Life With Chris Alphabet | Chris Evans Alphabet
Life with Chris Alphabet | Chris Evans Alphabet
A/N: Thank you all sooo much for the love on my last imagine! I was so inspired I did one of these cause I love them and don’t see enough of them. And tbh they are so much easier to write than a whole story they’re like a bunch of little stories in one whats not to love?
WARNINGS: Extreme fluff, smut implied
A is for Affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?)
Chris is all about affection. He’s always wrapping his arms around you while you cook or brush your teeth, putting his chin in the crook of your neck and swaying you softly. Even the little things like having your hand in his while he drives or guiding you through a door with his hand on the small of your back. He’s insistent on touching you at all times.
B is for Beauty (what does he admire about you?)
There’s no doubt Chris thinks you’re stunning from head to toe. He loves it when you’re focused, and your glasses drop down to your nose a little and you bite your bottom lip. He loves how your hips sway when you walk, and your boobs bounce when you jump even the slightest. But what he finds really beautiful is how passionate you get about your favourite subjects; how you can talk for hours enthusiastically about a show you watched or a project you’re working on. Seeing your eyes light up and how much knowledge you can retain is truly his favourite part about you.
C is for cuddles (how would they cuddle?)
Cuddling is a common occurrence in your household. Whether it’s the long, standing hug before he goes on a trip, your arms wrapped around him, his chin resting on your head. Or the middle of the night when you roll over and latch onto him for warmth. But his favourite would have to be on the couch watching a movie or the game; when you lay your head on his lap and Dodger jumps up on the couch and snuggles into your arm, resting his fluffy head on Chris’s knee. You can only see half of the TV and if Chris needs to get up its game over but the fact that you’re both curled up on his lap and he can give you both cuddles and scratches at the same time makes him a happy guy.
D is for dates (what are dates with them like)
Chris is always taking you out for dinners or brunch. He loves taking you to familiar places where the staff know your name and people genuinely leave you alone to eat in peace. He knows you like getting dressed up for special things so any excuse to get you in a dress with easy access is a good reason for a date night. When his schedule doesn’t allow for that your most common date is making coffee at home and taking Dodger on a slow walk on a nearby path. It gives you both time to just talk and unwind in nature, holding hands and sipping your drinks.
E is for Endearing (Actions that mean a lot to them)
Chris loves coming home to you because he knows he’ll get a homemade Lasagna and lots of back scratches. He much prefers when you pick him up for the airport instead of getting a car because you always make a habit of picking up a packet of his favourite jellybeans to eat on the way home. Its the little things you do that make him know you listen and know what he likes. He loves the way you take care of him.
F is for First Impressions (What he thought when he first saw you)
Damn. He was taken away by your curves, seeing you in that dress was game over for him and he had to talk to you. He liked how you didn’t make it easy for him just because of who he was, he really had to work to get a date with you. He appreciated how you were kind to everyone you met no matter who they were and how you had an air of confidence about you that he admired. That day made him believe in love at first sight.
G is for Garments (What is his favourite outfit of yours?)
Don’t get the man wrong you in a tight dress is a sight to behold. Ok, you in anything tight that shows off your curves, ass or tits is a win for him. But honestly, he thinks you look best when you’re relaxed at home in front of the TV in one of his T-shirt which falls just below your ass but is tight around your boobs. You have your hair up in a claw clip and some granny panties on, fresh faced after doing your skincare. That’s when he thinks you look your best.
H is for Hands (Where are his hands?)
On your ass. He’s an ass man of course he’s going to gravitate towards that area. But if he must keep it more PG then they’re on your lower back or around your waist. Although, when you’re spooning it likes to grab a handful of your boob and just squeeze in content from time to time. He calls them his stress balls.
I is for ick (What’s something that annoys you about eachother?)
Beard hairs in the sink. It drives you nuts his half ass attempt at washing them down the drain with a little bit of water. You hate shaving day because you know you’re going to walk in and see little brown and grey specks in the sink. And then when you call he comes rushing in “I know I know I’m sorrey.. I’ll clean it its fine, its fine!” in his thick Boston accent.
At night, when you two get settled into bed, lights off, snuggled in the sheets without fault you will ask him to fill up your water bottle. No matter how many times he’ll ask you before bed if you have filled it up, you’ll always eventually ask him to go downstairs and fill it up. And you can’t drink regular tap water out of the sink.. nooooo… it has to be filtered water with pebbled ice. He reckons you’re perpetually thirsty or something. He’ll do it every time, but God does it get on his nerves.
J is for jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they're jealous?)
Chris gets jealous and he can’t help it. He just knows what he has and thinks every man and his wife wants it. Whether its the valet who looked at you a little too long or when someone obviously flirts with you in public. His jaw will go tense and his grip on your waist will tighten. He’ll even whisper something dirty in your ear for good measures so everyone knows that he’s the only guy whose making you blush and more.
K is for kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to be kissed?)
