#chris evens smut

[fic-finders]

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Chris Evens: 

* Cherry Chapstick by @speechlessxx

reader is new in the acting/film industry, working on the avengers movie. she’s 19 years old (although i don’t remember very clearly). chris was very mean to her in the start while other cast members (sebastian and anthony mostly) kept asking him to tone tone it down a bit. i think the first chapter involves something like the cast being interviewed about the upcoming movie and chris is being very mean to the reader on camera, but everybody just laughs it off.

Sebastian Stan:

Henry Cavill:

* Tadpoles and Eggs by @oh-for-fic-sake

Hi, I saw you also help find Geralt fics and related so I wanna ask. A couple of months ago I read this fic or i don’t remember if it was a series about reader and Henry trying for their second baby and their first babygirl goes to kindergarten and one day they are sitting at the kitchen table and she straight calls them out saying “you two doing sex because that’s how you get babies you know” and they are just shocked she knows that word and has an idea of what it is and the girl says “my friend from kindergarten told me cause she says her parents do it” and then she tells them she wants a sibling so they better get to it and then proceeds to got out to the backyard and takes Kal with her cause she’s getting a sibling and reader and Henry are just 😲

#actors #actor x reader #Chris Evans #chris evans x reader #chris evens smut #chris evans one shot #chris evans x famous!reader #Sebastian Stan #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan smut #sebastian stan fanfiction #henry cavill #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill series #henry cavill smut

[sturnskiss]

pretty voice ! ᥫ᭡

pairing: matt sturniolo x popstar! reader

word count: 1.7k

summary: you’re a singer and your tour has made its way to boston where your boyfriend and his brothers attend your show. matt is sure to let you know how well you did after the show

warnings: smut duhhhh, unprotected sex (don’t be silly wrap his willy!!), p in v, throat fucking, dumbification, dacryphilia, stomach bulge, swearing, creampie, use of “y/n”, probably more that i can’t think of! :)

authors note: fair warning, this is my first time publishing smut, so don’t have insanely high expectations! i’ve written it before but never shared so keep that in mind. however, i can assure you this isn’t completely horrible and i did my best to make it seem realistic but hot at the same time :) hope ya like it!

you had been counting down the days until your sold out world tour made its way to boston, massachusetts. your boyfriend, matt, and his brothers were set to attend the show which made you feel slightly uneasy.

the triplets have never seen you perform live, which is what makes this show so special. you wanted matt to know you were good at what you do. so, you paced around your dressing room doing vocal warmups and eating tablespoons of honey to help your throat.

a stage worker knocked on your door twice before coming in and attaching your mic pack to the back of your dress. tonight, you wore a black strapless mini dress from versace that had hearts of many colors scattered across. you paired this with knee high black boots, which your friends referred to as your “stripper shoes”. you fixed your hair, spraying some dry shampoo on your roots and mentally said a prayer before walking out of the dressing room.

you received your cue to enter the stage, walking up 4 steps before you were greeted with hundreds of screaming teenage girls. you forgot about needing to impress matt.

that was, until, you locked eyes with him. he was standing on the second floor of the venue, the balcony, resting against the railing. watching you so intently, mouthing the lyrics to your songs. nick was singing along to all the songs he knew, while chris just knew the popular songs. but matt knew almost all of your songs. he was your biggest fan. and you were his. most times, you would be spotted attending the triplet’s shows when your schedules aligned. you’d stand backstage, just barely out of the crowds sight. all decked out in blue attire to support your boy, and even the things the rest of the world couldn’t see were blue, too. but matt got to see them after the show. your blue bra and matching blue panties; it drove matt crazy how he got to see you like that after the show, especially if he was the one winning that night.

the show came to an end and you said your goodbyes to the boston crowd, exiting the stage. you walked into a lounge area where the triplets were, along with members of your team. you were swarmed with the usual compliments: “you sounded so good” or “you look great” and you were grateful for them, but tonight they didn’t matter. the only person who’s input you cared about was matt.

he approached you, draping his arms around your neck and you wrapped yours around his waist. he whispered in your ear, “you did so good. ‘m so proud of you.”

you blushed at this, pulling away from the hug. “thanks,” you gushed.

since your next show wasn’t until saturday, you had two days to kill here in boston. you were going to stay with the triplets until you had to get back on your tour bus and depart from matt, so you had to make it count.

matt drove you all home, you took chris’ place in the passenger seat, still in your performance outfit. the drive home was filled with conversation about the concert; what their favorite part was, what songs they liked, etc. and while you were a decently known singer, you never felt famous. until now. matt made you feel famous, like you are on top of the world. you have everything you’ve ever wanted; friends that support you, a successful singing career, and a hot boyfriend. what more could a girl ask for?

you walked through the door barefoot, matt holding your unusually heavy boots. he sets them on the floor by the door as you make a run for the couch, laying down and sighing. while it may be just a simple couch, it feels pretty damn good after wearing “stripper shoes” and prancing around on a stage for an hour and a half.

nick and chris go to their own rooms, knowing you and matt need alone time after not seeing each other for a couple weeks. matt joins you on the couch, he lifts your head up and places it on his lap. his legs were your pillow and the only thing missing was a blanket, still in your tiny dress.

