Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Steve Rogers x Female Reader, Bucky Barnes x Female Reader x Steve Rogers Summary: Bucky and Steve brand their best girl. Word Count: Over 6.6k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, vaginal sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), spitroasting, threesome, dirty talk, tension, possessive behavior, porn with feels (it’s me, c’mon), tattooed Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers (they’re warnings, okay?) A/N: Welcome back to my tattoo AU! Have you missed them? I know I have! Beta read by the wonderful @whisperlullaby but any and all mistakes are my own. Thank you, lovely! Banner created by yours truly, but Bucky and Steve photos were provided by the talented @nix-akimbo ! This AU wouldn’t exist without them. Divider by the beautiful @firefly-graphics and banners by the lovely @vase-of-lilies. And thanks to @lookiamtryingand@drabblewithfrannybarnes for our new reader nickname.
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It was a beautiful day as you sat between Bucky and Steve in Thor’s truck, gazing through the windshield as the three of you drove through town. The boys had just finished setting up your new dining room table and Thor was kind enough to let them use his truck to pick it up and deliver it from the store. Ever since you moved into their place, they had done everything in their power to make the place more like your own. That included upgrading some of the furniture, which you tried to talk them out of in the beginning. You didn’t want them turning their home upside down for you. They, of course, argued that it was your home now, too.
NAVYYYY I’m a mess right now! In more ways than one but I feel like that’s to be expected with your stories hehe. I love this trio so much and watching their relationship grow has been amazing. I literally started crying when they started talking about what she meant to them and the tattoos and then the whole ending, I fucking melted I also really like the way you incorporate what she’s thinking too, showing her excitement and fear and nerves, I think it’s great! AHHHHHHHH I’M A WRECKKKKK
Summary: it’s been two months since you left, but that doesn’t mean you couldn’t work it out.
Pairings: Colin Shea x black!reader
Warnings: smut, minors dni, make up sex, pregnancy, breeding kink
(A/N: this story has been sitting in the drafts for idk how long lol glad it’s finally done though just needed to let it bake for a minute apparently. Named after I Miss You by Blink-182. I think this is based on an ask sent to me by @queenoftheworldisdead a long time go. Not proofread in the slightest . Anyway like, follow, reblog with feedback ✌)
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Of course you’d told Colin you wanted to take a break and this is what happened. It was like life wasn’t allowing you to know peace. You knew you needed to talk to him for more reasons than one. It wasn’t that you didn’t even want him anymore.
The fight that sprung it on had been bad. All the yelling. You’d spent the rest of the night crying while he got drunk at some bar before being dropped off back home by one of his band mates.
The next day you’d packed your shit and left. Told him you needed some space from him. Even when he begged you to stay, you just couldn’t. Told him you didn’t know when he’d be back home. It was silly, but you’d been having nightmares ever since. Of that look on his face when he’d watched you get into your sister’s car.
I sat at the kitchen isle with my phone heavy in my hand. My heart beating fast with excitement
I got the text just last night around 5 pm which must of been early morning late night of them . As the waters final broke
My newest granddaughter coming into the world
I couldn’t sleep all night . The panic of everything and how it’s all a sudden become very real . If that how I felt god knows how y/n felt .
I’m just glad she wasnt by her self she been through so much the last couple of month no thanks the my son .
Arr that’s a story for a different time . I love and adore that boy . Mothers love after all but I wont ever forgive or forget what he did to the girl I’d hope to call my daughter one day .
He threw it all away for his new assistant he cheated with and now he has to deal with the consequences.
I gladed up to the clock on the wall behind me .
7.18
God is she even hear yet ?
I know labour can be long and hard . I should know four times but with everyone it’s less time
I zoned out thinking about each day my own little ones came into the world . Robert was always with me . With his kids when they came into the world .
It’s a shame y/n and the baby will never know that. But this is what she wanted nothing to do with my son . I dont blame her. It pains me so much .especially lying to my son but he lied to her for far too long. Did what he said he would never do . But did it anyway .
At least Scott’s with them
I’ll never forget the day we found . Found out everything.
7 months ago
3rd person
“You know lisa your pancakes ……. ” y/n slowed swoled the rest of her food.
“Are too good for this world ”
A soft giggled escape y/n lips as syrup tripled down her chin as Lisa’s laughter boomed through out the kitchen
“Why thank you …. ” Lisa said with a wife smile on the other side of the table .
“So what’s chris and you up today ” she asked
The smile that was once on y/n suddenly dropped as her head fell down look at the plate
“Ummm .. he went to New York for a shoot I think …” she said quietly
“Is that boy serious!”
“Its fine lisa he said hell be back tonight you know ” y/n rushed out
Lisa sighed and took a deep breath
“That’s not the point …. he just asked for your hand in marriage and he couldn’t spare a month or two to spend with you .”
Lisa stated but then her brows raised “wait I thought he said he didnt have anything for at least 9 weeks ”
Y/n just shrugged her shoulder clearly hiding somthing
“Did you two have a fight ? ” lisa asked but quickly came consider as y/n face twisted with disgust.
“What is it the pancakes or my son ?” Lisa chuckled lightly leaning towards placing a hand on top of y/n . Who just shook her head until she shot up and raced around the kitchen isle to the sink .
The sounds of choking and gagging as well as a swash sounded echoed throught out the kitchen
Lisa stood as fast as she could and went behind y/n
“I’m….. hmmm.. I’m…so …s…so sorry lisa ” y/n wiped her mouth with the back of her hand a few tears escaped her eyes .
“What … no dont be silly. ” lisa quickly filled a glass of water up handing it to y/n
“Maybe I didnt cook the pancakes right ?”
“No … not at all ”
Lisa titled her head waiting for y/n to continue.
“It happend this morning….. and yesterday ” y/ n half closed her eyes as her heart sped up .
“And umm .umm”
“How long ” a small smile spread on lisa face .
“What ? ” y/n head shot up
“How far along are you ?” Lisa asked .y/n eyes wides
“What !….. ”
Lisa had a small knowing smile on her face .slowly taking the glass out of y/n hand
“Come on .. we are going to the store ..”
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Present day lisa pov
I rember that day . God we were both so happy . Well I was . I was about to be a grandmother again . And I know y/n was but she was hiding somthing
I’m not gonna lie at first I thought it might not be chris by the way she was acting . But it was far from it . More like she was to much of love fool to leave my stuiped son . It pains me to think about the future there could of had . The pain and lies he put her threw
But hey she has her baby and he now has his son to .
My eyes blured as I was stuck in my own head . I almost missed the phone buzzing in my hand
I smiled wide
“Hi ” I waved as I asked the face time to my youngest sons face on the other side .
“Hi ma ” scott said quietly. Clearly still in the hospital room
“So !” I said exitenly nearly bouncing on my seat
“Ma ! ” scott snapped quietly again . “There asleep ”
“Both of them ” I asked . Abit upset .
“Yeah ” scott began to make he way across the room
“Sorry ” I said quietly.
Scott shook his head a little laugh left him as he smiled .
“So …” he tiled her phone until i saw a sleeping y/n sound a sleep “she wiped out ”
“I dont blame her child birth is no joke ”
“Tell me about I think she broke my hand "scott said seriously.
"Just be thankful she didnt bite you ” I laught
Scott zoomed his face back on him
“No she did . ” he nodded his head “ got stitches to … oh and I think my ego hurt to … she made her feeling very clear …. I think she thought I was chris when she did tho . ” he took a deep breath “that’s what I’m telling my self anyway ”
I couldn’t help but laugh. I couldn’t help my self Scott looked like a kick puppy
“Ma it’s not funny I got stitches …”
I shook my head slowly quiting my laughs
“Sorry ”
The smile quickly returned on Scott’s face
“So …. ready to meet your granddaughter?”
My eyes widen as I nodded “please ”
Scott switch the carma so it flipped until next to the hospital bed there was a tanspart container that was filled with pink and yellow blankets
My breath stopped and my eyes watered
“Oh my…. ”
“She beautiful isn’t she ?” Scott said softly
A sob left me “oh my god Scott just look at her. ”
“Oh ma dont cry ”
“I have to… just look…. oh she just… ”
I quickly wiped the tears away
“So …. how … ”
“She healthy …” Scott began behind the carma as it was till forced on the little bundle
“Small at 5 pounds but healthy . Small surprising how big the bump was …”
“Good .. good ” I chuckled. “Oh ..”
“And do you wanna guess what she called her ? ”
“Lisa ?” I quickly said .
“No ..” oh my heart snake “well not quite …”
I heard some murmurs and bed sheets moving
“Its ma …”
“Oh .!”
The phone images blured as the phone was quickly taken. Until it fell onto a tried looking y/n with bed hair .
“Y/n …. y..you actually opened the door !” Chris said softly just as soft as he eyes were on you . His chest was no longer heavy and in pain but more light but it didnt stop the fast beating if his heart
“You didnt think I would ? ” y/n crossed her arms over her chest and tiled her head to the side. Not quite telling what she felt in the moment
“I ..I. yes… and then. … I was …was gonna ”
“What leave ,clime threw I window ” y/n snapped
“What ! … I dont know "chris suddenly become hurt once again at her voice .
She took a deep breath "why are you here Chris ” she asked slowly .
He stood there silent for a moment or two.
“I just need to see you ” he said it was such confidence as if it was his only misson in life . It took y/n by surprise so much she felt tears burn her eyes
“And …um whys that …you made your feeling perfectly cle…..”
With her word cut off my an unfamiliar feeling of soft yet chapped lips meet her and the ticklish feeling on her cheeks from what ? A bread . Y/n forget how to breath for a moment and just stood there . It last no more then two . Maybe three sentence but it was enough for her to have everything she ever wanted and everything she didnt need right now by making everything so confusing
“Oh shit … shit .. I’m.. shit …y/n im …”
It was Chris turn to he cut of as y/n predicly leaped on him . He quickly brought her close and held her tight as there fighted for dominance. It wasnt untill Chris took some step forward enough to now be inside and to spin y/n closing the door while pushing her against it .
As y/n grabbed onto chris hair she cant help but it feel like she was walking on air . Untill she was lifted up and her noise touching chris
“You shouldn’t of done that….” y/n spoke her lips still moving softly against his
“You…kissed me ” chris bit her bottom lip
“You did it first … ..” y/n giggled untill she pulled her head back and looked into those eyes . Those blue ocean eyes that she will never not love .
“Why ?” Her voice was above a whisper more of a sob
Chris shook his head slightly “I dont know …” chris spoke honestly crushing y/n all over again. “
"I dont know why the fuck it took me so long. ” a smile creeped on chris face as he lend in once again .
“Wait!”
“Wh…. oh you dont .. you dont …feel .. what?” Chris spoke quickly unknowing tighting his hands on her hips
Y/n looked down with a heavy heart
“Chris your getting married .”
“No ….no you dont …. ” he put her down and step back “you dont get to use that…. that to hide away from me y/n not again ”
“What ! ”
“God I’m getting married and I purposely came here to see you .. to kiss you to be with you ” Chris’s voice raised
“What so what you just thought you could get lucky with me before you go of into the sunset with Minka ”
“Oh for fuck sake y/n” Chris shouted
“No you dont shout in my house …no yo…”
“Are you really gonna make me do thing here and right now ”
“Do what ?” Y/n asked with a shrug
Chris just looked at her with wide eyed
“Y/n …..”
“Wait are you going some where ?” He asked taking in your outfit .
“I … I. ” you didnt know what to say “don’t change the subject!”
“No answer my question ” he demanded
“ yes I was ! And fuck me for having a social life for once!” You shouted
“Fine I’ll leave you to it then ” chris went to the door but not before you were finished with him
“No what were you going to say ..”
Chris stayed silent
“ oh for fuck sake why did you kiss me !” It wasnt untill how you felt tears roll down your eyes
“I . I ….lo…” Chris took a deep breath and went to the door once again . “I cant do this right now !”
A/N this story will have a mixture of 3rd person and 1st person (form all point of view ) . My gonna try my best but my English isn’t the best
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3rd person
You know when you have that feeling . The feeling of suffocation. The feeling of you at a stand still as the future you had planned and wanted is suddenly ripped away from you and your left with a shattered heart and minds along with no Hope’s. Nothing .
That’s what y/n felt . Still feels . See it never goes away. It just dulls down
You see when you go about your life form one stage of the next you never know what’s gonna happen . What you gonna do . Who you are to meet . How that person will effect your life .
You never know the most important parts of your life as there happing . Only after .
It’s the down side of being human we never understand the importance of somthing until it’s too late
Theres a quote that also stickes out to me . A very important one at that. by a person or should I say character .
“ life is a pile of good things and bad . The good doesnt always soften the bad vise versa . The bad things dont nessracily spoil the good things and make them unimportant ”
If you know you . And we can be friends….
If not …
I’m gonna tell you anyway….
The 11th doctor .
You know it’s silly how much a show you watch as a child and still do today can bring you some much comfort . Not only to you but your children to come . See people undermine tv shows . But there are important to many people . There hold so much meaning and love . People use tv as an escape . Or brings back memories. See doctor who holds a very important factor in my life just for a tv show but we ain’t here to talk about that just now . But bare that in mind it is very important .
(Quick side note 12 the best. Fight me !)
Anyways …..
Back to the story …
Wait where was I..
Oh yes the quote .
This quote ..
This quote ..
No sorry its gonna your gonna have to give me a minute.
Fuck it . I’ll just let her explain .
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“AHHHHHHHH ! ”
“Come on you can do it ” Scott tried to sooth but that ain’t FUCKIN WORKING
“I CANT ! SCOTT ” I screamed. Squeaking his hand tight .
“Come on you have to . Let me meet my niece ”
“ILL LET YOU MEET MY FIST IN A MINUTE… AHHHH FUCK ”
the feeling. The pain was overwhelming. The screaming wasnt helping at all I feel sick and…. no I can describe it . How the fuck do you describe child labour .
“Miss y/l/n ” the midwife inbetween my legs began “she coming. Miss one more push I promise that’s it ”
I quickly snapped to look up at scott with his annoying ass smile nodding his head .
