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[capsicle-evans]

The Make Believe Ms Evans

Summary: A PR marriage between Y/N and Chris Evans has skyrocketed their careers but their sex lives has never been this low. Up until now.

Warnings: unprotected sex, swearing

Series Master Post

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

“What are you reading?” Chris raises one eyebrow, moving his attention away from Dodger to me.

“Nothin” I blush, sitting up in a straighter position.

“Sure and that’s why you’ve been whimpering and pressing your legs for the last 5 minutes” He rolls his eyes and before I can stop him, he snatches the book right out of my hands.

“Give it back, you dick” I try to retrieve it from his hands but he is so much stronger than me so he keeps me away with just one arm.

“Let’s see” He scans the pages as a grin spreads over his lips. “Oh we haven’t done that”

“Give me that” I manage to get my book back, giving him a dirty look before settling back down on the couch. “You are such a kid sometimes”

“Why are so so ashamed?” Chris frowns. “It’s not like we haven’t seen each other naked by now”

“I know” I blush as the mental picture of a naked Chris floods my mind. “It’s just… forget about it”

“Y/N” Chris’s frown deepens as he steps closer to me. “You have been eaten out, right?”

Why can the Earth just swallow me whole right now? Why must I go through this? I mean it’s not like it’s my fault, but still.

“Of course” I roll my eyes before placing the book over my face to block Chris stare. “Leave me alone”

I try to focus back on the story, the words of intimacy that lay before be sending warm waves through my body. I clench my thighs as the main character is being stimulated by her male counter part, her pussy being consumed by his mouth.

I jump a little in my spot when I feel a warm hand pushing up the hem of my dress. “What-?” I move my book away to look down where Chris lays in between my legs, his hands tugging at my underwear. I try to speak but the words get stuck at the back of my throat as my core gets exposed right on front of Chris’s face. “Chris” I try to grab his head to push him away but he shakes it off.

“Just relax” He looks up at me, his eyes turned a deep shade of stormy blue. “Read to me”

“What?” I pant as he connects his lips to my inner thigh. He points at my book with a little nod, darting his tongue out to taste the saltiness of my skin. “No, I want to-“

“Read to me or I’ll stop” He gives me a pointed look as he grabs both of my legs to drape them over his shoulders.

“Fine” I grunt before placing the book back in front of my face as Chris moves a couple of inches closer to my throbbing center. “I needed release” I start reading, feeling Chris’s breath fanning my pussy. “I needed Simon to let me reach it, but every time I got close, he’d pull away”

“I should do that with you” Chris grins against my skin before finally swiping his tongue between my folds. The new sensation pushes my legs together, smothering Chris closer to my pussy. “Keep reading, Y/N” Chris grunts against me before pulling my clit as he sucks on it.

“I can’t” I gasp as he spreads me open with his big hands. His tongue darts inside me forcing his chin to rub against me so his beard burns against my thighs. Chris looks up at me before removing his mouth from me.

“Be a fucking good girl and read” Chris bites into my thigh before reaching up to place the book back into my hands. “Or I won’t eat you, bunny”

The pet name makes me blush so I grab the book to hide my face. Smiling up, Chris moves back to his mission. This time he spreads my fold, my puss glistening and blushing under his gaze. A sudden embarrassment takes over me so I focus on the words in front of me. “His mouth is demanding and savoring my core” as I say this, Chris’s tongue tortures my clitoris, his fingers digging into my skin. I drop the book again so my hands can fly to his hair, digging in between his golden locks.

“The bo-“

“Shut up” I push his head against me, muffling his words. I can feel him grinning against me as he intensifies his swipes across my pussy, focusing on my clitoris every once in a while.

“Do you like this?” Chris’s raspy voice breaks through my moans. “God you make the best sounds”

“Chris” I moan his name as he starts fucking me with is tongue and his thumb massages my bud. “I’m so close”

“Yeah, cum over my tongue, bunny” Chris replaces his thumb with his lips and his index fingers starts fucking my pussy, thrusting hard into me. “I want to feel you clench around my finger”

I feel the pressure building, the need for release making me shudder against his touch. I pull on his hair, the waves of pleasure rising as he laps at my lips and when he adds a second finger, I’m a goner.

“Fuck fuck fuck” I pant, shaking under him as I my release rides away under his mouth. I’m trashing under him so Chris grabs my hips, pinning me down.

“God I want to be inside you” Chris holds himself up as he undoes his pants. His dick springs out, wanting to join the action.

“Please, Chris” I grab his white shirt, pulling him down to me. “Fuck me”

“Your wish is my command” He plants a quick kiss before plunging inside of me. “Damn, you feel so good around me. So tight and wet”

“You stretch me so good, Daddy” I moan out and suddenly Chris goes stiff over me. My hands fly to my mouth, realizing the words that just came out of me. “Shit sorry”

Chris eyes are almost black, his chest heaving and the vein on his neck pulsing. “Say it again”

Fuck. I grab his neck so our foreheads are touching. “Make me cum again, Daddy” I whine against his lips as his hand wraps around my neck, gripping just enough.

“You like that?” Chris starts entering me faster and harder, pressing down on my neck to gain stability. “Open up, baby girl”

His thumb tugs at my lips so I make an O shape with my mouth. Pulling me closer by the neck, Chris spits in my mouth. I lick my lips close and guide his face to the crook of my neck. “I’m so close, so close”

Chris bites into my collarbone as his hips roll faster before becoming sloppy and erratic. “I’m cummin, fuck” Chris moans hard as I feel him spilling inside of me.

His orgasm and moans send me over the edge once again. My nails ding into his back as the waves of pleasure consume my every senses.

Sex was always okay with my exes, my vibrator achieving more than they ever did. Until Chris. He fucks me up so good, I always end up wrecked, exhausted and destroyed.

Chris pulls out from inside of me but makes no intention of getting off me, his cum dripping along my thighs. “Move” I laugh as he rests his head over my boobs.

“Give me a minute, woman” He sasses me. “If I move, I might pass out”

“Ugh fine” I roll my eyes, throwing my arm over my face.

I can feel his chest rising and falling over mine, his shallow breaths colliding with my covered nipple. Too focused on his heaving chest, my eyes begin to drift off, my eyelids getting too heavy to keep them open. And the last thing I can remember is a sigh that passes through Chris’s lips.

***

My dry mouth slowly wakes me up, the urge for a glass of water strong in the back of my throat. My eyes flutter open and it takes me a couple of seconds to adjust to the darkness. I rub my eyes to remove the sleep that still holds on, the clock on the wall flashing 2:00 am. Fuck, last time I remember, it was 8:47 pm, right after Chris and I had dinner. Chris.

My head snaps to my chest as a golden mane rests peacefully over my chest. Chris is still deep into his sleep so I try not to wake him up but I need to get out of here. As a small woman, a very tall man laying over me is not really good for my blood flow. I can tell my legs are almost numb from being under him. I try to push him softly on his side so that I can roll away and leave him sleeping here.

“Mm” Chris purrs against my skin, his ocean eyes blinking open slowly.

“Sorry” I whisper, placing my hand over his shoulder blade. “I just need some water”

“Yeah sure” Chris straightens up and I can feel the stickiness he left behind over.

“Okay, and a shower as well” I laugh as I move towards the kitchen, Chris following close behind.

“And is there room for me?” He gives me puppy eyes as I fill my glass up with water.

“Hm that depends” I pretend to think as I bring the glass up to my lips. “Are you going to behave?”

Chris walks to stand behind me, his hands immediately reaching for my hips. He dips his head down to nuzzle my neck. “No, I won’t”

Chris pushes my hips back against his erection as his free hand takes purchase of my nipple. “You know what drives me crazy?”

“What?” I barely speak as his tongue savors the skin behind my ear.

“The way you look right after I’ve fucked you” His other hand hides under the hem of my shorts, softly massaging my entrance over my panties. “Your face right after your orgasm is so fucking hot, your mouth all swollen up and red and so so tempting”

“Chris” I gasp, gripping the edge of the kitchen counter as Chris’ index finger dips inside of me.

“Yes, how you moan my name also makes my pants explote” He adds a second finger in, forcing my head to fall back against his chest. “I also love it when you were sun dresses and you bend down and I get to look at your perfect ass”

With that, Chris slaps my butt cheek, sending shivers straight to my core. “You know how many times I touched myself with that imagine in my mind? How I pictured you riding me reverse cowgirl, your ass slamming against my skin?”

“I need you Chris” I manage to speak, my eyes closed as my hips follow the rhythm of his hand.

“Come here” Chris spins me around to pick me up. “Wrap your legs around me, bunny”

With me in his arms, Chris walks us to the shower in his bathroom. I take my time to ravage his neck with my mouth, earning moans and praises when I dig my teeth softly in his skin

“If you don’t stop, we are not gonna make it to the shower”

Chris puts me down so he can turn the water on and let if warm up to us. “Off with those clothes”

“So impatient” I grin, pulling down my shorts, revealing my damp red panties.

“You are so fucking hot” Chris admires me as I remove the rest of my clothes. “Really why didn’t we start this sooner?”

“Don’t know, but now we have all the time in the world” I pull him down by the neck to meet my lips. I grab the hem of his shirt to pull it over his head. His pants come off soon after and he guides me into the shower, the hot water steaming up the entire room.

“Come here” Chris hugs my waist and pulls me under the shower head, water splashing us.

“Last time I saw you here” I grin, gripping his arm muscles. “You were pleasuring yourself”

“Really?” He grins, blush straining his cheeks. “Do you want to know what I was thinking about?”

“What?” I bite my bottom lip.

“You in that pink night gown” Chris presses his hip against me, his tip tickling my belly. “And how much I wanted to take it off and fuck you so hard”

“Chris” I breath out, my pussy clenching at his words. “Show me”

***

“What the fuck?” A loud shrink wakes me up, making me jump on my spot. “WHAT THE FUCK?”

I look at the door when Polly and Claire have their mouths wide open and staring back at me.

“Can you two shut up?” I groan, letting by head fall back into the pillow.

“Please” Chris whines behind me and that’s when I realize what is happening.

I fell asleep on Chris’ bed. After sex. He is naked. I’m naked. Claire and Polly are here. Fuck.

“Like Hell” Claire replies to me. “Can you guys fucking explain?”

“Do you want me to explain to you how I fucked my wife?” Chris rolls his eyes as he pulls away from me, still holding on to the bed spread.

“I think I’m having a fucking seizure” Polly brings her hand up to her head. “I’m about to have an aneurysm”

“Stop being so dramatic” I roll my eyes, reaching for a towel thats on the floor near my side of the bed. “You guys should be delighted”

“With the two of you, we never know” Claire shakes her head before tossing Chris his pants from the floor. “Get ready. You’ll explain later. Your stylists are here to get you ready for the event”

Agh of course, the fundraiser for the Children’s Hospital.

“Fine, be down in five” I wave them off as I move pass them towards my room.

“No funny business” Polly points at the two of us.

“As if I last 5 minutes” I hear Chris reply and then a loud thud. Probably some shoe aimed towards Chris.

And the rest of the morning is spent with people running around doing my hair and makeup, Chris trying on different suits and Polly and Claire staring at us like we grew a second head.

I can tell they want to grill us with questions but every time they try to approach the subject, someone else walks into the room and they have to turn their attention to something else. It’s not until we are all seated at out assigned table at the event that Polly finally breaks the silence.

“So how long?” She asks us, her voice un almost a whisper to not gain any attention.

“The day after the premiere” Chris replies, bringing his whiskey up to his lips.

“Ok not that long then” Claire nods. “Should we be concern?”

“Because I’m having sex with my wife?” Chris asks and I almost choke on a piece of cheese. “No, I don’t think so”

“You guys hated each other less than two weeks ago” Claire places her hands on the table, leaning forward so that only us can hear. “If this goes wrong I can only imagine how hard it’s gonna be for us”

“Relax” I roll my eyes, leaning back into my chair. “We are adults, we know what we are doing”

“That does nothing to calm me” Polly shakes her head. “But if there’s one thing I know about you two is that you never make our jobs any easier”

“Can we please just drop it?” Chris sounds more irritated now. “We are married, as you have made emphasis on for the last four months, we are getting along. Leave it alone”

“Fine” Polly slumps back down on her chair. “I just don’t even have the energy for this”

“Great” Chris nods before turning to me. “I’m gonna go say hi to some friends, do you want to come?”

“No, it’s okay” I wave him off. “I actually wanna see the garden so I’ll go for a walk”

“I can join you if you want” Chris offers but I know he hasn’t seen his friends in a while.

“No, it’s okay” I smile at him. “I saw Ana de Armas a couple of minutes ago, I’ll ask her to keep me company” Ana and I became really good friends on set whenever I had to pay a visit to my beloved husband.

“Kay” Chris stands before placing a kiss on my cheek. “See ya in a bit”

I follow him until he disappears from my view and my eyes fall back to the two ladies in front of me. “Stop fucking staring”

“It’s just so fucking weird honestly” Polly shakes her head before bringing her glass of wine up to her lips. “I’m gonna need more of this honestly”

“Fine whatever, I’m gonna go for a walk” I grab my clutch and walk away from the table.

I look around the beautiful garden to decide what to do. I spot Ana deep in a conversation with someone so I decide better not to step into their conversation. I decide to check out the paintings that are being displayed for the fundraiser. Most of them are floral themed and filled with pastel colors and soft drawings.

“Do you like it?” A deep voice startles me as I’m gazing closely up at a painting. “Sorry didn’t mean to scare you”

“It’s okay” I wave him off before turning my attention back to the painting. “Yeah, it’s gorgeous”

“Good, cuz I painted it” He beams at me proudly. “Jaques, nice to meet you”

“Y/N, like wise” I extend my hand to shake it but he grabs it and brings it up to his lips. I pull it back quickly as I feel my cheeks go warm “You must be proud of your work”

“Very much so” He steps a bit closer to me. “And tell me Y/N, do you paint?”

“No no” I chuckle, grasping my glass of wine with both of my hands. “I always wanted to but never got around to doing something about it”

“What a shame” He gives me a side smile. “I’m pretty sure someone as beautiful as you would only creat art just as beautiful”

I feel myself physically cringing but I try not to be rude so I just smile.

“I could give you some lessons” He steps closer, his hand reaching for my elbow to pull me closer. “We could meet and I could show you everything you need”

Before I can open my mouth or step away from him, I feel a big hand wrap around my waist and pull me away hard until I’m pushed into someone’s chest. I look up to find Chris with his eyes set hard over Jaques. “Chris?” My voice comes out squeezed as he presses me against his side. Chris manages to peel his eyes away from Jaques to look down at me.

“Hi, Bunny” He winks down at me before leaning down to connect our lips in a kiss that anyone would consider inappropriate in public. He finally pulls away to look back to Jaques. “Am I interrupting anything?”

