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buckybarnesandmarvel · 8 months

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𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐔𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝

pairings: chris evans x vet!reader

warnings: a whole bunch of fluff

summary: an ordinary day at the shelter turns into something... unexpected

a/n: trust chris to get me out of writers block. also holy fuck that outfit has a fucking chokehold on me ithinkiforgothowtobreathelohmygod

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You weren't told about this. Well... you were told someone was coming in for a collaborative video linked to the dogs... but you definitely weren't expecting this.

Chris-fucking-Evans.

You watched as he walked in, his broad figure hugged by a too-tight shirt, a small chain peeking through the collar, his hair messy under his cap and his blue eyes sparkling through his glasses. A large grin adored his face as he clapped his hands excitedly. You couldn't help discretely looking him up and down and your thoughts took over, momentarily distracting you. You took a deep breath and walked into your treatment room.

You were the resident vet at the shelter, looking after all the dogs that were brought in. You loved your job, being able to hang out with the dogs all day, it was both fun and rewarding. You knew them all at this point and made it your habit to see all of them first thing in the morning and last thing at night.

You had actually adopted your pup, Buzz, from the shelter, a beautiful baby chocolate lab. To be fair, you would've gladly adopted them all if your landlord hadn't forbade you and you had enough money and space. Now you just brought him into work, letting him run around and socialise as you did your thing.

You were doing a checkup on a dalmatian that had been brought in the week before when the camera crew came in, Chris-fucking-Evans tailing along behind them with a large smile. You momentarily paused, your eyes widening slightly before you put on a smile and made more room. You introduced yourself and the dog, Coco and they asked you a couple questions then let you work, filming you doing the checkup. Chris stood to the side watching intently as you worked with the dalmatian, wearing the scrubs and gloves you had leant him. You were glad Coco was calm throughout the checkup, not getting spooked by the amount of people in the room.

You smiled as you deemed everything fine with her and stepped aside as Chris came forward to give her a treat. Your heart almost burst when you saw how soft he was with her, raising his voice a couple octaves higher as he pet her gently. Once your piece was over, the crew left as you got ready to take Coco back to her room. You clipped on the leash as you looked for anything you had maybe left, when you saw Chris standing by your equipment, a smile still on his face.

"Hi?"

"Uh hey! Hey. I'm Chris." He looked at you and stepped forward, extending his hand for a handshake. You took his hand in yours as you smiled shyly.

"Yeah, I know. It's really nice to meet you sir."

Chris gave out a breathy laugh as his cheeks became dusted with a slight pink.

"Please no need for that, just call me Chris."

"Okay... Chris. Was there anything you needed?"

"Nah, I just wanted to say that's it's great y'know... what you do for the dogs here."

Your cheeks heated at the compliment as you smiled wider.

"Thank you! But honestly, it's not much. I love what I do."

"Still, it's exceptional.... hey... i was wondering if you're free after this?"

You froze slightly as your eyes widened a fraction. Your jaw almost dropped as you took in the man in front of you. He couldn't possibly want to go out with you..? You mentally shook the thought off and heat rose to your cheeks as you realise you kept him waiting.

"Y-yep! I'm free."

"Great! What time do you get off?"

"7."

"I'll be waiting..."

He winked and walked out of the room, leaving you slightly flustered and confused, but it a good way. And you couldn't help thinking that was something... unexpected.

*********************************************************************** first time writing in a long time, guys. don't judge lol x

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ramp-it-up · 1 year

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Nice and Tight

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Reader x Chris Evans

Word Count: 1.6K.

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. RPF. SMUT, Explicit description of graphic sex. Read at your own risk. Threesome, Praise kink, Spit roasting, double penetration, anal sex and play, allusions to oral sex (f receiving), Daddy kink, Sir kink, allusions to Dom/ sub dynamics, voice kink if you squint, dirty talk, size kink, competition but also compersion. Not Beta’d. All errors my own.

A/N: This is in response to an ask about the best kink. I couldn’t pick just one. Part four of The Fit and the Feel Series. Let me know if you liked it by interacting: like, comment and reblog!

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This night wasn’t turning out the way you thought it would, and this conversation was taking quite the different direction.

“I really think that we should take that drive up to Box Hill this weekend. We can get some fresh air, exercise, and continue this adventure on top of the knoll.”

Henry looked down at you and winked.

“What do you think, Dove?”

Henry responded to your silence with a frown and a slight tap on your jaw. You looked up into the twinkle of his cerulean eyes.

“Don’t be rude.”

Your eyes welled up with tears and you gulped, and your body clenched in response.

“Ah….shitttttt, Baby Doll. Fuck. So good.”

Chris groaned, finally joining the conversation.

“You have her mouth full, Cavill; give her a bit of a break. She’s a good fucking girl entertaining us both like this. So good and gotdamn tight.”

Chris was filling your ass full of his cock as you sucked Henry off. This is what you asked for. Your tears were the result of trying to breathe around Henry’s huge member as Chris fucked you slowly and steadily from behind.

The pull and the drag of Chris’s cock against your delicate walls was everything as he carefully took you apart and Henry got you back together.

You loved exactly where you were, between these two gorgeous men, and anywhere they wanted to take you to do this again was alright with you. They were unexpectedly tender and attentive, doing exactly what you requested. You weren’t mad. At all.

They were being so nice and yet so nasty at the same time.

You tried to hum an affirmative ‘Yes, Sir,’ as a response around Henry’s girth, causing his hips to stutter, and then surge forward, impaling himself further down your windpipe.

“Bloody hell, Dove. That mouth is so good. Throat so fucking snug.”

He reached down, encircled your neck with one hand to feel the bulge of himself in your tight column. He slowly pulled out and watched you cough and splutter when you took in air again.

“So lovely with your face like this…”

Henry admired you as Chris continued his débauched act behind you. You clenched again at the praise and Chris’s stroke. Your eyes glazed over with pleasure as Henry’s other hand lightly slapped and pinched your nipples, eliciting pornographic gasps and groans from you.

“Sound so gotdamn… fuck Baby Doll. Gonna make me fill your ass…”

Your eyes rolled back at the thought. Although you had prepared all day for this moment, you couldn't believe that you were actually here, paid homage to by two of the most attractive men in the world.

“And you’re absolutely gorgeous with your face all fucked out.”

You smiled and Henry gave you a filthy kiss, then lifted you carefully by your arms as he moved underneath you and between your legs.

You shuddered and moaned as his hairy body slid underneath yours, the stimulation almost too much.

Chris stilled and throbbed as Henry looked deep into your eyes and nodded, placing his hands on your waist as Chris’s hands on your hips guided you onto Henry’s cock.

“Now be a good girl, Baby Doll, and take both of us.”

“Yessssss!”

Your plaintive cry made both men clench their jaws in efforts to hold back from tearing you apart. Instead, they were oh so careful. Henry’s hand positioned himself just so as to allow you to sink onto him while keeping Chris inside you.

“Holyyyyyyy…”

Chris swore and dropped his head as your tight canal became even tighter with the intrusion of Henry on the other side of the thin bit of tissue of your perineum. He tenderly kissed

your spine as they both let you set the pace of your ruin.

You buried your face in Henry’s curls as he looked down to see the phenomenon of you three joining together. You were in nirvana as they became fully seated inside you.

When Henry looked back into your eyes, his were full of admiration.

“You are such a wonder, Dove.”

Remarkable.”

“Ohhhhhh!”

You clenched around both of them and they groaned, but stayed still as you started to move.

Beginning to rock back and forth between them, you felt the pounding of their engorged members stretching you out.

“P-please Daddy. Sir. Oh! Please move. Use me. Fill up my holes. Please please please.”

You started begging wantonly and Henry’s look changed as his eyes dilated. He took hold of your chin as Chris gripped your shoulders from behind.

“You sure that’s what you want?”

His voice was commanding, deep and smooth, like Cap.

“Y-y-yes. Please!”

“You don’t have to beg Baby Doll.” Chris slapped your ass.

“But damn if it isn’t ruining me. Keep up if you can Cavill.”

Chris pulled you up and away from Henry’s kisses, stretching your torso and giving access to your breasts to the Englishman as the Bostonian held your arms behind your back.

“Fuck you, Christopher Robin. You keep up with me.”

“No. Fuck me. Use me. I want all your cum. Both of you. I want it all.”

You felt like a queen.

“So be it.”

Henry responded with a broken voice that nearly broke you. The eye contact alone was so intimate.

Chris started going harder and Henry

matched his relentless pace, not brutal but insistent.

Soon they established a sinful rhythm that had you trembling between them. When one slid in to the hilt and the other slid out to the tip, causing your body to open and clench simultaneously.

Two sets of hands were everywhere all over you and you had one on Chris’s ass and one on Henry’s chest, feeling their sweat soaked skin and receiving surprisingly tender kisses and sweet praises from their lips. They were wrapped around you and throbbing inside you.

It was like you were one.

“Give us what we need, Dove. I can’t hold it much longer.”

Henry’s pleading eyes did something to your heart.

Chris was licking the sweat that slid down your neck. Then his earnest voice started begging, making your heart rate rise even higher.

“Yes. Please Baby Doll, you haven’t cum since we were eating you out. ‘S’been too long.”

You chuckled, because that was just a few minutes ago, but your laugh got caught in your throat as you saw Henry’s eyes shift behind you. Then, in tandem, Henry grabbed your ass to spread it wider and Chris reached between you and Henry to find your clit. It didn’t take long before you were cumming multiple times, screaming like a banshee, and not sure where one orgasm began and the other ended.

“Oh so beautiful Dove, yessss. Give.”

You took in Henry’s blissed out face and turned to give Chris a lewd kiss, sucking his tongue as Henry’s hands roamed your body and his eyes took in the scene. He was speechless as he watched and listened and felt.

“Shit, Baby Doll. You’re a marvel. S-s-so fucking hot.”

Chris spoke, groaning his praise into your ear, as he emptied his hot load inside you then held you as he slowly softened. He gently pulled out as you continued to ride Henry.

You whimpered and fell forward on Henry’s chest, trembling from the sensations.

“Careful now. Keep my cum inside you.”

Chris was marveling at your stretched out hole, plugging you with his fingers as you slid on Henry’s cock.

“Yes, Daddy.”

You made out with Chris as Henry watched, but then called your attention to him.

“Gods, Dove. This cunt is so magnificent. You. Are. Indeed. Magic.”

You sat up again, regal on the throne of Henry’s cock. You started to ride, feet up on the bed to aid your movement.

“Heavens…Dove...!”

“That’s it, Baby Doll. Rock his world. So fucking sexy.”

Chris’s fingers gently circled the rim of your wrecked anterior hole as Henry ravaged your cunt. The sensations were everything. The sights, the sounds, the smell of your sex with these two was a heady drug.

You could become addicted.

The sight of Henry in ecstasy, head thrown back and moth open whole Chris cooed on your ear was enough to send you over the edge again.

You bathed all three of you in the results of the most intense orgasm you’d ever had when you felt Henry’s warm spend wash over your walls.

“Fuck. Look at that.”

Chris’s eyes were glued to you.

“Your body is amazing, Baby Doll.”

His sky blue eyes were full of awe.

You collapsed on top of Henry again and Chris left you wrapped in the burly man’s arms. You heard the shower start in the bathroom as Henry kissed the top of your head.

“I’m in trouble, Dove. I’m afraid I’m hopelessly lost to this feeling…”

This tenderness was unexpected. You expected a night of rough domination, but received worship instead.

Before you could respond, Chris pulled you away from Henry, and carried you bridal style into the bath.

You wrapped your arms around Chris’s neck and burrowed your face into it. You didn’t want reality to intrude.

“I never thought that sharing you would finally make me fall…”

You let what Chris said sink in and walked into the shower when he put you down, not looking at him as you immersed yourself under the strong, hot spray of water. You didn’t think, just let the warm water wash over you and bring you back to earth.

You felt proximity and heat, then opened your eyes to see two sets of earnest blue eyes gazing at you in adoration.

Oh shit.

“We’ll give you anything you want Baby Doll.”

Chris’s voice was deep and soothing.

“Anything. What do you want of us, Dove? More sex, or something…more…?”

You looked from one man to the other and reached for them. Their hands were on you again, threatening ecstasy as their bodies awakened.

