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Went on a break and came back to this over 1000 notes- damn you guys are so good to me. Thank you for everyone who read this piece

More than Nudes

Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Smut, Cursing

Plot: You finally cave and send Chris some nudes when he's on set for a film.

“Take a break everyone” yelled the director. Everyone scattered around the set, pulling their phones out of their pockets.

His phone buzzed a few times and when he saw your name pop up on the screen he moved to a more discreet part of set and he was glad he did. When he clicked open your message a photo appeared

“Jesus” he gasped clutching his phone to his chest and glancing around to make sure no one was near

He’d tried for a long time to get you to send nudes to him, but you always refused, self-conscious about your body and having something so intimate permanently on his phone never sat well with you.

This time it was different, this was the longest the both of you were without each other. It had already been 4 months and usually by the 3- month mark, Chris would come and visit you or you would go see him. You would then have to suffer the next few months without each other and make do with the frequent phone sex calls.

The photo didn’t leave much the imagination, the photo was taken from an angle all too exposing. You sat perched on the bed with your back arched forwards as you had your shirt lifted so he had perfect view of your breasts.

The hem of the shirt was held between your teeth as you teasingly cocked your brow at the camera. You rested your hand on your thigh as it was inches away from your crotch, your other hand cupping the curve of your breasts.

He stood there; eyes glued to the screen trying his best to process what you had just sent.

“Holy shit” he groaned stroking his beard, his breathing quickened the longer he looked at it. A million thoughts went through his mind and he felt all the blood rush to his cock as he became almost instantly aroused.

“Chris- Chris” he heard beside him

“Uh sorry” he shook his head trying to appear as normal as he could. He was due back on set again and didn’t have enough time to respond to you leaving no response.

You had gone through what felt like a thousand photos trying to get the perfect one to send him. You had moments of panic where you asked yourself if he’d even wanted something like that and then your mind flashed back to all the times he asked, and you felt bad for denying him.

You took a few deep breaths motivating yourself enough to send them to him after you picked your favourite one. It was a revealing position but one he liked so much, you knew he was on set around now but probably wouldn’t use his phone till he finished.

Your finger hovered over the send button wondering if it was the right thing to do, or if the picture was good enough. You went to glance at the photo again, second guessing yourself, but it was sent. Poof, into the cyberspace it went and there was nothing you could do to get it back.

“Shit,shit” you yelled into the phone as if it would stop it from sending. You watched the photo get sent right to him and the little delivered sign appear next to it, you sat there, your eyes wide staring at the screen.

“What have I just done”

You threw your phone across the room in a panic dropping your head to the bed. After a few minutes you crawled across the floor to pick your phone up checking to see if he’d opened it. You saw he’d seen the message and had seen it for some time now but hadn’t messaged you back anything.

What if he doesn’t like?

You were getting really nervous and worried, frantically pacing up and down the room. You tried your best to talk yourself out of it, telling yourself that maybe he didn’t have the time to reply or maybe he barely even looked at the picture.

You pulled open the message again looking at the photo. You had looked at it for so long that you felt like you needed to see it with fresh eyes. You simply closed your eyes for a few seconds, turning your phone in your hand before you were ready to look at it again.

It didn’t help, you were second guessing yourself and it was getting exhausting knowing that you didn’t even trust what you sent to your own boyfriend to go down well. You had calmed yourself down after a while enough to leave your phone on the other side of the room, telling yourself you wouldn’t need to look at it anymore. It was sent now, no amount of panicking was going to change that.

He was finally off set after having to redo the same scene over and over again. His mind was elsewhere stuck and you and stuck not that photo. He couldn’t get it out of his head. He glanced down at his phone as he approached his hotel door noticing how late it was. He decided as much as he wanted to call you, you were probably as sleep and he didn’t want to wake you.

He slumped on the bed shedding his clothes and propped himself up on the pillows mindlessly flicking through his phone. He went back to your message analysing every detail, picturing what he would be doing if he saw you take that photo.

He wanted you now more than ever before and the photo wasn’t cutting it, he was too aroused. He rubbed his hands over his clothed crotch feeling the bulge grow harder the more he thought of you. He thought about the last time he fucked you, the way he felt inside of you, his hands gliding over your skin softly.

“Fuck” he was hard, his cock needed to be freed and he desperately undid his belt letting it spring free from that little slit in his boxers. He gripped his cock tight, starting with slow strokes first. He gripped his phone in the other hands staring at the photo of you before deciding to take one of himself and send it back to you.

MESSAGE: You see, this is what you do to me

He typed the message out quickly sending it with the photo hoping you’d do the same by the time you woke up and looked at your phone. He then resumed what he was doing, wrapping his hand around his cock again he started slow, wanting to take his time. He closed his eyes pressing his head firmly to the pillow beneath him and picturing you. It was always you.