He’s all about that tongue. Doesn’t matter where you are he will be slipping his tongue in your mouth even just for a second. When it’s just the two of you he’ll grab your jaw to pull it up to his so he can really get in there. He’ll always end it with peppering your face and jaw with little kisses too, because he likes the giggles, he gets out of you. Chris is also a huge baby so when he decides he wants to lay his whole weight on top of you and rest his head on your chest he expects forehead kisses regularly.
L is for love language (what is their love language? How do they show love?)
Chris shows his love through plenty of hugs and kisses. As well as making sure you are totally satisfied every time you do the deed. But also, by turning on the heater timer so it’s warm and cosy when you wake up. Bringing you a coffee and putting it beside you while you work. When he goes on trips, he always brings you back a tacky cheap souvenir because he knows you love them. And from time to time, without you asking there will be a new pair of shoes in your closet, a new set of earrings, a designer bag you’d been eyeing up online or a fluffly blanket that has “magically” appeared and when you confront him he’ll go all indifferent and say something like it was nothing because he knows you get weird about him spending money on you. You’ll kiss him on the cheek and say thank you while internally screaming at the fact you are the proud owner of a Hermes Birkin.
While Chris gives physical touch and gifts. His love language is acts of service and words of encouragement. He likes knowing he’s a good partner and that he makes you feel special and loved. He likes it when you do things like cook his favourite dinner or fold his tshirts in that special way so he can see the logo when he goes to pick one in the morning. When you make him feel like hes enough and you show him how grateful you are to be with you.
M is for mornings (how are mornings spent with them?)
It’s always a struggle getting up for work when Chris has time off. He’ll beg you to play hooky and stay in bed with him. Holding you tighter in the cuddle, making It impossible for you to move. But eventually he’ll get up with you and follow you around as you do your morning routine even as to go so far as to hop in the shower with you… to you know… help you wash your back. He’ll make your coffee and insist you sit and eat breakfast with him. Weekends are much slower; staying in bed till noon, going in between cuddles and sex then more cuddles and then shower sex. You’ll always end up making breakfast while playing music, dancing in the kitchen in your underwear and eating bacon straight from the pan and then... sex on the counter… naturally.
N is for nights (how are nights spent with them?)
If Chris is at home, he’ll pick you up from work. And if you both feel extra lazy, you’ll stop at a Drive Thru and eat dinner in the parking lot, with the radio on low just laughing and talking about your day. Chris thinks your cooking is the best and its true because he burns everything, he touches so he’ll watch you cook, and you’ll chat with the music on in the background. You always finish the day with a glass wine and him a beer. Then you’ll both make your way to the couch in your pyjamas for your evening cuddle and movie.
O is for Outings (What are they like with you in public? PDA etc)
Chris loves taking you out and showing you off and he’s not afraid to steal a kiss on the carpet or let his hand wander down to your ass. He always has you close and is holding your hand or your waist. If you’re waiting in line for something he’ll wrap his arms around, you so you can lean back into him. When he’s had enough of photos, he’ll walk straight over to you and take you to a private spot so he an have a moment to breathe and just be with you. Sometimes you end up in the bathroom just the two of you so he can really let his stress out…
P is for Periods (How are they on your period? What do they do to help?)
He has sisters so he knows to shut the fuck up and do what you say. Kidding. But he’s very attentive to your needs and moods. Buying different types of tampons and pads so you have everything you need. Stocking your favourite chocolate and filling up your hot water bottle. He’s a seasoned pro so he knows exactly which spot on your back to massage to help with the cramps.
Q is for quality time (how do they like to spend with you?)
He doesn’t care if you’re just brushing your teeth or doing your makeup he will come in and get comfy on the toilet seat so he can just watch you do your thing. His favourite activities with you (besides sex) are walking Dodger or watching a movie on the couch. He loves all the time he gets with you in his arms or beside him.
R is for remember (what is their favourite moment in your relationship?)
He has a million moments that make him happy. The first time he saw you holds a special place in his heart, but his favourite is the first time Dodger met you. You were wearing white pants and Dodger came fresh from rolling in mud, ran up to you and jumped all over your white pants. Chris tried to pull the excited pup off you and thought for sure you’d lose your shit at the fact your pants were now ruined, covered in muddy paw prints. But you just laughed and got on your knees to give Dodger kisses and cuddles. He was shocked at first but he fact you cared more about matching Dodger’s excitement then the state of your pants told him for sure you were a keeper.
“Shit! Your pants I’m so sorry omg Dodger… down… hey down boy!”
“Don’t worry about it they’re just pants ha-ha… oh my gosh... halloo… whose this handsome boy…huh.. who’s a good boy? You are just the cutest thing!”
Yeah, love at third date. For sure.
S is for security (how protective are they? how would they protect you?)
Chris is very protective in general and installed a whole new security system when you moved in with him for good measures. He’s always on edge if the paparazzi are around or a crowd of fans start to form, he’ll have a tight grip on your hand and always walks in front hoping to shield you from any questions or flashing lights. He is not afraid to put his hand out and push them aside, so you have enough room to walk and breathe. He’ll open the car door and help you in, standing in front until you are safely in the car. When on the red carpet he gets a little anxious when they want solo shots, and you have to stand to the side, but Megan is always right beside you and you’re always in his line of sight. While he has strict rules around what reporters can ask or say about you, there have been times when he’s had to outright tell them to fuck off if they made a rude remark about your looks or your intentions. He’d be furious if anyone pushed boundaries and made you uncomfortable or worse you got hurt, especially if he wasn’t there.