No, this night didn’t turn out the way you thought it would.

The question was, what were you going to do about it?

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cevansbrat0007 · 1 year

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Make Me Series Masterlist

Summary: Feeling bratty, you decide to test your man's patience. Too bad it's looking like your mouth just wrote a check that your ass can't cash.

Warnings: Daddy!Kink, Smut, Brat!Reader, Some DubCon, Degradation, Ass Play, Spanking (With Implements), Butt Plugs, Manhandling, Light Bondage, Minor Chase Kink, Games, Cursing, Minors DNI

Notes: The following is the first bit of Fanfiction I ever wrote for Tumblr. Although I've recently made a few minor edits, I am no longer currently writing Chris Evans RPF. Please heed the warnings and let me know what you think. All mistakes are my own. Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated and encouraged. ___

Make Me: Part One - Always give Daddy what he wants.

Make Me: Part Two - You disobeyed Daddy. Now it's time to run.

Make Me: Part Three - Daddy wants to know if you’re gonna take your punishment like a good girl.

Cereal Brats: A Make Me Series Drabble - You decide to test your Daddy's patience while out grocery shopping.

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cevansbaby-dove · 19 days

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Ellie Reads a smutty book 18+

Wanrings: Daddy kink, oral (M receiving) soft sex

Pairing:Chris Evans X Ellie Evans.

After Ellie Reads a very dirty book she needs Chris to help her get rid of the tension in her body.

I laid in bed reading a book while the kids were out in school and Chris was in his office working. I just read something very dirty and man I can make Chris do what the man in this book just did.

I smirk and hop out of bed and toss the book on the bed and then change into something sexy. I walk out of the bedroom and down the stairs.

I hear Chris laughing in his office letting me know he might have been watching tik toks like he does on his free time.

i tip toe into the office and say leaning on the wall. "Hey baby?" Chris looks at me and says. "Wow Misses Evans...what's the big day for?" I walk over to him and swing my leg over his and sit on his lap. "I just read something...very dirty"

"Oh? let me guess...you need help?" I nod biting my lip. "Please daddy I need you so badly"

"Bedroom now" He growls nipping at my ear. I moan as I get off of him and hurry to the bedroom knowing Chris is right behind me.

We get into the bedroom and Chris says as he gets undressed. "Slow and loving or rough?"

"Rough daddy" He climbs on the bed and hovers over me looking into my green eyes. "Yes my baby" He kisses me swirling his tongue around asking for access.

I gladly let it in as his hands went to my waist gripping my skin rough. He slowly pulled up my bra before taking it off.

He kissed down my neck as my hands went to the band of his underwear.

I got them down as far as I could. I started stroking his cock that was already hard, some of the pre-cum getting on my hand but I couldn't care less I needed him so badly.

Chris sucked even harder on my neck making me moan "Chris....Hmm" he looks into my eyes. "What was that?" I bite my lip. 'I'm sorry daddy"

Chris smiles. "Much better" He goes back to kissing my skin and he works to my breast nipping at the skin softly. He then slowly entered me. I let out a loud gasp as he started thrusting into me.

Chris's movements were loving and slow which I loved best from him.

"Chr- daddy...faster please" He smiles. "What happened to slow and loving wifey?" I smile. "Just this once pleaseee" I wined.

"okay I got you" He starts moving in and out of me faster hitting my g-spot. "Fuck....yesss"

Chris smiles against my skin as I run my hands through his hair as he keeps moving making me feel like a balloon ready to pop.

His lips met back with mine and the kiss was so passionate more than ever before. He smiles and I moan through the kiss.

After we chased our highs I look up at Chris. "There was some oral in the book too by the way"

Chris smiles. "Oh yeah?" He kisses me and says against my lips. "on your knees.

I get off the bed and Chris spins and sits on our bed and I smile as I sink to my knees looking at his cock that was leaking with pre-cum already.

"Does baby girl want a taste?" Chris asked me as he leaned forward, cupping my head to pull me upright.

Glancing up at him through my lashes I nodded my head quickly to him. "Go on then" he urged as I opened my mouth, licking the pre-cum off his tip.

His hands tangled into my hair as I took him deep in my mouth before releasing him with a pop. "such a good girl" He said as he moaned.

I continued to suck him: letting my tongue swirling around the tip. He came into my mouth and he lifts my chin and says. "Swallow" I look at him and do as he says. "good girl"

Chris stands up and says. "stay there I'll clean up" he said heading into the bathroom to grab a cloth to clean me up.

I smile as I look at the book next to me. "Why didn't we do this sooner?" I asked as Chris walked back into the bedroom. "You never asked me dove"

Once I was cleaned, i snuggled up into the covers as Chris came to join me, spooning me from behind as we both laid there I had a smile practically glued to my face.

Chris kisses my head and says. "I love you" I look up at him. "I love you too"

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f10werfae · 1 year

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Pretty boy n' his Pretty Peach

pairing: Frat!Chris Evans x Girlfriend!Reader

summary: A valentines celebration turns into a lovemaking fuck fest, with a lot of love, emotions and promises (Soft!Chris)(Fluffy aftercare)

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“Look at you pretty boy, eating m’pussy so fuckin’ well” Y/n whined looking down to see her frat boyfriend making out with her pussy, his nose nudging against her clit as he winked up at her. Chris’ backwards Cap was still on, along with his St.Christopher chain, and that was it. His hands clamped around her thighs to make sure she wasn’t able to move, his hips grinding his cock down onto her mattress for stimulation.

“Taste so good mama, could eat ya all day if ya’d let me” He groaned against her lower set of lips, kissing them, before pulling them with his lips and releasing them with a pop; Y/n’s head being thrown back from the feeling of his stubble also rubbing against her. She was sure there’d be beard burn later, and God she couldn’t wait to be marked up by him in another way.

“Yeah? Keep you between my legs all day, fuck your tongue is so warm on my pussy” She whined clamping her thighs around his head, feeling his tongue flick up and down her clit; her eyes widening and rolling to the back of her head. This all started when Chris came over to her dorm room after a long day of classes, the both of them planning to order in some takeout for a small Valentines day celebration. However once her door opened, he was greeted to the sight of his gorgeous girlfriend sitting propped up waiting for him, a new baby blue lingerie set on her body.

“Can feel you clenchin’ around my tongue baby, cum all over my tongue” Chris growled thrusting his tongue in and out of her hole, his hair being grabbed by her hand as she thrusted his head back and forth, her hips grinding against his face as she came right on his tongue; his lips humming against her swollen lips as he kissed them one last time before sitting up and facing his woman.

“Awk baby look at your cock, been humpin the mattress haven’t you? You’re so cute” Y/n giggled kissing her boyfriend’s lips softly, his hands reaching and groping her tits; her nipples hard against his palms. “Please ma, fuck my cock, n-need you so bad” Chris growled jerking his hips while Y/n rubbed his length slowly, his face desperate and furrowed. Y/n smiled kissing his lips gently, his voice whimpering as she pulled away before his tongue could even attempt to touch her lips.

“Want a kiss pretty boy? Gonna have to work for it” She smirked jerking his cock off, her thumb running over the slit on the head of his shaft, his head nodding rapidly as it rested on her chest; his tongue instead probing and sucking on her globes. “Such pretty tits, soft n’ smooth jus’ like my girl” Smirking he let his teeth graze over her nipple, her hand coming up to take off his baseball cap and throwing it somewhere across her room.

“Chrissy need you to cum right in my hand, wan’ it so bad” She breathed into his ear, her hand holding and gently scratching the nape of his neck, her other hand fisting his cock; her mouth spitting onto it to lube it up lewdly. “G-gonna cum baby, I-i Promise” He shuddered feeling his balls twitch as she cupped them, massaging them gently,

“Good job baby, so proud of you” She cooed lifting up to show her cum covered hand, maintaining eye contact with her man as she licked it clean, Chris not even caring as she used the same hand to cup his face and bring him in for a kiss. Both their juices mixing in a hot wet tongue kiss, his cock growing hard against her thigh. “Need my pussy now baby, m’gonna bust over here” He whimpered against her lips, both of theirs covered in cum and spit, filthy as fuck.

“She needs you too pretty boy, missin’ your thick tongue already” She whined licking a stripe up his cheek, both of them chuckling as she peppered kisses all over his face and neck, allowing him to rub his shaft up through her slick wet centre, coating in all her juicy goodness. His tip nudging her clit playfully as he watched her swollen lips hug over his cock, giving it a nice wet warm hug.

“Jesus baby this all for me yeah? God if we were married i’d knock ya up right here right now, a pussy like this deserves it” He chuckled tauntingly as his thumb ran up and down her slit, her body shivering with each run over, awaiting for him to finally impale her on his shaft. “All for you baby boy, fuck me like a wife that deserves to be fucked” She growled wiggling her hips, trying to catch his dick inside her hole, squealing as Chris slapped his cock on her clit.

Chris would be lying if he didn’t say hearing her call herself his wife got him horny, the thought of them finally committing to each other eternally got him emotional and rowdy at the same time. Even though they both knew they were in it for life, the thought of everyone knowing she was his for the long run made it even better; he couldn’t wait to graduate, marry her and start their own dream family.

“Happy Valentines day baby, my gorgeous gorgeous woman, take all you need” Breathing out he slowly filled her up inch by inch, her mouth agape as he stared up at him, clearly deeply in love; her lips forming a smile once she wrapped her arms around his neck. Despite their love making session starting off as a filthy wet mess, this was their time to emotionally connect and show just how much they missed and loved each other, even though he literally stayed over the night before.

“You feel so good Chrissy, my own pretty boy fuckin’ me so good” She whispered kissing just below his ear, sucking onto it softly enough just to leave a tiny hickey, just for her to see and know about. “This isn’t fucking honey, we’re making some sweet love tonight, gonna show you n’ your sweet pussy jus’ how serious I am about ya. Gonna take ya home with me in summer, play house with ya n’ cook for you; gonna introduce you to everyone as my fiancé” He whispered slowly thrusting in and out of her sopping wet cunt, the wet sounds combined with their soft gasps filling the room.

“M’gonna be your wife” She giggled thinking about the idea of getting married to her frat boyfriend, one who used to be known for being one of the biggest playboys alive. Her tits bouncing against his tattooed built chest, his thrusts regular and deep, allowing them to take their time to fully feel each other. His lips kissing her cheek lovingly, before reaching the corner of her mouth; his blue eyes trained on her glossy ones. “Y-you’re so deep Chrissy, can see you b-bulgin’ in me” She gasped looking down to see the slightest imprint of his huge cock coming through her body, his moans only getting louder as he nuzzled his head into her neck.

“Y-you’re takin’ me so well baby, gah, m’gonna cum honey, can I cum in you pretty?” He whimpered kissing her lips in tiny pecks, his forehead leaning against hers as she cupped his face tightly. “Cum inside me pretty boy, wan’ feel you flood me with your cum, n’watch it leak out” She whined biting his lip feeling her own orgasm catching up, her toes curling as she fell over the edge, her voice breaking and growling as her hips gyrated against his. His legs shaking and stuttering as he dumped his cum inside her velvety walls, both of them whispering quiet “I love yous” as they rode out their highs, Y/n’s legs staying wrapped around Chris’

Chris slowly pulled out gently, shimmying down her body as he left a trail of kisses, finally stopping at her stomach which was slightly bulged just from the mass amount of cum. “Honey what on Earth are ya doin?” She giggled propping herself up on her elbows to look down at her boyfriend, who was no longer her frat boy, he was her pretty boy.

“M’jus kissin ma baby” He joked smiling up at her giddily, moving back up her body to nuzzle in between her breasts; it was normal for him to do this, instead of using pillows. “The only baby we’re havin’ anytime soon is the chinese takeout still sittin’ on the counter” She scoffed raking her nails through his brunette hair, kissing his head every so often, small moans leaving her as he tugged on her nipples playfully. Their sensual moment being interrupted by a certain rumbling noise.

