed immensely. But this time something was up.
So, watching you from across the room, Chris decided he needed to take action.
“Why the sour face?”
“Shut up.”
Chris couldn’t help snickering a bit at your remark.
“Ohh. Now, I know someone’s in a sour mood.”
You hid your face in your pillow. You felt the bed dip and became aware of his presence next to you on the bed. You could feel Chris’ hand on your lower back rubbing it softly.
“C'mon, bubs…talk to me”
“You’re gonna laugh at me”
“Nah, of you? Never.”
You rolled over on your side facing Chris. Face still nestled in the pillow.
“I saw the pictures and videos from set today.”
“Oh.”
“It’s just -”
“Work.”
“I know! But still - not the greatest thing to wake up to seeing your boyfriend making out with someone else on a freaking boardwalk. Looking all loved up. I mean, you look like this amazing power-couple. And I know that you got great chemistry from filming ‘Knives out’ and then she couldn’t even keep her hands off you. So forgive me for feeling a bit put off-”
You watched Chris scrunch his face trying to refrain from laughing. You sat up pulling the pillow with you, planting several pillow-punches towards Chris
“See!? You said you wouldn’t laugh… Asshole.”
“Babe, I’m sorry I just find it hard to believe that you’d be jealous of Ana.”
“Oh!? Well sure, why wouldn’t I be jealous of someone so gorgeous, funny, smart, pretty, body like -”
“Y/N, seriously”
“Yeah, seriously. Of course, I’m jealous and -”
You took a deep breath as you stared down at your hands folded under the pillow. You didn’t dare to look at Chris as the truth crept up on you. Your cheeks felt warm and you pondered whether or not to tell him the entirety of the situation.
“I’m not like her or any other Hollywood star…I’m just plain old me. Nothing special or anything over the top.”
“Y/N…”
“Chris, you could have anyone and- Yes, maybe it comes off as jealousy but… Sometimes I don’t know if I’m good enough for you or even worthy of your love. I’m just me.”
“Don’t be stoopid.”
You let out a small scoff at your boyfriend hearing his Bostonian accent come out. You glanced at him quickly before averting your attention elsewhere.
But he saw it that very second. Chris’ face softened as he saw the look on your face.
You hid your face in your pillow once more feeling embarrassed, upset and now ‘stoopid’.
“Hey, look at me please.”
Face still closely nestled in the pillow, you turned your head so you could look at him. You saw there was no goofy smile or grin. He looked very serious. His blue eyes piercing into yours.
Chris laid down, on his side facing you.
“You’re not enough-”
Your eyes turned glossy the second he said the words.
“- You’re everything and so much…so much more than enough.”
You let out small gasp not realizing you’d been holding your breath. Chris snuggled closer to you, taking your hands in his. He pulled your hands to him, pressing soft kisses on the back of your hands. Your eyes welled up at his words and the gesture.
“You’re right… You’re just you. And ‘just’ you is what it is. It’s the woman that I fell in love with. That is everything that I want. I don’t want anybody else. Why on earth would I want someone else?”
You couldn’t help the watery laugh coming from you. Chris leaned down, kissing your forehead before pressing a long, soft kiss on your lips. You melted into the kiss inching closer to him. Chris wrapped his arms around you pulling you even closer. You felt him caressing your back as you buried your face in the crook of his neck breathing in his scent.
“I love you.”
He whispered in your ear holding you close. You could see and feel the love Chris felt for you.
Summary: The best cure for insomnia = Chris Trigger Warnings : Strong mature content. SMUT. Language ! Word Count : 1,455
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You’d been downplaying it. As you got in bed, the first hour or so, you hadn’t been able to settle down and fall asleep. Chris noticed it but you kept saying it was nothing. You told him to go to sleep.
Now, you were lying in bed looking over at Chris who was still sound asleep. You didn’t want to wake him up. But you’d been awake for several hours now, nowhere near getting some sleep. You had tried meditative music, walking around downstairs hoping to tire yourself… Nothing helped. Nothing worked.
There was one thing that always helped you fall right asleep… Well, several things could help you fall asleep.
Summary: The best cure for insomnia = Chris Trigger Warnings : Strong mature content. SMUT. Language ! Word Count : 1,455
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You’d been downplaying it. As you got in bed, the first hour or so, you hadn’t been able to settle down and fall asleep. Chris noticed it but you kept saying it was nothing. You told him to go to sleep.
Now, you were lying in bed looking over at Chris who was still sound asleep. You didn’t want to wake him up. But you’d been awake for several hours now, nowhere near getting some sleep. You had tried meditative music, walking around downstairs hoping to tire yourself… Nothing helped. Nothing worked.
There was one thing that always helped you fall right asleep… Well, several things could help you fall asleep.
Him. His body. His touch. Him. His embrace. His love. Him. His cock. His arms. Him. Specifically his cock.
After some good fucking it always put you right to sleep. Or a great orgasm.
The more you thought about it the more desperate you got. You could make out the outline of his entire body as he laid there next to you oblivious to you and your mind.
You considered bringing out your little vibrator to relieve yourself. But that would wake him up and you knew he needed his sleep having started filming. You didn’t want to bother him with your neediness.
Then you rolled onto your side a bit further away from his sleeping form. Your hand crept below the covers and down your panties. You began circling your clit, slow strokes. You’d gotten a bit wet from earlier when looking at Chris and thinking about him.
Closing your eyes, you started fantasizing about you and Chris. Your hand worked well but after some minutes… nothing happened. You couldn’t make yourself come.
You grew even more desperate.
You spit in your hand trying to see if you needed more lubrication. Nothing. Your changed patterns. Nothing. Speed. Nothing. Pressure. Nothing.
You let out a hiss of frustration. You tried flicking yourself down there. Chris had done it before where it sent a spark through you. Now, as you tried copying him, nothing happens. Absolutely fucking nothing.
You glanced over your shoulder looking at Chris who seemed to be sleeping still. You were surprised that you hadn’t woken him up considering who you’d been squirming and wiggling.
You tried once more, your hand growing tired and your willpower giving up.
“Do you need a hand?” His voice was hoarse from sleeping.
Your body shook and then stilled, startled by Chris. You slowly arched your neck, locking eyes with him.
“How long have you been awake?” Your own voice was timid and dry.
“Long enough.”
Shame and embarrassment filled you as he stared at you. His blue eyes pierced into yours in the almost dark room. You wanted to die…. But most importantly you wanted to come preferably before dying due to acting like a shameless hoe.
“So, does my girl need a hand?”
“Yes…”
You looked elsewhere trying to avoid his eyes.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, please.”
“Good girl.”
You moaned at his words and instantly you were pinned underneath him. He hovered over you as he pulled down your panties completely. You were already squirming and panting in anticipation.
“So desperate… so needy.”
Your thighs trembled as one hand disappeared between your bodies. Your legs went around his waist. You sucked in a sharp inhale as his large hand cupped your sex shortly followed by his thumb grazing your clit. And just like that…You were getting wetter by the seconds. The moment from when he touched you. He dragged his fingers up and down your wet folds.
“You want to come?”
“Yess, please”
“Hmmm… Saw how you practically dry-humped the bed like some dumb girl.”
You let out a soft cry as he continued to tease you.
“I couldn’t- couldn’t fall asleep. An- an orgasm normally helps.”
“Yeah, I know… - You should’ve asked me for help.”
“Mhmm…”
You let out a soft wail as he studied you whilst grazing your waiting and desperate core.
“Hmm, so why didn’t you ask?” Your moan turned into a groan as he slowed down his hand.
You whined like the pathetic horny bitch you were. You tried urging him on, grabbing his hand only to have your hands pulled up above your head. Chris held onto your wrists with one hand while the other supported his weight.
“No, no, no. If you had done the right thing and been the good girl I know you can be, you would’ve said…”
“Chris!”
You tried rolling your hips against him in vain. He wouldn’t budge.
“Ah ah, not what I was looking for.”
Chris let go of your hands but gave you a look that told you to keep them above your head still.
The hand slowly moved down towards your aching core.
“What were you going to say then?”
“Please, fuck me. Help me fall asleep-OH, God!”
He began fucking you with his thick finger.
“Yes… what else?”
Chris placed kisses in the column of your neck as you continued squirming underneath him.
“Chris, I need you to Fuck me-”
“Hmmm, that’s good…and yet you didn’t?”
You whined… he was now torturing you slowly.
“I’m sorry… I didn’t want to burden you.”
“Hmm.”
Chris quickened his movements making you moan.
“Hey, look at me.”
You opened your eyes, finding him staring at you.
“You’re never a burden to me…Do you hear me?”
“Mhm-OH.”
You tried focusing which became harder and harder as you were inching closer to your climax.
Chris replaced his wet fingers with his throbbing cock. He slid right in. Your heat welcomed the lovely intrusion. Like always. ‘Oh mother of God, he just slipped right in.’
Your hands went around his neck holding onto him as he moved inside you. Precise and smooth movements. You shudder as one of his hands dips down between the two of you, finding your clit. He kept thrusting in and out keeping a steady rhythm. He kissed you, taking your breath away. You moaned into his mouth as his tongue sought out yours. It was a battle of dominance that you were more than willing to lose.
You were seeing stars. He sped up as you started quivering underneath him. Your walls gripped him ever so tightly. You were close.
You came with loud moans of pleasure. You felt tears pricking your eyes finally having reached your much needed climax. Chris kept lazily thrusting trying to squeeze every last bit of your orgasm out. You clenched around him making him hiss. Chris collapsed on top of you, face in the crook of your neck kissing the soft skin. He felt your heart beating wildly in your chest. You felt him caress the side of your face as you came down from your high. You felt tingly all over.
Afterwards, Chris stayed where he was. He moved slightly so you could both lie comfortably. Tangled up with each other. He did however stay inside you, softening cock inside your vagina.
“I think I’ll stay right here…Hmm?”
You softly let out a hum in agreement. One leg was thrown across his hip as the other plopped down against the mattress.
Cockwarmning was something you both very much enjoyed. No secret about that.
Chris couldn’t help but gaze at your naked form before him. Your hair was surprisingly not that messed up from his hand rummaging through it moments earlier. There was a small layer of sweat coating your skin. Your lips, puffy from kissing him. Your head turned a bit sideways from where his head was. You looked blissful.
You were blissful in that moment. Well and thoroughly fucked. You were filled with his warm seed that was safely nestled inside you.
Yes, this was what you needed. The best and most wanted remedy for insomnia. ‘God yes, this was it’ you thought in your haze. You could feel yourself slipping further into a light slumber.
Chris moved again bringing you with him so that he was on his back and you were lying halfway on top of him. Still connected. Still heavenly connected. You let out a small whine but cuddled up to him. One hand drew patterns on your bare back.
“Y/N.”
You lifted your head slightly so you could look at him before falling asleep.
“I meant what I said… - There’s nothing that you could ever do or say that would bother me- You’re never going to be a burden to me. Okay?”
He grabbed your chin with his one hand.
“Mmm, okay.”
“Okay?”
You hummed.
Chris placed a kiss on your lips which you reciprocated gladly. He tugged you even closer as he gave you one last long kiss.
Summary: Something that shouldn’t be cute but really is the cutest ever.
Word count : 440 (SHORT)
Trigger warnings : None? Language, use of a few swear words. Other than that = FLUFF for the win!
Another note til you all
I haven’t posted or written much lately. I’ve been very much off Tumblr and only read stuff here rather than actively posting… Life’s been hard recently and I’ve needed some time off dealing with a lot. Grieving is a hard and long process but I’ve always used creative writing as an outlet and now I’m hoping to return to that.
Hopefully, there’s still people out there willing to continue reading my work.
Thanks a lot. ❤
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“C'mon, honey it’s cute as hell and you know it.”
You narrow your eyes at your proud looking boyfriend. He seems pretty happy about it. No shame at all.
“No, Chris. It’s not really cute if you think about it.”
Summary: Something that shouldn’t be cute but really is the cutest ever.
Word count : 440 (SHORT)
Trigger warnings : None? Language, use of a few swear words. Other than that = FLUFF for the win!
Another note til you all
I haven’t posted or written much lately. I’ve been very much off Tumblr and only read stuff here rather than actively posting… Life’s been hard recently and I’ve needed some time off dealing with a lot. Grieving is a hard and long process but I’ve always used creative writing as an outlet and now I’m hoping to return to that.
Hopefully, there’s still people out there willing to continue reading my work.
Thanks a lot. ❤
Author Note :
I do NOT give permission for my work to be re-posted, translated, or published on other sites than on my Tumblr. Comments, likes and reblogs are however much appreciated and humbly welcomed.
While you’re here :
Feel free to check out my other stories. Here —> Master List.
“C'mon, honey it’s cute as hell and you know it.”
You narrow your eyes at your proud looking boyfriend. He seems pretty happy about it. No shame at all.
“No, Chris. It’s not really cute if you think about it.”
“Aww, you loved the movie?”
“Yes, the movie where it was animated and almost cute-ish but this-”
“Y/N. You wikeit. I know it.”
“It’s just wrong but- I told you to get something cool and sweet and then this is what you do?”
“What’s so wrong about this?”
“This is the last time that I let you be in charge of costumes.”
“Y/N.”
You point to him while continuing.
“You’re nicely dressed up and then there’s these two.”
“What?”
You looked down at dodger who wiggled his tail happily next to Chris not a care in the world.
“Chris, they’re dressed up as rats!?”
“Babe! Cute rats, tho.”
Chris grinned at you, holding your almost 1 year old son in his arms. Brady, only giggled as Chris blew air on his belly making the boy squeal. He made grabby hands in your direction.
“Ain’t this the cutest rat you’ve ever seen?”
Seeing all of your boys this happy, you couldn’t fight the smile forming.
“I suppose you’re right about that.”
“But I’m serious, this is the last time that you get to dress my babies as rats.”
“Fine.”
You snapped plenty of pictures for both yours and Chris’ family knowing that they’d love them.
“Oh, wait! There’s more.”
You squint your eyes at him in confusion.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, honey - you didn’t think I forgot about you?”
“if you think I’ll be dressing up as a rat then you’re mistaken.”
“No, no. I got something else in mind. It’s on the dresser.”
You walked back into your shared bedroom where your costume was laid on top of the dresser.
‘He’s dead.’
A while later…
“Ayy, look at mommy. Doesn’t she look good?”
Brady let out some happy babbles.
“Really, Chris?”
“Yeah! It completes the whole thing.”
You shot him a look yet a smile on your face.
“I don’t know if I would more rather be dressed up as a rat than this. I feel-”
“Super cuteeee just like the rest of us.”
You managed to snap some group pictures of the four of you. It did look good. Oddly enough.
“But I still think you would’ve made a damn good looking rat.”
You slapped his bicep with your toy spoon.
“Don’t be cute.”
“Can’t. It’s in my genes.”
He smiled cheeky at you before pointing to your son who looked just as cute and happy.
(** The pics are what I pictured in my head when I wrote it. It’s hella cute tho.**) AND just imagine Dodger in a rat costume as well.
Summary : Reader being less affectionate towards him. He thinks he’s in trouble. Maybe, he is or is about to?
Warnings : Use of one curse word.
Word count : 790 ish
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Chris was on edge. It wasn’t right. ‘How could you just sit there, like that?’ You were absent-minded, staring out the window as the car softly hummed. He was biting his tongue trying not to say anything.
However he couldn’t take it anymore, any longer when he saw how you scooted further away and curled up into yourself.
“Alright, are we going to talk about this?”
You slowly turned facing Chris, unfazed.
“About what?”
“That thing that’s clearly bothering you. Cos something is wrong.”
Summary : Reader being less affectionate towards him. He thinks he’s in trouble. Maybe, he is or is about to?
Warnings : Use of one curse word.
Word count : 790 ish
Author Note :
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Chris was on edge. It wasn’t right. ‘How could you just sit there, like that?’ You were absent-minded, staring out the window as the car softly hummed. He was biting his tongue trying not to say anything.
However he couldn’t take it anymore, any longer when he saw how you scooted further away and curled up into yourself.
“Alright, are we going to talk about this?”
You slowly turned facing Chris, unfazed.
“About what?”
“That thing that’s clearly bothering you. Cos something is wrong.”
You glance at him.
“Nothing is wrong? Should there be something wrong?”
Chris gave you a sideways look as he drove.
“You tell me.”
There was a moment of silence. You remained quiet.
“Y/N.”
“What?”
“Did I do something to upset you or make you mad?”
“Do I seem mad or upset?”
“Well… No not really but I know something is off because-”
You shake your head a bit still not following your boyfriend.
“Y/N, we’ve been driving for like 40 minutes and you’re just sitting there quietly… Silent and-”
“Am I not allowed to do that? Enjoy some peace and quiet?”
“We don’t do that.”