“No, I was just telling Y/N that I could give her some painting le-”

“Ms. Evans” Chris interrupts Jaques and I feel my cheeks burning but my pussy as well. Fuck who knew possessive Chris was such a turn on.

“What?” Jaques almost stumbles with his words.

“She is Ms. Evans to you” Chris makes emphasis on this by showing up his ring. “And about those painting classes, I don’t think they’ll be necessary. If she wants to we can get her another teacher. Now if you excuse us, my wife and I have somewhere to be”

Chris doesn’t even let Jaques form a reply before he is turning us away. “There was no need to be rude” I try to glare at Chris but his eyes look so stormed up that my words come out in breaths.

“There was no need for him to touch you” Chris guides me towards some stairs that lead to the foyer of the mansion where event is being held.

“Where are we going?” I frown when I notice Chris is moving us towards a hallway.

“To teach you some lessons, not painting ones” He pushes me into a room before locking the door behind us. “But a lesson nonetheless”

I moan as he pushes himself against me and his mouth takes over mine. “Chris, someone could hear us”

“Better, then”

***

“Look, our first sex scandal” I grin as I show Chris the pictures someone manage to snap of us going inside the manor and then walking back out with my hair a little undone and Chris’ shirt poorly button up.

“Claire and Polly must be thrilled” He grins as I flop down next to him on his bed.

“I think they actually were” I laugh as I show them the text that they sent me. “Everyone is talking about us and all those rumors of divorce seem to be a thing of the past”

“Good” Chris smiles down at me before looking down through my night gown at the hickey he left right over my left boob. “Sorry about that”

“It’s nothing” I wave him off. “I’m just wearing turtle necks until next week I guess”

“Uh, it’s a shame no one is going to see my work of art” He grins, pulling me by the waist so that I’m pressing up against him.

“Oh no mister” I laugh, pressing my hands against his chest to push back away from him but his grip is tighter. “I’m all sore, you need to let me rest”

“Fine” He rolls his eyes but he doesn’t let ho of me.

His blue eyes stare down into mine and suddenly I feel my throat dry up. His eyes flicker between mine and my lips before he leans in to touch my forehead with his.

“Chris” I breath out, my heart going a haywire as he nuzzles my nose with his. “I should probably go to my room”

“Y/N” Chris covers my neck softly with his hand to connect our lips for a brief kiss. “Stay”

“I have my room” I reach for his hand with mine but don’t pull away. “We have separate rooms for a reason”

“I don’t think I remember that reason anymore” He grins against my lips before moving his lips down to my neck. I expect him to tease me there but he just stays there and pulls me hard against his chest. “Stay”

“Okay”

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Hi i know it’s been forever but I kinda got stuck. I have proofread it so sorry for the mistakes

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[capsicle-evans]

The Make Believe Ms Evans

Chris Evans x Reader

Summary: A PR marriage between Y/N and Chris Evans has skyrocketed their careers but their sex lives has never been this low. Up until now.

Warnings: unprotected sex, swearing

Series Master Post

Part 1, Part 2

“Jesus fucking Christ, can you hurry the fuck up?” I slam on the bathroom door. We should’ve been out the door like 5 minutes ago. “What is taking you so long?”

Chris yanks the door open, an exasperated look on his face. “Can you stop screaming like a fucking banshee?”

“We are going to be late, you idiot” I glare at him as he starts placing the buttons of his shirt in place.

Chris is in the promotional tour of his new movie so Polly secured an interview with Jimmy Kimmel because that’s always a success. “Shut up and just help me with the tie, Y/N” Chris rolls his eyes and steps back so that I can move between him and the bathroom counter.

“Fucking man child” I groan as I bring my hands up to his neck, placing the tie neatly around his neck. “One would think you would know by now how to do this”

“Stop complaining” Chris grins as he stretches his hands to grab my thigh. He pushes his hand under my dress, slowly making his way up my skin.

“What are you doing?” I look down, my hands forgetting about his tie and moving to his hand.

“Shut up” Chris stops my hands, pinning them behind my back with ease with just one of his hands. The other removes the half done tie around his neck. “Don’t fight me, Y/N”

Before I can ask again what he is doing, he ties both of my hands and brings up my skirt. “Stop, Polly and Claire could be here any minute now”

“Y/N, please for once in your life” Chris pulls down my panties before stepping back enough to release his member from his pants. “Shut up”

I want to fight him. God knows how much I want to fight back. But I want to fuck him more.

“Open up” Chris orders me as his thumb tugs at my bottom lip. When I do so, he pushes his index finger into my mouth, hard against my tongue. I wrap my lips around his finger, bobbing my head back and forth. “Such a good girl”

I feel my pussy clench at the praise so I push my hips forward, the tip of his dick gliding against my stomach.

“So eager” Chris groans before removing his finger from my mouth. He grabs my hip with the other hand to pull me closer as the his finger dips down into my throbbing pussy. “God, so wet” Chris moans against my ear as he lets his head rest in my shoulder.

I bite into his neck as he pumps hard and fast into me, me legs shaking under me. “Are you ready for me?”

“Mhm” I whine. Chris pulls his finger out and lines himself into my entrance, the head of his cock getting coaxed with my juices. Before I can complain, he pushes himself into me in one swift motion. My head falls back at the sudden feeling of fullness and the sting that rips my walls.

Chris grabs my ass to use as leverage to pump faster into me. I twist around, trying to touch him but the tie behind my back restricting my every move. “Release me”

“Be a good girl and stay still, Y/N” Chris shakes his head and brings one of my legs up around his waist to have a better access into me.

I start to whimper against his hear as hi dips one finger in between our bodies to massage my clitoris. I’m about to moan when we here the door of our room slam shut. “Y/N? Chris? We are running late” Polly calls out from the outside of the bathroom so Chris quickly places his hand over my mouth to stop any illicit sound. I wait for him to stop but his movements are still persistent and hard, in fact he only gains speed.

“In a sec” Chris shouts back and goes back to rubbing my clit. I feel the pressure in me almost reaching its peak so I bite into his hand to stop myself from screaming. “Just finishing up”

“Do you know where’s Y/N?” Polly asks back.

“Probably at the bar or something” Chris grabs both of my legs so that I’m wrapped around him and the new angle sends me over the edge. My eyes roll back and I start shaking against Chris as the waves of pleasure take over my every senses. “You should go check”

I don’t catch the rest of the conversation, my mind still spinning from my orgasm and Chris’ dick still inside of me as he looks for his release.

“I’m so close” Chris hides his face in my neck to muffle his moans. It only takes a few more pumps into me and then I feel the warmth of Chris’s cum coaxing my walls. Thank god I’m on the pill because the sensation of being filled up is so hot it almost pushes me to my edge again.

“Give me a sec” Chris pulls out and I feel his cum dripping down my legs. He pulls a towel from the rack and cleans me up before doing the same with himself. “All done”

“Care to release me?” I race my eyebrow at him. Chris chuckles, totally forgetting that he had me tied back.

“There you go” He removes his tie only to place it smoothly back in his neck. He zips his pants back and reapplies his cologne before turning back at me. I’m still collecting myself from my orgasm so I just lay back on the counter. “Hurry up, are are going to me late”

He ducks just in time to miss the hair brush that was headed straight for his head.

***

“So Chris” Jimmy taps his fingers a long the wooden table in front of him. “You brought your lovely wife with you this time”

“Yeah” Chris smiles, turning his face towards the audience. “She is my support system and I wanted to have her with me here”

“We haven’t seen much of you two since you guys got married” Jimmy gives him a raised eyebrow and and I can feel Polly tense next to me as we watch from a VIP section of the audience.

“I mean you said it yourself, Jimmy” Chris brings up his hand to his jaw, a wicked smirk on his face. “We just got married, we don’t leave the house much”

My cheeks burn hot as the camera pans to me, the room erupting with teasing screams. I shake my head, laughing as Jimmy calls out my blush. “You are gonna get in trouble for that one, Mister”

“I hope so” Chris nods his head at Jimmy, hyping the crowd even more. He laughs before waving his hands up. “I need to stop pushing my luck here”

“Yeah, that’s a wise decision” Jimmy chuckles before turning towards you. “Y/N, please go easy on him”

“I’ll try, Jimmy, I’ll try” I give him a cheeky smile. “I make no promises tho”

***

“It’s nice to see you get along” Claire breaks the silence as we drive through the city of New York. The car zooms through the busy streets and the crowded sidewalks, the city lights brightening the sky. “Chris, you did good today”

“Yeah it’s nice to see you not at each other’s throat” Polly adds as she types away on her phone.

Chris leans in to whisper in my ear. “I mean I did have you by the throat yesterday” His voice sends shivers down my spine as it bring back memories of the eventful morning we had before we went to the airport.

“What’s that?” Polly looks up, thinking Chris was talking to her.

“Nothing” He leans back away from me. “Just talking to myself”

“Are you sure you don’t want to join us for dinner?” Claire turns to me as the driver pulls up outside our hotel.

“Yeah, I’m just gonna get room service and head to bed” I give her a reassuring smile as Chris opens up the car door, the flashes going off immediately. “But you two enjoy your night out”

Chris steps out, stretching his arm to help me out of the car. His arm goes around me to guide into the hotel, making sure that the paps aren’t to close to us.

“is it true you are getting a divorce?” one paparazzi asks me as he steps right in front of me. If it weren’t for Chris’s arm around me, I would’ve tripped as I bumped against the unknown man.

“Hey, stay the hell away from her” Chris pulls me tight against his chest as I try to squeeze around the crowd of people. Our bodyguards start pushing people away, making way for us to run into the hotel lobby.

“You okay?” Chris pants as we are finally inside.

“Yeah, just scratched myself a little against his camera, that’s all” I check my arm as 2 lines start forming over my skin, just a bid of blood making its way to the surface. “Ill be fine”

“Let’s just get to our room” Chris nods, grabbing my hand as he notices that everyone in the lobby is looking at us. “Honey”

I try to swallow down the laugh that wants to erupt from my chest. “God you are si stiff” I whisper only for him to hear.

“Oh shut up” He grins, not looking down at me as we head for the elevator.

Once inside, just the two of us, Chris release my hand and puts his into his pockets. “So what do you want for dinner?”

“I don’t know” I twist my mouth. “Not that hungry really”

“How about some wine and cheese platter?” Chris asks. “I saw one on the menu last night”

“Yeah, i think that would be nice” I nod as the elevator dings, signaling we’ve reached our floor.

We walk in silence towards our shared suite, only the clacking of our shoes breaking through the silence that rules over the hallway. One we’ve reached our door, Chris places his card on the reader and holds the door open for me. “Why don’t you go change and I’ll order the food”

“Thank you” I give his chest a soft pat before walking to the bathroom.

Since we cannot get away with having different rooms book for us, I usually sleep on the bed and Chris takes the fold up bed or just crashes on the couch.

I strip out of my jumpsuit, hills tossed somewhere in my room. “White or red?” Chris pops his head through the door as he pushes the phone away from his lips.

“Red” I turn to him as unhook my bra and let it fall to the floor.

“Jesus christ” Chris rubs his hand through his arm as his eyes fall down to my naked chest. “Please just knock and leave the food outside. We might be busy”

“Christopher” I blush as the poor lady at the end of the phone gets mortified by Chris. “Don’t say that”

“Why?” He grins as he tosses the phone somewhere in my bed before stepping in the bathroom. “Did I lie?”

“I mean no but-“ My mind betrays me as I follow the movement of his hands.l, unbuttoning his shirt.

“Maybe we don’t need food tonight” Once done with his shirt, his hands move to my hips, pulling me to him. “We can just eat each other”

“Chris I-“ I try to fight him but his lips come down to my neck, his tongue darting out to taste the saltiness of my skin.

“What do you think?” Chris whisper hot against my ear. “Don’t you want me to fuck you against the counter? Just like this morning?”

I try to answer but when his fingers pinch at my nipple, any thought I had, just went out the window.

***

“Favorite place to be?” I ask Chris as I press a green grape against my bottom lip.

“Mhm” He brings his glass down from his lip. “I love Boston, my whole family is there”

“Besides Boston” I roll my eyes. Everyone knows Chris loves Boston. When we got married, his only request was that Boston remain as our principal house, my house in LA just to be used for when we had to be there for the job.

Chris scratches at his beard, thinking deeply. “Venice, I think”

“Really?” I beam. “I want to go there sometime. Amsterdam, too”

“You’ve never been there?” Chris asks, slowly moving his glass in circles.

“Nope” I shake my head. “I didn’t have the money before and now I don’t have the time”

“Yeah, I get that” He nods his head before bringing his glass back up to his lips. We stay in the comfort of our silence.

I feel weird when it’s just Chris and I. Well, when we are not fucking. We are used to just fighting each other, and now, having sex. Small talk isn’t really our strongest side.

I’m about to excuse myself when Chris breaks the silence. “Why did you agree?”

“On what?” I look back at him but his eyes are fixated on the bottle in front of him.

“To marry me” His eyes snap back at me. “To do the whole fake thing”

“I-I” I stutter a bit, his question catching me off guard. “I mean Claire sold me on the whole ‘it’s whats best for your career’ thing, so I agreed, I guess”

“Do you ever regret it?” He follows up his question, never taking his eyes away from me.

Where the hell is this coming from? We’ve never discussed this topic so openly. “Do you?” I sit up straighter, not longer feeling comfortable in my sprawled position.

“No” He answers immediately. “To be honest I didn’t care much about it”

“Then why are you asking me all of this?” I move to place the glass of wine over the coffee table.

“I’m in my 40s, if anything, marrying you got people off my back” He finally shifts his focus to the bottle of wine, probably feeling a bit uncomfortable with the way my eyes are scanning his every move. “Every time I had an interview, all they wanted to talk about was if I was planning on settling down, having kids and what not”

“But now they ask about me” I frown, not really seeing the difference.

“But because they want in in the gossip, no longer out of expectations” He sighs, chugging the rest of his wine. “But you are young, you… You could have anything you wanted, whoever you wanted. Why settle for this?”

“I’m not settling, Chris” I turn my body to face him, his side profile greeting me. “Shit, we might not be a happy lovely marriage but we respect each other, I, at least, admire your work. And yeah we used to fight a lot but I’ve always known that if I need a favor, I can count on you. That’s a lot more than what other people have”

“Yeah, I guess” Chris finally looks back into my eyes, a softer gaze taking over his eyes. “But don’t you ever want to go to go out with guys your age or something?”

“Chris, I’ve dated people before” I chuckled. “And trust me, you’ve given me more orgasms in the last 48 hours than they ever did”

Chris tries to hold back the grin on his face but fails miserably when I give him a little shove. “Don’t let it get to your ego, grandpa”

“I make no promises” Chris smirks, grabbing a hold of my thigh.