“you cold?” he asks, almost as if he can your mind.

you smile, “how’d you know?”

he reaches to his side and grabs a big blue blanket and tosses it over you, it’s big enough that it covers your whole body.

matt lightly strokes your hair as you lay there in the comfortable silence.

the way your head rests is so close to his dick and he can’t help it if it slowly is getting harder, which it is. you tease him, nuzzling your head deeper into his lap, a.k.a. his dick, which causes him to speak up.

“the fuck are you doing?” he laughs.

you play it off, “just getting comfy!”

“yeah, comfy my ass.” he rolls his eyes playfully.

you press a small kiss to his clothed bulge, he’s wearing baggy jeans and his dick still stands out. he sighs, not complaining.

“you gonna do this right here? in the living room?” he questions.

“mhm..” you hummed. he helped you unbutton his jeans, his black calvin kleins peaking out through the zipper of his jeans. he pulled his boxers down, revealing his dick. he was packing a very pleasant 8 inches that wasn’t too shabby in girth either.

you licked the tip first, then you licked from shaft to tip. matt closed his eyes and rested his head against the back of the couch. he placed his hands on the back of your head, pulling your hair into a makeshift ponytail.

“voice sounded so good tonight, y/n,” he breathed. “bet it would still sound good if i fucked your throat.”

he pushes your head down all the way to his pelvis, feeling you gag against his cock. he thrusts into your mouth, the wet sounds like music to his ears.

as he fucked your throat, you felt tears forming in your eyes. you hollowed out your cheeks and looked up at him with doe eyes, laying on your stomach on the couch. you admired the way his eyes fluttered shut everytime he hit the back of your throat, how he’d let out small breathy moans.

“fuck,” he whispers, pulling away. he pulls his boxers down farther so his thighs are exposed. you climb on top of hip and he rolls your tight dress up to your waist, pulling your panties to the side.

“easy access, huh?” he remarks.

you whine, “put it in already…”

his dick enters you and he wastes no time slamming you down on it, his hands firmly gripping your hips. “want it so bad, yeah? you want it so bad?” he taunts, lifting you up and slamming you back down fast.

you are shocked with the speed he did that, not able to form a full sentence. “i- uhm- mhm,” you mumble.

“use that pretty voice of yours, y/n. such a pretty voice… let me hear it,” he rasped.

you bounced on his dick, the couch shaking. “mmmmm, i love your dick so much,” you moaned.

matt smirked, “there’s that pretty voice. so, so pretty.” he continued helping you bounce on his dick, his tip repeatedly hitting your g-spot.

he pulled the top of your dress down, revealing your bra-less tits. now your dress was basically like a belt, just covering your waist. your boobs bounced perfectly in front of his face, he was mesmerized.

you brought your hands up to his hair, running your fingers through it and pulling it when he’d hit your g-spot.

you let out a moan that was almost melodic, matt moaning after. “love hearing you moan on my dick.” he spoke. he gripped your hips tighter, slamming you down harder onto his dick every time.

“i’m gonna- oh god!” you whined.

“do it.” matt instructed. “cum for me.”

you nodded, babbling incoherently as you came undone on top of him. his right hand left your hip and found it’s way to your clit, rubbing you through the orgasm.

“fucked ya dumb, huh? damn,” he said.

you hummed in response, and once your orgasm passed you started bouncing again, desperate for more.

matt turned you around and pushed you onto the couch, in missionary now. now he can pound into you way easier, which is what you’re trying to ask for but you’re unable to speak.

“i— oh—“ you try.

matt smirks, “words, baby.”

this fucker, you thought. there are no thoughts inside your head other than how good his dick feels inside you, there’s no way you can speak.

“oh god… so, umph,” you sobbed as he thrusted into you with an insane amount of force. “so good,”

his thumb found its way to your clit again, rubbing it fast. your eyes rolled back as another orgasm approaches you.

“uhhh- uh—“ you babble. your brain is mush at this point, you don’t notice the bulge in your stomach. but matt does, as his hand leaves your clit and presses on the bulge his dick makes in your tummy with every thrust.

“look at that,” he says proudly. you squirm beneath him, cumming yet for the second time.

his thrusts don’t slow down, and neither do the tears running down your pink cheeks.

“can i cum inside you?” he asks as if you can even answer him. you let out a bunch of moans in response.

you let out a bunch of moans, “i’m gonna take that as a yes.” matt groans before thrusting into you once more. you lay on the couch with your dress still pulled over your pussy and your breasts pulled out.

matt stands up and pulls his boxers and pants up. he plants a kiss on your forehead before he picks you up and carries you to his room. he lays you down in his bed, his silk bedsheets feeling good on your overheated skin.

you’re exhausted, you feel like you melt into his bed. you’re on the verge of sleep but you’re startled when you hear either chris or nick’s bedroom door open.

you lift your head up, and matt opens the door to see what is going on. matt laughs and closes the door.