You quirk your eyebrows at him, now completely lost.
“We don’t what? Know how to be quiet?”
“Yeah, we’re the exact opposite, Y/N. We’re a loud couple.”
You let out a small hum.
“Okayyy, well maybe all the more reason why I might enjoy me some quiet time.”
“Okay but if it’s only that… I just feel like there’s something wrong.”
“Chris, there’s nothing wrong. We’re fine, you’re fine and I’m fine. Okay?”
“Okay.”
Chris wasn’t convinced.
“But still, okay the peace and quiet I sort of get but you haven’t touched me once since we got in the car.”
You turn so you can face him a little better, questionable look on your face.
“What?”
“You’re normally way more affectionate when we’re driving. You’re always somehow touching me.”
“Ookay, then maybe I’m just not in the affectionate mood today and would just like to sit here enjoying the ride while being content.”
“Bull, we’re an affectionate couple, always have been. Which I dig, obviously.”
You can’t help but narrow your eyes a bit at him.
“You seem to have many opinions on what we are as a couple.”
“And I’m right.”
“What-okay, whatever you say, Chris. It’s nothing. I’m just tired and just want to sit back and relax for the rest of the ride.”
Chris glanced over at your form. You were curling up on the seat.
“Y/N.”
“Chris. For the last time, nothing is wrong and I’m- okay, feeling content right now.”
“Content?”
“Yes, exactly.”
“But if that was true, I’m pretty sure that you’d be touching me either your hand on my thigh or on my arm like usually.”
“God, Chris. Please, we’re fine. Okay, I love you. -”
You reached over placing a chaste kiss on his cheek before settling in, trying to get comfortable.
“Now - Let’s just chill.”
Chris wanted to. He wanted nothing more but… He squirmed in his seat.
“Are you kidding me!? I can feel your eyes piercing into my skin.”
“Honey, it’s just-”
“Didn’t we just park this conversation?”
“You did.”
“Chris, please… Can we not?”
“I’m just saying that if everything truly was great and everything- then you’d be curled up to me, touching me somehow and you’re not-”
“Oh my God, is that what it’ll take for you to shut up?”
“What?”
“If I put my hand on your thigh will you kindly let me relax and enjoy the rest of ride in peace and quiet?”
“Yes.”
Chris was dead serious. He answered promptly.
“Okay, then I’ll do that then.”
“Great.”
Chris was grinning at you.
“Great!”
You huff out loud.
“I swear if you say one more -”
“Just do it.”
You scooted closer so that you could reach your left hand out and place it on his strong and firm thigh.
“There! Are you happy now?”
“Very.”
You rolled your eyes a bit and leaned your head backwards resting your eyes. You felt Chris’ larger hand covering yours gripping it firmly.
“You’re a piece of work, you know that?”
You look at him, catching his sheepish smile. Chris brings your hand to his lips, kissing the back of your hand.
“And just think, you could’ve saved yourself a whole lot of time and trouble if you’d just given me your hand to begin with.”
Chris rubbed the back of your hand that was now placed back on the top of his thigh. On its rightful place.
“You little…”
You grumbled under your breath. Still, you couldn’t stop the small smile on your lips as he gripped your hand tighter in his.
Summary: Chris appearing on Jimmy Fallon. To talk about his latest movie among other things.
Warnings: None. Just fluffy AF.
Word Count : 1,115
Author Note :
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“Chris Evans, ladies and gentlemen.”
Jimmy’s voice and the sound of clapping snaps Chris out of his thoughts. Chris smiles as he walks out waving at the audience in the studio.
The two men shake hands and sit down. Chris takes a sip of his water the second he’s seated.
“My man, you look great and well rested.”
“Thank you. Surprisingly so?”
The two laugh.
“So, how’s the family?”
“Oh, they’re great. Doing really well.”
“How old are your daughters again?”
“Rosie’s four years old and Addie’s two years old now.”
A picture of Chris and your kids flash on the screen behind them. The crowd goes ‘Awwwe’.
“That must be nice having 150-200 people go, ‘awww’ about your kids.”
“Yeah, it is. Mostly it’s just me and my wife doing that. So that’s nice to hear someone else doing that for a change.”
“How’s the little lady?”
“Also doing good, really good. She’s juggling those two-”
“They’re giving you a hard time?”
“No, not really but they’re real- they’re very clear about what they both want and especially what they don’t want. What they like and don’t like.”
Jimmy grins already excited about further explanation.
“Rose has always been a characteristic little girl, which she takes after the both of us I think. Mostly Y/N, I’d say.”
The audience laughs at that.
“I brought a video just to show what I mean.”
The video clip:
Rosie’s sprawled out on the floor. Dodger is lying next to her.
“Honey, you want two or three tomatoes?”
Rosie didn’t answer and Chris walked into the living room looking down at his oldest daughter.
“Rose?”
“I’m done.”
“Done with what, bub?”
Rosie vaguely motions around.
“Every thing.”
Chris chuckles and says
“You really are your mother’s daughter.”
Both Chris’ and your laughter is heard in the background.
End of video clip:
The audience and Jimmy are all laughing.
“So, Rose’s is charismatic, I can tell.”
“Y/N, was actually taking a picture of Rosie on the floor and then she just filmed it. Fortunately for us. I’m happy we got that on video. Never have I ever met a child like Rose. I mean, the first time she tasted a french fry, she did this sassy wiggle dance in her highchair and looked like she was about to pass out from happiness. She looked like me after a night out and then coming home to ‘pig out’.”
“Other than a little sass, she seems so great.”
The two fathers share a heartfelt smile.
“Oh, they both are. So amazing. They’re both ‘daddy’s girls’ unfortunately for my wife.”
“Ahh, I see. The same at my house.”
“The wives aren’t so thrilled about it.”
“Yeah, oddly enough no, not my biggest fan. I get it, I mean Y/N carried both girls for 9 months and went over her due-date both times and had two hard and actually difficult labors…I mean she did all of the heavy lifting, truly and I applaud her for that! Then we welcomed the kids and both their first words were ‘dadda’, so I get why Y/N sometimes wants to strangle me.”
Jimmy laughs and sips his own mug listening to Chris’ story.
“To be fair, Addie’s first word was actually ‘bobba’ probably from hearing my calling Dodger bubba all the time and then she learned to say momma.”
“Aww, so cute.”
“Yeah, I’m lucky. A lucky man who has it all.”
“So, ‘Mr. Has it all’, tell how it was filming ‘The Gray Man’…”
“Also amazing-…”
Later, at home.
“Hi! Anybody home?”
Small footsteps and paws on the floor, came in hot. Both Rosie and Addie tumbles down the hall from the sound of their daddy’s voice. Rosie and Addie dressed in their swimwear.
“Daddy!”
Chris kneels down scooping up both girls into his arms and proceeds walking further into his home.
“Y/N?”
“Out here.”
Chris follows the sound of your voice. You’re sitting outside reading on your Ipad, feet propped up on the lounge chair. Chris leans down pressing a kiss to your lips as both girls squeals.
“Daddy no!”
“What? Daddy can’t kiss mommy?”
“Nooo, swim with us.”
“Baby, it’s too cold for that.”
“No, we heat the pool.”
Chris looks down at you for an explanation. He then kneels down again, setting both girls down. Addie whimpers and clung to her father not wanting to let go. Rosie walks around the pool keeping a good amount of distance from the edge which she’d been instructed to do.
“They wanted to swim.”
“Y/N.”
You shrug your shoulders as Chris sits down next to you, still holding Addie who hid her face in the crook of his neck.
“Both Rosie and Addie threw a fit until I helped them change into their swimwear- and then I promised daddy would take care of it.”
Chris raises an eyebrow at you. Your sheepish smile melts his heart.
“Did you know?”
“Yeah, I ain’t going swimming anytime soon. Despite the fact that I may as well be a whale right now.”
Chris chuckles at your comment.
“You’re beautiful.”
With the arm that isn’t wrapped around Addie, he gently runs his hand over your swollen belly.
“Glad you think so. Remember that when I hit the 9 month mark.”
Chris only smiles at you. He reaches down pressing a kiss to your belly making your heart swoon. Addie turns in his arms looking at her mother’s belly too. With her small hands, she cradles the belly too.
“Baby.”
“Yeah, there’s a baby in there.”
Addie’s eyes go wide each time they talk about the baby.
You lean over smooching your youngest daughter’s cheek making her giggle.
“Yeah, what do you think it’ll be? A girl or a boy?”
“A girl.”
Addie wiggles in her dad’s arms and he sets her down. She sits on the mat next to the chair where some of the girls’ toys are. Both parents keep a close eye on her and the older girl who runs over shortly after. Rosie shows her Winnie the Pooh, stuffy to her parents proudly. Like they never had seen that very stuffed bear before in the lives. Wide and happy smiles.
“One more girl, huh? Talk about being outnumbered severely.”
“I wouldn’t mind another girl.”
You let out a breathless laugh and raised your hand.
“I would. I mean, imagine three teenage girls. Like Rosie is already teaching Addie how to act out.”
“What do you mean?”
“Who do you think orchestrated the hissy fit they had today?”
“Ohh.”
The parents share an exhausted but heartwarming laugh together.
“Well, maybe this one will be less sassy?”
“Oh please, like that’ll ever happen. Have you met me?”
Summary: You and Chris moving in together. You have to sort through your stuff. You come across something old, something you wrote years ago. You aren’t the only one who discovers what you’d been hiding.
Warnings: Language ! Smutty cont implied. Explicit.
Word count :2,255
**The idea came to me and I sort of just went with it. Also the pic, his facial expression is what I imagined so let’s all pretend it’s not a Ipad but a Laptop. That last line in the fic, goes out to all of the amazing writers here on Tumblr. You all amaze me. I hope you enjoy it. **
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While Chris packed up the kitchen, you moved on to your small study where you found your old notebooks from your teenage years and much more.
Time must’ve flown as you sat on the floor engrossed in some old story you wrote.
“Babe, at this rate it’ll take us forever to get done.”
You look up from the page, Chris stood by the door arms crossed but smiling at you.
“Sorry- I just found something from my high school. God, I can’t believe I won a contest with this. Luckily, my writings gotten better over the years.”
You continued to pack your stuff in the study. Most of the stuff was going to be donated or given away. Chris had made room for you in his- soon to be your office.
Suddenly you came across your old laptop. You were sure it had been thrown out. All excited and happy, you tried turning it on. Surprisingly it worked. You came across old documents and files from high school and college among family photos. You made sure to back everything up.
You ventured into your internet browser. You found your old WattPad and Tumblr user. You’d almost forgotten about that. For many years you wrote a lot of fiction and- … fanfiction. Reader insert fanfiction. You went through a quick and very brief Twilight phase and luckily your taste improved a whole lot. You wrote a bit Harry Potter and shortly dived into Marvel and DC which was a slip and slide into Actors x readers. You clicked on your old ‘Master list’.
“Hey, you about done in here?”
You closed the laptop promptly as Chris walked in.
“Yeah, I just found my old laptop and I wanted to save some old files and pictures- Something from a creative writing workshop.”
Chris squinted his eyes at you.
“That why you slammed the laptop closed? Cos of some writing?”
“Ahh yeah…- You need help in the kitchen?”
“Nah, almost done. Came looking for the tape.”
You slid the tape across the floorboards.
“Thanks. Are you hungry? I was thinking when you’re done here, we could order some pizza.”
“Yeah, actually- I can go down and get it. I should order one last Pizza from Sal’s pizza and pasta while I got the chance.”
You asked him about his order despite already knowing what he wanted. You grabbed your purse and keys.
You pulled Chris into a chaste kiss before leaving. You let out a soft hum against his lips feeling content. Chris caressed your cheek as you pulled away.
“See you in a bit.”
Silence filled the apartment. Chris went to finish the last box in the kitchen but curiosity nagged him. He couldn’t help but wonder what you’d been so desperately trying to hide on your laptop. ‘No, respect each other’s privacy.’
But then again, you told each other basically everything. ‘Didn’t you?’ he thought so. Chris walked back and forth between the kitchen and the study while trying to talk himself down. ‘Y/N, loves me and couldn’t possibly get mad at me for this seeing how we have full transparency and no secrets.’ Therefore, it shouldn’t be a problem if he snuck a little peak on your laptop. He eyed the laptop about 20 times before he let out a groan and marched into the study.
Chris sat down in your chair. ‘Nice and comfy- gotta keep this baby’ anyhow- Chris opened the laptop. There was no password. Chris was sort of expecting this to be your ‘naughty laptop’. You’d mentioned once a while back, that you had a separate laptop for certain things like porn which you would never surf on your daily and current laptop. You were paranoid and odd like that. Another thing you’d shared with him.
Chris saw several documents that he assumed were from school. His eyes danced across the screen. Then something caught his eye. Tumblr. Chris clicked on the site. It was a dashboard, your Tumblr user’s dashboard. Intrigued and curious, Chris clicked on ‘Master list’. At first, he’d thought it would be a place where you posted your original stories and such but he was surprised about this discovery. There was soooo much stuff. What caught his eye as he scrolled down, was ‘Actors x readers’.
Chris knew enough about Tumblr to know -sort of- what the platform was used for. Often he had heard a lot of people talking about it. He’d never really explored it until now that is.
Chris clicked again, and found something he hadn’t seen coming. ‘Chris Evans x reader’, there must’ve been about 20+ stories about ‘him’?
‘Well this calls for further investigation.’ Chris clicked on one of the stories. The first many stories were soft, sweet and cuddly like you were. As he scrolled further down, his eyes went wide. ‘Chris Evans x reader, SMUT’, dying to know what you’d written, he clicked on the story. As he read, his eyes got bigger and bigger. This was straight up filthy, dirty, sexy and core-shocking. Yes, Chris knew you were great with words and you were no shy girl when it came to some heavy sexting but this- ‘Damn,’ was all he could say. Sucking it all in, he read on.
You balanced the pizza boxes as you entered your soon to be old apartment. You placed the pizza on the kitchen counter and took off your jacket.
“Hey, sorry for the long wait. They mixed up some of the order but I got a butt-load of garlic bread as compensation and- OMG, what are you doing?”
Chris leaned back, hands behind his head, looking at you, wide-eyed in the doorway. You saw your laptop perched on his lap. God knows, he wasn’t playing Sims on that thing.
“Well, this is certainly some creative writing, sweetheart.”
You looked down, fiddling with your hands.
“How much have you read?”
“I read most of the ones featuring me- I glanced at the Marvel stuff too, and wasn’t a fan of the fics with Henry Cavill.”
Chris chuckled at you as your wide eyes locked with his. He then placed the laptop on the desk, and motioned for you to join him. You hang your head low wishing God would swoop down and have mercy on your soul. Chris called your name and reached a hand out for you. Slowly, you walked to him. Chris patted his thigh, you sat so both your legs were on one side of his.
“Y/N, I’m not mad or offended or anything…Actually flattered and-”
“I wrote those years ago and I wasn’t really all that social and- Wait, you’re not mad?”
“No, not at all…Maybe that you seemed to have had an infatuation with Henry Cavill as well but I can live with it. I had more stories if I’m not mistaken.”
You look up from your folded hands. There’s no signs of anger, disgust, disdain or anything like that. If anything he looks amused and unbothered.
“I feel like such a creep, Chris.”
“Why?”
“Because, I wrote them about you and you reading them wasn’t a part of my plan. It was meant to entertain other ‘thirsty CE fans/readers… - Not you, now I just feel dirty and kinda cheap.”
“Honey, writing wise what I read was really good. Not just saying that because I’m in it but they were good.”
“You think so?”
“Yeah.”
“Really?”
“Really, really.”
Chris smiled as you lifted your head, no longer sad or worried. Chris leaned forward while balancing on his chest, you did the same. It was barely a peck on the lips before you flicked him hard right on his forehead.
“Dammit, what was that for?”
“What were you doing on my computer in the first place?”
You narrowed your eyes at him leaning back. Chris offered a sheepish smile.
“What? I’m sorry, I was curious.”
“You do know what curiosity did to the cat, right?”
Chris wrapped his arms around your waist holding you.
“I do yeah- but judging from your writing, killing me isn’t your style. - No, maybe whippingme,spankingme for being a naughty boy-”
“Screw you dude- Let me go.”
You tried wiggling your way out from his strong grip. Chris only laughed at your futile attempt. At last, you gave up leaning forward to rest your head in the crook of his neck. Chris rubbed your back as the laughter quieted down.
“I hate you.”
“I know.”
You let out a small hum.
“I’m sorry for snooping. Too nosey and curious for my own good.”
“And I’m apparently a thirsty whore on a laptop. So, sorry too.”
“Do not apologize for that. Ever. ”
You leaned back, Chris kissed your lips, cheeks and jaw. You gave him a small pat on the arm, signaling him to let you up. Not entirely willingly he did. The delicious smell of pizza filled his nostrils as he followed you.