“Oh no, mister” I push his hand away, standing up and away from him. “You are going to leave me all sore! Give me a break”

“Fine” He rolls his eyes at me before also standing up. “In that case, leave. You are taking up my bed”

“Good night, grandpa” I pat his chest before turning around. “Make sure you get a good sleep, we don’t want you all grumpy in the morning”

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The Make Believe Ms. Evans: Part 1

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The Make Believe Ms Evans

Chris Evans x Reader

Summary: A PR marriage between Y/N and Chris Evans has skyrocketed their careers but their sex lives has never been this low. Up until now.

Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, ass play, swearing.

Part 1

“Stay still” Marina, my make up artist warns me as she applies my eyeliner. “Can’t fuck this up now”

“Claire would probably murder you” I grin as I feel the weight of Marina’s hand on my cheekbone. “Did you know that you make funny faces when you are doing my make up?”

“It’s my concentration face” She winks at me before setting the pen on the table. “There, all done”

“Just in time” I whisper as Claire enters the bathroom, a stern look on her face.

“Y/N, can you join us in the living room, please?” Claire, my publicist, asks me.

“Depends” I twist my mouth to the side. “Am I getting lectured?”

“Depends” She gives me the same look I just gave her. “Are you going to comply?”

“Ugh, fine I’ll join you” I roll my eyes, standing up from my makeup chair. “You know, you need to stop being so grumpy all the time. It’s not good for your health”

“Yeah well that’s what working for you gets me” She turns around, guiding me towards the living area of the suite.

I grab the train of my dress before following her steps, making sure not to step over the hem. As soon as I enter the space, I notice Chris standing in front of the mirror, his eyes fixated on his tie, completely oblivious of my presence. I walk pass him, towards the chair next to the window, sitting down gracefully just to make sure my dress remains intact.

“I’m here” Polly appears from the adjacent room, a lot of papers in her hand and her phone between her ear and her shoulder. “Gotta go, call you later”

I take a couple of seconds to look at Chris, his black suit and black shirt hugging his entire frame. I turn my eyes to Polly before Chris can look back. “What’s going on?”

“What the fuck is going on with you two?” Polly asks as she places her phone down over the coffee table. “And why is this the fifth call I receive today about you two?”

“Don’t know what you’re talking about” I pout, reaching for a chocolate truffle but setting it down after thinking of the mess I might make of my dress.

“Well, enews is asking if you guys are getting a divorce, people magazine is asking me who cheated” Claire snarks back at me.

“Well, we know the answer to that one” I smile sarcastically.

“Seriously, Y/N? You’re still on that shit?” Chris rolls his eyes, running his hand through his hair.

“What? She asked and it’s not like I actually care” I tell him before turning back to Claire and Polly. “But for real, what’s up with the questions? We haven’t done anything”

“Yeah, that’s the problem, you two don’t look at each other or even talk to each other during events and people are starting to notice it” Polly says as she takes a seat across from me. “Guys, we know this wasn’t a love match but for fuck’s sake, you guys are actors, try to pretend at least”

Chris and I got married about 4 months ago after a lot of campaigning on Polly and Claire’s part. Every since Chris and I did a movie together two years ago, our fame skyrocketed and our teams thought that it would be a great idea if we dated. Or at least we pretended to. But in reality, we hated each other but apparently that’s what our movie needed since it was an enemys to lovers story. Fans went batshit crazy after a picture of Chris leaving my apartment at 3 am went viral. Truth was, he was there to apologize after a massive fallout we had during shooting. So we pretended to date and our relationship became like crack for the fans. It only took a couple of months before they were selling us the idea of marriage and only an idiot would deny the good press that our relationship brought to our careers, so we agreed.

“She basically chops my hand off as soon as I even try to step close to her” Chris waves his hand at me. “Take it up with her”

“Nice, put the blame on me” I chuckle. “Fucking prick”

“See, this has to stop if you guys don’t want to end up doing lifetime movies for the rest of your lives” Claire glares at us accusingly.

“If I’ll put me out of this misery” I exhale loudly but soon stop when Claire gives me a stern look. “Kidding”

“Guys, please” Polly sighs. “We know this situation is not ideal but I need you guys to cooperate”

“Fine” I shrug. “We’ll be more lovey doveys with each other”

“Chris?” Polly looks up at him with pleading eyes.

“It’s not like I have a choice” Chris turns to me. “No offense”

“I’d have to care in order for it to offend me” I snark back before turning to Claire. “Sorry, from now on I’ll be a good wifey”

“God help us all” Polly looks up at the ceiling as if God can give her any guidance.

***

The limo pulls up right at the edge of the red carpet, flashes and shouts already making me feel anxious. Chris opens up the door from his side and steps out, waving immediately at the people who have turned their attention to our car. He turns to give me a hand, his free hand reaching for the train of my dress.

“Thank you” I whisper as he bends down to spread the train nicely so it can be appreciated in its full glory.

“That’s what lovey dovey husbands do” Chris grins as he places a hand just above my butt cheek. “Try not to chop off my hand”

“Try not to tempt me” I say with a tight smile in my lips.

Chris guides me towards the red carpet, our names being shouted from every angle. With his left hand still on my back, he pulls to his side to pose for some pictures. He then turns to me, leaning in to whisper something in my ear. “Pretend I just said something funny”

“That’s hard since I don’t have a point of reference” I pretend to giggle as Chris hand pinches my skin. “Jerk”

“See, that’s why we make a lovely couple” He grins down at me, his lips pressed against my temple. “We are both assholes”

“Chris, Y/N” A pap calls our attention “look over here”

We keep posing for a couple of minutes, every once in a while looking at each other and giving a fake smile. After a while, Polly and Claire guide us to the inside of the theater where Chris’ movie is premiering. It’s about a war veteran who comes after being presumed dead. It was a heavy movie and it took a big toll on Chris but it all payed off because people where even mentioning his name along the word “oscar”.

Half way through the movie, after crying a bit over a really hard scene, an almost naked Chris came on the screen, and there was a bunch of gasps heard around the room. Chris looks good, no one could deny it, but this scene in particular really made it difficult for me to not gape at him. It was really intimate and sexy, and it focused on him going down on his estranged wife.

My hands went to the armrests, gripping a bit as Chris’ mouth hid between his costars legs. Every since we started the agreement, there was no one else. At least on my part. Mostly to avoid gossip. That meant that my sex life was basically non existent, unless anyone counted the vibrator in my bedside table.

A couple of eyes turned to my direction, hoping to see a reaction from me as I watch my husband be so intimate with another woman. I fidget a little in my seat, a warm feeling setting over my abdomen as I listen to Chris’ moans over the speakers. I need sex. Not with Chris, obviously. Just sex.

“Stop moving” Chris grunts, placing a hand over my shaking thigh. His palm is hot against my skin, making me gulp.

“Get your hand off me” I grit my teeth, trying hard not to push his hand away.

“You are moving like a worm and it’s distracting me” Chris looks down at me before taking his hand away.

“Sorry, the dress is too tight” I lie. I don’t want him to think that this is about him.

“Whatever, just stop squirming” He almost grins when I send him a death glare. “Childish”

“Idiot” I call him through my teeth.

“Both of you shut up before someone else listens” Polly pokes her head from Chris’ side, giving both of us a pointed look.

I huff before settling my back against my chair. Thankfully, the scene is over and my skin has stopped tingling. I manage to put my attention back into the movie, tears forming every once in a while. Soon after, the credits are rolling and everyone is on their feet, clapping at the whole crew.

I stand up and clap along before Claire softly pushes me to Chris’ side. Biting the inside of my lip, I wrap my arm around his waistline and look up, faking a smile. “Pretend that I just said something sweet” I whisper only form him to hear.

“That’s hard since I don’t have a point of reference” Chris grins, throwing my words back at me. “But I’ll try”

***

“God she is so pretty” I cry as I stare up at Taylor Swift as she walks around the room. Every since it was announce that she was going to be in the movie soundtrack, I nearly fainted.

“Stop being a creep” Chris gives me a weird look before going back to his whiskey.

After the movie was over, we traveled to the after party to loosen up a bit more and enjoy the cool LA night. I switched my dress before arriving, opting for a short black dress.

“Can you leave me alone? Please?” I try to not to make a face in case anyone is watching.

“Trust me, there’s nothing that I want more than to be away from you” Chris says, still holding his glass to his lips.

“You’d rather be with her?” I ask, reaching for my vodka soda.

“Seriously? Are we going there?” I can see the anger in his hands as it grips the glass. “Nothing happened”

About a month after the wedding, I started receiving texts and screenshots from one of Chris’ costars on a film. They were from a conversation between her and Chris and about how they couldn’t wait to be alone and fuck each other’s brains off. I obviously never cared about it out of jealousy but out of anger because he was making me look like an idiot. Claire and Polly had to intervene, so, after she got a deal on a movie thanks to them, the messages stopped coming.

“Whatever” I roll my eyes before going back to looking around the room. “At least she was pretty, I would actually murder you if you cheated on me with an ugly person”

“I didn’t cheat” He exhales harshly, really annoyed with me.

“Glad to see you are not biting each other’s heads off” Claire joins us at the VIP table, a glass of white wine in her hand.

“Come back in 5 minutes and we’ll see” I give her a sarcastic smile. “It’s really tempting”

“Maybe you should fuck the anger away” Polly smirks as she sits next to Claire.

I immediately tense up, remembering that scene from the movie. “I’d rather shave my entire hair and eat it before doing that”

Chris laughs, clearly amused by my comment. “And they say romance is dead”

“When it comes to this relationship, they are right” I flop back down on the couch. “Anyways, enough about our wonderful marriage. I want to dance or do something fun for once”

“Let’s go” Chris stands up, stretching his hand to me. I stare at his hand for a couple of seconds. “Before I change my mind”

“You want to dance with me?” I blink up at him.

“That’s what couples do, Y/N” Chris rolls his eyes before reaching for my hand and forcing my to stand up.

“So romantic” Polly teases, earning a giggle from Claire.

“Oh shut up” I glare at them before following Chris to where there are some people dancing.

Taylor has been singing for a while now, the tunes of Dress starting to slither through the speakers. Chris pulls me against his chest, his hand landing on the curve between my ass and my back. People start to turn their attention to us.

“People are staring” I whisper against his jacket.

“Ignore them” Chris whispers against my ears. “Just remember you have to look like a madly in love wife”

“Yeah, because that’s easy” I chuckle. “I’ve never been married before and I’ve never been madly in love either”

“Never?” He asks me, his breath fanning my skin as we sway with the music. “A high school boyfriend?”

“I mean I’ve had boyfriends” I explain. “Just never that serious. You?”

“Not really, I mean, I enjoyed my past relationships but never enough to wish to marry them” Chris spins me around just as Taylor starts singing the chorus.

“And yet you married someone you actually hate” I laugh, seeing the irony.

“Yeah, well, at least you are hot” He pinches my back softly.

“Christopher Robert Evans, is that a compliment?” I fake gasp. He has called me this before. And so have I. Just because we are not particularly fond of each other doesn’t mean we are blind.

“Don’t let it get to your head” Chris rolls his eyes. “I’m trying to get along here”

“I mean we are making progress” I look around the room, scanning the crowd. “This is the longest we have gone without giving each other an insult”

“Don’t tempt me” He chuckles. “No but I’m serious… We should try to at least get along”

“Yeah, I guess” I bit the inside of my cheeks. We stay pressed against each other, surrounded just by Taylor’s sweet voice and some chatter.

“I never cheated” Chris breaks our silence, his muscle tensing under my hands. “I know that I don’t owe you an explanation and I know you probably are not going to believe me. But I didn’t. I promised to respect you, and I plan on sticking to that promise, fake husband or not”

I fix my eyes on the button of his shirt, not daring to look him at his eyes. “I know… I guess I just chose to believe it to have a reason to hate you. I’m sorry”

“Okay, let’s just put that behind us” Chris relaxes, his back slouching a bit. “We can be friends, Y/N. God knows how long we are going to need to keep this going, might as well get along”

“Pains me to say this, but you are right” I finally look up at him, his blue orbs staring down at me. “Hi, I’m Y/N. And you are?”

Chris throws his head back, laughing. “You have my last name, Y/N. We can start over without weird introductions”

“Indulge me, Evans” I poke his chest. “I don’t know that much about you”

“What do you want to know?” He raises his eyebrow. “Ask away”

“What’s your favorite color?” I blush, realizing how stupid my question is. “Sorry, I’ll try again”

“Green” He ignores my second statement. “Yours?”

“Blue, but like light blue, kinda like your e-“ I cut myself, my cheeks flaring.

“Here I was asking to be friends and you are just laying it out on me” Chris grins hard. “You waste no time, Ms. Evans”

“Idiot” I slap his arm playfully. “I meant I like the shade, that’s all”

“Sure sure” He nods, a smug look on his face. “My turn… Favorite animal?”

“Mmm tough one… I really like raccoons and-“ I stop myself when Chris’ laugh erupts from his chest. “What?”

“Who the fuck likes Raccoons?” His eyes are still tingling with amusement.

“They are cute and funny” I defend myself. “They are like just so hilarious”

“Fuck that’s good” He shakes his head. “You are weird”

“Many people like raccoons” I fight him. “You need to learn to appreciate their beauty”

“Yeah, no thanks” Chris stops moving and grabs my hand. “Why don’t we go back to the table? Seems stupid to try to have a conversation while dancing”

“Okie dokie” I follow his lead back to our VIP table.

Polly and Claire are deep into a conversation, probably some gossip or something like that. PR people always know everything about everyone. We sit down across from there, getting back their attention.

“Oh look, you guys made it without a scratch” Polly nods proudly. “Who would’ve thought?”

I roll my eyes before turning my eyes back to Chris, falling back into our conversation.

***

“Hi, bub” I lean down, my heels in on hand and the other one petting Dodger behind his ears. “Where you a good boy to uncle Scott?”

Scott was our designated dog-sitter most of the nights. Neither of them minded, Dodger loved him so much, he actually listened to him.

“He’s always a good boy” Chris bents down to plant a kiss over the dog’s head before walking away from the entry way.

I make my way to my room, Dodger following right behind me. I hear Chris yell “traitor” before I disappear into my closet.

A couple of minutes later, I’m tucked in my bed, Dodger at the edge, his head over my feet. Chris’ footsteps catch hims attention, his head snapping up. “You traitor”

“Let him be” I pull the dog closer to me. “He always sleeps with you”

Chris and I have separate rooms and I only sleep on the masters bedroom whenever we have other people around. People that don’t know about the whole fake marriage thing. Mostly the maid and the cook and both of our families. Even Scott believed we were happily married.

