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Now & Then - Part Three : Jake "Hangman" Seresin / Captain Syverson

Now & Then - The "Then" of it All: Captain Syverson

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Hey y'all! More writing to come! I just wanted to thank all of my new readers! I'm so excited you're here! In case some of you didn't know, I have a book available on Amazon. Digital copies are currently on Sale! I would greatly appreciate it if y'all could read and review! 🙏🏼🥰

I'm currently putting the final touches on my next book. But working hard to continue the stories for you here as well. (On top of being a single momma to an amazing little dude!)

More exciting things to come! Thank you in advance! XOXO JEH

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Mixing Business with Pleasure - Part One

Pablo Schreiber / Female Character

She had a reputation. She was a stone cold boss bitch who didn’t take shit from anyone. She once fired an assistant for rolling her eyes. The woman was worth hundreds of millions and ran one of the largest tech companies in the world. She and her business partner had built it from the ground up. She had every right to the power she wielded.

But those that knew her, knew she was a ride or die friend who was genuine, caring and loyal. There’s nothing she wouldn’t do for the ones she loved. She kept her circle small, only letting a handful of people in.

People probably would have called her Satan, were it not for her massive donations to a number of charities. She donated money like her life depended on it. From investing in Female built start ups to animal shelters and causes, to nature preserves. It was obvious to anyone in the know that she had a heart beneath that icy exterior.

That’s how he met her. She was co-chair on a National Parks Initiative to get people more active with the parks system. They were raising awareness and money, and he had been chosen as the celebrity endorsement.

Pablo sat in a massive dining room at her compound in Utah. There were a few assistants buzzing around swooning, offering him every drink and food under the sun. He took their offer of a glass of water as he stood up and walked to the massive picture window looking out at the incredible view. His phone pinged in his pocket. It was a text from her assistant.

-Ms. Schultz will be arriving momentarily. We apologize for keeping you waiting and appreciate your patience.

He read the text and before he could even reply a helicopter noisily landed in the backyard. That’s when he saw her. The dust settled, and she climbed out. She was breathtaking. She walked like the world would wait, with her head held high. The black dress she wore accentuated every curve, and was just short enough to highlight her long legs.

“THE EAGLE HAS LANDED!” One of her assistants yelled as they all scrambled to line up by the door. Her assistant scrambled to keep up, juggling a purse and a briefcase. He swore watching her the world shifted to slow motion, her long dark hair blowing behind her.

One of her assistants opened the door as she breezed in, pulling her dark aviators off her face, she smiled and smoothly handed them to her assistant as she reached out to shake his hand, a dazzling smile on her face.

“Mr. Schreiber! So nice to meet you! I hope your trip out to the ranch was nice.”

He shook her hand and stared, locking eyes with her, unable to speak. It literally took him a moment to respond.

“Oh uh yea! It’s incredible here. Thanks for having me. It’s very nice to finally meet you.”

“Should we get started? The others will be joining us later today, but I thought we’d chat, have lunch and then give you a chance to get settled in.” She held his stare and gestured for him to take a seat.

He just stood there in a trance, captivated by her beauty. She smiled and looked away, biting her lip before glancing back up at him quickly as she moved towards the table.

“Uhhh yea! That’s perfect. Allow me.” He moved quickly to pull out her chair for her before sitting down at the table himself.

-

They briefly talked about the parks project before lunch was served. He immediately found himself unable to focus on anything but her. To his surprise she was sweet and funny. He enjoyed being with her, which is not the impression he had arrived with. He had heard the rumors of her being a ballbuster and hell on heels.

They were on their way to one of the guest houses when two small pups came barreling across the yard towards her. She crouched down and was immediately covered in kisses, the pups excitement could barely be contained. Their little bodies wiggling and tails going crazy.

“Who are these two?” Pablo laughed as he squatted down to pet them.

“These are my babies.” She smiled. “This is Penny, that’s Boone.”

“They’re so adorable! I have a Boston Terrier too. They’re the best.”

“Yea they are!” She set Penny down and stood up. “Let me show you where you’ll be staying. I’ve had the staff put you in what we lovingly call the pool house.”

She continued walking along the path towards a gigantic log cabin.

“That’s the pool house?!” He was stunned.

She laughed as she opened the front door. She was on her phone texting as Pablo walked in and gawked in awe at the beautiful house.

“It looks like your bags have already been unpacked in the master. The kitchen has been stocked, if there’s anything you need, please don’t hesitate to let someone know. Breakfast is served in the main house each morning, and my staff can make you whatever you like. Ready for the tour?”

Pablo stood there, eyebrows raised as he looked at her, still absorbing what she had just said. The pups came in and immediately ran over to the sofas to lay down.

She ended the tour at the indoor pool with adjoining hot tub room. “There’s a separate entrance, that I’ll use. I try to swim laps in the mornings and unwind in the evenings here, but don’t mind me. I doubt you’ll even notice me.”

“I find it hard to believe that I could ever NOT notice you...” his cheeks slightly reddening at his first attempt at flirting. She was an impressive woman and he was slightly intimidated.

With a smirk she looked at him over her shoulder before taking a few steps towards the door and turning back to him.

“I’ve got a few things to go take care of...” she glanced at her watch, “the rest of the team should be here in a couple of hours. I’ll leave you to get settled or take a look around, mi casa es su casa, my assistant will coordinate a meeting time for this evening. Thanks for being here.” She nodded and patted her hip as she sauntered towards the door. On cue the pups trotted after her out the door.

-

Pablo walked around the massive house. He checked the fridge before heading up to the master bedroom. There he found all of his clothes neatly put away in the closet. He lunged onto the massive bed, noticing the incredible views out the window.

He sprawled out on the king sized bed, stretching and scratching his stomach before closing his eyes for a nap. He laid there picturing her climbing out of the helicopter and walking towards him. He dreamed about what it would be like to kiss her. How amazing it would be to hold her. It wasn’t long before his shorts stirred as he imagined it going further. During the tour he had commited the curves of her body to memory. He studied the way her hips swayed as she walked, her thick round ass, and the perfect perky handfuls of her chest. Imagining her naked was enough to get him hard. He slid his hand into his shorts and gently started stroking his erection when his phone going off shattered the fantasy.

He checked the clock, it was only 3:00. He decided to respond asking if she was available.

He wasn’t bold enough to ask for her number yet, but figured if anyone knew what she was doing, it was Kayla.

- Ms. Schultz is currently on a call, but should be available at 3:30. Is there anything I can help you with?

He started to worry that Kayla was going to inadvertently cock block him. With his erection showing no signs of going away. He tossed his phone on the bed and made his way to the bathroom for a shower.

-

Kayla scribbled a note on her iPad and flipped it around for Emma to see. “Pablo asked if you were free. Told him 3:30. No response.”

She nodded and checked her watch. She waved Kayla out of the room as she continued her phone call.

“Listen Carrie.... I don’t know how I’m going to get through this project without throwing myself at him. He’s even taller and more gorgeous in person.”

“Emm... you’ll be fine. I mean I know you’ve been in love with him for years, but now he’s in your house. Y’all are working together. Just be your amazing self.” Her teammate and best friend was calming her down.

“What time are you guys getting here? Chef is serving dinner at 7:00.” She sounded slightly annoyed.

“Uhhhh.... we’ll probably get there at like 6:30. We left way later than we thought we would.... it’s Andy’s fault. Blame him.”

Emma laughed, “The pilot called and updated us on the flight plan. Y’all have fun. Just get here by 7:00.”

“No worries. Go spend time with your hubby... I mean Pablo. Get it girl. See you later!”

“Bye.” She shook her head as she ended the call. “Kayla!”

Kayla rushed back into the office. “Did Mr. Schreiber ever respond to your text?”

“No ma’am. I told him what time dinner was, and then he asked if you were available. I told him you were on a call and would be available at 3:30, and asked if there was anything I could help with.”

“Send me his number. I’ll text him.”

Kayla smirked, “ooookay boss.”

“Shut up.” Emma laughed.

Emma stared at her phone. She added his number and saved it. She swiveled back and forth in her chair trying to figure out what to say. ‘Maybe I should just go out there...’ she thought. ‘No.... that’s intrusive. Best friend to the rescue.’

Emma laughed out loud at the advice of her best friend Bethany and decided she was right. She was just going to text him.

She yelled for Kayla. Who quickly appeared in the door.

“What’s up boss?”

“Ask Mason to get one of the dune buggies gassed up and brought out. I’m taking Pablo out and showing him Utah.”

Kayla grinned, “Atta girl...”

“What?” Emma retorted.

“Yes Boss.” Kayla laughed.

Emma literally sprinted out of her office and up to her bedroom to change.

She pulled on a pair of GymShark leggings and a low cut tank top that showed off her well endowed chest. She pulled on some uggs, and grabbed a jacket as she ran out of her closet. She put up her hair in a ponytail as she quickly went down the stairs. She casually walked from the stairs out the front door.

Mason was pulling the largest dune buggy out of the garage into the driveway. Pablo was slowly walking through the garage looking at all the different off road atv’s parked inside.

“You’ve got some pretty cool toys Ms. Schultz.” He said as he tapped the tires on a rock crawling Jeep.

“Thanks. Work hard to play harder. ...You can just call me Emma.” She blushed, he grinned.

She walked over to a cabinet in the garage and grabbed gloves, bandanas, and goggles for them before grabbing her helmet.

“Alright Mister, come here. We’ve gotta find you a helmet.” There was a wall of helmets in the back of the garage. She found one and handed it to him. “How does that feel?” She reached up and wiggled it side to side.

He was grinning from ear to ear as she checked his helmet on her tiptoes. He breathed deep, smelling her perfume, “I think it’s good. It’s not too tight. But it’s snug.”

“Great! Let’s go!” She placed her hands on his chest before turning and walking out of the garage.

“Hello Ma’am.... both tanks are full. The GPS beacon has been turned on. The walkie is ready to go, and base station is on. We’ll be here if you need anything.”

“Thanks Mason!”

Pablo jumped into the passenger seat and buckled in. He patted the drivers seat as she walked towards the buggy. She buckled her helmet and threw on her gloves before hopping in.

They tore off down the driveway cutting sharp off the drive into the desert outside of the gates. They had been driving around for an hour when Emma stopped the buggy by a cliff. The view was spectacular. She shut off the engine and undid her seatbelt. She pulled off her helmet and climbed out. Pablo followed suit and stood next to her looking out over the horizon.

“I can see why you live all the way out here now. This is incredible. Thank you... for having me out here.”

“Yea! You’re welcome. I’m glad you were able to come out. It’s pretty amazing out here.”

“Well an amazing woman deserves an amazing place.”

Emma was so surprised she almost squeaked. She pursed her lips thinking about what to say.

“I’m sorry... I totally understand if you’re not into mixing work and pleasure.” He walked over to the back of the buggy and sat against it.

She swallowed hard and sighed. She marched over in front of him, wrapped her hands around his neck and kissed him. He was so surprised it took him a second to even realize what was happening. But once he did, he wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her against his body. Her arms slid around his shoulders and neck holding onto him tightly. Deepening the kiss his hands traveled over her body, finding their way to her ass. He lifted her slightly pulling her legs around his waist as they continued making out.

She pulled back, abruptly stopping the kiss, “Pablo, wait.”

He smiled at her and licked his lips. With a soft laugh he said, “No.” before pulling her against him tighter and kissing her.

With one hand holding her against her back, he ran his other hand down her neck, his lips followed, down and across her collar bone. His fingers tugging on her tank top pulling it over her breasts exposing them, before taking one of them into his mouth. He massaged the other with his hand as she arched her back, her hands gripping his broad shoulders.

He stood up, bending over for her feet to reach the ground as his hands slid down her leggings. They continued kissing as she deftly undid his shorts dropping them along with his boxers. Her hand gripped his shaft, her mouth gaped open as his size registered. She swallowed hard as he smirked.

“Come here baby...” he sat back down on the buggy pulling her towards him. He spun her around, her back against his chest, as he kissed the base of neck and massaged her chest. One hand gently slid down between her legs, a groan escaping his lips as he felt how wet she was.

She leaned forward, looking over her shoulder at him. He reached down and positioned himself between her thighs, feeling the slick heat with his thick cap. She slowly backed into him, feeling him stretch and fill her. “Oh god Pablo!”

“Baby wait...” he pushed her hips forward and stood up. He picked her up and placed her where he was sitting and stood between her legs. “I’ve got you Emm...” he kissed her before slowly sliding his erection into her. Immediately her eyes rolled back in her head and her jaw dropped. He finally managed to bottom out and let out a low growl as he did. “Holy shit Emm. Jesus you feel amazing. You doing ok?”

She quickly shook her head yes, only able to moan and breathe heavy. Words had escaped her. Even the slightest movement awoke every nerve ending in her body. By his fourth thrust her first orgasm came. As she clenched around him he groaned and started thrusting faster. Her fingers were digging deep into his back as he built up speed. Her second brought him on the brink. She locked her legs around his waist for leverage as she slammed her hips against him. With another ‘Oh God Pablo’ his body went rigid as he finished inside her. He lowered his face, kissing her as he emptied himself buried balls deep.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me... Holy shit. Marry me.” He muttered, his face buried in her neck.

She laughed softly as she traced her fingers along the back of his neck. Her core was still pulsing as her third and final orgasm waned. They both animalistically groaned as he pulled out. She hopped off the back of the buggy as Pablo stretched. She pulled her pants up and adjusted her top as moved her helmet and collapsed onto the drivers seat.

The radio squawking interrupted their afterglow.

“Base to Schultzy. Base to Schultzy. Over”

“Damnit.” She grumbled as she reached forward pulling the radio out of its holster.

“Schultzy to base. What’s up? Over” She was clearly annoyed.

“Just checking on you Chief. Everything ok? Over”

“All good. Over”

“10-4 Chief. Over and out.”

She placed the radio back in its holster and stood up stretching. She glanced at her watch. “It’s already 5:30. We should probably head back.”

“Yea... you’re probably right.” He seemed bummed out.

He watched her put her gloves and helmet on, almost pouting as he did the same. Without a word they buckled and took off back to the compound. 45 minutes of silence later she slammed on the breaks, and put it in park, killing the engine.

“Are you ok?” She asked.

He pulled off his helmet and seat belt turning towards her.

“No. I’m not ok. I’ve never had sex that amazing. With someone as incredible as you. You’re a fucking unicorn of mythical proportions. I’m so out of my league here. And I don’t want the mind blowing thing we just did to mess up something even more mind blowing that might happen. Does that make sense?!”

Under her helmet she was smirking. On the inside she was worried it was going to be a one and done and he’d make up an excuse to leave and that would be it. But here he was freaking out about the exact same thing.

“Baby... Emm... you’ve gotta say something. I’ve completely come undone. It’s your fault. Either make me the happiest man on Earth or put me out of my misery. Either way, you gotta give me something.”

Just as she was about to calm his fears the radio broke the silence, “Base to Schultzy. Base to Schultzy. Condor has landed. I repeat Condor has landed. Over and out.”

“We’ve gotta get back. Can we please talk about this after dinner?”

“Sure.” He slammed his helmet over his head and buckled as she started the engine. They raced off back to the house.

TBC

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The Bean Chronicles : Part 19

Henry Cavill / Reader

Things with Henry had been perfect. He had resumed filming The Witcher before he got injured on set while doing stunts. While waiting for the doctor’s final word on the matter Henry had been soaking up and enjoying every minute of you nursing him back to health.

“Babe! Do you know where that extra HDMI cable went?!” He hollered from his office.

You walked in to find him in his usual place, leg propped up on an ottoman next to him, headphones cocked off one ear. You stood in the doorway watching him.

“Babe!” He yelled before turning around to find you standing there, holding the cable in your hand. He had draped it on the doorknob. Men can never find anything. “Oh! Sorry. But you found it! Thanks babe!” He craned backwards reaching for the cable.