You sat on the kitchen counter eating your pizza in a comfortable silence. Chris talked a bit about how the two of you could rearrange at home in regards to furniture. You disposed of the pizza boxes and cleaned up. Looking at Chris, You didn’t miss the way his lips quirked up every now and again.
“What?”
“There was one story, involved food-”
“Chris, no! You peaked and that is it. No more and never again, are we to discuss this.”
“Okayyy.”
There was silence after that. You walked through the living room and unfolded a moving box. Chris’ smooth voice startled you as it filled the room.
“‘She trembled in his hands, both his cum and hers dripping down her thighs. Chris tightened his hand around her throat- ‘ “
You leaped across the room, when Chris read out loud from the laptop. You placed the laptop in one of the boxes and turned around facing Chris.
“I will hurt you if you utter one more word.”
Chris tried hiding his smile as you stood with both hands on your hips, giving him ‘the stern and mad’ look. Chris raised his hands, surrendering. If only.
“Now, weren’t you the one who didn’t want this to take forever? - Then help me.”
You emptied your coffee table while Chris carried the boxes from the study into the living room, stacking them together. You stretched your arms above your head and arched your back.
“ ‘ You felt hot as Chris’ strong hands glided over your naked body. He looked up at you with lust in his eyes before looking down. Your cunt glistening from his previous and ‘far-from finished- feast-’ ”
You picked up one of the throw pillows and threw it at his stupid face. Chris laughed at your pathetic attempt. Whenever you were angry, you looked as angry as a kitten. He loved that. You clicked your tongue and crossed your arms.
“Fuck it, don’t bother packing the rest. I’ll stay here and die of humiliation. Thank you and please close the door on your way out.”
You threw yourself on the couch hiding your face in the cushions. You could hear Chris chuckling behind you, soon you felt the couch dip as he laid down next to you. His hand on your back instantly.
“You aren’t going to let this go anytime soon, are you?”
“Not likely- Y/N, I’m kidding… I’ll stop or I’ll try really hard to. Call it me being envious. I could never come up with any of that. Might I add, you normally do the majority of the sexting whilst I prefer facetime cause I ain’t good with words.”
You rolled over lying on your side facing him.
“That’s a lie. Your work with ASP?”
“Hon, that’s politics. Not hot stuff exactly.”
“I bet you could make it hot. You already are doing that. Fandom be thirsting and creaming for you.”
Chris’ eyes sparkled as a mischievous smile appeared on his face.
“Speaking of ‘creaming’, there was one fic-”
You slapped your hand across his lips, silencing him.
“I ought to beat you if you don’t shut up…”
Chris raised his eyebrows at you, muffled speaking from behind your hand.
“I think I got a whip from a bachelorette party I went to years ago.”
Chris’ eyes darkened a bit briefly but you saw it and he saw that you saw it. You felt his tongue on the inside of your palm. You removed your hand slowly as Chris pulled you closer, flipping you so that you were trapped and pinned down on the couch. Chris hummed as you shivered at his hand grazing your jean-clad pussy. He looked proud as he felt your hips bucking up against his own. A low growl vibrated from his chest.
“How about that?”
‘Hmm’
Chris leaned down pressing kisses by the corner of your mouth teasing you. More like torturing you. Your arms went around his neck holding him close to you. He smirked at you.
“I guess I ain’t opposed to that seeing how all of your creative writing got me all riled up earlier.”
It was safe to say that Chris was your biggest fan and reader of your work. You didn’t write fanfiction anymore and why would you when you had the real deal. There was no fantasy that this man would say no to. He was more than happy to fulfill them. And every once in a while, the two of you would explore some creative writing on Tumblr.
Summary: Reader’s an actress who’s appearing on the Late Late Show doing the Segment, Spill or fill your guts. What could possibly go wrong?
Word count: 1,190
Warnings: Language!
Author note:
I do NOT give permission for my work to be re-posted, translated, or published on other sites than on my Tumblr. Comments, likes and reblogs are however much appreciated and humbly welcomed.
You were almost at the end of your appearance on The Late Late show with James Corden. You had yet to eat. Your two previous question were tough but you dodged the horror of having to eat the bull penis and drink Cod sperm. There were two questions left.
‘You can do this.’, you thought to yourself, confidently.
“Y/N, throughout your career, you’ve had the pleasure and opportunity to kiss quite a few handsome fellas. Amongst them is Henry Cavill, Chris Evans, Tom Hiddleston, Sebastian Stan, Eric Dane and Bradley Cooper…”
‘No, you cannot do this.’ you quickly thought afterwards.
Summary: Reader’s an actress who’s appearing on the Late Late Show doing the Segment, Spill or fill your guts. What could possibly go wrong?
Word count: 1,190
Warnings: Language!
Author note:
I do NOT give permission for my work to be re-posted, translated, or published on other sites than on my Tumblr. Comments, likes and reblogs are however much appreciated and humbly welcomed.
You were almost at the end of your appearance on The Late Late show with James Corden. You had yet to eat. Your two previous question were tough but you dodged the horror of having to eat the bull penis and drink Cod sperm. There were two questions left.
‘You can do this.’, you thought to yourself, confidently.
“Y/N, throughout your career, you’ve had the pleasure and opportunity to kiss quite a few handsome fellas. Amongst them is Henry Cavill, Chris Evans, Tom Hiddleston, Sebastian Stan, Eric Dane and Bradley Cooper…”
‘No, you cannot do this.’ you quickly thought afterwards.
You were already dreading what came next looking down at the huge-ass cow tongue in front of you. It was just so intimidating and disgusting to look at. You swore that you could smell it from below you. ‘God, damn and hell.’ You’d never felt so dreadful about a possible question.
You were pretty sure that most of the viewers and or everyone else were anxious and eager to hear your answer. There had been much speculation about you and several of your co-stars. But mostly about you and Chris seeing how many times you just happened to be spotted around the same place.
You’d been spotted with both Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan on several occasions. Your Marvel character had been crushing on Steve Rogers only to be left heartbroken and then finding comfort and possibly love in Bucky Barnes. The comic books stated the love triangle between the characters.
Nevertheless, people were stoked to hear your love-life status. You weren’t sooo keen on telling the masses.
“Rank these kisses from best to worst… You gotta eat.. I know for a fact that you’re currently working with one if not two of those people right now… Imagine coming into work now.”
The audience ‘ooh-ed and ahh-ed’ whilst they waited for your response.
“If I don’t answer I eat this!”
“Yes, that’s the game… Chow down - Or you could Always answer the question.”
“Well this isn’t fair.”
“Yeah, nothing really is.”
You pondered for sooo long. James smirked at you waiting patiently as you poked the tongue with your fork.
“James, i can’t choose…I mean, my husband’s among them-”
The audience went wild at that and your stomach dropped.
“Husband?! Wait what did i miss?”
“Uh…Okay, I misspoke….Obviously-“
James looked at you curiously
"What I meant to say was.. I meant, my movie hubby. My on screen husband.”
Your breathy answer made James squint his eyes at you not quite believing it.
‘Time to work it’, you thought as you fiddled with your rings.
“I’ve been secretly working with Henry these last couple of months… It’s been on the down low and super tight knitted, the whole production… He’s my most recent and greatest husband… On screen.”
James looked like a child on Christmas Eve as you explained despite not believing your story 100%.
“Which I wasn’t supposed to say tonight or ever… Because the project has been a secret so far and my brain is just 'Henry, oh hubby of mine’ because we’ve been working with each other for a long time and been attached by the hip literally. I just got really used to calling him husband.”
“Uh uh - Okay, Y/N. If you say so… - Now how about ranking those lovely kissers? Or are you gonna go to town with the cow tongue?”
“Oh…GOD. OKay! This isn’t going to end well- Uhh, Henry Cavill, Tom Hiddleston, Bradley Cooper, -”
Later, after the show
“Remind me never to agree to that game…i don’t know what I was thinking. I know I only ate a grasshopper but still. Just the sight and the smell of all the other things amongst facing such shitty questions.”
“Sure… Also -”
You were preparing for the worst from your manager, Rue, at this point after the segment in the show.
“The studio has left voicemails about your little spoiler tonight. They aren’t exactly happy about it but I think I can handle it. Besides, Henry also texted you among others…”
“Oh God… I’ll reply in the car… He’s probably angry with me.”
“I wouldn’t worry about it.”
“Think so?”
Rue, gave you a crooked smile and tilted her head.
“Oh, well-….We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.”
‘Well, fuck me’, you thought.
“Now get home, I’m assuming he’s waiting for you.”
‘Oh crap’.
You got home. Of course, he was wide awake and waiting for you to come home.
“I’m sorry about tonight. It literally flew right out of me.”
“I figured as much.”
“You saw it?”
“Of course.”
‘OH, Crap indeed.’
“… Henry?”
There was a long pause.
“Texted me too… He’s saying that we owe him a night out with curry and a big Guinness. Sounds like he’s gonna smooth things over with the studio.”
You let out an exhale of relief. Quietly you plopped down next to him on the couch.
“Quick thinking on your part and Lucky for you that it was true. Henry’s and yours project.”
“I know. God, I really thought I was screwed.”
You felt his hands massaging your tense shoulders. You leaned into his touch. He pressed kisses along your neck coming up behind your ear.
“Good thing my wife’s such a talented actress.”
“Or I’m just that lucky…”
“Maybe a bit of both?”
There was a silence again. You enjoyed feeling his strong and firm hands rubbing your shoulders. You felt less tense every minute.
“So should I be offended that you ranked me among the bottom with the less fortunate kissers?”
You giggled, turning in his grip. Staring into those blue eyes that you loved oh so much.
“Well, I couldn’t exactly pick you as my top one. It’d be unethical and favoritism seeing as you’re my husband.”
Chris chuckled behind you, wrapping himself around you.
“The world doesn’t know that. So, technically speaking it wouldn’t be favoritism.”
“but I do… Besides Cavill and Hiddleston aren’t the worst people to be kissing if you know what I’m saying.”
You smirk at him, moving off the couch.
“Oh, you’re in big trouble.”
“Really?”
“Damn right, probably shouldn’t have said that.”
“Oh, yeah? What are you going to do about it?”
“I’ll spend the rest of the night proving that your husband’s is the best kisser.”
You grin, tugging on Chris’ hand pulling him closer to you. Your eyes sparked seeing the golden wedding band on his finger. It matched the one you wore around your neck. Chris followed your lead.
“Hmm, sounds riveting.”
“Damn, right. I’ll prove it to you even if it takes me all night.”
Chris suddenly grabbed your hips, pressing your back to his front. You could feel his want poking you in the back. It made you groan as he nipped the skin along your neck.
“Oh, the horror.”
You let out a small hearty laugh as Chris lead you towards your shared bedroom.
Yes, that night you spilled your guts and filled them a bit too. At least you could go home to your husband, the most amazing kisser who would gladly rearrange your guts.
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“Are you even listening to me?”
“Yeah… Sure.”
“Repeat what I just said.”
“No idea.”
“You just said that you were listening.”
“I am.”
Chris groaned and gave your thigh a small slap.
“What?”
Chris shook his head at you a little bit annoyed but also amused by you.
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“Are you even listening to me?”
“Yeah… Sure.”
“Repeat what I just said.”
“No idea.”
“You just said that you were listening.”
“I am.”
Chris groaned and gave your thigh a small slap.
“What?”
Chris shook his head at you a little bit annoyed but also amused by you.
“Honey, this is important.”
“I know.”
“So pay attention, please’”
“Okay.”
Chris grasped your chin in his hands as he pressed a kiss to your lips. He had only just pulled away when he uttered the words.
“Good girl.”
Chills went down your spine and you immediately felt hot especially down south.
“Now, be good and listen. I’ll go over it once more.”
“Mhmmm.”
Chris started talking about his new alarm system he had installed in his house.
It’s not like you were deliberately trying to misbehave or…. At least not intentionally. It’s just that- it’s hard to concentrate when Chris is talking to you. You couldn’t help yourself as you looked at him. The smallest things about him drove you mad. You adored his freckles, every one of them. You made a mental note to kiss them each day.
‘God, get a grip’ yeah? Not really, Chris was just something else when looking at him. As he continued talking about the details, your eyes wandered, taking in everything despite trying your best to listen.
You would get lost in his eyes as you pictured him hovering above you as he slammed into you again and again. His piercing blue eyes staring down at you as he took you apart.
You lost it completely when focusing on his mouth. That mouth brought you so much pressure. The way he could kiss you and bring you to your knees. How he would take one of your nippels into his mouth. Either it be small cat licks or suckling on them.
Nothing however beats the way he’d go down on you. Never had you experienced someone like him. He was insatiable when it came to eating you out. A relentless man. He made you cum so many times, edging you on to the brink of tears.
You also loved the color red on him. He looked good. Most colors suited him but red and blue was just sinful when decorating his body.
Your eyes moved down towards his groin area. Your mouth watered as your core throbbed. Your eyes flickered back as the sound of fingers snapping brought you back to reality.
“You didn’t hear a word I just said, did you?”
“Ehhh, the code is my name?”
“Cute - please try to keep up.”
You gave him your best doe-eyes and batted your eyelashes at him as you moved closer to him. Hands sliding down his chest to his thighs.
“I’m trying… It’s just so hard to concentrate when you look this good.”
“Y/N.”
You could hear the slight warning in his tone nevertheless he didn’t move to stop you as one of your hands cupped him through his pants.
“You’re just too distracting. I can’t help it.”
“You said you’d be good.”
“I am being very good.”
You placed lazy and sloppy kisses along his jaw down to his neck.
“You think this is how someone behaves well?”
“Mhmmm.”
Your hand rubbed him through his pants. You quickly felt him grow hard. Feeling pleased with yourself, you pressed your body closer to his. He leaned back against the wall next to the alarm panel now forgotten.
“What am I going to do about you?”
Leaning on your tiptoes, your teeth pulled on his earlobe.
“Anything you want.”
Chris grabbed your face with both hands and pulled you to him. Just as your lips were about to touch, he fisted his hand in your hair keeping the distance between you. A moan left your lips. Desperate to get closer, your hand dipped into his pants. You were just about to take him into your hand when he pulled on your hair. Hard.
“Tsk tsk… Only good girls get to touch.”
“Chris.”
A breathy and pathetic moan as you rubbed against him trying to relieve yourself from the aching.
“You haven’t been a good girl, have you?”
“…no.“
Once more, he tugged hard on your hair.
"Didn’t hear that. Wanna try again?”
“I haven’t been a good girl.”
“Why?”
Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as one of his hands cupped your sex. Instantly you tried grinding on his hand only to receive a smack on your ass.
“Now, tell me why.”
“Because I didn’t pay attention.”
“Why is that?”
“Because I’m a slut.”
“Yes. Whose?”
“Yours.”
You felt Chris’ chest vibrate as he let out a low growl. Chris rubbed you against your jeans, by now you were sure you’d already soaked through both your panties and jeans. You were a whimpering mess.
“So how do you plan to make it up to me?”
Your eyes shifted down to his now rock hard cock straining against his pants. He followed your eyes. Chris let out a low chuckle that sent chills down your spine.
“Oh no, baby. I don’t reward bad behavior.”
“Please. I’ll be good.”
“If only… Seems like I have to teach you a lesson.”
Before you knew it, you were hanging upside down slung over his shoulder. Your face dangling in front of his ass. Your eyes sparked as you reached to-
“I’d think twice before doing that… Or it’ll cost you 15 lashes.”
You didn’t dare to move as Chris walked towards his bedroom. Chris threw you on the bed and stood by the foot end of the bed looking down at you. So eager, so desperate and so willing. Reaching down into the bench, he pulled out a pair of cuffs and a whip.
“Now you remember this the next time I ask you to pay attention.”
“Yes.”
You got up, kneeling in front of him, extending your wrists to him. You felt the leather tip of the whip under your chin making you look up.
Summary: Chris’ sweaters….Just sweaters being stolen.
Warnings: Language. Implied smutty ending.
Word Count:865
Author note : I do NOT give permission for my work to be re-posted, translated, or published on other sites than on my Tumblr. Comments, likes and reblogs are however much appreciated and humbly welcomed.
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Chris didn’t mind it. You had a thing for his sweaters. You actually both had a thing for sweaters. You often wore his clothes but his sweaters were another thing. You would normally always ask if you could borrow one of his shirts or blouses before taking one. With the sweaters, not so much.
It wasn’t unusual for Chris to discover one of his many sweaters having disappeared from his closet. Then often you’d strut around his house wearing just the sweater that he was missing. No, he didn’t mind you wearing his sweaters. You did look good in his clothes, especially the sweaters.
Summary: Chris’ sweaters….Just sweaters being stolen.
Warnings: Language. Implied smutty ending.