“Yeah, cuz he is mine” Chris sasses. “C’mon boy”

But Dodger stays put. “Just give up already”

“Fine, just this once” Chris drops the subject before snapping his head up. “Uh, I forgot. Do you have any spare razor? I forgot to ask Mayra to restock my shelf”

“Yeah sure” I move slowly so that dodger won’t sprint out of my bed. I push the covers away and step out of the bed.

Quickly, I reach the bathroom and pull a pink razor from the cabinet under my sink. “You’ll have to settle for this pink one” I stretch my hand before looking up, Chris’ eyes not exactly meeting mine.

Fuck. I forgot that I chose the pink nightgown. The one the gave me too much cleavage and barely reached under my butt cheeks. Nervously, I reach for my rob that’s draping over my night stand, snapping Chris’ attention away from my bare legs.

“Uh, yeah no, thanks” Chris mutters, snatching the razor from my hand and walking away from my room a bit to fast.

I shake my head a bit before moving back to my bed, Dodger still sprawled on the edge of the bed. “Let’s sleep this off, buddy”

About 10 minutes have passed since I turned off the lamp over my nightstand, when a weird sound startles me awake. I squint my eyes, as if that’s going to help me decipher the source of the noise. A couple of seconds later, right when I’m about to drop it, I hear it again. A moan. A moan from Chris. His bathroom shares a wall with my room, sounds slipping into my area really easy. I can hear his muffled moans a bit clearer, connecting my ear to the wall.

“This fucker” I feel anger bubbling inside of me. He brought someone home. After saying he wouldn’t cheat on my. Well not technically on me, on the promise of respecting me.

I push away the covers from my frame, earning a glare from Dodger before he moves to settle over the free side of the bed.

I walk fast towards his room, ready to rip him a new one. I push pass his door and head straight to the bathroom. I keep waiting for a pair of heels or some panties dropped somewhere on his room but my eyes remain cleaned from that sight. I’m about to burst into the bathroom when the imagine forming on front of me stops me cold on my feet.

Chris’ has his back against the wall, the shower head splashing his face, water dripping down his torso. His hand is pumping his swollen dick, curses coming out of his mouth along with the movement.

It’s like I am being hypnotized. I want to move my eyes away, but the scene in front of me so fiery, my eyes remain glued to his member. I feel a warm spreading in between my legs as Chris pumps harder. He lets out a hard loud moan as white loads burst from the tip of his dick. He huffs, rolling his head back, letting the water wash away all the produce of his effort.

I snap out of it, walking backwards fast before sprinting back to my room. I close my door slowly, making sure not to make a sound before hiding under my bed spread. I close my eyes hard trying to remove the picture from my head but the heat in between my legs not allowing me to.

I give up after 5 minutes, poking my hand out from under the bed covers. Without even looking, I dig my hand into my nightstand, searching for my pink vibrator. This will have to do for the night.

I have a plan for tomorrow.

***

“Let me get it off, bub” I bent down to release Dodger from his leash, the pup ready to sprint to the backyard.

Dodger and I love to go on hikes together, just the two of us and the sun rising over the horizon.

I hear from clattering from the kitchen so I step into the area, spotting Chris over the stools that surround the kitchen island. “Hey there”

“Morning” Chris looks up at me, as he sets his coffee down. “How was the hike?”

“Pretty good” I reach for the top cabinet, looking for a glass. Chris probably put the dishes away because the glasses are to far back, forcing me on my tip toes.

I can feel Chris’ eyes burning a hole over my ass as the my tennis skirt rises enough to expose the underside of my cheeks. I turn around and Chris snaps his gaze back to his omelet, his cheeks turning red.

I fill my glass with water and gulp it down, not taking my eyes from him. I settle the glass down before moving to stand in front of him, the kitchen island separating us.

“Let’s have sex” I say hard, so hard that Chris starts coughing as a piece of egg gets caught up in his throat.

“I’m sorry, what?” He looks up at me, his breath a bit hard from the chocking and maybe from my statement.

“Let’s have sex” I repeat myself. “You said you were not going to cheat and neither will I. But we both have needs and I think it’s a good idea”

“What are you even-?” Chris starts but I roll my eyes.

“I heard you last night” I confess. His face turns a deep shade of red, the vein on the side of his neck pulsing. “Look, I won’t judge you, I did it, too.

“You- what?” Chris’ breath hitches, his knuckles turning white as he closes his hands.

“C’mon we are not five” I step around the kitchen island, closer to him but still leaving some space between us. “We can get each other off, and we are married so it’s not like we are doing harm to anyone

“I don’t- I’m” Chris stammers a bit. “I’m not sure it’s a good idea”

I stare at him for a couple of seconds before finally speaking up again. “Fine, I’m not going to beg. I still have my vibrator. It’ll probably do a better job, anyways”

I turn around to leave but Chris’ hand flys up to my neck, gripping the back to turn me back around.

“What did you just said?” He brings his face close to mine. His grip tightening a bit. “Repite it”

“I can do a better job with my vibrator than you” I breath out, focusing my eyes on him.

Chris grunts before crashing his lips down to mine angrily. A moan scapes my mouth as he bits into my lower lip, making way for his tongue to punish me. His free hand travels down to my leg, pulling me up to place me on the kitchen counter.

I push my hands into his hair as his tongue swipes my bottom lip clean before moving down to my jaw and the to my neck before settling on the spot right under my earlobe. He sucks hard as his hands start pulling at my sports bra. My sweaty chest makes it a bit hard so I pull away to help him. As soon as the textile is not longer covering my boobs, Chris dives right in for one of my nipples, forcing me to arch my back. While his tongue polishes my hard nipple, his right hand moves to the other unattended bud of flesh. First his palm rolls against the harden button, his calloused skin sending tingles straight to my core.

“Fuck” I moan as I his salive drips down a long my nipple. I can’t keep my eyes away from the scene, my burning gaze forcing Chris to look up at me as he pulls my nipple with his teeth. “Oh god”

“Lay down” Chris pushes me down with his hand until my back connects with the cold granite of the counter.

I bring my hands to his shoulders, tugging at the fabric of his shirts, signaling him to take it off. “Get rid of this, Christopher”

“On it” He groans against my skin, stepping away just enough to pull the shirt over his head. His hard pecks and abdomen glistening in front of me, the pants forcing his muscles to look more prominent. “Satisfied?”

“No” I pull him down against my lips, my tongue making a mess of his bottom lip. “Take me like a man, Evans” I mutter against his lips.

“As you wish” Chris groans before moving his mouth down along my skin until it reaches the edge of my skirt. I wait for him to take it off but instead he just pushes it up and tucks down my underwear along with my leggings. He steps back a bit to pull his pants down, his boxers following the same fate.

“You know how many times my eyes were glued to your ass as you skipped around with this fucking skirt?” Chris growls as his spreads my thighs as my pussy radiates heat right in front of him. “How many times I picture your ass red after a good slapping, only this thine material covering the swell of your ass?”

I moan loudly as his hands grab my thighs, my ass hanging slightly over the edge of the counter. “I want you to be loud, Y/N” Chris pinches my butt cheek before lining himself up to me. “Moan my name”

“Yes, Chris” I throw my head back as he rubs my entrance with his tip “Rip me open”

Chris pushes just enough for his head to enter my pussy, my folds hiding his pink tip. “Yeah stretch me open” I throw my head back as he sways back and forth, entering me slowly.

“I can’t hold it anymore” Chris grips my thighs. “Brace yourself”

I grab the edge of the kitchen counter, my knuckles turning white as he pushes hard into me. There’s a sting that makes tears form on my eyes. I’ve never had someone this big inside of me, my pussy throbbing at the new feeling.

“Look at you” Chris presses his thumb against my clit. “Taking me so good” He throws his head back as his entire cock disappears into me. His thrusts are hard and slow, building up the tension in my lower belly.

“C’mere” Chris stops, pulling out so I cry at the loss of him. “Let me turn you around”

Chris puts me on my feet before turning me around so my ass is pressed against his hard cock. “Bend over, Y/N”

I do as I’m told, pressing my chest against the cold tiles. Chris grabs both of my hands and holds them behind my back, using the as support to hold himself as he re enters me. “That’s right. So tight”

I’m lost in my own moans when I feel Chris spit on his hand, before pressing his thumb against my asshole. “Chris” I tense up immediately.

“I’m not going to fuck you there, Y/N” He massages around my hole. “I just like to see the way you clench up” he caresses my butt cheek, trying to get me to loosen up again. “Do you want me to stop?”

He waits for my answer as I take in the sensation, his thumb placing a soft pressure over my hole. It’s not bad. “No, it’s okay”

“Good” Chris grunts as he picks up his pace, plunging hard against me. This new position really allows him to go in deep, reaching a new part of me that has me whimpering.

“Chris” I whine when he angles himself so that I can feel him fill me up to the point where me knees are shaking under me. “I won’t last”

“Yes, cum around my cock” He reaches down to grab my pony tail in a fist, making me arch my back. His movements become erratic as he speeds up, encouraging the orgasm out of me.

“Yes yes yes” I cry as I feel the tightness around my pussy before the release finally arrives. The cries that come out of ny mouth are filthy, so filthy that Chris drops down and plugs in his thumb into my mouth. I bit at his skin, the waves of pleasure still rocking my core.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck” Chris groans as he pulls out, his entire load landing on my back. “Fuck yes”

I’m still shaking, waiting for him to catch his breath so that he can help me stand up. “Chris, fuck that was���”

I’m so out of breath I don’t even finish my sentence, Chris doing it for me. “So hot”

I feel him pull away from me, a cool breeze replacing the warmth of his body. “Don’t move” I hear him move around the kitchen, looking for a clean towel before running it down the the warm water that pours out of the faucet.

Chris walks back to me, cleaning his entire release from my back. “I think you need to wash your hair” I can hear the grin on his smug face.

“Seriously?” I groan, standing up. “Aim better next time, Evans”

“You want a next time?” He throws the dirty towel at the floor where my sweaty clothes are.

“I’m game if you are” I shrug, tugging the elastic out of my hair.

“Then let’s play, Y/N” Chris grins hard as his dick starts twitching.

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New series coming your waaaay🩵 hope you guys like this

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Gorgeous

Chris Evans x Reader (NSFW +18)

Summary: after filming for a month with Chris Evans, you get tired of pretending he is not the most gorgeous man in the world

Warning: Smut, unprotected sex, oral, swearing

“Yeah” I nod at Sam, one of the actors from the movie we just finished, not really paying attention at what he’s saying. My attention is focused on a certain blue eyed blond across the room.

He knows I’m looking at him, his eyes quickly moving to mine before going back to the girl in front of him. I hate him and he knows it.

When I see that he’s coming this way, I lean in closer to Sam, as if I wasn’t just hoping for this conversation to end. “That’s so funny” I grab Sam’s arm as Chris reaches us.

“Sam” Chris slaps Sam’s shoulder, a little to harshly. “Y/N” Chris turns to me, giving me a sly wink. “How are you guys enjoying the party?”

“Not as much as you, it seems” I try to smile, pointing to the girl that’s still waiting for him. “She seems like your type, Evans”

“She’s nice” He chuckles. “But we know that’s she not exactly what I’m looking for”

“And what are you looking for, Robert?” I lean in, taking a gulp of my vodka.

“See, I-” Chris gets interrupted as Sam walks away, completely feeling left out of our conversation “Oops” Chris smirks before walking back to the girl from before.

“This fucker” I groan, finishing off my vodka.

“Trouble in paradise?” Stephen Amell chuckles as he stands next to me. “Let me guess, Evans?”

“What? No” I shake my head before stealing the glass of whiskey he has on his hand.

“Never took you for a whiskey girl or a liar” He teases me. “You do know we all see it right?”

“See what?” I ask, my eyes piercing a whole in the back of the girl who has her arm on Chris’ chest.

“Right, denial” Stephen nods, grabbing a new glass of whiskey from the passing waiter. “Just admit you two want to fuck the life out of each other”

“Don’t know what you are talking about” I shake my head before turning to him. “Chris can fuck the entire cast for all I care”

“Well, he might do just that” Stephen points at Chris, who is whispering something in the girl’s ear.

“I HATE HIM” I complain before finishing of my drink. “I’ve had it”

“Finally” Stephen laughs as I make my way to the karaoke.

I lean into the ear of the dj to pick my song before grabbing the mic to stand on stage. Stephen, Nina and Hailee cheer me on as Chris locks eyes with me. The song starts and I can see the smirk spreading over Chris’ face. I hate that stupid face.

“You should take it as a compliment, That I got drunk and made fun of the way you talk, You should think about the consequence, Of your magnetic field being a little too strong” I sing as Chris walks over to the edge of the stage to stand in front of me as I sing away, moving closer to him.

I can see the cameras coming out and the whistles from people as I sing around Chris, making it pretty obvious that this is about him.

“If you've got a girlfriend, I'm jealous of her, But if you're single that's honestly worse, Cause you're so gorgeous it actually hurts” Chris shakes his head, laughing at the side eye I give the girl that’s where he left her.

“Ocean blue eyes looking in mine, I feel like I might sink and drown and die” I keep singing, not really caring about anything anymore.

Chris follows my every move, his blue eyes connecting with mine every chance they get.

I stand in front of him for the next part. “There's nothing I hate more than what I can't have, Guess I'll just stumble on home to my cats, Alone, unless you wanna come along”

Chris smirks and before he can say anything, I grab his shirt and pull his lips to mine. Almost knowing, Nina grabs the mic from my hand as I wrap both of my arms around Chris’ neck and his hands pull on my legs to have them wrap around him. “Let’s go” Chris whispers against my lips before getting me off the stage wrapped around him.

Everyone starts cheering and whistling as we walk out of the party, my face hidden in Chris’ neck. When we are out of sight, I start pressing kisses along his neck and up his ear, making his grip on my leg tighten.

“C’mon bunny, I’m barely holding it together here” Chris grows as he walks us to his trailer, his legs not moving fast enough.

“I don’t want you to” I bite his neck as Chris pushes the door open and quickly steps into the room.

“Good god” Chris sighs as he drops me on his bed. I fall back, looking up at him.

“I hate you” I smirk, leaning forward to grab his shirt again and pull him down on the bed with me. “I hate your stupid face, and your blue eyes and I hate that girl and I hate you for looking at her instead of me”

“You know I only have eyes for you” Chris nudges his nose with mine. “I hate Sam, and I hate the guys you had to kiss for the movie and I hate your lips for being so tempting”

“This has to go” I pull on his shirt to throw it across the room.

“I have the same thought about this thing” Chris whispers as he starts to pull up my blouse, kissing the exposed skin he finds along the way. His mouth comes to rest over my breasts, his hand massaging my leg until it finds it’s way under my skirt.