You shook your head no, and held the cable behind your back, puckering your lips. You leaned down and kissed him. You could tell he expected a quick peck, but you deepened the kiss, while running your hand down his chest and into his lap. Splaying your fingers you gave his manhood a gentle grope. He groaned into your kiss before you stood up, dropped the cable into his lap and walked out of the room.

You knew in an instant you’d either hear his headphones hit the desk or him start shouting at the game. You hoped for dropped headphones.

Banking on that little display of affection getting his attention, you quickly pulled your tank top off over you head and shimmied out of the pair of Henry’s boxers you were wearing. Throwing them into the hamper you grabbed an apron and tied it around your waist just as Henry quickly came limping into the kitchen.

“Holy what.... Baby.... hot damn...” the sight of you kept him from forming sentences.

“Hi honey! Dinners almost ready.” You kept cooking as if you weren’t only wearing an apron.

“Can I skip dinner and go straight for dessert?” He whispered as he leaned against you, his hand grazing your ass cheek.

You quickly slid away from his grasp and continued cooking, bending over to grab something out of the fridge, knowing the sight of your bare bum would drive him wild. Sure enough when you turned around he was licking his lips.

“Darling... you have to eat dinner first. THEN you can have dessert....”

“You know what happens when you tease me babygirl...” his voice slightly deeper and rougher like his character Geralt.

You lowered your face and looked up at him through your lashes, “I must have forgotten.”

Henry slowly reached out and turned off the stove. Grabbing your waist he turned you and pushed you against the kitchen sink. He gripped your ass hard before sliding his fingers between your legs.

An excited yelp slipped out of your mouth. Henry’s other hand slipped around your neck, pulling you against his chest as his hand continued doing work between your thighs.

“I think you’ve forgotten who this belongs to...” he snarled before biting your neck and sucking. “Tell me who this belongs to.”

You pursed your lips, holding back moans, quietly gasping as he beckoned an orgasm. He quickly pulled his hand from between your legs and gave you a hard spank.

Grabbing your face he turned it towards him, “Behave and tell Daddy who you belong to.”

You pouted. Jutting out your bottom lip and scowling, you glared at him for removing his hand.

He positioned himself behind you, pinning your hips against the counter, pressing his erection against you. “Tell Daddy...who you belong to.”

“I belong to you, Daddy.”

He kissed the nape of your neck sending goosebumps over your entire body. His hands slid up the center of your back, unsnapping the neck strap of the apron, letting it fall, before cupping and caressing your breasts, your nipples already hard were now tingling at his touch.

You reached back, tangling your fingers in his thick curly hair, gently pulling.

“Fuck I love you.” He growled.

“Mmmm I love you Daddy.... why don’t you go sit on the sofa so I can show you how much...” You whispered over your shoulder.

He smiled with a low growl and smacked your ass. He hobbled to the sofa and sat down. You followed and knelt down on the floor in front of him. Being mindful of his leg, you turned the coffee table so he could prop his leg up on it.

“Thank you, my love.” His eyes changed as he thanked you. His expression softened from the lust fueled intense animal to a dear sweet gentle man. “Darling, come here...” he patted his lap.

The mood had changed instantly. Suddenly you almost felt ashamed that you were naked. You sat down on his lap, his eyes locked on yours, as he pulled the throw blanket off the back of the sofa and wrapped it around you.

“Darling... I love you more than words can say. You know that, don’t you? I’m so grateful for you. I need to say thank you for taking such amazing care of me... for putting up with me. I know life with me isn’t always easy....” he hung his head, “But I don’t want to go through the rest of it without you.”

Your heart swelled as he continued, “I realized this before, when I saw you with Chris... it absolutely killed me every single time I saw you two together. I’ve hated him since the day he introduced me to his fiancée. Because the moment I saw you at that party, I fell in love with you. I know I need to be a better man for you... but if you give me the chance, I’ll spend the rest of my life doing my best for you. I don’t deserve you. You’re amazing. You’re smart and sweet, thoughtful, gorgeous.... and I didn’t anticipate doing this with a hardon, or while you’re naked in my lap...” he laughed a small laugh as he strained to reach his jacket that was slung over the arm of the sofa, producing a Tiffany blue box.

“Darling, my love.... My Queen... would you be my wife?” He opened the box to show a massive diamond ring.

You sat there, perched on his lap, eyes locked on his, mouth gaped open in surprise. You couldn’t even look at the ring, all you could focus on was the man you loved with tearful eyes, as your own begin to fill.

“Yes. A thousand times, yes. I love you so much....” you were about to continue but were interrupted by Henry grabbing you and kissing you. He dropped the box, and held you tightly as you wrapped your arms around his neck. You felt the kiss through your entire body, it was such an intense soul felt blinding light joyous moment it rivaled the orgasm you would have had.

“I love you Y/n... I can’t wait to be your husband. You’ve made me the happiest, proudest man in the universe.” He smiled that incredible smile that always melted you, before adding, “and the horniest.... I’m still very aware that you’re naked.”

You laughed and bit your bottom lip trying to stifle the grin that was plastered across your blissfully happy face. You reached over, leaning far, as Henry held onto your waist. You scooped up the ring box and held it out for him, wiggling the fingers on your left hand.

“It would be my honor.” He beamed as he opened the box, removing the ring, taking your hand, and sliding the ring onto your finger.

It wasn’t until now that you viewed the rock he placed upon your hand. “Henry! Oh my God!”

“Do you like it? I wanted everyone within a two mile radius to be able to see that you’re taken.”

You couldn’t take your eyes off of it: it was beautiful.

“I love you! I can’t wait to be your wife! Let’s just get married! Let’s elope!” You excitedly blurt out as you straddled Henry’s lap, holding his face in your hands.

“Don’t you want a wedding?” He furrowed his brow. You couldn’t tell if he was offended or not.

“I just want to be married to you. We could do a big reception some time.... but the only part that matters to me, is marrying you.”

“Well my love... I can’t wait for you to be Mrs. Henry Cavill.... but I’m only getting married once... and I think it’d be nice to have all of our family and friends there....”

“You’re so sweet Hen. If you want a wedding, then we’ll have the biggest wedding ever.”

“I know it sounds silly... that I want a wedding and you don’t.... but...”

“But nothing. We’ll have a beautiful wedding.” All of a sudden you were very aware of something poking you in the stomach. You raised your eyebrows and smiled, leaning forward to kiss Henry, you lifted your hips, positioned him, and began to lower yourself onto him.

“Oh my God” he growled through gritted teeth, throwing his head back, “Fuck I love you.”

-

After spending the rest of the evening naked with your fiancé, making love all over the house, the two of you finally made it to your bed. Your last stop had been the shower and although you don’t usually go to bed with wet hair, you were too exhausted to do anything about it.

—

You woke up in the morning to an empty bed. Your first immediate panicked thought was that you had again said Chris’s name in your sleep. Although Henry hadn’t mentioned you doing that for the last few months. “Hen! Honey!” You hollered into the empty house, no response. You swiped your phone off of the nightstand, no messages. Grabbing one of Henry’s tee shirts, you threw it on over your head to check his office. Surely he wasn’t already gaming.

You checked his office, no Henry. You had just walked back into the bedroom and picked up your phone to call him as you heard his voice behind you.

“Good morning, my love. I went and got us some breakfast. I was hoping I’d get back before you woke up. Leave it to you, to wake up early on the one day I want to surprise you.”

“Of course.” You laughed. “I thought you had panicked over proposing and took off.”

“Well... the flaw in that plan is that A) I would never. You’re my life. B) this is technically my house. C) I spent entirely too much money on that rock to walk away from it.”

“HENRY!” You shouted and laughed.

He set breakfast on the nightstand and walked around the bed wrapping his arms around your waist. “I’m never going anywhere without you my love. It’s you and me, forever.”

-

The two of you ate breakfast in bed, turning on the tv to watch a movie. As soon as you finished eating and cleared the remnants, Henry pinned you to the bed. Hovering over you, he smiled, “Can you take off this shirt now? I want the only thing you wear today to be that ring.”

You laughed and shook your head, “Whatever you want my dear.”

His hand slid down, tracing the hem of your shirt across your stomach. His lips quickly followed and kissed a trail across your skin. You sat up as he lifted the shirt over your head and tossed it to the floor. In one swift movement he rolled onto his back pulling you on top of him.

“You make me the happiest man in the world.”

—

Two weeks had passed since Henry’s proposal. The two of you had told all of your family and friends the happy news. But a trip to town had spilled the beans to the rest of the world. Paparazzi had photographed the two of you hand in hand whilst running errands. And just like Henry had planned, everyone within a two mile radius had seen the ring.

TBC

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The Bean Chronicles: Part 16

Henry Cavill / Chris Evans / Reader

You sat in your backyard, AirPods in, blaring music, soaking up the sun. Everything was a mess, and you kept unintentionally making it worse with your decisions. You had sent Florian home, Henry to his hotel, and were utterly worried about Chris popping up out of nowhere. He undoubtedly saw the same tabloids Henry had, giving away your location. It was only a matter of time before his pleading puppy dog eyes started begging you and breaking your heart all over again.

Ashley brought out some food, setting it on the table next to you. She crossed her arms and stared at you, waiting for you to acknowledge the food and eat something. For the last six months you had zero appetite, and it didn’t look like that was going to change today.

“Fine. Starve.” She threw up her hands as she walked back inside the house.

Your phone pinged, signaling a text, but it glitched out as two simultaneous texts came in.

You read his text four or five times. Can it really be called cheating if the relationship was over? Rebound. Not cheating. Fuck..... You missed him. He had always been the one that held you and kissed your forehead, made you feel safe and like everything was going to be ok. He was the one you wanted. But you couldn’t help but feel like he was lying. Her number and picture were saved in his phone. The previous texts had been deleted. Just the thought of it hurt.

The number was unknown, but you knew without a doubt it was Chris. You immediately felt a white hot rage spreading over your entire body in an instant. A giant red flag waving in your face, “He cheated on you”, Chris would have no way of knowing you and Henry were fighting about this. He showed his hand, either Henry did cheat and Chris orchestrated it, or the whole thing was a lie, laid in place by a jealous ex.

You couldn’t call Henry fast enough. He answered without it even finishing an entire ring.

“Baby! Oh God, Thank you. Are you ok? Please tell me you’re ok. Where are you? I’m coming over.” He sounded frantic, his words coming at a million miles a minute.

“Hen, I’m fine. I’m at home.” You were becoming increasingly worried.

“Stay put! I’ll be there in a few minutes! I love you.” You could tell he was already running, his breath ragged.

“Hen, what’s wrong? What are you talking about?” You were completely confused.

“Baby Chris has been texting me. He’s been threatening me and you. I’m on my way. Just stay inside until I’m there.”

“Ok....” you got up and started walking inside, that’s when you heard his voice behind you.

“Oh baby... I’ve missed you....” his voice sounded off. He was speaking through gritted teeth. It sent chills through your body.

You slowly lowered your phone, hearing Henry yelling as you tucked it into your pocket, being careful to not end the call. You turned to see Chris standing there, face unshaven, chest heaving, eyes wide.

“I didn’t know where you were. All I wanted to do was see you. You left London without telling me. I’m guessing you found out he was cheating. I wanted to tell you, to be there for you when you found out.... I’m not sorry you know what a piece of shit he is. I would never cheat on you. I love you so much baby. You know that. Now that you know he’s a cheating bastard, we can be together. You and me.” He rambled, taking slow steps towards you.

You took a step back, closer to the house, away from him. He tilted his head, clearly confused why you weren’t rushing into his arms. His hands out towards you, he slowly took another step. Feeling like a caged animal you jumped back even further.

“Baby? I thought you’d be happy to see me. I sure am glad to see you. I was so worried about you.... Henry cheated on you... you should be with me. He doesn’t deserve you. You know that now.... I love you. Baby let’s go. You and me. Anywhere in the world. Let’s run away together. Get the hell out of this town.... where do you wanna go? I’ll take you anywhere. Let’s make a new start. You and me. We can try to get pregnant again....”

A ringing started in your ears, you couldn’t hear anything. You felt sick as soon as he said “try to get pregnant again” your mouth went dry, your body shaking. You couldn’t believe what he was saying. Now, more than ever, you knew he had something to do with that Lisbeth girl. You stood there in shock, you couldn’t hear Chris, but you could see him still pleading with you.

Henry came flying out of nowhere and tackled Chris to the ground. Ashley grabbed you from behind, pulling you into the house as a large man rushed passed you racing towards Henry and Chris fighting in the grass. You watched from the window as the giant man pulled Henry off of Chris, quickly subduing Captain America, his arms pinned behind his back.

Henry rushed inside, as you collided against him, wrapping your arms tightly around him as he did the same to you. “I’ve got you. You’re safe. It’s ok my love, I’m here.” He pet your hair as his deep voice whispered into your ear.

“Ash, I’m going to take her upstairs, please stay here and make sure Oscar doesn’t have any trouble until the cops get here.” Henry held you as he gruffed an order at her, not entirely trusting she didn’t have a hand in Chris showing up. He scooped you up into his arms and carried you to your bedroom. He sat on the bed, still holding you as kicked off his boots. You latched onto him even tighter as managed to get comfortable.

“Oh my god Hen... Thank you. I’m so sorry. For everything. I love you. Only you.” Straddling his lap, you gripped his curly hair in your hand, as you kissed his face between words.

He smiled as he tilted his face back, his hands on your hips pulling you down onto his lap. “I know you do my love. I love you so much. I swear I never cheated... I wanted to talk to you about it. I’ve never met that woman, I don’t know how she got my number. I called my agent and asked about it. The emails and texts I got about an interview were all bullshit.”

“It was Chris. It was his fault. I know it. He kept telling me you cheated. He wanted to use it to get me back. He shouldn’t have known anything about it.”

“Well that makes sense...” he sighed heavily, “that bastard.”

“I’m so sorry I doubted you Hen... I’m so sorry... please forgive me.” Your eyes begged him, your tone pleading with him. You pouted your lips and lowered your face. He gripped your face, tilting it towards his, bring it closer.

“It’s alright my love. There is nothing to forgive. You’re with me now and everything is alright.” He gently kissed you and smiled, resting his forehead against yours. “You’re safe now. I’ve got you.”

Ashley knocked on the door, “The cops are here for Chris. They wanted a statement from you. I’ll let them know you’ll be down in a few.”

“Ok!” You hollered back before slumping down against Henry’s chest. Nuzzling your face into his neck you kissed him softly, and whispered, “I love you.”

He playfully spanked your ass before nodding his head, “Let’s go.”

>>

You were sitting in the chair by the window, looking out over the LA skyline. The reflection of Henry walking out of the bathroom in nothing but a pair of perfectly fitting boxer briefs made your mouth water. You chose to stay put, pretending not to notice as he walked up behind you.

“Come to bed my love.” His deep voice gently commanded.

You took a deep breath and stood up. His outstretched hand grabbed yours as he led you to the bed without another word. He cupped your face in his hands, searching your face, as you studied his. There weren’t enough words to express how you felt. You weren’t even sure how you felt. He kissed you in such a way that your knees went weak, your hands sliding around the back of his neck to steady yourself. It was so soft yet so passionate, you felt it clear down to your toes, it said everything words could not.

He dropped his hands from your face, tucking the tips of his fingers into the sweats you had on, dropping them to the floor.

“Bed time, darling.” He smiled as his hands slid up your hips, resting around your waist. He stared at you with loving concern before climbing into bed, holding open the covers to you.

With a smile on your face, you snuggled in as his massive arms wrapped around you. He breathed in deep, smelling you, as he nuzzled his face in your hair. “I love you. Get some sleep, my love.”

You were asleep before you could even reply.