Word Count:865
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Chris didn’t mind it. You had a thing for his sweaters. You actually both had a thing for sweaters. You often wore his clothes but his sweaters were another thing. You would normally always ask if you could borrow one of his shirts or blouses before taking one. With the sweaters, not so much.
It wasn’t unusual for Chris to discover one of his many sweaters having disappeared from his closet. Then often you’d strut around his house wearing just the sweater that he was missing. No, he didn’t mind you wearing his sweaters. You did look good in his clothes, especially the sweaters.
Something primal in Chris lit up each time you left the house wearing some of his clothes. He felt pride in knowing that you were flaunting your stuff but while wearing what was his. Anyone could see that it wasn’t your own clothes but someone else’. Meaning you were taken. Off limits. You were his as much as he was yours.
One Monday, you were about to leave for work when something caught his eye.
“What do you think you’re wearing?”
“A sweater?”
“Yes, that much is obvious… But whose sweater is that?”
You send him a coy smile playing with the hem of the white sweater.
“Yours?”
“And were you going to ask if you could borrow my favorite sweater before stalking off with it into the early morning?”
“… yes?”
Chris gestures to you, waiting.
“Can I please borrow the sweater?”
Chris smiles, dimples showing.
“Hmm.”
“Chris.”
“Come here… And ask me again.”
Chris motioned for you to come closer, patting his thigh. Instantly, You perched yourself down on his strong thighs. Your body molded into his like clockwork.
“Now, what were you going to ask me?”
“May I please -”
Chris cut you off before you could finish your sentence. His lips on yours. Your hands grabbed onto his face pulling him even closer. He smirked into the kiss, feeling your enthusiasm and vigor.
Finally, feeling pleased with himself, he pulled back from the kiss. His fingers tracing your delicious and now swollen lips.
You playfully nick one of his fingers. He let out a small groan. You looked dangerous like this. Hair in disarray which was his fault. His sweater that reached past your thighs and some stockings to go with it.
You coyly sucked on his thumb, enjoying how he squirmed underneath you.
“I take that as a yes?”
“Yes, it’s a yes… Of course.”
“Thank you, love.”
Chris kissed you deeply once more before you reluctantly got off him, needing to leave for work.
Another time, where you’d ‘stolen’ one of his sweaters. You were propped up on his bed, reading something on your laptop. Legs bare, and the sweater barely covered your sweet bottom. It must’ve ridden up at some point. Not that Chris had any plans of telling you. No, this was simply a sight to relish in.
Chris stopped in the doorway, taking in the sight of you in front of him.
“If I had known this about you, I would’ve given this thing a second thought.”
You didn’t look up from the laptop when you responded.
“What?”
“I didn’t know I was dating such a little thief.”
“Thief!? Excuse me?”
“Which one of us actually owns that sweater?”
“Which one of us has actually stolen this sweater from the costume department at their work?”
You had him there. You both knew it. Your little smirk let him know.
“I mean… I wouldn’t be walking around calling someone else a thief if I were an even bigger thief. That’s just dumb and if so then I believe I should reintroduce myself. I’m a kettle, you must be the pot?”
“Mhmmm.”
Chris crossed his arms in front of him.
“But if it bothers you so much… I’ll just take it off.”
You close your laptop and lean back, sitting on your haunches. Never breaking eye contact, you reach down, and slowly slip the sweater off your body. Chris’ mouth waters as he discovers that you’re almost completely naked underneath. Except for some skimpy panties he’d bought you. He felt his boxers tightening as he continued staring at your body.
You threw the sweater at him. Chris caught it easily. He could still smell your scent on it. The smell was both sweet and absolutely intoxicating.
“There…Are you happy now?”
“Very -You do seem cold, tho.”
Your nipples hard from the cold air. Still looking composed and cool, you leaned back, resting on your elbows still looking at Chris. Your legs slightly parted now, ever so inviting.
“It would seem so.”
“Can’t have my girl getting cold.”
“Care to help out? Seeing how it’s your fault that I’m now oh so cold.”
“Happy to.”
The sweater was quickly discarded on the floor and long forgotten as Chris made his way over to you. You spread your legs wider, welcoming his body as he laid down on top of you. You shivered as your nipples touched his firm chest. He had every intention of making sure that you didn’t get cold. It was safe to say that you were nowhere near getting cold that night.
Warnings: NSFW 18+ smut, there is small discussion of fighting, smidge of blood, there is sexual tension, dirty talk, sexy sex, swear words
Summary: Chris gets into a fight trying to defend your honor making you upset, and you get home and clean up his wounds, and he decides to make things up to you the way you like
Type: Series
Word Count: 1,521
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“You just had to fight that guy didn’t ya?” Asking Chris as you cleaned the wounds on his knuckles.
“He was messing with you.” He hissed when you rubbed an alcohol pad across the cuts. “Plus he was talking shit.”
“Chris that doesn’t actually give you a reason to fight him.” Arguing back as you threw the bloody pads into the trash.
“Nobody messes with my girl and gets away with it.” Hearing that had your heart swooning a little bit feeling honored in a way.
“You could have gotten hurt.” Scolding him as you were cleaning up the last bit of the marks on his hand.
“Please sweetheart he barely left a mark on me.” His tone cocky making you give him a stern face that he was making jokes.
“Well he could have.” Always having an answer for everything as you pushed back.
“Well he didn’t so I don’t know why you are so upset.” He really wasn’t getting why you were so upset frustrating you.
“You’re not understanding the point though Chris you shouldn’t be fighting at all.” This time you raised your voice a little bit.
“Y/N I’m sorry.” His voice sincere as he grabbed your hand in his.
Looking at his face you could tell that he was genuinely sorry for what he did. In all fairness he couldn’t stand someone talking bad about you, so he had to do something about it.
“Just please don’t do it again.” Pleading with him as he quickly pulled you onto his lap.
“I promise baby I won’t ever do it again.” His arms wrapped around your waist, with your legs on either side of him. “At least not in front of you.”
“Chris.” You exclaimed lightly smacking his chest making him laugh.
“I’m kidding baby.” He put his hands up in an innocent manner.
As you sat on his lap and Chris was looking up at you suddenly there was this thick tension in the room. Feeling a pressure between your legs as you lightly rocked back and forth. Unaware that you were turning him on, and causing him an erection.
It always amazed you how quickly this man could get horny just by the simplest things. A couple days ago you made him breakfast for dinner, and he tore your ass up in the kitchen. It didn’t take you much to turn him on.
“Hmmm.” He groaned as his eyes looked down to where you were sitting.
“What?” Asking shyly as you knew that look very well.
“I just want you so badly.” His hands moved to your backside gripping your cheeks in his palms as he massaged them.
Without saying a word you leaned forward, and placed your lips on his. He took that as a green light, and lifted you up keeping his hands right where they were. Squealing as he carried you right back into the bedroom.
Wrapping your hands into his hair as you tugged making him growl. Your panties by now were soaked in your arousal, and you couldn’t wait for him to rip them off of you.
Tossing you on the bed he immediately grabbed your pants, and pulled them down along with your panties. The cold breeze brushing against your folds making a shiver run up your spine.
Lifting your hands up to help him lift your shirt off. Your entire body on display for him licking his lips as he looked your figure up and down. Staring up at him as you waited for his next move. Moving your legs to wrap around his waist, and pull him closer.
“You want my cock is that it?” His tone mocking and teasing as he pressed his pelvis into yours. “Such a desperate little whore.”
“Please Chris.” Whining as you started to grind your hips up and down wiping your juices on his pants now.
Keeping your eyes on his as he pulled his shirt, and pants off kicking them to the side. Feeling your pussy clench as his cock slapped up against his stomach the tip red, and already leaking with cum.
“Gonna fuck you so hard baby.” Growling as he gripped his cock rubbing the tip up and down your folds making you moan. “What do you want Y/N?”
“You Chris.” Your answer wasn’t good enough as he raised his eyebrows for a more specific answer. “I want your cock Chris.”
“Oh fuck.” Groaning as he pushed his cock inside of you making you grip the sheets beneath you.
Keeping your mouth wide open as he moved his cock out slowly before shoving it sharply inside of you again. Your back arching off the bed with his swift movements. His hands gripping onto your hips as he slowly started thrusting.
“God you feel so amazing.” He leaned his head back watching the veins in his neck protruding out. “Wet little pussy all mine.”
Looking down to where you two were connected you watching in amazement as his thick cock disappeared inside of you. Your juices making it easier for him to thrust in and out of you. The noises your pussy was making had your cheeks, and ears heating up.
His eyes moved from your face to your chest. Watching as your breasts bounced up and down with each thrust. One of his hands moving to your chest gripping the lump of flesh in his hand squeezing it hard making you cry out.
“Stretch that tight cunt of yours around me.” His tone so dark and menacing it had you moaning. “Gotta fuck you more often don’t I?”
Leaning his head forward to attach his lips along your neck and collarbone. Sucking on the flesh making the blood rise to the surface leaving is mark. Licking the area as he slowed his thrusting down making you whimper.
Your hands gripped his back as he would sharply drill his cock deeper inside of you. Raking your nails down his back as he found your sweet spot within minutes. Curling your toes so hard your foot started to cramp up.
“God you feel so good wrapped around me sweetheart.” Lifting his upper half up so he could look down at your writhing body beneath him.
Mouth hanging open little tiny whimpers leaving your throat unable to make any other sounds. Becoming so overwhelmed with pleasure as his cock drilled straight into your pussy. Feeling your orgasm approaching you already knew you weren’t going to last much longer.
“Harder Chris please.” Begging him feeling your stomach tightening as you knew you were so close to release.
“You want harder baby?” Slowing down his thrusts on purpose making you whine like a baby. “Wanna hear you beg me to fuck you harder.”
“God Chris please fuck god fuck me harder.” Screaming out as you started to move your hips on your own to feel more of him. “Fuck me harder Chris please.”
“Wanna feel that pussy squeeze around my cock.” Lifting your legs so they were leaning against his shoulders as he started to pound his cock inside of you. “That’s a good girl.”
Feeling your legs shaking and trembling as he never slowed down. By now there was probably a puddle of your sweat mixed with juices that were coating the sheets. The smell of sex and lust filled the room and entered into your nostrils.
Your body was moving all over the place your legs feeling sore from the position they were in. Your entire body felt like it was in flames, and you knew you were close. The room was filled with your whimper and his groans.
His hands moved up your legs to grip your ankles, and use them as leverage to thrust deeper inside of you until you felt him all the way in your stomach.
“Let me feel you cum around my cock sweetheart.” He whispered as he leaned his forehead against you and sharply drilled deep inside of staying still. “Let go baby.”
Your orgasm smacking you in the face as your entire body clenched, and your pussy tightening around him. Gripping onto his wrists as you tried to control your breathing. Your chest heaving up and down as you were coming down from your intense orgasm.
Chris kept his cock inside of you as he slowly moved your legs back down to his side. His hands rubbing up and down your outer thighs softly and soothingly. Watching as a drop of sweat rolled down his cheek, and landed on his chest.
“I’ll have to get in fights more often.” He joked making you roll your eyes and giggle.
Even though the two of you just had amazing sex you could feel him starting to get hard again already. Watching as his eyes roamed up and down your body. Never ever getting tired of you, and everything about you.
“No no more fights for you.” You shook your head as you leaned on your elbows to look at him.
“Ride my cock and we have a deal sweetheart.” He said smirking as he spread your legs a dark look twinkling in his eyes.
Warnings: NSFW 18+, there is loads of sexual tension, smidge of spanking, some fingering, dirty talk, swear words
Summary: Chris Evans is a man with a certain reputation, and is known as a ladies man. When he lands a new leading role he has to go on tour to promote the movie. To make sure he doesn’t mess up this opportunity, and lose this role they hire you to keep him in line, and make sure he stays satisfied
Type: Series
Word Count: 1,522 words
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“So we don’t have a choice?” Asking somberly as Chris stood in front of you. “We have to go to this party?”
“Yes everyone involved in the movie has to be there.” He responded with a chuckle in regards to your facial expressions. “It won’t be that bad I promise.”
“I don’t know I don’t really fit in at these parties.” Hating being surrounded by people you didn’t know.
“The last party we went to wasn’t all that bad.” He said wiggling his eyebrows referring to the sudden bathroom encounter you two had.
“Shut up.” Laughing as you playfully rolled your eyes at him. “I was a little tipsy from the champagne.”
That was a blatant lie since you had barely touched any alcohol that night. It was the ex girlfriend that pushed you to do what you did. Seeing the way she looked at him brought something out of you.
“We’ve already been to like ten parties.” Groaning as you dramatically plopped down on the couch.
“This is only the second party.” He shook his head at you laughing at how overdramatic you were. “Stop acting like such a brat.”
Hearing him call you that had this sudden urge take over. Finding yourself wanting him right in this room right now. Never did you think having a man call you a brat would have you wanting to bend over this couch, and let him ravish you.
“Oh yeah?” Grinning as an idea popped up in your head. “And what are you going to do about it?”
A dark look in Chris’s eyes had your panties getting wet. It was crazy how fast this man could suddenly become a lust hungry animal. The way he was looking at you had a shiver running up your spine.
“Oh sweetheart you don’t know what you have done.” His words and dark tone had goosebumps appearing all over your skin.
“I think I know exactly what I have done.” Pushing back with confidence making him smirk at how playful you were acting with him.
“Stand up now.” He commanded with a bark as he sat down on the loveseat. “Come here.”
Walking timidly toward him you stood in front of him nervous now. You had poked the bear, and you had no idea what you were about to be in store for. You were playing a very dangerous game with him.
“Bend over my lap.” His voice was deep and raspy and you wasted no time in laying across his lap.
Without speaking you felt his hand coming down across your cheeks. Gasping out loud not expecting him to already get into it. Hearing him chuckle at your response enjoying this control he had over you.
Swiftly pulling your shorts down until they were hanging by your ankles. Smacking yourself mentally for not wearing any panties. Knowing that he was most likely smirking to himself aware at the fact you don’t always wear panties.
“Little vixen not wearing panties.” He tsked with a teasing tone in his voice. “It’s like you wanted me to have you like this.”
His hands rubbing your exposed skin back and forth making you moan. His touches so soft and sensual you could cum by just him touching you. Closing your eyes as he gave your behind a short massage.
If he wasn’t aware that you were wet he was going to quickly find out now. Surely your arousal was going to seep through to his pants. Parts of you should be embarrassed, but honestly you wanted him to see it.
“I want you to count.” Nodding your head you felt his hand coming down on your ass again.
“Two.” You squealed out as you adjusted yourself feeling his erection pressing into your stomach.
“Three.” This time his hand came down a little harder than the last two.
Never did you think you would like being spanked like this. Stuff like this never turned you on, and in fact you always were disgusted by people who liked intimate acts like this.
Now here you are practically silently begging for him to keep going. Hoping encounters like this would happen more often. Making teasing him like this would always prompt him to put you over his lap.
“F-four.” Stuttering as you felt the burn radiating across your skin this time. Hoping he wouldn’t spank you too many times.
“Five.” Crying out as you heard the smack echoing across the room, and your cheeks were on fire.
“Good girl.” He complimented as he softly rubbed your behind trying to sooth the ache you had. “I’ll have to spank you more often.”
“Never had a woman get this wet just by me spanking her.” He joked in reference to the wet spot he felt on his pants.
Keeping you on his lap you felt his hands moving further down to between your legs. His fingers pushing against your folds making you gasp. Hearing the squishy sounds of your wet pussy making your ears heat up.
Hearing him groan at how exactly wet you were. Hands gripping onto his pants as he pushed three fingers inside of you. Closing your eyes as he started to thrust his digits in and out.
“Could fuck this little pussy so hard right now.” He growled as he started picking up the pace of his fingers. “But I won’t.”
Smacking his hand against your cheeks making them jiggle. His other hand rubbing up and down your back all the way to your cheeks. Whimpers and moans leaving your lips when he would sharply smack his fingers deep inside of you.
“Pussy sucking my fingers so hard.” Leaning your head down as you bit your bottom lip between your teeth. “Fuck.”
“Oh god Chris.” Whimpering as the tip of his fingers rammed into your sweet spot.
Feeling your body moving back against his fingers to feel more of him. Imagining it was his cock that was deep inside of you. Although if you were honest both of them felt equally just as pleasurable.
“My fingers are soaked.” He was saying more to himself than to you, but he wanted you to hear him. “Thirsty for my cock baby?”
You were literally already on the brink of an orgasm from his fingers. Squeezing your pussy tightly against his fingers to let him know you were already close. His fingers felt so amazing inside of you, and you just wanted to start bouncing on them.
“I know baby I know.” His tone so mocking and he cooed at your writhing body against his lap. “You wanna cum so bad already.”