“what’s he doing?” you ask sleepily.

“nicks wiping the couch down,” matt giggles.

you hear nick through the walls, “i’m gonna fucking cry. never do that shit again.” he whines.

#sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triplets smut #smut #matthew sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo x reader #matthew sturniolo x reader #how tf do i even tag this

[sluttyft]

Invisible Smoke - C.S.

athr's note: idk if i hate or love this BUT M BACK!!!

warnings!! ANGST NO COMFORT. Mean!Chris (selfish, no emoional responsability, yells at the reader and insults them). Yelling, Swearing, Fighting, Being uncomfortable, idk if i missed anything.

summary! Y/N struggles to adjust to the new dynamic in her relationship with chris as his fame startes to rise, and their time together becomes slimmer. what happens when Y/N stands up for herself?

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It had been a few months since that fateful night at the noisy party, the night when fate had brought us together. I had been wearing my favorite pair of heels which, as luck would have it, had broken just as I was walking towards the bar. It was then that I spotted Chris, looking at me with an amused smile playing on his lips, and I mustered up the courage to ask him for help.

To my surprise, he not only fixed my heel but also struck up a conversation with me. His blue eyes stood out against his pale skin, which was shining in different colors from the lights around us. We had exchanged numbers amidst the chaos of the party, and that was the beginning of our story.

Fast forward to the present, and I found myself sitting at the dining table, surrounded by my new family. Chris was sitting to my right, but it felt like he was miles away from me. Matt was on my left, and Nick was in front of me, while MaryLou and Jimmy occupied the two ends of the table. I couldn't help but feel like something was off.

Chris seemed distant, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that he didn't have any time for me anymore. I had been struggling to adjust to this new dynamic in our relationship as his fame started to rise and our time together became slimmer, and it was taking a toll on me. As the night went on, I found myself lost in thought, unable to fully enjoy the company of my loved ones.

His words reverberated in my head, and I felt my heart sink as I realized the severity of the situation. We had just arrived back at my apartment, and he was pacing around the kitchen while I sat on the sofa, my hands covering my head as tears streamed down my face. He watched me cry, his face devoid of any emotion as he spoke in a cold, harsh tone.

"Can't you just be normal?" he asked, frustration evident in his voice. "I'm asking you for one basic thing, and it's not that hard." He walked up to me, towering over me as his hands swung around in anger. "I didn't mean to, okay?" I tried to explain, my voice shaking with fear. "I just wasn't feeling good, and I didn't know how to express it." His face contorted with rage, and he let out a bitter laugh. "Oh, Y/N… you're so selfish, you know that?" he said, his voice laced with sarcasm. "You never think about anyone else but yourself." As he looked down at his feet, I felt a wave of despair wash over me.

The person I loved most in the world was standing in front of me, but he seemed like a stranger. The hurt and anger in his eyes were too much for me to bear, and I knew that something had changed between us forever.

I stood up, feeling my anger taking over me while tears started to pour out of my eyes. "Well maybe if you would've asked me what was wrong none of this could've happened," I muttered, my voice trembling with emotion. Four long months of taking his constant criticism without uttering a single complaint had finally taken their toll on me. "And I'm selfish?!" I exclaimed, my voice rising with each word. "You're unbelievable, Chris," I said, my voice choking on my tears. I knew that lashing out at him would only result in more pain, but I couldn't back down now.

I stood there, waiting for Chris to respond. But instead of apologizing, he just stared at me, his eyes flashing with anger. "What do you want from me?" he said, his voice cold. "I can't be everything to you. You're always so needy, always wanting more. It's never enough, is it?"

I felt a surge of anger and frustration rise within me. "That's not true," I said, my voice trembling. "All I want is for you to listen to me, to care about me. Is that too much to ask?"

Chris sneered at me. "You're impossible," he said. "I can't deal with you anymore. I'm done."

And with that, he turned and walked away, leaving me standing there, alone and broken. I watched him go, feeling a sense of despair wash over me. I knew that we would never be able to make it work, that our relationship was doomed to fail.

But even as I thought that a small part of me still held onto hope, still believed that maybe, just maybe, we could find a way to make things right. But deep down, I knew that it was just wishful thinking, that the reality was far bleaker than I wanted to admit.

#paxi talks #imaginary version of this man #chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo imagine #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #paxi's stuff #matt sturniolo smut #matthew sturniolo #chris sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo imagine #sturniolo x reader #pls dont even try to fight me

[dominicfikue]

asking chris if you could stack donuts on his weenie

THIS IS HILARIOUS I CANNOT.

you would ask him as a joke , barely any intention of ACTUALLY doing it. “chris can i ask you something?” you try ur hardest to hide your giggles. he looks up from his phone , putting all his attention on you. “yeah of course ma. what is it?” he asks , genuinely wanting to know.

“could let me stack donuts on it?” you reply , bursting out laughing. his eyebrows furrow , confused on what you could be talking about. once it hits him , he immediately opens doordash.