-

You woke up in the morning to hear Henry quietly breathing, the gentlest of snores. You turned to look at his handsome smiling face as he slept. Scooting up against him, back into his arms, he made the smallest happy grumble as you wiggled against him.

In the sleepiest mumble ever, he gruffed, “Keep that up and you’ll wake someone else up.”

You laughed as you turned to kiss him before hopping out of bed. “I’m getting some coffee. You coming?”

He sprawled out across the bed, “I’ll go wherever you go, my love.”

TBC

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[j-elaine-hyde]

The Bean Chronicles: Part 18

Henry Cavill / Reader

It was finally Christmas Eve. You and Henry had decided to forgo the parties and stay at home together. Tomorrow morning you’d be meeting his family bright and early for Christmas. Despite becoming close with his mother you were still nervous about meeting the entire clan.

“Dinner smells amazing, my love.” Henry wrapped his arms around you, and nuzzled your neck.

You laughed and pressed against him, “I hope it tastes as good as it smells!”

He patted your butt before scooping up a finger full of mashed potatoes.

“Stay out of that mister, it’s almost done.” You shook your head at him with a smile.

“I’ll get the wine. Red?” He was scanning the wine rack as you watched him. You would never tire of looking at this gorgeous man.

He popped open a bottle as you pulled the roasted vegetables out of the oven. “Time to eat!”

-

You were curled up on the sofa watching “A Christmas Story” when Henry shifted out from underneath you and walked to the tree. He produced a small gift and handed it to you.

“Merry Christmas my love....” he smiled as he sat down facing you. “I can’t wait any longer. I want you to open this one now.”

Your throat felt tight looking at the small square box in your hands.

“Well then you have to open one of yours too.” You placed the box on the table and hopped up. Knowing exactly which one to pick, you pulled the long rectangular box from the stack and sat down.

“You have to go first. Merry Christmas Hen.” You handed him the small box and watched him rip open the paper. As soon as he saw the unwrapped box he looked up and smiled.

“Darling.... I already know I love it.” He smiled as he opened the box.

Inside was a vintage Rolex, the same worn by James Bond.

“Oh my god... baby.... are you serious?!”

“Look at the back...”

He turned the watch to better see the inscription. “Always yours, XO Y/n” he read it aloud. “This is incredible.... how did you find this?!”

“I might have had some help. But I thought since you had the car, you might as well have the watch too.”

He carefully set the watch on the table before lunging forward at you, wrapping you in his arms. “I’m blown away baby.... I can’t believe you found this. I love you so much. You’re amazing. Thank you my love!” He continued kissing you all over as you laughed.

With one long, deep kiss he sat you back up. “Ok now mine. Which I thought was going to wow... but I can’t top your gift....”

You picked up the small square box. “Oh Hen...I’m sure I’ll love it darling....”

You unwrapped the paper, your breath hitching in your throat as you saw the red of the Cartier box. You opened it to see two “love” rings inside.

“One is for now, for your right hand. The other is for later, for you left.”

You looked at him with a stunned surprised look before quickly smiling and holding out your right hand. He picked up the rose gold band and slid it onto your right ring finger.

“I love it Hen... thank you...” you stared at the ring on your finger, “it’s beautiful.”

You continued looking at the ring as you climbed into his lap. You clutched his face and gently kissed him, smiled and said, “I love you. Thank you, I love it.... I’m never taking it off.”

“I do have another gift for you... I have to go get it out of the bedroom.”

“The bedroom huh....” you laughed.

He patted your butt, “Hop up darling and I’ll go get it.” You smiled and give him another kiss before sliding back onto the sofa.

You watched as he got up and walked down the hall. You quickly grabbed the Cartier box, opening it to look at the ‘ring for later’ you were giddy that he had already bought a wedding band, curious if he had already purchased an engagement ring as well.

You heard Henry coming down the hall and closed the box, placing it back on the coffee table.

In walked Henry in a sexy Santa outfit. Your eyes lit up and your mouth dropped open in a surprised smile.

“Santa heard you were on the naughty list young lady...” he raised and wiggled his eyebrows at you before walking over and scooping you up off the sofa.

“I’ve been a very naughty girl...” you said in your sexiest voice.

“Well Santa is going to take you to his workshop so we can work on you being naughty some more....” he shifted you, pushing you over his shoulder as he opened the bedroom door.

He tossed you onto the bed, standing at the foot of it and slid off his suspenders.

“Santa baby....” you mewed as you beckoned him to come with your finger.

Kneeling onto the bed he began peeling off your leggings.

-

Once you were both naked he hovered over you, “Thank you baby... that James Bond Rolex is incredible.”

“You’re welcome honey.... I’m glad you love it.”

“I really do. I hope you like yours... I realize it’s not exactly what you probably thought it was going to be... but...”

You frowned and interrupted him, “Honey... Henry... I love it. This one is gorgeous and I’ll never take it off, and I’ll always think of you when I look at it. It’s a fun way to say ‘you liked it and put a ring on it’ without setting the whole tabloid world on fire.”

“Baby... I don’t want you to think that I don’t want to marry you... after all I did kind of give you your wedding band tonight... I just didn’t want to be THAT guy that proposed on Christmas. I want that to be it’s own holiday. And I wasn’t sure how you’d feel about getting engaged.... so this was a sort of test. I guess.”

“Hen... of course I want to marry you. But I am glad you didn’t propose on Christmas... I agree with you. That needs to be its own special thing. I’m not going anywhere... there’s no pressure. I love you. And I love my ring.”

“I’m calling it a promise ring. I promise to always love you.” He sweetly kissed you on the lips before flipping over, pulling you on top of him.

You sat up, perched on top of him, looking down at his gorgeous face. “So what happens when Santa is naughty?” You grinned and laughed as he bucked his hips, bouncing you.

“Ohhhh babygirl.... allow me to show you....” he raised a single eyebrow as a devilish smirk crossed his face.

—

You had decided to start Christmas morning off by waking up Henry with a gift... you slid under the covers, taking him into your mouth. You gently tugged with your hand as his member sprang to life. You were really getting into it when you heard Henry moan.

“Mmmmm good morning baby.... fuck I love you.... don’t stop....”

You continued but only for a few more seconds before Henry sat up and pulled you out of the covers, and onto the bed. He made a beeline for your neck and began kissing before he thrust into you.

-

You stood in the kitchen wearing one of Henry’s tee shirts as you sipped your coffee. Henry walked in fresh out of the shower in only boxers.

“Good morning my love.... Merry Christnas.” He kissed you on the forehead as he made a cup of coffee.

“Merry Christmas. I’m going to go take a shower and get ready.”

“Why didn’t you shower with me? Hmmm?” He asked as he slid his hand around to your ass giving it a quick pat.

“Because we don’t have that much time Hen... we wouldn’t have showered and we’d be late to your parents.” You laughed as you gave him a kiss on your way out of the kitchen.

“You know I’m right!” You hollered as you continued down the hall.

-

You were finishing your makeup as Henry walked out of the closet in jeans and a sweater: how was it possible that he looked incredible in literally anything?

“Hen... honey... I picked out a few outfits, they’re on the bed.... would you pick one?”

“Let’s see...” he began as he rubbed his hands together surveying the clothes you had laid out. “I’m voting for the dress, bc then I can feel you up and tease you and have easy access.”

“HEN!! Honey.... I’m serious.” You have an exasperated laugh.

“I am too!”

“Babe.... please.” You whined.

“I’m serious. I want easy access.” He finally sighed and gave in. “Jeans, blouse, blazer, boots outfit.”

“Thank you. That’s what I was thinking given your outfit.”

“We could always match.... I love the pictures of us when we match. Is that corny? I don’t care. I like it.”

Henry went back into the closet.

“Babe... what are you doing?” You asked as you stood up and started getting dressed.

“Ahha! Here it is!” He came out of the closet holding a sweater of yours that was just similar enough to his that it looked like you went together, but weren’t twins.

You had just pulled on your jeans when you looked up at him. You almost blurt out ‘are you serious?!’ But you legitimately knew he wanted you to wear it. So you did.

-

Henry walked around the car to open your door. You swallowed hard as your peered out the window at the large house. Your palms felt a little sweaty as Henry offered his hand, helping you out of the car.

“They’re all going to love you, my dear.” He smiled that megawatt melt you from the inside out smile that made your knees weak. He tightly held you hand as you walked to the front door. The curtains shifting quickly letting you know prying eyes had been watching.

His parents opened the door as Henry reached out for the knob.

“Merry Christmas!” They sang in unison as they welcomed the two of you inside.

Henry’s mom rushed you with a hug and a whisper, “they’re already impressed my dear. Just have fun.”

She smiled at you and tapped the side of her nose knowingly as Henry’s father took a step towards you. “Welcome home! You’re family now! It’s so nice to finally meet you. The Mrs. hasn’t stopped gushing about you. I feel as if I already know you.” He grabbed you in a tight hug before offering to take your coat.

Henry’s nephews and niece ascended next as they tackled his legs and jumped in front of him, all screaming and shouting with excitement.

“Let them get in the door at least!” You heard a man’s voice bellow from the living room.

Henry spun and smiled at you, wrapping his free hand around your waist, pulling you close as he tried to walk with his new passengers.

-

You arrived home utterly exhausted, slightly drunk, and extremely happy. Henry’s family had been absolutely wonderful. You adored each and every one of them. They had welcomed you into their family, even before opening your lavish gifts.

TBC

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[j-elaine-hyde]

The Bean Chronicles: Part 17

Henry Cavill / Reader

With all of the chaos that had been happening you had completely forgotten that Christmas was only two weeks away. You had happily agreed to fly back to London with Henry. Happily because you knew he only had a week of filming before being off for the holidays, and you were excited to spend that time together.

However, now more than ever you were stressing about meeting his family. Henry had gently reminded you that all of them would be getting together at his parents house. All five brothers. You had grilled Henry about his family, and enjoyed the stories about all of them. It lessened your fear slightly, feeling you like already knew them. Coping with Henry’s busy filming schedule you spent your time decorating the house and getting all of your Christmas shopping done, despite Henry telling you you didn’t have to buy his family gifts.

You were sitting on the floor in the living room wrapping presents. Kal sat next to you on one side, panting as he eyed the pizza on the table behind you. You were binge watching episodes of Absolutely Fabulous when Henry finally got home from set.

“There’s my girl.... hello my love, what are you two up to?” He stood there with a smile and his hands on his hips as he surveyed the room.

“Kal and I are wrapping presents.”

“He’s a very good helper. I see he’s also guarding that pizza... he’s clearly very interested in the safety of that delicious looking crap.”

“Do you want me to heat some up for you? Don’t knock that crap honey, it’s super tasty. But I didn’t make any dinner..... so that’s whatcha get.”

“Why are there so many presents darling? Surely these aren’t all for Kal....” he gave you a stern look trying his best to hide the knowing smile that was quickly forming.

“Ok so I might have gone a little overboard with the presents for your family.... but I want them to like me.”

Henry scoffed as he grabbed a piece of pizza and sat down on the sofa.

“Darling they’re going to love you.” He said through a mouthful.

“I hope so. But a little bribing never hurt.” You finished wrapping another gift and slid it with the rest of the pile of brightly wrapped gifts under the tree. You stood up and perched on Henry’s lap.

“They’re going to love you. The house looks amazing darling. I love that you put up a tree. It actually looks like a proper home as opposed to a bachelor pad. My mum will love that you did this.”

You kissed his nose before standing up. He reached out and smacked your ass before grabbing another slice of pizza and settling into the sofa. Kal joined him, hoping for a bite.

—

You had just finished getting dressed and doing your hair and makeup. You wanted to surprise Henry with a hot dinner and a beautiful girlfriend after a long day of filming. You were about to head out and run some errands when there was a knock on the door.

Kal barked and took off down the hall. You hesitated, a nervous pang struck your chest, putting a lump in your throat. With another knock you jumped and rushed to the door.

“Hellooooo! Y/n? It’s Marianne! Henry’s mother...” She called through the door.

All of a sudden an entirely different nervous energy filled you as you quickly opened the door.

“I’m so sorry! Hello, come in!” You swallowed hard and smiled nervously.

“Oh! Well... you certainly are breath taking. You’re even more beautiful in person! No wonder my son is so taken with you...”

You blushed and smiled. “Thank you.”

She looked around the house at the Christmas decorations you had put up with an approving smile, “I’m sorry to just pop by... I know my darling boy is away working, but I was dying to meet you... and I thought it might be easier coming over for Christmas if you had more than one familiar face there.”

“That’s awfully sweet of you. Thank you. Can I take your coat? Would you like to come in for some tea?”

“I’d love to. I can hang my coat deary, but I’ll let you get the tea.”

You had never liked English tea. But you were never so grateful that Henry had taught you how to prepare and serve real English tea as you were now.

Henry’s mom had gone into the living room and sat down. She was admiring your tree when you came in carrying a tea set on a tray.

“You’ve made this house a home, my dear. I wasn’t sure if that would ever happen. I’m very grateful my son has you.”

“Thank you. I’m lucky to have him.” You handed her a cup of tea, “I don’t know what I’d do without him honestly.”

“It definitely hasn’t been an easy year for you, has it?” She smiled softly and gave you that “poor thing” look mother’s do when they want to hug you.

“That’s putting it lightly. I was hoping the insanity had managed to escape your attention.” You got choked up. Embarrassment written across your face. Henry’s mom had let you know without a word that she hadn’t missed a headline.

“They were all so wildly dramatic... and of course with our Henry’s name in them, we couldn’t help but take notice. He’s always been such a private person...”

You sat there, staring at the floor, biting your lip. A small silent stream of tears rolled down your cheeks as you tried to wipe them away unnoticed.

“I’m sorry dear. I didn’t mean to upset you. We don’t hold anything against you. We’ve talked to Henry about all of it, we know what you went through. This wasn’t your fault....”

You forced a smile, but couldn’t force a word.

“I’m terribly sorry, by the way, for your loss. I can’t even imagine... I’m so sorry.”

“Doctors said theres still hope. They didn’t see any reason why I couldn’t...” you took in a sharp stuttered deep breath, “anyway.”

Henry’s mom got up and hugged you. One of those good hugs only a mom can give.

—

The two of you had talked for hours before realizing the time. Henry’s mother hugged you tightly before she left, asking you to go to lunch later that week. You absolutely adored her, and were grateful she had came over.

You were finishing dinner and setting it up in the dining room when you heard Henry arrive home.

“Babe?” He called from the living room.

“Dining room!” You hollered back.

He walked in to see the beautiful candlelit dinner you had spent hours preparing.

“You’re so incredible. I’m starving.” He walked over and kissed you before sitting down at the table.

You smiled and took your seat at the table across from him, “How was your day hon?”

He dug in to his food, pausing with a smile at his first mouthful. “It wasn’t bad. Stunts were a little intense today, but you know what they say, when you love what you do, you’ll never work a day in your life.” He winked at you before shoveling in another bite. “I hear you had a visitor today....” he looked up at you with a curious, albeit nervous look.

“Yeah! Your mom came by today.” You took a slow sip of your wine.

He raised his eyebrows at you, fork halfway to his mouth, “well?”

“Your mom is amazing. I completely love her. She’s great.”

He relaxed and continued eating.

“I’m really happy she came by... I hope the report you got was a good one.”

“Glowing reviews. She absolutely adores you.” He thought about his statement for a minute, smiling to himself, before megawatt smiling at you. “She said she was here for a few hours!”

“We completely lost track of time. I had such a good time with her. She gives really good hugs.”

Henry jerked his head up from his plate, “She hugged you?”

With a confused look you laughed, “a few times...”

“Wow.... I mean, she raved about you. How gorgeous you were, and smart and sweet... but she didn’t say she hugged you. That’s a really big deal. I don’t even think she hugs Simon’s wife...” a grin spread across his face.