“Come on wifey, let’s get somethin’ in that tummy of yours, other than my cum” He winked hooking his arm under her back and under her legs, carrying her in the direction of her kitchen, leaving their wet mess in the bed to be cleaned up later. “Can I have the caramel chicken-“

Y/n couldn’t even finish her sentence before Chris had stuffed his portion of the caramel chicken into her mouth, his eyes smiling as he watched her do her happy food wiggle beside him, her nude body tucked into his side affectionately. “Oh wait shit my present” Chris rushed out, mouth full of egg fried rice as he ran towards his book bag on the floor, pulling out a neatly wrapped purple box.

“I thought your cock was present enough baby” Y/n laughed taking the box as she climbed to straddle his lap, still nude, both of them ignoring the fact that he had indeed grown hard once again. “I swear if you bought me something expensive again i’m gonna be so mad, I told you I don’t like you wastin’ your money on me” Y/n scolded carefully pulling apart the bow, Chris’ hands massaging her hips, his eyes watching her with so much love.

“Uh first off, I’ll have you know it’s not ‘wasting my money’ and no I did not buy you something expensive” He argued back playfully, his Boston accent coming out more thickly, his eyes like a child’s as he watched her look at the wooden statue in her hands.

The dark wood was shaped like a carousel and had tiny horses on it, her name carved into the side of it delicately, two tiny wooden people seen to be riding a horse together, the guy kissing the girl. “Hold on, is this us riding a carousel baby” Y/n asked seeing the guy wearing a backwards cap,

“Hell yeah baby, ya know that woodwork class I was takin? I asked for a few extra classes n’ boom I made ya a music box, see that necklace in the box? It winds it up so only you can hear it” He rambled taking the music box into his hands, excitedly showing her his handy-work, taking the key shaped necklace and winding it back for her; handing it back when the recording started to place

Was that Chris’ voice singing a thousand years by Christina Perri? Yes, yes it was

“Oh my god baby, You’re so freakin’ adorable! You’re singing our song! On a fuckin’ music box! That you Made! For Me!” She shouted gleefully, holding up the music box proudly, watching excited as the carousel went around and around, Chris felt his heart hammer with pride, he spent months on this project.

They’d only been dating less than a year.

“Wait honey why are you cryin? Is my voice that bad?” He joked bringing a thumb up to wipe a stray tear from his girlfriend’s face, her lips pursed as she set the music box onto the kitchen table, wrapping her arms around his torso. “N-no one’s ever given me something so- so nice before, i’m so in love with you it’s scary Evans. You better not leave me” She rambled kissing his lips again softly, her wet eyes as wide as saucers while looking up at him.

“We’re in this for life baby, me n’ you together forever, if you’ll have me. Josh told me this theory where Humans were originally created with four arms, four legs. And a head with two faces; fearing their power. Zeus split them into two separate parts condemning them to spend their lives In search of their other halves. Their soulmate. Y/n L/n I don’t think I need to look any further, because you are my soulmate, you’re right here. I found you”

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holylulusworld · 11 months

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Nrfth (1) - Dreams do come true

Summary: A dream shattered. A heart broken.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Actress!Reader

Characters: OC Tracey

Warnings: fangirling, nervous reader, language

A/N: This series is a “short” chapter story. It contains of a collection of drabbles.

>> Prologue

“You’ve got this babe. Go in there, show them what they are sign up for if they hire you, and blow their minds,” Tracey is as excited as you are. “I knew you are going to film movies with Chris Evans one day.”

“Trace, it’s only thanks to you and Noah. He’s…a genius. I looked like a movie star in his movie. I’ll be forever grateful for the chance I got because of you two.”

“Babe, invite me to one red-carpet event, call me your favorite bitch when they ask you who I am, and we are even,” she snickers.

“Fuck, I’m so nervous,” you chew on your lower lip. “What if I fuck this up? This could be the only chance to land a role in the Marvel universe. If I fail now, everyone will remember.”

“I’ll tell you this only once,” Tracy says. She cups your face and forces you to breathe with her. “You are beautiful, strong, talented, and the biggest bitch in the Marvel universe. You can kick ass.”

“I can’t kick ass during the casting,” you laugh at Tracey’s determined look. She believes in you like no one else. “But I’ll give my all to land the role. And, if I walk over the red carpet for the first time, you’ll be by my side.”

The door finally opens again. Another disappointed-looking girl steps outside, sighing deeply. She’s prettier than you, and you remember her face from a show you watched a few weeks ago. If she didn’t land the role. How shall you get it?

“Next,” the annoyed voice of the woman hosting the audition catches your attention. You tear your eyes away from the girl leaving without the role and focus on your chance.

“That’s me,” you confidentially say. This is it. Your chance to land a role.

If you do this right, you can film next to Chris Evans. Or at least be on the same set. Your agent said it’s possible that you never even meet Chris.

It doesn’t matter, though. Even if it’s a small role, you can say you made it. “Hi. I’m Y/N Y/L/N. You called my agent and—”

She raises her hand to stop you from talking too much. “Follow me. This way.”

She guides you toward a different room. You sigh. Maybe you don’t even get the chance to show them that you are a great actress.

“I-I thought you wanted me to come here.”

You follow her along the hallways, sighing as she won’t talk to you. “Go in there and read the lines we sent to your agent.” She finally says. The woman looks you up and down and gives you a half-smile. “Don’t freak out, okay? He’s only an actor.”

Holy fuck…no…really…holy fuck. Your breath hitches in your throat when you enter the room as Chris Evans stands there, holding the script in his hands.

“Ms. Y/L/N, welcome to the audition. You got the script we hope,” another woman asks.

“Yeah. Uh—thank you for giving me this chance. I got the script and practiced the lines,” you say.

Taking a deep breath, you open your bag to get the script out.

“Alright, can you read the first lines? Just to get into the scene?” the woman from earlier asks. She gives you a quick smile, knowing that you must be nervous around the star of the Marvel universe.

“Sure,” you hastily say. “I’ll enter the room, check the surroundings, and get my gun out,” you recite the entrance scene of your character. “Things get heated, I’m surrounded by Hydra agents, and then…a bullet hits me. The agents storm toward me right when…”

“I break through the wall,” Chris uses his captain voice. He strides towards you, looking you straight in the eyes. “Miss? Miss, are you alright?”

It’s Captain America looking at you, not the actor behind him.

“Captain America?” you fall into the roll. You pant and clutch your lower abdomen. “I got shot,” you fall to your knees, just like described in the script. “My partner…I need to find him, Captain.”

“You got hurt.”

“I can do this…” you whisper, faking losing consciousness. “Please, Captain. Don’t let them get him.”

That’s the end of the script for you. You want to end the scene and get back up. But Chris drops the script in his hands to pick up in bridal style.

It’s a struggle to not squeal, swoon, or drool when he carries you toward the couch in the room. He’s still in his role when he looks at you in his arms.

“I’ve got you,” he ends the scene with his line, and you are sure your heart stops beating for a moment when he leans closer to whisper. “I can do this all day…”

“HOLY FUCK BABE!” Tracey raises her glass at you. “You are going to be a famous movie star and bang Chris Evans.”

“Babe, I won’t bang anyone. And my role is still small. I don’t even know if my character will survive the first episode,” you try to make her see, this role can mean your breakthrough or just a few bucks on your bank account. “You know how it is. The sidekick always ends up dead…”

>> Part 2

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whiskeyncoke-redux · 2 years

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Big News

Chris Evans x Reader

Summary: The Reader has some news she wants to tell Chris but is waiting for the perfect time.

Warnings: Smut 18+ ONLY Minors DNI - Mentions of pregnancy

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You had big news, the biggest actually, but you had no idea how to bring it up to Chris. How do you tell someone something this big, this life changing? You had planned on telling him when he had gotten home, but things got so busy you never had the chance. And you wanted the perfect chance. The moment had to be right.

You figured today would be right. So far you had nothing planned, so you could get him alone and tell him your news. Right when you were rehearsing what to say he popped his head in your bedroom.

“Hey, Y/N?”

You stopped in mid-sentence, hoping that he didn’t hear you talking to yourself. “Yeah, babe, what’s up?”

“Scott’s just invited us to a party at his place.”

You groaned, there went your plans for the day; and you really didn’t want to go out. You hadn’t been feeling well lately.

“Oh, c’mon, you love Scott and Shana will be there too.”

“Yeah, I was just hoping we could stay in today. We haven’t had much time together lately.”

“I know, but it won’t be a big party. Just a few people. We won’t stay long, I promise.”

You sighed and looked down at your sweats and Chris’s old Patriots shirt you were wearing. “Okay, give me a minute to get ready.”

You’d just have to find another time.

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Well, he was right, it was a pretty laid back party. His brother had just invited some of his friends over and you all were just hanging out talking, drinking and eating. It was nice, but you couldn’t fully enjoy it because you really wanted to tell Chris your news. Plus you couldn’t really drink anything.

“Hey, Y/N.” You turned to see Shana standing there, holding one of Chris’s nieces in her arms. “Can you watch her for a sec? I gotta step out and make a call.”

“Yeah, sure.” You held out your arms and the little girl reached out for you eagerly.

You loved kids. Playing with them was so much fun and this little girl was one of the cutest you had seen. She smiled her gummy smile at you and you felt your heart melt. You honestly couldn’t wait to have one of your own.

As you walked around with her, bouncing her in your arms and talking to her, Chris watched you with his brother. He had a sort of wistful smile on his face.

Scott looked over at him. “Okay when are you two gonna start having a family of your own? You’ve been married, what, two years? Don’t you think it’s time?”

“You know I do. How long have I wanted kids? But I don’t wanna push Y/N into something she’s not ready for. Besides you know she’s focusing on her career now and I don’t want to interrupt that.”

They looked up at a high pitched squeal from their niece. You were making faces at her now and you both were laughing in delight.

“Looks like she’s ready to me.” Scott said simply.

Chris didn’t say anything, taking another sip of his beer and watching you across the room, still smiling.

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You were laughing at Chris as he stumbled through the door. He had had one too many beers and he was being silly. You had driven home and listened to him drunkenly babble on about something or other his friends had done at the party.

You were still trying to figure out how to tell him the news you had, when he said something that really caught your attention.

“Oh and you won’t believe what Scott said to me.” He slurred slightly. “We were watching you play with Lizzie and he asked when you and me were gonna have a kid.”

You laughed. “And what did you say?”

“I told him that I wanted a kid. You know I do. But I don’t wanna force you. I know it’s a big deal and everything.”

“True.” You agreed.

“But like, I really, really do want one, Y/N. Not that I’m pushing you or anything. But, you know, when are we gonna try? No rush. But you know…”

You had put a finger on his lips to quiet him. He was really babbling now.

“You know, how ‘bout we talk about this when you’re sober?”

“Yeah, yeah sure. I just want you to know that I want one but I’m not forcing you or anything.”

“I know, baby.” You laughed. “Let’s get some sleep, hm?”

“Okay… not pushing you or nothing.”

You pushed him into the bedroom, laughing at him still babbling about wanting a kid but not rushing you.

“We’ll talk in the morning, okay? Promise.” You crawled into bed next to him.

“M’kay. In the morning.”

Next thing you knew, he was snoring lightly.

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When you rolled over in the morning, you had made up your mind to just tell him. Any time would be the perfect time. Trying to make it special was just prolonging it. Chris was still sleeping, mouth slightly open. You chuckled to yourself.

You made to get out of the bed, when he woke up.

“Morning, sunshine.” You said to him. “How’d you sleep?”

“Good.” He mumbled.

“So what do you want for breakfast?” You asked, scooting over closer to him and laying your head on his chest.

“I want to talk about last night.” He said.

You looked up at him. He had a serious look on his face. “What about last night?”

“You said, we’d talk about kids in the morning, and it’s the morning.”

“Okay.” You settled back on the pillows. “Let’s talk.”

“Alright, umm.” He paused, turning over to look at you. “I don’t really know what else to say. I mean you know how I feel. You know that I want a family, but I know how important your career is. I don’t want you to feel like you have to stop just because I want a baby.”

You nodded.

“But it is a big deal to me. We’ve been married two years and I know we’ve talked about having a family.”

You nodded again. “We did.”

“So, I mean,” he rubbed the back of his neck. “What do we do?”

You were quiet for a minute. “Well, I think the answer to that question is simple. We have a baby.”

“Are… are you serious?” He began to get excited.

“Yeah. I am.”