I can’t move as his eyes connect with mine, the blueness taking over me and paralyzing me. With his free hand, he unclasps my bra, revealing my hard nipples. Chris leans in and blows my hard bud, watching it contract under his spell. He sticks his tongue out, his eyes trapping mine again as he latches onto my skin. My hands go to his hair as he sucks my nipple hard. His hand thats under my skirt quickly pulls down my panties as I try to reach for his pants.

“Wait wait” Chris stops, standing up to kick his pants off, watching me as I lay there with only a pink tennis skirt and my hard nipples. “God you are so fucking hot, more than I could ever imagine”

I stand on my knees, pulling Chris’ hips closer to me. “Let me” I start to pull his underwear off, pushing it down to reveal his big cock, ready of action. “Mmm” I look up at him before wrapping my lips around his tip. I moan at the taste as Chris drops his head, his right hand grabbing my hair in a fist.

I push his entire length into my mouth, not caring about the pain that it brings to my jaw. He’s so big I cannot fit him entirely but I go as far as I can, feeling his head hit the back of my throat. “Just like that babygirl” Chris bites his lip, pulling hard on my hair. “Fuck yes”

“Fuck me, fuck my mouth Chris” I beg so Chris wraps his hand around the back of my neck and starts thrusting in and out of my mouth, profanities leaving his mouth with every movement. Tears start streaming down my face as I try not to choke on his member.

“So good to me baby” Chris moans, pushing harder and faster. “Yes, yes” He groans so hard before I feel him spill in my mouth, his hot load running down my mouth as I try to swallow as much as I can. “Fuck”

I look up at him as I clean my face with the back of my hand “Fuck Chris, that was so hot”

Chris leans in to kiss my mouth, not caring about the taste that his cock left on my lips. “Lay on your stomach, bunny”

I don’t question his command, immediately turning to give my back to him. “What are you going to do?”

“Reward you, baby girl” Chris groans as he pushes my right leg up. He doesn’t take off my skirt, just pushes it slightly up before dipping his long finder into my pussy. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum again just from feeling you so hot and wet”

“Chris” I moan against the pillow as his finger moves out to rub against my clit. “Fuck, Chris”

“That’s it, baby” Chris grabs my leg and pulls back, forcing me on my knees but my chest still pressed against the bed. “Moan my name”

Before I can process what he’s saying, Chris’ mouth connects with my pussy, his tongue licking my entire entrance before entering me. “CHRIS” I gasp, my entire body twisting under his mouth. Chris hands grab my hips, stopping me form moving. He starts sucking my clit, getting whimpers out of my mouth as he latches onto me. “Fuck fuck fuck Chris”

“Cum for me baby, do it” Chris encourages me before blowing cold air against my clit, sending shock waves all over my body. Every strength I have in me leaves my body the moment he starts thrusting is tongue in and out as his thumb rubs against my clit. I start shaking as I feel the orgasm exploding around me, loud moans with his name leaving my mouth. Before my orgasm is even finished, Chris quickly stands on his knees before pushing his length inside me, the stretch causing me to moan even harder as the orgasm intensifies.

Chris starts thrusting hard and fast as I keep groaning out his name, his hand on my hair pushing me down into the pillow. “That’s it, take me. Take my entire cock, bunny”

I cannot longer control myself, the intensity of his movements and my previous orgasm sending me over the edge and into my second. As I cum, I tighten my walls against Chris’ cock, causing him to swear before pulling out fast enough so that his entire load lands on the bed.

“Fuck” Chris huffs as he cleans himself with the blanket before grabbing me and pulling me to his chest. “That was so good”

I can barely keep my eyes open as I look up at Chris, his lips still red and glistening from eating me out. “I love you” I whisper, placing my hand over his cheek.

Chris grabs my hand to press it against his lips. “I love you so much, bunny” He pulls me closer to kiss my forehead. “And just so we are clear, I only want you, I was trying to make you jealous”

“Well, it worked because you are mine, Evans” I kiss his lips. “Only mine”

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My first ever smut omg hope you like this and if you want to know, the song is Gorgeous by Taylor Swift which seems really fitting for Chris.

[capsicle-evans]

Master List

Chris Evans

Just For Show - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 (Completed)

Gorgeous : After a lot of sexual tension during the filming of the movie, Y/N has finally had enough.

The Make Believe Ms. Evans: Part 1, Part 2

[capsicle-evans]

Just for Show

Chris Evans x Reader

Summary: The Evans Christmas Family get together is coming soon and Chris has to come up with a plan as to who he is taking with him

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5

“Are you going to mean it in the morning?” Chris’ hot breath over my lips causes me to shiver. His arm are wrapped around me, keeping me close to him.

“I’m going to mean it for the rest of my life” I bring my hand up to caress his cheeks. “If you want me to”

“I want all of you” His finger lifts my chin enough so that our lips are barely touching. “Every bit of you”

“I love you, Chris” I whisper before connecting our lips in a much needed kiss. His tongue os warm and silky against mine, his lips so soft and inviting.

He wraps his arms around me, pulling me so that I’m straddling him. I dig my hands in his hair, my lips moving to his neck as he places both of his hands on my hip. “Baby” he moans when I suck the skin under his ear.

“Mmm” I purr at the endearment, grinding my hips against his. “I love the sound you make”

“And as much as I enjoy this” He grabs my hips again, stoping my moves. “We should continue this when we are both sober”

“I’m not drunk” I pout placing my hands on his chest.

“Bunny, you had like 7 shots of tequila and I don’t even remember how many vodka sodas” He grabs my left hand to place a kiss on my palm. “Trust me, there’s nothing more than I want right now that to hear you moan my name while I make you mine”

“Chris” I whine. “You can’t say that and expect me to not want to jump your bones right now”

“I love you” He grins, placing me back on the bed. “C’mon, lets get some sleep”

“This is so unfair” I pout as he cuddles around me.

“I promise I’ll give you mind blowing sex tomorrow and for the rest of your life” He gives me a quick kiss before pulling me to his chest. “Now, let’s sleep”

“Fine” I sigh, settling for the warmth of his chest.

***

Chris is still snoring by the time I open my eyes, he’s on his side with his left around wrapped around me. I turn around, still in his embrace, and start pressing kisses along his jawline and up to his lips. It takes a couple of seconds for Chris to wake up and when he does, his arm pushes me harder against his chest.

“Mornin’” He grins as I move my lips up to his ear. “What are you doing, bunny?”

“You promised me mind blowing sex and I’m here to collect my reward” I throw one of my legs over his hips so that I can feel his hard dick against my middle.

“Babe, I don’t think-“

“You promised, Evans” I flop back into my side of the bed, huffing.

“I knooow” He laughs, pulling me back to him to kiss me. “But we both know that my mom is going to come knock on that door anytime now”

“I hate it when you are right” I place my head under his chin.

“But you love me” He jokes but I can hear the doubt he tries to hide.

I look up at him, guiding his face to mine with my hand. “I do. I love you much and the thought of not having you love me back breaks every little piece of my heart, that’s why I had to confess my feelings for you”

“And I’m so happy you did” Chris hugs me tight against him. “I love you, bunny”

“That nickname is gonna stick now, right?” I chuckle.

“Mhm” He nods, kissing my nose. “You are my bunny”

*** 1 week later***

“Merry Christmas” I lean over the couch to kiss Chris’ cheek as I place the hot chocolate in between his hands.

“Come here, you’ve kept me waiting long enough” he grabs my arm to guide me around the couch.

“I was helping your mom with the chocolate” I bring his lips down to meet mine.

“You owe me more than a kiss for making me wake up by myself” Chris’ grins against my lips.

“Knock it off you two” Scott claps his hands as he takes the seat next to us. “It’s time to open presents”

As everyone gathers around and the kids look for their present, Chris keeps whispering dirty things on my ear, keeping my cheeks flushed and hot.

“Y/N, this one has your name” Lisa smiles at me as she hands me a tiny blue box.

“I told you not to get me anything” I glare at Chris after I read his name on the card.

“And you thought I would listen?” He chuckles as I start to unwrap the box.

“Chris” I gasp. “It’s gorgeous” I bring the gold necklace out of the box. A small golf ‘C’ covered with diamonds dangles in the middle. “I love it”

“Really? I was scared it was a little pretentious” He scratches the back of his neck, barely looking up to me.

“No, it’s perfect” I lean in to kiss him before handing him the necklace so that he can put it on around my neck. “You know, I got you something too”

“Really?” His voice sounds really surprised as he looks around the christmas tree. “I mean, I got you, I don’t need anything else”

“Here” I lean in to grab a red bag that’s by the edge of the tree. “It’s not much but I hope you like it”

“Let’s see” Chris opens the bag to reveal a pillow with a picture printed on it. It’s an old picture of Dodger and I that I took when Chris asked me to babysit him 2 years ago. “Oh my God, this is perfect”

“Did you like it?” I beam up at him.

“I love it, it’s gonna be right at the center of my bed” He grabs me by the neck to place a hard kiss against my lips. “I have an idea”

Before I can ask why, Chris is already throwing me over his shoulder. “If you excuse me, I have to go open my other present”

Scott groans and Shanna and Carly cover the kids ears. “Jesus, Chris! Behave”

*** Two months later**

“Babe, I have to go” I protest as Chris has me pinned down, his lips taking over my neck.

“No you don’t” He fights back, now moving his mouth to mine. “You could stay here”

“I haven’t been to my apartment in two weeks” I giggle as his beard tickles my neck. “I’m basically giving my money away to the landlord”

“Then come live here” Chris says so I stop giggling. This also makes a stop on Chris’ kiss. “I’m sorry, I didn’t-“

“Do you want me to come live here?” I ask him, my hands getting sweaty.

“Do you think it’s too soon?” Chris asks back.

“Do You?” I look down as his lips and then back to his eyes.

“Bunny, if it was up to me you would already have a diamond on that finger” He leans down to kiss my lips.

“Okay” I laugh again, the tension already gone. “Let’s start with the moving in, we can think about that ring later on”

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Sorry for the long wait, I was finishing my semester and then I kinda forgot about this but here it is ❤️ This is the last part.

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[capsicle-evans]

Just for Show

Chris Evans x Reader

Summary: The Evans Christmas Family get together is coming soon and Chris has to come up with a plan as to who he is taking with him

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4

“What do you recommend?” I lean in to whisper to Chris, everyone too busy looking at their own menu. “I don’t know what to pick”

“Mmm the chicken parmesan pasta is always a great idea” Chris points at the small picture of the dish. “If you pair it with white wine, it’s the cherry on too”

“Mmm I don’t think I should be ordering wine” I chuckle, placing the menu back on the table. “Wine gets me in a sexy mood”

“Uff, then the more reason to do it” He grins at me, placing a hand over my knee. Oh two can play this game, Evans.

“Maybe tonight” I grin, leaning in closer so that my perfume scent engulfs him. “But I’m warning you, Evans. I can get really messy when wine is involved”

“I can handle messy, Miss Y/L/N” He says this as his hand rises up to my thigh just a little bit.

“Then I’ll make sure to be in my worst behavior” I lean in as slowly as I can, Chris’ eyes so focused on me, his lips barely open. I close the distance between our lips, the kiss a little more hot that what would be considered appropriate for a family lunch but for everyone it can look like a small kiss because I grab Chris’ neck to pull him closer so that he can conceal me for when I grace my tongue over his lips.

When I pull away, Chris’ eyes are so dark and stormy, his chest heaving. “Nobody is watching, Y/N”

“Oops, I guess I forgot” I grin. Chris is about to say something when the waiter interrupts him.

“Can I get your drinks?”

I’m the first one to order so without taking my eyes away from Chris, I tell him what I want. “I’ll have a pinot grigio”

“Do you think you are going to be able to handle yourself?” Chris whispers into my ear while everyone is ordering.

“It’s not myself that I’m worried about, Chris” I sit sideways, trying to face. “After all, you were the one watching me shower”

“But you were the one who left the door opened” He winks at me before turning back to the waiter, leaving me with my mouth wide open.

***

“Yeah, were not going out with you looking like that” Chris stands up from his couch as I reach the first floor, ready to go out with Chris and his siblings.

“Why?” I pout, looking down at my outfit. “What’s wrong with it?”

“Nothing, babe” Scott waves Chris off. “You look hot as fuck”

“Language” Lisa giggles, earning an eye roll from Chris. “No but you do look gorgeous, honey”

“I know! I never said she didn’t” Chris reaches my side and grabs my waist. “But so will the rest of the bar”

“Oh but I only have eyes for you” I bop his nose, knowing that Chris won’t actually force me to change.

“You’ll freeze to death” He counterparts, still trying to fight me.

“I’ll take a coat” I pat his chest before looking around the room. “Where are my girls?”

“Coming” Shanna shouts as she and Carly walk up to us.

“Lets goo” I clap my hands happily as we all get up, ready to leave.

***

I call already feel sweat running down the back of my neck, my whole body buzzing after the four shots of tequila Scott dared me to drink. It’s been so long since I’ve danced like this, so freely and feeling myself.

“Damn Y/N” Scott slaps my ass playfully, earning chuckles from his sisters. “You do know how to move”

“Thanks” I grin but then I roll my eyes. “Well, at least you notice it”

“Is this about my boring brother over there?” He nods his head to the direction where Chris is. He has a glass of whiskey in his hands, the other one on his phone, his eyes not moving away from the screen.

“Yeah, he hasn’t looked at me even for a minute since we got here” I try to not sound as disappointed as I actually feel but based on the look my fake in laws give me, I know that I’m not doing a good job at it.

“No no no, you go there and you force him to look at you, god every man in this bar probably wishes they could be grinding behind you” Shanna tells me, looking back at her brother. “If you don’t go, I’ll do it myself”

“You walk there and make him want you” Scott nods before giving me a soft push towards Chris’ direction.

I try to steady my breath, trying to come up with a plan to seduce Chris without making a fool of myself. I mean, I could blame it on the alcohol just in case, but I rather not have to do it.

When I close enough, without a warning, a grab the phone from his hand and before he has a chance to protest, I step myself in between his legs, sitting down in his lap. “Can you give me back my phone?”

“Nope” I reply, wrapping my arms around his neck. “Can you give me your attention?”

“Why? Is the attention of all the men in this bar not enough?” he scoffs, leaning back and away from me.

“Is that what this is all about? Are you jealous?” I move from his lap to rest both of my knees in the little space between his legs and I place my arms around his neck again, so basically I’m laying on top of him. “You know I don’t care about that, right? I only want your attention”

“You don’t have to lie, Scott and the girls are not close enough to hear you” He rolls his eyes before moving them away from me.