You ate a little bit more before excusing yourself from the table. “I’ll be back in just a sec.”

You rushed down the hallway into the bedroom. Finding the bag of lingerie right where you left it, you pulled out a red lacy, strappy number and made quick work of putting it on. You adjusted the red stockings and clasped them onto the garter and slid on your favorite pair of red Louboutins.

“Babe?” Henry called you.

“Coming! I’ll be right there!”

Sauntering down the hallway you walked into the dining room, “Care for dessert?” You struck a pose leaning against the doorway, hip cocked out, hand in your hair.

“Here she is!”

Henry was on his iPad, and had it facing the doorway to introduce you to his brother.

“Holy shit!” His brother exclaimed as Henry dropped the iPad. “You lucky bastard.”

“I’ll call you back. Hang up!” Henry shouted.

You stood there; hands over your mouth. “Honey I’m so sorry, I had no idea.”

Henry laughed as he walked over to you and clutched your face in his hands. “He’s not getting a better Christmas present than that this year... I can promise you that.”

“Oh crap. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. I’m not. That was hilarious, and I can guarantee you he enjoyed it. Probably about as much as I’m going to enjoy taking that off of you.” He bent down and slung you over his shoulder, smacking his hand on your ass as he carried you to the bedroom.

He set you down, as your placed your hands on your hips staring at him, as he lowered to his knees.

“I worship you, My Queen.” He kissed your stomach as he ran his hands up your legs. He kissed your thigh next to the clasp holding your stocking before leaning over and kissing the same place on your other thigh. He slid his hands around to your ass, gripping it and rubbing it as he ran the tip of his nose down your stomach. Nuzzling the satin fabric of your thong, sending shockwaves to your nerves. 

He slipped his fingers under the thin ribbon of your panties and slid them down your legs as he looked up at you. Leaning forward and kissing you, his scruff tickled your thigh. He stood up and grabbed you, swinging you onto the bed before grabbing your legs and pulling you closer. He kissed your ankle, leading a trail up the inside of your leg. He ran his tongue over your folds, “mmmmm babygirl.... you’re already so wet.”

He continued blowing your mind with his tongue, sliding in his finger to send you over the edge two times before he was done. He kissed his way up your stomach, tracing circles around your breasts with his nose, before continuing to your neck.

“I love you.” He whispered, “You’re everything to me.” He reached down and pulled your leg up, positioning himself between your thighs.

Your head was swimming as he entered you. You wrapped your arms around his neck holding tight as you lost yourself.

The rest of the night was a blur of pleasurable ecstasy that left both of you completely drained and satisfied. You curled against Henry as he held you close, both of you blissfully happy as drifted off to sleep.

TBC

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The Bean Chronicles - B.C.

Reader / Henry Cavill

You had begrudgingly agreed to go to the industry party. Your best friend Ash, who was also your assistant, had seen the invitation on your desk and convinced you to go by begging and pestering you until you caved.

“You know it’s going to be fun.” She sat there, invite in hand, waving it around for emphasis.

“You know it’s not going to be anything like you think it is.... right?” You shot back.

“We’re going. You already agreed. I’m calling Harris and we’re picking out what to wear. End of story.” She hopped up, plopping the gold embossed envelope on your desk, before walking out of your office.

There you stood, in front of your mirror, staring at your hot pink satin covered body. Your glam squad has just finished with you and was leaving as you admired their handiwork. You hated to admit it, but you looked good. Your hair had that perfect full, body wave, tucked and pinned behind one ear. Your makeup was glamorous and perfect. And you had almost died when you saw Harris bring in this dress. It fit you perfectly, hugging your curves, draping over and hiding the few spots on your body you hated.

Ash bound into the room in a stunning black bandage dress. She was 6 foot and now even taller in heels. She’d eat men alive tonight, and you knew at a minimum it would be entertaining to watch as she rebuffed their advances as they threw themselves at her feet.

“The car is here. You ready?” She smacked her hands together loudly, barely able to contain her excitement.

You took one more glance at yourself in the mirror before nodding, “Yup. Let’s do this.”

The two of you walked in and immediately you felt all eyes on you. Granted you knew everyone was staring at the both of you, but it was still an entrance that made you feel slightly selfconcious. The two of you scanned the room quickly before walking in. You were instantaneously inundated by cater waiters with trays of champagne.

“Darling you look absolutely ravishing!”

You spun around to see your host, Malcom, coming at you with open arms. He was wearing a champagne gold lamé tuxedo. You Hollywood cheek kissed each other before introducing him to Ashley.

“Well! I’ll never be sad meeting gorgeous women. Honey you are to die for. We need to work together!”

“Ok!” Ash quickly responded.

Turning to you he grabbed your hand, “Darling... you simply have to circulate. If that dress doesn’t get you laid tonight then I’m never hosting another party as long as I live! You look absolutely stunning. Only A list for you tonight. I don’t want to see you even talking to some slumpy producer.”

Your cheeks slightly flushed as you laughed, “ok ok. I hear you.”

He smacked you on the butt, “Go get em bitch! I’ll catch up with you later.” And off he went to welcome more guests.

“He’s right. You need to get laid tonight.” Ash leaned down and whispered as she took a swig of champagne.

After hours of smiling and socializing you made your way to a secluded patio away from the party. You needed time to decompress and reflect. You had been flirting and having fun before noticing Ashley had managed to corner Michael B Jordan. You were on your own, and took the opportunity to hide away. You were staring out at the pool, zoned out when you heard a vaguely familiar man’s voice behind you.

“How is a woman as gorgeous as yourself out here alone?” The low British accent gave you butterflies.

You spun around to see none other than Henry Cavill standing there holding two glasses of champagne.

“Just taking a break...” you smiled, trying your best to play it cool and hide your excitement.

“Mind if I join you? I brought provisions...” he smiled, holding up the two glasses.

He moved closer to you, “I’m Henry.”

“I’m Y/n”

“Is it weird if I already knew that? As soon as I saw you walk into the party I immediately tracked down Malcom to ask about you.” He sheepishly lowered his head for a moment before taking another step closer, offering you one of the glasses. “Without sounding like a creep, I’ve been trying to talk to you all evening. But you were always surrounded...”

You blushed and tried to hide your smile. “Well you’ve got me all to yourself now...” you took the champagne glass, tipped it to his and took a quick sip.

“Luckiest man in the world then.” He winked as he took a sip.

The two of you stood there talking and laughing before taking a seat on a small loveseat romantically tucked away, completely surrounded by a 7’ tall hedge wall.

You finished the last of your champagne, feeling warm with a slight buzz. Henry leaned in, taking your empty glass and setting it on the ground with his. He was so close that you could smell his cologne. Your pulse raced as he leaned in closer.

“You’re absolutely stunning.” He whispered in your ear, his breath on your skin, giving you goosebumps. He hesitated before placing a kiss on your neck that sent a shockwave through your entire body. His hands slid around your waist, pulling you closer as he continued kissing your neck. Your hands gripped his broad shoulders before you pulled back slightly, coming face to face. Your eyes searched his before closing as he leaned in and kissed you. Your arms wrapped around his neck, deepening your kiss. You felt his big strong hand squeeze your ass as he pulled you closer.

Holding onto you he leaned back, continuing to passionately make out with you, he slid his hand up your thigh, pushing your dress out of the way before pulling your leg over his lap. His hands explored your body as you sat straddled over his lap. His hungry lips traveled down your neck, as he nuzzled his face in your cleavage. You felt him shift in his seat, slightly raising his hips, his erection making itself known beneath you. His fingers dipped into the plunging neckline of your dress, freeing one of your breasts as he took your already hard nipple into his mouth. Your fingertips were digging into his back as he grazed his teeth gently across your sensitive flesh. His hands slid down your hips, pulling you against him.

His name escaped your lips as a moan. You felt his smile against your chest as he raised his face to yours, “Yes darling?” He asked breathlessly.

“I want you...” you exhaled as you leaned in to kiss his gorgeous face.

His hands left your hips. He continued kissing you as he unzipped his pants, freeing himself. His thumb traced over your slit. “Damn baby...” he grunted finding you without panties, as he immediately felt how wet you were.

You smiled before hungrily kissing him, tightening your arms around him. With his his member in hand, he ran it between your thighs before you started to lower yourself down onto him. You inhaled sharply feeling his thick size stretching you. “Oh god! You exhaled into his ear as lowered further onto his shaft.

He buried his face in your neck, his hot excited breath keeping your nipples hard. “Baby you’re so tight!” He mumbled into your neck before gently biting it.

You continued riding him as his hands and mouth explored your body. His incredible eyes locked on yours as he felt you tighten around him. “Come for me darling.” He smiled, eyes locked on yours.

You threw your head back as the explosion spread through your body. Your lips quivering you let out another “Henry!” As you felt his grip on your hips tighten, pulling you down hard onto him as his exploded into you, buried deep.

“Oh God,” he grunted between panted breathing, locking your hips against his with his strong hands. A secondary wave hit you as he twitched and pulsed inside of you. The two of you tensed, gasping for air, as you simultaneously reached climax. You collapsed against his chest, your head resting on his shoulder, his arms wrapped around you.

“Let’s stay like this forever Darling, shall we?” He asked.

All you could do was smile and nod. You started to shift your weight, but he tightened his grip around you. “Don’t you dare...” he softly laughed, “not yet.”

This only took your smile and upgraded it to a grin. You took a deep breath, completely relaxed and drained, Henry still pulsing inside of you. You turned your head towards his neck and licked slightly before placing slow, sweet kisses, dragging your lips between each one. He made a low guttural groan as you continued your trail. He dug his hand into your hair at the nape of your neck and gently pulled you back to face him.

“Come home with me tonight?” He asked sweetly.

You smiled and shook your head yes.

Gently tugging your hair, he pulled your head to the side, burying his face in your neck, covering it with kisses. You made the slightest moan and this immediately caused his slightly smaller than before member to rage back stretching you all over again. You inhaled sharply, feeling him grow, looking at him with pleases surprise.

“Round two?” He winked at you.

You thrust your hips forward before hugging your arms around his neck for leverage. As you bounced on his lap, you could feel another orgasm spreading. You gripped onto him tightly as it hit.

—

You barely remembered the ride to his house. The two of you made out in the backseat of the SUV the entire way, it wasn’t until the driver opened your door that you both realized you had arrived.

“Wait here.” He said as hopped out. He trotted around to your side to help you out, offering you his hand. You slid out of the suv, placing your hand in his. He held it as he led you into his house.

————

It had been two weeks. Two whole weeks since you spent an amazing night with him. Half of you didn’t think you’d ever hear from him again, the other was sure you would. He had sent flowers the day after. The note attached read “Not as beautiful as you. Xoxo H”

You had text him, thanking him for the beautiful flowers, he had sent back “Sure thing gorgeous!”

Since then? Radio silence. Two weeks. Ashley was annoyed you even cared.

“Forget him. Let’s just go out tonight and find you someone else. At least you can say you had sex with Superman...”

“Yea... I’m not really in the mood to go out.”

“I don’t wanna hear it. We’re going out.”

Sure enough. You were being primped and prodded by your glam squad before you could even come up with an excuse why you couldn’t go.

—

It was another party. Another night of celebrities kissing the asses of producers and non-celebrities fawning over celebrities, and then there was you. You had opted for something more casual. Looking hot in black faux leather moto leggings and a flowy chiffon blouse/spaghetti strap tank. Your black Louboutin heels added the whole Bond Girl Sex appeal vibe.

You were walking along the far side of the pool, drink in hand when a man’s voice quietly whisper shouted “hey!”

You walked forward to see Chris Evans crouching down behind the massive potted plant.

“How’s it goin there bud? You ok?” You raised your eyebrows trying to stifle laughter as you stared down at him.

“Hey! Is that crazy woman in the purple dress anywhere close?” He asked.

You looked around, scanning the party for a crazy woman in a purple dress. And then you saw her. She was heading right for you.

“She’s coming this way.”

“Shit!”

She marched up to you and spoke insultingly slow, “Have you seen Chris Evans?”

“Yes. Why?”

“Well I’m looking for him.”

“Obviously. But why are you looking for my boyfriend?”

“I’m sorry, ...boyfriend?” She jerked her head looking up at you.

“Yea. Boyfriend. We’ve officially been together for three months now, almost four. So what can I help you with?”

“I feel like Chris would have told me he had a girlfriend....” she squinted, narrowing her eyes at you. When out of the bushes behind her Chris popped out. He brushed off a few stray leaves and walked your way.

“Baby! There you are! I’ve been looking everywhere for you!” He brushed passed the annoyed woman in the purple dress, wrapping his arms around your waist. “I’m glad I finally found you!” He leaned in and kissed you sweetly before his hand slid behind your neck, pulling you in for a deeper kiss.

The angered woman in the purple dress cleared her throat in the most obvious way. You pulled away, your hands still resting on him. “Oh! Babe... this woman was looking for you? She wouldn’t tell me why....”

He looped his arm around your waist, pulling you close as he turned to face her.

“Hey. What’s up?”

“Is she really your girlfriend?” She glared at him. You half expected lasers to shoot out of her eyes any minute now.

“Yea. We’ve been together almost four months now. If she’d say yes, we’d be engaged. But she wants to be rational and wait a little longer. But what can you do? Huh?” He laughed loudly and slid his hand down giving your ass a firm, obvious, squeeze with a quick pat.

You balled his shirt in your fist and pulled him towards you, planting a deep kiss on his lips. You smiled at him before shaking your head no and laughing, “shut up.”

“So what was it you needed?” You looked over your shoulder at the now red faced woman in the purple dress.

“Ugh! Whatever! You’re not even that pretty!” And she marched away, fists balled up at her sides.

Chris kept his hands on your waist, pulling your hips against his, as he smiled at you, your eyes locked on each other.

“Nice to meet you, thank you a million times over, I’m Chris.”

“Well you’re welcome. It’s the least I could do for my future husband. I’m Y/n.” You winked at him, your hands resting on the back of his neck.

“So... Future Mrs. Evans... Y/n... Girlfriend of almost four months... how are you tonight?” He smiled that megawatt smile, his clear blue eyes shining.

“I’m good. It’s never a dull night when I get to play Knight in Shining Armor instead of Damsel in Distress....”

“I owe you for that... seriously. I’ve been heavily avoiding her all night. And several others... I don’t know why I come to these parties.”

“Well I was dragged here by my best friend. And ya know, I had to lay claim on my future husband.” You were laughing at saying it and shaking your head.

“Man.... now I owe your best friend one too...” he locked eyes with you, making everything else around you disappear.

“Don’t let her know that or she’ll hold you to it.” You were almost too distracted by his handsome face to even respond.

Both of you zoned out staring at each other and smiling. Chris slid his hand behind your neck and leaned in, pulling you close, kissing you. Thankfully his other arm was wrapped around your waist. You went weak in the knees. And surprisingly the butterflies in your stomach didn’t keep you afloat. He pulled you closer as the kiss continued, you wrapped your arms around his neck, your right foot popping into the air like a romantic comedy.

——

That was almost four months ago now. And with the exception of a few days, you had seen Chris every day since then. The two of you had spent the rest of the party talking and laughing and occasionally making out. He made it abundantly clear you were the only one at the party he even noticed. You caught multiple women staring at you, jealousy written across their faces.

Since that night you were absolutely smitten. The more time you spent with him, the better he got. He was wildly romantic, and extremely silly and goofy, always making you laugh. He was thoughtful and sweet, but rugged and manly. He was perfect.

-

Chris sat on the wall in sunglasses and a RedSox hat. He sipped his smoothie as he waited for his friend.

“Whoa! I bet that’s someone famous!” He heard a familiar voice say.

Chris jumped up before he saw who had said that. “Shut up man... How are ya? Glad you’re back in town.”

