#chris evans daddy!kink

[cevansbrat0007]

Make Me Series Masterlist

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[lilacevans]

'*•.¸♡ 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒅𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔 ♡¸.•*'

'•.¸♡ ˏˋ°•⁀➷ ari levinson x (non-descriptive) female!reader

: ̗̀➛ warnings: daddy kink, oral (male receiving), praise kink, spitting

: ̗̀➛ word count: 1,031 (was supposed to be a liccle blurb but oh well)

: ̗̀➛ notes: this is word vomit. tbh, not even i know what this actually is. go with the flow my dudes. also be nice. i haven't written smut properly in a while. i'll come for yer kneecaps.

ari coming home after a long, gruelling work trip; one he didn't want to go on; especially without you. usually, he would take you along with him; however, this time he couldn't. all week you had been receiving text after text of him complaining about his day, him telling you how much he missed you, how he just wanted to be home with you.

finally,

''daddy's home,'' ari sang, voice deep and laced with a mix of relief and exhaustion as cracked the door open and he stepped over the threshold, dropping his bag to the floor and shrugging the heavy coat off his shoulders and leaving them on the floor.

''daddy's home,'' ari sang, voice deep and laced with a mix of relief and exhaustion as cracked the door open and he stepped over the threshold, dropping his bag to the floor and shrugging the heavy coat off his shoulders and leaving them on the floor.

you perked up, melting down, your head leaning on your arm, heart eyes peered up at his figure slowly coming towards you, a tired smile on his lips.

“hi, daddy,'' you sing sweetly back at him, leaning up to meet his lips.

“hi, baby,'' he whispers back to you, pressing another soft kiss to your lips before making his way to his chair, dropping down with a heavy sigh and leaning down to untie the laces of his boots.

“no, no,'' you protest, slipping off the couch and sinking to the floor, discarding your glass on the coffee table before crawling over to him. ''come here, daddy. lemme help.”

you get to taking his boots off slowly, slipping them off over his overworked feet, dropping the heavy boots to the side of you before turning your attention to rubbing his thighs, massaging out the tension and peering up into his ocean eyes, while he praises you, “such a good girl. you take good care of your daddy, don't you, baby? best little wife in the world.''

“i didn't know if you ate before you came home or not,'' you say, lifting up onto your knees and working your hands up his torso, ''order food or shall i cook for you, daddy?”

“order in, baby, let’s have an easy night,” ari replies, hand cupping the side of your face, thumb stroking over your cheek.

you nod, smoothing your hands over his shoulders, his biceps as you capture him in a languid kiss, his hand moving to your hair, another heavy on the back of your neck. your fingers find their way to his belt, but as you about to pull the leather through the buckle, he pulls back; a whine slipping out of your throat.

“baby, it’s been a long day. i need a shower,” ari chuckles lowly.

“i don’t care,” you whisper back at him, pressing a last delicate kiss to his lips before getting back to work unbuckling his belt, and unbuttoning his jeans.

he raises enough for you to slip his jeans to his thighs. your fingers trace over the prominent bulge hidden by his briefs. you mouthed over the the fabric, finding the tip and concentrating there. your gleeful eyes lightening up as your husband finally relaxes into his chair, shoulders dropping with a quiet moan.

''that's my girl,'' ari praises as you pull down the waistband of his underwear, letting his cock spring free. ''come on, honey, less looking. get you mouth on it,'' he prompts, grasping a gentle handful of your hair and guiding you back down.

you blow him slowly, licking base to tip, peppering kisses and kitten licks along the length, hand reaching down to cup his balls, softly massaging them in the palm of your hand. the sounds of his moans, deep in his chest spurring you on. you could hear him slowly losing his mind as you swirled your tongue around the head of his cock before finally working your mouth down on his length.

''so good to me, my sweet, little wife,'' he starts to babble, his tired, gravelly voice mixed with his low moans made your thighs clench and your core ache. ''such an angel. letting me put my dirty cock in that sweet little mouth. do anything for your hardworking, daddy, huh?'' you nod with hollowed out cheeks, his grip on your hair softly guiding you up and down on his cock.

you notice ari's eyes drift to his glass of whisky, his hand stayed tangled in your hair as he reached over for the glass with his other hand, taking a long sip as you continued to work yourself on his cock.

''come here, baby,'' he says, tugging you off his cock and guiding your head back by your hair. ''let's share a drink.''

ari leaned down and gripped your cheeks, forcing your lips to part before he spat a steady stream of whisky straight into your mouth. heat bloomed through your thighs and your core ached as the bitter alcohol sliped down throat; the easiest whisky has ever gone down. eyes wide, you let out a needy whine.

“oh, you want more?” ari teased with a laugh.

you give a little nod and part your lips for him to repeat the action. you drink it down while he finished the contents of the glass and placed it back down. with a dirty smirk, he tiled your head back again with, fingers wrapped around your chin, fingers pushing into your cheek. you let your mouth fall open, gasping as he spat into your mouth and pulled you in for filthy kiss before guiding you back to his cock.