His fingers started curving inside of you making your hips move back and forth. His erection was literally poking your stomach to the point it was becoming uncomfortable. You just know he was trying so hard to control himself at this moment.
“But too bad you can’t.” Quickly pulling his fingers out of you making you whimper.
“Chris.” Exclaiming with a whine as you turned your head to look up at him.
He had a huge grin on his face as those same fingers that were just knuckle deep inside of you he was now sucking off those digits. Your mouth hanging open was you watched in bewilderment at how nonchalant he was about it.
“So delicious.” He complimented with a groan as he licked the last finger with a smack of his lips. “I would fuck you but we have a party to get ready for.”
With a swift and smooth smack of your cheeks indicating for you to stand up. On wobbly legs you stood up pulling your shorts back on. Giving you a sweet smile before he walked off to his room.
Watching him the whole time with a slight twinkle in your eye. Pushing away the nagging voice that told you not to do it. Telling you not to fall for this man. That he was no good for you, and he was only going to end up hurting you in the end.
Parts of you wondering if he was starting to feel the same way too. He probably wasn’t he probably could wait till this was over so he could sleep with however many women he wanted. That jealous little monster sitting on your shoulder at the thought of him with another woman.
Just as you stood up you were a phone go off. Noticing that Chris had left his phone out here. Grabbing it to give to him when a certain name caught your attention, and stopped you in your tracks.
Feeling your heart drop into your stomach, and feeling like it was going to fall out of your butt. Your throat felt like it was swelling up a lump forming making it hard to swallow. It was that dread you were feeling that you hoped wouldn’t happen.
Trying to wrap your mind around why on earth she would be texting him, and why was she going to this party. It was like all kinds of thoughts and questions were running across your mind.
From Scarlett:I can’t wait to see you tonight Chrissy;)
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Warnings: NSFW SMUT 18+, sex sex sex, absolute dirty talk, swear words, vaginal sex, smidge of fingering, loads of sexual tension, somewhat public sexual acts
Summary: You and Chris meet at a party, and things heat up, and both decide to have a little after party of your own
Type: One shot
Word Count: 969 words
“Oh god right there.” Screaming as he rammed into your sweet spot over and over again.
“Yeah that what you want?” His tone condescending and teasing. “Wanna cum around my cock?”
Hands raking up and down his back surely leaving marks. Wrapping your legs around his waist in hopes you could never let go of this man. His face breathing down your neck as he whispered filth into your ear.
His soft plump lips lingering against your skin leaving sweet kisses. The feeling of his hands running up and down your body had a shiver running up your spine.
“Never fucked such a wet delicious pussy like this.” His words had your eyes rolling into the back of your head.
Glad that you decided to go to that party after all. Having met Chris Evans who then lured you into a bathroom where he fingered you up against a door.
That was enough of an invitation to let him take you home. Not wasting any time in ripping your clothes off. You had heard stories of what he was like in the bedroom, but you just never thought you’d get to experience it.
“Loved when I fingered that desperate little pussy of yours didn’t ya.” Not even asking you a question already knowing the answer to that.
It was true though you were soaked before he even laid his hands on you. Your pussy clenching around his thick fingers as they thrusted deeply inside of you. Having to keep a hand over your mouth so nobody heard you.
“Squeeze my cock baby.” He growled into your ear making you whimper. “Wanna feel that tight pussy squeeze me.”
“Fuck yes.” Opening your eyes to see him staring you down making it much more of an intimate moment.
Looking down briefly as you watched his now soaked cock enter inside of your body. Watching as he would pull all the way out then slam back in so deep you could feel him in your stomach.
“Come on baby don’t be shy.” His hand grabbed your chin to keep eye contact when you looked away. “Wanna watch your face as you cum.”
His eyes trained on your bouncing breasts licking his lips before he attached his mouth around your left breast. Sucking on the nipple until it was raw and hard. Your mouth hanging open as your senses were becoming overly heightened.
Switching to the other nipple to give it the same amount of attention. His drool all around the nipple making a cold breeze hit your skin making goosebumps appear.
“God I love your cock.” You motivated making him grab your legs and place them high in the air getting a whole new angle.
Hands on either side of you as his cock was hitting deeper inside. Arching your back off the bed as you felt your entire body turning into molten lava.
“Fuck you feel so damn good.” Groaning as his hand reached down to rub your overly sensitive clit. “Could fuck this pussy all day.”
Rubbing your now bulging nub back and forth making you squeal. Throwing your head back as your legs started to shake, and your toes curling in the air. Nobody has ever made you feel this pleasure, and you never wanted it to end.
Feeling that familiar feeling of your stomach tightening, and the sudden urge to go. Seconds away from your orgasm. The sounds of his skin slapping against yours echoing around the room. Little whimpers and gasp leaving your lips as your entire body trembled.
“You’re all mine.” His words should have turned you off, but instead made you crave him more.
You’ve never felt such a stronger power take over you when he spoke to you like this. He was making you feel so sexy without really saying the words. This man already had you in his webs, and you didn’t plan on leaving anytime soon.
“Fuck cum around my cock Y/N.” He groaned as he felt you squeezing his cock. “Wanna feel it baby.”
“Shit I’m cumming.” You cried out as your hands gripped his thighs lightly pushing him back. “Oh god fuck.”
“Ohh that’s it baby.” He soothed you through your orgasm as he slowly pumped himself inside of you feeling yourself getting filled with his warm load.
His hands under your knees as he tried keeping you still. Watching your face unravel from your orgasm, and looked down where you two were connected. A part of you didn’t want him to pull out.
Hissing when he pulled out feeling cum leaking out of you and onto the sheets. Your cheeks like like they were enflamed and hot as he was watching you.
“Shit that was amazing.” He spoke with a chuckle making you smile as you nodded your head in agreement. “Still hard.”
“Really?” Sounding shocked as you leaned up on your elbows to look down and see in fact he was still hard.
“Just can’t get enough of that pussy.” He said as his hands moved from your legs all the way up to your breasts.
Gripped the lumps of flesh in his hands as he rubbed against them back and forth. His hips moving around as he rubbed his erect cock against your somewhat wet folds. Opening your legs a little wider inviting him in again.
Smirking at how compliant and eager you were for him already. His hands sliding back down to your hips again as you felt yourself grinding against him this time your arousal lathering him up.
“You just have to catch me first.” You playful giggled as you quickly jumped out of his grasp suddenly, and ran out of the room.
“Your pussy is in trouble now.” Hearing him laugh as his footsteps stomped right after you. “That pussy is all mine.”
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Warnings: None for this chapter except just a smidgen of sex happening
Summary: Starting your new job in the world of film making you find yourself falling hard for one of your co stars, but he’s desired by almost every woman in the world
After last night with Chris you knew exactly what that feeling was. The tingles in your hands and feet, the constant butterflies in your stomach, and just your whole mood whenever you were around him.
Hating to admit it but you were really starting to like him. This was something that you told yourself not to happen. You and him both had sex with different people for a living. The last thing you needed was to develop feelings for the guy.
Getting this morning you were jittery and anxious. Unable to control the shaking in your hands as you thought of how you were possibly going to ask the man out. Your mind was racing and was going a million miles per minute.
Walking into the building you were greeted by a few people. Your eyes looking around for those bright blue eyes. Feeling hopeful now that he would accept your offer, and this would turn into something wonderful.
“Hey have you seen Chris?” Turning to one of the cameramen, and he pointed straight down a hall.
“Yeah he’s in his dressing room.” Nodding your head with a mumble of a thank you heading in that direction.
Just as you were walking down the hall you spotted a familiar face. Almost rolling your eyes when he approached you with a huge smile. The last thing you wanted to deal with was this man. Maybe he wouldn’t bother you too much.
“Morning gorgeous.” Johnny greeted you as he stood in front of you now.
“Morning.” Speaking back as you crossed your arms across your chest.
“How are you?” He asked sounding a little nervous for a second.
“I’m fine.” You quickly snapped back just wanting to get away from him as far as possible.
“Good.” Nodding his head and he was rubbing his hands together. “I’ve got something I’ve been wanting to ask you?”
“Yeah?” His body language and his whole demeanor had you nervous and anxious now.
Standing there with a scrunched face wanting him to just spit whatever he said out. You wanted to get to Chris before you lost the opportunity or chickened out yourself. Johnny was not someone you were interested in talking outside of making films.
“I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me.” He spoke quickly making you stand there not moving a muscle. “With me.”
Your heart was racing quickly, and not in a good way. Palms felt incredibly sweaty, and you absolutely hated being but in positions like this with someone you didn’t like. How completely ironic you were wanting to ask Chris out on the day Johnny was wanting to ask you out.
Thinking you should have no problem saying no, but for some reason you were having trouble saying the words. He stared at you in a hopeful way that you would say yes, but your silence was deafening.
“A date?” Timidly asking again trying to stall making him nod. “I don’t go on date co workers.”
“Oh okay.” He sounded super disappointed and part of you felt bad. “Well if you ever change your mind let me know.”
He said as he walked away with a smile. Standing there for a good few moments as you tried to wrap your head around Johnny just asking you out. The last person you ever thought would want anything to do with you outside of work.
Not that Johnny wasn’t a nice person it was just something had him that had red flags appearing. The way he touched you and handled you on set had your skin crawling. He wasn’t someone you wanted to get involved with.
Ignoring him and what just happened you walked towards Chris’s room. You noticed the door was already slightly cracked so you stood in front of it breathing out a huge sigh just wanting to get it over it like ripping off a hand aid.
Just before you could even knock you heard was sounded like a moan. Scrunching your eyebrows you softly pushed the door to get a better look. The sounds were getting a little louder making your stomach churn.
Feeling your stomach drop to the floor as you witnessed what you were most dreadful of. There was Chris drilling himself hard into some redhead who was laid across a table. His hands all over her body as he ravaged her body just like he did yours.
Much as you wanted to turn away you couldn’t from the scene. Watching has he moved his hands up to grab her enormous bouncing breasts. Watching as she wrapped her legs around his hips pulling him even further. What really killed you was when he leaned forward, and planted his lips on hers.
Not knowing what this feeling was you could feel a lump forming in your throat. Tears were starting to appear in your eyes as you felt the rejection sinking in even though he never said anything.
Standing there with your eyes bulging and your mouth open in shock and sadness. Pulling the door so that it was back in its original place. Somehow your feet like like a hundred pounds, and you couldn’t move them as fast.
Trying to pull yourself together as you had to convince yourself he was a porn star. Maybe he did with you what he did with all the females. It seemed like he hung out with you so being on camera wasn’t so strange, and you could feel comfortable with him.
Wiping away a tear quickly you gathered yourself before heading away from his dressing room. Looking around to see Johnny standing by the drinks.
Walking over to him with a mission to possibly make Chris jealous. Soon as Johnny saw you approaching him that huge smile appeared on his face again. This wasn’t something you actually wanted to have to do.
“What’s up beautiful?” Groaning internally as his cliche compliments to you, never calling you by name.
“Your offer before,” You started saying making a twinkle shine in his eyes. “Does it still stand?”
“For you doll yes it does.” Giving you a sly wink as he grabbed your hands in his. “Shall we say tonight?”
“Yeah works for me.” Responding back with a weak smile as you wanted to pull your hands out of his rough ones.
“What made you change your mind?” He curiously asked and of course you weren’t going to tell him anything.
“I realized what’s the harm in one date.” Actually there was a lot of harm in one date, but you figured it would just be one. “So I figured why the hell not.”
“I promise I’ll show you a good time gorgeous.” This time his hands moved to your hips as he tried pulling your body in closer. “It’ll be a damn good night.”
“Mhm.” You mumbled through meshed lips not wanting to seem excited in the least bit.
“Is eight or eight thirty good?” He asked you and you just responded with a nod.
Not believing that you were doing this with Johnny. Maybe going out with him would help you get over Chris much quicker. Or maybe Chris would find out about the date, and tell you he’s got feelings for you as well.
“Okay well you have my number so I’ll text you my address.” Pulling your body away from his as you turned to walk away from him.
Trying not to gag as you replayed what just took place. It almost pained you to have to agree to a date with Johnny. He seemed like the type of person to make a girl pay for the first date. Not seeming like a gentlemen in the least bit.
Knowing most likely the date was going to start or end in sex. His sex drive was unbelievable, and you were almost a little bit worried now. Maybe he would surprise you, and actually treat this like a normal date.
Starting to walk back towards your dressing room you felt eyes burning into your body. Turning around you saw Chris standing there with a disapproving look on his face. His arms across his chest as he almost looked a little angry himself.
“What did Johnny want?” He asked his mouth a little dry from his earlier activities.
“Oh nothing.” Shrugging your shoulders acting innocent. “Just wanted to go on a date is all.”
“A date?” Chris exclaimed his eyebrows raised in disbelief. “You said no didn’t you?”
“Nope I didn’t say no.” That was not the answer he was expecting you to say. “He asked me out so I said yes.”
“You’re going on a date with him now?” Now Chris’s face changed to one of jealousy which almost made you snicker.
“Yeah he seems like he likes me and wants to go out.” You kept pressing wanting to see a reaction out of him.
“I thought you hated the guy.” He stepped a little closer to you his scent drawing you in. “Or at least that’s what it looked to me.”
“Well you must have guessed wrong.” Your whole attitude towards him shocked not only him but even yourself.
“There’s something about the guy I really don’t like.” He was shaking his head with disapproval of your choice.
“Yeah you’ve said that before.” Not wanting your voice to come out as harsh, but it was too late to apologize.
“What happened?” His question threw you off but you weren’t going to tell him anything. “I mean for you to change your mind all of a sudden about him.”
“I guess I changed my mind about him.” Was all you said before you turned and walked away from Chris your head held high.
Sticking to your guns in making Chris jealous. Hoping it would bother him all day so he would ask you out, and you could get out of this date with Johnny.
That sounded ridiculous since the man was literally having sex with another woman this morning. This whole situation was really fucked up. Unfortunately your jealous has resulted in you having a date with Johnny now.
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Warnings: Nothing too bad there is some drinking, discussion of sex, sexual tension
Summary: Chris Evans is a man with a certain reputation, and is known as a ladies man. When he lands a new leading role he has to go on tour to promote the movie. To make sure he doesn’t mess up this opportunity, and lose this role they hire you to keep him in line, and make sure he stays satisfied
Type: Series
Word Count: 1,591
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“Sorry about Scarlett.” Chris spoke as you sat quietly on the couch. “She’s obviously an ex of mine.”
“She’s pretty.” You complimented trying not too sound jealous or upset in the least bit.
“You’re right she is pretty.” He agreed with a slight smile making you frown not wanting to think he still has feelings for her.“ Pretty crazy.”
“Is she really?” You laughed hearing the tone of his voice wanting to hear more of her story.
“Oh yeah she about drove me insane.” He shook his head as he scooted closer to you. “Couldn’t stand to be around her anymore.”
“What was so wrong with her?” Questioning him wondering how a gorgeous woman such as her could drive him insane.
“First off she couldn’t keep her mouth shut to save her life.” Snorting lightly as he spoke about her. “Secondly she was not faithful in the least bit.”
“She cheated on you?” You exclaimed not believing this man would be cheated on. “That doesn’t make sense.”
“That’s what I would have thought too.” He said as he stood up to grab something to drink. “Apparently I wasn’t satisfying her like she wanted.”
“Now that really doesn’t make any sense to me.” Referencing to the intimate moments you and Chris have shared so far.
He was already amazing in bed you thought. He was better than any man you’ve ever had, and probably would ever have. That girl must be really insane to not think Chris was ever good enough.
“How did you find out she was cheating on you?” You hated to pry into his personal life, but you really were interested now.
“Caught her red handed with Tom Hiddleston.” Your eyes went wide when you recognized the name. “Plus Henry Cavill, but there was a lot more men.”
“Jesus she sure gets around it sounds like.” Shaking your head in disbelief that she cheated on him with different men. “Neve understood why people cheat on their spouse or whatever.”
“After her is when I swore off dating.” He lord you right in the eyes as he spoke.
It kind of broke your heart to hear him confessing what he went through with her. He seemed like a genuinely nice guy, and couldn’t understand why anyone would want to hurt him.
If you ever saw this Scarlett woman again you would surely give her a piece of your mind. Chris doesn’t deserve that at all, and she needs to be put in her place for thinking she can act that way towards a wonderful guy.
“Anyway let’s not talk about her anymore.” Clapping his hands as he sat back down next to you. “How about we play a game.”
“What kind of game?” You asked feeling a little nervous all of a sudden.
“Hmmm I was thinking never have I ever?” It came out more as a question than a response. It seemed like a harmless and fun game to you.
“Yeah sure.” You shrugged your shoulders with a smile. “Let me get something to drink first.”