“Yea! So am I. I had no clue that it was going to take so long to finish.”

“I mean, to be fair, you also didn’t know until last minute that it was even going to happen....”

“To be fair. Dude I literally had to race to the airport. I ended up having to send my assistant to buy shit because I forgot to pack a ton of stuff.”

“Thats crazy. Such is the biz. So how long you in town for?”

“You know man... I’m not really sure. I thought I’d come back for a couple of weeks... see if I can find something to keep me entertained. If I do, great, if I don’t, I’ll probably go home for a bit.”

“Well my girl has a friend, well it’s her assistant... I mean it’s her best friend. Anyway... She’s really pretty. Kind of crazy. Just your type.”

“So you’re still in love I take it?” Henry gave Chris a surprised look.

“More and more everyday man. I’m gonna marry this girl. She’s the one, without a doubt. I’ve never met anyone like her. She’s my best friend, the absolute greatest sex of my life, and I can’t get enough of her. I’m fucking hooked man. Shes my one. She’s great. You’ll love her.”

“Well alright then... I should probably start planning your bachelor party...”

“I’ve gotta get her to say yes first... which is actually what I need your help with. I’ve gotta go pick out a ring man.... I have an appointment with this jeweler guy at 2.”

“Oh shit. You’re serious. Like you’re honestly going to marry this girl....”

“Yea man... she’s the one.”

“Well fuck... let’s go get you a ring that she can’t say no to.”

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The Bean Chronicles: Part 8

Henry Cavill / Reader / Chris Evans

You were meeting the designer at the house and had actually convinced Henry to come with you. He helped you out of the SUV, which he told the driver to park in the driveway, and scooped you up smiling and laughing. He gave you a kiss as he carried you inside.

That was when you knew he had seen or at a minimum heard about the games Chris was playing. He decided he was sick of hiding, sick of you feeling like the bad guy, and sick of acting like this new dream home wasn’t exciting.

He wanted to change the narrative. He set you on the floor and grabbed your hand, giving it a quick squeeze as the designer rushed up to meet you.

As the two of you started gushing about chesterfields and pieces of art, Henry stood with his arms folded smiling at you. He didn’t care about any of this, only that it made you happy.

“Baby? Don’t you just love this chair? It’s gorgeous. What do you think? Come sit in it!” You wanted to include him, full knowing he couldn’t care less.

He sauntered over and sat in the chair, making a big deal about getting comfortable and liking it, just to make you happy. At least that’s what he thought he was doing, the chair was surprisingly pretty cool, and extremely comfortable.

You stood next to Henry as he sat in the chair, staring at the massive painting on the wall. The designer and you discussed the painting as Henry’s hand caressed your leg, slowly letting it slip higher and higher until it was under your skirt. He grabbed your ass firmly with his hand, giving it a good squeeze before letting his hand trail back down your leg.

After a tour of the entire house, and the absolute approval from you and Henry. Despite his initial ambivalence, the designer was finally done and gave you your keys. You knew the second she left Henry would lunge. He had been pawing at you the entire time.

Henry casually walked back into his office and took a seat at the desk. He imagined sitting there gaming and liked the aesthetic of it. You walked up next to him, placing your hand on his shoulder.

“What do you think hon? Do you like your office? If you hate it, we can completely re-do it.”

Henry glanced up at you and turned in his chair to face you. Placing his palms together he placed them between your legs and spread them. He started running his big strong hands over your legs, massaging them as he went before slowing pulling your panties down to the floor.

You couldn’t stand it any longer and sat on his desk, legs spread, as you balled your skirt in your hands.

“Daddy wants to play... doesn’t he?”

Henry growled and gave you a devilish grin. “Yes he does.”

“Well Princess wants to play too.” You leaned forward, reaching out to massage the growing bulge in his pants.

“No no Princess...” he wagged his finger at you before abruptly pulling you to the edge of the desk by your legs. “You don’t get to touch until Daddy says so.”

He leaned forward and kissed your knee, looking up at you with hungry eyes. He placed another kiss above your knee, less than a foot away from your already soaking core. His perfect lips landed another painfully slow and soft kiss further up your inner thigh. You ran your fingers through his curly locks, your eyes rolling back in your head as his strong finger tips raked down your outer thigh. You knew the ecstasy that was coming. Henry quickly bit the inside of your thigh drawing a small yelp from your mouth.

He quickly stood up, pulling his shirt up over his head, dropping it to the floor revealing his incredible chest. He smiled watching you look at his body. He gently pushed your back against the desk, lifting your legs up from the knees, opening you up to him. Running his hands down the backs of your thighs he took his seat, staring at you like you were the most mouthwatering dessert. He bit the inside of your thigh again before plunging his tongue against you, licking the length of you.

The sound that escaped your lips was purely animalistic. It was a moan of excitement, guttural, raw. His impossibly strong arms locked around your legs as his skillful tongue ravaged you. He hummed a happy tone against your clit, making you jolt.

“Does that make my Princess happy? Because it certainly makes my Princess wet.” His voice was deeper than normal.

“Yes! Daddy!” You replied through heavy breathing. He was edging you and he knew exactly what to do.

He ran one finger along you before slowly plunging it inside of you. Expertly he curled his finger and beckoned your orgasm to explode. Once his mouth joined the conquest, it was over. You came harder than you ever had. With an accomplished grin on his face he pulled you upright.

“Are you going to let Princess play too?” You asked, pouting your lips, breath ragged.

He raised an eyebrow and took a step back. “By all means Princess, Daddy is yours to play with.”

You slid off the desk and onto your knees, your fingers making quick work of undoing and dropping his pants. Your mouth watering as you saw his thick length stand and bounce at attention.

You ran both hands up his shaft, his impressive length and girth never ceasing to amaze you. You gently kissed his perfect cap, swirling your tongue around the edge, before gently wrapping your lips around him. He pet your hair as he watched you. The view from your vantage point should have been made out of marble and kept in a gallery. Every inch of him from head to toe was pure manly rugged perfection.

Having only taken him into your mouth once, he picked you up off of the floor, placing you back on the desk. “I love when you worship me Princess, but I need to be buried inside of you right now.” He leaned down kissing you, grabbing a fistful of hair and craning you’re neck. Exposing it to his lips. A low growl escaped his lips before whispering “I love you.”

His giant hand pressed against your chest as he pushed you back down onto the desk. Leaning over you, he kissed his way down your body. Lightly nipping at your breasts as he continued down your stomach. Standing up and giving you a heart racing smoldering smile he positioned himself between your legs gently running his massive erection up and down your slit before slowly thrusting it inside of you. Inch by inch, filling you entirely.

He increased his pace and force gradually, driving you crazy with each thrust. Your body shaking as your second orgasm built. His hands massaging your breasts as began pounding into you, exploding your orgasm as you clenched around him. He let out a loud moan as you came, quickly grabbing your legs and flipping you over onto your stomach, without pulling out, placing your tip toes on the floor.

Grabbing onto your hips he plowed into you, your fingers grasping aimlessly at the desk, your brain unable to function due to the incredible feeling of your love filling you. He smacked your ass before grabbing it with his hands. He slowed his pace, buried deep inside of you and ran his hands up your back, along your outstretched arms before bringing them back and pinning them behind you. With his new found hold he began slamming into you.

“Daddy wants another one Princess. Cum for me.” He growled. The deep tone of his voice giving you goosebumps.

A few more thrusts, “Yes! Daddy... I’m gonna-“ as his powerful thighs slammed into your yours, he gave you another orgasm, stronger than the last that left your legs trembling. Had you not been laying on the desk you surely would have fallen.

“Fuck Princess!” He smacked your ass again, before his body went rigid. The sounds he made and his shudders let you know he was filling you, buried hilt deep, holding on tightly as every last drop left him.

He ran his hands over your back again, worshipping the curves of your body before leaning down and whispering, “I love you.”

-

You were craddled in his arms, the two of you sitting naked in his office chair, as he stroked your back.

“I think I’m going to love this office....” he smirked.

You laughed and sighed, “Now we just have the rest of the rooms to knock out...”

He laughed deeply, shaking his head. “Don’t worry Princess, we have plenty of time to get to those.”

-

You had just gotten dressed and were walking through the house when you heard Ashley holler ‘hello’.

“In the kitchen!”

She walked in holding up the iPad. “I don’t know how long y’all have been here.... but your happy shining faces walking in together are already the hot topic of conversation. Between your insta posts and being carried inside, you’re trending.”

“That quickly?!” Henry asked.

“Yup!” She sounded just as surprised as him. “So when do we need to start moving things in?”

“Immediately!” You laughed wrapping your arms around Henry.

“Well you have a few meetings we need to get to, but after that we can start coordinating movers.”

“That’ll be an easy move aside from the gym equipment. Almost all of the furniture at my place stays.”

“Perfect.” Ash locked the iPad, the sound perfectly following her statement. “We’ve gotta get on the road girl. The drivers outside.”

“I’ll walk you out. I’m going to run home and start going through stuff.” Henry rubbed your arms and gave you a quick kiss.

-

He had walked you to the car and kissed you passionately before patting your ass as you climbed into the SUV. Before you had even reached your meeting downtown the pictures were already circulating.

You walked into the office, head held high, you weren’t going to let anyone know the negative press was affecting you.

You turned the corner and there stood Chris, standing in the doorway of his agents office, watching you come down the hall.

He stared at you with those sad puppy dog eyes and crossed his arms over his chest.

You stopped dead in your tracks when you saw him, your heart jumping into your throat making it hard to breathe.

You stood there staring at him, unsure of what to say or do.

“Can we talk?” He asked, his tone breaking your heart all over again.

You couldn’t formulate words, you slowly shook your head yes, unsure if that was what you even wanted.

He nodded at the office behind him, stepping out of the way to allow you in.

As you walked into the office, looking around, his agent was nowhere to be found. He walked in and closed the door behind him, slowly leaning against it, his head down.

“You seem to be doing well.” His voice barely audible.

You sat down, your knees starting to fail you at hearing his voice.

“I could say the same for you. Seems like you’ve been busy.” Your voice colder than you had intended.

“You know none of them mattered... No one compares to you. Not even close.”

“Chris, don’t.”

“What am I supposed to say Y/n? I’m not over you. I’m still in love with you. It’s killing me to see you moving on and happy with him.”

You ducked your head down hiding your face.

“Please look at me, Y/n.”

You took a deep breath, sat up straight, and glared at him. It took every ounce of strength to look him in the face without breaking down in tears.

“Can you honestly tell me you don’t have any feelings for me anymore?” His voice trembling.

You bit your lip, “Not the kind of feelings you’re looking for...”

He slumped down against the door, “That’s fair I guess.”

He shook his head, staring at the floor. “I don’t know how we got here. This isn’t how I wanted this to go.”

You clenched your jaw, “Do you think this is how I wanted any of this to go?! Have you thought for one second how this has been for me?! Do you know what I’ve gone through?! Do you even care?!”

“Of course I do!” He shouted, staring at you with tears welling up in his eyes.

“Well you have a funny way of showing it Christopher! Instead of respecting what happened and giving me time to process everything and recover, you sent me my belongings and started publicly sleeping around!”

“What was I supposed to do?!” He yelled. “You shacked up with Cavill and left me to deal with everything on my own! You left me.”

The fire was building, scorching your throat, “Let’s think about how I found out we lost the baby for a second. You shouted it at me! I had no clue what happened, and simply asked if the other person you pushed down the stairs, your best friend by the way, was ok, trying to figure out what happened and THATS how you chose to tell me I had lost my baby!”

The tears were streaming down your face.

“I’ll never forgive myself for any of it. I’m so sorry. I was so devastated... and all you wanted was him. I was hurt. I wasn’t thinking. I know that doesn’t excuse any of it... I can’t take it back, and I wish I could, I’m so sorry.”

Your body was shaking, jolting with every harsh inhilation.

“There isn’t a day that goes by I don’t regret every minute of it. I’ll never forgive myself, and I don’t expect you to either. But I hoped that I would’ve been the one you turned to. It killed me when you chose him. He doesn’t deserve you.”

“And you do?!” You screamed at him through the tears.

“No.”

You sat there staring at him, shaking from the rage you felt as the heartbreak coursed through you.

“Henry didn’t kill our baby, your actions did. And you shouted the most devastating news of my life at me before leaving me at the hospital. He was there. He stayed with me, he took care of me. Not you.”

“I know.”

“Then act like it!” You stood up and stepped forward waiting for him to move out of the way. “You obliterated my heart that day, and any feelings I had for you. Henry was the one who stayed to pick up the pieces.”

“I’m sorry.” He couldn’t look at you.

“You should be!”

“I know I don’t deserve you, but I still love you.” He was pleading with you.

He lunged forward grabbing your face in his hands as he kissed you. For a split second you remembered how amazing kissing him was and how electric it felt. But today it felt like a shock from an electric fence.

You pushed away from him, slapping him across the face as hard as you could. Your hand stinging, his face red.

“Fuck you!” You slammed the door into him as you ran out of the office. You ran to the street trying to find your car when you were surrounded by paparazzi. Your face tear stained, hyperventilating, and frantic. Ashley rushed out behind you, fighting to get through the crowd to pull you further down the street to the car. As you were climbing into the safety of the waiting SUV, Chris ran out after you shouting your name. The media frenzy went wild as you pulled away.

Ashley stared at you completely confused what was happening. “Wha-“

“He ambushed me! Take me home. I just wanna go home.”

Moments later while stuck in LA traffic your phone started ringing. It was Henry. You shook your head and curled up against the window.

“Ohhhh nooo....” Ashley sighed. “It’s everywhere. All of it. Everything.”

You slowly turned to face her, “What is?”

“Everything. Chris must have had a meltdown to the paps. It’s all here.”

Your eyes got wide as your voice got stuck in your throat. “Take me to the airport.”

Ashley looked at you panicked and confused, “What?!”

“I have to get out of LA. Now. Go to the airport.”

#romance #fiction #fanfic #chris evans #fanfiction #henry cavill #smuttyfanfic #smuttyfun

[j-elaine-hyde]

The Bean Chronicles - Before Bean Part 2

Chris Evans / Reader / Henry Cavill

“Babe I’m so excited for tonight. I have the best surprise ever set up.” Chris stood in the doorway to your closet watching you get ready.

“How’s this?” You walked out in your favorite black Louboutins, dark blue skinny jeans, and a red flowy gauzy tank top.

“You look gorgeous babe!” He stood there staring, mouth dropped open, bright blue eyes wide.

“Do I get to know where the hell we’re going and who we’re going with? You know you can’t spring a blind date on me without letting me do research El Capitan.” Ash stood there, hands on her hips, mouth twisted with anger.

“Calm down Ash. Trust me: you’ll be thanking me later.”

“Babe... seriously... where are we going?” You stood there, arms folded across your chest as Ash did the same right next to you.

“Baby... Ash... the two of you are going to have an awesome night. So put on your happy faces and let’s go.”

The SUV was waiting outside. Ash climbed into the third row as Chris helped you into the backseat. You weren’t exactly sure where you were going or who his mystery friend was going to be.

“So who’s coming tonight?” You casually asked, trying to sneak it under the radar and play it off.

“One of my best friends. He’s great. I know you’ll like him. And I’m 100% sure that Ashley will like him. It’s going to be great. My best girl, my best friend, and Ashley.”

“Gee. Thanks CHRIS.” Ash retorted from the backseat. “I’m just gonna google Chris Evans best friends.”

“Ashley... give me your phone. Don’t ruin the surprise. Please. Seriously.” You held your hand out behind your head.

“Bitch you trippin. I’m not giving you my phone. But I won’t google it and ruin the surprise. Just answer me one thing. Is he hot?”

“Oh yea! Definitely. He’s better looking than I am for sure.”