One more push.
One more push until my life start a new
I nodded and turned my head back to the nurse as tears stung my eyes
One more push and I’ll meet my daughter.
One more push until my life starts .
I cant help but smile as tears roll down my cheeks
Here I was in a hospital in London back home after 3 years of living in boston with my ex good for nothing fiance.
At 2 in morning holding his brother hand bring our - NO MY - daughter into the world .
See that man , that cheating man , the man I love more then anything still -WHY ILL NEVER KNOW -
See no matter how much bad hes put me though how he ruined our future together for his pregnant assistant. How he …
“Ahhh…” I began to push
He will never spoil this for me . He will neve take this future from me . Not if I. Or his brother . Or his mother have anything to do with it
“Ahhhhhhgggg.”
Ha that reminds me of do….
3rd person
See told ya it would come in handy .
Y/n pushed long and hard until the pain rippled through her . Making Scott hiss in pain swearing as he felt as if his finger had snapped of .
Y/n cries of pain echoes through out the room until she was beatin by a strong pair of new lung .
Y/n fell back on her pillow with a wide smile as her baby was wrapped up and cleaned . She glanced at scott who was now crying god know if from the pain in his hand or just witnessing the strongest women he knew apart from his mother bring his niece into the world .
“Ummm miss ”
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1st person
I quickly turned my head to the nurse who looked down to her arms with a pool of blanket that had
“My baby ….” I whispered
The nurse only nodded and extended her armes to me
I quickly stay up and put my armes in the way I was told and held my dolls as a little girl . I could feel everyone eyes on me in room but I didnt care as the blanket came near to my arms my eyes fell upon a red faced button nosed tiny … tiny thing .
As she was placed in my armes . I cant stop the tears nor the smile . A loud sob escaped my lips as I was stunned .
Here she was .
In my arms
My baby
My sweet baby girl
“Hello there ” I giggled softly causing Scott to giggle as he bent down to .
“Hi little one ” he spoke all above a whisper
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath
“Scott ?”
“Hmmm” his eyes were to forced on the little one in my arms
“Is this real ? ” I asked slowly
There was a pause. My heart began to race thinking it’s all a dream
“Y/n ! ”
Oh no it’s a dream my baby isn’t here yet is she ?
I snapped my eyes open to see Scott eye level with me .
“Of course it ” he said softly.
More tears . More tears . God all I’ve done for 9months is cry .
But for onces in a long . Long. Long time these were happy
I noded my head with blurry eyes as I looked down in my arms
“Its real ” I final say
“So ..” said scott
“So … ” then me
I placed a kiss gently on the forehead of the baby in my arms . Lifting her up slowly while bending my neck
“Welcome to the real world …. "I began whisper as a secret only to be shared with her once and never again
Summary:You and Chris get to know each other better over a flirty friendly lunch.
Warnings: Fluff, spinkle of Angst, Profanity, phonetic spelling of words said in a Boston accent because I needed a laugh
Notes:Hey loves! Hope you all are well! It’s been a while— praying I didn’t forget how to write too bad and y’all enjoy this installment lol. Little FYI: I’m basing the reader’s music off of that of Banks and SZA. Before you dive in, set themood with the moodboard + musicspecially curated to go with this part! Read the previous part here.
The GPS said the drive from the museum to the restaurant would be… well, you were distracted from that bit of information. Not that it would matter. Chris keeps making turns against the suggested route, citing that this was “his city” and that he’s a “real Boston boy”.
What you do know is that the talking and laughing with Chris made the car ride seem all too short. Pointing out familiar streets and landmarks, he lit up telling you his childhood stories laced within the city. Pardon, his city. The glint in his eyes and excitement in his voice sent tiny sparks up your spine, but you did your best to ignore it.
Chris tried to guess where you had the two of you going for lunch. You, however, wouldn’t give in to his guesses. Eventually, you arrive at a market of sorts, a culture clash of small businesses and patrons. It’s in an area Chris is familiar with, but he never thought much of coming to.
“I thought we were going to a restaurant?” Chris inquires, not seeing a food establishment from his spot in the driver’s seat.
You puff out your jaw, squint your eyes, and proceed with your best ‘Godfather’-like impersonation as you tell Chris,“I thought you would’ve learned to stop asking me questions by now, hm.”
“That… was horrible.” Chris’ deadpan causes you to giggle in response.
“I know! Now c’mon; I’m starved!” You draw out as you reach to let yourself out of the car.
“Woah, woah, hold on,” Chris stops you with a gentle hand on your arm. You questioningly look over your shoulder at him. He unbuckles his seatbelt and gets out of the car. Settling back into your seat with a huff of delighted shock, you realize what he’s doing.
Chris jogs to your door, the returning drizzle giving him a sense of urgency. He opens the door for you then offers his upturned, open hand for you to choose to take. You hesitate for a millisecond before obliging, delicately placing your smaller hand in his large palm.
You’re unsure of the last time anyone was this… chivalrousto you. Trying not to dwell on it too long, you give him a soft-spoken ‘thank you’. Chris responds with an equally soft ‘of course’. You both find it difficult to meet each other’s eyes, missing the shy smile the other is sporting.
“Lead the way,” Chris gently prompts with a hand extended in the market’s direction.
Mildly busy, the market is livened by business people, college students, housewives and househusbands alike. Store fronts of small businesses ranging from sustainable fashion to high-end housewares line the long cobble stone path, accented by fairy lights for added whimsy. Chris curiously takes in the sights from beneath a low baseball cap and hoodie. He’s sure to not let his eyes linger too long for fear of locking with anyone.
Meanwhile, you’re walking with purpose, leaving a distracted Chris behind. He catches up when he notices you turn a corner in his periphery. When he follows the path you took, he finds you by a green, white, and red beaded archway.
You pause and look up at Chris, a playful grin on your lips that makes his heart skip a beat. He’s looking down at you, brows raised with utter anticipation. You think this might be your favorite expression on him. You pull back and step through the beaded entrance, Chris following suit closely behind you.
“Woah…” It was almost as if that small act of stepping over the threshold transported you both to Sicily. The faint notes of Italian standards play in the background as Chris gawks at the charming restaurant.
The mostly occupied dining area is quaint, housing about 10 tables max, including a couple of booths. The walls are decorated with floor-to-ceiling built-in shelves of libations from Italy. The alcohol display is interrupted by creeping vert vines that add that little bit of spice to the space.
As a waiter walked by, Chris breathed in deeply, the warm aroma of marinara sauce, freshly baked bread and Italian spices filled his nose and lungs.
“How’d you manage to find the one Italian restaurant in the greater Boston area I’ve never been to, much less heard of?”
“Hmmm… must not be as much of a Boston boy as you think,” you say with a wink, and Chris scoffs through his lopsided smirk.
“There she is!” a bellowing voice familiar to you draws yours and Chris’ attention away from each other. Chris looks on as the short, husky man pulls you in for a cheek-to-cheek kiss. “It’s been too long! Mi sei mancata la faccia!”
“Charlie, you know I have no idea what you’re saying, but I like the way you say it!” You share a laugh with your Uber driver-turned-friend. “And what do you mean ‘it’s been too long’! I was just here last week.”
“5 days ago to be exact. 5 days since you, ya castmates… most importantly ya directah,” Charlie stresses lustfully in his strong Boston accent, “have swarmed Ma’s restaurant. Whassup with that, huh?”
“The real question here is what’s up with your crush on Sonya, huh?” you tease him. Charlie’s smitteness with your director has not gone unnoticed.You can practically see the hearts forming in his eyes at this moment.
“I doan know what ya tawkin about.”
“Uh-huh,sure.”
“Enough abowut it! Let’s get ya seated and you can tell me who’s ya new friend,” Charlie says, motioning to Chris.
When you’re seated in a corner booth by a rainy window, you introduce the two men.“ This is Chris, my, uh…um…” You hadn’t really thought about what to call your relationship with Chris. It’s been… rockyup until this point, and while you’ve been friendly, you’re certainly not friends. Not yet, at least.
Chris notices and understands your hesitance, a small part of him hoping it’s because you don’t want to friend-zone him. “It’s alright, don’t worry your pretty, little head about it,” he teases you, earning him an eye roll. “We’re… acquaintances, right?”
“Right! Acquaintances… I guess?” It didn’t feel right, a little too impersonal, but you’ll roll with it for now.
“‘Acquaintances’?” Charlie sizes Chris up, a comical sight considering the dramatically different statues of the two men. He tilts his head and squints at Chris’ face, his expression melting from intimidation to inquisition. Chris tenses, knowing the look he’s being given all to well. “Been here before, Chris? You look mighty familiah…”
“Umm… no… I don’t… don’t believe so,” Chris answers almost timidly. The avoidant gaze into the plastic covered menu, the heated cheeks that shone the same color as a tomato— you know thatlook all too well. You decide to do what you hoped someone would do for you.
“He’s just got one of those faces! But um, I’m ready to order if you are?” you try to deflect. Charlie doesn’t think much of it and takes down your meal decisions, but that small act means the world to Chris. He mouths ‘thank you’ from across the booth, and you smile and tip your head in a slight nod, sure he would’ve done the same for you.
You order your usual, spaghetti with veganmeatballs, and a glass of the house white wine. Chris has what you’re having except he’s ordered a “tonic”, which you learned the hard way the other night is Bostonian for soda. Charlie is back promptly with your drinks and breadsticks and ensures that your food will arrive shortly with a small smirk on his face that you don’t think too much of.
It’s quiet at your table for quite some time. Both you and Chris take small sips from your glasses, nibble at the garlic-y bread, look out the window and around the restaurant. As you do so, you run through a list of conversation starters in your head but you’ve deemed them all too dumb, too boring or too invasive. Why the hell do I care so much? You glance up at Chris and wonder if he’s going through the same irrational inner turmoil you are. Maybe he’s not, or maybe he’s overcome his when he finally breaks the silence.
“So, um… how long have you been a vegan?”
“Um… how long have we been shooting this movie? My character— she’s very, uh… power to the people— and plants,” You chuckle out. “Figured it wouldn’t hurt to give it a try myself. Go a little method,” you say with a shrug.
Chris waves his breadstick at you as he asks, “You believe in all that methodstuff?”
“I don’t know… I’m really new to this whole acting thing, but I guess I just like the idea of really connecting with this character in every way I can. She reminds me so much of myself at that age.”
“How so?” Chris presses on.
“She’s…sure. She’s sure of herself… of her judgements and decisions. She’s sure of her hand in her own success. And that breeds this really un-fuck-with-able confidence in her that if I had an ounce of, it’d be over for you hoes,” you end with a slow nod and look off into the distance.
Chris laughs at your dramatics, but it dawns on him what you’ve shared. “Wait… you’re telling me that’s not you now? I mean, I know I’ve only known you a short time, but you seem pretty un-fuck-with-ably confident to me.”
“Ha! Guess I’m a better actress than I thought,” you mutter. Chris knows it’s meant to be a joke, but watching as you fiddled with the rings on your finger, his chest tightened. A look of sympathy must’ve shown on his face, because you start to wish you hadn’t said anything at all. Did I just overshare? God, I thought I outgrew that.
To save you from your minor embarrassment is Charlie with the same smirk from earlier. He gently places the order in the center of your table, and you finally understand what his face was trying to give away earlier.
“We’re, uh… runnin’ low on plates…” is Charlie’s half-baked explanation. “Buon appetito!” he offers before hastily leaving.
Sat between you and Chris was the meal you ordered, yes, but on the single largest plate you think you’ve everseen. One plate of spaghetti for two people— two practical strangers— to share. The embarrassment just won’t stop, will it?
Elbow perched on the table, your hand acts as a visor of sorts on your forehead as you massage away the headache forming at your temple. You can’t see Chris, just hear him chuckling and breathing out an “oh man…” under his breath. His fork comes into view as he twirls the pasta onto it. You peek under your hand up at him.
“What? Not gonna just look at it!” Chris insists. “Now, let’s see what this vegan meatball is about… DAMN! That tastes legit!” You giggled at his enthusiasm and felt your tension melt away.
You began to dig in as well. It was fine, normal even, for a few moments. You could almost forget you’re sharing one big ass plate of pasta with one of Hollywood’s most sought after stars at a hole-in-the-wall Italian restaurant. Yep, verynormal. As long as I keep from oversharing the rest of this afternoon, everything should be fine… you thought to yourself.
“Tell me… how are you liking Boston?” Chris asks.
“It’s fine.”
“‘Fine’?! Just fine.”
“It’s great Chris, no need to get your panties in a twist. But, ya know… It’s just not…”
“Home? Yeah, I get that. Where’s home for you?”
“Um… well I guess home has never been a single place for me. It’s with people I love, as cheesy as that sounds. Home is where my heart is…” you trail off as you remember you shouldn’t share too much.
“And your heart is with family, friends… a boyfriend…?” Chris slips in.
“What is this? 20 questions?” You quip as you sip on your white wine.
“Maybe… if you want. You can ask me something.”
“Hmm… Ok…” You ponder over what to ask him as you twirl your pasta around your fork. “What is… mm no. How about… nah, wait.” Chris huffs impatiently as he awaits your first question. “Ok! I got it!”
“Alright, lay it on me.” Your breath hitches at his word choice and you hope doesn’t notice. Why’d he have to say it like that?! You clear your throat and ask your question.
“What’s your favorite song of mine?”
“Really?That’syour question? So conceited…”
You giggle before explaining, “Well, I only ask ‘cos a little Scottie told me he saw you, and I quote, ‘full on rocking out’ to one of my songs. I’m just curious which one it was.” You sip on your straw and peer up at Chris, watching for his reaction.
Chris groans, covering his face while sinking down the booth seat. You can’t hear too much of what he’s saying behind his hands and over your laughter, but it sounds like he’s cursing Scott’s name. When he finally restores some gumption, he places his hands on his napkin, eyes fixated on his fingertips picking at the dampened corners. Teeth sunk into your bottom lip, you try your best to bite back your amusement to not further Chris’s obvious embarrassment.