“Wow, okay umm when? I mean we can get started working on that now if you want.” He said and reached for you, pulling you back to him.

You laughed and kissed him.

“Oh, okay so we’re starting now.” He said against your lips. He moved his hand down to your waist pulling up the old shirt you wore to bed.

You threw your leg over him and straddled his hips and looked down at him. “Well, we don’t have to start right now.”

He sighed, laying back on the pillows, his hands rubbing your thighs, a slightly disappointed look on his face.

“No?”

“Nah,” you said. “I think we should wait on this first one.”

He looked up at you in confusion.

“First one?”

“Yeah, I mean wouldn’t make sense to try for a baby when we already have one on the way. Seems a little excessive, don’t you think?”

You looked down at him, your head cocked to one side, waiting for the news to settle in his mind.

When he finally made sense of what you said, his whole face lit up. “We… we’re gonna have a baby? Like now? You’re pregnant?”

“Yes. And Yes!”

“I’m gonna be a dad?”

You started laughing at him. “Yes, baby, you’re gonna be a dad.”

He sat up so fast he almost toppled you over. You grabbed onto his shoulders to steady yourself.

“Oh my god.”

“I know right?” You smiled down at him. “So I guess we don’t have to try…”

“Well, no… but we can celebrate.” His hands playing with the hem of your shirt that was up over your hips.

“I like that idea.” You said as he lifted the shirt over your head leaving you in nothing at all.

He cocked an eyebrow at the fact that you had nothing on under your shirt. You giggled at the expression on his face and kissed him sliding your tongue past his lips to deepen the kiss.

As you kissed him he lay back to wiggle out of his sweats and boxers. You lifted your hips to give him room to move. Once his clothes were clear, he grabbed your hips and lowered you slowly onto his hardened dick. You were already so wet from the kiss. You moaned at the pleasurable feel of him inside of you, filling you up.

You began moving up and down on him slowly, enjoying in the feel of him moving in and out of you. You started moving faster, your hands on his chest for leverage, his hands gripping your hips to help you maintain your pace.

He sat up, and kissed you again, deeply. He slid his hands up from your waist to your back, pulling you a bit closer. You kept moving against him, feeling yourself coming closer to your climax. All the while Chris was whispering in your ear.

“Come on, Y/N, baby. Let go. I feel you. Cum for me baby.”

He sld one hand between your bodies to play with your clit. Since it was so sensitive from the friction of your bodies, his touch sent you over the edge and you came with a loud moan of his name.

He rolled your bodied over, so he was on top of you and began moving in and out of you faster. Still stimulated from your orgasm, every drag of his dick inside of you caused you to sigh in pleasure. He was close, you could tell. The thrusts of his hips were becoming erratic. With a groan he came and collapsed on top of you.

After a second he realized he might be crushing you and your unborn child and hastily rolled off of you with an apology. You chuckled and told him it was okay.

You both lay there the thought of the news you had told him still swirling around you. You were about to be parents and there was so much to do.

He rolled over on his side. “This is really happening huh?”

“Yeah it is,” you said smiling.

He scooted over to you and raising himself up on his elbow, looked down at you. “I can’t believe it.”

He placed his hand on your stomach.

“Dad. I’m going to be a dad.”

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jbreenr · 2 years

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𝕷𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙

Pairing: Chris Evans × Actress!Reader

Summary: You find out your crush actually likes you back in the best of ways.

Word count: 1.8k

Warning: Poorly written smut (+18 only, please), masturbation (m), slight panties kink (?), voyeurism, oral sex (m receiving), a bit of gagging, kinda face fucking, some dirty talk and hair pulling, mention of unprotected sex at the end (don't do that, kids. be responsible), this is a RPF fic so, don’t read if you’re not comfortable with it. And I think that's it.

A/N: So, it's Chris's birthday and I couldn't let this day pass by without writing some p0rn about him. I'm sorry it took me so long to post again. As always, lack of vocabulary and grammatical mistakes abound. *apologizes in español*. Lmk your guys' thoughts. I love that shit.

You were not supposed to be back in the hotel until later that night, but like many things in life, your plans changed so you decided to return to your room earlier and study your lines for tomorrow's call.

This situation could have been avoided if you stuck to the schedule of the day.

But in your defense, he wasn't supposed to be there either.

Not because it was early, not because you didn't plan on meeting that afternoon, but because it was your room, not his, the one he was in.

He wasn't supposed to be there at all.

The strange, muffled sounds caught your ear as soon as you approached the door, and having known him for a while now, you knew how his voice sounded even from afar, even if it sounded raspy as it did now. The thing you didn't know though, was the reason he snaked into your room when you were out.

As you closed the door behind you, the question was answered, stopping you in your tracks with the key still held between your fingers.

Chris's ragged groans filled the air, making it thicker; heavier; hotter.

You left your purse and key by the door, careful not to make a noise and took your shoes off.

A thin wall divided the bed and closet from the rest of the room, and the more you got closer to it, the louder Chris's sounds were.

And they were intoxicating.

It was no secret that you wanted him, flirting with him on set and during reunions. He never accepted any of your innuendos arguing that he was too old for you, but by the way he said that, you knew that he meant you were too young for him. Of course, that never stopped him from occasionally flirting back or complimenting you on your looks or acting skills.

But since it never went beyond that, you were rather surprised– no, amazed to see him naked, with his legs sprayed on your bed with a good amount of your underwear around him and his hand pumping his big, hard cock up and down with– with your favorite panties laced between his fingers.

“Fuck.” Chris moaned, the muscles of his arm shifting as he kept working, his head falling back in pleasure. “Yes, baby girl, choke on my cock.” He squeezed, and if it wasn't clear enough that he was thinking about you while jerking off, you felt your legs getting weak and your heart skipping a beat the second he said your name.

His muscular legs tensed and his hips jolted, an indicator that his release was close, and even though you wanted to see how he looked when he came, the idea of a closer view seemed better.

“Well, well. What do we have here?” The steadiness of your voice surprised you, but not as much as it surprised Chris as you walked out of your hiding position. Jumping from his spot, he reached for a pillow to cover his hard on, but to no use, there was no way on earth you'd ever forget what you saw.

“Y/N, what are you doing here?” Chris ran a hand through his hair, his breath was uneasy, and his body glowed with a thin layer of sweat.

“I could ask you the same thing.” Tilting your head, you drank in the sight before you; broad shoulders, bare abdomen, the hand over the pillow still gripping on the teal cloth… “But it's pretty clear.” A devilish smile appeared on your lips, your ego all over the roof since you confirmed he wanted you just as bad as you wanted him, even if he denied it in the past.

“I can explain.” He moved back, almost hitting the headboard as you made your way to the edge of the bed, blocking completely his discarded clothes from his reach.

But as much as you'd like to amuse yourself hearing some poor excuse that you wouldn't believe, you simply reached for the pillow and yanked it away from Chris, taking advantage of his still fresh shock, exposing him in all his splendor.

“What about you show me instead?” Kneeling in front him and never breaking eye contact, your hand searched his shaft and resumed the task he left unfinished. “How would you make me choke on your cock?” You kissed his red tip and he swore, his cock twitching in your palm.

“We shouldn't…”

Your fingers ran along his shaft delicately, your thump smearing the precum leaking. “Why not? It can be stimulating.” Your other hand roamed around his thigh, your lips leaving feather-like kisses on his abdomen.

Chris didn't dare to move. He couldn't. Not with you, looking at him through your lashes and so close to his cock.

“Cause you need to find a guy your age.” He barely whispered. “Live these kinda things with him.”

“They don't know how to treat me.” A teasing touch of your lips to his tip had him hissing. “Plus, I like 'em a bit older.”

“But–” His complaint got caught on his throat as you enveloped as much of him as you could in your mouth and hollowed your cheeks. “Holly shit. Just like that.” He said when your tongue drew a line in one of the veins of his length. Your panties, forgotten somewhere in the bed.

“Mhmm?” Like that? was the real question, the vibrations of your throat had Chris gripping in the bed sheets with force. You licked again.

“Yes, love, suck it whole.” Even if Chris wanted to throw back his head, he didn't. He wanted to see how pretty you looked, giving him the blow job of his life.

Did he like you? Of course he did. That was the reason you found him in that embarrassing situation in the first place.

Ever since the first time he saw you the only thing he wanted to do was bury himself in your sweet pussy and never leave, have you trembling and begging him to cum, but he knew better, knew that could never happen. Not with the age difference, not with the public eye watching your every move. He couldn't do that to you.

He tried to keep his distance, downplaying your flirty comments and taking dozens of cold showers only to stop fantasizing about you.

Chris also knew that you would be out that day, knew all he had to do was tell the lady in the hallway that he left his key inside and she'll be nice enough to let him in. He couldn't contain any more after seeing you the night before in your hot pink bikini during the improvised party the cast held by the pool of the hotel.

So he got in your room. And truth to be told, it wasn't his fault that you left your underwear drawer open, it also wasn't his fault that he imagined you modeling all that lace and silk only to him, and it certainly wasn't his fault that you looked even better with your mouth full of his cock than he imagined.

You bobbed your head up and down, moaning every time his tip hit the back of your throat, your hand stroking the rest or him you couldn't fit.

When your fingers brushed his balls, Chris lost it.

The hand that had been gripping the sheets was now in the back of your head, fingertips digging in your skull and forcing your head down his cock. You gagged, the unexpected action, not giving you time to even adjust to the change of rhythm.

“Fucking hell.” Chris took a handful of your hair in a makeshift ponytail and started directing your pace, both the pulling in your roots and the burning feeling of him so down your throat had your eyes watering, but you didn't care. Not when he looked so high on ecstasy and all because of you. “You're a dream come true”

He wasn't expecting a response, not a verbal one at least, so you ran your tongue over his hardness again, and again with every push of his hand.

Tears adorned your flushed cheeks, saliva gathered in the corners of your mouth and you did your best to breath through your nose as Chris stilled your head and moved his hips forward, starting fucking your face.

You shut your eyes closed, concentrating on relaxing your throat and ignoring the slight sting on the back of your head.

He stopped.

“No, baby. Eyes on me.” Chris yanked your hair, making you lock gazes with him again. “You wanted me to show you? This is how I make you choke on my cock.” He brought you down again, your nose brushing his skin with each thrust, your clit throbbing with every groan he let out. “You look so damn good like this.” Your lust and desire must have been written all over your face by the time he said, “Bet you're so fucking wet you're drenching those little panties of yours.” And you knew he was right. “Can't wait to fuck your pretty cunt and cum so deep inside you, you're gonna feel me for days.”

You clenched around nothing, the idea of Chris railing you senseless had you moaning again, desperation for making that scenario a reality glowing in your pupils.

“Oh, I will.” He confirmed, breathing hard as you placed your hands on his thighs for support. “But first, you're gonna be a good girl and take everything I give. Think you can do that for me?” His movements were slow, no doubt to have the most part of your attention in his words.

A tap on his thigh was enough confirmation for Chris to resume his thrusting, your heart hammering against your chest with the intensity of his movements.

You felt him twitch at least, his assault faltering and his grip on your hair tightening. He was close again, and you'd help him reach his release this time.

So you sucked harder, trying to milk the life out of him while your palms massaged his thighs.

Chris cursed, head thrown back, hips going still, and his whole body tensing up as you felt ropes of his hot spent painting the inside of your throat and the weight of his softening cock on your tongue.

Obeying, you swallowed every drop, freed him with a soft pop and licked your lips in the most sensual way Chris had ever seen.

When Chris came down from his high, he took notice of your state; hair tangled, glassy eyes, swollen lips, chest heaving. He felt himself getting hard again.

“Am I still too young for you?” Your voice was hoarse, no doubt due to the recent activities.

“I don't know.” He said, helping you on your feet and out of your sundress. “We can keep figuring it out.” He smirked, lowering your ruined underwear until it pooled at your feet.

You straddled him, ready to take on the promise he made minutes ago. “I'm in no rush.”

And he kissed you fervently before dragging you down on him, stretching your thigh walls so deliciously that you thanked whoever above for changing your afternoon plans in the first place.