T is for Try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
Chris is over the top in everything he does. Whether its spontaneous trips for anniversaries or generous gifts to celebrate your smallest work achievements. He knows what you like and makes sure to incorporate that into everything you do. You tell him one time about a wine you like? Great he’s booked a weekend trip to the winery with a private tour and personalised bottle. You miss your best friend? She’s on the first flight out and he got you both a spa weekend. Those rice Krispy treats you like? There’s a Costco pack of 50 in the garage. He’s constantly listening and acting on your every want and wish. He has the money why not spend it on the person he loves most is his motto.
U is for Upset (how do they act when you're upset? how do they act when they're upset?)
He’s very in tune with your emotions so when you go quiet or get upset about something he’s immediately at your side offering cuddles. He tries to comfort you as best as he can and knows you’ll get annoyed if he starts offering solutions or try to fix it instead of listening so he lets you cry it out and relax until you can attack the problem in a better headspace.
Chris can be a huge grumpy pants so you know the best remedy is just stretching out your arms so he can come be the little spoon. Unlike you, he wants you to give reasons why it’s all going to be ok as you stroke his hair.
V is for Vacation (Where does he take you on vacation?)
Private and quiet is he go to vacation with you. He likes taking you warm places so you can be in a bikini 24/7 but when you just need to reconnect and get away from the city it’s always a secluded cabin with a hot tub. Disney is great but that’s more a family thing. Vacations with you are more intimate and romantic. Good food and lying around are two of your favourite things so as long as it has that you’re both content.
W is for Wildcard (a random headcanon for them.)
If there is one thing Chris hates at home its wearing clothes. If it’s just you two he’ll walk around the kitchen butt ass naked. He says its ideal because at any moment you want to do it, he’s ready to go. He thinks the most amazing thing is how the couch feels when you’re naked and he even convinced from time to time to drop your robe and just go naked.
X is for XOXO (What text does he send the most?)
“Did you feed Dodger?”
“Where is that belt that <I wore one time and looks like all my other belts>?”
“Did you order another package there are like 50 at the door.”
“Coffee?”
“When are you home, I’m bored”
“Got a surprise for ya ;)”
“<dick pic> do you like it?”
“Love ya peach <3”
A bazillion selfies from set or photos of Dodger looking cute.
Y is for Yearning (What does he do when he misses you?)
He’d pack you in his suitcase and take you with him everywhere if he could, but he knows that isn’t possible with your work. So, he puts up photos of you two in his trailer and takes one of your t-shirts and your panties and carries a miniature bottle of your perfume with him to smell when he misses you. He also facetimes you at least twice a day to see Dodger and catch up. He misses you like crazy but whenever there is a break in the schedule, he’s on the first flight home to see you. Even if it means he arrives at 3am and only has 12 hours to lay in bed with you.
Z is for zzz (what is a sleep habit of theirs?)
Chris runs hot but insists on cuddling the whole night so while it might be uncomfortable, and you wake up sweating you know it makes him happy spooning you the whole night and snoring in your ear. Sometimes you’re on either end of the bed with Dodger smack bang in the middle of you two. But you prefer in winter when you can cuddle up to Chris’s side and he wraps his arm around you, and you don’t wake up a sweaty mess. Chris has a habit of waking up in the middle of the night with a hard on in which case if he’s unable to go back to sleep he’ll rub it against your ass and shake you a little until you wake up and then he acts all innocent like he’s been asleep the whole time and since you’re both awake might as well take care of it. He doesn’t know you know exactly what he’s playing.
More Posts from Coltrainbat and Others
Me getting the ick again and putting all my fic reqs back in the folder.
Sorry but like… nah I can’t talk right now.
Shame as well since some of those photos had fic potential to bad him saying baby makes my skin crawl.
WOWWEEE
Thank you thank you thank you! To everyone who has reblogged, liked, followed or sent in request. Really didn’t expect all the love and compliments for my writing especially in such a short time posting but it’s really special. 💕
I’m back at work tomorrow so feel free to keep sending in requests but I won’t get to post them till next week - sorry! 🙏🏼✨
I’ll still be active though so please reach out if you have questions, want to get to know me, fangirl over Chris or just want to have a chat. 🥰
In the meantime, I have some drafts I’ve been itching to post so we will be going back to our regular scheduled Chris content… for now. 🤠
I am so excited to share all the fun requests I got about different actors! 🤩
Welcome to Boston
NO MINORS ALLOWED
an: this wasn’t requested but I’m high asf right now (not on purpose bc I have work in 30 minutes), but I thought this was cute. Enjoy ☀️
tw: smoking weed, fluff, reader is 21+
You lounged on the bed flipping through the Firestick waiting for Chris to finish getting himself and Dodger ready for the day. You both woke up past 11:30, the soothing sounds of outside keeping you lull. It's rainy and cold which makes the perfect weather to stay in and watch movies, but you couldn't find one.