“That’s not possible...” you leaned in and gave him a quick kiss.

You were playing on your phone when Ash started texting you.

You had just sent the last text as you pulled onto the tarmac of a private airport. The SUV rolled to a stop in front of a G6.

“Babe? Chris? Where are we going?” You looked at him with nervous excitement.

“Baby.... it’s a surprise. Here, take this. You’re gonna be fine.” He handed you a Xanax and a bottle of water.

You smiled and rolled your eyes, “Thank you. You’re the best.” You gave him a quick kiss before swallowing the little blue green pill that would help you cope with the flight. Saying you were a nervous flyer was an understatement.

“I got you baby.... No worries. Let’s go! I’m so excited!”

You shot Ash a look as you slid out of the car. Chris took your hand and practically pulled you onto the plane.

“Yo Supe, you here?” Chris hollered as he climbed the stairs of the plane. He was clearly the most excited person on the planet today.

“Hey Cap. You ready for the best day of your life?!” His friend responded, making you stop dead in your tracks. You knew that voice. It was him.

“Baby? Babe?” You heard Chris as he realized you weren’t behind him.

You spun around to shoot Ashley a terrified look as she began to climb the stairs.

“What?!” She panicked.

“Baby! Come on. I need you to meet my best friend.”

You swallowed hard as Chris dragged you onto the plane.

“Supe. This is y/n. The love of my life. Baby, this is Henry, my best friend.”

“Oh shit....” Henry exclaimed as soon as he saw you. “Nice to meet you Y/n. I’ve heard nothing but good things.”

You reached out and shook his hand. “Likewise.”

“Oh shit!” Ashley exclaimed as she saw Henry.

Chris looked back at her with a grin. “You’re welcome.”

“Yea... great.”

—

You had fallen asleep curled up against Chris. He woke you up as you were about to land.

“Baby... we’re almost there... wake up.” He kissed the top of your head.

The next thing you knew Chris was putting you in the car.

-

Chris turned towards Ashley and Henry. “Ash! Come here. Listen...” he was whispering. “We’re on our way to Fenway. I’m going to propose on the field during the game. 7th inning stretch. I’m going to tell her we’re going down to take our pic with Wally, but I’m actually proposing.”

“Oh shit! No way! She’s gonna freak out. That place is such a big deal to her.... you know she has season tickets, right? Behind home plate. I mean it’s a big deal to you too I guess...That’s awesome dude....”

“You sure? You think she’ll like it?” He was genuinely nervous.

“100%. She’ll freak out. Then she’ll super freak out.”

“She’ll say yes though.... right?”

“She loves you so much dude. She will definitely say yes.”

-

You woke up as the car was speeding down the road. You immediately knew where you were.

“Babe... Chris... are we in Boston?!” A huge smile was spreading across your face, your eyes wide, filled with excitement.

“Yea...”

“Baby.... tell me we’re going to Fenway.”

“We’re going to Fenway.”

You screamed with excitement.

“I’m so exited baby.... oh my god. This is the best surprise ever. I love you Chris.... thank you... you’re amazing.” You crawled into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. “You’re so sweet baby... I love you so much.” You quickly glanced to the back seat noticing Henry staring at you.

“I love you more baby.” Chris said as he nuzzled his nose on yours and kissed you.

-

You were so excited to be at Fenway Park with the love of your life that you hardly had time to even notice Henry staring at you. You had intentionally distanced yourself and avoided him like the plague. Always having your back, Ashley placed herself between Chris and Henry, making sure both of them were between the two of you.

It was the bottom of the sixth when Chris turned to you. “Baby... I have a super awesome surprise. We’ve gotta get up.”

You looked up at him from your seat, narrowing your eyes. You hated being the center of attention, and refused to do the seventh inning stretch games on the field, you were terrified that’s what he had planned.

Chris took your hand and led you to the stairs going down onto the field. You jerked back on it staring at him. “Chris.... no. Please.”

“Y/n... baby? We’re just going down to wave to the crowd and take a picture with Wally. I’m not making you run bases.” He smiled warmly and kissed your hand.

“Promise?!” You laughed nervously as the teams filed into the dugouts. Wally jogged out to the pitcher’s mound as the announcer’s voice echoed over the speakers.

“And now! Taking the field is Boston’s favorite son... you might know him as Captain America.... Chris Evans.... Chris and Wally are joined by the beautiful Y/F/L/N.” You smiled and leaned in, Chris’s arm around you as Wally stood on your other side, the three of you waving to the crowd and smiling. Wally pulled you to face the other side before stepping away and pointing behind you.

You quickly spun around to see Chris down on one knee holding out an open ring box with a gigantic diamond engagement ring. “Baby... Y/n.... will you marry me?”

Your jaw dropped, your hands flew to your face, your eyes immediately brimming with happy tears. You screamed ‘YES!’ and nodded. Chris stood up, lifting you up into the air before pulling you in for a kiss.

“So you’ll marry me, huh?” He laughed. “I love you baby.” He set you back on your feet as he took your left hand in his. He slid the giant diamond onto your finger as you grabbed his face with both hands and kissed him. He wrapped one arm around your waist and with the other he punched the air like Judd Nelson at the end of the Breakfast Club. The crowd went wild. It was one giant roar.

That was one of the three pictures posted on the front page of the Boston Globe the next day and every tabloid site in the world.

The rest of the night was a blur. There were celebratory beers and then champagne at dinner. You had never seen Chris so happy, the smile never fading from his face. It wasn’t until you were done with dinner that you had an awkward moment alone with Henry.

“I’ve been trying to get you alone all evening...” he said softly. “I had to leave town for work... and only just got back yesterday. I’m incredibly sorry I went awol. There won’t be a day goes by that I don’t curse the day you met my best friend. That should have been me putting that ring on your finger. But Chris is a lucky man.”

Ashley came out of nowhere only hearing the latter part of what Henry was saying.

“The better man won. Come on girl... Chris is looking for you.”

You nodded at Ashley and walked away without a word. Ashley spun around and pointed her finger at Henry.

“Don’t you ever say that kind of shit to her again. You fucked up. You lost out. Be happy for them, or get the fuck out. Don’t fuck this up for her. You don’t deserve her.”

“I know. I won’t. I love Chris too much, he’s the better man.” He pushed off the wall and walked passed Ashley and out the front door.

— 2 Months later in LA —

You walked into Chris’ office to see him hanging a framed copy of the Boston Globe’s cover of your proposal. He took a step back and admired it as you slid your arms around his waist.

“Looks great babe.” You smiled.

“Right?! How badass is that?” He turned to face you, pulling your left hand to his lips. “How’s my gorgeous fiancée today?”

“Happy. I’m not exactly feeling that great... but I’ll be fine. How’s my future husband doing?”

“What’s wrong baby?” He leaned back searching your face.

“I just feel kind of hot. Kind of queasy.” Chris placed his hand on your forehead.

“You don’t feel hot babe... you look hot though....” he smiled and patted your ass.

“Why are you two always so lovey dovey? Yeesh. Get a room.” Ashley stood in the doorway eating a bowl of food.

“Ash you’re in our house.... so technically we are in a room....” Chris laughed.

“What’s that smell?!” You plugged your nose. “Oh god... what is that?”

“Pumpkin curry?” Ashley stared at you with confusion.

You gagged and ran out of the room bolting for the closest bathroom. You hurled the entire contents of your stomach into the toilet before sitting back on your heels hugging the cold porcelain.

Chris stared at Ashley with a confused look. “She loves pumpkin curry...” They looked at each other with wide eyes before running after you.

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[j-elaine-hyde]

The Bean Chronicles - Post Bean Part 6

Henry Cavill / Reader / Chris Evans

You stood in the doorway of the guest bedroom staring at the stacks of boxes. Saying you were overwhelmed was an understatement. Thankfully Ashley would be by shortly to bring you some essentials and help you start looking for a new place to live. Despite Henry’s best protests you had been adamant about getting your own place. It didn’t sit right with you to move into his house straight out of Chris’s.

You grabbed a small box from the nearest stack and set it on the floor. Kneeling over it, you cut the tape and folded back the flaps. There on top of the other contents sat the smashed framed copy of the Boston Globe. The glass obviously shattered by a fist. You dropped it back in the box as you sat back. You started to cry as you moved away from the box, hugging the wall.

That’s exactly how Ash found you moments later. With one look at the box, she already knew what had happened.

“I’m so sorry. Are you ok? Let’s go to the living room. I’ll get into those later. You don’t need to do that.” She helped you off of the floor, and led you to the sofa. “Where’s Henry?”

You sat dazed, still calming down. “He flew out earlier, he’ll be back in a couple of days....” you said without even blinking.

Ash sat next to you, concern written across her face, unsure of what to say.

“Did I get a letter from Henry?” Your eyes shifted, burning into her. You calmly waited for an answer.

Her head dropped and her shoulders slumped. “Yes. You had just met Chris. You were so excited about him and so crushed about Henry that I didn’t want it to upset you.”

You wanted to scream. You felt hot, your fists balled. “You had no right to keep that from me!”

“I know. I’m sorry. But things went so well with Chris that I never thought it’d matter. And by the time you did find out about it, you’d be happy that’s what I did.”

You sat there glaring at her. Unsure of what to say. You could see it on her face she regretted it and honestly felt she was just trying to protect you, but what would have happened had she just given you the letter?

“Where is it?” Unmoved you asked flatly, trying to remain calm.

“It’s gotta be in those boxes. It was with my office stuff.”

“Well I’m not unpacking those until we move. So let’s just find a new place.”

She looked at you with wide eyes, waiting for more. When it didn’t come she reached into her bag and grabbed her iPad.

You were going through an email from your real estate agent looking at houses when your phone rang, Henry’s handsome face filling the screen.

“Hello love... how are you doing?” His deep smooth voice spread a happy, calm feeling that washed over you.

“Hi... I’m ok. How are you?” You spoke softly.

“Wishing I was there with you. I miss you. I hate that I have to be gone. But Kal will take care of you and it’s only a couple of days.”

“Same. But it’s ok. He’s been an excellent snuggle buddy. Ash is here. We’re looking at houses.”

“I wish you weren’t darling... I wish you’d just stay with me. What can I do to convince you?”

“Hen... we talked about this...” you slumped down sinking further into the sofa.

“I know... but I was hoping you’d change your mind...” you could hear the sadness in his voice. “I just want you with me.”

“How’s work going? Was your flight ok?” You changed the subject and tried to sound cheery.

“Yea yea... it’s fine. Flight was good. Miss your gorgeous face... give Kal kisses for me. I’ve gotta go, but I’ll call you tonight.”

“Ok sweets... have a good meeting. Muah.” Your kissing sound elicited one from Henry that made your heart swell.

“Talk to you later my love.”

Ashley watched as you hung up your phone, getting back to scrolling through houses.

“Why don’t you just stay here with him?”

“Not you too...”

“I’ll tell you what. Let’s go look at some houses, and maybe if you find the right one y’all can move into it together?”

You jerked your head around to look at her, “Did Henry get to you? How much is he paying you? You hate him.... why are you all of a sudden on his side?”

“He’s not paying me. I don’t hate him. I hated him when I thought he blew you off. I felt horrible when I read the letter. And I was terrified he was going to ruin what you had. But if after everything you’ve been through, he’s the one you still want.... then maybe you should trust that.” Every once in a while she said something insightful and it always surprised you.

“Alright, let the agent know what we want and we’ll go look.”

“Our appointment is at 1:00. I kind of already made that plan. I know you’re mad at me, but I’m still your best friend, I still have your best interest at heart, and I still know you better than you know yourself.”

You laughed and shook your head, knowing she was right.

-

After four houses you had found THE ONE. It was one of the more well known houses in the hills, but considering you were starting your life with your Prince Charming, a castle seemed appropriate.

Convinced your decision should be a surprise and a grand romantic gesture, you decided to pull the trigger and buy it. What’s $9 million for a fresh start?

Your agent handled everything and you were in escrow by the end of the day. Thankfully the sellers were already in their new home and the stager would only need a day or two to empty the house.

-

Three days later Henry arrived home. A day later than planned, but if fit in perfectly with your grand scheme.

You were eating lunch at Henry’s favorite little hole in the wall joint, almost wiggling in your seat you were so excited.

“What gives my love? You’ve hardly eaten and you can’t sit still. What’s up?” He smiled as he ate.

“I have a surprise...”

His face lit up and his eyebrows raised, “Oh do you?” He grinned, locking eyes with you. Your excitement, contagious.

“Yup... after lunch, I’m driving.”

He narrowed his eyes at you, smirking a sexy smile as he slid the keys across the table to you. “Fine.... whatever you say darling. Anything that makes you this giddy, has got to be good. Anything to make my girl happy.”

-

You pulled up to the gate and entered the code. You had made Henry lay down with a blindfold on, so he wouldn’t have a clue. You parked the car and walked around. You kissed his smiling lips as you took his hand, helping him out of the car.

“Ok.... you can take off the blindfold.”

He pulled it off and stared at the castle before him.

Clapping your hands together you grinned, “A castle fit for a King. My King. Whatcha think?”

He shuffled forward and wrapped his arms around you and kissed you. “I thought you were going to say you were staying with me....” he seemed slightly bummed out.

“Hen... Sweetie... I bought this place in hopes you’d move here with me and we could work on a happily ever after of our own, in our very own castle. A fresh start for both of us.”

His face changed immediately, “You what?! You-“ he looked back at the house with a shocked look on his face. “Darling... are you serious?”

“Yup.” You held up the keys with a grin as he clutched your face in his hands and kissed you before picking you up and swinging you around.

“You’re amazing my love. Let’s go check it out!” He carried you to the door, holding out his hand for the key, before opening the door and carrying you inside. He set you down as he closed the door.

“I figured we could just stay at your place while we work with the designer to fill it full of stuff and then we’ll move in. You and me... and Kal.”

“Are you sure this is what you want? Am I what you want, who you want to be with? Are you sure?”

“The moment I saw this place I knew I wanted to live here happily ever after with my Prince Charming.”

He grinned and squeezed your hand. “Show me around My Queen. Give me the tour.”

-

You were standing in the master bedroom staring out at the view when Henry came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, placing a sweet kiss on your neck, “I love it Darling.”

You spun around facing him, “Do you really? You aren’t mad?”

“Mad?! Mad about you maybe. This is an incredible house, and what man could say no to his Queen’s dream?!”

You were so excited you lunged, wrapping your arms and legs around him as he caught you.

“I’m happy you’re not mad and you love it as much as I do.”

He shook his head in disbelief that you could ever think he’d be mad. “I would live in a box with you my love.”

A smile from him was all it took. You kissed his handsome face and full lips passionately. It was only a moment later he pulled back and looked at you, flashing his eyes as his fingers slid your panties to the side, massaging you as he turned and pressed your back against the wall.

You could feel him undoing his pants before he adjusted, stretching you as he entered. “Every time.” He shook his head as he made quick work kissing your neck before parting your lips with his tongue.

Your body responded to his without hesitation, you could feel the hot rush of climax building deep inside of you. You wrapped your arms tightly around him, as he whispered in your ear, “I love you.”

His gruff voice sent you over the edge, your entire body clenching tightly around him drawing out his climax. He collapsed against you, the pressure enveloping you making the world melt away entirely.

-

You walked out of the house holding hands, smiles on your faces. Your afterglow was quickly shattered by the sound of clicking shutters. You glanced up and saw them lined up shoulder to shoulder at the gate. You ran and climbed into the car.

“How did they find out??” You were obviously upset.

“I’m guessing your real estate agent? Or Ashley...” Henry grimaced as he started the car. As the gates opened the photographers backed off, still clicking away.

Henry sped off, racing back to his house. Ashley’s car was still in the driveway.

“Hey Ash... you didn’t tip off the paps... did you? About the new house.... because we were just there and we were surrounded.”

