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Christmas cheer pt.3
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December 24th: Christmas Eve and party-
The sound of tiny stomping feet wakes me as I open my eyes confused, the door to his childhood bedroom pops open quickly
Three of his nephews and his niece come running toward the bed. I go to brace for impact as they scale the bed
Little knees hit my stomach and Chris groans in pain as tiny elbows and knees dig into his stomach and side
“Uncle chris! Uncle Chris!”
They poke his face as his niece, Stella pokes at my cheek smiling widely
I smile to her saying “Merry Christmas Eve miss Stella.”
She chuckles saying “Grandma said to wake you because breakfast is ready.”
I look to Chris as his nephews wrestle around with him as the older one rifles through the drawers in the room
“Hey. Quit snooping through my things.” He pushes the drawer shut saying “Tell grandma we’ll be down in ten.”
Stella asks “How do you make your face so pretty? Can I do your makeup?”
“Of course you can. Find me tonight after dinner. You can do my makeup.”
Stella quickly whispers to me “Uncle Chris has stinky breath.”
I laugh and nod saying “He does doesn’t he?”
I sit up, lifting her onto the comforter at my feet saying “how about you save me a spot at the table. I just need to change.”
“Okay.”
Chris looks to miles saying “I expect a spot beside you bud.”
Miles and Stella remain as the only two niece or nephews that haven’t ran off yet
They both nod in agreement as Chris kisses the top of my head and I say “She’s right, you need to brush your teeth babe. That beer last night gave you stinky breath.”
The two kids grow into a fit of giggles as Chris gasps saying “I beg to differ!”
He kisses me and I lean into him and bite at his lip as I push out of his grasp “Brush ‘em please.”
He laughs saying “Fine. Fine.. I’m going.”
The two kids leave the room shortly after and I follow Chris into the bathroom, picking right back up on our domestic routine
We move through the bathroom like we would at home. Handing and moving around each other with ease
He holds out both our toothbrushes as I squeeze the contents of the paste onto the bristles
I drop the tube and grab my purple toothbrush, I pull the brush through my hair, handing it to him seconds later as he pushes the faucet on
He looks to me as he finally realizes and watches how well we’ve developed together
How smoothly and easy this is
Like we don’t even inconvenience each other. It’s not always like this but it is right now, we’re a team and he’s staring at me in awe
My eyebrows scrunch in confusion as I stare at his reflection in the mirror “something on your mind?”
He spits his toothpaste out, at least a minute after me and smiles saying “No. I’m just really happy.”
I smile to him as my hands press to his cheek “Have you taken the Russo brothers up on that suggestion?”
He exhales slowly in response as he melts into my hand saying “Of course I have. The beard is making a comeback.”
My smile grows contagious as he grins widely, his teeth finally showing as his smile widens
“I love you. Have I told you that lately?”
“It never gets old, babe. I love you too.”
“Good. Expect me to never give up saying it.”
I pull away from his grasp as his hand remains pressed to my waist as my hand drops from his cheek “I should wash my face.”
I lean towards the water, rinsing my face then scrubbing in my face wash and rinsing it off
His hand slides across my waist and wraps around me as the other arm cages together with the other
His lips press to my shoulder as I laugh I crack into a fit of laughter as he continues to move his lips across my skin
“Chris.” The words barely leave my lips as I exhale with them
“I know. We should go downstairs..”
But his grip around me says otherwise
His foot kicks the door shut as I slip from his hold
I shriek in laughter as he spins back towards me, charging towards me
He grows risky quickly as his hands pick at the buttons of my top and I shake my head saying “This is your childhood home.”
“I’m an adult.” He admits as he gives each other distance. Not much but some
I smile and say “She’ll send the kids back up if we don’t go down. How did we even end up back up here? I know I fell asleep downstairs.”
“I carried you to bed. At like 3 am. It was just Scott and a couple of the cousins that stuck it out. All the couples had gone back to their rooms.”
“Oh. Well my back and I bet your back thank you.” I smile as I squeeze his shoulder as I leave the room
He follows shortly after me as we walk down the hall and find out what the family is up to. And much to my surprise it’s more chaotic than I’ve ever seen it
There’s an influx of people I’ve never seen and Chris pushes me forward saying “I’m starving, come on.”