He thought of what it would feel like the to trial kisses down your neck, feeling your body beneath him. To be running your hands along your body, grabbing, squeezing parts of you, teasing you before he gave you what you needed.

His strokes sped up as he started breathing heavily. When he replaced the image of his hand with your mouth he lost all control. He increased the speed like he had his fingers tangled in your hair as your head bopped up and down taking him all in.

His breathing staggered and he was now panting as he came close. He desperately grabbed his phone again staring at your breasts picturing his mouth on them.

“Yes Y/N” he half whispered, a strangled groan barely escaping his lips. He was now pumping away his eyes closed again and nearing the edge. He dropped his head to the pillow once more, his mouth open as his breathing paused.

The rush of pleasure came bursting out of him and he groaned loudly into the air as he came, his body shook as his eyes rolled in the back of his head before his body relaxed completely.

The next day you woke up at 7 am early, you had a few things you had planned to do and neglected to check your phone for at least a few hours. You told yourself you’d get distracted if you did check and after last night you could afford those kinds of distractions.

After a few hours of productivity your phone chimed and you walked to pick it up, the lock screen showed messages from Chris last night you hadn’t looked at yet. Worried they might be urgent you opened them quickly, your jaw dropped open as you grinned widely.

“He sent a dick pic” you said loudly, you slammed your hand to your mouth giddy reading his other message from last night and then a new one he sent this morning before he left.

Message: Naughty girl, teasing me like that.

You squealed jumping up and down butterflies taking over your stomach. You felt relaxed knowing you had nothing to fear of panic, the photos had actually gone down well.

You examined the picture he had sent you back, his throbbing cock in his hand. Your eyes widened immediately as you thought of what he was doing when he took that picture.

“No, he didn’t” you bit down on your bottom lip aroused by the possibility that he was playing with himself whilst thinking of you.

The phone rang in your hand making your jump, it was him.

“Good morning” you tried your best to sound sultry on the phone

“Morning baby, how have you been?” You noticed the teasing in his voice

“Good, you?”

“Great, really great” you heard him inhale deeply “I hope you haven’t been too bored on your own”

“No, I’ve been keeping myself busy”

“I’m sure you have. Well I just wanted to call to let you know I’ll be coming home soon”

“Mhm really, it’ll nice to finally see you and…touch you”

“Yeah” he moaned softly into the phone “I’d like that too; honey I have to go. I’ll see you soon ok”

With that he hung up, the phone call was short, but you also knew that neither one of you needed to talk to understand what had happened between you both when you exchanged photos. You concluded that he had spent some time thinking of you in his bed and that made you feel more aroused than just the phone call and the sound of his low voice.

All you needed and desperately wanted to know was when he would be home. He didn’t specify but you knew that sometimes if the film wrapped up a little earlier than they expected that he would be home soon.

For the next few days you were on edge, it had been so long since you’d seen each other and even the phone sex and the face time went away after some time. It all felt too repetitive and you were constantly reminded of how much you wanted to touch him you knew he felt the same. You sat on the couch after showering wearing just your robe, you wanted to get some light reading in before you fell asleep.

You heard keys turn in the lock and the door knob twist and you rose quickly gripping the edges of the robe as you made your way to the front door.

You watched the figure turn the keys in the lock and enter and quickly you took a sigh of relief realising it was Chris.

“Hi” you ran to him wrapping your arms around his neck causing him to drop his bags in the hallway.

“Hi” he whispered in your ear holding you tightly against him.

“God I’ve missed you so much you know that” he pulled away. He rubbed his thumb against your cheek looking at you as if he hadn’t seen you in years and forgot what you looked like. Taking in every one of your features like he was savouring it for the next inevitable time he would have to leave you alone again.

“I missed you too” you reached up to kiss his lips gently and when you pulled back to look at him as he did with you the look in his eyes had changed. He was no longer looking at you to savour you as a memory that would never change but instead like an something he was ready to devour.

He gently cupped the back of your skull pulling you to him again his thumb running along your jaw as you kissed. Both your lips parted and he snaked his tongue to yours, you did the same sliding past each other wise ease.

He tugged at your rob till it was loosely wrapped over you, covering nothing and then reaching up to take a handful of your hair in his hand. You hummed into the kiss feeling how strong he was as he held you, his other arm snaked around your waist holding the small of your back.

Just as you start getting into the kiss looking to deepen it he pulls away slightly to bite down on your lower lip. You yelp wincing with pain and then feeling flooded with pleasure immediately after.

“Is that what you do when I’m not around?” He bent down to trail kisses down your neck as you craned your head back.