Walking away you grabbed a glass and a bottle of flavored tequila. Pouring yourself some liquid courage to help get you through this game. Knowing Chris this game would somehow take a turn on the dirty side.
Looking over at him you watched him as he played on his phone. Feeling something beginning to stir in your stomach from your conversation earlier.
It seemed as if Chris was opening up to you, and it was quite honestly making you feel a little giddy inside. Not thinking this man would want to talk other than with his dick. It felt nice that he felt he could be honest with you, and joke with you like he did.
Taking a shot of tequila scrunching your face as the liquid burned down your throat. The first shot was always the worst one to take down. It tasted good none the less, and you poured yourself another one.
“You want some tequila?” Asking him wanting to be polite, and also to not be the only one drinking.
“Of course thank you.” Grabbing another glass as you pouring him some liquor as well.
“Okay remind me of the rules again.” You spoke as you sat the glass in front of him, and sat even closer to him.
“One of us will say something we’ve never done, and if the other person has done it they have to take a drink.” This game was absolutely going to get crazy.
“I’ll start off.” He continued as he took a sip of his drink. “Never have I ever been to Hawaii.”
Sitting there without moving a muscle making Chris laugh at your bored expression. You figured all these questions would be somewhat dirty at least.
“Um never have I ever thrown up in public.” Watching as Chris picked up his glass and took a swig of it. “Ew really?”
“Yeah let’s just say those girly drinks the one with those little umbrellas are deadly.” He said making your giggle admitting to what made him so drunk he threw up.
“Don’t want that image in my head.” Shaking your body as you made a disgusted face making him chuckle.
“Alright never have I ever gone skydiving.” Picking up your glass taking a sip watching the surprise look on his face. “I would have never thought you’d be the type of woman to go skydiving.”
“Went with a group of my girls a couple years ago.” It was the most thrilling thing you’ve ever done in your life. “I about peed my pants when we jumped.”
“Jesus I would have.” Both of you laughing together the affects of the liquor slowly creeping up on you.
“Never have I ever seen any of the Saw movies.” Chris opened his eyes wide in shock when you said that for some reason.
“What? I can’t believe you’ve never seen one of the Saw movies.” Taking a sip as he filled both yours and his glasses up again. “They are the best.”
“They are grotesque and just down right disgusting.” Shaking your head in disagreement since you had no desire to ever watch any of those vile movies.
“You’re missing out.” Rolling your eyes at him making him laugh. “Alright never have I ever been to a zoo.”
“How can you have never been to a zoo?” It was your turn to be shocked as you had your mouth wide open as you took a drink. “That’s unheard of.”
“Well I just think it’s cruel they keep them locked up like that.” His tone turned sincere and more serious making you nod your head at him.
Not realizing he was the type of man to really be passionate about that stuff. It kind of surprised you, but also made you start to like him a little more. Knowing that underneath all the seductiveness there was a down to earth man in there.
“Never have I ever joined the mile high club.” You blurted out wanting to turn this game up a notch.
Chris smirked as he picked up the glass and took a drink. Your eyes moving down to his lips as you pictured yourself suddenly in that type of scenario with him.
Your thighs had pressed tightly together as you felt your body become hot. Feeling yourself getting a little wet at just the thought of him taking you in the bathroom of a plane. Imaging how hot and erotic it must of have been.
“Picturing it are you?” He could tell by the look on your face your mind was overcome with lust.
“No I’m not.” You coughed as you shook your head making him laugh.
“No need to be shy sweetheart.” He scooted a little closer to you making you gasp. “I was picturing it with you as well.”
It seemed like this game was heading in the direction you knew it was. It was only a matter of minutes before he would probably have you on your back begging for him.
Your panties felt like they were soaked at this point already. Trying to slow your breathing down as he was looking at you. Telling yourself not to grind your hips against the couch, and not seem bothered.
“Never have I ever done anal?” He said it as a joke but you knew where he was going with this.
Timidly picking up the glass as you practically chugged what was left in your glass. Looking at the grin that appeared on Chris’s face at your confession. It was something you did a couple times, but you didn’t know how to feel about it.
“I’ll have to try it out sometime.” He winked making your inside clench around air. “Hopefully soon.”
“Never have I ever been tied up.” Not knowing if these were random questions or you admitting what you wanted to do.
Chris stared deeply into your eyes as you took a drink never breaking eye contact. The room was becoming so thick with need and desire it was making your head spin.
“Never have I ever done it during a game.” That was all you needed before the two of you grabbed each other.
Chris attached his lips to yours as he pushed you on your back. Grinding his evident erection into you making you whimper. Holding onto his arms as you felt your body losing control of itself.
His hands on your hips as he kept your body down on the couch. Right now he had complete control over you, and you weren’t exactly complaining. All you wanted was for him to ravage your body right now on this couch.
Meshing your lips together silently telling him how turned on you were. Moving his mouth down to your neck as he sucked on the flesh, and kissing the area that now bared his mark. Licking down to your collarbone making you whine at his teasing kisses on your skin.
“God I want you so bad.” Chris growled as you pulled your pants down, and threw them across the room. “You’re all mine.”
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Summary: Chris Evans is a man with a certain reputation, and is known as a ladies man. When he lands a new leading role he has to go on tour to promote the movie. To make sure he doesn’t mess up this opportunity, and lose this role they hire you to keep him in line, and make sure he stays satisfied
Warnings: NSFW 18+ smut, lots of sex, car sex, dirty talk, swear words, nipple action, ass grabbing, public sex
Summary: Chris decides he wants to check car sex off his list with you
Type: One shot
Word Count: 767
Legs on either side of Chris’s hips your hands placed on the leather head rest behind him. Your dress bunched up around your waist panties pulled to the side as you rode Chris’s cock. His hands on your hips holding onto you.
“Fuck keep riding me sweet girl.” He growled into your ear.
Chris loved the dress that you were wearing, and he’s always wanted to have sex in his car. The parking lot was basically dead so he took the opportunity while he had it.
“Pussy is squeezing me so hard.” He breathed out the last two words like he was almost struggling to say them.
Your backside hitting the horn making it go off causing you two to laugh. Not even stopping your movements not really caring if anyone say you riding Chris.
Moving your hips up and down sliding along his cock as fast as you could. His hands guiding your hips up and down on him. Your walls squeezing around his cock making him groan.
Both of you staring into each other’s eyes making it a more intimate moment. He wanted to watch your face as you came undone on his cock. Your facial expressions alone turned him on.
The spaghetti strap of your dress sliding down your arm too lazy to pull it back up. If anything Chris pulled it down more along with the strap of your bra. His lips attached themselves so your nipple sucking on the nub while he was pounding his cock up into you intensifying the feeling.
“Oh god Chris.” You whined feeling your legs already getting tired and shaky from riding him.
Hearing you whine his name gave him the go to drive his hips up wildly into you. Your whole body was shaking and moving along with him.
Your head reeled back in ecstasy hands clawing at the leather seats. Your arousal was coating his cock making it easier for him to slide in and out of you.
“Say my name baby let everyone know whose fucking you so good.” He looked up at your face watching your face writhing in pure ecstasy.
Lips sucking hard on the nub as his hands went underneath your cheeks, and helping move you up and down on his cock. This feeling was becoming increasingly overwhelming, and you didn’t know how long you would last.
His lips left your nipple and moved up towards your neck kissing the flesh. Sucking on the skin making blood rise to the surface marking his territory.
The scruff of his beard scratching your neck making a shiver run up your spine. The windows in the car were fogging up making it even harder for anyone to see you.
“Such a good little slut for me.”
“Pussy always just begging for me to fuck it.”
“Taking my cock so well like you should baby.”
“Fuck I love when you’re on top.”
His words had your mouth hanging open, but only little whimper and whines were leaving them. Chris was always one for dirty talk, and couldn’t control his tongue whenever it came to you.
Your cheeks were starting to heat up, and you were feeling flushed. In this moment all you felt was Chris and no matter how many times you guys had sex you could never get used to the feeling of his cock.
His cock hit your sweet spot making you scream. Finding that spot he was relentless and continued to hit it over and over again. His hands gripped onto your hips so hard they would probably bruise.
“Fuck Chris right there keep going.” You mewled closing your eyes.
“Cum all over my cock baby.” He snarled into your skin holding your body even closer to his trying to hit up into an angle that would have you seeing stars.
Your toes were curling and you could feel your pussy walls squeezing the life out of his cock as you released. A couple more thrusts and Chris was squirting his cum inside you. Your head leaned forward on his shoulder trying to catch your breath.
Chris’s forehead was drenched in sweat and his arms were shaking still holding your trembling body. Both of you still trying to cum down from your intense high.
Pushing your head back you both looked at each other and just bursted out laughing. The mere fact you two just had hot sex in his car, and the fact someone could have caught you. Chris was always hot for you, and quite frankly didn’t care if anyone caught you.
“Well I can now check car sex off the list.” He joked causing you to laugh playfully shoving him.
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Warnings: There is some slight smut, there is oral male receiving, dirty talk, swear words, drinking, discussion of sex
Summary: Chris Evans is a man with a certain reputation, and is known as a ladies man. When he lands a new leading role he has to go on tour to promote the movie. To make sure he doesn’t mess up this opportunity, and lose this role they hire you to keep him in line, and make sure he stays satisfied
Type: Series
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“Are you nervous?” Chris asked making you turn to look at him with a puzzled look.
“What makes you think that?” Asking as Chris looked at your jittering legs with a chuckle.
“Just a hunch.” Looking down as you noticed what he was looking at suddenly stopping your movements.
“It’s just I’ve never been to a party like this.” You answered not wanting to sound lame or pathetic. “This is all new for me.”
“I know it is but you have nothing to worry about.” Chris placed a hand on your knee in reassurance. “They will like you.”
“What if people ask too many questions?” Bringing up the fact you two were basically fake dating, and someone was bound to get suspicious.
“Believe me they won’t.” He scoffed as a corner of his lip curled. “Just stay with me and everything will be okay.”
Nodding your head you turned your head back straight. Trying not to think about all the possible things that could go wrong with tonight. That would just freak you out even more.
There was going to be so many high end celebrities at this party you could feel your palms already sweating. The deodorant was already starting to wear off, and you needed to use the bathroom even though you went just right before you left.
People would probably see right through you, and could tell you didn’t belong or that something was up. All it would take is one question, and you felt you might crack.
“We’re here.” Chris broke you from your thoughts making you look out the window to a beautiful mansion in your view.
“Shit.” Whispering to yourself at how big the the place was. You already felt like you didn’t belong there.
Pulling up to the front of house where you could find a place to park. Your eyes trained on the house the whole time. Thankfully it didn’t look like a lot of cars were there, which made you feel a little better.
Too focused on the house you didn’t hear Chris get out, and open the door for you to get out. Stepping out giving him a polite nod. Concentrating on what your main job was to do at this party.
Chris wrapped an arm around your waist as he led you into the house. Concentrating on not trying to trip on your heels, and fall flat on your face.
“Don’t worry they will like you.” Chris whispered in your ear as music filled your ears along with light chatter and laughter.
“How do you know that?” Lifting up a left hand and biting your nails as you felt your anxiety getting worse.
“Because what’s not to like about you.” He complimented but when you turned to look at him he was staring straight ahead.
“A lot of things.” You light heartedly chuckled making him smile.
“Oh please I liked you the first time I laid eyes on you.” He continued making your cheeks heat up. “Everything’s going to be just fine.”
“Just lead me to the bar and I’ll feel better.” Joking making Chris laugh as walked into the room where everyone was.
Your jaw almost dropping to the floor as you looked at all the beautiful people in this room. Every single one of them looked like they had stepped out of a magazine.
Looking around you had recognized a couple of famous people. Internally screaming in your mind as you told yourself to behave, and not run over there and ask to take their picture or something.
Nobody had even noticed you two entered the room. They were all so entranced in their conversations or dances. Chris was looking around to spot a familiar and friendly face as well.
“Thank god there’s Sebastian over there.” He pointed and grabbed your hand leading you over to him.
“We’ll look who decided to show there fucking face.” Sebastian greeted with a huge grin when he saw Chris approaching.
“How the hell have you been?” Chris asked as he stood directly in front of him now.
Both men gave each other a manly bear hug making you giggle. They were having there own little conversation, and were in their own little world while you stood there. Until Sebastian noticed you and his eyes looked your body up and down.
“Now who is this tempting little number you brought with you?” He had grabbed your hand and turned your body making you twirl.
“This is Y/N she’s my um date.” Chris answered making Sebastian turn his attention back to Chris.
“Date?” He exclaimed with shock making you laugh at his facial expression. “How in the hell did you get her to agree to be your date?”
“His quick wit and charm.” Answering for Chris when you noticed he was hesitant. Both men seemed to like your answer though since they were laughing.
“How did you two meet?” Oh shit the two of you never thought out what to say when it came to stuff like this.
Feeling your shoulders tensing up, and your palms getting sweaty again. A lump in your throat forming making it hard for you to swallow. It seemed like for some reason things might actually fall apart.
“Well she sat next to me at a football game wearing a patriots jersey so I had to talk to her.” He came up with quickly making your shoulders relax. “Since then I couldn’t stop thinking about her.”
“Aw my boy Chris is all grown up.” Sebastian joked making Chris roll his eyes with a chuckle. “Well you’re a lucky man.”
“She certainly is a catch.” Both men were looking at you now making you look down.
“Yeah Chris really is good with a fishing rod.” Piping up with another joke making Sebastian burst into laughter.
“Shit and she’s funny?” Wiping a fake tear his cheeks turning slight red. “Man why couldn’t I have found her?”
“That’s what you get for always being late my friend.” Chris playfully shoved his shoulder, and it felt like you were watching two brothers interacting.
“You going to be there for the premiere of his movie?” Sebastian suddenly asked you as he sipped on his drink.
“I should certainly hope so.” You responded back with a smile looking to Chris to see him smiling as well.
“Well of course I’ll be bringing her I need a beautiful girl around my arm so I don’t look so bad.” Chris and Sebastian laughed but for some reason his response wasn’t the one you were exactly wanting.
As you watched the two of them continue to talk you looked over, and noticed a woman wearing a silky red dress with a huge slit on the side approaching the three of you. Her eyes on Chris the whole time.
She was absolutely gorgeous making you feel like you looked like a sack of potatoes. Her boobs will literally one fast move from falling out. Everything about this woman was just oozing sex, and you wanted to know exactly who was was, and if she was a possible threat to you.
Of course you instinctively pulled yourself closer to him. Both men seemed to notice your demeanor, and turned to face this mysterious woman who now stood in front of you. Sebastian didn’t seem to mind her, but it was Chris’s face that concerned you.
“Hi boys.” She greeted with an over the top smile making you want to roll your eyes. “Did ya miss me?”
“We never miss you Scarlett.” Sebastian joked making her giggle obnoxiously.
“Well I know Chris here missed me.” Turning her attention to him making your face turn into a frown. “He always misses me.”
“You want something to drink?” Chris completely ignored her and turned to ask you.
“Yes please.” Nodding quickly as you watched him walk away. Scarlett and Sebastian continued to talk as you stood there and kept your eyes on Chris.
Trying not to turn your head and stare this Scarlett woman down. Wanting to know exactly who she was, and why she would say that Chris would miss her. This woman was screaming trouble, and you wanted her to stay from away from the both of you.
Trying not to get jealous as you quickly reminded yourself this was all a job. The two of you were not exclusive, and you were just meant to keep him in place until after the release of the movie.
Hearing the footsteps of heels retreading away from you meaning she had most likely left. Sighing with relief that she was going away at least for now.
“Don’t worry about her.” A voice spoke in your ear making you jump a little bit.
“What’s there to worry about?” You tried brushing off with a forced chuckle, but Sebastian saw right through it.
“Please I saw the way you stared her down.” He crossed his arms across his chest raising an eyebrow. “I could see the daggers in your eyes.”
“I seriously don’t know what you’re talking about.” Shaking your head as you turned back to Chris at the bar.
“She was an ex girlfriend of his.” He answered the question you were too nervous to ask. “She was bad news for him, and cheated on him multiple times.”
“She did?” A tone of bafflement as to who could cheat on someone like him. He seemed too perfect, and didn’t have to worry about being cheated on.
“Oh yeah he found out the hard way, and swore off on dating.” That would explain all the hook ups this man has had. “It broke him completely.”
“How long we’re they together?” You asked as you looked over and up at Sebastian.
“About five years on and off.” He didn’t sound too sure but still that was longer than any relationship you’ve ever been in. “They were more off than on.”
Without answering you kept your eyes on Chris as your suspicions were right about her. Feeling your blood running cold when you watched as this Scarlett woman had approached Chris. Placing a shaky arm around his shoulder as she stood a little too close to him.
“Get your man Y/N.” He spoke as he lightly wrapped an arm around your shoulder motivating you to take charge. “Let her know she doesn’t stand a chance against you.”