My eyes jolt around to all the new faces and influx of Christmas decor everywhere. Waiting to be hung up or presented somewhere
Chris hands me a plate and I look towards Lisa as she seems overwhelmed during her conversation with a few women and Scott and Ryan.
“What is all this?”
“Christmas Eve party. I told you about that, didn’t I?”
I look towards him saying “I don’t think so. All of this? How many people does your family host?”
Chris shrugs saying “Let’s just say it’s a packed house. Mom knows everyone. You’ll get to meet my dad tonight. He’ll be here with his girlfriend. Mom will be as far away from his as possible, as usual.”
“Okay. I don’t have the guest list memorized. I don’t know who I’m meeting. You told me I’d be meeting your immediate family. I only know their names.”
He laughs as he bites into his toast and shakes his head. I eat a bite of the French toast and sigh saying “It’s not funny. I don’t want to mess up their names. That’s rude.”
“They’ve never met you, and you’ve never met them. I’ll introduce you to each. I promise, and then you can memorize their names you weirdo.” He kisses my hand and drops it onto his knee a second later as he smushes the egg with two pieces of toast
Lisa can cook. This is really good
“Your mom looks stressed.” I admit as I look to her. Her hands hold up her hair as her face looks distressed
“Yeah. She gets like this every year.”
“And you don’t help her?” I ask
“Of course we help her. She gets overwhelmed regardless.”
I purse my lips as I smile saying “We never had big scale holidays like this. Half the time my sisters barely made it home. When I was a kid we’d go into town for a nice dinner, and walk the streets for Christmas lights. And my dad would read the night before Christmas when we got home.”
“It was just the three of you?”
I nod saying “Yeah. My sisters were in college and had friends and boyfriends. They followed them home for the holidays.”
He nods saying “I see. What’d you do last Christmas?”
My smile drains from my face as I stab at my plate of food and I clear my throat saying “Oh just.. hung around.”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s pretty self explanatory isn’t it?”
He shakes his head saying “I know we were friends then but what were you up to?”
“Well, I had a script sent to me a week or two prior so I was running those lines and I had a nice takeout dinner sent to my apartment and I watched Christmas movies over a bottle of wine or two.”
His eyes widen as I cough and try to move onto a different topic “Anyway-”
“Hold on. You didn’t spend the holidays with your family?”
Sighing I say “It doesn’t matter alright? I spent New Years with a beautiful man though. That was my favorite holiday by a long shot.”
My hand grazes his cheek as I smile and he says “So for thanksgiving this year, you went to your sisters?”
Nodding I say “Yep. Had a great time seeing her and the kids.”
He exhaled as he says “You told me you went to your other sisters place.”
I groan saying “Chris why does it matter?”
“Because you spent that holiday alone. I should’ve been with you.”
“I wasn’t alone. I had Dodger. And a large bottle of wine.”
He shakes his head saying “Why is your family so distant?”
“It’s how we were raised. I never had anything like this. It’s really cool you have this. I get why you love it here so much.” I smile to him and feel warmth radiate as he hugs me saying “Any holiday, any year, you’re welcome here. With me.”
He kisses me and Scott scoffs saying “Gross. I’m trying to drink my spiked coffee in peace.”
Chris looks to Scott saying “Did you know she spent Thanksgiving alone this year?”
“She finally told you that?”
I glare at Scott and Chris scoffs saying “Seriously?”
“Scott stayed with me until 1:30 that day. I bought his first class ticket to Boston.”
“Why wasn’t I told? I would’ve brought you with me and—"
“My sister was gonna call and my mom was thinking she might’ve stopped by… it was complicated.”
Scott rolls his eyes saying “They’re flakes. I don’t know why she gives them the time of day.”
“They never did those things?”
I sigh saying “You’re really bringing down the Christmas cheer here, bucko. I’d like to not think about the holidays I spent alone.”
He nods saying “you’re going to love the things my family has planned today. It’s going to be your best Christmas Eve yet, y’know.”
I shake my head as my grin widens “I’m ready to be woo’d.”
Lisa squeezes my shoulders saying “Scott says you’re an amazing cook. I could use another set of hands. Do you mind?”