“God you are so stupid” I groan, grabbing his head to bring his focus back to me. I bring my lips up to his mouth, my tongue darting out to get a taste of his mouth. His lips are warm and soft and I can’t help but moan when his tongue meets mine.

Thank god the lighting in this bar is so dark, otherwise people would have seen the entire show Chris and I are putting on. He finally sits up straighter, his hands grabbing the back of my thighs as I dig my hands into his blond mess. I pull his head back by his hair, making him look me in the eyes.

“Chris” I try to speak but I’m so out of breath that it comes out as a moan.

“Fuck” Chris curses, his chest heaving and his hands giving my thighs a hard squeeze that earns him another moan. “We can’t do this”

I’m about to step away from him, feeling rejected when he adds “not here”.

I give him a quick kiss before standing up and stretching my hand to him. “Come dance with me then”

Chris bits his lips, a grin trying to scape, before standing up and grabbing my hand. “Lead the way”

“You know, now that I think about it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you dance, Captain” I walk backwards, my hand still in his. “That time at Robert’s house you denied me of such a pleasures”

“It was for your own good” He grins, pulling my arm to stop me on my tracks. “You wouldn’t have been able to keep you hands off me”

“Cocky much?” I roll my eyes, pressing my hands against his chest as his arms circle my waist.

“You know I am, Baby” He winks at me before giving my side a squeeze. “No but all jokes aside, my dance moves suuuck”

“I think I’ll be the judge of that, Cap” I pull him closer to me, keeping my eyes on his. “Now, let’s dance”

***

“MCDONALDS MCDONALDS MCDONALDS” Scott and I chant loudly as Chris, who is sitting between us in the back, rolls his eyes.

“Shanna, we are going to have to stop at McDonalds or they won’t stop” Chris leans forward to pop his head between his sisters. “Y/N alone is a force to be reckoned with but you add Scott to the mixture and it’s worse”

“Fine, I’ll look for one not to far away” Carly pulls out her phone to look for one close as Shanna just laughs.

“You are in for a good one, brother” She giggles as Carly gives her the directions.

We finally reach the restaurant and after ordering from the drive thru, we are back in the road to home.

“Don’t get ice cream on the couch” Chris looks at me sternly as he holds my ice cream cone.

“Or what?” I flash him a grin before leaning in to suck on the ice cream still in his hand.

“Fuck” He breaths out lowly, just for me to hear. “You are killing me, woman”

“Good” I dip my finger into the ice cream before rubbing it on his cheek. “Oops, let me clean that”

I lean in, sticking ny tongue out to seductively lick the sweetness of his cheek. “Better?”

“You two knock it off” Scott fake gags as he takes his eyes away from us.

“Nobody told you to look” Chris waves off his brother before grabbing me by the back of my neck to pull me to his lips.

“Stop it or I will jump of the car”

***

“Goodnight” Chris whispers to his siblings before closing the door to his bedroom.

“Tonight was so much fun” I beam at him, my cheeks still red from the alcohol and the hot kiss Chris gave me on the car.

“You know, I get what you got nominated for an Oscar” Chris chuckles, kicking his shoes off.

“What do you mean?” I frown, popping my head from the bathroom door as I pull up my pijama shorts.

“You and the whole act you put on today” He looks at me as I step back into the room. “I’m sure everyone is convinced we are in love now”

There’s a part in me that instantly breaks, I fell my legs go numb, like my whole body just got thrown down a hill. “Oh, yeah.. the act. I mean that’s what I’m here for after all”

“Thank you” Chris stands up from the edge of the bed to place a kiss on forehead before walking towards his closet to pull out his pillows and blankets.

“No problem” I whisper softly before walking up to the bed and letting the bed spread engulf me.

“Every thing okay?” Chris asks be as I turn my back to him.

“Yup, just tired” I reply, trying hard not to cry right then and there.

“Okay” I hear him say before laying down on his made up bed. God, men are so oblivious. “Good night”

I don’t reply, already feeling the tears in the back of my eyes and my throat drying up.

“Y/N?” Chris asks again when I don’t reply.

I don’t know what happens but suddenly I’m sitting up and facing him. “No, Chris, actually, everything’s not fine because I wasn’t acting and for a second there I thought you weren’t either. For me, pretending to be in love with you stopped being an act a long time ago. Fuck I don’t think it was an act at all. And I know I promised to help you with this little stunt but I feel like if I stay and I keep pretending that this is all fake to me, I’m going to end up so heartbroken beyond repair so I think it would be best if I leave tomorrow morning”

“Y/N”

“Don’t. I don’t need your pity nor an apology or whatever it is that you are going to give me. I know that this isn’t your fault, you made it pretty clear that this was all an act and that you don’t want a relationship right now and I respect that but I also hope you respect my decision to remove myself from this situation before it gets me” I know that I’m crying now, big tears running down my cheeks.

“Can I talk?” Chris asks me from the floor where he is sitting.

“Sorry, yes” I clean my tears with the back of my hands as Chris moves to sit on the edge of the bed, next to me.

“The fact that you think that this was all on act to me is beyond me” Chris brings his hand up to caress my cheek. “I seriously thought I was being so obvious about how you made me feel that I was scared that you were just acting so that’s why I said what I said. I didn’t say it because I wanted it to me an act, a lie, I said it because I was trying to convince myself of it. Because I thought that that’s what it was to you, I didn’t want to make you feel like you had to love me back because I knew it was unfair. I’ve spent the last couple of days fighting this urge to hold you all the time, not just when my parents or my siblings are around”

“Chris, I-”

“I love you, Y/N”

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Pleaseee dont hate me!! I had scheduled this to be posted on friday but I think I did it wrong since it didn’t! Sorry!!!

Also, this is not the last part, I’m doing one more so that should be up by friday.

Hope you like this❤️

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Just for Show

Chris Evans x Reader

Summary: The Evans Christmas Family get together is coming soon and Chris has to come up with a plan as to who he is taking with him

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4

“What do you recommend?” I lean in to whisper to Chris, everyone too busy looking at their own menu. “I don’t know what to pick”

“Mmm the chicken parmesan pasta is always a great idea” Chris points at the small picture of the dish. “If you pair it with white wine, it’s the cherry on too”

“Mmm I don’t think I should be ordering wine” I chuckle, placing the menu back on the table. “Wine gets me in a sexy mood”

“Uff, then the more reason to do it” He grins at me, placing a hand over my knee. Oh two can play this game, Evans.

“Maybe tonight” I grin, leaning in closer so that my perfume scent engulfs him. “But I’m warning you, Evans. I can get really messy when wine is involved”

“I can handle messy, Miss Y/L/N” He says this as his hand rises up to my thigh just a little bit.

“Then I’ll make sure to be in my worst behavior” I lean in as slowly as I can, Chris’ eyes so focused on me, his lips barely open. I close the distance between our lips, the kiss a little more hot that what would be considered appropriate for a family lunch but for everyone it can look like a small kiss because I grab Chris’ neck to pull him closer so that he can conceal me for when I grace my tongue over his lips.

When I pull away, Chris’ eyes are so dark and stormy, his chest heaving. “Nobody is watching, Y/N”

“Oops, I guess I forgot” I grin. Chris is about to say something when the waiter interrupts him.

“Can I get your drinks?”

I’m the first one to order so without taking my eyes away from Chris, I tell him what I want. “I’ll have a pinot grigio”

“Do you think you are going to be able to handle yourself?” Chris whispers into my ear while everyone is ordering.

“It’s not myself that I’m worried about, Chris” I sit sideways, trying to face. “After all, you were the one watching me shower”

“But you were the one who left the door opened” He winks at me before turning back to the waiter, leaving me with my mouth wide open.

***

“Yeah, were not going out with you looking like that” Chris stands up from his couch as I reach the first floor, ready to go out with Chris and his siblings.

“Why?” I pout, looking down at my outfit. “What’s wrong with it?”

“Nothing, babe” Scott waves Chris off. “You look hot as fuck”

“Language” Lisa giggles, earning an eye roll from Chris. “No but you do look gorgeous, honey”

“I know! I never said she didn’t” Chris reaches my side and grabs my waist. “But so will the rest of the bar”

“Oh but I only have eyes for you” I bop his nose, knowing that Chris won’t actually force me to change.

“You’ll freeze to death” He counterparts, still trying to fight me.

“I’ll take a coat” I pat his chest before looking around the room. “Where are my girls?”

“Coming” Shanna shouts as she and Carly walk up to us.

“Lets goo” I clap my hands happily as we all get up, ready to leave.

***

I call already feel sweat running down the back of my neck, my whole body buzzing after the four shots of tequila Scott dared me to drink. It’s been so long since I’ve danced like this, so freely and feeling myself.

“Damn Y/N” Scott slaps my ass playfully, earning chuckles from his sisters. “You do know how to move”

“Thanks” I grin but then I roll my eyes. “Well, at least you notice it”

“Is this about my boring brother over there?” He nods his head to the direction where Chris is. He has a glass of whiskey in his hands, the other one on his phone, his eyes not moving away from the screen.

“Yeah, he hasn’t looked at me even for a minute since we got here” I try to not sound as disappointed as I actually feel but based on the look my fake in laws give me, I know that I’m not doing a good job at it.

“No no no, you go there and you force him to look at you, god every man in this bar probably wishes they could be grinding behind you” Shanna tells me, looking back at her brother. “If you don’t go, I’ll do it myself”

“You walk there and make him want you” Scott nods before giving me a soft push towards Chris’ direction.

I try to steady my breath, trying to come up with a plan to seduce Chris without making a fool of myself. I mean, I could blame it on the alcohol just in case, but I rather not have to do it.

When I close enough, without a warning, a grab the phone from his hand and before he has a chance to protest, I step myself in between his legs, sitting down in his lap. “Can you give me back my phone?”

“Nope” I reply, wrapping my arms around his neck. “Can you give me your attention?”

“Why? Is the attention of all the men in this bar not enough?” he scoffs, leaning back and away from me.

“Is that what this is all about? Are you jealous?” I move from his lap to rest both of my knees in the little space between his legs and I place my arms around his neck again, so basically I’m laying on top of him. “You know I don’t care about that, right? I only want your attention”

“You don’t have to lie, Scott and the girls are not close enough to hear you” He rolls his eyes before moving them away from me.

“God you are so stupid” I groan, grabbing his head to bring his focus back to me. I bring my lips up to his mouth, my tongue darting out to get a taste of his mouth. His lips are warm and soft and I can’t help but moan when his tongue meets mine.

Thank god the lighting in this bar is so dark, otherwise people would have seen the entire show Chris and I are putting on. He finally sits up straighter, his hands grabbing the back of my thighs as I dig my hands into his blond mess. I pull his head back by his hair, making him look me in the eyes.

“Chris” I try to speak but I’m so out of breath that it comes out as a moan.

“Fuck” Chris curses, his chest heaving and his hands giving my thighs a hard squeeze that earns him another moan. “We can’t do this”

I’m about to step away from him, feeling rejected when he adds “not here”.

I give him a quick kiss before standing up and stretching my hand to him. “Come dance with me then”

Chris bits his lips, a grin trying to scape, before standing up and grabbing my hand. “Lead the way”

“You know, now that I think about it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you dance, Captain” I walk backwards, my hand still in his. “That time at Robert’s house you denied me of such a pleasures”

“It was for your own good” He grins, pulling my arm to stop me on my tracks. “You wouldn’t have been able to keep you hands off me”

“Cocky much?” I roll my eyes, pressing my hands against his chest as his arms circle my waist.

“You know I am, Baby” He winks at me before giving my side a squeeze. “No but all jokes aside, my dance moves suuuck”

“I think I’ll be the judge of that, Cap” I pull him closer to me, keeping my eyes on his. “Now, let’s dance”

***

“MCDONALDS MCDONALDS MCDONALDS” Scott and I chant loudly as Chris, who is sitting between us in the back, rolls his eyes.

“Shanna, we are going to have to stop at McDonalds or they won’t stop” Chris leans forward to pop his head between his sisters. “Y/N alone is a force to be reckoned with but you add Scott to the mixture and it’s worse”

“Fine, I’ll look for one not to far away” Carly pulls out her phone to look for one close as Shanna just laughs.

“You are in for a good one, brother” She giggles as Carly gives her the directions.

We finally reach the restaurant and after ordering from the drive thru, we are back in the road to home.

“Don’t get ice cream on the couch” Chris looks at me sternly as he holds my ice cream cone.

“Or what?” I flash him a grin before leaning in to suck on the ice cream still in his hand.

“Fuck” He breaths out lowly, just for me to hear. “You are killing me, woman”

“Good” I dip my finger into the ice cream before rubbing it on his cheek. “Oops, let me clean that”

I lean in, sticking ny tongue out to seductively lick the sweetness of his cheek. “Better?”

“You two knock it off” Scott fake gags as he takes his eyes away from us.

“Nobody told you to look” Chris waves off his brother before grabbing me by the back of my neck to pull me to his lips.

“Stop it or I will jump of the car”

***

“Goodnight” Chris whispers to his siblings before closing the door to his bedroom.

“Tonight was so much fun” I beam at him, my cheeks still red from the alcohol and the hot kiss Chris gave me on the car.

“You know, I get what you got nominated for an Oscar” Chris chuckles, kicking his shoes off.

“What do you mean?” I frown, popping my head from the bathroom door as I pull up my pijama shorts.

“You and the whole act you put on today” He looks at me as I step back into the room. “I’m sure everyone is convinced we are in love now”

There’s a part in me that instantly breaks, I fell my legs go numb, like my whole body just got thrown down a hill. “Oh, yeah.. the act. I mean that’s what I’m here for after all”

“Thank you” Chris stands up from the edge of the bed to place a kiss on forehead before walking towards his closet to pull out his pillows and blankets.

“No problem” I whisper softly before walking up to the bed and letting the bed spread engulf me.

“Every thing okay?” Chris asks be as I turn my back to him.

“Yup, just tired” I reply, trying hard not to cry right then and there.

“Okay” I hear him say before laying down on his made up bed. God, men are so oblivious. “Good night”

I don’t reply, already feeling the tears in the back of my eyes and my throat drying up.

“Y/N?” Chris asks again when I don’t reply.

I don’t know what happens but suddenly I’m sitting up and facing him. “No, Chris, actually, everything’s not fine because I wasn’t acting and for a second there I thought you weren’t either. For me, pretending to be in love with you stopped being an act a long time ago. Fuck I don’t think it was an act at all. And I know I promised to help you with this little stunt but I feel like if I stay and I keep pretending that this is all fake to me, I’m going to end up so heartbroken beyond repair so I think it would be best if I leave tomorrow morning”

“Y/N”

“Don’t. I don’t need your pity nor an apology or whatever it is that you are going to give me. I know that this isn’t your fault, you made it pretty clear that this was all an act and that you don’t want a relationship right now and I respect that but I also hope you respect my decision to remove myself from this situation before it gets me” I know that I’m crying now, big tears running down my cheeks.