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buckybarnesandmarvel · 1 year

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𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞

pairings: chris evans x reader

warnings: fluff!!! making out but that’s about it :)

summary: you tease congratulate chris

a/n: i love love love this! please do like or reblog. there’s not been much interaction lately. i would love to know what you’re all thinking <3

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Chris walked in and plopped down on the couch. Dodger came running and placed himself on Chris’ chest, the man in question sighing contently as his hand went to Dodger’s fur for comfort. The whole day was entertaining and fun, but tiring. All he wanted to do now was cuddle with his girlfriend, and maybe sleep.

At that moment, you came through the door, a bag full of snacks in you hand. Dodger came running to greet you and you pet him with one hand as you placed your keys and groceries on the counter, before making your way towards the sofa where Chris was lying.

Dodger settled himself in his dog bed, his toy in his paws as you settled yourself on Chris. You lay down on top of him, your cheek pressed against his chest, your right hand fell to the side, intertwining fingers with Chris as the other went up to his his hair. You loved it like this, fluffy, with the little long bit at the back. You liked saying it was his baby mullet.

"Hey, baby..."

Chris hummed in acknowledgement, his chest calming you with its vibrations while he was absentmindedly rubbing circles on your hand.

"... Or should I say sexiest man alive?" You smiled, teasingly.

"Really, honey?" Chris gave you an amused yet exasperated look.

"Oh, c'mon, even you've got to admit, it's a bit funny."

You got up and rearranged yourself so you were straddling Chris' waist, your hands on his chest.

"How?"

You shrugged and leaned to kiss him, a smile evident on your lips.

The kiss turned passionate and Chris weaved his fingers through your hair, bringing you impossibly closer to him. You parted slightly, coming up for air, though you were close enough to brush his lips when you spoke.

"Okay, but, one thing I don't get is, how is that new information? I mean, anyone would be blind if they couldn't see that you are clearly the sexiest man alive!"

You straightened up, though still on top of Chris as he laughed, bringing his hand to his chest.

"Really, Y/N?!"

"What?! Oh, come on! I'm just telling it how it is!" you spluttered.

"God, I love you." He laughed.

You simply replied, " I know." before leaning down and capturing his lips with your once again.

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Just letting you guys know, snow on the beach is gonna have the same (ish) ending :)

@pbnjparker @wndawtch @chrisevansdaughter @smoothdogsgirl

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ramp-it-up · 2 years

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Customer Service

Paring: Chris Evans x Interior Designer Reader

Word count: around 3K

Summary: Chris needs you to complete what is missing in his bedroom decor.

Warnings: 18+ Absolutely MINORS DNI. RPF, SMUTTY SMUT, ANGST. Not Beta’d. Pining, employer/employee relationship, up skirting (w/consent?), white panty kink, fingering, oral sex (f receiving) squirting, graphic mirror sex, p in v, sex standing up, creampie, good girl kink, Dom Chris if you squint, implied blow job. Unprotected sex. (Wrap if you tap).

Author’s note: I guess maybe I’m back? Idk. It’s been a while. Let me know what you think.

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“Did you just ask me if I… Wanna do you in your bedroom?”

Your eyes were wide and you’d nearly choked on your drink, not believing what he’d just asked you.

Chris guffawed loudly, causing everyone to either look over or shake their heads, used to his expressions of mirth.

“Wow. Freudian slip much?”

“Fuck you, Chris.”

You rolled your eyes as you took another gulp, a little bit mortified.

“Hmmmm. There it goes again.”

He grabbed your hand as you walked away, pulling you back to where you were. You were heated and Chris seemed to be enjoying it. He always teased you every time you were around.

“Calm down, Gorgeous, I’m just messing with you. What I meant was, do you want to redecorate my bedroom? You did a great job in here.”

He indicated your mutual friend's basement, which you’d redesigned the past summer into a game/media/entertaining space. You looked around slowly, taking in every detail to which you’d paid close attention.

Chris always found a reason to talk to you at your friend’s get togethers, eternally flirty, but you did not take it seriously. Although you were attracted to him, it was never the right time. Either you were taken, or the rumors were that he was. And anyway, it was just harmless fun. No way he’d be interested in you.

“Gorgeous.”

As your eyes came back to Chris, he was looking at you, and not the decor. He cleared his throat and took another drink, eyes still on you.

“When I look around my bedroom, there just seems to be something missing. And so that leads me to you.”

You just stared at him, not wanting to respond this time. Chris took it as reticence.

“Come on. As a favor to me? Pwease?”

Chris pouted and poked out his ruby red bottom lip. You laughed at him.

“You’re just a great big brat, aren’t you?”

You sighed as he grinned knowingly.

”Ok. But it’s not a favor. It’s business. And I’m not cheap.”

Chris raised his eyebrow at you.

“Nothing that is worth having ever is.”

—-

Taking this gig seriously tested your willpower. During the frequent meetings in his bedroom, you’d had to hold yourself back from tackling him onto the huge bed and fucking his brains out.

But that wasn’t professional.

So you’d remained strong and took in the details of this room, which only had a huge bed and stark white decor. He was right. It needed some color.

You and he began the hunt all over New England for the perfect pieces to complete the look of his most intimate space, Chris wanting to use the new 4x4 pickup truck he’d bought soon after you were hired. Since he was between projects, you two spent a lot of time together, discussing design, among other things. He was a very involved client.

And a perfect gentleman.

Until one crisp fall weekend, when everything changed.

Early that morning, Chris pulled up to your house to pick you up, not opening the door for you as he usually did when you climbed up into the truck.

“‘Lo. Gorgeous. You good?”

Chris drawling his nickname for you in that Boston accent behind the wheel of a pickup truck was the subject of many of your fantasies. But you couldn’t let him catch you slipping.

His eyes skimmed up and down your body as you smoothed your dress down and settled in to put on your seatbelt. You looked at him as he stared at you.

“Good morning, Chris. I am. Are you?”

You crossed your legs, showcasing your legs and cowboy boots under your short corduroy dress. Chris’ eyes darkened and his jaw clenched and he moved toward you, then seemed to think better of it as he settled back into his seat.

“Just peachy.”

You wondered what his deal was, but you pushed down your feelings and got out your phone, checking your list of antique shops. After all, this was business. You could feel his eyes on you as he pulled out of your driveway and got on the road.

It was a beautiful drive, but there was a new, more dangerous tension between you as the morning progressed. and you felt that something was going to snap any minute. Chris was a man of few words today, responding to you with grunts and nods. There was something going on that you couldn’t name. It put you on edge.

The morning was tense, and as you entered the fourth shop before you circled back for lunch, Chris hung back, looking for a brass fireplace tool set as you searched for a wardrobe. You didn’t know it, but he was also checking for you as his eyes followed you throughout the store.

You almost stumbled over the cause of your undoing. Chris was pure sex on legs in jeans and a flannel shirt, signature baseball cap on over his hair which was newly buzzed and a scruff of a beard growing back in. You were too distracted by thoughts of him to notice his reaction to you as you walked through the old shop, which was filled to the brim with treasures.

Chris was watching your legs in the cowboy boots when you backed up to the object in question as you sized up a large piece of furniture.

“Ay, yo!”

You and the woman with gray in her hair looked up to see Chris give you a nod, full of arrogance and ownership. You were taken aback from across the shop as the owner smirked and looked back down to her ledger as Chris strode over to you, in full frat boy mode. His broad shoulders, slim hips and long legs made you feel some kind of way and you backed up further as he approached.

Chris took in your wide eyes and moved you with just his proximity, hands in his pockets as he looked down at you like some asshole at a college party. God, you hated how your body responded to him. But the way he made you feel was like nothing else in the world. Maybe you would say something when the job was done.

Maybe not.

Chris reached out to touch your arm and you stopped retreating, staring up into those clear blues shaded by the bill of his baseball cap as he smirked down at you. He looked into your eyes for a few seconds, and then down to your side and back up at you, eyes shining.

Curious, you looked down and saw a small oval shaped end table, it’s top a mirror. It came up to your mid thigh and gave Chris a perfect view up your dress.

You shook your head at him, heart beating a mile a minute, but you didn’t move. Chris stared you down and spoke in a low tone which only you two could hear.

“I have to have that.”

He nodded down to the table, which reflected your ass back up to you both as you gazed down on it.

“You want it in your bedroom?”

Your voice was deep with desire as you asked the question. You were so close now, and looking up at him and his lips. You wondered how they would feel on your body.

“Want it. Need it. Bad.”

The way his voice broke a little bit was everything. There was no mistaking this conversation. You moaned a little yourself and cleared your throat.

“What are you going to do with it?”

The sexual tension was so high, you needed to climb over it and just do it.

Chris’s long lashes fanned his cheek as he looked down again and back up into your eyes.

“I’ll need to show you. In my bedroom. I imagine it will look good. Really good.”

Your breath hitched at the possibilities. You weren’t misreading any meaning this time.

“Oh?”

“Yes. Can you see the possibilities? Judging from what I see, I think you’re right there with me.”

You looked down to see that the vision of your soaked panties was plainly visible in the mirrored table top. There was no denying it. And you didn’t want to any more.

“You should get it.”

Chris gave a sexy side smile at your hoarse whisper.

“Oh. I intend to.”

Chris leaned down, his hand faintly brushing your thigh when he reached for the table. He smirked as he turned and headed toward the register.

You were too flustered to be able to breathe in the old store, so you walked out into the crisp fall air to catch your breath. You did not believe this was happening, and had almost convinced yourself that it hadn’t by the time Chris stalked out of the store, the table in hand. You climbed back into the truck as he put it in the back with the rest of the morning’s purchases. You tried in vain to stop thinking throughout the 20 minute drive.

When you arrived at his home, you jumped out of the truck, ready to call an Uber to take you home as he called to you from his door.

“Y/N.”

He nodded his head at you and you obeyed, following him into the house. You stopped in the living room, but was propelled forward as he jerked his head into his bedroom. You slowly moved forward, walking toward him and the table which he had put down near him in front of the bed.

“L-l-looks good.”

You were shook. You didn’t think you’d escape his bedroom untouched this time. And you didn’t think you wanted to.

“C’mere.”

Chris reached for your hand and you moved to give it to him. You two stared each other down, and then started to speak. At the same time.

“Chris,--”

“Y/N, am I–”

You both stopped and chuckled.

“You’re right–”

“Cause I gotta tell ya-”

You stopped again, and Chris took off his hat, running his fingers through his hair. You just had to feel it between your fingers, and as you moved, he reached for you too, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you to him. You came together like a pair of magnets, unable to resist each other any longer.

Your first kiss was heady, teeth and tongue and lips acting out stored-up need. He kissed you until you couldn’t breathe. Then, he leaned his forehead against yours.

“I’ve wanted to do that for so long.”

“Same. But I wasn’t sure you liked me like that.”

Chris shook his head and chuckled.

“For a smart woman, you can be pretty clueless sometimes. Everyone knows how I feel about you.”

You shrugged your shoulders.

“No one told me.”

Chris was looking at your lips.

“You’re right. I should have. Y/N, L/N. I like you. I like you a lot.”

He kissed you again and pulled back.

“And like I said. I want you. I’ve been wondering what was under that dress all day, hoping it was nothing.”

“Oh really?”

Chris pulled you flush against him, and turned you around. You could feel the steel rod in his pants, and see him looking down. The table was right behind you.

“Yes. But what I saw in this table was so much better.”

Chris looked down again.

“White cotton panties. Do you know what that does to me?”

“No.” You smiled innocently. “What?”

You were enjoying the knowledge that you affected him.

“I had a dream about you this morning. White cotton panties against your beautiful skin. Almost busted a nut in my sleep like a fucking teenager.”

Chris was kissing your neck now, and your hands rubbed the erection inside his jeans.

“Woke up with the biggest hard on.”

You moaned.

“For me?”

“Yeah. for you. Do you want it?”

Chris pressed his crotch into your palm. You tried to grasp it in vain over his clothes. Then you reached for his button.

“Fuck yeah.”

You got his pants open and were able to feel the fullness of his member through his underwear. You licked your lips not wanting to split your lip on him, but wanting to try. He was looking down again.

“I know you’re wet, Gorgeous. Did I do that?”

Chris edged away from you and unbuttoned his flannel, threw it on the floor and then took off his t-shirt. How dare he ask that as he stood shirtless in front of you.

“You make me wet whenever you’re around, especially in this room.”