“powdered or glazed? or both?” he questions , serious as ever.

#lai speaks! #even after you tell him its a joke he’d want you to actually do it #chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo smut

[sturnioloslut]

haha nice joke. now come fuck my throat🧎‍♂️

istg I need him.

#nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo smut #fanfic #imagine #smut #matt sturniolo imagine #nick sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo x reader #matthew sturniolo #sturniolo #nicolas antonio sturniolo #nick sturniolo fanfic #nick sturniolo x male reader #nicksturniolo #nick sturniolo imagine #omgggg #it’s not even funny anymore #GOING FERALL

[dazednmatthews]

ummmmm wtf??????

i’m severely astonished and overstimulated with all the love??? not only did i hit 100 followers and 1000 likes in 24 hours ?!?!!!?!?! but i’m mutuals w literally like 5 of my favorite st blogs 🤯🤯 like what the fuck is going on right now. AND now, A DAY LATER i’m already almost at 300 followers?!?!?!?!?!? where’s the cameras?!? y’all are insane this is insane thank u for all the love 🥹😭 i’m glad you enjoy my writing i’m sick w love for you all MWAH MWAH MWAH

#matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo edit #sturniolo triplets #christopher sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo imagine #sturniolo x reader #sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo texts #matthew sturniolo #chris sturniolo texts #chris sturniolo #cherriespeaks #i’m insanely grateful yall even fuck w me fr #like what

[malirosee]

my best friend just told me how back when she used to hate me (when we had a bad friendship breakup) she would read my old sturniolo smut fics on call with her boyfriend at the time and one time he said "why is this kinda good"

#🐶𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐢 𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐲𝐚𝐩𝐬 !! #you cant even lie the peak sturnphilia fics ATEEE #sturniolo triplets #sturniolos #sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturnphilia #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo x reader

[stay-corner]

(nsfw)

you guys ever read something and it instantly awakens something inside of you you didn't even know existed

anyway i desperately need chan to absentmindedly degrade me in korean while we're fucking and afterwards for him to apologize profusely even though i didn't even understand what he was saying

he'd say some real nasty shit in the heat of the moment and mix languages by accident and after he thinks back on it he'd feel so bad even though i didn't even get it... GOD i don't even know why it's so hot

#chris would absolutely mix languages during sex thats my new headcanon #god i cant stop thinking about it i dont even know why its so hot #stray kids smut #skz smut #chan smut #chris smut #bang chan smut #stray kids #skz #bang chan #chan #my writing

[icarus-star]

thinking about catching chris in the midst of touching himself.

#ugh n he wouldn't even notice u at first 😣 #chris kenton #twelve 2010 #chris kenton headcanons #i ❤ rory culkin #rory culkin #rory culkin smut #☆arties diary #chris kenton twelve #rory culkin twelve

[llovematthew]

just gonna leave this here..all on ao3 btw😸

if y’all have more let me know please☹️

#chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #smut #sorry not even remotely sorry

[storysofanavenger]

Only mine

Steve Rogers/Captain America x fem!reader

Summary: You had a meeting with the Avengers but your boyfriend has only eyes for others. You don’t like that, so he has to live with the consequences.

Warnings: slight bdsm; swearwords; sub Captain America; dom reader; commands

462 words

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I texted him to take off everything except his underwear and wait for me in the hallway.

I ordered Steve to get on his knees. He screwed up, and he knew that, so he had no choice. Poor little whore. He thought I didn't see him offering himself at the Avengers meeting. I saw how he gazed to Bucky all the time with this lustful sparkle in his eyes. He’s bi and I know that, I was never against it but he has to accept that he was mine. I told him so often that I see everything but he always thinks that he can outsmart me.

"Kneel down" I said.

He complied with my order, but without stopping to look me in the eye.

He was angry with me, I could see that, but I didn't care. He must live with the consequences.

When he sat on his knees in front of me, I could hardly resist him. His big, blue puppy eyes are made it hart to resist.

I put on his collar.

From him, I got only a growl back.

"Well, bad little puppies have to be taught a lesson. Right, little whore?"

He didn't respond. He looked down at the floor. This really pissed me off now.

I grabbed him by the chin and yanked it up, so he was forced to look me in the eye.

I repeated, "Right, little whore?"

He nodded.

I saw a lustful gleam in his eyes. „This could not be true“, I thought.

I didn't expect that this would make him so horny, so I continued.

I grabbed him by his collar, bent down, so he could see something in my cleavage, and pulled him close to me.

I asked him quietly with a murmur in my voice, "Do you like being called a whore?"

The only thing he could do was to swallow, then he looked down again nervously. Then he nodded hesitantly.

"Answer me." I said softly but firmly.

"Yes ma'am" he said shakily.

I grinned at him and fixed him with my gaze.

I saw that he had taken his hands off the floor to hide something.

"Put your hands back on the floor. I want to see everything.", I said with a smirk.

He did so without contradicting me. He just looked at me in embarrassment.

"That's enough to get you turned on? You really are a dirty little whore, and tomorrow everyone will know it. You won't be able to sit anymore."