“Ok…” Chris sighs out, “ I’ll admit it! I’m man enough to own up to it,” he shrugs. “Yes, I was ‘full on rocking out’ to your music. You’re amazing at what you do.”
Your face heats up, not expecting the compliment. You don’t know what to say. It’s not like you’ve never heard it before. In fact you’ve heard it a lot the past couple of years, you’d thought you’d become numb to it. Yet, for some reason, sitting across from Chris, his eyes looking tenderly into yours, the compliment you’ve heard a million times before just… hits different. “Thank you.”
“Of course.”
You clear your throat and break eye contact with Chris. “You still haven’t answered my question, though…”
“Right! Hold on…” Chris says as he fishes his phone from his front pocket. He scrolls through his music app to find the playlist he’s made of his favorite songs of yours. Your cheeks burn even more intensely as you watch. “‘Gemini Feed’ is my favorite to dance to; hands down! But I also really love ‘Drew Barrymore’; it’s fun… but sad, ya know? What am I saying; of course youknow; it’s your song!”
You giggle in somewhat disbelief of watching Chris motherfucking Evans geek out over yoursongs!
“Well… this is a rare opportunity I have, to talk to the artist herself, that is. So, I have to ask, how did that song come about? From personal experience, I suppose?”
“Yeah… um, gosh. You want the full or abridged version of the story?”
“Full! Are you kidding me?!”
“Ok, ok! Well, it was right before my album was set to come out, and my boyfriend-at-the-time dumped me,” you laugh lightly at the now-funny memory. “After weeks of heated arguments and projecting his career insecurities on to me, he picked his final fight with me about how I was “acting too famous for him” and just ended things.”
“Damn.”
“Yeah… It completely caught me off guard. I couldn’t think straight in the studio that day, so I ended the session earlier and went to a party, per my best friend-slash-manager’s coercion. She’s a bad influence.”
“I like her style! Did the party help?” Chris asked.
“Well, it was on the higher-end of house parties, and I just wasn’t used to being around such an expensive lifestyle yet. But guess who was there because why wouldn’t he be?,” you exhale and roll your eyes as you reminisce.
Chris leaned in with intrigue. “The Ex?”
“Mm-hm. In my standard walk-in-the-party-scan of the room, I spot him. I should’ve known because that party was very much his scene, but what I wouldn’t have guessed is that he’d be there with some other woman.”
“What?!”
You nod your head as you proceed to spill the tea to Chris. “This dude is there with another woman, after being out of a relationship for all of 8 hours. I think the worst part is that she looked nothing like me. Like, imagine the complete opposite of me to the hottest power, that was who was hanging all over that idiot.”
“Heis a total idiot for letting you go.” You don’t know what to say to Chris’ statement and quite honestly forgot where you were, what you were talking about… “What happened next?”
“Right! We locked eyes for a moment and there wasn’t anything from him. No emotion at all. Like, he didn’t care that our relationship just ended. But then I had the thought that maybe we’d been over for a while and I had just been too distracted to realize and accept the party was over.”
“Jimi peeped what was up and got me out of there. I hoped that we could go home so that I could cry on her shoulder all night. Instead, she dragged me to a real house party. I so badly wanted to pity myself, but the energy there was too infectious to not enjoy; it felt like a 90s movie!”
“The next day, I went through my crazy ass camera roll, and I couldn’t help but… smile… and laugh! Then I thought about him, and how stupidhe made me feel, and I don’t know… I kinda put all these weird, conflicting emotions into this one song, and felt better afterwards. Like I was turning a page.”
Chris didn’t immediately say anything, taking in the very personal story you shared. The somewhat unfortunate event that fueled his favorite lyrics. He looked at you carefully and quietly. However kind he looked in this moment, it didn’t matter much to the creeping thoughts in your mind.
The silence made you self-conscious. You took inventory of your physical, how your face was hot, how your chest felt tight. Your left hand had somehow migrated into Chris’ right hand in the middle of the table. “I, uh— my bad…” you start as you take back your hand.
Chris quickly grabs your hand before it gets too far. “Thank you for sharing that story with me… and your music with the world. Your confidence in your vulnerability is really fucking inspiring. Thank you. Seriously, thank you,” he gives your hand a gentle squeeze for emphasis. He’s looking at you with a boyish smile and tilted head that makes you break down and smile at him, too.
“Thank you,” you return, just barely above a whisper.
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You and Chris spent the rest of your time at L'amore Della Madre exchanging stories of love lost and life wins, sharing loud laughs and silent signs of admiration. To anyone on the outside looking in, it may have seemed like two had known each other longer than you actually have.
“I gotta say, I don’t like this,” Charlie whispers to you. He pulled you aside for a moment to say your goodbyes, while Chris waited for you outside. “Mostly becahse it was supposed to be my jahb to set you up with a nice Italian boy, but you’ve brought your own,” he says with a smirk.
“Oh, no! It’s not like that! Chris and I aren’t— wait… how’d you know he’s part Italian?“
“I have my sources… which may be the wait staff who are big fans of the guy. Here this is from them,” Charlie hands you a to-go box.”It’s tiramisu… for two,” he winks.
“Oh my god! I told you, we–”
“Will thank me at your wedding!” Charlie says as he waves you out of the door to the sidewalk where Chris is waiting.
“Wedding? Who’s getting married?” Chris asks.
You let out a sigh and shake your head. “Nobody. Want dessert?”
You and Chris small talk and walk and eat tiramisu on your way to the car. It was nice. It was normal. It felt… real. You didn’t realize how much you needed and missed small, yet meaningful moments like this until right now.
The pair of you stop in front of a pet shop window and watch the puppies play together for a moment. You pointed out a pair of snuggled up puppies to Chris. “Hey, they kinda look like us!”
Chris chuckles when he looks, “They do!” A chocolate brown puppy and a tannish-white one lie peacefully in one another’s presence without a care for the world on the other side of the glass. The tannish-white one starts to lick and nudge at the chocolate brown one, eliciting what you made out to be a sleepy smile from the brown pup. You don’t know why, but witnessing such intimacy causes you and Chris to straighten, fidgeting and giggling nervously.
“I had fun today.”
“As did I. You’re better company than I thought you’d be,” you joke.
“Uh… thanks?” He answers reluctantly, causing you to giggle. “Maybe we could… hang out again sometime…?”
“Maybe we could.”
“Cool.”
“Cool.” There’s a beat of silence as you and Chris hold each other’s gaze. “So… you wanna take my number down?” you prompt him.
“Right! Right. Yeah, I should probably do that…” Chris stammers as he pulls out his phone. You take it from him, replacing it with your phone. You put in your number along with taking a silly picture for your contact, and he does the same.
Chris laughs at your shared child-like humor, and you revel in the moment. It was nice. It was normal. It was the first time you’d felt unmistakably connected with someone without feeling anxious of their motives or what the world thought of it in a very long time.
Time moved slowly when you were with Chris, it seemed to good to real life. But just like that, a flash snaps you and Chris out of your daze and back to reality.
You both look in the direction of the camera flash to find a young woman trying to pretend she didn’t just take a picture of the two of you. Chris turns back to you but doesn’t meet your eyes. Instead his head is hung low as he says “I really… hatethat shit.”
“Preaching to the choir.” Chris looks up to your face, your gaze steady in the general direction of the perpetrator. “Makes me feel like an animal in a cage.” You say.
This is why Chris doesn’t mind celebrity companionship. You get it. You understand this strange aspect of his life that not many other people truly do. You also get the value of normalcy and privacy… and leaving when the party’s over.
“Let’s get out of here.” You say coldly and walk in the direction of the car.
Chris was baffled, to say the least. This was usually the part where you talk about how “fans” will cross invisible boundaries just because they know your face and name. However, you seemed uninterested in trauma bonding.
You were already buckled in when Chris caught up to you in the car. The energy the entire drive to your sister’s brownstone was… off. Nothing like it was earlier in the day. A simple flash changed your mood, and Chris was aching for it to go back to before. But no joke, or crank of the radio volume seemed to work.
When Chris pulls up to the curb, you immediately hop out, mumbling a final thank you to him.
“Hey,” Chris grabs your wrist gently, halting you, “You get kinda used to it. Ya know… after a while,” he says hoping you’d find comfort in his words.
You look down at where his hand was wrapped around your wrist. “Yeah… that’s what I’m afraid of… but thanks anyway.” Taking back your wrist from Chris, you turn to walk to the front door.
Chris is calling after you. He doesn’t want to be emotionally intrusive, but he hopes you’ll give him a chance to understand you. Help you. Comfort you. If only she’d turn around. You can’t bear to look back at Chris. It will only remind you of everything good today, and why you can’t have it.
Slow Burn Part 7 is coming verysoon bbs here’s a little preview:
You pause and look up at Chris, a playful grin on your lips that makes his heart skip a beat. He’s looking down at you, brows raised with utter anticipation. You think this might be your favorite expression on him. You pull back and step through the beaded entrance, Chris following suit closely behind you.
“Woah…”
I hope that piques your interest without giving too much away gonna post the playlist tmrw, so if you have any cute/sweet/“I may have a crush on you… idk yet” song suggests, let me know!
Summary: Chris gets you to tell him about your day.
Pairing: Chris Evans x Shy!Reader
“How was your day, Baby?” Chris asked.
“It was good,” you said softly. “I got my nails done.”
He took both of your hands out of the water. You got short baby blue acrylics on one hand and short light green acrylics on the other. You have white little flowers on your finger and on your opposite hand it’s white almost lace butterflies. He smiled.
“I like ‘em a lot,” he said. “I really do.”
You immediately smiled. He leaned a bit to his right and then he kissed your cheek which made your cheeks burn under his touch. His arms wrapped around you and you easily held onto them.
“Tell me what else happened,” Chris said.
You do. You tell him about Dodger just snatching up a duck from the pond nearby when you took him for a walk when Chris couldn’t this morning. You tell him about the gossip in the office and everyone’s secrets that they share with you. They only tell you things because can’t keep things to themselves and you’re very quiet. People don’t think you’ll let out the things they tell you but you tell your husband and your nail artist- she knows everything even the stuff you don’t tell Chris. You tell Chris about the kittens you saw in the window of the pet supply store next to the nail salon.
“We’re not getting cats,” Chris said.
“But they were so cute and- and Dodger needs a friend,” you said.
“He’s got enough friends,” he said. “He’s got uh.. Milo and Ginger.”
“He spends all day alone, Chris, while I’m at work and while you’re pretending to be a lawyer,” you said leaning to your side and looking at him.
“I bring him with me half the time and on Friday’s they allow you to bring him to work and yet you don’t bring him to work with you,” your husband argued looking at you.
“That’s just because I don’t want people unnecessarily coming up to my desk,” you said. “And I don’t want him being subjected to the people I work with.”
He laughed. He knows what your coworkers are like. He’s seen them up close. Chris only deals with them at the company Christmas/New Years parties.
“We don’t have to get a cat. We could get another dog,” you said.
“What if we got a baby instead?” Chris asked.
“We can’t leave a baby by itself or alone with just Dodger! That’s child endangerment,” you exclaimed.
“You’d make a great mom,” Chris said.
“If I have your baby, can I get a kitty?” You asked.
“I’ll get you whatever the fuck you want,” your husband said.
“You kinda already do that,” you said.
“Yes, you are spoiled,” Chris said kissing your temple.
A/N: Hey y’all. I’m sorry that it’s been so long. Finals week was hell. In reference to the story, sorry if y’all are mad.
The next morning, you woke up, and the bed felt cold. You reached out for Ransom’s warm body, but you grasped at nothing. You sat up, startled, and looked around for Ransom, but he was nowhere to be found. You could smell something cooking in the kitchen and followed your nose with heightened interest. You walked into the kitchen to find Ransom with his back turned to you, hunched over the oven.
“Need any help with that?,” you asked sweetly as you leaned over the counter eagerly to see what Ransom was doing. He practically jumped halfway across the room at the sound of your voice.
“Jesus, Y/N! You scared me half to death! How about a little warning next time?”
“What’re you doing?”
“I was trying to make you breakfast as a thank you for last night and for letting me stay with you.”
“I hate to say it, but it looks like your bacon is burning,” you said as you pointed to a pan of what you really hoped was bacon, but was borderline unrecognizable at this point.
“Dammit!” he exclaimed as he removed the pan from the stove before he doused it with water and dumped the steaming contents in the trash. “I’m sorry, Y/N. I wanted everything to be perfect for you because of how good you’ve been to me.”
“It’s okay,” you replied earnestly as you reached a hand across the counter and took his in a comforting gesture. “What’s in the oven though? At least that smells delicious!”
“Uh, it’s banana bread. It’s the only thing the maids taught me to make when I was little.”
“I’m sure it’s wonderful, Ransom, and besides every strip of bacon that you eat takes 15 minutes off of your lifespan! Your terrible cooking is actually saving us!”
“Thank you for saying that. Here, how about I make it up to you by taking you out to dinner tonight?” he asked as he pulled the banana bread out of the oven, sliced it, and handed you a piece.
“That sounds great! Where are we going?”
“I’ll try to get a reservation at Lucianno’s.”
“Ooh, fancy!”
“Yeah, so wear something nice,” he called out after you as you walked out of the kitchen.
…
Later that night, you stood in front of the mirror and admired yourself. You looked good.You had chosen to wear a tight black dress that showed off all of your curves with an open back. It also stopped mid thigh. You had picked up a new pair of heels last time you went shopping with your friends that you hadn’t had the opportunity to wear yet. They made your legs look fantastic. Your makeup and hair was simple as you didn’t want to overshadow your dress. You stepped out of your room to find Ransom already waiting for you in the entryway. He was wearing a navy suit that brought out the blue in his eyes and tugged at his shoulders, showing off how big he was.
“Damn Ransom! You clean up nice!” you exclaimed as he stood in front of you speechless. “Don’t you have anything to say to me?” you teased him as you did a twirl to show off your dress.