He moved toward you again, nodding.

“I get it. Usually I stroke one out before we meet. To keep my hands off you.”

You clenched as he pulled up your dress and pulled your panties tight between your folds. The friction was good, but somehow not enough. You wanted more.

“But this morning, I just let it ride. ‘S why I’m so wild right now. Tired of holding back..”

“Oh Chris…”

“Tell me no right now. And I will be able to stop. If not….”

He literally growled into your ear. His hands were at your hips now and going north, moving your dress up your body. You arched into him.

“Don’t stop Chris.”

His face changed and his hands stripped your clothes off.

You were wearing a white lace camisole, and your nipples were clearly hard beneath it.

“So fucking gorgeous,” he said, as he pulled it up over your head.

He grabbed you and his mouth descended down your body, stopping to worship and torture your nipples. One hand slipped inside your panties and he teased your slit, rubbing your wetness around them. You tried not to press your against his hand, but you were too wanton.

“I want to suck your dick, Chris.”

He moaned as you stroked his cock, running your thumb across his sticky wet tip. He shuddered.

“God I want that too, Gorgeous. Wanna see you try to take it all.”

His free fingers brushed your lips as his other hand teased inside your sopping hole.

“But first I’m going to taste you. Then I’m going to fuck you. And you will watch me do it.”

Before you knew it, your back was on the bed and Chris was on his knees in front of you, holding your legs open and staring at your pussy. Those eyes. Those lashes. Those lips as he licked them.

“Gorgeous.” He looked up at you. “Can I?”

You leaned up on your elbows, needing to see this.

“Please,” you begged, the anticipation getting to be too much.

Chris pushed your thighs wider to accommodate his shoulders and leaned in, hot breath fanning your lower lips as his mouth got near. He moved his hands close and pulled your pussy lips apart, the sound of your slick releasing as he separated you deliciously pornographic. He licked up and down your slit, and leaned back, huffing with indignation.

“Shit this is delicious.”

He tasted you again.

“You can’t be this perfect.”

And again.

“Holy shit.”

And then he immersed his face fully into your cunt, lickiing, swiping, sucking with his lips and tongue. You grabbed his hair and tugged, causing him to moan into your already-wrecked hole.

“Oh god, Chris….”

He pulled back, smacking his lips.

“That’s right. Give it to me.”

He lifted his hand, rotating his palm up, and slid his middle finger into you.

“So fucking tight. This is just one finger. Gotta loosen up, Gorgeous. Eyes on me.”

He winked and started to eat you out again, locking eyes with you. His tongue went to town, flicking your sensitive nub.

“Pinch those nipples for me, Gorgeous. Hard. Like a good girl.”

He spoke into your cunt and he looked down to watch you clench desperately around his digit. That’s when he slipped another in and started finger fucking you. Grinning, he leaned down again and took your clit between his teeth as he watched your fingers pinch and pull your breasts.

“Goo gul.” Good girl.

He spoke through your pussy, the vibrations of his voice coursing through you and causing the tight coil in your belly to snap and sending your release gushing into his face. He gladly took everything you gave him, lapping you up and groaning in gratitude. When your pulses slowed, he stood up and wiped his face with his t-shirt.

You stared at the ceiling, embarrassed that you came that hard, and all over him. Your cheeks were warm and you wouldn’t look his way.

“Hey.”

Chris was grabbing your hand. And bringing you upright, tilting your head up for a kiss. His eyes were full of admiration.

“I think I’m addicted to that shit. We’re going to have to do that again.”

He smiled down at you, and you smiled back as he walked you backwards to the table.

“But first, I gotta see this.”

Chris gently kicked your legs apart and positioned the table between them.

“Wanna see myself balls deep in your pretty little pussy from this angle, Gorgeous.”

He walked behind you, trailing his hand on your torso as he nestled himself against your back.

“Now watch closely.”

You looked down and gasped. It was so graphic, and so fucking sexy. Chris was pumping his cock and swiping it between your wet folds, causing sparks of sensation to radiate through your body. Looking at it from this perspective was a unique experience.

“So fucking hot.”

Chris’s deep voice in your ear and the drops of your arousal on the mirror caused you to try and chase his cock for relief, but he just held your hip fast with his hand to keep you still.

“Keep being my good girl, Gorgeous. Be patient.”

After listening to you keen in his ear as he leaned down to kiss your shoulder, he couldn’t hold back any longer.

You moaned as you watched his huge cock breach your tiny hole from below. Your pussy started squeezing round him as he slowly stuffed himself inside you. Chris’s hands were on your hips holding you down from take off as he thrust his pelvis. You groaned and threw your head back against his shoulder, not able to bear the image.

“Watch.”

Chris’s tone was laced with a little bit of danger. You clenched and he moaned, then smirked at your tell. He doubled down on the dom.

“Keep those fucking eyes open.”

You looked down and it took your breath away. You had the perfect view of Chris’s cock sleeking in and out of your cunt, balls tight against his unit.

“Now circle that clit. Lemme see that pretty little manicure help make you… “

You’d obeyed Chris immediately, and the vision of your chocolate manicured fingers parting your lips and rotating around your clit as his cock invading your tight channel was extremely erotic.

Chris looked down and saw his cock destroying you. He felt you beginning to spasm around him. He heard your sopping wet cunt and your sexy moans. He couldn’t take it.

“Shit that looks so, feels so, sounds so fucking good…”

“Oohhh!”

You were near the edge. He sucked a hickey onto your neck as he lifted you off the ground with his thrusts. He hooked your leg over his elbow to help gain deeper access.

“Holy shit, taking me so fucking well. Gorgeous, look at it.”

“I can’t Chris, I… shit, holyyyyy, I’m gonna cum again. All over you, shittttt.”

Chris moved you slightly away from the mirror, but did not stop fucking you. He husked into your ear.

“Give it to me. Give it all to me and I’ll give it all to you. Gonna stuff this little pussy so full of my cum…”

“Ahhhh ahhh ah ahhhh!”

You came, body shuddering as Chris pounded into you. You felt the warm spurt of his cum hit your walls and you released as promised.

You opened your eyes and you were on the floor, curled up in Chris’s arms as he sat on the rug at the foot of his bed. His hand was stroking your spine and you felt safe and warm. But anxious. You looked up at him.

“Oh my god. I can’t believe we did that.”

Chris kissed your nose.

“I can. Been dreaming of it for a long time. A couple of years. Since we first met.”

You were flabbergasted.

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“It never seemed to be the right time. But we’re here now.”

You smiled wide.

“Yeah. And I’m glad.”

Chris gave you a tender kiss and held you tighter. Then he got up and lifted you with him.

“Time to shower and finish this bedroom.”

You tried to pull him toward the bathroom. But he didn’t budge.

“Or you can give me that blowjob you promised.”

You looked down to see Chris at half staff already.

“We’ve got time. Bedroom seems complete now anyway.”

That lopsided smile did something to your heart. You sank down on your knees.

“The customer is always right.”

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toastedkiwi · 2 years

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Everybody’s Favorite Roommates

Summary: fan interactions/witnessing the chaos.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Roommate!Reader

The roommates we never knew we needed have finally been seen outside of that very first zoom interview on Kelly Clarkson’s Show and those lovable Instagram Lives. With a collection of stories that our fans have sent in, we bring you the chaos that is Y/n Y/l/n and Chris Evans.

@/bitchesbewildin not gonna lie but Chris Evans and Y/n Y/l/n came into the Target I work at. They were in line at my register. Lizzo was playing on the speakers while they were waiting and Y/n said to Chris, “ooo, your baby mama is playing.” Chris turned to her and said, “I don’t hear you singing.” Her eyes got comically wide and she couldn’t even look at him. I don’t know if she’s pregnant but OMG!

@/anon1 my great grandma’s apartment was next to Y/n Y/l/n’s. My great grandma goes over and they’ll have tea and snacks together. Y/n will play classical music on her piano for her to hear once again. She even played all of Swan Lake. My great grandmother was a former ballerina so it meant a lot to her. Y/n even payed for the whole funeral and attended but she sat in the back and stayed in the shadows.

@/thisismyclarinetbitch ever since Juilliard opened back up, Y/n Y/l/n is roaming the halls with sheet music in hand. I have caught her on FaceTime with Chris Jamal Evans.

@/nobodylovesme y/n paid two thousand dollars to each one of us (some lowerclassmen at Juilliard) just to play Gary’s Song with her to send to her “roommate”. All she said was that she misses him.

@/idontgetpaidforthis it was Valentine’s Day. Chris Evans strolled into the flower shop I work at and he had this pissed off look on his face. Short story is that Y/n Y/l/n out did him for the holiday and the cats they have ate the flowers he got her.

@/whatsmyname my husband and I went to one of the Juilliard concerts to see my sister. We were seated next to Chris Evans who was by himself in whole ass tuxedo. He had a bouquet of flowers ready. His eyes lit up the second she got on the stage. She sang a few words before going “oh wait, I’m not here for that!” Everyone laughed and she played her piano piece which was just so beautiful and drastically different from her usual pop music. And no, we sadly didn’t see Chris give her the flowers.

@/anon2 I was lucky enough to be serving Y/n Y/l/n and Chris Evans. They were dressed up to the nines. He held her hand. He pulled out her chair— he was a complete gentleman to her. They both were so sweet to each other and to me! They were just so polite and actually conversed with me and asked me about myself. I got a huge tip when they finished up. And yes, I did see them kiss each other on the lips so I’m pretty sure they’re dating.

@/noahsbackpain I worked on the set of a recent music video that she did with Miley Cyrus. I overheard them talking about her “roommate” situation. The way Y/n talks about Chris is 🥺🥺. I’m so jealous.

@/dogslovemeeee3 I witnessed, at a dog beach, Chris take off his jacket and put it on Y/n because she said she was cold.

@/sebooway I was on the subway and across from me was Y/n Y/l/n and Chris Evans. They shared earbuds-like they had wires. I overheard them call each other “gramps” and “granny”. At one point they had given their seats to two elderly women and Chris was hanging onto one of the bars and Y/n hung onto his bicep.

@/anon3 y/n visited Chris on the set of ghosted recently. I got to watch her run up to Chris. He had to drop the coffee in his hand to catch her like Terry did with Jake on Brooklyn 99. I want that in my life.

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cevansbaby-dove · 20 days

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One more to love 🥰

Pairing: Chris and Ellie.

Warnings: sick Ellie. But this will be fluffy

Shout out to @angelbabyyy99 for requesting this!

I haven't felt good for weeks, headaches and now I rush into the bathroom to throw up my stomach contents. I place my hand on head. I don't feel sick...oh God.

I throw up once more and Chris's soft foot steps walk behind me. "I'm sorry babe I didn't mean to wake you" he kneels by me rubbing my back. "What's up baby? are you not feeling good?"

i sit on the ground. "Looks like it...but why? Chris I felt fine weeks ago why would I feel like this now?"

"I don't know why not head to the doctor today?" He rubs my arm as I lightly nod. "Sure" he helps me up and we walk back to the bed and Chris has he sit on it and he says. "Okay what did you want to wear today?"

I look up at him. 'baby i'm not dying just a bit sick" he smiles. "I know that Ellie I just want to help you out' he looks through my outfits and says pulling out a shirt and jeans. "this work?" I nod. 'Sure'

i get dressed and Ivy knocks on our door. "Mom dad i'm heading out for school"

Chris open the door. 'Ok mom and I are heading to the doctor, can you watch Matty and Ava?" She nods. "but they are old enough to keep an eye on themselves"

"ivy don't talk back to me or you can stay home" She scoffs. 'Fine" She walks away and I fix my hair and walk out. This is what Chris picked out for me.

I Sling my pure over my shoulder. "teens" Chris and I walk out and I smell coffee from chris's cup and I place my hand on my stomach and Chris says. "Ok ok now i'm worried!" We get to his car and he opens the door for me and I get in and he drives off to the hospital.

We walk in and talk to someone at the front desk and we wait a few minutes and then we walk into the doctor's office and I look at Chris. "What's if something wrong?"

Chris looks at me placing his hand on my knee. "I'm right here baby" I frown and nod.