He swallowed hard, but carefully directed his eyes to me again.

"Now follow me to the sofa and lean over my lap. I'll show you what happens if you do that again."

"Yes Ma'am" he said quietly, because he knew what was about to happen.

#captain america x reader #x reader #marvel #avengers #fanfic #steve rogers #steve x female reader #captain america #chris evens #your name #smut #light smut #dom reader #sub steve rogers #commands

[fic-finders]

I’m trying to find a fic and it’s fratboy!chris evans in which he and reader are not exactly on good terms bc she thinks he’s an arrogant asshole and it’s a two part so far. first one i think she goes to a frat party and bumps into him there and he’s like “drinks are upstairs” and takes her to her room and they talk and i think they make out or something? the second part I think she’s ignoring him or something like that and then when she goes to his house/frat house apologize she kisses him then apologizes and he’s like acting awkwardly and then she notices he has a woman over and says something like “never mind, i was right the entire time/i take back my apologies, you’re just like i thought you were/just like the other dudes” or something similar in concept and then she turns around and leaves.

Hey there anon. So I couldn't find this fic unfortunately. I actually hardly could find any frat Chris Evans fics surprisingly. (I found one but it was nothing like the description and the rest was Steve Rogers fic)

Does anyone know of this fic?

#Chris Evans #chris evans one shot #chris evens smut #chris evans x reader #frat!chris evans #frat boy!chris Evans au #chris evans angst #chris evans fanfiction #find this fic

[leahsbussy]

haven’t talked to my man in like 3 weeks (whoops!)😕

#not even the fart #spotify #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo

[thelittleboyfromloveactually]

The stewardess

Pt. 3

Chris Evans x reader

Prompt: you and collin go to a club for your night off, Chris isn’t happy.

Word count: 1931

Warnings: alcohol? Cussing???? Horrible writing

Authors note: omg guys! Thank you so much for the support on this series! I’m so glad you are all loving it as much as I am!

Pt. 1 Pt. 2

Not mine!

Even after working on the yacht for quite a while I would never get used to getting up early. That morning my stupid alarm woke me up. I sighed, i just wanted to sleep in. I grabbed my clothes and walked slowly into the kitchen. Collin was already up and was making breakfast.

“Morning” he said

I groaned “this isn’t fucking morning, i should be sleeping”

“You’ve worked here for so long and you still aren’t used to the wake up time?” He asked in disbelief

“Yup, never been a morning person” you shrugged while you made yourself a cup of coffee

He cleared his throat “you hair looks nice” he said. Wtf.

I laughed “collin it’s far too early for jokes”

“I’m not joking, it looks nice” he said genuinely

“Ok sure” i nodded still not believing him “alright gotta get to work” i raised my eyebrows and walked out. No one was up yet. It was so peaceful in the mornings. That was one nice thing. I finished setting the table and stepped back to admire my work.

“Goooooood morning!” It was RDJ

I turned around and smiled “morning! I hope you slept alright”

��Fantastic the waves always sooth me” he says down on the couch “may I have a cup of caffeine please” he batted his eyelashes.

I giggled “of course, I’ll be right back” I began to walk backwards and just as I was turning around I rammed into a wall.

“Woah there” or not a wall, it was Chris

“Oh my god im so sorry!” I apologized

“Hey hey, you’re good, beautiful morning isn’t it?” He asked

“Uh yes, yes it’s beautiful” he stared into my eyes “uh would you like a coffee? I am getting one for Downey”

“Yes please!” He said

Just as I was leaving Anthony came down I heard him say “where’s she goin?” “Coffee” said Chris

“Hey wait! I’ll take one too!” He yelled

I have a thumbs up without even turning back.

I came back with 3 coffees and handed them to each of the boys. Receiving a thank you from each one.

“Y/N will you round up the rest of the staff I have an announcement?” RDJ said

“Yes of course sir” I nodded and went off to collect the small rest of the staff

I found grabbed collin, and the maid, all the others hadn’t come with us to Monte Carlo. I brought them out into the living room

“Ahhh here they are” RDJ said and stood up clapping his hands together “according to our fellow captain we will arrive in Monte Carlo tonight! I am feeling kind today and I’m also craving Chinese takeout so I’ve decided to give you all the night off! He said cheerfully

“Oh that’s so kind, thank you!” I said

“Yeah thank you sir” said collin

“Of course! You all deserve some fun! Work hard, play hard!” He announced

We served breakfast and then cleaned up while the boys went to their rooms and did whatever they did behind those locked doors. We tidied up the whole boat so the work for tonight would be minimal. They came out for lunch. Chris updated me on the book he was reading. And RDJ gave me and collin our paycheck so we would have cash for tonight.

The night came quickly, and with it our arrival to Monte Carlo. It was a gorgeous city especially at sunset. I finished everything up and then went to my room to get dressed. I picked out my black dress that was detailed with rhinestones on the straps and the neck line. It was short and tight but complemented my figure. I grabbed my glittery bag and did all my hair and makeup. The sun had completely set by the time me and collin were ready to go.