“You look… gorgeous.”
“Thanks! Are you ready to go?”
“Yeah,” Ransom said shakily as he offered you his arm.
You arrived at the restaurant and were shown to your table. There was already a bottle of champagne waiting for you.
“Thank you so much,” you said as the hostess pulled your chair out for you. “Do they just give out free champagne here? Is it a rich people thing?”
“No,” he laughed. “I called ahead. Only the best for you, Y/N”
“That was really sweet of you.”
“You look beautiful tonight.”
“You already said that, Ransom.”
“It deserved to be said again.”
“What has gotten into you, what with all this being so nice and stuff?” you joked.
“It’s you, Y/N. You showed me kindness when you didn’t have to. You’re the greatest person I’ve ever known.”
“I’m glad that you’ve changed so much, Ransom. Maybe now you won’t commit attempted murder.” He laughed.
The waiter approached your table to take your order, but Ransom stopped you before you could speak
“Hi. I’d like to order for the lady as well.” You rolled your eyes. You hated when guys did this. They always ordered you a salad, and got a hamburger for themselves. “She’ll have a 16 ounce sirloin with a side of a baked potato. Also, can I add on an additional side of frites to that? And I’ll have the chicken picatta please.”
The waiter nodded and took your order back to the kitchen.
“Wow. You’re good at that.”
“I pride myself on knowing you better than the general public,” he teased you.
“Okay, but frites?”
“I’m pretty sure it’s illegal to call them french fries at upscale restaurants.”
The rest of dinner was great. You laughed through the entire thing. Y’all went out for a walk and some ice cream.
“Tonight was really great. Thank you for this, Ransom,” you said as you climbed the stairs to your apartment.
“I had a fun time too,”he replied. You could feel his hand pressing into your back as he guided you to your door and gently pinned you against it. He began to lean in and closed his eyes.
“What are you doing?” you asked incredulously as you put a hand on his shoulder and pushed him back.
“Well, it’s customary to kiss a pretty girl goodnight after a date.”
“What?”
“Are you telling me that you didn’t know this was a date?”
“No. I thought we were going out to dinner as friends.”
“You can’t tell me that you don’t feel what I feel!” Ransom yelled.
“No, Ransom. I can’t do this with you, not again!”
“What do you mean?”
“You cheated on me, Ransom, with my best friend! You treated me like your property the entire time that we were together, and you never listened to any of my opinions!”
“I’ve changed!” he argued.
“Have you? Because murdering people doesn’t really scream ‘I’m a better person now,’ does it Ransom?”
“That’s not fair and you know it, Y/N!”
“Isn’t it? Spoiled little rich boy, who’s never had anybody say no gets upset because for the first time, somebody did say no to you. Most people would have just taken it, but no! You had to murder somebody!”
“It wasn’t my fault!”
“That’s what you always say. You never take responsibility for your actions! You always find somebody to blame it on! I’m sick of it!”
“Why can’t you just let me in?” he pleaded.
“No, Ransom! I let you be the main character in my life for way too long. I’m done!”
“You can’t tell me that you don’t feel the chemistry between us!” Ransom yelled before he grabbed you by the waist and kissed you passionately.
You pulled away slowly and looked down at your feet.
The next morning, you woke up groggy, and your head was pounding. As you slowly came to, you realized that you were pressed against something hard. Had you left your backpack in bed again? You snuggled back into your pillow, not quite ready to wake up and face the day yet, when you realized that that wasn’t your pillowcase, and the sweater wasn’t yours either. You immediately shot up in bed and looked around you, just as Ransom’s arms fell from around your waist.
Crap! Last night came rushing back to you and you winced at the memory. You suddenly remembered the alley and Ransom saving you. You finally remembered why you were in his bed. It was kinda sweet, the fact that he had been so willing to let you sleep with him to calm his nerves.
You lay back down in his arms, still not quite ready to be awake yet, and nestled back into him, retreating to the safe comfort of his warm arms. However, as soon as you did, you could feel his semi pressing into your back, and you practically leapt out of the bed. No! That was never happening again. You rushed out of the room and back to your own. You immediately stripped out of Ransom’s sweater and threw it across the room before changing into a pair of your own sweats.
You walked into the kitchen in search of some breakfast, but Ransom had eaten the last of your Pop-tarts. Luckily there was still a box of pancake mix, and it had been a while since you had chocolate chip pancakes. As you were measuring the ingredients, you hesitated for a second. Before, you had sworn to yourself that you wouldn’t let Ransom get used to the idea of a homemade breakfast everyday. He was already entitled enough as it is, but now, you were questioning that idea. He had saved you last night and been kind to you. So yeah, just this once, he deserved some pancakes.
A few minutes later, Ransom stumbled into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes blearily and wearing nothing but sweatpants and looking more delicious than the breakfast that you were cooking.
“Hey, did you make enough for me this time?” he asked as he sat at the bar across from you.
“Actually, I did,” you said as you pushed a plate of pancakes across the counter towards him.
“And you put the chocolate chips in the shape of a heart. Someone’s feeling smiley this morning.”
“I feel fine, perfectly normal. I wanted to thank you again for last night.”
“You don’t need to thank me, Y/N,” Ransom reassured you as he reached for your hand across the bar and squeezed it gently.
“Yes, I do,” you replied, turning your attention back to your pancakes. “Now stop distracting me. You’re making me burn the pancakes.”
“Why didn’t you stay in bed this morning?”
“Oh, I uh… couldn’t get back to sleep,” you stammered.
“Well, I’m gonna go for a run,” Ransom said as he stood and disappeared back into his room. You let out a breath that you didn’t know you’d been holding.
…
Later that night, you left your room after a particularly grueling case study. All you wanted was to eat some microwave pizza out of the freezer and go back to your room and sleep, but Ransom had other plans.
“Hey, Y/N! I thought that we could have movie night.”
“Not tonight, Ransom. I’m really tired,” you sighed.
“But I already ordered the Thai food.”
“Did you get pad thai?”
“And I rented Rocky Horror. It’ll be just like college.”
“I’m still in college.”
“You’re in law school. You need to remember what it was like back when you were rooming with Meg and we used to have our ridiculous movie marathons,” Ransom reasoned.
“You were cheating on me for most of that. Please forgive me, if I’d prefer not to relive that.”
“Just sit down and watch the damn movie, Y/N,” Ransom ordered you as he patted the spot on the couch next to him.
“Fine.”
…
It was an hour later, and you were about halfway into Rocky Horror.
“You know, I’m not gay, but if I was Rocky would be my first choice,” Ransom whispered from beside you on the couch. You were both cuddled under a blanket, eating Thai food, and singing along to “Touch a Touch a Touch a Touch Me”.
“I was always more of a Brad girl myself.”
“Yeah and you rubbed it in my face all while we were dating. I almost dyed my hair darker and got glasses.”
“Would’ve been a huge improvement,” you joked.
“Oh, I’m hurt! That was low Y/N.”
“I said what I said. Anyways, you’re hogging the blanket. You deserved it,” you said as you snuggled closer into his side and tugged on the blanket.
“You’re cute when you’re angry,” he replied as he booped you on the nose.
“Ransom,” you warned him. “We’re friends. We can’t go down that road again.”
…
The movie had finished, and you were headed off to your room, desperate for sleep. As you were about to head into your room, you heard Ransom’s voice from where he was still sitting on the couch.
“Hey, I thought that you were sleeping in my room again tonight.”
“I wasn’t planning on it. I mean, thanks for last night. I really needed that, but I’m better now.”
“Please Y/N. That was the best that I’ve slept in months, since the trial really.”
“Ransom, I don’t think-“
“Please,” he said as he looked up at you with puppy dog eyes. Damn it. You never could resist him when he looked at you like it.
“Fine,” you gave in with an exaggerated sigh.
“Thank you. Ladies first,” he said, gesturing to his bedroom in the most grandiose way that only Ransom could pull off.
“I have to get dressed for bed.”
“You’re already wearing sweats.”
“But I haven’t brushed my teeth. Give me a few minutes,” you protested.
“Ok, but then please. I need this.”
“I will.” A few minutes later, after you had brushed your teeth, you walked into Ransom’s room. “So if this is gonna be something that we’re gonna do, you know… regularly, we should pick sides of the bed.”
“Whatever you want. Usually, I kick girls out of my bed right after I’m finished with them and sleep sprawled out, so it’s up to you.”
“You disgust me.”
“You love me.”
“Ransom,” you said, letting him know that once again he had gone too far.
“What? I meant as a friend.”
“Let’s just go to sleep,” you said as you laid down and pulled the sheets over you. You felt the bed dip behind you, and Ransom put his arms around you.
…
You woke up sharply to the sound of screaming. It was dark, and you couldn’t feel Ransom’s arms around you anymore.
“Ransom? Ransom, what’s wrong?” you asked as you rolled over. You saw Ransom sitting up and kicking his legs wildly. “Hey, hey! Stop it!” you shouted as you reached out to grab his shoulder but he only shook you off. “Ransom! Ransom, listen to me! Snap out of it!”
Ransom showed no signs of stopping, and his eyes were still wide and unseeing. You looked around you wildly for something to snap him out of it since hitting him on the shoulder wasn’t working. You spotted the glass of water sitting on the bedside table. You reached for it, and splashed it on Ransom’s face.
“Y/N, are you there? What’s going on? Why am I wet?” he asked as he stopped shaking.
“I don’t know. You were screaming and thrashing about. I couldn’t stop you, so I splashed a glass of water on your face,” you explained. “What was that?”
“I’m sorry. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night with night terrors.”
“Have you seen somebody about that?”
“No, why would I? It’s nothing.”
“How long has this been going on for?” you pressed him.
“Since the trial.”
“That was months ago! Tell me everything right now.”
“Y/N, I don’t like talking about it.”
“Yeah? Well, you’re going to. This is a real problem, Ransom. You need to deal with it.”
“Fine. It’s been happening almost every night since the trial.”
“No offense, but why the trial? You murdered your father long before that.”
“It was all those people staring at me. They had already decided that I was guilty. My own family testified against me, and it was then that I realized that I had killed the only person who ever cared about me.”
“Oh my god, Ransom. I’m so sorry. I never thought about it like that.”
“Yeah, well, obviously neither did I or I wouldn’t have done it. You know, last night was the first night in forever that I slept through in forever. That was why I was so desperate for you to sleep with me again tonight. I’m sorry that I woke you up, Y/N,” he apologized as he hung his head, ashamed of himself.
“It’s okay. You were there for me last night, and I’m here for you tonight. Do you want to try going back to sleep?”
“I don’t know that I can.”
“Please, just try,” you said as you placed a hand on Ransom’s shoulder and pushed him back onto the bed. You wrapped your arms around him and began to hum quietly.
“What song is that? It sounds familiar,” he asked as he snuggled into your embrace.
“La Vie en Rose. It’s French.”
“It was one of my grandfather’s favorites. He used to put it on while we played Go.”
“Oh, Ransom! I had no idea. I can stop!”
“No, don’t. It’s kind of comforting to hear it again.”
“Ok,” you said quietly as you resumed humming,and Ransom lay his head back down on his pillow. Almost immediately , you could feel Ransom’s breathing slow, and soon after that, you could hear his gentle snores. However, you didn’t fall asleep until long after that, afraid that if you did something terrible would happen to Ransom, and you wouldn’t be awake to help him. The thought seemed crazy, but you felt protective of Ransom. He was your person now.
summary: you are a famous singer and chris’s girlfriend. you are in the middle of a world tour and decided to surprise chris and attend the lightyear hollywood movie premiere with him.
warnings: none
word count: 1,261
a/n: this one shot was very last minute and it is in honor of chris’s 41th birthday! i hope you all enjoy!
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The Premiere Outfit: (If you don’t like the outfit, it’s fine. Use your own imagination.)
June 8, 2022
You were in the middle of a world tour in your hotel room when you had received a video on your cell phone from Chris’s manager.
It was a video of Chris doing an interview on Jimmy Kimmel Live!
“Now, for this movie premiere, will your girlfriend be coming to the premiere?” Jimmy asked Chris.
“No, unfortunately not. She is not able to make it to this premiere. She is currently on tour right now.” Chris replied sadly, which broke your heart.
“For those who do not know, and if you don’t know, you are living under a rock. You are dating the phenomenal, talented (Y/N) (Y/L/N).” The audience clapped and cheered at the mention of your name, which brought a smile to Chris’s face.
“How long have the two of you been together?”
“Next month is our four-year anniversary.” The audience cheered and clapped.
“Four years together. Do the two of you have anything planned for your anniversary?”
“Next month, I’ll be finishing doing press, and she will be finishing her tour. We will be going on a long-deserved vacation.”
“Have you been able to attend any of her shows during the tour?”
“I have attended a few shows when I could. My family definitely attended her east coast shows, especially in Boston.”
“How long has it been since you last saw her?”
“It’s been almost a month since I physically saw her in person. We talk, text, and facetime every day. But it is not the same as physically being together in one room. But we both have been extremely busy, her more than me. She is finishing up this nine-month worldwide tour, and I couldn’t be more proud of her. Her show is absolutely out of this world, and those who attend her shows will be amazed. But, yeah, I definitely miss her a lot, and she wishes that she could be here for this premiere and me as well, but work is work, and this is the life we live.” Chris shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. However, you knew that he was really upset.
After watching that video, you decided to attend the premiere. You had two days off before your next show which originally was for rehearsals. You had called your manager and assistant, who were able to book the last-minute flight.
You had only told Chris’s manager that you were coming to the movie premiere and wanted to surprise Chris.
After flying into California and arriving at Chris’s hotel, you had entered the hotel through the back so no one could spot you.
Chris’s manager was able to get you an extra key to his hotel room. You had impatiently and quietly entered Chris’s hotel room, where you saw his family sitting in the living room.
Lisa was the first person to spot you. She gasped in shock, making everyone look over at you and have the same reaction.
You politely shushed him before they all made noises that would ruin the surprise.
