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lareinenoir · 2 years

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|Good Boy|

C.E x Reader

A/N: I know I know...I promised this weeks ago lol. Forgive me?

Summary: A sex deprived Chris and some coco butter lotion on his lady? Maybe he can get back on her good graces.

Warning ⚠️ Rated R, viewer/reader discretion is advised. Sex, word porn (etc) if any of this makes you uncomfortable PLEASE DO NOT READ!

Enjoy lovelies!

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You sat on top of his torso with ass directly in his face. His smooth hands rubbing the coco butter across your fat behind evenly pressing his finger deep into your skin. You felt your core tremble and you looked down at his cock slowly rising and the bumpy veins bulging. Licking your dry lips you looked behind you as he gave your soft ass a squeeze. He had given you a lifted brow as you watched his mouth peek into a tiny smile. The gag you had shoved in there five minutes prior preventing Chris from speaking.

“Mm Chris…just like that.” You told him eyes going back to his tall member staring you in the face. You moaned feeling his large hands grip your ass his other hand trying to pull you closer to his face. “Mmm.” You moaned with a sneaky laugh. Your core still throbbing at the soft glide of his hands slapping your ass gently making goosebumps appear.

Chris was no stranger to your body. His hands were very well acquainted with your large ass and their matching tiger stripes. He damn near slept on it every night and worshipping your heavy thighs. Looking back at him again as your hand touched the tip of his dick gently, Chris was begging you to take it into your mouth.

“You want me to suck you off, baby?” You tease as he nodded his head. “Yeah? Want me to take your big cock in my mouth.” You tease again. “Want me to make you cum?” His naked body shook a little as you eye him. His grip on your ass tightening and loosening if it was a stress ball. Facing Chris’ dick you spit on it.

With one hand you glide up and the other tickling his pair. Your mouth began to water a bit with anticipation. This was a punishment for him honestly. Chris thought coming home at two in the morning was acceptable. “I lost track of time.” That’s been his excuse everyday this week and then he had the audacity to sleep all day without showing you a speck of love and affection besides a sorry half ass peck on the head before falling right onto the bed.

You had fallen into this position when he objected to you shaving your lady parts. You had one foot on the edge of the tub and he was leaning on the door in his robe. His arms were crossed and he was getting sick of the silent treatment. “Baby you can’t keep ignoring me.”

“You’re right. I can’t but I’m really mad at you so, go away.” You shooed him with the shaving cream bottle on the toilet.

“Y/N.” He said

Rolling your eyes you focused on the mirror beneath you. Your boobs were spilling out of your bra accidentally on purpose. You had no problem making Chris lust over your body while playing this game of ‘look do not touch’ which you were definitely winning at this point.

Your lips rub together as you take the little razor in your hands. Chris walked over and snatched the razor from your hands, throwing it on the ground. His eyes look at you with an immense and rather annoyed glare. You smirk gently and lick your lower lip, his hand reaches for a towel and he laid it on the counter. He snatched the rag off the counter and lifted you onto the sink. His eyes never leaving yours as he wet the cloth and squeezed it out with his free hand. Your hand rested on his shoulder for support and his jaw clenched. Lifting your leg onto his shoulder you watched him wipe off the shaving cream

“What are you doing?” You chuckle

“No, what are you doing?” He asks “you’re shaving my pet.”

“Chris, please.” You scoff as he rinses the cloth out. “She’s not yours anymore. You have another pet who keeps your dick wet until two in the morning-“

“I told you already,” he sighed with a chuckle “I’m not with any other woman, Y/N. I am working.”

“Shut up.” You tell him, snatching the cloth from his hands and hitting him across the chest with it. “Don’t talk to me.” You said standing up and picking up the razor and shaving cream. “My kitty, my rules.”

“You’re not shaving that.” He said as you held your your palm to his face walking out of the bathroom. His eyes widened at your audacity as a little smirk plays on your lips. You began to let the robe fall off your shoulder exposing your shoulder blades and the bra.

Ohhh weren’t you a tease! His dick twitched and he groaned loudly wanting to bend you over the hallway table and watch you take him.