“No... and I don’t know anyone else who knows you bought that place....” she sat there at her desk, looking you straight in the face. “The agent wouldn’t have said anything. She signed an NDA.”

Henry walked into the room, “Darling... does Chris still have your location on his phone?”

You slowly turned around to face him as your eyes got wide. “Yea I think so...”

“I’m gonna say it’s a safe bet that he’s probably the one that did it. He doesn’t have to spy on you if the paparazzi does it for him.”

Ash chimed in, “He’s not wrong Y/n...”

You walked over to the desk as the iPad started dinging. Tabloid alerts for your name started popping up, one right after the next.

“It’s everywhere.” You sighed.

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[j-elaine-hyde]

Desert Heat - J. Elaine Hyde

Day One: Into the Wild

Diamond Fork Canyon - Fifth Water Hot Springs

The views were everything, but you knew that was almost all of Utah. It was breathtaking. You had paid for your camping spot and parked the excursion. With a 2.5 mile hike you’d be able to soak in a beautiful hot spring. It was still early enough in the season to ensure fewer people, but upon arrival, you found you were the only person there.

You excitedly packed a bag for your day hike. You only needed the essentials, plus a random assortment of emergency supplies, and water. You started off on the trail and almost immediately started taking pictures. You took in the amazing sounds of nature and felt... zen. You jammed your phone into your pack and continued on.

Before you could even see the hot springs themselves the fog rolled onto the trail signaling their direction. It was still an early March morning and more than a little chilly. You knew getting buck naked to climb into the hot springs was going to be freezing, but realized it would only make the hot spring water that much more amazing once you climbed in.

The steam/fog combination slowly crawling across the trail was purely magical. You had to attempt to get a photo. After a few shots that would have made Ansel Adams proud, you continued off the trail towards the springs.

It was freeing, you thought, to get naked in the middle of nowhere by yourself. It was also freezing. You tucked your hair into a ponytail and fought to pull it through the hole in the top of your beanie. Other than your beanie, you were as naked as the day you were born. You knew you were the only person here, but it was exhilarating.

The steam surrounded you, giving the hot spring an ethereal feeling. You sunk into the steamy water and felt around below the surface with your hand for a comfortable place to sit. You positioned yourself along the wall, in a spot that allowed you to be submerged to the tops of your shoulders. You exhaled deeply as your body relaxed. It was serene.

You had lost track of the time, but you didn’t care. This was the most relaxed you’d probably ever been in your entire life.

“Is it as amazing as you’re making it look?” The deep voice out of nowhere completely startled you as it shattered the calm.

Your hands sprung to your chest, attempting to cover yourself as you sat forward staring up at the large figure blocking out the sun.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you. I guess I should have announced my presence a little better.”

“It’s fine. I just wasn’t expecting anyone else to be here.”

“Ranger says we’re the only two people in the park.”

Normally if a large man was telling you this while you were alone in the middle of nowhere, you would have been completely terrified, but something about this guy just made you feel safe.

“Do you mind if I join you?” He was polite... courteous. Something about him made you happy you weren’t alone anymore.

“Sure. Of course. The water is amazing.” You settled back into your spot.

“Uhhhh... weird question... you can totally say no.... but.... uhhh... do you care if I just wear my birthday suit?” He kind of laughed as he said it, realizing how awkward it was that he was asking a total stranger in the middle of nowhere if he could get naked with them.

“Go for it. I am. I won’t even peek.” You smiled as you leaned your head back closing your eyes.

You lied of course, but pretended not to watch as you saw this giant man getting undressed. He came closer to the edge of the spring, covering himself with both of his massive hands.

“Ohhhh wow.... this feels amazing.” He remarked as he sank into the water.

“It really is....” you stretched your back a little, allowing the tops of your breasts to break the surface, feeling slightly aroused at the thought of being naked in the middle of nowhere with a man you were guessing was attractive. At least from what you had been able to see of his body, he was.

Pretending not to care, you stretched your neck and exhaled deeply.

“I’m Pablo. By the way. Figured you should know my name since you’re the first female in ages that I’ve been naked with....”

“I’m y/n. Nice to meet you Pablo.” You were unfazed and kept your eyes closed. After repeating the name Pablo multiple times, you asked, “Like Neruda or Picasso.”

You guessed that his parents were into creative types.

“Neruda. No one ever gets that...” he seemed genuinely surprised.

You raised your eyebrows in response with a smirk.

“Ok... given our current situation... this is going to sound creepy. But I don’t mean for it to.”

Unmoved, you replied. “Ok. Shoot.”

“Are you really out here all by yourself? You’re gorgeous... and naked... that doesn’t seem safe to me.”

He thought you were gorgeous? Now you had to get a better look at him.

You lifted your head and opened your eyes, seeing his face for the first time.

“Oh shit.”

“What?!” He looked around behind him in a startled panic.

“You’re Pablo Schreiber.”

He laughed slightly, “Guilty.”

“Sorry. I didn’t...”

“It’s ok. I’m just flattered you even know who I am.”

You tried to play it cool. You didn’t want to come off as a fan girl, but you, and every inch of your body, was very aware of who he was, how insanely attractive he was and how naked.

You leaned your head back against the wall closing your eyes, you thought this move to be the epitome of playing it cool and unaffected.

“Den of Thieves and 13 Hours are two of my favorite movies.”

“That really says a lot about you....Makes a little more sense why a drop dead gorgeous woman would be out here naked and alone... should I be afraid?” He laughed.

You were amused, “What do you mean?”

“Well those are badass action movies.... we’re out here in the middle of nowhere and it’s not an easy 2.5 mile hike to get here. I’m guessing you’re kind of a badass.”

“I don’t know if I’d say that. But I’m definitely not your average woman.”

He paused... “Well I already knew that... look at you.”

You lifted your head and locked eyes with him, a small mischievous smirk spread on both of your faces.

You took the opportunity to calculate the risk on what you were about to do. Compiling a quick mental checklist.

You were both naked and in the middle of nowhere.

He thinks you’re attractive, and you’re obviously attracted to him.

He mentioned it’s been a long time since he’s been naked with a woman.

Fuck it.

You stood up, the water cascaded down your body, the water level now at your naval. You took a step forward. You kept your eyes locked on him as his eyes wandered around your exposed body. As he brought his gaze back to yours, you bit your lip.

That was all the signal he needed. He launched up, and in one swift movement was towering over you, he wrapped his warm massive hands around your face, passionately kissing you.

Never stopping the kiss he pulled you down into the water, in an effort to keep the both of you warm. He released your face, sliding his hands down your body, wrapping your legs around his waist.

You wrapped your arms around his neck as he clutched onto your waist. Making out with him was incredible. You’d be lying if you said you had never fantasized about it before... but this blew any fantasy you had out of the proverbial water.

You lost yourself in his kiss. His strong lips were mesmerizing, he used the perfect amount of tongue. His hand had gravitated to your ass, his massive hand palmed it, grasping it with a firm grip.

Your curiosity finally got the better of you, you loosened your legs around him, ran your hand down his chest, and found his erection below the water. He moaned into your mouth as you stroked it. His hand took advantage of the small gap between your wet bodies, immediately massaging your breast.

You threw your head back with a gasp. Taking full advantage he kissed your neck sucking and nibbling drawing out more moans from deep inside of you.

You leaned forward locking eyes with him as you positioned his erection at your opening. With the slightest shift of your hips, he entered you. Both of your eyes rolling back in your heads.

He groaned, “Ohhhh fuck you feel amazing....”

You wrapped your arms around his neck for leverage as you started working your way further down his shaft. His hands gripped your ass, lifting and pulling you faster and faster, never losing eye contact for more than a moment.

You leaned in, and kissed him, and as you did your first climax hit. He hugged your body tight against his, groaning as your body tightened around him with orgasm.

He continued, lifting and lowering you onto his thick manhood. You looped your feet inside his thighs, increasing your speed and force, as you climbed towards your second orgasm. He held onto your waist as you bounced on his dick, leaning forward so he could rub his face between your breasts.

As soon as his lips took your nipple into his mouth your second orgasm rushed through your body. You slowed your pace as he picked you up, placing you on the rock ledge of the pool. It was freezing but you didn’t care. It only added to the intensity.

He began thrusting into you, as you put your hands on the rocks behind you, propping yourself up.

“God you’re beautiful...” he said as he shook his head in disbelief.

You threw your head back, unable to suppress your screams of sheer pleasure. You had never been fucked this well by anyone, and out of all the men on the planet, Pablo Schreiber was the one plowing into you.

You felt another climax building as Pablo increased his speed, you knew he was close. Laying down against the rocks, you clutched your breasts in your hands, and that was exactly what sent him over the edge. Knowing he was getting off, buried deep inside of you, forced your orgasm, and the two of you came together.

Still inside of you he pulled you against his chest, plunging both of you back into the hot water. Your ams and legs were wrapped around him.

He kissed your shoulder, “That was the most amazing thing to ever happen to me. I’ve never.... I don’t... holy god that was incredible. You’re incredible.”

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[j-elaine-hyde]

The Townie

Part Four

Chris Evans / Reader / Henry Cavill

(Smut warning! 18+)

This writing is my own original work, it is not posted or to be posted on any other platform. K Thanx Bye. ENJOY!

You walked into the living room with Chris to find Marki and Henry sitting on the floor at the coffee table. A fire was roaring in the fireplace behind them. A bottle of vodka sat on the table next to the board game ‘Sorry’ already set up.

“Let’s go! We’ve figured out how to turn Sorry into a drinking game. Let’s do this.” Henry was pouring drinks as the two of you sat side by side on the sofa.

“This is either the best or worst idea you’ve ever had.” Chris looked at him and shook his head.

“Green, for the beautiful Y/n. Red for my girl.... Blue because just look at him... those eyes... and I’ll take yellow bc I’m about to get piss drunk.” Henry smiled and nodded as he handed you a drink.

“Y’all are going down....” you laughed.

-

By the end of the night the board game pieces were scattered all over the table, the bottle of vodka was all but empty and the four of you were properly drunk.

Marki and Henry were dancing by the fire, singing along loudly, drunkenly attempting to serenade you and Chris to the spice girls ‘Two become one’. Chris was leaning back against the sofa. He rolled his head to look at you and just stared.

“How are you so unbelievably gorgeous?” His sentiment was sweet, but his words were ever so slightly slurred.

You smiled at him and crawled closer to him, snuggling up against him.

“Baby... lets go to bed...” he plopped his hand on your thigh and smiled.

“Looks like our love songs are working doll....” Henry grabbed Marki and kissed her.

“That’s our cue to go.” You started to get up, but Chris pulled you back down onto his lap.

“Baby... you have to help me up.”

“Chris I can’t help you up if you won’t let me get up.” You pushed off of the sofa and stood up, taking his hands in yours. You pulled his arms forward, as he stumbled to his feet.

“Goodnight guys... see you in the morning.” You shot Marki a questioning look, silently asking if she was ok with staying and being left alone with Henry.

She nodded and smiled as she leaned against him, wrapping her arms around his waist. “Goodnight!”

Chris waved over his head as he stomped out of the living room, down the hall to his bedroom. He paused when he realized you weren’t behind him. You were still saying goodnight to Marki and Henry when all of a sudden Chris was throwing you over his shoulder.

“Sorry guys. I need to take her to bed now.” Yelled Chris as he walked down the hall.

He walked into his bedroom and tossed you onto the bed. He held up one finger, telling you to wait as he jogged over to the bedroom doors, locking them behind him.

He started walking towards you, pulling his shirt off as he did, dropping it to the floor. He stood at the side of the bed, looking at you with a smirk on his face.

“How ya feelin babe?”

“Good...” you replied as you sat up on the bed, crawling to the edge, sitting on your knees in front of him. “Surprisingly not as drunk as I should be....”

“I’m a better actor then I let on... I started switching out our drinks for just juice about an hour ago.”

“Ohhhh you smart smart man... I’m so glad you did that.”

“You’re welcome babe. I didn’t want to finally get some alone time with you and have us too drunk to enjoy it or remember it.” He brushed your hair back away from your face, leaned down and kissed you.

You ran your hands down his chiseled abs, gently tugging on the waistband of his sweats. The kiss deepened as he held your face in his hands.

He pulled back, “Are you sure you don’t want to wait?”

You shook your head ‘no’ as you pulled down his sweats, dropping them to the floor. You bit your lip trying not to smile as you stared at his naked body.

“My turn....” he said softly as he kissed you, fumbling with the knot you had tied. “You’re killing me smalls....” he laughed as you reached back undoing it.

“Thank you.” He lifted your shirt over your head, tossing it to the side. He trailed his finger tips down your arms, continuing to kiss you. Gently bringing his fingers back up your arms he slid his hands behind you, undoing your bra. He stepped back, looking at you with a hungry smile on his face, he curled his finger, silently asking you to stand up.

You crawled off the bed and stood in front of him. Your eyes locked on his, as he reached out, pulling you closer to him, his hands on your waist. His fingers hooked into your sweats, and your panties, dropping them around your ankles. You stepped out of them, slowly scooting them out of the way, never losing eye contact with Chris.

His hands flew to your face as his lips collided with yours. He walked you backwards towards the bed, before kissing down your neck. He kissed his way down your body, brushing his palms over your breasts as lowered to his knees, kissing down your stomach before pushing you back onto the bed.

He ran his strong hands down your thighs, splaying open your legs, before burying his face between your thighs. His arm outstretched, his fingertips danced around your chest, groping, tweaking, and playing with your breasts as his tongue drove you closer and closer to orgasm.

He gripped your inner thigh hard before trailing his finger over your clit. The sudden change in pressure rocked your body. He gently slid his finger inside of you as his tongue continued, almost instantaneously you came. Your hands flew to the top of his head as he continued. You had been stifling your moans to the best of your ability, but as he continued to tease your body, demanding another orgasm, you couldn’t contain them any longer.

He brought on another orgasm like his life depended on it. As you wriggled and writhed on the bed, deep in your second orgasm, he stood up, slowly running his hand up and down his shaft watching you.

“Baby... scoot onto the bed more.”

You were trying to catch your breath as you moved further onto the bed. He crawled over you. Your hands flew to his chest, moving down his abs, tracing the V of his hips, down to his rock hard erection.

You could taste your sweetness on his lips and tongue as he kissed you. He nibbled on your neck as you reached down, tugging gently on his balls.

He rolled one of your nipples between his fingers as he sucked on your neck. Moving his face next to yours he whispered, “Are you ready baby?”

You shook your head yes as you found your words, you started to say it as he slid into you, making your ‘Yes’ become ‘YES!’

“Oh Gah-“ you moaned as he began grinding his hips, inching into you further and further with each thrust.

Your fingers gripped his muscular back, every nerve ending in your body was standing at attention. Another wave of orgasm was building as he continued.

You had lost count of how many orgasms Chris had brought you by the time he finally came. The sheets were torn off the bed, the mattress askew. You had bent and contorted in ways you didn’t know were possible. And finally the two of you collapsed onto the bed, sweaty and breathless.

“That was.... you were.... are.... incredible.” Chris panted.

“Ditto.” You exhaled as you rolled onto your stomach.

Your eyes were heavy as your breathing slowed, Chris was running his fingers along the curves of your back, hypnotically lulling you to sleep.

“You’re amazing and I can’t believe I found you.” He whispered as you fell asleep.

-

You woke up wrapped in Chris’s arms. He was snoring quietly, a sheet barely draped over you, rain pelting the window. A soft rumble of thunder filled the room. You laid peacefully in the quiet, well rested and completely happy.

You were almost asleep when you heard a quick yelp followed by laughter from somewhere else in the house.

Intermittently between crashes of thunder you could hear your friend’s moans steadily growing louder. Pans colliding alluded to their location and you guessed they had gotten distracted while trying to make food.