You quickly hugged everyone and asked where Chris was. They had responded that he was in the bedroom.
You had walked towards the bedroom where the family was following you so they could see Chris’s reaction to your arrival.
You saw that his bedroom door was open. You took a peek into the room and saw Chris sitting on the side of the bed with his back facing you. He had his cell phone to his ear, making a phone call.
“Hey, babe, this is the third time I’m trying to call you for the morning. I wanted to talk to you before the premiere. But it seems like you’re busy. I’ll call you back later. I love you.” Chris left a voicemail and hung up.
Your cell phone was on do not disturb mode. You didn’t know that Chris had been trying to contact you.
“Why isn’t she picking up the phone?” Chris had mumbled to himself.
“That is because she took a last-minute flight to surprise her boyfriend.” You spoke as you entered the bedroom, shocking the hell out of your boyfriend.
Chris had turned around, and you could see the mixed emotions on his face. You had instantly met him on the bed. Chris had immediately pulled you into a tight hug.
“Babe, you’re here. How?” He had mumbled into your neck while kissing it multiple times.
“Your manager had sent me a video of you on Kimmel talking about me, and I made the last-minute decision to fly here to be with you.” You pulled away from the hug to look at Chris.
“Remind me to give them a raise.” Chris spoke, making you laugh.
“What about your tour? When do you have to leave?”
“I have two days off before I go back.”
“You left your tour so you can be here with me?” Chris questioned, still in shock that you were there with him.
“Of course, baby. I love you, and I want to be here for you.” You spoke, making Chris teary-eyed.
“I love you so much. I missed you.” Chris responded with so much emotion in his voice.
“I missed you, baby.” You kissed Chris, and Scott had managed to take a picture of the sweet moment.
Not long after reuniting, you and Chris were getting ready for the movie premiere.
Your fashion stylist had reached out to Chris’s stylist and managed to pull together a last-minute outfit that matched Chris’s outfit.
You were wearing a solid sleeveless slim tank with a straight-leg pantsuit. You wore nude pumps, a hat, and a clutch to match and wore gold jewelry.
You and Chris had arrived at the Hollywood premiere hand-in-hand. He didn’t want to let go of you, and neither did you.
The crowd, media, and paparazzi went ballistic seeing the two of you together.
The two of you had taken photos together, with his family, and separately which Chris absolutely hated.
For his interviews, he didn’t want you to leave his side. He kept you near him throughout his many interviews.
“Chris, how does it feel to have your girlfriend by your side today for this premiere?” An interviewer had asked Chris.
“It is exciting. She originally wasn’t gonna make it because of her tour, and she completely surprised me by flying in a few hours ago.” Chris smiled.
“You flew in this morning?” The interviewer asked you.
“Yeah, I arrived this morning and was able to surprise my boyfriend on his big day.”
“I love these color-coordinated outfits. It gives very relationship goals.” You and Chris both laugh.
“All last minute.”
The interviewer was asking Chris questions until he hit him with the last question about Chris’s mustache for his upcoming movie “The Gray Man.”
“Alright, what do you prefer? Mustache or no mustache? Be honest. Be honest.” Chris’s response made you laugh, capturing the media’s attention.
The interviewer answered the question before asking you the same thing.
“(Y/N), mustache or no mustache?” Chris had looked at you, wanting to know your answer.
“I don’t really have a preference when it comes to Chris. He looks handsome either way. However, I am really loving this beard here.” You winked at Chris, making him blush.
Chris couldn’t help but kiss you.
After the interviews were over, you and Chris began to make your way into the El Capitan Theatre.
“Babe, I love you so much. Thank you for coming out here to support me.” Chris had looked over at you and smiled.
“To infinity and beyond, baby.” You spoke before kissing him.
summary: chris invites his new secret celebrity girlfriend to stay with him during quarantine.
warnings: age gap (the reader is 27)
word count: 357
a/n: none
It’s like you got superpowers Turn my minutes into hours You’ve got more than 20/20, babe Made of glass the way you see through me
You know me better than I do Can’t seem to keep nothing from you How you touch my soul from the outside Permeate my ego and my pride
I wanna love me (Ooh) The way that you love me (Ooh) Ooh, for all of my pretty And all of my ugly too I’d love to see me from your point of view
I wanna trust me (Trust me) The way that you trust me (Trust me) Ooh, ‘cause nobody ever Loved me like you do I’d love to see me from your point of view
I’m getting used to receiving Still getting good at not leaving I'ma love you even though I’m scared Learning to be grateful for myself
You love my lips, 'cause they say the Things we’ve always been afraid of I can feel it starting to subside Learning to believe in what is mine
I wanna love me (Ooh) The way that you love me (Ooh) Ooh, for all of my pretty And all of my ugly too I’d love to see me from your point of view
I wanna trust me (Trust me) The way that you trust me (Trust me) Ooh, 'cause nobody ever Loved me like you do I’d love to see me from your point of view
I couldn’t believe it Or see it for myself Know I be impatient But now, I’m out here falling, falling Frozen, slowly thawing Got me right I won’t keep you waiting, waiting All my baggage fading safely And if my eyes deceive me Won’t let them stray too far away
I wanna love me (Ooh) The way that you love me (Ooh) Ooh, for all of my pretty And all of my ugly too I’d love to see me from your point of view
I wanna trust me (Trust me) The way that you trust me, baby (Trust me) 'Cause nobody ever Loved me like you do I’d love to see me from your point of view Yeah
published: 05/01/2022
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positions: excuse me, i love you | chris evans | outtakes
chris evans x ari!female reader [series]
summary: chris invites his new secret celebrity girlfriend to stay with him during quarantine.
warnings: age gap (the reader is 27), emotions
word count: 698
a/n: none
December 21, 2020
(Y/N) (Y/L/N): Excuse Me, I Love You concert film was released on Netflix that day.
The film followed you on-stage and behind the scenes of the Sweetener World Tour in 2019.
The film was released today, on Netflix, in commemoration of the first anniversary of the tour’s conclusion.
Most of the concert scenes were shot during your show at The O2 Arena in London, England, United Kingdom.
The Evans family being in New York City for the holidays, wanted to watch the film.
You weren’t home when the family watched it. You didn’t want to watch it. You lived it and approved the final cut of the film. You didn’t feel the need to watch it.
You were out in the city trying to finish Christmas shopping. Chris and his family decided it would be the best time to watch the movie.
Everyone sat in the theatre room as the movie began to play. The whole family was enjoying the performances and seeing you behind the scenes doing what you do best and loved so much.
You have always been a hard-working and devoted person to your work, your art.
Everyone was impressed by what it takes and how concert tours and shows were developed.
Chris was tremendously proud of you and had so much pride that you were his girlfriend and, hopefully his future fiancée.
When raindrops fell down from the sky The day you left me, an angel cried Oh, she cried, an angel cried She cried
You sang acapella in the empty arena as you were rehearsing. You were sitting on stage on the floor in your sweats as you sang.
The emotions on your face were exhaustion, sadness, grief, and pain.
“What are you feeling right now? What’s going on?” The camera person questioned you.
“Being on tour brings different emotions to me. It is so bittersweet. On one side, I see the world. I see my fans. I go out there, and I perform with all of my heart and soul and do what I do best. However, on the other side, I miss my parents.” You started getting teary eyes.
“All I think about is that they should be here. They should be with me. They should be with me on this journey. They should be standing out in that crowd cheering me on.” Tears started slowly falling down your face.
“They never saw my music career begin and take off. They never saw any of this.” You wiped your tears as you stood up.
“I think about them all day and all night. I miss them a lot, and I love them always. They’re always on my mind and in my heart.”
Right now, I’m in a state of mind I wanna be in like all the time Ain’t got no tears left to cry
So I’m pickin’ it up, pickin’ it up I’m lovin’, I’m livin’, I’m pickin’ it up I’m pickin’ it up, pickin’ it up I’m lovin’, I’m livin’, I’m pickin’ it up (Oh, yeah)
I’m pickin’ it up (Yeah), pickin’ it up (Yeah) Lovin’, I’m livin’, so we turnin’ up Yeah, we turnin’ it up
Ain’t got no tears in my body I ran out, but boy, I like it, I like it, I like it Don’t matter how, what, where, who tries it We out here vibin’, we vibin’, we vibin’
At the end of the song, you looked up as you blew a kiss and pointed your finger above.
“I love you, mom and dad. Miss you always.” You spoke into your microphone.
The Evans family held their emotions as they watched those moments on the screen.
No one spoke as they knew that you tremendously missed your family and saw the pain you were going through every day.
Later that night, you and Chris were lying down in bed. You were asleep, lying on Chris’s chest.
The whole family expressed how much they loved the film and your performances.
No one talked about the scene where you were talking about your parents.
Chris kissed you softly on your forehead.
“I love you so much. I’m so proud of you, baby.”
published: 04/28/2022
I know that it has been a long time since I have updated this series! I’m so sorry that it has taken me this long! I hope you all enjoy this first outtake for the position series. I plan on publishing more outtakes and finally publishing the sequel to the positions series. I have tagged the people who I had tagged on the last chapter. If you want to be tagged for the positions series please let me know! Thank you all so much for the love and support!
Summary: Eating a popsicle got a whole other meaning when you are with Chris….
Warnings: Pure porn at this point. Blowjob, cursing, mention of public touches, deepthroat, face sitting, oral receiving M and F, double penetration, dildo, anal, anal fingering, pussy fingering, squirting, daddy kink, a little bit of mocking, mention of a threesome with Henry Cavill, possessive Chris, pet names, overstimulation, crying during sex, anal creampie, breeding kink, teasing, begging, rough sex and probably more sex related things but you get the idea. Oh and dom/sub dynamic of course
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Popsicle?
It was a very hot day and you, your friends and your boyfriend, Chris went to the beach. It was very nice and refreshing. Besides, Chris finally had some time off from all the interviews for the upcoming movie Lightyear. But that also meant that not only the heat came from the sun but from the two of you, both touch starved. You hoped by having some activities at home before you left would help with that but unfortunately that both just made you want each other more.
There wasn’t a moment that there wouldn’t be a sinful thought swirling in your head or his. And let’s not talk about the teasing all day long that the both of you got railed up. Like sinful touches underwater, where Chris would swim next to you and touch you down below or you him.
But at the end of the day, you were both lazy and very tired from the sun and heat. When you arrived home you were both exhausted and plopped down on the couch after a shower. You had put on your silken kimono and put the tv on. Not long after, Chris joined you just as exhausted. The warmth really got to the both of you, now you were unable to take a dip.
“I’m getting a popsicle. You want one?” You asked Chris, standing up. He looked you up and down lazily and shook his head. “No thank you sweetheart.” You nodded and walked to the freezer, getting your favorite popsicle out of the freezer and made you way back.
Chris took a sip from his beer and watched the tv intently when you plopped back on the couch and unpacked the popsicle before putting it in your mouth and sucked on it. Chris got a little distracted by his sinful thoughts once again and eyed you out of the corner of his eyes. You didn’t notice Chris eyeing you with a small smirk playing on his lips as you were too caught up on what happened on the tv screen.
Chris knew that it wasn’t your intentions to tease him right now but he couldn’t help getting hard from the sight of you sucking on a popsicle. He turned his head slightly, in hopes of getting your attention as he raised his eyebrow with a smirk.
You looked at him but you hadn’t put two and two together yet. “What?” you asked him dumb, making Chris chuckle slightly at your innocence right now and shook his head, trying to focus back on the tv, even though he knew that his focus would be completely on you right now.
You sucked more on the popsicle and Chris took a glance at you, smiling. You looked at him again and got slightly irritated, not knowing why he was looking and smirking so much until his eyes landed on the popsicle and you got the memo. You chuckled slightly and started to lick the popsicle more seductive and got the full attention from Chris, if you hadn’t had that already while he looked intently at your skills.
He let out a groan when you licked the popsicle and saw that Chris let his head fall back, making you chuckle in reaction. The smile never leaving his lips as he enjoyed this a little bit too much. “I can’t even eat a popsicle in peace for you to have sinful thoughts Evans. You’re unbelievable.” You told him teasingly while Chris just let out a wholeheartedly laugh because you just liked that popsicle in the most sinful way possible.
“Well, maybe if you haven’t railed me up this much on the beach I wouldn’t have these sinful thoughts and let you eat it in peace.” He remarked back. “Well, I wasn’t the only one who got railed up today so that’s just a shit ass excuse.” You bantered back, making Chris chuckle. “Really? You want to go there now?” he asked you with a smirk in disbelieve. You hummed and nodded as if nothing had happened.
He shook his head while you ate your popsicle in a seductive way again, making Chris groan in annoyance. “Please Y/N.” he told you in a way for you to stop it. You raised your eyebrows and chuckled “Then don’t watch it Chris. I’m not making you.” you teased him and he rolled his eyes. You saw that he was fully hard now. “Seems like you got a slight problem there Evans….” He looked at you again and raised his eyebrow with a smirk. “Then why don’t you do something about it pretty baby?” Shit… this man knew about what that nickname did to you and the annoying smirk he got on his face said enough that he knew damn well.
You looked at him, two can play this game. “Then why don’t you ask me nicely babe?” you tried not to give in right away. “Oh, you want me to ask you nicely?” he acted dumb while you just nodded. “Oh so if I understand this correctly, daddy’s going to have to ask YOU for favors now? I thought that was your job.” Goddamn it. This handsome motherfucker knew just how to get you.
You hummed trying to stand your ground and Chris just chuckled. “Okay then” he told you and faced you, his body now towards you. “Pretty, pretty princess. Help daddy out if you want to cum at all tonight.” He told you lovingly and a little mockingly as he softly stroked your cheek with his knuckles. You knew that if you wouldn’t do what he said right now, you would indeed not cum at all as he always kept his word. You quickly put the last piece of popsicle in your mouth and finished it, putting it on the table as your hand fumbled to his sweats, while Chris watched you with a smirk on his face as he had you right where he wanted to.