It wasn't necessarily a horror movie vibe; maybe tonight. Action? No. Drama? Ugh. You slam the remote down on the bed and flop backwards letting out a big sigh.
"Heeey. What's all that for?" Chris asked walking over the bedroom threshold. You sat up briefly taking in the physique of his sweatshirt covered torso and gray lounge shorts,
"Babe, you're not cold?"
He shook his head, "Heater's on," he said crossing to the bed and plopping down,
"What's with all the sighing?" He started to rub his hand over your thigh as you started to answer him,
"There's nothing to watch."
"There's nothing to watch or you don't know what to watch?"
"Is there a difference?"
"I guess not," he said with a chuckle. "What about a psycho-thriller? You love those."
"I don't have the mental capacity for that right now."
"What about a comedy? You don't have to pay full attention and you get a few laughs."
"Hm. Fine, I'll give a look."
"I'm gonna grab a quick snack. Want anything?"
"Just water please." He nodded his head and walked out. You scrolled through the endless pages of comedic movies and landed on a comedic duo you and Chris both loved. You hadn't seen the movie, but the synopsis sounded interesting. You cued it up to start when Chris walked back in the room,
"I thought you were getting a snack."
"We don't have much. We've been eating on the leftovers my mom left I guess we didn't notice. Find anything?"
"I'll Instacart some stuff here and yeah! It's called "The Interview" with Seth Rogen and Dave Franco. Have you seen it?"
"No, I've never heard of it, but okay." You were quickly ordering groceries when you realized Chris hadn't moved from across the room. Feeling eyes on you, you looked up and at him, who was grinning like a kid.
"What? What did you do?"
"Nothing... yet."
"Yet?"
"Just.. found something that may make this day even better."
"What did you find?"
Chris brought his hands from behind his back and held up the baggie of weed and swishers, giving them a very enticing shake. You looked at what he was holding and shook your head, letting a small smile creep.
"Oh you just happened to find that?"
"It was in the back of a drawer in the kitchen. I didn't think I had any left."
"Baby...you know I gave that up. Weed is weed. It's nothing special."
"You gave up SoCal weed. This is Boston weed."
"And what is 'Boston Weed'?"
"The shit that'll change your life." You looked at him for a second before giving in. He gleefully walked to his side of the bed and climbed in. He got comfortable, handing you your water and opened the baggie.
"Whoa!" You both exclaimed. The potent odor of the raw flower permeated the room before a spark was even lit. Chris brought the baggie to his nose and inhaled deeply.
"Smells like a Saturday filled with Looney Toons and Captain Crunch."
"Babe, how old is this stuff?" You asked, hinting that it may not be safe for consumption if he was smoking it in his teens.
"Like 6 months." You rolled your eyes and ginned looking back at your phone at how childish he could be sometimes. You were finishing the delivery order while Chris took the nearest book and set up to roll.
"They should be here by the time the movie is over. It's gonna take a little longer because of the rain."
"That's fine. We can keep ourselves occupied," he said holding up the tightly rolled blunt.
"Chris Evans, that is a beautifully crafted j. Willie Nelson himself would be proud.
"Thank you, baby," he said holding the blunt to his lips and lighting it. You watched as he inhaled the smoke deeper into his lungs. He leaned back on the exhale, head hitting the headboard. He kept his eyes closed as he took another hit, holding it in and passing you the blunt. You looked at it for a second and then back at Chris who was already glossy eyed.
You took a deep breath and put the blunt to your lips, sucking in the potent smoke. You held it as long as you could before exhaling followed by a string of heavy coughing,
“Oh what the fuck,” you said between coughs.
“I told you that shit is different,” he said laughing at your pain.
You swallowed hard and took another hit after your chest stopped burning so much. The same thing happened, but not as strong. Then you went for a third,
“Whoa whoa hey. Puff puff pass, remember? And take it easy. This’ll have you stoned into next week.” You two passed the blunt between yourselves until you noticed the movie was already on. Your attention turned to the screen and you zoned out until your brain registered something funny which enticed you to laugh.
The movie was a little more than half over when your stomach started to growl,
“I think I have the munchies,” you said without your eyes diverting from the film.
“I know I do.”
“Wanna get a snack?”
“We have to go to the store.”
“Oh yeah. I can’t drive for shit right now, should we walk?” You asked holding your hand out in front of your face as a test of sobriety. Chris slowly turned his head to look out the window,
“It stopped raining. Should we walk?”
“Wait. Didn’t I say we should walk?”
“No you said you were hungry.”
“Oh yeah. Um, yeah. Let’s get dressed.”
The two of you took almost 20 minutes to get ready to walk half a mile but you finally made it to the front door. Chris got distracted yanking your hood over your head and calling you his little Eskimo baby. The two of you giggled in the foyer for almost 2 minutes before grabbing the knob.