Not wasting another second you trotted over him, and wanted to remind him who was there to warm his bed. To remind him that it was you who would be keeping your legs spread for him, and a mouth open.
“Chris can I talk to you.” It came out more as a command rather than a question. Chris seemed more than ecstatic to see you, and to get away from Scarlett as far as he could.
“Yes fucking please.” He didn’t even acknowledge Scarlett, and you downed the small glass of what looked like champagne downing it in one swig. Feeling the burn of the alcohol running down your throat.
Grabbing his hand as you led him out of the room feeling eyes burning into your back. You didn’t care though since Chris was behind you, and you were going to remind him who he had, and he better not mess it up.
Looking up and down the halls in hopes of finding an empty room. Tugging him along making him laugh at how suddenly eager you were becoming.
Finally finding an empty room with nobody in it. Shutting it behind you as you stood with your back against it. Your eyes trained on Chris as he looked at you with hunger in his eyes. He was turned on by your actions, and you felt a wet spot forming in your panties.
“Damn I like a woman who takes charge.” He growled as his eyes looked your body up and down.
This moment wasn’t about you though. It was about pleasing him, and keeping him wrapped around your finger. This wasn’t something you normally did, but right now you had a job, and you didn’t want to fail.
Without saying a word you walked in front of him, and got down on your knees. Unbuckling his belt hearing the metal pieces clanking together. Swiftly unbuttoning and pulling his zipper down. Pulling the material down all the way to his ankles.
“Fuck you got me so hard.” He wasn’t joking since you could see a tent forming in his boxers.
Smirking up at him you pulled his boxers down as well, and watched as his erect cock slapped up against his stomach. His member standing at full attention as you licked your lips.
Slowly leaning into his cock you saw a little pre cum in the tip. Your tongue slowly licked the top of his head causing him to throw his head back into the pillow. He moaned when your tongue was leaving little kitten licks on his tip.
“Fuck baby just like that.” He groaned as he gripped your hair his hand moving along with the movements of your head.
Bobbing your head back and forth as you looked up at him, and wrapped your tongue fully around the width. He was surely stretching your jaw out, but you were fighting though the uncomfortableness.
Kitten licks turned into taking the tip into your mouth, and slowly swirling your tongue around him. Then you took a little more into your mouth and would drag your tongue along the side of his cock. Right now was all about teasing.
“God your feels like heaven.” He was complimenting you, and that was enough motivation for you to keep going.
Placing your hands on his upper thighs to keep yourself from falling over. Moaning around him the vibrations running across his body making him gasp. His mouth hanging open as he looked down to watch you trying to take much of him as you could in his mouth.
“Jesus Christ I’m gonna cum already.” Feeling his cock twitching inside of your mouth.
Speeding up your mouth as a hand reached up and started to massage his balls. His hands gripped the sides of your head as he guided you to take more of him. Gagging and choking as you felt him hitting the back of your throat.
“You look so hot like this.” He growled through tight teeth as you imagined just how wild you probably looked right now. “Fuck keep going sweetheart.”
Pushing yourself and breathing through your nose as you took all of him until your nose was rubbing against his public hair. Closing your eyes as you waited patiently for him to cum down your throat.
Feeling your drool sliding down the side of your mouth, but you just slobbered it right back into your mouth. The saliva was making it easier for you to slide your lips and tongue along his cock.
The sounds of his groans and moans echoing in the room along with your mouth slobbering all along his member. Hoping nobody would walk in and see what was going on, and if anyone did walk in you would hope it would be Scarlett.
Looking up at him again watching as his face unraveled making your thighs clench together. You were getting turned on watching his face knowing it was you who was making him feel good.
“Fuck baby I’m cumming.” His voice was shaky and you knew he was seconds from his orgasm.
Your mouth and jaw felt so tired and sore you decided lick and suck around his tip while your hand took the rest of what you couldn’t get in your mouth.
Moving them in complete rhythm never once loosing your beat. Closing your eyes as you felt his warm load shooting down your throat. The salty substance lingering on your tongue, but quickly swallowing it.
Chris stood above you panting heavily as he tried to regain his breathing. Sweat dripped down his forehead as he licked his lips. Sitting on your knees as you wiped the crusty drool off the side of your mouth.
“Christ that was the best head I ever have gotten.” He complimented with a light chuckle making you smile. “Seriously no woman has even been able to make me cum that quickly.”
“Glad I could be the first one.” Standing up hearing your knees crack along the way.
“Well hopefully this won’t be the last time.” He sounded serious too almost like he was really hoping this wasn’t the last time.
Straightening your hair and dress out as Chris pulled his pants and boxers back up. Fastening his belt while he tucked his shirt into his pants. Wiping the little bit of sweat he had on his forehead while you just stood there and waited for him.
Your mind immediately racing back to this Scarlett woman. Wondering if she ever gave him head in an empty room at a party. Wondering if she was able to make him feel even better than what you could.
Constant doubt was going to be filling your mind now that she has made an appearance. Thinking she was going to constantly show up, and ruin this arrangement you, and Chris had going on. It was plain and simple if you failed you didn’t get paid, and you needed the money.
“You okay?” He asked when he noticed a certain look of worry and self doubt written across your face.
“Yeah I’m fine.” Replying back with a weak smile, but he still didn’t buy it.
“You’re a horrible liar Y/N.” He stood directly in front of your arms on his hips as he pressed for an answer.
“Should I have to worry about Scarlett?” Blurting out before you could even stop yourself. The look on his face never one altered or changed. He didn’t even seem bothered.
“I don’t even talk to her let alone even look at her.” His chest was so close to yours they were practically touching with his hands on your arms. “She means nothing to me.“
“Well it seems like she still has feelings for you.” Looking down and away from him as you played with your fingers not wanting to look at his reaction.
Suddenly you felt a hand under your chin pressing it to move up. Making you look up at him and into his eyes trying not to sound or look like a soppy teenager.
“I don’t care about her anymore honestly she can rot in hell for all I care.” Looking into his eyes you didn’t see any trace of dishonesty in them which made you feel a little better.
Parts of you felt foolish and stupid for acting this way, and feeling so paranoid and self conscious. For some reason you felt very protective of him, and wanted him all to yourself from now on.
You knew that for the next six months you two were going to be stuck with one another. Might as well enjoy the fame, the luxury, and the absolutely mind blowing sex with an extremely handsome man. Instead of complaining and worrying you were going to have fun before it was all over.
“Well let’s go finish this shit show of a party.” Opening the door for you as he smacked your ass on the way out making you gasp and him laugh.
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Warnings: None really just a couple of swear words, discussion of sex, a little bit of sexual tension, some minor touching, flirting
Summary: Chris Evans is a man with a certain reputation, and is known as a ladies man. When he lands a new leading role he has to go on tour to promote the movie. To make sure he doesn’t mess up this opportunity, and lose this role they hire you to keep him in line, and make sure he stays satisfied
Type: Series
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“So wait a minute.” You started off not thinking you heard this man correctly. “You want me to be his what?”
“Yes we want you to be his escort.” Feeling like your jaw was about to drop to the floor. Never in your life did you ever think you would be getting this type of offer.
Staring at the man as if he had grown two heads. You didn’t think this is what this meeting was going to entail. Thinking maybe Chris wanted to do a movie or something along those lines, but not something like this.
“I know it’s unusual and I’m sure you have loads of questions.” He spoke when he saw the spooked look on your face. “Feel free to ask anything you want.”
“Uh yeah like how the hell out of all the women was I chosen?” That was obviously the first question you wanted answered. “Are we sure he is even talking about me?”
“Yes of course.” He placed both his hands together on top of the desk. “Chris saw you one day at a local cafe, and become enamored with you, and said you would be perfect for him.”
“He became enamored with me?” It came out like a question but it was really to you raising an eyebrow at him. “I don’t believe that.”
“I swear to god he did.” He shook his head and looking at his face he was telling the whole truth. “He came to me after he saw you, and said he wanted you.”
“What in the world would he want me for?” It didn’t make sense given how good looking the man was, and how many women threw themselves at him.
“Well you see Chris has a certain reputation with women, and it’s hurting his image. "He stated making you scoff knowing that part was absolutely true.
"Yeah that’s a given.” You agreed with him making him crack a smile.
Knowing very well about his reputation with the ladies. Every time a new magazine came out his face was on it along with a new woman. Not surprised every time you saw he was in trouble. This man had bad boy written all over him, and he loved the attention.
It also would surprise you if he had a secret child or a couple. He probably couldn’t even keep track of the amount of women he has slept with which disgusted you.
“So with this new movie and him touring we want to keep him out of trouble.” Nodding your head for him to continue. “We came up with the idea that we would let him choose one woman to take with him on tour.”
“To do what?” You asked somewhat already knowing what his answer was going to be.
“To sleep with whenever he wants.” He blurted out making your eyes wide, and your heart race. “To be an escort.”
“What about being in the public eye?” That was a main concern for you not wanting to be pictured as Chris’s whore.
“We will try to keep you out of tabloids and magazine stories.” He didn’t sound too confident about that making you a little nervous. “If anything we will make it look like there’s nothing going on between you two.”
“Won’t people get suspicious about me?” Pestering him with more questions and concerns. He didn’t look irritated by your questions though which made you feel a little better.
“I imagine they will but Y/N you are just meant to be his escort and keep him satisfied.” He replied and you almost tried not to roll your eyes.
“Let me get this straight.” You sat up straighter as you tried to wrap your mind around this. “You want me to travel with this man to be his plaything so he doesn’t sleep around with other women?”
“That’s exactly right.” He smiled like it was no big deal meanwhile you on the other hand were kind of freaking out. “Less temptation for him.”
“The more you have sex with him the more likely he won’t have sex with other women.” He continued when he saw the baffled look on your face.
This man was straight up telling you one of the hottest men in this world wanted you to be his little plaything. To do whatever he wanted to whenever he wanted. Just so he could stay out of trouble, and not tarnish his reputation more than he already had.
Apparently this movie was supposed to be really big, and his agent didn’t want him to mess this up. Now what they were telling you was that you would be traveling with him while he promotes his movie, and he got to fuck you whenever.
A part of you was screaming to just walk out of the room now. The other part of you was on your knees begging you to take this offer, and just let the man rip your body to shreds. For all you know it could be the best most incredible sex you will ever have.
Wondering to yourself what kind of lover he was. Imagining he was an absolute animal in the bedroom. The type of hold your legs open wide for him so he could get even deeper inside of you. The type to whisper filthy things in your ear as he rammed inside of you against a wall.
A shiver running up your spine, and a tingling sensation running up your arms at the thought. Refraining yourself from biting your lower lip so this man didn’t know you were getting turned on by thoughts.
“So what do you say?” He asked after minutes of silence and you staring off into space. “Will you take the offer?”
“How much is the pay?” You asked without confirming you were taking the job yet.
“Well if would be about half a million a week.” He said making your almost choke on your own saliva. “The tour is about six months long.”
Half a million a week? Feeling like you were almost about to faint hearing those numbers. That kind of money you could get out of your crappy apartment, and into a nice house. You wouldn’t have to worry about working for a little while.
This is exactly the kind of thing that you needed to happen in your life. Now it was just a matter of if you were going to take the offer or not. Hoping that this type of arrangement wasn’t going to be something out of a nightmare.
Bouncing back and forth on the idea, and on what to say. It really shouldn’t be that hard of a decision, but it was hard for you. Something like this could go horribly wrong, and completely tarnish your name.
On the other hand you would get to travel the states, and along the way get to have amazing sex with an incredibly handsome, and wealthy man. Everything would be paid for, and you wouldn’t have to worry about anything.
“Okay I’ll do it.” Speaking fast as to not wanting to change your mind. The man clapped his hands together in joy and stood up.
“Wonderful I will let everyone know and make sure everything is arranged for you.” Standing up with him he reached a hand out for you to shake. “Chris she said yes.”
All of a sudden the door opened, and there stood Chris with a huge grin plastered all over his face. Feeling your cheeks turn into flames, and your feet felt glued to the floor. This man had just heard the whole conversation, and he was now standing in front of you.
Feeling yourself drooling a little bit as you ogled at the man you were going to be with for a while. He was even more attractive in person, and you felt your palms become sweaty. Maybe this wasn’t going to be so hard or bad at all.
“I knew you wouldn’t say no.” He smiled showing off his perfect straight, and white teeth. “You’re absolutely perfect.”
“You’re right Chris she is.” Both men were staring at you now, and the room was suddenly becoming a lot warmer.
Watching as his light sparking blue eyes traced your body up and down. He had this dark and animalistic look on his face. Gulping harshly as you felt a lump form in your throat. It was like he was eye fucking you, and he couldn’t wait to get you alone.
“Well Y/N meet Chris.” He pointed to both of you with introductions. “Chris meet Y/N.”
“It’s very nice to officially meet you.” He stuck his hand out to which you took. His huge hands enveloped yours, and his skin was much softer than you expected.
“You too.” Smiling as you released his hand crossing your arms across your chest. “Now I can put a face with my stalkers name.”
Both Chris and the agent belted out with a laugh. It was kind of true though in all reality Chris was silently stalking you for a minute. If anything you would have thought he was the stalked one not the stalker.
“So when do I official become his plaything?” Asking a little harsher than you intended, and making a soft face when you saw the reactions.
“As soon as possible.” The agent replied as he started to look through some papers. “We would like to get you two on the road soon.”
“Will I have my own room?” You asked but you received a few chuckles from both men. Looking at the both confused to their response.
“Yes of course you will have your own room.” The agent replied once he stopped laughing.
“Not that you’re going to be in that room much anyways.” Chris wiggled his eyebrows at you making open your mouth as you tried not to giggle.
“Can I talk to my friends and family?” This was going to be a dealbreaker for you. If he said no then you were out that door with no hesitation.
“Absolutely you can talk to who ever you would like.” That was a huge relief to hear that. “But you cannot tell them details about exactly what you are doing.”
Nodding your head as you kept your back to Chris now. Feeling these intense eyes on your backside as you tried not to tremble. Becoming intimated suddenly with him when he hasn’t even done anything yet.
Before you could leave the room you felt a warm body press up against your backside. Hands softly latched onto your hips as they pulled you back. Feeling a breeze brush against the skin of your neck like someone was breathing on you.
Knowing exactly who it was as you felt a sudden poke on your butt making you gasp. Chris chuckled in your ear as you felt your chest heaving slowly up and down. The room was so quiet you could hear a feather drop.
The agent wasn’t even paying attention to the two of you. Chris’s lips barely touching between your neck and shoulder blade. The aroma of his pinewood smelling cologne filled your nostrils making your mouth water. His hands inching forward pressing on your pelvic bone.
He was already seducing you, and you two weren’t even on the road yet. This was going to be an extremely interesting, and long six months with this man. Anything can happen on the road, and you had a feeling a lot was going to happen.
“I can’t wait to get you on that bus and fuck you all the time.” He growled lowly in your ear making you whimper. “Hard.”
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Warnings: NSFW SMUT 18+, there is sex, lots of dirty talk, swear words, ass smacking, teacher and student relationship
Summary: You find yourself becoming Chris Evans favorite student
Type: One shot
It was wrong. All so wrong. You knew that and so did he. Right now you could care less cause your teacher was fucking you on top of his desk, and you were in heaven.
“Such a good girl.” He groaned driving his cock hard into your pussy. “Been waiting to be inside this beautiful pussy.”
Laying on top of his wooden desk mewling like an animal in need. Your hands splayed out beside your head. Chris holding your legs by your ankles firmly against his side. Using your legs as leverage so he could slam deeper into you.
“Fuck Mr.Evans.” You whined your back arching off the desk. All your shame went out the window, and you didn’t care if you got caught
“Wanna hear you fuckin scream my name baby it’s Chris.” He snarled as he sharply thrusted into you making you squeal. “Let em know whose fucking you so good.”
“Chris oh shit.” Crying out his name as you felt his cock all the way up your stomach.
Fingers gripping onto the sides of the desk holding on for dear life. Your breasts bouncing with each thrust. Looking down at your body watching your breasts move, and your pussy taking him all.
Leaning his head forward he took a nipple into his mouth sucking on the bud. Twirling his tongue before he would bite down on it tugging it until it fell out of his mouth. Your fingers tugged on his hair as he pulled away to stand upright.
“Such a good student for her teacher.” He grinned as he watched your body moving back and forth. “Takin my cock so deep and well.”
Looking at where the two of you were connected watching his cock pounding into you. His cock covered in your arousal when he would pull out. Shoving his cock back into making a squelching sound that made your cheeks heat up.
“Such a tight pussy. Maybe I should fuck you more often.” His words drove you wild and you gasped at how naughty he really was.