You got his cock in your hands and softly stroke him off. “I said help me out, not tease me.” he told you stern and you quickly licked his shaft before trying to take him all in. Chris gasped loudly. “Oh god baby. Your lips are so cold.” You smirked as you knew that already but acted dumb. You got off his cock so you could look up at him. “Sorry daddy.” You told him but the grin told him all he needed to know and smacked your ass loudly. “Oh you already knew that. You’re being a bad girl and going to regret you just did that.” But the smirk gave him away as well. You had him there and he had to give you that.
“Get back to work baby girl and maybe I’ll forgive you if you do a good job.” He told you, holding your face between his palm as he squeezed your cheeks, giving a small short kiss on your pouted lips now. He let go of you so you could go down on his cock again. He held your hair back as you swirled your tongue over the tip of his reddened cock before taking him all in. You heard Chris moan as he let his head fall back down.
Your hands found his balls and massaged them as your head went up and down on a good steady rhythm. Chris looked at you again and placed his hand on the back of your head and started to pushed you down more on his cock while you gagged around him, saliva dripping over his cock towards his balls. He moaned out loud as your throat squeezed his cock. “There you go baby. Just like that princess.” He told you while you sucked him off.
His moans got louder and every time you would hear that angelic sound, it turned you on more and more. “I’m so proud of you sweetheart, taking my entire cock in that pretty mouth of yours.” He said between gasp, pleasure building. “Baby, I’m not going to last long.” You hummed while picking up the speed. Chris held your hair back and your head with the other hand so he could thrust into your mouth as he pushed his hips up. His cock hit the back of your throat and kept gagging every time. “I’m gonna cum baby.” you hummed again when you heard Chris moan loudly above you and the warm seed covered your throat, making you swallow it automatically.
When he was done, he was still panting a little and got your face between his palms and gave you a passionate kiss. “Get your pretty ass upstairs princess.” He told you, playfully smacking your ass, making you giggle in excitement while Chris smiled at you.
“God you look so beautiful in that kimono baby. Keep it on.” He told you as you entered the bathroom. “Come sit on daddy’s face, princess.” You climbed up in excitement with the help of Chris. He placed his arms around your legs so you had no other choice than to sit still. He took a long lick over your slit and hummed in approval. “So wet for daddy.” He approved before eating you out. His tongue entering you while his hand went up towards to your breast and played with your nipple. The moment his tongue connected to your pussy, you lost all strength in your body and already shuddered from pleasure as your body was covered with goosebumps.
He made eye contact with you while eating you out and it was the hottest thing ever, the sight alone almost made you cum at that alone. “Want daddy to finger you while I eat you out?” he asked you, making you nod. “You’re going to have to ask nicely….” He told you as to what you told him earlier. This bastard…. “Please daddy, please make me cum.” He hummed as if he was thinking about, wanting you to beg more. “Please, please, please daddy. I really want to cum in your mouth and on your fingers.” He smiled “Good girl, see that wasn’t so hard.” You would be irritated if you weren’t this needy for his fingers and tongue right now. His fingers entered you and pumped in and out of you while his tongue circled on your clit, now and then sucking it while you were close to reaching your high. You tightened around his fingers “You want to cum, princess?” he asked you and you had a feeling where this was leading to.
You nodded and he got that grin again “You’re going to have ask daddy nicely.” Sometimes you could do him one but this was not the moment. “Please daddy, please can I cum around your fingers.” He decided not to tease you anymore than he already had, knowing that you had learned your lesson. “Cum for daddy sweetheart. You can cum now.” he gave you permission and you came hard. You saw black dots and gasped for air meanwhile your whole body shook and Chris kept eating you out.
His fingers coated with your slick as he placed them on your lips, hinting that you needed to suck on them. You got off of his face and on to his chest while you sucked his fingers. His beard was covered with your slick as well and he got it off with the back of his hand, while looking seductively at you.
You rubbed your ass against his growing hard cock and Chris pulled you down for a heated kiss. His tongue dominating yours as the taste of your pussy hit your tastebuds. “You’re such a good girl, baby. I think you deserve my cock.” He told you and you immediately nodded submissive. “Please daddy. Please, may I have your cock.” He smiled and kissed your forehead, while his hands cupped your cheeks. “Yes baby. Cimb on daddy’s cock and make yourself cum.” He told you and you quickly stroked his cock, guiding him into your pussy.
You were still sensitive and clenched around him when you put him in. You always had to get used to his size. His hands gripping your hips, fingers digging into your flesh. You slowly started moving “Atta girl, go on.” You didn’t need more and picked up the pace while you both made eye contact. His eyes darkly looking back at you. You took it up a notch and started moving faster while sinful sounds got released from Chris’s throat.
You moaned and your hands went over his abs, turning you on even more. “Go make yourself cum now.” he commended and rubbed your clit with his thumb. He knew it wasn’t going to take you long as he hit your g-spot with his cock and you came in no time. You fell down on his chest and he softly petted your hair. “Good girl.” He whispered in your ear.
“Look at the mess you made on daddy’s dick.” He told you, holding you up now by your neck. “Clean it up baby.” You got off of him and looked at his cock which was glistening with your cum. You licked it all off his shaft until Chris got up. “Get on your hands and knees.” His voice dark. You did what he said and you heard him getting off of the bed. The moment you turned your head around, you got a hard smack on your ass. “Don’t. Look.” You looked in front of you awaiting what was going to happen.
“Daddy’s going to fill you up completely.” He told you and held your pink dildo in front of you. “Which one do you want in your ass princess?” You looked shocked “You need to learn some manners. You’ve been rude to daddy as if you had the nerve to backtalk to me.” you swallowed your saliva. “But don’t worry, daddy’s not going to hurt you… if you’re stying a good girl. Now. Which. One. Do. You. Want. In. Your. Ass?” your eyes went big. “You… you can choose daddy.” Your shaky voice gave you away. You’ve never tried anal before but the thought did turn you on of having two cock in you. “Now that’s the right answer baby girl.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll start with my fingers. You remember the safe word right baby?” he asked you and nodded. “Tell me what is pretty girl.” “Strawberry” you answered. “Good girl.” You felt his cock going over your dripping slit before entering you with a moan. “Still squeezing daddy so tight.” he remarked and heard him spit and felt his saliva covering your ass, before you felt his finger going over to your other entrance. “You ready sweetheart?” he asked you, making you nod.
You felt his finger slowly going in and a groan above you. “So tight baby, but that won’t last long I promise you.” it send shivers down your spine. He added another finger in and started pumping faster as you followed your high. “Daddy….” You screamed out from pleasure. “That’s it baby. Cum.” He told you and your whole body shook and trembled so much that you couldn’t even hold yourself up, collapsing into the mattress. “Good girl. Now I think it’s time for the real work. What do you think baby?”
You whimpered, still trembling from your last orgasm. He brought the dildo towards your mouth. “Take it in.” he told you. You opened your mouth while Chris pushed the dildo further into your mouth, making you gag and tear up. “Oh baby, you are so pretty and all mine.” After Chris thought was enough, saliva dripping down your chin and chest, he rubbed it in and got some on his hand for your ass before giving you a generous kiss.
“Daddy?” you asked tiredly and Chris hummed “What is it princess?” he said lovingly, making you feel a little small making you go even more into submission. “I want your cock in my ass.” Chris smiled and kissed your shoulder. “Good girl. I’d love to fuck your ass baby.” he told you before going back to his original place.
He rubbed the dildo against your slicky slit and pushed in, earning a loud moan from you. He spit on your ass again and rubbed the tip of his dick against your entrance before slowly pushing it in. You cried out from pain and pleasure and let your face fall onto the mattress. Chris started to moan loudly as well. “Oh my god, baby you are so tight.” he wasn’t even fully in yet. “ Take daddy’s cock like a good girl.” He told you before moving the dildo in and out of your pussy and pushed his cock further into your ass. Once he was fully in, you started crying from the pain and pleasure, making your entire body confused.
Chris waited with moving and kept playing with the dildo in your pussy. Once he noticed that you were close to coming, he started moving his cock in your ass and you moaned out like you’ve never done before, nails digging into the covers. Once he bottomed you out, he started pounding into you with the dildo at the same time. “Oh you’re doing so good, with two cocks filling you up.” You were in a crying orgasm and started squirting everywhere, making a mess on the entire bed and Chris “Oh look at that, you’re so gorgeous. I’m so proud of you baby” You couldn’t stop squirting and moaning, getting lost in complete and utter pleasure as you fell down on the bed, exhausted. But that didn’t stop Chris.
His hands now on your ass cheeks, pushing you further into the mattress as he thrusted hard in to you. The dildo still resting in your pussy. “Maybe if you’re a good girl I can make an acceptation of sharing you and invite Cavill to destroy that pretty pussy of yours while I pound into you from behind.”
Just the thought of Chris and Henry Cavill pounding in and out of you, using your body as their sex toy got you another round of a eye rolling orgasm. “Oh you like that idea, don’t you princess? Mhm? You’re a little cockslut aren’t you?” you whimpered and tried to wiggle away as the pleasure became too much. “No princess, you’re staying right here and take that pounding.” He growled in your ear as the loud sounds of skin on skin and your dripping wet pussy filled the air.
He laid his entire body on yours so you had no way of moving at all as he overpowered you. He put his arm around your neck and slightly pulled you up in a chocking hold while his thrust became harder and more erratic. “I’m going to fill this pretty ass up. It’s mine now.” he growled in your ear.
You came another time and it felt like you were going to pas out for sure. You felt something warm shoot in your ass and Chris let go of the chokehold, making you fall with your face in the covers while he came loudly. Your whole body was shaking and you couldn’t stop, muscles aching. Chris got out of you, leaving you whimpering from sensitivity as he got the dildo out as well and kissed the top of your head. You felt his cum dripping out of your ass, falling on your legs.
Chris cleaned you up, knowing you had absolutely no strength left. “Are you okay baby?” He asked you lovingly and caring. You nodded exhausted. He gave you a loving sympathetic smile “You did so good princess. I’m so proud of you.” he told you as he crawled in bed naked next to you and pulled you against him to cuddle. He softly went with his hand over your hair and gave you head kisses.
“Do you really like the idea of me and Cavill fucking you?” He asked you curious. You felt your face heat up in embarrassment. “Maybe…” you told him, voice raspy. He hummed and nodded, staring at the ceiling and then back at you. “Maybe I should give him a call someday then….” You felt excitement bubbling up by the thought and couldn’t help but smile. Chris smiled back but held your face between his hand again. “But don’t you dare too forget that you’re mine.” He growled intimidating and you couldn’t help but feel the excitement and butterflies going crazy in your stomach. “Yes daddy, I’m all yours.” You told him and kissed him lovingly.
Summary: After The hottest day of summer turned into an even hotter experience, Chris came knocking on your door, unable to sleep.
Warnings: Just pure filth, Possessive Chris, bit of humiliation, rough sex, dumbification, mocking, pet names (princess, pretty girl, baby girl, sweetheart etc,) Daddy kink, Dom/Sub dynamic, fingering, eating you out, blowjob, deepthroat, face sitting, anal fingering, spanking, crying from pain and pleasure, slight bullying but in a loving way? Dark Chris sometimes, overstimulation, begging, forced orgasm, overpowering, creampie, breeding kink, mention of anxiety, mention of panic and panic attack, chocking, very rough sex
Words: 3,8K
A/N pfff I hope ya’ll are ready for this one cause…. p.s. don’t forget to reblog
The hottest day of summer part 2
When you got home you quickly took a shower and said goodnight to Chris. You didn’t know how to behave right now towards Chris. Was this just a one thing or did he really like you? Questions filled your head. You put some shorts on and a top before crawling into bed. You knew you had to have some distraction so you picked up a book and laid on your side over the covers with the fan on. You were reading but not taking in any of the words that were written on the page. You got pulled out of your thoughts by a couple of soft knocks on your door…
“Come in.” you told Chris, knowing it was him. He opened the door and looked a little uncomfortable. You saw that he was only wearing boxers, showing his abs and tattoos and you felt the pressure already build up between your legs. “Can I ehh maybe sleep in here tonight? It’s torturously warm in that room.” He asked you with a slight chuckle. You nodded with a soft smile. “Yeah of course.” You told him and he smiled politely at you. You felt a pit in your stomach but this time not the right one. Ever since what happened in the water, things turned a little bit uncomfortable, giving you a bunch of anxiety. He crawled in next to you, also on the top of the covers.
“Can’t sleep either?” he asked you, making you shake your head with a soft smile. “No not really.” You told him, hinting at your book. Your back was towards Chris as you looked over your shoulder. Chris laid on his back with his hand behind his head and the other on his stomach, looking at the ceiling. There was a silence and tension but not from awkwardness, no it turned sexual once again. You cleared your throat and tried to focus on your book, trying to get comfortable on your side but your ass accidentally rubbed against him. You wanted to apologize but decided not to, hoping that he might take the hint.
You felt him shift on the bed towards you. He placed a string of hair behind your ear and scooped just slightly towards you and you tried to act like you were still reading but you were hyper focused on the actions of Chris, awaiting for more but apparently he was waiting for you to take the next step so you scooped back towards him. You were in a spooning position and you couldn’t help to grind your ass slightly against his crotch but acted like you didn’t notice at all. You felt his mouth attaching itself to your sensitive place in your neck, making you slightly whimper.
Chris didn’t say anything except putting his hand on your waist. His fingers softly, teasingly rubbing circles underneath your top. Your pussy was already soaking wet and pulsating as the pressure was building up. His hand slightly going underneath your shirt and you felt his warm big hand on your breast while he played with your nipple and you couldn’t help whimper a bit.
You felt Chris pulling your body closer to his chest and you could feel his rock hard cock against your ass. “I told you that you drive me crazy didn’t I princess?” he whispered darkly in your ear, sending shivers down your spine while the goosebumps. You whimpered and tried to reach for his cock but he took your hand and put it away. “Not yet, be a good girl and wait.” He growled and you felt yourself grow wetter by the second. He placed soft kisses on your bare shoulder and his hand went from your breast, over your stomach and towards your dripping pussy. The heat between your legs almost became unbearable.