“Can I talk?” Chris asks me from the floor where he is sitting.

“Sorry, yes” I clean my tears with the back of my hands as Chris moves to sit on the edge of the bed, next to me.

“The fact that you think that this was all on act to me is beyond me” Chris brings his hand up to caress my cheek. “I seriously thought I was being so obvious about how you made me feel that I was scared that you were just acting so that’s why I said what I said. I didn’t say it because I wanted it to me an act, a lie, I said it because I was trying to convince myself of it. Because I thought that that’s what it was to you, I didn’t want to make you feel like you had to love me back because I knew it was unfair. I’ve spent the last couple of days fighting this urge to hold you all the time, not just when my parents or my siblings are around”

“Chris, I-”

“I love you, Y/N”

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Pleaseee dont hate me!! I had scheduled this to be posted on friday but I think I did it wrong since it didn’t! Sorry!!!

Also, this is not the last part, I’m doing one more so that should be up by friday.

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SORRY! I have a test tomorrow and I havent had the time to finish next part but I promise it’ll be worth the wait

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I want to do story on Steve Rogers about that trend ob twitter that you only see color until you meet your soulmate

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Not me not knowing that Chris’ parents are separated, I should’ve fact checked lol but for story purposes, we’ll pretend like thats not the case. Sorryyyyy

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I’ll be tagging everyone who asked me ❤️ thanks and I’m so happy you are enjoying this

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Just for Show

Chris Evans x reader

Summary: The Evans Christmas Family get together is coming soon and Chris has to come up with a plan as to who he is taking with him

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

“What do I do?” I bite the side of my lip.

“Enjoy it, Y/N” My sister snaps. “You have the most gorgeous man as your boyfriend for the next week. So what if it’s just for pretend? Kiss him, fuck, even seduce him. Take this as an opportunity to make him fall in love with you”

“I can’t” I shake my head. “I’m gonna end up with a broken heart and I just can’t”

“Y/N, if you dont do anything, you are still going to end up heartbroken, just try it at least” I can tell by her tone that she is rolling her eyes. “Nothing to big, but just act like his actual girlfriend, kiss him, hug him, always try to touch him, you are a fucking actress, you know what to do”

“Should I really?” I start giving in to her idea, I mean, I’m already here, might as well just do it.

“Yes, take every chance you can to get him to notice you” She says as I hear the gliding glass door behind me.

“I have to go but I’ll try” I quickly hang up the phone before turning around.

“The dogs okay?” Chris asks as he steps out into the patio.

“Yes, everything perfect” I give him a reassuring smile before walking over to him. “Lets go inside, I promised your mom I would help with dinner”

***

“And then Chris just kept shoving the sand up his diaper” Robert finishes, making me bend over in laughter. “He cried for like two days because his butt was all sore and red”

“Thanks Dad” Chris shakes his head as he brings the beer up to his lips.

“Oh come on, I like knowing all of your little moments of mischief” I lean into him, wrapping my arms around his middle and stepping in between his legs.

“I-I” Chris stutters. I stand up on my tip toes to give him a quick peck before walking back to mixing the ingredients for the pizza.

“Can you help me roll this?” I look back at him as I place the dough over the table, Chris is still shocked from my kiss, not really taking in what I said. “Babe?”

“Ah yes” He finally snaps before walking over to me and taking over the dough. I stand behind him, wrapping my arms around him and pressing my cheeks against his back.

“I’ll get the brownies going” I step back and clean my hands off from the flour. I grab all the ingredients for the mix and take a place in front of Chris, across the kitchen aisle. “So Rob, any stories on Teen Chris and his girlfriends?”

“Ugh dont even get me started” Lisa takes over the conversation, leaning back in her chair with her wine glass in hand. “There was this one time where I caught him making out with the next door neighbor, she was here because her mom was at a doctor’s appointment since she was pregnant. Chris asked me if they could use the pool and I let them because I wasn’t expecting to find them locking lips in my backyard”

“And where is that neighbor now, is she next door, should I be worried?” I narrow my eyes at Chris, a playful grin over my mouth.

“Not even a little” He winks at me as he leans in to stretch the dough. “She moved away a couple of years back”

“So that’s the only reason?” I gasp, reaching in the flour bag and throwing a handful at his face. Soon enough he was covered in the powder, his red shirt now completely white.

“You are in trouble, miss” Chris speaks as he shakes off the powder from his face. I try to back away but he is faster, dipping his hand on the brownie mix and then smearing in all over my face.

“CHRIS” I gasp as he lifts me from the floor, his arms around my hips. Everyone steps back, trying not the get dirty, laughter spreading across de room.

“Here, I’ll help” he says but before I cant stop him, he starts licking my face, first my cheeks and then my forehead, until he reaches my lips. His kiss is sloppy, as he tries to lick off the sweetness from my lips, but then one of his hands grabs my neck and keeps my locked to him as his tongue ventures into my mouth, forcing a moan out of me. “Oh, someone needs to cool off”

“Dont you dare” I try to wiggle out of his arms, already knowing what his mind is conjuring.

“Babe we both know you cant win” He gives me a quick kiss as he starts walking with me in his arms. “Scott get the door”

“Scott, I swear if you open that door, I’ll make sure you regret it for the rest of your life” I look back at the younger Evans, but he just laughs as he opens up the door.

“Sorry, I do love me some pranks” He chuckles as Chris steps out with me in his arms, the whole family following behind.

“Chris, please” I try to beg. “It’s gonna be really cold”

“Worry not, my darling” He steps closer to the edge of the pool. “I’ll warm you up”

Next thing I know, I’m being pulled into a freezing water. Chris still has his arms around me as we both come back up. He can’t hold his laughter when I glare at him. “Oops, I think I fell”

“I’ll get you guys some towels” Lisa shakes her head laughing as she steps back into the house. “We dont want you guys catching a cold”

“I hate you” I try once again to step away from Chris but he stops me.

“We both know you don’t” He grins, walking towards the pool stairs with me still in his arms. As everyone goes back inside, Chris turns to my ear “Besides, I would do this again just to see that shirt stick to your body”

“I would say the same, too bad little Evans shrinks in the cold” I pat his chest as he places me on my feet.

“There’s nothing ‘little’ about it, love” He winks at me just before his mom walks out with two big towels in her hands.

“Here you go” She hands one to each of us. “you should take a warm shower, we’ll finish up the food”

“I’m so sorry” I blush, imagining the mess we probably made.

“Nonsense, baby” She waves me off. “We are here to have a good time”

“Come, we’ll use the shower in my bedroom” Chris grabs my hand, leading me back inside. “Warming you up is gonna be my favorite part”

“Christopher Robert Evans” Lisa scolds him, earning a laugh from Scott.

“Sorry, mom”

***

“You take the bathroom first” Chris finally speaks when we enter the room. “You are shaking”

“Well that’s what happens when someone falls into a pool in winter” I shake my head, rubbing my hands together. “But I’ll take your offer”

I grab my pjs before walking into the bathroom. I’m about to close the door when something in me lights up, leaving the door ajar, closed enough to make it look like an accident but opened enough so that he can get a good look.

With my back to the door, I drop the towel, making sure it makes a loud noise to get Chris’ attention. It takes a couple of seconds but then I feel it. His gaze. That’s all I need to get the courage to take off my blouse. It’s difficult at first since it’s all wet and sticky, but I manage to get rid off it. Then goes the pants, they too are difficult and it’s hard to make it look sexy but I manage to pull them off without falling on my face. Now there’s just the underwear separating Chris’ gaze and my bare skin. It feels quite nice taking my bra off, it is drenched so it makes it heavier on my body. I realize that I’m taking too much time, it’s almost suspicious, so I quickly get rid off my underwear and walk into the shower.

Lucky for me, I’m still in Chris’ view and I can tell by the reflection in the mirror that he’s still looking at me. I turn around to face him, the tinted glass of the shower making it imposible for him to fully look at my nakedness. I know he can make out my silhouette but not the details nor my face so I take my time to look at his reaction. He’s holding his towel in one hand, his chest heaving and his eyes focused and dark. But then his tongue darts out, licking his bottom lip and I’m almost tempted to call his name, to ask him to join me. But that’s when the slamming of a door makes me jump out of my thoughts.

Chris just left the room.

***

“Bless you” Chris says for the fifth time in the last 5 minutes. “I’m so sorry”

“It’s okay” I shake my head, the next sneeze already tickling my nose. “It’s not your fault”

“I threw you in the pool at night in December” He sighs, placing his hand over my forehead. “It’s totally my fault”

“It’ll be gone by tomorrow, I’m sure of it” I always get like this whenever I’m too cold but it usually just lasts a couple of days. “Go to bed Chris, it’s 1 am”

“I’m not leaving you like this” He shakes his head. “Not when I caused this”

“It’s okay a promise” I try to convince him but my shivering doesn’t help. “Can you get me another blanket?”

“I have a better idea” He pulls the bed covers enough to climb in next to me. Without saying a word, he pulls me against his chest. I want to protest at first but he’s so warm and comfortable I can’t bring myself to it. “Better?”

“So much”

***

“Morning” Chris turns his head to look at me from the breakfast table, as I rub my eyes. He grabs my hip when I close enough, pulling me to him. “Want some breakfast?”

“You already ate” I frown looking around the room as Scott bites into his toast, Chris’ sisters are doing some dishes and his mom and dad are sipping the remaining coffee in their cups.

“I didn’t want to wake you, you spent most of the night shivering, I was letting you get a good sleep” He pats my side. “Feeling better?”

“Yes, actually” I nod, reaching for the piece of pancake in his plate. As I try to move away to take the empty chair next to Chris, he stops me, pulling me down into his lap.

“Open up” He says, grabbing another piece of pancake coated in honey. He brings it up to my lip and when I open up, I make sure that my tongue grazes his finger. I know I succeeded when I look at his face, his eyes now dark and stormy and his grip on my side now tighter.

“Delicious” I smile down at him before looking up at Robert and Lisa. “So, I have and idea! I want to take you all out for lunch today”

“Oh sweetie you don’t have to” Rob shakes his head as I feel Chris’ heavy eyes on me.

“I won’t take no for an answer” I shake my head. “You’ve been so nice to me and I want to return the favor. Besides, I want to see more of the town and what better tour guys than you? And later tonight is gonna be night out for the girls, Scott, Chris and I”

“When did you have time to think all of this?” Chris chuckles as I grab his coffee mug from his hands.

“I’ve been thinking about it since yesterday” I tell him. “The kids are coming soon so we have to use our time wisely”

“Amen” Chris’ sister shouts from the kitchen.

“So I want everyone looking devilishly handsome by 1 pm” I announce, looking around the room before landing my eyes back on Chris. “But it’s not like you have to try hard for that” I kiss him one last time before leaving his lap to take the seat next to him.

“What are you doing to me?” Chris whispers to himself.

It’s faint but I manage to hear it.

And I think my heart is going to beat out of my chest.

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Hiii!! I’ll be posting part 3 todaaay

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Just for Show

Chris Evans x Reader

Summary: The Evans Christmas Family get together is coming soon and Chris has to come up with a plan as to who he is taking with him

Part 1, Part 2

“Movie time” Robert announces after we finish washing the dishes. “Y/N since you are our guest, you can pick the Christmas movie”

“Oh, what an honor” I smile at him. “I’ll have to go with my favorite Home Alone”

“Great, I’ll go set it up then” he claps his hands before he leaves the kitchen.

“So when do I get to see the little muchkins?” I ask Carly as Chris and Scott search for bowls for the popcorn.

“They’ll be here soon, Ryan took them for a couple of days to see his mother and then they’ll join us here after christmas” Carly explains as she gets the cocoa powder out. Chris had mention that it’s a family tradition to drink hot chocolate while watching christmas movies.

“Last time I saw them, it was for Chris’s 37 birthday party I think” I pout, still picturing them as small as they were that time.

“I know, it’s been a while” Carly replies as we distribute the milk in each cup. “They were so excited when I mentioned you were coming”

We finish up the drinks and take them to the tv room, Chris and Scott following behind with the popcorn bowls. Lisa and Robert are already sitted over the big couch so Scott takes the remaining space next to them and Carly and Shanna take the other couch. There’s a small couch remaining so I turn to Chris.

“You can take the couch, I’ll take the floor” I tell him but he’s already shaking his head.

“Nonsense, we’ll share the couch” He sits down, his back resting against the side of the couch and his legs spread out over the remaining space, living room for me between his legs. “Come here”

I feel my stomach do a flip but I try to swallow it down, reminding myself that we have to put on a show. That’s all it is.

I sit between his legs, my back pressed against his chest and my head tucked in under his chin. Chris grabs a fuzzy blanket thats laying on the the back of the couch before spreading over us.

I can feel myself tense up as Chris’ breath tickles my ear. Chris probably senses this become his mouth drops to my ear. “Relax, it’s okay” he whispers soflty into my ear before planting a kiss under it when Scott looks our way.

***

“Good night” Chris and I both shout before closing the door of our room. “Not too bad for the first day” Chris sighs as I’m searching for my pijamas in my bag.

“Yeah cuz lying to your parents and siblings is always good” I roll my eyes before stepping into the bathroom to change.

“We just have to make sure they don’t find our it’s a lie until I tell them that we broke up in like a month” He explains through the door.

“And what are you going to do next time you have to come? How’ll be your pretend girlfriend?” I ask, quickly changing into my grey sweatpants and a white plain t shirt. I open the door when I’m ready so Chris can come in to wash his teeth.

“I’ll cross that bridge once I get there” He winks at me before reaching for the toothpaste. “Everything we’ll be fine, I promise”

“Fine just don’t make me the bad one in our break up story” I poke his side before snatching the toothpaste from his hand.

“I’ll tell them you cheated on me with Seb” Chris teases but stops laughing when I send him a glare. “I’m kidding, I’ll say it was because of our bussy schedules or something”

“That’s better” I speak around my toothbrush, the words getting muffled.

“Come on, let’s get some sleep” Chris tugs my shirt. “Tomorrow we are going to a Christmas Tree Farm, they decorate with all these beautiful lights, it’s gorgeous”

“Ohh sounds fun” I beam as I climb into Chris’ bed. “Are you sure you are okay taking the floor?”

“Absolutely” He smiles at me before flopping down on his bed. “Good night, Y/N”

“Good night, Bob” I grin, knowing how much he hates when I call him that.

***

“Chris honey” Lisa’s voice startles me awake. I immediately look at the floor where Chris is slight snoring.

“Chris” I whisper shout to get him to wake up. He ignores me completely so I throw a pillow at his face.