Continuing to hit that spot over and over again his hands holding onto you. Groaning above you as your pussy would squeeze around him every time he hit your magic spot.
Moving your hips up every time he would push into you so he could get deeper inside you. Your legs spread out farther until they were about shoulder length, he looked down at your exposed pussy and groaned at the sight.
“Naughty little slut fucking her teacher.” He shook his head with a lusty grin making you giggle. “Teachers dirty pet.”
“God yes just for you.” Agreeing with him making him lean forward and attach his lips to yours.
His mouth swallowing all your moans making him groan. Hands placed on either side of your face as he continued to make out with you while slowly moving his cock in and out of you. It felt like such an intimate moment.
Keeping up with his rhythm he sharply thrusted into you stopping buried deep inside you. Your head reeled back as your toes curled. You could feel his cock twitching inside of you as he stayed still. Your hips moving on their own to get him to keep moving.
“Nuh uh you gotta say please for me sweetheart.” His tone was commanding and mocking but you were desperate for him again. “Be a good girl.”
“Please fuck me hard Chris.” Still feeling shy under his heated gaze but not shy enough to keep you from getting fucked into oblivion. “Please my wet pussy needs your cock so much.”
Your words good enough for him as he picked you off the desk, and turned you around so you were not bent over the wooden furniture. Your feet firmly on the ground as your hands laid out in front of you.
Rubbing the tip of his cock up and down your soaked folds before plunging right into you. His thrusting never stopped and he never once lost his pace. It was like his stamina never ended, and you couldn’t help but wonder if it was like this every time.
“Fucking take my cock.” He growled through his teeth as his hand came down smacking your ass cheek. “This pussy is all mine.”
His cock diving deeper inside of you inch by inch. Your walls welcoming his cock. His hands on your hips pulling you back into his body so your skin was smacking against his.
Didn’t take long for him to find your sweet spot again before he started pounding into it harder this time. If Chris wasn’t holding you your body would have fallen to the floor from how rough his thrusts were.
“Yes yes yes right there.” Squealing out each word as you closed your eyes tightly letting the feeling take over your body.
“Squeeze my cock sweetheart.” His hand coming down harder on your ass making you hiss. Surely his hands would leave all kinds of marks on you. “That’s it baby just like that.”
Your body was rocking against the desk driving your hips onto the edge. Opening and closing your eyes again at the intense feeling of pleasure that was washing over your body making your mind all fuzzy.
“Oh god I’m gonna cum.” You cried out feeling your legs give out and your pussy tightening around his cock.
“Cum all over your teachers cock.” He snapped his hips into you with each word. Gasping loud each time he did. “Wanna fill this pussy up.”
Couple more sharp thrusts and the two of you were cuming together like a freight train. Your body trembling underneath his as his hands gripped your skin as his orgasm hit him.
Your body slumped against the desk as Chris leaned his sweaty head forward on your shoulder breathing heavily into it. Giving it a tender kiss his cock still remained inside of you, which oddly and strangely enough it was comforting.
“Fuck after that you’ve passed my class for the rest of the year.” He winked at you and you giggled wiggling your ass as he smacked it hard again.
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Warnings: NSFW 18+ smut, there is a lot of sexual tension in this, dirty talk, swear words, drinking, lots of dry humping, discussion of sex
Summary: Starting your new job in the world of film making you find yourself falling hard for one of your co stars, but he’s desired by almost every woman in the world
Scrambling around in the kitchen as you tried to prepare a nice meal for you and Chris. Extremely nervous to have him over, and to think this was somewhat of a date.
Making sure your makeup and hair looked good enough for him. Wanting nothing more to impress this man, and make him fall head over heels for you. Although that seemed like a dream you still couldn’t help but hope for a romance to blossom.
Stirring the chicken around in the sauce before placing them on a big plate. Shuffling the rice as you sprinkled some spices on top of it. The aroma of the different scents hitting your nose making your mouth water.
Just then a knock came from the front door making you jump. Straightening your outfit out which was extremely casual and comfy since the two of you weren’t actually going anywhere.
Opening the door to see Chris’s smiling face as he wore a white knit sweater, and dark blue jeans. His hair perfectly slicked back making you want to run your fingers through it. It was crazy how hot this man could be easily make you.
“Welcome.” You greeted as you opened the door wider indicating for him to walk inside. “Perfect timing the food is ready.”
“Smells amazing.” He complimented as he sniffed around the kitchen. “Turn on for me when a woman can cook.”
“Thanks to all those cooking shows I watched.” Scooping up the rice and putting it on each of your plates.
Once you had the plates smothered with food you placed them on either side of the table. Chris took his spot licking his lips as he looked at all the food in front of him.
“Would you like something to drink?” Asking he you opened up the cabinet to your liquor bottles.
“I’ll take some red wine if you have it.” Grabbing a bottle you filled a glass for him and yourself. “Thanks.”
As the two of you sat in peace eating your meal you started to feel a sense of calm. Nothing felt awkward or uncomfortable. Things felt right between the two of you like this is how it was meant to be.
Making small talk in between mouthfuls of food. Cracking up a couple of jokes making you laugh trying not to spray wine across the table. It was obvious he felt comfortable being around you.
A part of you was hoping after tonight this would become a daily thing. That he would want to start seeing you outside of work more. Or that the two of you would quit the adult film industry, and pursue another way to make money.
“The food was absolutely delicious.” He spoke after he placed his knife and fork on the plate. “I’ll have to come over more often.”
“I would absolutely love that.” Sounding a little more excited than you intended. “I mean sounds wonderful.”
“Are you okay?” He asked out of blue knowing he was referring to earlier. “I mean after your session with Johnny.”
“Yeah I’m okay.” Nodding your head as you looked down at your hands in your lap. “I’m not used to stuff like that, but I’m really okay.”
“Good because you and I are going to really start drinking.” He clapped his hands together as he walked over to your liquor cabinet.
Grabbing a bottle of tequila as he walked over to you with a mischievous grin. Sheepishly smiling back at him as your mind was starting to race. Surely this night was going to end in something happening between you two.
“Cheers.” Clinking your shot glasses together before he downed the liquid. He made it look so easy.
Quickly downing yours feeling the burn running down your throat. Scrunching you’re face up making him chuckle at you. You were never one to handle your liquor that well.
He was quick to pouring another one and this time you took it at the same time he did. His eyes were glued to yours the whole time making you feel a little flustered. Your cheeks felt enflamed right now from his intense stares.
“Let’s play a game.” He spoke after you both downed your fourth shot you glanced over to him. Shrugging his shoulders at the suggestion. “Could be a way for us to get to know each other.”
“Why the fuck not.” You don’t if that was more of a question or statement. “What game did you have in mind?”
“How about twenty questions?” He suggested and you thought to yourself that was a simple and harmless game.
“Yeah sure.” He beamed when you approved of the game. “How do you play again?”
“I’ll ask you a question and then you ask me a question.” That seemed simple enough. “But if you refuse to answer a question you have to take a shot.”
You knew this wasn’t going to be a simple game. It seemed like he had a hidden agenda behind everything. Maybe he really did just want to get to know you or see what kind of person you were. Knowing him so far things were going to become dirty.
Hearing the rules you downed your fifth shot of the night. The buzz was already taking in affect, and he could tell. He just laughed at how much of a risk taker you were trying to be right now. All you wanted was fun tonight, and he was going to give that to you.
“I’ll go first.” He stated and you just nodded sitting back nervous as hell. “What’s your favorite color?”
“Uh it’s Y/F/C.” His question threw you off you expected him to go with something dirty. “What’s your favorite animal?”
“Wolf.” That answer didn’t surprise you what so ever.“ What’s your favorite movie?”
“Y/F/M.” These questions were easier than you expected them to be.“ What’s your favorite movie?”
“Lady and the tramp.” You looked at him like he had grown two heads and started to laugh. You never expected that to be his answer.
“Really?” It really did come as a surprise that such a heart felt movie could possibly be his favorite.
“Shut up I like Disney movies.” This time he started to laugh with you. He playfully pushed your shoulder making you laugh even harder.
“Wow how manly of you.” Puffing out your chest and striking arm poses like a body builder. He just shook his head at you to which you stopped laughing. “I promise I won’t say anything scouts honor.”
“Alright you little shit let’s keep playing.” He downed a quick shot. “What’s your favorite hobby?”
“I like to read.” Feeling embarrassed by your answer but he seemed to like it since he smiled. “If you could live anywhere where would it be?”
“I would have to say Paris. The most beautiful city in the world.” That sounded absolutely romantic and you weren’t expecting that. “Do you masturbate?”
If your cheeks weren’t on fire before they were now. He just sat there with a smug grin on his face. He had you right where he wanted you. This is was the game he actually wanted to play with you. Otherwise how could these questions go from innocent to dirty.
You really shouldn’t be shy when he asked this question. The two of you fucked people for a living in front of multiple people. If anything you would have no hesitation to answer these type of questions.
He was staring at you so intensely right now you just wanted to crawl into a hole and hide. You were kind of drunk right now, and somewhat turned on by his question.
“Yeah I do.” You answered honestly thanks to the five shots that were now hitting you. “Do you use handcuffs?”
“Yes I do.” He winked at you making you take another shot. The room was getting hotter all of a sudden. “Do you like to be spanked?”
“No.” He looked shocked at your response making you look down at your now clammy hands. “I mean yeah I do.”
“I could always spank you.” He remarked making your eyes go wide making him laugh. “Don’t worry I won’t do that to you.”
Not understanding why suddenly you were cowering in a shell around him. It was something about him that had you feeling shy and innocent. You wanted to impress and attract him so he would want you back.
“I mean unless you really want me to?” He started to lift his hips up like he was about to approach you making you gulp.
“No I’m good.” You answered rather quickly making him smirk at how he got to you.
It seemed like the room was getting smaller and smaller. The longer you looked at him the more you started to realize just how beautiful this man really was. He had such soft looking skin with a little bit of scruff across his chin.
His eyes were like a light blue with a hint of green. It reminded you very much of the ocean. Eye lashes so thick he could blow you away with them. Small freckles sprinkled across his face giving him more of an innocent and sweet appearance.
Chris coughed breaking you from your trance of staring at him like a weirdo. Looking away from him wanting to avoid the judgement he probably had across his face of you basically checking him out.
“Okay my turn what’s your favorite position?” You wanted to cover your face but frayed from doing that.
“When a girl is riding me cow girl.” That had your heart beating faster, and you clenching your thighs together. All you could picture was doing that with him.
“Are you picturing doing that with me right now?” A huge smirk across his face as he was looking into your eyes.
“Yes.” Slapping a hand over your mouth with how quickly you answered that. You just wanted to get the attention off of you as soon as possible. “Do you watch porn?”
Instead of answering the question Chris reached across grabbing you pulling you onto his lap making you squeal. Your hands landed on his shoulders to keep yourself balanced. Legs on either side of his, and your chest practically in his face.
Both of you staring into each other’s eyes, and there was clear sexual tension between you two. His hands on your hips that started to make your body move against his. Taking the hint that he wanted you to start grinding against him.
“Don’t get shy on me now Y/N.” He shook his head at you teasingly with a smile. “Show me what a vixen you really are.”
Slowly moving your hips against him feeling him harden beneath you. His eyes were glazed over and all you could see was hunger and lust. Your panties were starting to become wet with desire. The fabric of your panties rubbing against your clit making you moan.
“Yes baby moan for me.” He groaned in your ear as his hands squeezed the skin on your hips. He was probably trying to control himself, and not completely take over scaring you.
Although you would have no problem with him taking over you completely. Your insides clenching at the thought of riding his cock right now. Feeling him slam his hips up into you hitting your pelvis.
This felt like such an intimate moment right now. Something that a couple would be doing to keep that spice in their relationship. It felt like you two were the only people in this world, and nothing was coming between you two.
“The things I wanna do to you.” He growled he watched your hips moving against his lap. “To have you all night.”
“Begging for my cock until your in tears.” The thought of crying just for his cock had you whimpering.
Feeling the liquor completely take over your body you started to really grind against him. Pressing down harder on his crotch so it was his turn to moan this time. Leaning his head against your shoulder the faster you started to hump him.
“Oh god.” You moaned when the pressure of your clothes and his jeans pressing against your clit made your lower stomach tingle.
“I want you to cum at the thought of my cock going inside your pussy.” His words had your eyes rolling into the back of your head. “Just feel me baby.”
His words encouraging you a lot more than you were expecting them to. Between his hands, his dirty words being whispered into your ear, and his extremely hard cock pressed against your crotch you were probably going to cum sooner than you thought.
Your hips moving in a way almost as if you were really fucking him. Both of your moans filling the room making it echo. Thank god you didn’t have any roommates or else this would have been incredibly awkward.
“Bet your pussy is soaked for me.” Feeling a shudder rack his body at the thought of feeling you in this moment. “Tight little pussy sucking me in.”
His lips attaching themselves to your neck sucking on the flesh lightly. The blood rising to the surface of your skin. He was probably leaving his mark.
“Just like that sweetheart.” Feeling his hands gripping your hips tightly surely leaving a bruise. “God I wanna fuck you so bad.”
“I know you’re getting closer sweetheart.” He mumbled against your neck. Sweat forming on his forehead, and on the back of your neck.
“I want to feel your cock.” You have no idea where this horny girl came from, but you surely were enjoying her.
You were never the type of woman to become this horny. It was different being horny for work, but to be this way in real life was a whole new person. Intimacy was not something you were used to. It was rough sex you were used to.
“I know baby next time right now you need to focus on you.” Hearing that encouraged you to move faster.
You probably looked like a mad woman the way you were moving on top of him. Grinding your body against his like an animal in heat. Rushing to reach your release and using his body to get to it. Neither of you cared though since you were both feeling good at this moment.
It felt like you were living in a fantasy right now. Grinding heavily on top of a man that was way too attractive for you. Maybe it was the liquor and it was just making you two horny. Or maybe it was true feelings that were coming to light.
Either way all you could do was bask in the moment right now. Having been a long time since anyone has touched you like this. It felt nice to be touched like this, and it felt nice to be wanted and feel attractive.
At one point you were just straight up teasing him. You would slow your movements then by lifting your hips up and slamming down on his crotch making him growl. He gave you a couple spanks on your ass cheeks making you squeal.
“Watch it darling.” Making you look into his eyes giving you a warning. “I will bend you over my lap and slap that ass until it’s bright red.”
By the look on his face you knew he wasn’t joking, and you could tell he wanted you to try and do it again and test him.
He did seem like the type of guy who loved to punish his girl by spanking her, and than rubbing her cheeks soothingly with ointment. Everything about him scream physical touch and affection. Like he wanted rough sex, but then he would spoil you after.
Breathing heavily on the top of his head as you felt that familiar burn in the pit of your stomach. Your head falling back the closer to your orgasm you were getting. Chris was close to when you felt his cock twitch under neath his pants.
“Cum for me sweetheart.” That was all it took for you pushing hard down on him your sensitive clit becoming over loaded. Your release hitting you hard and fast.
Both of you moaning and groaning at the fact you just came in your shorts from dry humping him. Leaving your head down so your face was pressed against his shoulder. His hands rubbing your back up and down soothingly, and you were still coming down from your orgasm.
You just sat on his lap feeling yourself becoming tired from what just took place. Still breathing heavily the amount of alcohol you consumed in a short amount of time was not helping either.
In this moment alcohol or not you really could stay in Chris’s arms forever. It was just something about him that you couldn’t wrap your mind around. You wanted to be around him all the time.
You just couldn’t believe all that happened.Feeling your sensations heightened, and you just wanted more of him. Just praying and hoping that nobody ever found out , and that it wouldn’t come between your work and friendship.
“We should get you to bed.” You just nodded your head already feeling your eyes closing.
Instead of lifting you off of him he somehow moved yours and his body so he was still holding you when he stood up. Carrying you to your bedroom bridal style. It was the most sweetest most romantic thing a man has ever done for you.
Placing you under the covers then pulling them up towards your neck making sure you were comfortable. He gave you a peck on the forehead making you shut your eyes with a smile.
“Stay.” You whispered when he started to walk away.
Looking and sounding like a lost puppy dog. You probably looked pathetic to him, but you didn’t want to be left alone right now. Plus all you wanted was for Chris to hold you in his arms all night.
“Alright lady but just for tonight.” He referenced to the lady and tramp scene making you snicker.
Pulling his jeans down but leaving his boxers on so he could get comfortable. Then pulling the covers back so he could get into bed. Thinking that he was going to stay away, but surprising you when he pulled your body flush against his so you were spooning with him.
His strong arms wrapped around your body keeping you close and warm. Snuggling his face into your shoulder leaving light kisses against the skin. Your heart was practically swooning and how cute he was being with you right now.
“Good night beautiful.” Was the last thing you heard before you felt the slumber or darkness consume your body.
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