“I - Uh - get lonely” you muttered

“Mhm” he flashed you a look you couldn’t quite read and before you tried to he scoped you up making his way to the bedroom

You wrapped your arms around his neck feeling his toned body beneath you and you watched how his need and want for you never wavered. He tossed you on the bed roughly, he had no intention of being soft with you tonight.

As you landed on your bed your robe had practically come undone and you lay then bare and vulnerable. He removed his clothing discarding them on the floor. Without hesitation he bent down scoping you up from the edge of the bed and placing you in the middle, giving him more space to move around freely.

He went straight for your neck, knowing what it did to you, he sucked and nibbled just under your ear lobe before skimming his hands down to your nipples and taking his time with you there. He did everything he pictured doing to you for months, he watched your pant breathlessly and he licked, flicked and sucked on your nipples grabbing parts of your body he knew turned you on. You felt his cock press against you and you reached down gently stroking him making him stop and causing his breath to hitch as he gasped.

“Y/N please” you smiled as he moaned, it was music to your ears you loved that the lightest touch was enough to drive him crazy. He dropped to the side of the bed and you continued torturing him, he bucked his hips against your hand in the hopes you would start to stoke him but you didn’t. It wasn’t enough pressure to get him going but you weren’t willing to give him what he wanted just yet.

You then removed your robe completely straddling him mimicking the position you were in when you send him that nude, as soon your weight was on him his eyes shot up and he reached up slowly touching every part of your body that he could.

“Is this what you wanted?” you closed your hand around his shaft and slowly started pumping up and down “Is this how you wanted me?”

“Yes” he chocked out, he inhaled sharply trying to keep eye contact with you as you stroked him slowly.

“Harder please” he put his hand over yours tightening the grip but you slapped his hand away and loosened the grip

“My way, you hear me?” He dropped his head back to the pillow defeated, knowing that you wanted to tease him as much as possible

You traced your index fingers around the head of his cock watching him squirm underneath you. Slowly you then wrapped your hands around his throbbing member, you take your time starting gently, wanting your touch to almost feel like air.

You picked up the pace, leaning forward and placing your hand to his chest you felt his heart beating rapidly. You watched how his breathing staggered the more your worked away, when you slowed down and hit the base of his cock he always let out a deep breath like he had been holding it for some time.

You moved up a little positioning yourself above him, he gripped your hips helping you as you teased your folds coating his cock with your juices. You slowly sank down into him bit by bit wincing at his size as he stretched you out and you both gasped in unison when he was fully inside you. You rocked your hips against him anchoring your hands to his chest, he held you tightly thrusting upwards to meet you in short, rapid strokes.

“I need more”

He cupped both sides of your face and pulled you to him gently causing you both to stop moving briefly as he gave you a fleeting kiss. Then he flipped you quickly so he was now between your legs. He used smaller movements at first, only thrusting into you shallowly before he reached back down to give you another kiss.

As he did he entered deeper into you and moaned into the kiss, arching your back as you felt him fill you. He broke the kiss lifting one of your legs over his shoulder so he had better access, he then opted for deeper thrusts, still slow, agonisingly slow. You had expected it seeing as you spent so long teasing him, of course he was going to do the same to you. With each thrust he picked up the pace feeling how each time he slammed into you, you shuddered beneath him.

“Yes, yes keep going, just like that”

He lived for the little noises of pleasure you made and he didn’t know how long he would hold out as his own climax was building. He reached up grabbing a hold your breast as he picked up the pace in quicker motions.

“Oh shit” he groaned knowing he was now close

His fingers brushed against your clit and at this point you lost it, your pussy contracted around his cock making him gasp. He leaned down, slowing the pace down trying to hold out as long as he could, he moaned in your ear and that sent you over the edge.

Your body spasmed out of control, your back arched and your head craned back as you rode out your orgasm. You clung to his shoulders tightly crying out his name, your body continued to shake as you felt him thrust into you a few more times before joining you as you both crashed into orgasmic space.

He slumped on top of you, his cock still twitching and throbbing inside you. When both your breathing slowed down, he pulled out of you slowly rolling to your side. You snuggled into his chest, his heart still beating just as quickly as before. Waves of affections ran through you and you blissfully ran your fingers through his hair as you both lay their silently.

You wanted it to be like this all the time and even though you knew it wouldn’t, you lived for these moments when he came back home and it felt like the first time you had ever touched, the first time you kissed and slept together. Everything always felt like the first time all over again.

“I love you Y/N”

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Guys this is re-uploads of all the stories that were on the masterlist. Thanks for reading as always lovelies, if you want to be tagged in any of the re-uploads or any new things I may write in the future let me know!

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