“What? What’s happening?” Chris almost jumps when the pillow hits his face.

“Your mom is a the door” I point at the door.

“And?” he looks at me confused but then he realizes. “Fuck fuck”

“Chris can I come in?” His mom asks again so Chris quicky jumps to his feet, grabbing the blankets and pillows that were his bed and throwing them at the bed before climbing on behind me so he can put his arms around me and pull me against his chest.

“Come in” He shouts before pulling the bed covers over us.

“Good morning” His mom smiles at us as she enters the room. “How did you sleep?”

“Amazing” Chris answers for the both of us before looking around the bed. “Y/N got really cold tho so I grabbed some extra blankets”

“Ah yes it was a chilly night” His mom nods so I just smile at her, too tense to give her an answer. “So breakfast is ready, we’ll be heading to the tree farm after that and we’ll have lunch there, is that okay?”

“Absolutely” Chris assures her before she finally steps out of the room.

“Chris” I call his name, now that we are alone.

“Yeah?” He looks down at me, a long strand of hair falling over his face.

“You’re poking me” I whisper, my cheeks turning red at the feeling of him.

“Oh shit sorry” He immediately backs away from me. “Y/ N I’m so sorry”

“It’s okay, I know you didn’t mean it” I pat his chest before getting out of bed. “Now move, I’m hungry”

***

“That’s so gorgeous” I beam, my eyes almost glowing as I take in all the decorated trees and all the different colors of christmas lights.

“I knew you’d like it” Chris grins as he grabs my hand, guiding towards the entrance.

“We’ve comed here since Chris was a little boy” Robert tells me, looking up at his son. “He would try to get us to play hide and seek until that time when he actually got lost for like half an hour and cried the whole way home”

“Thanks dad” Chris laughs, scratching the back of his head, looking down at me.

“Come on, lets see some of the decoration before we go for some apple cider” Lisa claps her hands excitendly as we venture into the farm.

Chris’ hand is still on mine as we walk around, looking at all the different trees there are. Most of them are the typical Christmas trees with the red and gold decoration and the twinkle lights, but there are others that have more of a theme, one is about The Grinch, with a green feather boa wrapped around the tree ando with different ornaments with people from Whoville and right at the top is the face of the Grinch. There’s another one that has a candyland theme, with pink christmas lights and ornaments in the shape of sweets.

“Hey Chris look” Shanna calls our attention, pointing a tree that seems to have a theme. And that’s when I see it, the shield.

“It’s a marvel tree” I gasp, fully taking in all of the tree. There’s an A a the top of the tree, with ornaments of cap’s shield, thor’s hammer, arrows, and more, also there’s one for each one of us, with our faces and our names.

“Thats so fucking cool” Chris grins as he looks for his own ornament.

“Lenguage” I tease him before looking for mine.

“They are right here” Scott points out. “An they are right next to each other”

“As it should be” Chris takes out his phone to take a pic at the two little blue balls with our faces on them and then he takes a pic of the entire tree and sends it to our group chat. “Babe como look”

I reach his side to look at the dangly figures. “Our job is the coolest” I look up at him grinning.

“It is” He smiles down at me before giving me a quick kiss before turning to his brother.

It takes me a couple of seconds to register that Chris just kissed me, sure we kissed yesterday but it was prompted, this was just out of the blue. But I guess that’s how couples actually kiss so it makes sense.

He grabs my hand again as we keep walking down the aisle, admiring all the beautiful trees. It takes about half an hour to look at the trees so we go down to the cafeteria to grab some lunch. I’m happy we’ve made it to a warm area because I was almost shivering from the cold and I couldn’t feel my face.

“Your nose is so red” Chris chuckles as I start to take off my scarf and my hat. “I’ll get you some apple cider to warm you up and a sandwich”

“Thanks” I smile at him before he walks away with his dad and Scott to get us food.

“I’ve never seen him like this” Carly’s commet comes out of nowhere, her gaze following Chris.

“What? Chris? How” I ask, my brows furrowed at her comment.

“So happy and in love” Shanna replies for her sister.

“I-I don’t think he is in love” I stutter, suddenly my blood finally reaching my face.

“Well maybe he hasn’t said it but I can see it in his eyes” Shanna nods at her sister’s observation. “He looks radiant even”

“Well is Chris” I chuckle. “He always look radiant” My own comment catches me off guard.

“Trust us, darling” Lisa assures me “He is different with you”

When the girls start talking about the christmas dinner for tomorrow, my mind starts to race, already going in panic mode over the past events. I’ve been there, loving Chris is something that came pretty natural to me, but I also got over him, seeing him with Jenny was enough for me to know that I couldn’t bear the heartbreak, so I moved on. I mean, I think I did.

“What has got your mind on a twist?” Chris’ voice startles me as he places my food in front me of. “Don’t frown” he chuckles, bending down to kiss my forehead.

“Sorry, I was just worried about Missy and Dodger that’s all” I shake my thoughts away, smiling up to Chris.

“They are okay, I’m sure” He takes the empty chair next to me. “We’ll call your sister once we get back home to check on them”

“Thanks” I nod before bringing my apple cider back to my lips. Chris winks at me before placing a hand over my thigh, he then turns to engage in a conversation with his father.

I can feel his touch burning through my skin, the weight of his hand over my thigh send tingles down my spine. “I need to get some air” I stand up abruptly, ignoring everyone’s concerned look. I walk out of the little cabin where the food was being served, into the cold air, my hands wrapping around myself almost immediately. I start to walk down the aisle of the christmas trees, the cold wind helping me calm my heartbeat.

“Everything okay?” Lisa startles me as she appears behind me.

“Mmm yeah I just got a little dizzy so I came here for air” I give her a smile before looking down at my feet.

“I’m sorry if we scared you with our conversation back there” She places her arms around my shoulders as we make our way back. “I know that you and Chris are just starting but I can tell how much he loves and appreciates you”

“Thanks, Lisa” I lean my head on her shoulder as we reach Chris who is waiting for us at the entrance.

“You okay?” He steps closer to me, grabbing my face with both of his hands.

“Yes” I nod so he gives me a quick kiss before grabbing my hand.

“Come on, everyone’s ready to go”

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[capsicle-evans]

Just for Show

Chris Evans x Reader

Summary: The Evans Christmas family get together is coming soon and Chris has to come up with a plan as to who he is taking home with him.

Part 1

“Come again?” I blink, my hand lowering the spoon back to the cereal bowl.

“Listen, it would be just for a week and a half” Chris leans back in his chair, his fingers touching the border of the wooden table. “It’ll be over before you realize”

“You want me to fly down to Boston for the holidays and pretend to be your girlfriend for two weeks?” I place my bowl on the table, no longer interested in the soggy cereal. “Chris, you are almost 40, aren’t you old enough to tell your parents that you are still single?”

“Yes but then my mom will spend those days trying to introduce me to all of the daughters of her book club members” He sighs, still remember the last time he was there.

“And? Maybe that’ll be a good thing” I point out. “You can find the right one that way”

“It’s just that- I don’t want to date anyone right now, I like how things are” He states. His life is too hectic right now, besides, he’s gotten used to his routine with Dodger, just the two of them.

“Then tell that to your mother” I roll my eyes, not really getting why he has to do this. “This is pointless”

“Y/N, please. Don’t make me use my card” He pleads.

“You wouldn’t” I narrow my eyes, leaning in closer.

“I mean, you do owe me a favor after all” He gives me a cheeky smile, knowing damn well I can’t say no.

“You pretended to be sick so that I could get out of a boring date” I spat, remembering his phone call during my date. “You are asking me to skip my family’s christmas dinner and to pretend to be your girlfriend for almost two weeks”

“You said that you would do anything to make it up to me” Chris leans in, giving me his side smile. “So, will you be my fake girlfriend for two weeks?”

“I hate you, Evans” I roll my eyes as he grins widely.

***

“So, what’s our story?” I ask Chris as we wait for Scott to bring the car around. He offered himself to pick us up from the airport.

“What story?” Chris asks, pulling his sunglasses out of his bag.

“Our dating story, how did we go from coworkers to lovers?” I ask, letting my hair out of my messy bun.

“You couldn’t resist yourself after seeing my ass with cap’s uniform” He grins, pulling me towards him by wrapping his arms around my shoulders. “Scott is right there, better put on a show” He kisses my forehead, before pulling away to grab my suitcase.

“Ohh so I’m getting the whole girlfriend experience” I tease him, grabbing me bag from the floor.

“Not the whole experience, sweetheart” He winks at me as Scott steps out of his car to open the trunk for Chris.

“Y/N, I missed you” Scott pulls me into a tight hug. “When Chris said you two were dating I couldn’t believe it myself”

“Yeah, it took him some begging but I finally gave in” I tease, getting a snort from Chris.

“What can I say? I like them difficult” He grins back, placing our bangs in the trunk.

“Well, I’m sorry Y/N but I’m also glad you are part of the family now” Scott gives me a wide smile before climbing back into the car.

“I can’t believe we are doing this to your family” I groan as Chris opens the door for me. “I feel awful”

“It’ll be okay” He gives me a sad smile before closing the door so he can climb next to his brother.

***

“Y/N, sweetie, come here” Lisa pulls me into her warm embrace, as Robert stand behind her with a wide smile. “When Chris told me you were dating, I almost cried with joy”

“I’m glad you are happy” I give her a warm smile before turning to Robert. “If it isn’t my favorite Evans boy in the world?”

“Ain’t that a lie” Chris laughs as I hug his dad; who’s gone red from my comments.

“You are right, it’s me” Scott winks at me as he places our bags next to the door.

“Oh come on, leave your brother alone” Lisa stands on her tip toes to hug Chris. “I missed you kid”

“Missed you too, mom” He places a kiss on the top of her mom’s head before turning to his dad. “Hey Dad”

“Hi, Chris” He pats his son’s back. “How was the flight?”

“Really good actually” Chris steps back, wrapping an arm around my waist. “This little one slept the whole way through”

“That’s what happens when you wake me at 4 am” I defend myself, shifting slightly as I feel Chris’ hand on my side.

“Oh, let me take you to your room so you can rest some more, besides, Carly and Shanna won’t be here until five” Lisa guides us down the main hall that leads to the rooms. “You guys are going to be in Chris’ old room, I cleaned it just for you”

Of course we are sharing rooms, I think to myself. Chris probably realized what I was thinking so he just mouthed “it’s okay”

“I’ll let you guys settle in” Lisa smiles brightly at us before stepping outside of the room and closing the door behind her.

“What-”

“I’ll take the floor” Chris replies, knowing what I was going to ask. “There are some blankets and pillows in the closet”

“I hate lying to your mom” I pout, sitting down at the edge of his bed. “She is a saint”

“I’m sorry for putting you through this” Chris sighs, stepping closer to me “But look, we get along really well, we just have to be ourselves and it’ll be okay”

“Fine but our story is not going to be about me fawning over your ass” I roll my eyes before flopping back into the bed. “Now let me have a nap”

“You want to sleep more?” Chris laughs, grabbing some stuff from his bag. I just nod so he shakes his head. “Well, I’m gonna take a shower”

“Great” I five him a thumbs up without opening my eyes.

***

“So he was all jealous and-” I stop myself as Chris enters the living room, rubbing his eyes. When I woke up from my nap, Chris was asleep on the floor on his ‘bed��� made of blankets, and that’s when I heard Lisa and Shanna. “I was telling your sisters how we started dating”

“Oh and how much did you tell them?” He raises his brow.

“I was just telling them how you got all jealous when Seb was complementing me on my new costume” I grin at him, as he stands behind me, placing his hands over my shoulders. “But I only had eyes for you”

“And that’s how it should be” He leans in, placing a kiss over my forehead before turning to his sisters. “Hey guys, how you’ve been?”

“Great, we are so excited to share all of your embaracing stories with Y/N” Shanna beams, bringing her tea cup up to her lips.

“And Dodger? Who did you left him with?” Carly asks, not used to seeing Chris without his furry buddy.

“We left him at my apartment with my dog Missy, I live with my older sister so she’s taking care of them” I explain to them as Chris takes a sit next to me over the couch.

“She’s not going home for the holidays?” Shanna asks me as Chris reaches for my hand to play with my fingers.

“I bought my parents tickets to visit my younger sister and my older sister decided to stay back with the dogs and her boyfriend” I stare at my hand intertwined with Chris’ for a couple of seconds before turning my attention back to his sisters. “Which worked perfect for me”

“And for me” Chris sighs before planting a kiss over my temple.

“Aww” Shanna beams. “I’m so happy for you guys”

“Thanks” I smile shyly at her, Chris’ breath so close to me, it sends shiver’s down my spine.

“We should probably go help mom with dinner” Carly stands up and Shanna follows her so I make a move to stand up too. “No no, you are a guest, stay here”

“Are you sure? I can help” I try to stand up again but Chris stops me.

“They wont let you” Chris laughs, already knowing his mom and sisters. “Stay here with me”

After her sisters disappear into the kitchen, I pull my hand away from Chris. “You are really good at this fake boyfriend thing” I point out.

“Well, I hope so since acting is what I do for a living” Chris chuckles before grabbing the remote control to turn the tv on. “Let’s watch something”

***

“You have to kiss” Scott’s words make me choke on my chicken. “I haven’t seen you kiss since you got here”

“Uh, Y/N is just to shy when it comes to PDA” Chris defends us while patting my back so I can stop coughing.

“Oh come on, it’s us” Scott scoffs before his sisters join him on the request.

“Yess, we want to see” Carly claps her hands while Lisa shakes her head with a smile on her face. “It’s been a while since we’ve seen Chris with a girl”

“It’s weird that you guys want to see me kiss someone” Chris frowns as I take a sip of water.

“Just do it dude, you kiss other women on camera all the time” Scott pushes so Chris looks down at me. I give him a little shrug so Chris nods.

“Fine” He turns to face me before pulling me towards him by placing a finger under my chin. I lean in, ready to get it over with but when his eyes lock into mine, I feel myself getting nervous. It’s not like I haven’t kissed Chris before, we had to for the last avengers movie we did together, but it was different. He was Captain America and I was a Shields agent. We were not Chris and Y/N.

Chris finally kisses me, his warm lips taking over mine. It’s not just a peck, but not a full on kiss, he takes my bottom lip between his before pulling away soflty, he leans in again for a quick peck before kissing my nose and pulling back. “There, happy?” He asks his brother and sisters who just nod and whistle to tease him.

When nobody is looking, Chris leans in to whisper in my ear. “Sorry if it was too much, I knew that if I made it small they wouldn’t drop it”

“It’s okay” I nod and give him a reassuring smile before losing myself back in my thoughts, scared that the feelings that I had for Chris when I first met him might come back if I’m not careful.

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