“Chris please…” you mewl. You felt a sharp sting on your but followed by the sound. “Try again. You’ve been such a good girl so far. Don’t ruin it now princess.” He whispered and softly bit your earlobe, making you shiver and moan. “Please daddy.” You begged and you could feel him smile while he peppered your shoulder with kisses and found the good spot in your neck.
His hand went down to your dripping pussy slowly and you wiggled your ass against his crotch, earning another spanking. “What. Did. I. Just. Tell. You? Now be a good girl and wait. I know you can do that baby girl.” He told you the first part stern and the last part softly and you felt yourself grow dumber and mushier by the minute, turning into complete submission. You moaned softly “You can do whatever you want daddy.” You told him, wanting to be close and please him.
He hummed in your ear “Will you now?” You whimpered in response. “Tell me what you want me to do then.” He told you, his hand slowly wrapping around your neck, giving it a little squeeze. “Please touch me daddy.” You whimpered and you felt him give you feathery kisses on your shoulder, his hand slowly going down into your panties.
His fingers went over your slit, already feeling how wet you are. “Oh baby… is this all for daddy?” he asked you, almost mockingly but yet lovingly. It felt weird but at the same time it was the most amazing feeling ever. “Maybe daddy should have a taste… would you like that pretty princess?” he asked you and all you could do is nod. “Yes please daddy.” He smirked and turned you onto your back, softly kissing your lips, after your neck, licked your stomach as he went down with a smirk.
He pulled your panties off and took a long lick over your slit, making your legs shake from anticipation. “You taste so good princess.” He told you and felt his tongue entering you. Your hands gripped the covers tightly, digging your nails in them and with your other hand you went through Chris’s fluffy hair.
He moaned while licking your clit in circles. His eyes staring you down darkly, giving goosebumps over your entire body and you hated that it gave you away this fast. His finger slowly went over your slit before entering your body, making you gasp with the pleasurable feeling he was giving you and started pumping his finger into you before adding another one. “You just keep getting wetter and wetter for me baby. Can’t wait to put my dick into you and fill you up.”
You shivered at his sentence, making him grin. “Oh you like that don’t you?” he mocked you and even though you didn’t want to give in, you had no option and nodded slightly embarrassed while biting your lip.
You felt yourself growing close but it felt ten times better than any of your toys you had laying around. You whimpered and mewled, trying to get away from him as the feeling grew too strong. You didn’t want to get away from him but you just couldn’t stop squirming around. “Stay. Put.” He warmed you and held you down completely, overpowering you and making sure you couldn’t move. “You better tell me when you’re gonna cum sweetheart otherwise I won’t let you cum anymore.” He told you, giving you a smack on your thigh as you cried out.
“I’m gonna cum daddy, can I cum?” you tried to wiggle around but he held you tighter and dug his tongue even deeper into your pussy. “Yes cum baby. You’re such a good girl, asking for permission.” He teased you, still mockingly and got back to work but saw you still holding back a little. “Let go for me baby. Let go, it’s okay.” He told you lovingly this time and pressed his hand down on your abdomen and you couldn’t hold it anymore.
Chris kept licking your and pumping his fingers merciless into you as you cried out. Tears streaming over your cheeks from the utter amount of pleasure washing over you. “Look at you. So gorgeous. My dumb little baby.” he mocked you while you moaned loudly.
He stopped and hang above you, grabbing your face between his palm, squeezing your cheeks together as you looked at him in shock. “What do you say princess? Have you lost your manners?” your eyes big, looking back at his dark eyes and tried to shake your head. His face came closer. “Than what do you say?” you tried to swallow from fear yet excitement “Thank you daddy.” He smiled darkly at you, sending even more shivers down your spine. “Good girl. Now sit on daddy’s face.” he commented so casual while you looked surprised as he laid down on his back.
He looked at you with his eyebrow raised. “I don’t have all night sweetheart.” His voice darker than the night. You quickly tried to get on your knees but they were extremely shaky. Chris helped you and even though you were hesitant, he pulled you down on his face and the moment his tongue connected to your pussy, it felt like all the strength you had, left your body. He held you slightly up as his tongue entered you violently and his thumb rubbing circles on your clit.
“Daddy…… I can’t” you told him between gasp. “You’re gonna cum again? This soon?” you laughed at you and you felt slightly humiliated. He smacked you ass hard, making you whimper loudly and tears slipped from your eyes from the stinging sensation. “Aww poor baby…. does daddy make you cry?” he slightly mocked “Answer me!” your legs started to shake around him as he held you up. You quickly nodded. “Can I please cum? Please daddy. You make me feel so good.” At this point you just accepted everything that came your way. “You can pretty baby.” he told you and you let go of the feeling you were holding back. Chris grinned through your orgasm at you and placed you on his chest, away from his face and letting you collapse on his chest, limbs shaking while he held your face between his palms and made eye contact with you as you came undone.
When you finally got out of your orgasm, you let your head rest on his shoulder and Chris held you tightly in a hug. “you okay baby?” he asked you lovingly and normally, really wanting to know if you were in fact okay. You nodded “Yeah. I am.” You told him slightly out of breath. He cupped your cheeks again and kissed you passionately. You felt his tongue dominating yours and you subconsciously rubbed your pussy on his chest, your ass grinding against the tent in his boxers.
His hand gripped your ass and gave it a good squeeze. You slid down a little and got off of him and freed his rock hard cock. Now you could actually see how big he really was and looked a little shocked. Chris smirked a little. “Are you going to do something about it or do I have to?” he mocked you as you made eye contact with you. You took his cock softly in your hand and licked your lips before licking the tip. Chris threw his head in the pillow, letting out a loud moan. You licked his shaft before trying to take him all the way in. “Ah you’re so pretty with my cock in your mouth baby.” he praised you. “trying to take everything in for daddy.” You hummed a little and the vibrations made Chris moan loudly and just by the sounds he made you felt yourself dripping.
His hand found the back of your head and put pressure on your head and pushed you down even more, making you gag around his cock. “Go up baby. I want to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours” You hang a little above him as he pushed his hips up and fucked your mouth violently while tears started to form in your eyes. You kept gagging but tried to take him all in.
“Come here baby. You did a good job. Climb on daddy’s cock now. I need to feel you princess.” He told you, his thumbs wiping away your tears. You did as he asked while he helped you climb up. You took his cock in your hand and guided him towards your slit which was literally dripping wet by now. Your cum dripping on his dick when you put the tip in. You both moaned in unison while Chris let his head fall in the pillow and his fingers digging into your flesh. “Oh baby you feel so good already.” He moaned out.
You slowly lowered yourself on his cock and once he was fully inside of you, you both needed a minute to get adjusted, moaning out. You slowly started to move and moaned loudly along side Chris. “You feel so good inside me daddy.” You cried out while Chris moaned. He had a face of a pure angel right now while moans escaped his throat. He pulled you down so he could kiss you.
He put his arms around you and pushed his hips up, hitting the deepest part of your pussy in a steady rough rhythm. Your face was hidden in his neck while he gasped in your ear, biting your earlobe before violently attacking your neck again, marking his territory.
He carefully placed you off of him and onto your back. He held your legs up and let them rest against his shoulders before he started pounding roughly into you. “There you go baby girl. I’m never letting go of this pussy. You feel so good around me. You’re all mine now.” His thumb found your clit and started drawing circles again, making you gasp and moan out loud. The feeling started to rise in your under belly again but it felt different from the first two times.
Chris could feel you squeeze your walls around him again while the wet sound of your dripping pussy became louder. “Yes princess, that’s it. Let go. Let go for daddy.” He encouraged you. “You’re such a good girl for daddy. Even a better girl if you cum right now.” he praised you while the pounding got even harder and that was when you couldn’t hold back and started to squirt all over Chris, loudly moaning and panting while he kept pounding you out through your orgasm.
“That’s a good girl. Look at the mess you made on daddy’s cock princess.” He chuckled while you looked at his cock that was covered in your cum, glistening in the light. Chris got out of you, making you whimper at the loss. “On all fours, right now sweetheart.” You got on all fours but apparently not quickly enough, earning another slap from Chris, making you gasp and whimper loud. He held your butt cheeks and entered your pussy again and started pounding even harder, making you cry from pleasure and pain.
He slapped your ass again. “Baby, you’re so perfect.” He told you. His chest was against your back when the pounding suddenly stopped. “Take my fingers in your mouth dirty girl.” You whimpered and took his fingers in, sucking on them. “Good girl” he growled into your ear before taking his fingers back and got into his original spot. “Let’s see how tight that ass of yours is.” He told you and put his finger into your ass while speeding up the pounding.
You cried, whimpered and moaned out. “Oh baby you’re so tight. Next time daddy’s going to stretch you out with my big cock.” He told you while pumping his finger into your ass while keeping the rhythm. “Let’s see if you’re really a good girl and can take two fingers.” He told you teasingly before torturously slow adding another finger in. You cried out. “Are you going to take it and be a good girl or not?” he asked you stern. “Yes daddy, I’m a good girl.” You told him crying. “Then show it and fuck my fingers and cock.” he growled out. You hid your face in the pillow while the tears streamed down your cheeks. You pushed your ass back onto his cock and fingers, fucking him. Chris smiled “Good girl. I think you’d earn a orgasm. What do you think baby girl?” he asked you, making you nod.
“Does my dick feel so good that you’re unable to talk pretty girl?” he mocked you “yes daddy” you tried to speak up but it was soft and shaky. “Make yourself cum on my cock and fingers.” He told you and you pushed your ass back on a higher speed, making Chris smile, knowing you liked the pace. His other hand got onto your clit and you came in no time, squeezing his fingers and cock. You both moaned loudly as you messed up the bed. “That’s my good girl.” He told you.
He placed his arms underneath you and got you up with your back against his chest, his cock still buried deep inside of you. He placed the two fingers in your mouth. “Like them up baby.” he ordered and you did as he told. He held your arms behind your back and got the other out of your mouth and around your throat, squeezing slightly before pounding into you again without a warning, making you scream. “That’s it baby. Let them know how good daddy fucks you.” His hand squeezed a little more around your throat and before you knew it, you felt another orgasm coming. “Daddy I need to cum again.” You whispered out because of the hand on your throat. “Again baby? You can’t stop coming can you?” You shook your head.
“Go, come for daddy pretty girl.” You came very hard and without a warning Chris let go off you in your orgasm, making you fall flat on the bed and he started roughly pounding into you. The pleasure became almost unbearably and you tried to wiggle away but Chris pushed and held you to the mattress. “Where’d you wanna go? I’m not done with you yet.” His voice dark again. His hands pushed you deeper into the mattress on your lower back while he merciless pounded into you. You lost all your strength in your body as you laid there flat.
Chris got out of your again. “Turn on your back baby.” you rolled on your back and he entered you again. Chris made eye contact and softly wiped away the tears as he had a loving look in his eyes. Different than any other moment. Really caring this time. He slowly started moving again in missionary position. His movement became more rapid as he started to bottom you out completely. His hand found your throat and he squeezed it slightly again, placing kisses on the corner of your mouth.
“I’m not going to last any longer princess.” He warned you. “Cum in me daddy. I want to feel you fill me up. Please daddy, I need it.” his eyes became loving and caring again as he removed his hand and went softly over your forehead and hair. “Yeah you want daddy’s cum?” you nodded quickly. You placed your hand on the back of his neck and pulled him down so you could kiss him. It was a loving passionate kiss. “Please daddy. Please cum in me.” you begged him and he started to gasp and moan when you felt something warm shoot inside of you.
Both of your body’s sweaty as you panted out. Chris laid on your chest, trying to catch his breath. He looked at you and worry glazed over his eyes. “Are you okay baby? Was I too rough?” he asked you while cupping your cheek. You saw the anxiety and worry swirling in his eyes. “No, I liked it very much actually.” Chris let out a breath that he was subconsciously holding. He placed his lips on yours in a soft loving kiss.
He let his head rest on your chest again and you went with your hand through his soft, sweaty hair whilst getting deep in your thoughts again. You’d like the feeling of his soft hair going through your fingers, the way he held you right now, the way he made you cared for, loved for, acknowledging your needs, you liked him, a lot actually. So much that anxiety filled your body with just the thought you had to let him go sometime.
“Are you really okay?” Chris softly asked you, looking up. You snapped out of your thoughts while you kept going with your hand through his hair. “No….” You saw instant panic in his eyes while he held himself a little up. You spoke further so he wouldn’t have a full blown panic attack that crossed over his features. “The reason I couldn’t sleep wasn’t that it was too hot… I was too much in my head. I really like you Chris. More than actually just be a fling. The thought of that already hurts too much. I want you, all of you. I’m madly in love with you.”
Chris smiled with a small chuckle from relief. “Sweetheart…. I thought that I had hurt you. But I actually couldn’t sleep either because of the same reason. I didn’t came here because it was cooler. I just couldn’t bare the idea of not being with you. I wanted to be here, I needed to be here. I really like you too Y/N. Let’s try to work this out, I want to try this with you, with us.” He told you and you couldn’t be more relieved and excited at the same time.
You kissed him deeply and needily. You wanted him close and to never let go. Chris mirrored your action, feeling the same. He got out of the kiss and placed a soft simple kiss on your forehead before resting his forehead against yours while you both giggled and chuckled. “Let’s get a shower and clean this up after and go to sleep together.” He proposed and you nodded with a smile.
Chris got out of you, making you whimper slightly from the overstimulation. Chris immediately looked up at you. “I’m sorry baby.” He helped you get up and underneath the shower, he showed his very caring side. Softly washing your hair, holding you while he went with his hand over your hair, head kisses and soft touches.