“Of course. Where do you need me?”
I stand up and follow her to the kitchen as Scott says “You should know by now that her family is the worst.”
“I was thinking you’d help me with the appetizer prep. I’m scrambling around like a frying egg. God I’m nervous.”
She pushes the cookbook stand in both our eye sight and says “I was thinking we’d start on the dips. They need to be refrigerated for at least a couple hours.”
“Okay. That’s do-able.”
Chris watches me as I cook and watch his mom and sisters interact. I smile and he looks towards Carly willing her to get his girlfriend to join them
“Mom did you show y/n your famous bread yet?”
“Bread?” I ask
“It’s twisted brioche. It’s my great grandmothers recipe. I have it rising right now. I think we could steal a peek.”
She motions for me to walk over and I watch as she lifts the towel off the dish and I see the bread that looks gigantic already
I smile and say “It looks great.”
“Thank you. We have it every Christmas Eve dinner. My grandmother used to put a bay leaf in one slice and whoever got it was deemed to have the best Christmas. It’s a cheesy tradition but it stuck.”
Carly complains “I’ve personally never gotten it. But Scott’s had it four different years. Shanna’s had it twice. Chris has had it like eight times.” She laughs and I chuckle saying “Of course he has.”
Chris looks to his mom and sees her actually getting along with the woman he plans to propose to. And he feels relief
“I’m gonna go shower. I’ll be down by the time we need to head out for shopping.”
I look towards him quickly, slightly confused why he’s abandoning me like this. Scott sits at the barstools and smirks saying “I think y/n needs to shower too. You two are going to have to share like last night.”
My eyes pop to Scott as I turn flushed. Chris smacks the side of his brothers head saying “You and I both know you’re only starting shit.”
Scott laughs and Chris excuses himself as the conversation in the kitchen turns sour. Lisa teases “We have quite a few other bathrooms if you’d prefer to shower without Chris.”
My skin grows a darker red in embarrassment as I feel heat cover my arms and cheeks
Scott says “I was just joking mom. y/n can’t handle the temperature of Chris’s shower so she had to use mine anyway. His is still stuck at that scorching temperature.”
I stare at him as he tries to remedy the situation he created but all it created was tension and silence
And I just go back to making the many dips I’ve been left in charge of. Slowly making my way through the list
Onion dip, spinach dip, sweet dip, and salsa.
Once I finish Scott helps me carry them to the outside fridge.
I hit him the second the fridge closes and groan saying “You just can’t let me have an easy moment can you?”
“Nope.” He laughs and I sigh saying “Your mother despises me.”
“Maybe.” He smiles
I run my hands down my face and he opens the freezer. He pulls out a brown bag and I look to him confused. He slides out a large bottle of vodka
My eyes widen and he grabs the half empty bottle of cranberry juice “mom used this for a recipe.”
“The vodka?”
He laughs and says “No.”
I stare at him in disbelief as he begins to fill the cranberry juice container with vodka. “Jesus Scott! That’s a lot—”
“This will get you through today. Chris loves Christmas Eve, but I grudgingly get through it with this. This is going to be my Christmas punch.”
“That’s literally just a vodka cran.”
He chuckles and nods happily. I groan and he screws both caps closed. He shakes the container and then quickly takes a sip
He closes an eye and shouts out
He laughs shortly after and says “You’re up.”
“No.” I shake my head in disagreement and push the container away from me “I refuse to get tipsy in front of your mother. She’s scary enough sober.”
Scott shakes his head saying “This is the only way it’ll get better.”
“Liar.”
And then I left the garage, I went upstairs and took a shower.
I had no clothes to change into so I just headed back to the room in my towel and then met an already dressed Chris back in our room.
I sighed as I approached him. His hands pressed to the sides of my face as he then bent down to kiss me
Once we pulled away he said “Ma didn’t tell you the plan for today right?”
“No. Not yet.”
“After visiting the mall Santa and shopping, we go caroling.”
My eyebrows shoot up.
He scratches at his chin and says in a mellowed tone “As a family, all of us. We put on our warmest clothes and have hot coco in travel mugs. And once we’re done with that we go home for my families Christmas Eve party. My aunt stays back with the food and it’s all ready for our guests.”