When the door opened, both of you instinctively inhaled the fresh air deeply, letting the chilled Boston air hit your flushed faces. You smiled slightly as the beautifully golden sun beamed down on your cheeks. The sky after the rain was your favorite. You were about to take a step, when…
“I can’t.”
“What?” Chris asked looking down at you.
“I can’t do it,” you replied starring blankly ahead at the slick driveway.
“Do what, baby?”
“Move.”
“Ha! You can’t move?”
“No.”
“Do you want me to carry you?”
“Then people will know for sure that I’m high.”
“Babe, people are going to know. Or they might not because they’re probably high too.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive. Just walk slow. We’re not in a hurry.”
“Okay,” you said as you reached for his arm to help guide you down the front steps. The two of you walked linked together to the corner mart. You picked out everything you have a craving for or might crave later. You went to check on Chris and saw he abandoned the “pick what you can carry” and opted for a whole ass basket.
“Babe.”
“Don’t look at me like that. It’s supposed to rain all weekend and I’m not coming back out if I don’t have to.” His logic wasn’t flawed so you emptied your arms into the basket and walked the rest of the store with him. The security guards must’ve had a good ol’ time watching you two laugh at absolutely everything and do silly dances in the isles to the music.
It was finally time to check out and you waited patiently, thinking about what you would eat first…or if you should elevate the high and then eat. You were pulled from your thoughts when Chris put his hand around your waist and walked you out of the store. Luckily the baggers were great because you only had three bags each to carry back home.
You were in mid conversation when you walked up the driveway and Chris stopped midway. You were finishing your sentence when you looked at him,
“What?”
He looked at the bags in his hands and then back up to the door as if something wasn’t making sense. You followed his eyes up to the porch and dropped the bags in your hands to cover you face.
“We already ordered groceries,” Chris said as he turned to you.
“Yes. Yes we did.”
“Hopefully the power doesn’t go out,” he said picking up the bags you dropped and waking up to the door. You couldn’t help but let out a little giggle at the oopsie you both made.
‘Maybe we can donate some’, you thought as you entered the house and closed the door.
Small sized reader wants to get tied up so she could get fucked hard by her husband, Steve rogers
Roped Up
A/N: Enjoy 💕☘️
WARNINGS: SMUT MINORS DNI. 8k filth, daddy kink, unprotected sex, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, rough sex, orgasm, P in V, bondage
You watched as Steve cut off the rope holding your Christmas tree together. You didn’t know such a small, mundane movement could turn you on. His veins pulsated as his used the sheers to cut the taunt rope, his tongue sticking out a little as he focused on the task at hand. Catching the loose rope in his hands as it sprung around the tree. You sat on the couch, glass of wine in hand admiring the man in his grey sweater and jeans.
“What you want me to do with these bub?” He held up the long thick ropes in his hand, 4 strands of beige yarn. You got up from your spot, hand falling to his waist and pulling him closer into a kiss. “I have an idea.” You purred into his ear as blush rose to his cheeks.
“What is it honey? Seems you’ve had a bit too much wine baby girl.” He pulled your chin up to him.
“I’m just drunk on you.” You took the ropes from his hands, turning around and making your way up the stairs.
He almost tripped following you up the stairs, quick on your step as you rushed towards your bedroom, giggling at the sudden game of cat and mouse. Until you felt the sudden tackle of Steve behind you onto the bed, falling into a fit of laughing you turned onto your back.
Eye to eye with the gorgeous man. He ran his nose along your jaw, nibbling at the skin on your neck.
“What’s your idea gorgeous girl?”
“Tie me up.” His head peaked up, a quizzically look on his face as he studied your face for a hint of humour. “What?” “Like my wrists and ankles. Tie me up to the bed and then…” You wrapped your arms his neck, bypassing his lips quickly towards his ear “Fuck me.” You bit your lip noticing the sudden darkness of his eyes.
He groaned, grabbing the ropes from beside you.
“Starfish. Now.” You hurried to the top of the bed, lying on your back, still in your baby pink slip. You reached to pull it over your head.
“No. Keep it on.” He growled at you, pulling on your left ankle roughly. He positioned the rope in a circle around your ankle, tightening the strand in a quick motion
“That too tight?” He looked up at you, concern on his face. “Tighter.” You purred at him. He smirked, tightening it harder so it pinched against your skin. You moaned at the feeling of pressure. He anchored it to the golden bed post.
Repeating the action on the other foot. He placed his knee on the bed, moving up towards you, grabbing your hands and cuffing them over your head, fastening them together against the headboard.
Moving down past your lips, you groaned at the lack of kisses. “Stop whining, or I’ll tie your mouth up as well.” You bit your lip as excitement formed between your legs.
Leaving soft, wet kisses against your neck, moving your dress to the side with his face, he cupped your breast in his hand as he placed the nib in his mouth, sucking lightly, grazing his teeth against the sensitive nipple. You moaned at the sudden pressure.
He pulled away, towering over you as his fingertips grazed along your body.
“You’re so petite baby, look at you all helpless and tied up.”