You met collin at the door to the dock and headed on your way. Before you could even get out the door someone was calling your name.

“Hey wait one sec! Y/N wait!” It was Chris

I turned to face Him and smiled

“Where are you headed?” He asked

“To this club, it’s super awesome” I told him

“Oh…a club huh? That sounds fun! Just you know? Be careful” he said swallowing hard

“Yes yes of course” I smiled and turned to leave

Me and collin walked to the club together

The night was nice. The lamps lit up the streets, the breeze blew through my hair as me and collin walked arms linked to the club RDJ had recommended. I was leaning into him for warmth. We arrived at the club shortly, the building was practically throbbing. We walked in and my senses were automatically heightened. The noise of people trying to yell over the music that was at the highest possible volume. The smell of cigarette smoke, sweaty bodies and alcohol. I even caught a wiff of perfume as a girl walked by me. The lights flashing, the people jumping. Tonight was gonna be a shit ton of fun.

“Come on!” I yelled to collin, my voice being drowned out by the music. We walked over to the bar and ordered a round of shots. This is the only atmosphere me and collin really got along in. The bar tender brought the shots over along with a piece of paper with numbers on it. I looked at it curiously. Collin laughed

“It’s his number” he yelled

“Ohhhhh, welp” I grabbed the shots, handing one to collin. I rised my tiny glass “tooooo….” I couldn’t think of something

“To the mid looking bar tender who thinks he can pull you!” Yelled collin. We clicked out glasses together and drank the shots. We placed them aggressively back on the table.

“Another round please!” I yelled

After what seemed like only five minutes, me and collin were stumbling over our feet and slurring our words. It was almost 3 am and we still technically had work tomorrow. Right now though, we danced on the crowed floor to songs of all languages.

Another hour went by in less than a second. People started to clear out only the young locals remained. I walked over to the bar and plopped down on one of the stools, almost falling off.

“You know, I think we should head back” said collin sitting next to be. I could barely understand a word he was saying. Not only were his worlds slurred together into one but he was talking way to quietly and I was also DrUnK.

“Mmmmmmmmm yup” I nodded my head “probableee”

We stumbled out of the club giggling. The walk hom seemed to take forever and I’m actually suprised we didn’t get lost.

By the time we were walking up the dock my phone told me it was 4:45am. One fun day it would be tomorrow. The lights were still on.

I tripped as we walked in. Collin caught me and I began to laugh. Then I saw Chris stand up from the couch.

“Oh hello Mr chris!” I said

“Y/N” he walked over to me and collin “I got it from here man” he tried to take me out of collins arms

“No it’s fine I got her” said collin pulling me in tighter

“Here give her to me” Chris said more sternly

“No i said it’s fine” said collin

“Hey! Listen just take your fucking hands off of her” Chris had begun to raise his voice

“Ugh stawp it gooys” I Squirmed, trying to get out of collins arms. Because collin was kinda drunk he dropped me, and I fell to the ground. “Can you guys shush? I’m trying to sleep” I said and layed down on the floor and closed my eyes as if I was going to sleep.

I heard Chris sigh. Then I felt a pair of strong arms around me.

“Fuck you man! Just because your some celebrity dick doesn’t mean you get to play with her fucking feelings! She doesn’t like you, you know?! Don’t even think about doing anything to her!” Yelled collin

“Listen kid, let’s talk about this later, I don't have time for your bullshit.” Said Chris

“Fuck you!” Collin screamed as Chris carried me off

We walked up the stairs. Wait what? Up the stairs? My room was under the deck. I then felt him place me gently on a bed. A bed that was much softer than mine. He pulled the blanket over me. I felt the weight shift. The other side of the bed dipped down. He got under the covers. He rustled under a little and then was still. That’s when I fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up. My head felt as if it would explode any second and the brightness of the sun shining through the window did not help whatsoever. I tried my best to remember what had happened last night. All I knew was that I wasn’t in my bed. Who’s it was? I had no idea.

I groaned and got up. Next to the bed was a tall glass of water with some pills next to it. I quickly gulped them down. I stood up, head rush. I paused and let it pass before walking out and down the stairs into the main living area.

The table was set for one. I saw Chris leaning on the railing and looking out at the harbour. I walked out and stood next to him. He turned to me

“Oh you’re up!” His eyes seemed to light up when he saw me

“Yup” I could barely see a thing “I think I’m going blind”

Chris laughed and pulled off his aviators. He placed them on my face, “better?”

I nodded

“Hey Y/N” it was colin “you’re awake! I made you breakfast” he tilted his head towards the table. A beautiful stack of pancakes sat on the once empty place.

“Oh thank you so much!” I hugged him and I heard Chris scoff

I walked over and sat down. Chris pulled out the chair next to me and sat down. He smiled at me. Man he has a nice smile.