I stare at him with minor disgust as my body remains stagnant. I feel like I have to be energetic about these festivities but I don’t sing and I don’t visit Santa
My eyes remain wide as I bite my cheek roughly as I choke back the words.
“You’re kidding.”
He chuckles and says “I’m not. It might sound childish but it’s a lot of fun. Trust me.”
“Oh…. Trust me… I’m trying.”
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here’s the next part, sorry about the delay. Life happened. Gentle reminders or polite asks for me to update are appreciated.
But I don’t respond well to negative messages that call me a liar and hateful things. I am a person on the other side of this screen and I have my own problems and life. Please refrain from leaving those messages on my feed. I am just a girl, writing in her free time because I enjoy it. And I’m glad that you enjoy my story too! And I’m sorry when I don’t post as often as we’d both like.
But my life is sucky a lot of the time and I have a ton of problems. Which lead to me having to value myself and my health first. I’m sorry for the delay, I’ll try to be more consistent.
Here’s the long awaited next part!
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warnings: 18+ content (minors dni!!),smut, piv sex, unprotected sex, rough sex, degradation kink (he calls us whores, like three times??) shower sex, wall sex (?), age gap, and more..
important: English is not my first language so there will probably be a lot of mistakes but there is nothing to be done, and it is my first time writing smur so don't attack me!!!
characters: dbf!steve rogers x fem!reader
I’d appreciate if you let me know what you think with a like or reblog or reply or an ask! kisses
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Steve Rogers was never as obsessed with a person as he was with you. He vividly remembers the first time he saw you, in that red dress begging to be fuckedYou were like a hurricane, bringing chaos and desire to every breath he took. He knew it was wrong, that you were taking him down a dangerous path, because you were his best friend's daughter, but he couldn't resist. With a penetrating gaze and a smile that could melt the coldest of hearts. You involved him in your games, in your dark fantasies that scared and excited him at the same time.And that's how you ended up in this current situation, being fucked in the shower by your father's best friend.
Your parents had gone on a trip to celebrate twenty-five years of marriage, and even though you were 20 and completely capable of taking care of yourself, your father asked Steve to keep an eye on you.
“I've been dying to fuck you ever since I saw you in that tiny red dress, you were practically begging, weren't you whore? That's it, isn't it? You just needed a big fat dick in that cherry.”
His hands tried to hold onto the stall in a failed attempt as Steve frantically thrust into you, you could feel his balls hitting yours against your clit as he pushed harder and harder into you…
your breasts jiggled as you were thrust into you. Steve moaned hoarsely, you felt every vein, every tiny vein inside you, the complete sense, his hands held your waist while the hot water ran between the two of you, giving him more access to fuck you hard... you look over your shoulder with some difficulty and then you see him, his hair was messy, some strands stuck together, his mouth was being pressed because he was biting his lips heavily and at the same time making a face.
“FUCK” he moans loudly, starting to move quickly and forcefully, not giving you time to breathe properly... the butterflies were playing with you, his trembling hand even went towards your clitoris when he started to rub it quickly, giving you spasmsHis mouth opened in a wordless moan. The glans hit the depths of his intimacy, making his lower belly burn. You had no idea how many times you had cumHer body shook violently and Steve watched her cum on his dick.
“Tell me, whose little whore are you?” His hoarse voice echoed through the bathroom along with a loud slap, you just swallowed soundlessly when he started moving again.“Stevee” you moaned when he hit that spot, you were already sore“So it’s here? Hmm?" he asked and you moaned in response.
He growled in his ear before pushing his body onto the bed and starting to thrust making you scream in pleasure “Whaaat? Do not handle it? Weren’t you the one thirsty for cock?” laughed while you whimperedYou moaned in a sob when the older man pushed everything in, squeezing your neck with one hand and making you orgasm again in such a short time.Steve withdraws his member and you let out a sly moan.
He soon bends down watching the abused entrance dripping all his cum.Her swollen clitoris pulsed, her breathing was heavy, her legs were wobbly. When you thought it was finally over, he smiles and then goes back into the hot grip in a brutal way, hearing your surprised scream.
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