The doctor walks in. 'Hello Ellie I hear you have been feeling sick for a about two weeks" I nod looking at her. "I don't know why it came on suddenly. I felt good for weeks before" Chris says. "She's worried"

The doctor looks at her laptop. "When was the last time you had your period?"

I think. 'I think about two months ago but I have had a lot going on so I thought it was from stress ya know I have two teens and a preteen" I laugh. She nods. "I see...have you and Chris been intimate around then?"

I look at him then at her. "About eleven days ago we were...what are you thinking?" Chris holds my hand and our doctor smiles. "I think I need to get you a pregnancy test we have in back let me go get it'

i feel my heart race. Four kids!? Oh God. I look at Chris and he is smiling. "Are you sure we really want another one?" Chris smiles. "Hey Ellie we'll take the test if it's not positive then that's ok..."

"But..I mean we talked about it but...Chris i'm not young" He laughs softly. "Neither am I" The doctor walks back in and says handing me the test. "here you go the bathroom is on the left down the hall"

I look at Chris and he says. "you want to take the test at home?"

"I was thinking it would be good" He nods taking my hand in his. "Sure dove"

We leave the office and head back home the whole way home my mind is racing.

4 kids? did I agree to this? I mean Chris does want a big family but...still..I look out the window of Chris's car and sigh.

We get home and Ava walks out of her room. "Hey mom, dad what's going on?" I look at Chris. "Um.." He smiles. "We'll tell you when we know for sure darling"

She nods. "okay well I have a math test I need to take so can it wait until after it?" I laugh lightly. "yes honey" Ivy walks into the living room. "So what's going?"

"We don't know yet Princess" I say in chris's ear. "We might" He smirks looking at me and I say. "i'll be right back"

I walk upstairs and into the bathroom and look at the test in my hands. Ellie...just take it, it won't hurt you to know for sure.

I look at myself in the mirror and start crying and I don't feel sad. Chris knocks on the door and opens it and rushes to me wrapping his arms around me. "hey shh" He rubs my back

I say through hiccups. "I...don't know...why i'm...cry...crying" Chris rubs my back. "it's alright" I look at him. "God i'm a mess"

Chris laughs lightly kissing my head. "but your still beautiful" I smile and we look at the test and Chris says. "Did you take it?" I shake my head. "I'm not ready to know what if I lose the baby? what if something happens and something goes wrong with me?"

Chris pulls me back into his arms. "Shh...don't have a anxiety attack on me babe" I feel safe with chris's arms around me so I close my eyes and he says. "take the test when you want too"

I suddenly feel sick again this time it's from his cologne, I push away from him and throw up into the toilet and Chris grabs a rag and wets it and then says kneeling by me. 'Here' I take it and dab my mouth. "Give me that test"

Chris takes the test out of the box and hands the stick to me and reads the paper.

"I know how to take it babe" I said smiling. Chris nods. "okay I can-"

"Hey dad grandma is here" Matty say through the door. Chris says. "Be right there" He looks at me and I smile. "I'll be fine" he kisses me and says. "be right back" I smile more and he leaves me to take the test.

After I take it I am pacing around and I rub my arms trying to stay calm. "Ellie if you are having another one we'll be ok...we can do this" I take a deep breath then flip it over my jaw drops.

"Wait Wait!" I say holding it closer to my eyes. I blink, it's a faint line....but it's there. I cover my mouth and hold tears back. Oh God.

I walk out of the bathroom and Chris is talking to his mother and she looks at me. "Hello Ellie Chris tells me your not feeling good is there anything you need?" I glance at Chris and say. "A bigger house?" Chris's jaw drops. "You took it?"

I nod. "it's faint but it's there" Chris scoops me up and kisses me and then says. "Your not joking with me?" I laugh and smile. "No i'm not"

Lisa says. "What's going on?" Chris says. "Where are the kids?" Ivy says. "what's going on?" Matty and Ava are in the kitchen studying. Chris smiles. "your going to have a baby sister or brother"

Lisa stands up and hugs me. "Congrats dear I am so happy for you" I hug her back and Ava says. "About time I am not the baby of the family!" Chris laughs and ivy says. "yes we didn't want you to be the youngest anyway"

I giggle with my arm around chris's waist. he kisses my head saying. "I love you so fucking much Misses Evans" I smile and say. "I love you too"

for six weeks I dealt with morning sickness and Chris has been there each and every time and I couldn't ask for anyone better to be there for me.

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Baby Name List

pairing: Cowboy!Chris x Girlfriend!Reader

summary: Chris finds out about Y/n’s baby name list, and wants to put some of them to good use ASAP (girlboss!reader) (emotional Chris)

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“Don’t you jus’ look fuckin’ adorable pumpkin” Chris swooned bringing his two hands to his mouth and letting out a loud whistle, tossing his hard hat, with it skilfully landing on its holder. His hands came to settle on his belt buckle, his boots clanking against the wooden floor as he approached his girlfriend, who was in nothing but one of his red plaid shirts. “Well aren’t you home early honey” She smirked, her lips red with her usual lipstick.

“Cant stay away from my sweet pie from too long, ya know me” He chuckled settling onto the leather couch beside her, his arm settling around her shoulder and landing right atop her breast, with it barely covered by the clean fabric. “How was the ranch today bubby, wasn’t too hard on ya was it?” She giggled looking up at him, kissing up his neck as she felt his hand bounce her tit in his hand and squeezing it lightly.

Chris just shook his head, nuzzling his nose against her cheek, his overgrown beard just rubbing against her skin roughly just how she liked it. “Jus got a new shipment in from North Dakota-“

“DAKOTA- right hold on big man, gotta put that name on the list” She squealed wiggling in her seat, tucking herself closer into her man’s chest, “What list baby? a vacation list? Cause let me tell you what’s in North Dakota-“

“Not a vacation list bubby, look, it’s a baby name list” She smiled clearly proud of herself, tilting the screen to show him the array of names listed on her phone, each section divided into each gender and what ones were her top 10. To her this was normal behaviour, she always wanted to be a mother and she knew damn well that her own Cowboy Chris would be the one to fulfil that.

“A-a baby name list sugar?” He asked shocked, his breath catching in his throat as his arms tugged themselves tighter around the woman in his arms, a sense of warmth and relief erupting in his heart. “Mhm, and nope it’s not up for debate cowboy, cause I know damn well you’d name her daisy or something- Wait Daisy isn’t a bad name actually” She rambled vigorously typing on her phone once again,

“You’re doin this, for our babies? Like together?” He said softly stopping her hands, causing her eyes to furrow and look up at him, “Well course, i’m hardly planning to get impregnated by another man, don’t ya want kids with me?” She snarked turning to look at him, only to laugh when she found him dazed and dreamily looking at her.

Chris’ body shuddered and grew angry at the thought of some other bastard claiming his woman, but that feeling quickly faded away by his new revelation. She wanted babies with him. “Careful honey ya might start droolin” She smacked his face lightly, before leaning in and pressing her red lips against his pink ones, pulling away to see his cheeks flushed and his hands bringing her in for another hot smooch.

“Fuck yeah I want kids with you angel, want kids with you so bad, want the white house and the picket fence n’ all that horseshit. Jus’ didn’t realise ya wanted it with me too” He breathed out, his hand mindlessly still rubbing all over her naked torso, finding itself rubbing over her stomach which he now realised would house their future. “You can be so stupid some times” Y/n laughed kissing up his neck, her hands directing his back to her breast; she always loved him just touching her body at any point, it didn’t matter what he was doing.

In fact it was quite normal to see the usual stoic Cowboy giving his long-term girlfriend foot-rubs, kisses everywhere and hugs every single second, not exaggerating. “But we can’t name her Daisy, we named the new calf that a few days ago, can’t have my babygirl twinnin with a calf” Chris grinned picking up her phone, looking at the names himself, laughing to himself every time he’d see a Disney reference.

“Well if ya would hurry up we’d have probably used about 20 of the names already bub” She pouted snatching her phone back, “That a promise?” He raised his brow looking at her, a smirk on his face as he looked down to see her exposed pussy starting to glisten with her wetness; “I say we start with the names, Myla and Mason” He whispered looking at her eyes which we now wide accompanied by a giddy smile on her smudged red lips. “Give me twins then, cowboy” She taunted tugging on his chin to bring his lips to hers, her hand guiding his to her clenching hole, starting their own rodeo of madness.

“Pumpkin ya really want this with me don’t ya? Already dreamin of bringin the tiny things to the ranch n’ teachin’ them howta ride a horse” He chuckled into her neck, his fingers continuing their assault on her bud as she uncontrollably bucked her hips up to meet his fingers. “W-want it so bad Bub, need it” She sighed out feeling his fingers enter her snug hole, the zipper on his washed out jeans being pulled down as she noticed how much they had strained against the bulge of his shaft.

“Do- Do you want this with me Chris? Tell me now, before we bring a life into this” She said meeting his eyes, her lip between her teeth trying to hold back a moan; as much as she wanted a baby so desperately, she needed to know her baby would receive love from both its momma and daddy.

“I don’t know what else I could want more pumpkin” He smiled kissing the corner of her lips, his body stiffening once she released his cock from his underwear, its red bulb shining against the light. Her thumb ran over his slit before her hands wrapped themselves around his cock, fisting it slowly and passionately; their lips still locked lovingly. “I’m not knockin’ you up on the couch baby, no way in hell, we doin’ this the proper way” Hesitatingly he pulled his lips away from hers, his lips tingling and already aching to be back on hers; in seconds he had picked her up by her thighs, giggles leaving her as she held on by his biceps.

He held her close on the bed, letting her straddle his lap whilst she cuddled into him, their bodies connected as one; his lips attached to her neck leaving behind bites of passion and ecstasy. “G’damn I love you so much baby, I-i’m not gonna last much longer honey” He breathed out against her neck, his hands splayed on her back to keep her against him at all times, their bodies providing each other heat.

“M-me too bubby, m’so close, can feel it right here to here” She whimpered pointing from her heart right to her wet centre, her lips crashing onto his swollen ones, their tongues meeting causing both their chins to become wet with each other’s saliva; a usual occurrence in this household. “I-I’m close, cum with me bubby , please” She gasped out holding onto his shoulders as she bounced faster on his cock, his hips thrusting up to meet hers.

“Don’t worry pumpkin, m’right here, on three alright? 1, 2 ,3-“

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“If you’re not pregnant by now, then that is a miracle in itself” Chris sighed moving some of her hair to behind her shoulder, her smile sweet and lazy as she just looked up at him as if he was some sort of treat. “I love you bubba, too much even” She whispered tracing a finger down his nose before booping the tip of it, giggling when he bit onto it playfully and wouldn’t let it go.

“You have my whole heart, but I still don’t think it’s enough” He whispered back nuzzling their noses together, his arms still enclosing their bodies together, her pussy clenching around his softened shaft every so often.

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Just A Few More

A Short Story

~Sometimes you mess up and have to lay back and accept your punishment.~

Chris Evans x F!Reader

573 Words

Warnings: NSFW. Forced Orgasms. Light Bondage. Punishment.

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His hands felt like fire on your skin. Every touch was like a thousand shocks of electricity pounding into your body, forcing you to cry out as his fingers slid into your slick heat. The screams grew louder and louder but he would not relent.

This was your punishment and Chris was an expert executioner.

Ropes bound your wrists and ankles to the giant bed, pillows made of down and blankets so soft you could cry cradled your writhing body, and Chris stood above, his bare chest glistening with sweat, his blue eyes clear and focused on your pleasure.

“Please!”

Your scream went unappreciated and his fingers curled deep inside, stroking again and again until your legs shook around his wrist.

“Go on, Kitten,” he said softly, dragging his thumb across your throbbing clit. “Cum for me like a good girl.”

“I can’t! I can’t anymore! Please!” Your head thrashed from side to side as your stomach clenched, the muscles in your body protesting another climax. “I’ll die!”

A devilish smirk passed his plump lips and Chris chuckled. “You won’t die, I promise you that.” The digit on your clit thrummed faster. “You may pass out… but I won’t let you die.”

The absolute surety in his voice made you shiver and the orgasm struck without your consent. It flooded your body with a rolling pleasure that exited your system through a wide-mouthed cry, but still, Chris would not let up.

He rubbed slower, yes, but just as confidently.