“Can i get a some sunny side up eggs too please” Chris said to collin

“You already had fruit and avocado toast” said collin rolling his eyes

“I need my protein” said Chris. Collin sighed and walked off “thanks bud!” Said Chris

I giggled

“Did you sleep well?” Chris asked leaning onto his elbows

“Uh yeah yeah I did”

“My bed is pretty soft huh?” Fuck “RDJ was saying the sheets are like Egyptian cotton or smth like that” of course it was his fucking bed

“Wait um nothing like…nothing happened right?”

“I don’t think I know what you mean” said Chris, the smirk on his face only grew

“You know?”

“No i don’t I think you are gonna need to be more specific”

Jesus “ok fine, did we have sex?” I asked

“No. No we didn’t, see that wasn’t that hard.” He was smiling. So impressed with himself. A few minutes later collin came in with a plate of scrambled eggs

“I asked for sunny side up”

“You get what you get and you don’t get upset, bud” collin said and walked off.

“Later we should go for a swim, it will help with the hangover” said Chris taking a bike of his eggs

“Sounds good!” I nodded and continued to eat my pancakes. I couldn’t get the idea out of my head now. Having sex with Chris. God, I needed to stop.

Pt. 4

#chris evens #captian america #chris evans series #chris evans x y/n #marvel #the stewardesse #chris evans angst #chris evans x reader #chris evans fluff #chris evans smut #steve rodgers x y/n #steve rogers

[babygirlbuckaroo]

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#i wanna write buck as a terrible person So Bad. but i’m too busy and already neglecting my fic for the big bang #i just can’t stop thinking about it today #a buck who is exceedingly selfish and manipulative and a liar and is actively fucking people over on purpose #like hes an absolute sweetheart to eddie and chris but is also really toxic and possessive about them #making himself absolutely indispensable to their lives so they can’t even think about leaving him #actively plotting against anyone who tries to ‘steal them’ from him #can’t decide how evil i’d make him. maybe capable of murder? i’m not sure #maddies the only one who knows how Evil he can be. eddie is starting to find out but he’s in too deep now it’s too late #also buck being toxic and possessive about bobby….. yeah yeah yeah #except unlike eddie bobby isn’t irreparably in love with him. so he starts investigating him and is horrified by what he finds #the absolute Horror settling into eddies bones when he learns about the things buck’s done #and the simultaneous realisation + certainty that there is nothing buck can do that would make eddie actually want to leave #the knowledge that eddie and chris are the only thing holding buck back from becoming a full on villain #the hope that by keeping him busy and giving him a nice family suburban life they can keep others safe from him #and the kinky smut potential oh my god #i Need it #ARGHHHH #i’m even giving it its own tag so i can come back to this in future: #evil buck #rambling

[hysteria-things]

MATT'S STREAM

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dom!chris x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you and chris’ relationship isn’t out to the public just yet. when he’s on stream with matt, you tease him.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: SMUT, swearing, teasing, dry humping, cock warming, degradation if you squint, p in v, semi-public (?)

ASSUME YOU'RE ON THE PILL!

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1,521

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: hiii i’m excited for this. let’s see how this goes :)

chris sits at his desk, spam clicking and smashing buttons on his keyboard. he talks to his brothers in his headset.

matt’s streaming on twitch right now, meaning that thousands of fans are watching the three of them play fortnite. you’ve been with chris for a few months, yet the fans have no idea. you both collectively agreed to keep your relationship out of the public eye.

hence why you are seated next to him out of frame, watching the stream go down. your eyes scan to his side profile. his brows furrow in concentration, his tongue sticking out as he focuses on the computer screen. you hear the boys scream in his headset, and he slams his hands onto his lap.

“damn.” he grunts out, glancing over at you for a moment and smiling.

“i’m gonna go to the bathroom.” he says into the mic before muting it and taking off his headset. he turns his face cam off and goes into the bathroom to do his business.

he comes out beats later, sitting back in the gaming chair, wiggling to get comfortable. you get up, which gains his attention. “you doing okay?” he asks.

“yeah. just need to stretch.”

before he could unmute his mic and turn the cam back on, you push the chair back slightly to have enough space to straddle his lap. he wraps his arms around your waist and welcomes you closer, kissing your collarbone. “they’re going to think i’m shitting.” he says jokingly.

your arms snake around his neck and you lean back to look at him. “say your camera broke.”

he smirks and puts back on his headset. “i’m back.” he starts. “for some reason, my camera is acting weird.”

“it’s all good. as long as we can still hear you.” matt’s voice replies.

the thin fabric you call panties rubs against his bulge through his red plaid pajama pants. you have a shirt on, one of chris’s FRESH LOVE t-shirts that covers you enough to look like a nightgown. a sensation tingles between your legs, and you start to move your hips slowly.

you hear chris groan, pressing a button on his keyboard. “what are you doing?” he asks sternly.

“i need to get comfortable.” you tease, rocking your hips harder. he opens his mouth to say something, but closes it and clicks unmute again.

you rest your head in the crook of his neck and continue to rock your hips, feeling him grow beneath you. he still talks to his brothers normally, but his performance on the game doesn’t look good.

“what the fuck is up with you, chris?” nick questions into the headphones.