When you got out of the shower he made you sit down and wait. There was no way he would let you refresh the bed so he did it and helped you in when he was done. He held you the entire night, even if it was just a hand on your stomach or whatever, there needed to be physical touches. But before that he cuddled with you, making sure that you were really okay because he knew he was rough, it even shocked him a little but he blamed it on the weather and well, what you did to him. But he would never really hurt you. He made sure to stay awake until you fell asleep in his arms, safe and sound
Summary: The hottest day of summer turned into an even hotter experience
Warnings: mention of anxiety, alcohol and slightly buzzed, daddy kink, fingering, sex in public, jerking off, dom/sub dynamic, p in v, overthinking
Words: 3,2K
A/N: Heya all, long time no see! how are ya’ll doing? Anyways happy birthday to Chris! here’s a little fic, hope you all enjoy it. Don’t forget to reblog pretty please much love from your homegirl
It was a hot summer day and they announced that it would be the hottest day of the year so for obvious reasons you and your friends decided to go swimming together. Your uncle had asked you if you wanted to take Chris with you. He was good friends with your uncle and later became a security guard for Chris. Since your uncle didn’t live very far from you but definitely had a way smaller space than you did, he asked you if it was alright if Chris would stay with you.
You obviously met Chris before because you were a big Marvel fan and you’re uncle took you with him to meet Chris. You had a huge crush on Chris and didn’t mind him living with you. He was promoting the movie lightyear but had a day of today so you proposed to him to come to the beach with you guys, which he didn’t have to think twice about. Chris was a couple years older than you were and your daddy issues started to get in the way. You could hide it pretty well, you thought at least. Besides, the fact that he was friends with your uncle made it all too excited.
You put some drinks in your cooler alongside some alcoholic beverages. You took some fresh fruit like strawberries, cherries, watermelon etc with you as well and some snacks. Chris walked excited downstairs in some shorts and a summery blouse. “Hey sweetheart, good morning. Sleep well?” he asked you. “yeah… just a little hot. And you?” you asked him. He nodded while taking a bottle of water out of the fridge and putting on the coffee machine. “Yeah same really.” You and Chris been always very flirtatious towards each other but he would always seem to win. Obviously, you never did it when your uncle was around but otherwise….
You had just one spare bedroom left and it was the hottest room in the house. That’s also the reason why it became a spare room. Chris handed you a cup of coffee and quickly made some breakfast. Your friend would pick you guys up over an hour so after breakfast you changed into your bikini and a nice, cute summers dress before walking downstairs again. When Chris saw you, his breath hitched a little while his cheeks turned slightly pink as he tried to look everywhere except towards you.
You smirked a little internally, knowing that your dress had that effect. You felt confident and brave or maybe it was just the heat getting to you, but whichever it was, it was working. “Ready?” you asked Chris who nodded and visibly tried to gather himself. “Yeah, let’s go princess.” Your heart fluttered at the nickname as you took the lead outside. You and Chris held the bags together as your friends pulled up, waving at you and Chris. You looked at Chris with a smile and opened the door.
Everyone greeted the both of you and complimented you on your dress. You drove off with the music playing loud. You were happy that Chris got along with your friends but then again it was the most unproblematic group of people ever, so it wasn’t very hard to get along with them.
When you arrived you searched for a good spot where it wasn’t very busy and you were glad that this part of the beach was kind of a secret spot. You laid your towel down on the part of the grass, a little bit in front of the soft sand and took your dress off while the others got undressed as well. You looked at Chris who was apparently looking at you but quickly looked away when you looked at him. A small grin was appearing on your lips while you turned away from him to get the sunscreen.
Your friend Abby got the speaker out and played some music. You took a glance towards Chris who was getting undressed as well. You felt butterflies going through your stomach and electricity all over your body, seeing his toned chest out. Your mouth watered at the sight. Chris looked at you and got a smirk when he saw you staring. You quickly looked away, feeling your cheeks heat up and felt slightly embarrassed and caught.
You put the sunscreen on, noticing that Chris sat besides you on his own towel. “Want me to do your back sweetheart?” he asked you softly. You felt flustered again “Yes please.” You almost whispered, unable to speak up. You gave him the sunscreen and scooted over, sitting in between his legs. He placed the sunscreen on your shoulders and took his sweet marry time with it, slowly almost torturously massaging it softly onto your soft skin. The moment he touched you, you felt a pit in your stomach and excitement flowing through your body.
“Your tense sweetheart. Try to relax.” He whispered in your ear, giving you noticeably goosebumps as you could almost hear the smirk in his voice, mocking you. You needed to step it up, you thought. Two can play this game. You moved away from his touched. Not because you wanted it. But the opposite actually, you didn’t want it to be that obvious so you moved. “Want me to do your back as well?” You asked him in a small voice. You wanted to be confident but his intimidating presence made it really hard. It wasn’t intimidating in a negative way but it just turned your brain in mush. “Yeah thanks.” He told you.
You sat behind him and p]laced the sunscreen softly onto his skin. Even though you tensed up, you could tell he was too. “You’re pretty tense as well Chris. Something on your mind that you’d like to share?” you whispered into his ear as well, just like he did with a teasing undertone. You felt him tense up even more, smirking at your achievement. You heard him chuckle in a deep voice while he shook his head and you moved away, knowing you’ve won this round.
“Come on, let’s go swimming!” Abby said and most of your friends ran into the water while you and Chris walked together, your arms touching each other slightly. “It’s a nice spot here.” He told you and there was an undeniable tension between the two of you. “Yeah it’s really a gem.” Told him with your feet now touching the water. It wasn’t cold but more refreshing. Your friends already took a dip and Chris walked in further, making you follow him as if your body was moving on it’s own, according to Chris.
His fluffy hair shined in the sun and you felt harder and harder in love with him. He turned around towards you with a smile, his tattoos showing and you could feel the pressure going down, getting wetter by the second. The grip this man had on you was deadly. You smiled back and walked towards him as he waited for you. He got a mischievous grin and splashed some water your way, making you gasp at the refreshing water hitting your sticky skin. You heard him laugh so you did the same, making him gasp and acting like he was in disbelieve.
You placed your hands on your hips with a proud smile and Chris chuckled, shaking his head as he walked towards you. Excitement building in your stomach as you held your hands in front of you for defense. “You’re gonna regret that sweetheart.” He told you as he came closer, making the excitement turn into adrenaline and euphory. The water splashing against your chest while you tried to get away from Chris but the water slowed you down while Chris walked through it with ease and picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder, making you giggle and laugh loudly while Chris smiled proudly and walked deeper into the water with you on his shoulder in a strong grip.
You wiggled around but to no avail since his grip was locked tight on you. When he was far enough he threw you in the water but not too rough. You came up chuckling and jumped on his back, taking him down with you, making him laugh.
You played like that for a while until you hang on his back like a koala and let him take you wherever he wanted. There were trees around the water, giving enough hiding spaces. You let your head rest on his shoulder, arms lazily around him while you enjoyed the warmth of the sun caressing your skin.
After a while you got out of the water and laid tiredly down on your towel feeling tired from the comforting warmth. You tried to lay down in a comforting position with your head which Chris noticed. “Sweetheart, you can rest your head on my chest if you want.” He suggested and he didn’t have to ask you twice. You laid your head on his chest and his fingers found your hair, softly massaging your head, relaxing you completely. You slightly dozed off with the sound of your friends chatting, the music and the water in the background.
You woke up from someone putting something on your face. You opened your eyes and looked directly in the blue eyes oof Chris, who smiled lovingly at you. You noticed that your head laid on his lap. “Don’t worry, I’m just applying some sunscreen on your face.” he told you softly, making you smile immediately. “Thank you.” you felt flustered at the space where your head laid in and the way his face hang above you made you think some lustful thoughts so you sat up. Chris looked a little surprised that you left. You grabbed a bottle of water and gave one to Chris, who smiled at you again.
You slowly woke up more. “That was a good nap.” You told him chuckling. “definitely looked like it.” he told you, making you smile shyly. You chatted a bit with your friends until they went in the water, leaving you and Chris behind for a minute. The tension between the two of you felt very sexual making you both feel shy and you saw that Chris couldn’t sit still hinting towards his anxiety and you would lie if you didn’t feel a bit anxious yourself. “Want to go in the water as well?” you asked him, making him look at you as you broke the unbearable silence. You felt that familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach again when he looked at you.
God this man made you feel horny and let’s just keep it on that being in the water right now would be the best solution. “Yeah sure.” He told you and stood up, reaching his hand out for you to take. He took a bold glance at you, grinned with a wink. You felt flustered and looked down. “You look very good.” He decided to speak up and you looked up in surprise. “Well… thank you but have you seen yourself lately, handsome?” You tried to meet his energy, which wasn’t very hard. Chris chuckled deeply but you could tell that he felt shy as well.
You walked in the water and you and Chris started to look at each other more with some with a grin, making the tension get even higher. You stood by your group of friends, Chris on the opposite side of you so you both could take a good look at each other. Normally there would be a flirtatious banter between the two of you but today was different. Never was the tension this high. Your friends got out of the water again and all you and Chris could do give each other some teasing looks. “Let’s go for a swim.” He proposed and was already swimming away before you could even say something, quickly following him.
He swam after some bushes and you thought you lost him. You looked confused around you until you felt two hands on your waist, pulling you away and into the bushes. Your back against the edge and you looked in shock at Chris, who’s body was pressed against yours. His leg in between yours, almost where you wanted him the most, it felt like your body was on fire with desire. You and Chris looked at each other and you decided to make the second move, putting your lips in a heated, desired kiss.
He pulled away “god I’ve wanted to do this for so long.” He commented, his fingers digging into your waist while his body was tightly pressed against yours. You felt something grow against your legs, making you moan in the kiss and Chris took that opportunity to deepen the kiss, his tongue exploring yours. Your hand softly going over his abs, moving downward and Chris gasped a little in the kiss. His hands explored your body as well. “I want to feel you.” you told him in a whimper, beggingly almost to a point that it was embarrassing.
His mouth attacked your neck, making you moan before he placed his other hand over your mouth. “sshtt. Keep quiet baby.” he told you while his other hand moved down into your bikini. You whimpered and moaned, bucking your hips forward, never wanted his hands this bad. When he found your slit, he growled “God your so wet.” He remarked and you moved your hands into his swimming shorts. He softly growled when you cupped him and started to stroke him off. You could already tell that he was build huge. “Your hands feel so good around my cock princess.” You mewled in reaction while he torturously moved his finger over your clit.
“You feel what you do to me baby? You drive me mad” he told you while looking dangerously at you, his pupils full blown as he attacked your mouth again. He finally found a good rhythm and added a finger in while making circles on your clit with his thumb. Your other hand found his fluffy hair and pulled him closer as you pressed your breast against his chest. You sped up your movement as well and felt that you were close. “I’m close, please don’t stop.” Chris softly moaned, trying to be silent “I know baby, I know” he told you and stopped, making you look at him in surprise while tears were in the corner of your eyes from pleasure. He got your hand out of his swimming trunks and got his cock out, got closer to your body and placed your leg around him.
You felt the tip of his cock against your slit and he looked up at you for consent. You bit your lip and nodded eagerly. He got a grin and rubbed his cock back and forth, making you almost cry out of neediness. “please daddy, please. I want to cum on your cock.” He smirked “Yeah? You want daddy’s cock pretty princess?” You hang your arms around his shoulders and neck “Yes please, please daddy.” He smirked at how much you were begging for him.
He entered you slowly so you could get used to his size, which you definitely needed. You both moaned before he captured your lips again with his own, muffling the sounds before he started moving. You clenched around his cock, making him accidentally moan louder. He sped up his movements, the water splashing around while his thumb found your clit again. You felt yourself grow dumb just because of his damn good cock. You let your head rest on his shoulder while tears slipped from the corner of your eyes. “I want to cum so bad daddy, please make me cum.” You whimpered. “yeah you wanna cum on daddy’s cock princess? Cum on my cock then.” He told panting.
You felt the euphoric feeling wash over you while you clenched around his cock getting a death grip on him and he moaned out as well “I can’t hold it longer princess.” He told you out of breath while you had an eye rolling orgasm, shaking a little on your legs so you quickly placed your other leg around him as well and held him close. “Oh baby… I can’t hold it longer.” He panted out while you were still in the middle of your orgasm. You had your hand gripping his hair and his face was now hidden in your neck, feeling his hot breath on your shoulder. “I’m going to fill you up, knowing that I’m still in you when we get back.” he kept panting in your ear, making you moan as his hand found your mouth again. “Keep it down” he growled followed by warm liquid in your pussy and his panting got heavier.
His arms were tightly locked around your body while you both tried to catch your breath, hiding into each other’s neck. Chris got out of his hiding spot and cupped your cheeks with his hands, letting his forehead rest against yours and softly, lazily placing kisses on your lips, nose and cheeks, making you giggle. He smiled at you with a loving gaze “Let’s wait a minute before going back.” he told you, placing a string of hair behind your ear and cupping your cheek again, nuzzling your nose before planting a sweet kiss on your lips. You felt shy, small and cared for, completely in your element right now. Chris noticed that you grew softer and held you in a loving hug, since wanted to be close to him.
“You think you’re okay now?” Chris asked you softly. You nodded and he quickly grabbed your chin between his thick fingers so he could get another kiss before going back. He slowly got out of you, making you whimper at the sudden lost, you grew so attached to. “I’m sorry princess.” He told you, going over your cheek softly with his knuckles before correcting his trunks.
You both headed back and it was already getting a bit late so you only you and Chris had to dry up before you all would head home. Luckily it didn’t took very long because of the extreme hot weather. You all packed your stuff and walked back to the car. Even though what happened in the water, the tension didn’t leave the air but you were all tired. You did have a barbeque with everyone, drinking the alcoholic beverages and slightly getting buzzed.
When you got home you quickly took a shower and said goodnight to Chris. You didn’t know how to behave right now towards Chris. Was this just a one thing or did he really like you? Questions filled your head. You put some shorts on and a top before crawling into bed. You knew you had to have some distraction so you picked up a book and laid on your side over the covers with the fan on. You were reading but not taking in any of the words that were written on the page. You got pulled out of your thoughts by a couple of soft knocks on your door…