Desperately wanting to rub your thighs together to ease the ache between your legs. You tried to move into his touch, unable to get a few inches off the bed with the tight restraints holding you down. Steve quickly bunched the slip over your hips, exposing your heat to the cool winter air.
He blew hot air onto your core, you squirmed at the contrasting temperatures.
He stood up, slowly pulling his sweater over his head and throwing it across the room. His hands palmed over his thick chest down towards his zipper.
All you could do was watch his taunting strip tease, desperately wanting to run your nails down his chest. Revealing his hard member, he pulled down the final layer of cloth. The cotton that confined his hard, thick cock from your aching hole. Moving his head down towards your now soaking pussy, he gave a soft kiss to your puffy folds. Peaking his tongue out to taste your arousal. He simply couldn’t help himself to tease you, addicted to the taste of you he devoured your sex, vacuuming up your fluid with his mouth.
His head rose, rubbing the glistening sheen on his chin with the back of his hand.
“You ready baby?” He rubbed his bright pink head against your messy wet folds.
Even in moments of deep intense pleasure, Steve would still take the time to ensure your comfort. It made you want him more.
“Just fuck me already.” You groaned, desperate to feel him.
He pushed against your tight hole, desperate to feel his length be wrapped up by your velvet walls but also conscious to not hurt you.
“More” you moaned. It was all he needed
Your habit during sex was always to run your hands through his hair and down his back towards his juicy peach of an ass, leaving long red lines. Your instincts want to give in, but you can’t even touch him beyond the feel of his chest against yours as he lays his weight on you.
Mouth finally reaching yours, as his tongue explored, fighting for a sense of control you’d never get as you shoved your tongue deep in his mouth. Moaning at the sensations of his small little patch of hair rubbing over your mound, the feeling of his head grazing your g spot over and over. Trapped between his biceps on either side of your head.
The position while limited, Steve used all his skills to keep a decent pace, hitting your g spot continuously, his hand trailing down to your lower stomach, pushing down on his member that was visibly inside of you.
“That feel good baby? … look at that - you can see me inside of you.” The depth of his thrust only pushing you further towards an orgasm,
“Daddy I’m gonna cum!” Your hands pulled against the tight restraints, desperate to release the coil inside of you.
“Cum baby you earned it.” With that a flush of liquid poured out of you, pushing out his cock in the process.
“I wasn’t finished.” He growled, shoving his cock promptly back into you, increasing his laboured thrusts, chasing his release as he pooled a hot shot of cum into your cervix. His teeth gritted as he held onto your throat for leverage, enjoying the sight of your eyes rolling back into your head as his bulbous tip assaulted your now sensitive insides. Unable to push away from his grip or tear at his back, tears started to form in your eyes as you lay helpless for him to use as he pleased.
He collapsed on top you, breathing into your ear as he came down from his high. Slowly moving upwards, he untied your wrist with a swift pull, your hands immediately falling to his back muscles, pulling him closer to kiss you passionately, desperate to feel him.
He grabbed your hands and softly massaged away the redness from your wrists. Placing soft kisses on the indents from your resistance.
“We are keeping the ropes.” He groaned at you.
You chuckled lightly, kissing his forehead as you finally were able to move freely.
Procrastinating
Your girl needed a break from her writing marathon and I saw this trend on the ticky tok ages ago and thought it would be so funny to do about my writing process. Enjoy 💕 Plenty of fics coming soon too babies 😘
I Just had a Baby with Chris
We all have our favorite Hollywood Chris so choose your favorite to have a child with.... at least fictional chose your favorite but I did write in Christopher Robert Evans name (I do not know him personally and this is an alternative Universe with how my version of Chris would act. )
Comments Welcome nd reblogs welcome to not repost translate or publish anywhere
18+ just in case as always language, mentions of breastfeeding a baby just hours of childbirth nothing graphic fluff a tiny tiny bit of angst because someone wants to hold thier daughter while the other- oh well you'll see but totally fluff:
"Hey look its Mommy she's waking up, say hi Mommy" Chris placed a gentle kiss to to his sleepy newborn daughter and waved her tiny hand. He was walking around the room with his shirt off and the baby just in her diaper
"Honey she's 12 hours old I think the skin to skin contact is-"
"Hey," he whined "you get skin to skin"
"Well I'm breastfeeding her, its inevitable."
"Let me have her now." He moved sideways half in possession had in teasing.
"Chris she's not going to automatically because a daddys girl just cause of that."
He pouted "I can try."
I smiled it was cute he's been waiting so long for this and all he wanted was just to hold her. But I didn't want her to get cold. But I guess Chris body heat helps. I looked at the time.
"Gimmie she gunna be hungrey"
"No she's fine." He gave her a few kisses on the side of her head."
"Christopher Robert Evans are you withholding our daughter from me?"
"No I-"
"Need I remind you who spent 18 hours of labor I. Want. My. Child." I growled because oh hell no "Dont you dare-"
"Ok, ok. Look Mamas all protective she loves you so much. Daddy knows better than to say no."