“that’s my girl,” he praised, relaxing back into his chair, head lulling back with a moan. “fuck,” he drawed out slow, “that fuckin’ mouth.”

uh bye

[inklore]

lauren sweet pea i saw ur post and now i’m thinking about ari levinson

specifically ari levinson eating pussy and making an absolute mess 🫠😏 do with that what u will

andddd now I'M thinking about it and absolutely losing my damn mind, i hate you, i love you for this omg because that man would be going at it until you were begging him to let up ok!!!!

When he picks his head up to look at you his beard is glistening with your juices, lips shiny with the arousal that coats them. His tongue coming out to run along his bottom lip, a deep noise sounding in his throat as he swallows, as if he's savoring that last taste—drop. "Hmm?" He asks almost innocently, as if he hasn't just made you come several times. Teeth nipping at the skin atop your thigh. His hair just as damp and messy as his beard.

"I can't-" you say breathlessly. Your words failing as your chest heaves, as your limbs feel weighted down and on fire. You can feel the wetness under your ass that has leaked out of you and soiled the sheets, your cheeks burning with something filthy, that deep lust-filled fire still burning for him as his tongue laps at the mess on your inner thighs. "Ari," you try to sound stern, try to sound anything other than heady and completely strung out, failing miserably.

"Say it."

Your safe word. The word that would make him stop completely. That would free you of his relentless tongue—mouth suctioning itself to your swollen and sensitive clit. All you have to do is say it and he'll stop. Lift himself from your legs and share the taste of your cunt on his tongue as he pulls your mouths together.

But you don't say it. Can't say it. Are too distracted by how good it feels to have him between your legs eating you out like he's fucking starved, as if he doesn’t end up there every night. The burn of your clit—your insides—addicting when a man as beautiful as him is giving it to you.

"Then," Ari says with a smirk, palms coming to the back of your thighs as he lifts them and presses them to your still heaving chest. "Let daddy get his fill of you." His mouth on your already scorching heat making you cry out, as his tongue rolls against your clit.

[sweetlilbambi-old]

(nsfw-ish) daddy!chris and his favorite girl ♡

note: my moodboard, but pics are from pinterest/tumblr! reblogs and likes are appreciated <3

[sidechrevans]

daddy's girl | inspiration?

[cevansbrat0007]

As an introvert who tends to take a while to come out of my shell, I’m wondering how Daddy Andy would go about trying to make the shy, quiet ladies feel more at ease? Would he be understanding of the extended silences and the awkward fidgeting or does he prefer someone who can hold a convo?

Andy doesn't mind if you're a little shy at first. You may not know this, but he's had his eye on you for a long time. He's kept his distance so that he could observe you, memorize your tiny quirks and unique mannerisms. He wants to learn everything about you - especially since he plans to make you his.

He plans to unravel and learn all of your secrets. You're an enigma to him, a puzzle he can't wait to solve. Andrew Barber knows that you are worth the wait.

And when he finally gets you alone the way he's been dying to have you - just you and him - he's going to ease you into being his baby. Perhaps he'll sit you on his lap while you get to know each other better. That way he'll get to enjoy your little blushes and sweet giggles as he asks you questions. Nothing too crazy or invasive, mind you.

But he wants you to get used to him - all of him. The feel of his big body wrapped around your own, the smell of his cologne filling your nostrils...

Andy wants you to crave him the way he's come to crave you. So he'll keep you perched on his lap while you show him your drawings or read him your poetry. Or he's content to cuddle with you while the two of you watch a movie. He can be delicate with you.

After all, Mr. Barber is playing the long game. So if you need to fidget, he'll give you something to hold onto. He'll start things off light by lacing his long fingers through yours. Although he longs for the day when he'll be treated to the sight and feel of you wrapping your hand around his thick cock.

But again, that's too much for you too soon. So he won't push.

And if you want to be quiet, that's fine too. Perhaps you could fill the silence with kisses. The choice is yours. And when it's all said and done, Andrew Barber will wait to make you his.

But make no mistake, sweet girl, he plans to have you sooner rather than later.

[cissywritess]

𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙔 𝘽𝘼𝙍𝘽𝙀𝙍 makes me throb

[lilacevans]

— always a good girl for daddy 🤍 | andy & daddy kink; req by anon

[stargirlfics]

Everyday I think about chris loving control. Like control me daddy please

Hmm yeah like telling you to do things, not with any force or arrogance but with subtle command, taking control of things without even trying very hard and it makes you so weak for him! He would love to have that kind of control and knows that it’s really all based on the trust you have in him 😮‍💨 plus it’s just so sexy to him when you do as he says, sitting when he tells you to sit, taking his hand whenever he holds it out for you, answering him with a sweet “yes, daddy”, the way you submit when he asks you to voice your feelings, to use your words, yeah this is such a mood!

[ozarkthedog]

Chris Evans in a knife fight is one of the fucking hottest things I’ve ever seen.