A loud, breathy “OH! HENRY!” stirred Chris. You pretended to be asleep, but were surprised at how turned on you were hearing them. You weren’t the only one.

You felt Chris grow hard against your ass as his hands moved around your body. Gently gripping your breast, his other hand slid between your legs. Finding you already wet, Chris moved back, pulling your leg back and over his. He positioned himself at your opening, slowly working his way inside you.

You gave a soft moan as he entered you. He began kissing the sweet spot at the base of your neck as his hand resting on your stomach, held you firmly in place.

Chris made a low grunt as his entire length entered you. “Good morning baby” he whispered as he continued moving his hips.

In one swift movement he flung your leg over and picked you up resting you on all fours, never pulling out. He smacked your ass hard as he gripped it, rapidly picking up the pace.

“Oh fuck!” You exclaimed loudly as he hit the perfect spot, pounding into you from behind.

“God baby... you feel so good.” He slowed for a minute, savoring the feeling of your body gripping him tightly. “Cum for me!” He thrust hard and deep, not giving you a choice.

You were practically screaming as he used every bit of his energy to properly fuck you. Your jumbled incoherent moans would get higher and higher pitched as every orgasm grew before crashing through you.

“Baby I’m gonna-“ he managed to say before a guttural grunt signaled his release. He stayed buried deep inside of you, his body twitching and tense, before both of you moaned in unison as he pulled out.

Both of you collapsed onto the bed side by side.

“Fine.... you win.” Henry grumbled from outside the door.

The two of you laughed and blushed realizing your audience had heard the finale up close.

“Come here baby... lets get some more sleep.” He kissed you before draping his arm around you.

To be continued...

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The Townie - Part 6 Cont.

Chris Evans / Reader

(Be sure to catch the beginning of Part 6 in a separate post!)

You jumped up off of the sofa. Panic coursing through you as you realized someone was at your door and you looked crazy and completely unpresentable.

You suspiciously walked to the door, peering through the peephole, praying it was Marki.

No such luck.

There he stood, a hopeful excited smile on his face, roses in hand. Again you felt the pang of panic.

He shifted the roses to the crook of his elbow and knocked twice. Rocking on his heels as he waited. Leaving the chain on, you slowly opened the door, standing behind it so he didn’t see you looking like a hot mess.

“Hey Chris! What are you doing here?” You tried to sound as sweet as possible.

“Hi. ...Can I come in? I wanted to surprise you.” He sounded unsure, internally questioning why you weren’t opening the door and welcoming him in.

“That’s so sweet! Could you give me like five minutes?”

“Uhhh... sure. No problem. I guess I’ll just wait here.”

“Great! Thanks!” You closed the door and bolted to your bedroom. Forget making the bed or picking up your apartment. You needed bare minimum presentable. You turned on the shower as you plucked the foam from between your toes, realizing you had only painted one foot. You stripped down and hopped into the shower, washing your face and ripping the shower cap from your head. Racing through a quick shower you hopped out and dried off as you made your way to your closet. Attempting to play it casual you threw on a pair of leggings, almost falling over while putting them on. Stumbling out of you closet you grabbed a tank top, scrambling to get it on as you made your way towards the door.

Pulling the chain off the door, you opened it to find him sitting against the wall in the hallway looking bored. A megawatt smile crossed his face as he looked at you.

“Sorry about that....” you smiled apologetically, shrugging your shoulders.

“Had to get rid of your other boyfriend, huh?” He winked at you as he walked into your apartment, giving you a quick kiss on the cheek as he passed you.

“We’ll go with that.” You hollered over your shoulder as you closed and locked the door. Your face immediately turned ten shades of red when you spun around to see his face filling your tv screen, and him standing in front of it, pointing back at it with a slight blushing smile of his own.

“Looks like you have shit taste in movies...” he laughed.

You were still kicking around that he had said “other boyfriend” as you laughed at his self deprecating remark. You rushed to grab the remote and turn off the tv as you simultaneously shoved beauty care products off of the table, dropping them into what was normally just a decorative basket, kicking it back under the coffee table.

“I didn’t mean to interrupt anything. Were you busy? I just wanted to bring you a little something.” He held up a take out bag and the roses.

“I was just in the middle of my Sunday night beauty routine. Nothing major. I’m glad you’re here...”

He set the roses and takeout down on the dining room table and slowly walked towards you, wrapping his hands around your waist, playfully pulling you against him.

“I’m not gonna lie... I missed you. I hope that’s ok.” His blue eyes sparkled, making your heart race faster.

“I’m really glad you’re here. You didn’t have to bring me anything... but thank you. The roses are beautiful.”

“Have you eaten yet? I brought Chinese food.”

You slid your hands up his arms, wrapping them around his neck, locking eyes with him before leaning your face up for a kiss. “Nope. I’m starving.”

“Then I’m glad I came to your rescue.” He kissed you and winked, as he pulled you towards the dining room table. “Wanna watch a movie while we eat?”

“Sure! You pick out a movie and I’ll grab some plates. Plus I need to put these roses in some water. They’re absolutely gorgeous.... thank you. You’re so sweet.”

He plopped down onto the sofa, picking up the remote. You stood there for a moment, roses in hand, staring at the gorgeous man in your living room. It was so...comfortable. Normal. Like he wasn’t Captain America. He craned his neck looking back at you as you pretended to be busy. He had almost caught you staring.

The two of you had gorged yourselves on the Chinese food and were now comfortably snuggling on the sofa. Reruns of Friends played on the tv as the two of you made a concerted effort to behave. You were shifting in your seat, restless, fidgeting with the pillows.

“Why don’t you stretch your legs out? Might make you more comfortable....” he smiled sweetly, apparently not the least bit annoyed at your endless movement.

You scooted away towards the corner of the sofa, stretching out your legs, quickly tucking your unpainted toes into the sofa cushions as he crawled over the top of you, bracing himself, hovering over you. His sexy smirk quickening your pulse as he leaned down and gave you a kiss. He lowered himself, gently nuzzling his face across your chest. Burrowing his face between your breasts, giving you a mischievous glance upon finding you not wearing a bra. You looked down at him with a smile as he nuzzled his way down your stomach.

“I’ll be right back.” He winked. You had a confused look on your face before erupting in laughter as he pulled your shirt over his head continuing his caressing exploration of your chest.

Your laughter immediately gave way to quiet moans and heavy breathing as his nose and lips traced over your skin. Your nipples instantly erect as his soft, warm lips brushed over them, sending a shiver through your entire body. That warm pulsing feeling growing between your legs as his tongue teased your sensitive skin.

As he lowered his hips, making himself more comfortable, you felt his excitement on your leg. You gripped onto his shoulder, lifting yourself just enough to remove your tank top, dropping it to the floor next to you. He shifted his weight, laying next to you, freeing his hand. Scooting further up the sofa, he pulled you towards him. Face to face, his need for you was undeniable. You leaned forward, ravenously kissing him before your hand found its way to his erection.

A guttural moan escaped his lips, filling your mouth, as you skillfully worked him with your hand. Never one to take more than he gives, his hand slid between your legs.

Your surprised gasp put a smile on his face, “It’s only fair baby... you get to play with me, I get to play with you.”

His fingers traced up your hip, before tucking into the waistband of your leggings, moving south to find you excited and wet.

You arched your back as his finger slipped inside of you, effortlessly finding your g-spot, massaging it as his thumb worked on your clit. “OH! Chris!” You exclaimed as your body jolted.

His quest for your orgasm consumed you as you tried to continue, distractedly stroking him with your hand. He felt your body rock and clench, a pleased smile on his face as he planted kisses on you.

“I want you.” he whispered in your ear. His breath on your neck made your entire body tingle.

You amped up the kisses, intensifying the passion as you tugged at his shirt, revealing his toned torso. Half standing you shimmied off your leggings as he clammored to get his pants undone and to the floor. Straddling his lap, you lowered yourself onto him, both of you exclaiming panted sighs and moans. His hands on your hips pushed and pulled as if helping your ride him. You stared down at his face, even more gorgeous than usual, you felt completely connected to him. It was at this moment you realized you were done for.

You were had. He owned you, mind, body, and soul.

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The Townie

Part Five

Chris Evans / Reader / Henry Cavill

(Smut warning / 18+)

A deafening crash of thunder woke you up as it shook the house. Your adrenalin spiked and your heart started racing, but within seconds of fully waking up and taking in your surroundings you calmed down.

Chris was sprawled out next to you on the bed, completely naked. You smiled as you looked over his perfect body. You stared, biting your lip, at this sleeping God who had literally rocked your world.

You climbed off the bed, stood up, and stretched.

“That’s a sight I could get used to waking up to...” his sleepy gravely voice accompanied a smile, and you could hear it.

You looked over at him as he stretched in bed, “Ditto.”

You were bent over picking up clothes to throw on when he came up behind you. You stood up straight with a grin as he hugged you from behind, kissing your shoulder.

“Good morning part two, gorgeous.” He smacked you on the ass and retreated to the bathroom.

You stood there, and watched his perfect naked butt as he went, before throwing on one of his shirts and a pair of boxers. You were trying to tie your hair in a knot as he walked out of the bathroom.

“How? How are you always this fucking beautiful? We got drunk, and had two wild rounds of mind blowing sex, and still you’re as gorgeous as ever....”

You smiled at him before walking passed him to use the restroom.

“Baby lets get some food... are you hungry? Do you want coffee? I need... something.”

You flushed and washed your hands. Chris came in behind you, only wearing sweats, and wrapped his arms around you. He stared in the mirror at the reflection of the two of you.

“Let’s stay like this forever, ok? Just you and me.... happy and smiling.”

You spun around in his arms to face him. “Deal.” You gave him a quick peck. “Let’s go get some coffee.”

“What my baby wants, my baby gets!” He winked at you as he opened the bedroom doors.

You followed him down the hall and into the living room. Marki and Henry were asleep on the floor in front of the fireplace, wrapped up in the giant comforter from the guest bedroom, both obviously naked.

You and Chris shot each other a look before continuing quietly into the kitchen. Chris patted the island counter, “sit babe” and spun around to make you some coffee. You hopped up and sat on the counter, watching him.

“Cream and sugar?” He asked.

“Yes please.”

“My mom comes over and has all these fancy creamers. I’ve got caramel macchiato, sugar cookie, hazelnut...” he was rooting around in the fridge for more.

“Caramel macchiato is great. Thanks.”

“You got it babe...” he brought it over and placed it next to you on the counter.

He placed the steaming coffee mug next to you, handing you a little basket of sweetners and a spoon. He made his cup as you doctored yours. He turned around and stood against the counter between your legs, wrapping them around his waist, as he set down your cup of coffee. He pouted his lips, silently asking for a kiss.

You gave him a quick peck before the coffee machine whirring and spitting alerted that his mug was full, interrupting your kiss.

You hopped off the counter and put the creamer back in the fridge. Chris picked up your mug and carried it passed you, down a few steps into a small space lined with floor to ceiling windows on three sides. A comfy looking love seat sat facing the window. He gingerly placed the mugs on the table and collapsed into the corner, patting the cushion next to him.

“Come snuggle up babe... I think I even have a blanket.” He reached down next to him and produced a big fluffy fleece blanket. He covered the two of you as you settled in, grabbing your mugs.

“I love this view...” you hummed as you took a sip.

“I love having you here.” He planted a soft kiss on your shoulder.

“Look at the two of you... all cozied up with your coffee watching the rain...” Henry walked over in nothing but boxers.

“Hey....” you blushed as you secretly admired his body before turning and smiling at Chris.

“Christopher.... congrats on winning this mornings round. Frankly I’m amazed you had it in you after last night....”

“Hey guys!” Marki blushed as she joined the three of you.

“Hey girl!” You smiled and offered your mug to her.

She sat on the edge of the love seat and took your offer, taking a long sip of your coffee before handing it back.

“We should order some food. I know you guys have to be hungry... I’m starving.” Henry looked around the kitchen for his phone. “Hey doll... do you know where my phone is?”

Marki was back in the kitchen making a cup of coffee, “I think it’s in the living room on the coffee table.”

-

The four of you sat around the massive formal dining room table eating a smorgasbord of delivered fast food.

Each and every one of you looked like a wreck. All hungover with bed head, the four of you in mix matched outfits of boxers and tee shirts.

-

You desperately needed a shower. You were full from what was essentially lunch, and physically exhausted. Chris had tried to talk you into taking a nap with him, but you had to shower.

You were shampooing your hair when two big strong hands cupped your breasts from behind. A smile crossed your face, “I thought you were taking a nap...”

“He is...”

“Oh what the fuck!” You yelled and jumped across the shower almost slipping and falling, shampoo covering your face and essentially temporarily blinding you.

“Baby it’s just me... I was just messing with you.... oh my god baby I’m sorry. I thought you’d think that was funny... I’m so sorry. Are you ok?” Chris pulled you up into his arms, rinsing the shampoo from your face. “There... all better. I’m really sorry babe. I guess I don’t need to worry about what you’d do if Henry hit on you....”

You gave him a glare, letting him know you were beyond annoyed. “Not funny Chris.”

“Ehhh.... it was a little funny.... how are your eyes? We get all the soap out?”

You rinsed your face again, gently rubbing your eyes to make sure all remnants of soap were gone.

“They sting a little, but it’s fine.” You stepped away from him, positioning your face under the water.

“Hey baby... come here...” he reached out grabbing your wrist, pulling you against him. “I’m sorry. I promise I won’t do that again. Ok?” He tilted his head down, pouting his lips, giving you giant puppy dog eyes....

“Well that’s just not even fair....” you smiled as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Oh trust me, I know...”

He began kissing you, walking you back against the wall of the shower, the cold tile wall a stark contrast to the steamy water. He deftly slid his fingers between your legs. You moaned into his mouth in response as his magic fingers worked on you. Your eyes, once shut, were now rolling back in your head.

You reached down, once again tracing that magnificent V, gripping onto his erection, working it in circular motions with your hand. His abs clenched in reaction. You pulled his hand from between your legs, and lowered to your knees in front of him. Looking up at him, he smiled and placed his hand on the back of your head as you took him into your mouth.

“Ohhhh fuck....” he grunted loudly as your mouth and hand worked in tandem to bring him closer to climax.

You used your free hand to gently tug on his balls, making him exclaim, “Oh god baby.... holy shit....” at the sensation.

It wasn’t long before he moaned, “oh god baby I’m close!” You continued, moving your hands and mouth faster, ensuring he’d climax. Your mouth and hand continued working, rapidly picking up the pace as your other hand clutched onto his hip, holding him in place.

You felt his warm liquid sliding down your throat as his body twitched and tensed. A symphony of Chris’ grunts and moans were echoing in the cavernous shower.

He still couldn’t formulate words as you stood up, wiping the corners of your lips. His chest was heaving, he was panting as he stared at you, his mind, blown.

He took a step towards the wall, leaning his arm and head against it. “Marry me...” he stammered. “Just marry me.”

You laughed and shook your head as you stepped out of the shower, wrapping your hair in a towel.

“Baby! Come back!” He hollered, still leaning against the wall.

To be continued...

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Desert Heat - Intro

Pablo Schreiber / Reader

You didn’t know if you went to find yourself, or the meaning or life... or if you really just needed to get away. But you were bound and determined to get some peace and quiet. A break from everything and everyone. Solo trip. No social media. Just you and nature.

The desert held something magical for you, you were sure of it. You had decided on a two week long trip to Utah. You had borrowed your brother’s excursion, it was giant enough to be your transporatation and shelter. You figured it’d be the best option for you on a trek into the desert by yourself. Safety first.

Saying you were off the beaten path was an understatement. But your chosen route ensured that you’d be the only one out there. Was it slightly dangerous? Sure. But that was all part of the allure.

...more coming soon!

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