Your clit was aching, cunt raw and slick.

“N-no more, please…”

In a moment of mercy, Chris withdrew his hand and brought his fingers to his lips, slowly licking himself clean of your mess.

“You taste divine.”

With the oxygen returning to your brain, his image became sharper in your vision. “Please…” It was all you could muster. Every cell was alive, each molecule of your being on edge and overstimulated.

It had been hours.

“Please what?” he asked, sliding down over you, strong arms holding him up as he hovered between your outstretched body.

“P-please no more,” you panted, exhausted. “I can’t cum anymore. I can’t.”

Biting his lip, Chris considered your request. You could see the wheels turning behind his crystal eyes. Slowly, the juicy bottom lip reappeared and he licked at the dent his teeth had made.

“No,” he said simply. “I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson just yet.”

Excitement and fear swirled in your gut. “No. No, I have! I promise.”

A single finger touched your lips and you stilled, falling silent but for your quick breaths. “You were flirting with that reporter. Full on flirting. Right in front of me. That cannot go unpunished.” Chris slid his finger down your chin, cut a line through your throat and straight down until he reached your cunt. “Just a few more, I think.” Three fingers slapped against your clit and you recoiled, arms and legs tugging on your bindings.

“Fuck!”

He kissed you silent, his eyes wide, staring deep into you. “Soon.”

And then he was gone, kissing his way down your body; a man on a mission. He settled between your thighs and blew a light breath across your slit, sparkling the arousal once more.

“Maybe next time you’ll remember who you belong to…”

There was a response in you, a promise to never ever forget again, but everything faded away as his tongue swept across your sore cunt.

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Nrfth (7) – Shattered dreams

Summary: Betrayal cuts deep, if your heart and trust get damaged.

Pairing: Chris Evans x fem!Reader

Warnings: heavy angst, unrequited feelings, kinda cheating, fwb relationship, implied smut, betrayal, heartbreak, time jumps, Chris is not nice in this chapter, language, violence (lightly), mentions of blood/character’s death (film scene), mentions of death of a pet/anxiety, we stan Tracey in this house

A/N: I cut the scenes about their relationship short and added a time jump because of the lack of interest in their backstory/the story itself.🤷‍♀️

A/N2: Please consider I changed the timeline (timespan between the movies) a little to match my story. We are now in 2013, two years after they met.

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<< Part 6

“OH, MY FUCKING GOD!” Tracey squeals when she picks you up from the airport. “My girl got laid!” She exclaims loudly and wraps you in a hug. “I’m so proud of you.”

You are baffled. How can she know you slept with Chris?

“What? I—”

“Don’t deny it, babe,” she tuts. “I can see it in your eyes. You got a good dick.” She grins. “I hope it was Chris Evan’s dick and that he made you his girlfriend!”

You sigh and drop your eyes. “Kinda…”

“Kinda?” She cocks her head. “What’s that supposed to mean? You got a good dick or not!”

“He wants a friend-with-benefits kind of arrangement. I don’t know if that’s for me. I really like him, and only being with him for sex feels…wrong.”

“If it felt wrong, he didn’t do it right,” Tracey tuts. She holds you a little tighter, hoping you won’t get your heart broken…again. “What are you going to do?”

“Chris said he’s not ready for a relationship yet. Maybe, if we are friends with benefits he’ll see there is more between us than good sex.”

“Good sex,” Tracey snickers. “How good? Is he kinky? Tell me every detail. I prepared a sleepover including booze, food, and a lot of talking. I’ve missed my babe.”

“I’ve missed you too, Trace,” you laugh. “What do you think? Is it worth a try?”

“If you like him…” Your friend sighs. She doesn’t know if it’s a good idea to agree to become Chris’s friend with benefits. “Let’s talk about everything at home.”

Two years later, your trailer, …

“Two years already, huh?” you roll over to your side to look at Chris. You wanted to talk about his plans for the weekend and the latest script. “Where has the time gone?”

“You want to talk about time?” He moves his hand toward your ass to grope it. “Really? Right after I rocked your world, doll?”

“Stop with the charm offensive, Evans. I need to talk about a few things with you.” You run your hand over his chest, tickling his skin with your fingertips. “It’s been almost two years since we started this secret little affair. And…uh…I was asking myself if you’d want to come with me this weekend to visit my parents.”

“Your parents?” He sits up to look down at your naked form. “You want me to meet the parents this weekend?”

“Yeah. I mean…we don’t have to tell them that we are a thing or something. I just want them to meet my friend and co-star. Dad is a big fan and he’d love to ask a few questions about your role.”

“Sorry, uh—” He gets defensive and doesn’t look you in the eye. “I got plans for the weekend. You know I…” Chris shakes his head. “This is not the way I wanted to tell you about it.”

“What’s wrong? I understand if you have plans. No problem.” You pat his thigh. “I should’ve asked you sooner. It’s a bit sudden. I didn’t want to pressure you into doing something you don’t want to.”

“I met someone,” he suddenly says. You gape at Chris. This is the last thing you expected him to say. Especially not right after you had passionate sex for the second time that day. “We are going on a date this weekend.”

There is a sudden pain in your chest making you gasp for air. You feel like someone emptied a bucket filled with ice-cold water over your head. A cold shiver runs down your spine and your insides twist.

“You must be joking, right?” You scramble away when Chris tries to touch you. “You are telling me that you met someone right after we had sex? What’s wrong with you? If this is another prank I can tell, this is not funny, Chris.”

“Y/N, I,” he sighs and drops his gaze. “I met her at the casting for the upcoming Avengers movie.” Chris bites his tongue. “We just…clicked.”

He sounds so casual about his revelation. Chris just told you that he’s going on a date with another woman after fucking you senseless.

“How can you do this to me? After two years.” You get out of bed and wrap the blanket around your body. “What am I to you? A sex toy? Has everything we experienced together over the last two years meant nothing to you?”

“I told you right after we had sex for the first time that I’m not ready for a relationship. You agreed to this.” He gestures between you and him. “I thought you know it’s only sex.”

“Only sex? You spend almost every free minute with me. Sweet kisses, hours of talking about the future. Me holding you when East died.” You get louder. It’s the first time you’re losing your temper. “I was there when you got anxious and sad. For two years I was there for you.”

Your voice cracks, and you can already feel the tears form in your eyes. “Y/N, shit. You’re working yourself up. I thought you’ll understand. I never said that you cannot meet other guys.”

“I thought it was obvious that I’m in love with you, Chris. Do you honestly believe I agreed on becoming your fuckbuddy for sex?” You sniff. “I did it to give you time to realize you want more than sex too.”

“I’m sorry…I can’t.” Chris hastily gets out of bed to throw his clothes back on. “We should…I mean…”

“End this…” You bitterly reply. Chris silently nods. He swallows thickly watching you wipe a few stray tears off your cheek. “You should go. I need to go home and back my bag for the weekend. We see us on Monday for the final scenes…”

Monday came too soon. You had to cancel your weekend with your parents, coming up with a lame excuse to not join the barbecue with friends and family.

Tracey held you all night long while you cried in her chest. She tried to soothe you, but it was no use.

You are in love. Chris too. Sadly, he’s not in love with you.

“Babe, maybe you should call in sick,” Tracey worriedly says. She took a week off to be there for you and is ready to kidnap you for a roadtrip. “Babe. Did you listen?”

“I need to wrap up the final scenes. It’s an intense one…but without Chris. I’ll get shot and…” You sniff. “Well, he doesn’t need to be on set for the scene. Me choking on my blood is the final scene and the end of this season.”

“But…you’re in the next season. Right?” Your friend questions. “Right? They gave you a contract for the next season.”

“Yeah…I mean…uh-“ You frown. “We talked and they wanted me to sign for two more seasons. And I’m still waiting for them to call me for the cameo in the Avengers movie. Chris didn’t say…”

His name makes you choke on tears again. “Okay. That’s good.” She softly says. “Can you work alongside him after what happened?”

“When I’m acting, I forget about everything else. We are on hiatus after wrapping up the final episode. Enough time to get over him.”

Tracey nods. She doesn’t say a thing, just brings you into her arms to smother you with attention. “We are going to break his dick one day. I promise you will find a better guy in no time.”

“And…cut.” You exhale sharply. This was an intense scene. You’re still covered in fake blood and despair when they call for your name.

You get up and bow when the team gives you a little applause. You chuckle and thank them as one of the PAs hands you the script for the post-credit scene.

“Thank you.” You give the young girl a soft smile. “I’ll check on it right away.”

“Babe, you were awesome!” Tracey claps her hands. “So…can we read the post-credit scene now?”

“Yep. Let’s go to my trailer…”

“I-I don’t understand,” your voice trembles when you read the last scene, the post-credit scene for your character. “Why am I reading about my death?”

“What?” Tracey snatches the script out of your hands. “Maybe they want to fake your death or something.”

“No. I was meant to be rescued by Captain America. We talked about the last scene not two weeks ago. Chris…I mean Steve finds me and carries me out of the abandoned house. He believes I’m dying but then they zoom in on my face and I open my eyes…”

“They try to fuck you over, babe,” Tracey angrily flings the script across the trailer. It hits the wall and falls to the ground with a loud thud.

“This can’t be real. Chris has some other woman and a few days later they kill my character off?” Your head snaps toward Tracey. “No. He wouldn’t…”

“That fucker!!!”

“I don’t understand. You cannot break our contract. I was hired for two more seasons and even refused to take other roles,” you’re more than angry. “Why the sudden change of mind?”

“We had no choice, Miss Y/L/N,” they don’t even look you in the eyes. The people praising you for your good work not weeks ago and offering a role in the Avengers movie to you act like you did something wrong. “We are sorry.”

“Sorry? You break our contract and ruin my career out of the blue and all you got to say is that you are sorry?” You’re fuming. “I’ll sue you!”

“He offered us a choice. We lose Captain America or his sidekick.” At least they have the decency to look guilty. “We are sorry. Maybe we will find another role for you in the Marvel Universe. We have a lot of upcoming projects.”

“He said that you can either lose me or Captain America?” You sniffle. “Why would Chris do such a thing? We always worked together so well.”

“We never signed a contract for two more seasons. It was only an offer we need to take back now...”

“So, you want me to film the last scene, smile and act like he didn’t ram a knife in my back?” You shake your head. “I’ll call my lawyer. We will see if I film this scene…”

“Breach of contract. Great.” You hang up and fling your phone across the room. “This must be a fucking joke.”

“What’s wrong?” Tracey curses under her breath. “Shit, sorry. I know what’s wrong. I meant, what did your lawyer say?”

“If I do not film the scene, it’s a breach of contract and they can sue me. They didn’t sign a contract for the next seasons. I got nothing but their word. In other words. I got nothing to prove that they fucked me over.”

“Is there nothing we can do about it?”

“All I can do is film the scene, hold my head high, and leave the set. I can lick my wounds later,” you fight the tears. “Maybe this is for the best. The critics praised me, and the industry knows about me now. I’ll take some time off and wait for another role.”

“I won’t leave you alone. I’ll come with you.” Tracey states.

Chris is holding you in his arms, crying as your head lolls to the side. You hold your breath for the scene and do not scent Chris’s cologne. “Nooo!” Captain America cries. “Why her?”

“And…cut!” The moment the scene is done you push against Chris’s shoulder. “Let me down and get off me.”

Chris carefully puts you down. He swallows hard when he sees the utter disappointment and pain in your eyes. “Wait, can we not talk?”

You cackle loudly and put your hands on your hips. “Talk? Talk about what? That you used me for two years only to get cozy with some other bitch?” You cock your head. “Or maybe you want to explain why you ruined my career? Huh?”

“You know,” Chris whispers. “Listen…I’m sorry but I thought it’s easier this way.” He has the nerve to look guilty.

“Easier for you,” you bite back. “You know what.”

Tracey cheers when you knee him in the balls. “BABE! You’re awesome!” She claps her hands. “I knew you are a bad bitch.”

Chris falls to his knees, tears in his eyes.

You look around the crew, smirking as everyone looks shocked about your outburst. You lift your hands and give them all the finger before turning toward Tracey.

“Fuck you, Chris. Fuck Hollywood. Fuck this business. Fuck all of you!”

>> Part 8

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