“sorry,” he mumbles.

your hands find their way to the back of his neck and tug at his hair lightly. you breathe heavily to not make any noise since his mic is right next to your head. you don’t even notice your hips rutting and body tensing when you feel your release soak your underwear.

you exhale shakily, lifting your body and looking at the mess you made. there’s a wet stain on his pants on top of his hard-on. you don’t even have to look to know your underwear is ruined.

chris looks at you confused, before following your gaze. you go to get up but he grabs your hips and places you back to where you’re hovering over him. he unties his pants and pulls them down along with his boxers. he moves the mic away from his mouth, leaning toward your ear.

“don’t move or make a fucking sound,” he warns in a low tone you could barely hear.

he pushes your panties to the side and guides you down onto his cock, fighting off the hissing noise trying to escape your lips as he stretches you out tenderly and slowly. you and chris started having sex not long ago, but even after a few days without it, you had to readjust again.

this, however, is a first.

you guys never tried cock warming before. you felt so nervous. so excited. so full.

after multiple rounds of fortnite that felt like it lasted hours, your brain felt fuzzy despite not even doing anything. every time he talked, laughed, or celebrated a victory or loss, he’d thrust deep inside of you. and it drove you nuts.

you hear commotion on the other end of the headset. “fuck!” chris screams, jolting his hips further into you than at any other time. your eyes roll ever so slightly, mouth agape as your bottom lip grazes over his bare shoulder. it’s too late to take back the moan that came out of you.

chris’ hands make their way to your ass and squeeze hard, setting a reminder.

be quiet. right.

your patience becomes thinner and thinner, since it’s already been about thirty minutes. too desperate, you start to grind against him.

before he can do or say anything, you grab his mic and fist your hand over it so nobody can hear.

“please let me ride you. i promise i’ll be quiet.” you beg.

“so needy.” he sighs, taking your hand off of the mic and returning to the game.

rutting your hips forward, you start bouncing, your clit swollen from sitting still for so long without doing anything about it. you don’t know, but you could’ve sworn you heard chris groan.

too busy focusing to try to not make a sound by biting your lip, you hear sentences being scattered around from the boys.

“i don’t know, man.”

“this game sucks!”

“is your camera working yet?”

“no, sorry!”

little do they know, here you are, fucking yourself on your boyfriend’s dick like a bitch in heat.

you nuzzle your head in his neck and kiss a spot before biting down to stifle your pathetic sounds. chris hisses at the sudden contact and misses a kill, the other person killing him instead, costing them to lose.

“for fuck sake. chris, are you sure you’re okay?” matt asks in annoyance.

the tip of his cock brushes against your g-spot unexpectedly, forcing a whine out of you. “actually.” chris starts. “i don’t feel good, to be honest. i might log off for tonight.”

he quickly ends the discord call and shuts down his computer, stopping your movements. you look at him with glassy eyes, a frown portraying your face. he runs a finger up your spine before gripping onto your hair and yanking it, making you whimper. “first, you ruin my pants.”

he thrusts himself up into you, taking you by surprise with a gasp.

“then, you tease me.”

another thrust.

“now, you can’t follow simple fucking instructions.”

again.

a broken moan comes out of you, chris slapping your ass. “need me to fuck you so bad you can’t even wait two hours. instead, you get off by fucking yourself on my dick like your life depends on it. so pathetic.”

you whine of embarrassment, yet you don’t want this to stop.

“please.” you breathe out. “i’m sorry. please fuck me.”

with that, chris grabs your thigh with his free hand and starts plunging into you from below. his grip is still tight on your hair. you let out breathy moans left and right since each thrust takes the air out of your lungs. your eyes start prickling with tears from all of the built-up pleasure. “oh my— fucking— jesus— god.”

chris chuckles at your failed attempt to form a sentence. your moans transition into high-pitched squeals when he hits the angle that makes a knot form in your stomach. he releases his grip from your hair and moves it to your jaw, his hand that was on your thigh coming up to your mouth. he shoves in his middle and ring finger for you to suck on.

god, this felt good, and boy was it hot.

drool starts dribbling down your chin as you moan around his fingers and your eyes roll back. chris twitches inside you causing him to groan and take out his fingers, but your mouth still hangs open as unholy sounds come out of it. he releases your jaw and cups your ass with both hands.

“holy shit.” you whine. “i’m gonna cum.”

“let go, y/n. fuck you’re doing so good for me.”

because you certainly don’t have to be told twice, your whole body trembles and you fall forward. your hands cup the sides of his neck.

“i love you.” you moan into his neck as he continues thrusting to get to his release. “i love you so fucking much— jesus god.” you cry out when you feel chris filling you up.

he thrusts a few more times into your trembling body to get down from his high.

“look at me.” he says softly, bringing your head up to make eye contact. he smiles and kisses your lips. “i love you too, ma.”

when you come back to your senses you lift yourself off of him and stumble to his bed to sit down. chris pulls up his boxers and checks his phone that’s been blowing up on the desk in front of him.

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