"You already did now give me my child." I don't know why but at this moment I was ready to kill him.
Then she started getting fussy and the started crying within seconds.
"Sweetheart now look what you did she's crying she needs her mother."
"She needs her father too."
"Don't make me throw this tissue box. Give me my child I will not ask again." She was full on crying and I need my child I was thinking of how I could kill him and not let our baby fall to the floor.
"Ok ok" Chris handed her over.
"Hi there baby" she was still crying
"I know Daddy doesn't listen to Mommy he loves you but Mommy know when you need food doesn't she." I cooed "yea I know you're Hangrey just like Mama"
She cried harder with a higher pitch, making Chris wince,
"Just like Mama," I smiled. She is definitely my kid.
I got my chest out and arranged to hold her and within seconds she was feeding and calming down. Frankly so was I.
I looked at him with an I told you so.
"How'd you know?"
"Chris she's been eating every like 4 or 5 hours- I just knew. I'm sorry I got aggressive I just." I sigh "I know how long you've wanted to be a Father for but I wanted to hold her I knew she was gunna be fussy I just knew. "
"Honey it's ok the doctor said your hormones will be a bit outta wack."
"Out of wack I threatened to hit you with the tissue box"
"I refused to give you or child."
"Ok your right I win." I smiled. He rolled his eyes- I wasn't going to argue when I already won.
And then looked down at our now sleeping and eatting angel.
Then I heard his camera phone.
"Chris I am half naked."
"Come in its a beautiful thing"
"Breastfeeding, my chest or our child?"
"All three." It sounded like half question half statement
"You learn fast. "
He chuckled. "I love you so much I didnt think I could love you any more than I do or did but seeing you bring her into this world giving me the family I wanted making it complete and then all this love I have for this little one all because of you l. You're amazing.?
"Thank you." I looked at our little bundle of joy and she truly was. I cannot believe is ours I can't believe I gee. I can't believe I pushed something this sized out if my body.
" I mean it I'm I don't have the words right now and all the thank you and all the "I love yous" in the world dont even begin to scratch the service.
" How about you get some sleep and let the nurses in the nursery take her for a bit hm?
You need rest. Its their job."
She grabbed my finger in her sleep.
"And miss out on these moments. No." He took another picture.
"Hmm yea she is a calm baby when she gets what she wants. Just like mama was wasn't she? No really tho I'd wake up half the nursery plus And we're doating over her. She knows already we're hooked."
There was a small knock on the door.
"Hey how are you two doing I brought some food I figured you'd both be awake.
How'd you know
"I was, our first born is always special.
"Thanks Ma" he deadpanned.
"Chris hasn't gotten any sleep he's very insistent on the skin to skin content I think the nursery should be fine taking care of her so we sleep after all we won't have help like that for at least 18 years. "
"I can always watch her when you get home if you need seep"
"Really? Oh you are the best mother in law ever"
I sigh, "Sorry I'm tired. I shouldn't be just had a nap but I am"
"You napped for 20 minutes darling. After 18 hours of labor you deserve sleep."
"Only 20 minutes? She's still feeding dont let me sleep."
"It's ok if you do"
"I just don't want to miss a second. Besides I bullied Christopher enough for her."
"Oh really" the grandmother smirked.
"Yea I knew she was going to want to eat and I wanted my daughter and he wouldn't hand her over...but I also threatened him with the tissue box. "
"Chris you knew better than to come between a mother and her child."
"I just wanted to hold her," he defended himself "Half that cute butt is mine."
"Yea her butt is cute. come'er on the side she's feeding just sit behind me can barely keep my eyes open. Just just in case."
"You sure"
"Chris its not like you haven't touched them before"
"Well you said you didn't want me touching you again."
I rolled my eyes. Thinking back to the l8 hours of labor where at one point I said i never want you to touch me ever again and then then damn idiot took his hand away the one I was holding onto for dear life, which I then yelled at him to give me his hand back and then he said "You didnt want me to touch you." I still don't know if he was trying to be a smart ass or if he actually thought he was doing what I wanted.
"Just make sure she's OK hold her. "
"Rest my love"he kissed the side of my head.
"I got her I got you both." He held his head just under her pillow and then I fell asleep at that.
Point of View Change
She the had comfort of knowing Chris has her back their daughter's back and head as well and she couldn't ask for more.
"You wouldn't give her her child?
"I was bon- you know she's half min too but me and her were bonding. I was telling her how she needs to let Mommy sleep and how I'd take care of her, she was so silent. I and I want to get skin to skin contact in as much as I can. I'm nervous about letting her out of my sight. It feels like a dream all the love I have for my two girls I just I never thought. I know how I felt when my neices and nephews were born but this this doesn't even compare."
"It never does Sweetheart. You will always love her that much and worry."
"I'm never going to sleep again am I?"
"Probably not. "
"You'll be a good girl for daddy won't you?" The newborn just flexed her hand and Chris took that as a yes.
He relax into the bed.
He fell asleep after a few minutes Chris hand was still holding the little newborn who still feeding. And then when she was done she had moved herself off and then onto her mothers chest as if it was a pillow for sleep, just like her mother said she was like as an infant. The new grandmother took some pictures of the sweet new family sleeping these were the best moment the kindest moments in parent hood. The child was safe and the parents sleep soundly knowing thier child was safe. But she knew this would end soon and they never sleep peacefully again. Knowing parents never stop worring about thier children.
Point of View Change
I woke up and was calm for about half a second before I realized she was in my arms when I feel asleep- I was suddenly in a panic
"Chris chris where is she-"
"I brought her to the nursey she's fine." The ran his hand over my hair a few times and kissed my temple as I I sighed in relief
"God I got terrified thought maybe I dropped her."
"Shh go back to sleep. Hmmm" he caressed my face and gave me a long deep kiss.
"Chris don't start that thats how we got here in the first place." I joke
"Oh and it's getting us here again. Now sleep."
"Only if you do."
"I did."
"Ok only if you sleep more than 10 minutes."
"Even Steven baby you keep waking up she's fine I promise. I'll wake you at the first thing."
"I love you Chris."
"I love you to more then I can say. Rest you need it, you deserve it my love." He said giving me a soft kiss before I fell back asleep.
Thanks to @chrisevansdaughter for her encouragement
Tag list
@nana1000night @sapphire-rogers @patzammit @hawkeyes-queen @sparklybarbarianninja
thick frat!ari 😌 The Bull aka rugby legend 😌 beefy boyfriend blanket 😌 plushie bully 😌 sweetest daddy to ever daddy
oh you should definitely write about Chris marrying the love of his life, reader who is a well-known director. Reader meets chris's "ex rp" , alba B, who is trying to get the part of the movie that she was directing but reader says no! LOL
This is such a horrible and mean request…
I love it cannot wait to write it 😌💕
Going to wait till everything cools down though cause I need confirmation that miss girl is truly an ex also don’t need to be wrapped up in a scandal. 🤠
I’ve also been blocking this out so please put a TW next time you bring up her name. In my universe she simply does not exist ✨
Please note I am a hater first and a feminist second 💅🏼💕
Please send me fluff or angst
I know we are all horny dogs but I can only write “throbbing member” so many times, people. I can even add smut towards the end but PLEASE, I BEG, send me fun fluff or angst.
I can also write about ~most~ male characters! I’ve been around a couple of fandoms, stan communities etc so if you’re not sure If I write about them just ask! Thank you babies 🥰🤠
Me in bed watching Before We Go
For you @atoosa22 💕☘️
-
luvssynyster liked this · 3 months ago -
gingersnap222 liked this · 4 months ago -
barbienotdoll liked this · 5 months ago -
2002pisces liked this · 6 months ago -
gabisilvasousa436 liked this · 7 months ago -
reader97 liked this · 7 months ago -
frebbie liked this · 8 months ago -
alexisle liked this · 8 months ago -
annyymartinez liked this · 9 months ago
-
moon-in-nostalgia liked this · 1 year ago -
kuroyurinne liked this · 1 year ago -
mrs-evanss liked this · 1 year ago -
rafebun liked this · 1 year ago -
cj110 liked this · 1 year ago -
blairdory liked this · 1 year ago -
infernosheir liked this · 1 year ago -
venus98s liked this · 1 year ago -
chrismus48978731689 liked this · 1 year ago -
sunflower222sunflower liked this · 1 year ago -
jalisalol liked this · 1 year ago -
yal1d liked this · 1 year ago
-
livellfluff liked this · 1 year ago -
strawberryslina liked this · 1 year ago -
eviellp liked this · 1 year ago -
xxlunathewitchxx liked this · 1 year ago -
trishay12baes liked this · 1 year ago
-
fineassvikings reblogged this · 1 year ago -
fineassvikings liked this · 1 year ago
-
aorifukuzawa liked this · 1 year ago -
ambreds liked this · 1 year ago
-
lanastrawberrykisses liked this · 1 year ago -
whiteroscs liked this · 2 years ago -
lloydmustache liked this · 2 years ago -
loveroflokiforpoeticjustice liked this · 2 years ago -
tills-woso liked this · 2 years ago -
montyrokz liked this · 2 years ago -
youmaa1-blog liked this · 2 years ago -
lil-butterfly-19 liked this · 2 years ago -
deafeningvoidcloud liked this · 2 years ago -
pigwidgeon09 liked this · 2 years ago -
enoughwithth3smalltalk liked this · 2 years ago -
meowte liked this · 2 years ago -
catswag22 liked this · 2 years ago -
scoupsnotscoops reblogged this · 2 years ago -
scoupsnotscoops liked this · 2 years ago
-
amyosias liked this · 2 years ago -
lavenderhazeeworld liked this · 2 years ago -
lynnettes-stuff liked this · 2 years ago -
krystleskorner liked this · 2 years ago
Clover ☘️ | 21+ | Content 18+ minors please do not interact, go play with Barbie or something! You don’t wanna be old it sucks | If you like my writing CE and characters ✨REQUEST ARE OPEN ✨
150 posts