Chris licked his lips and followed you out. Like a child, you repeated, “Lalalalala.” As your man tried to talk to you. “I can’t hear you! Lalalalalalala.” You kept going.

“Y/N-“

“Nope! Lalala!”

“I don’t want to be with anyone else but you. Keep walking like that,” he says scanning your half naked body. “Im gonna have you begging for me to fuck you.”

“Me fuck you?” You laughed out loud, swinging your head around. “Christopher please!” You laughed as the robe fell in a small pool at your feet. “You want me!” You told him throwing the shaving cream at him before flicking him off. “You want to fuck me!”

Chris only laughed and nodded his head as you couldn’t hold in your own laughter. “Fuck you.” He chuckled and walked near you as you tried to pretend to be mad. The shaving cream dropping out of his hands as he bit his lips.

“Don’t touch me, fool.” You giggled as he folded his hands in his armpits. “You don’t get none of this.” You motioned to your body. “Go fuck that other bitch.”

Chris cocked his eye brows up seeing your teeth laugh. His bottom lip was wet, you could just grab him by his face and lick lips with him. Mmm how you wanted a taste of your man’s lips. You weren’t really mad, but seeing Chris squirm like a child holding their pee made you laugh. The pure enjoyment you were having.

The yearning in his eyes. They literally beamed as you unhooked your bra. A low grunt left his throat and you walked closer to him holding the lace bra in your hands waving it in front of him.

“Baby come on.” He moaned throwing his head back shifting his legs left to right. “Don’t do this to me.” He begged poking out his lower lip. “Please baby please. I’m sorry.” He whispered

“Shut up.” You whispered back as your lips were on his ear. “No more talking for the night. You wanna get back on my good graces?” You asked him

“Yes. Y/N you can’t be serious-“

“I said shut up.” You frowned gracefully, and brought your thumb to his lip motioning for him to widened his mouth. You inserted one of the bra cups into his mouth. He didn’t speak. You grinned evilly and pushed him against the wall. He eyed your tits and reached to touch the nipples.

Swallowing the lump in your throat you folded your lips and practically melted in his tender touch. They ran across your soft nipples back and forth. Fuck! He was winning. You didn’t want to seem like you were enjoying it to much. He wanted to fuck you.

You breathed in sharply before backing away. You smirked and squeezed his cheeks together. His eyelashes blinked and he groaned in frustration. You stalked off to your room where you started putting on some lotion. The coco butter smoothing in your hands as you heard his heavy footsteps drag to the door. Chris wastched you bend over slathering the lotion on your ankles as your core stared him directly in the face. He clenched down on the bra as the other side hung out. His foot tapped and you knew he was watching.

Why is torture so much fun? You asked yourself

Chris had snatched the lotion and began rubbing it in his palms. He started on your other leg and you sat down seeing the erection growing in his plaid pajama pants. Damn…your own jaw clenched trying to fight your own urges to rip them off. Chris noticed your wandering eyes and stepped back taking off his pants. He wasn’t wearing any boxers. Typical. He loved going commando at night. It lead to easier sex when you both woke up with the horny urge to fuck.

You were sitting on his knee as he sat on the bed. The bra still hanging from his mouth. Hmmm, maybe Chris was really sorry. You joked as his thumb crossed over your nipples. His other hand on your thigh rubbing in the extra coco butter. He laid back as your eyes inch over to his cock. Chris yanked your ass onto his chest in a swift motioning for you to lean over so he can lotion you up.

“Chris…” you muttered laughing enjoying his roaming hands.

Which brought you here. Aching to give your man some head. He was being so good! You wanted to scream. Your mouth came on top of his dick and you heard him moan. You wanted to hear him in all his loud glory so you reached back and took the bra from his mouth. He coughed and moaned loudly again.

Smiling against his hard member you stroked up and down his cock with your tongue. It touched the back of your throat and Chris pulled you down on his face. Your weight sitting on your face and he groaned again as you settled your own throbbing core on him.

You breathed out and gasped as his mouth sucked on you. Your slurping sounds and Chris light kissing noises made a beat as your heart thumped. He groaned with every breath and you kept bobbing your head up and down his shaft as your hand played with his balls.

The veins poking the inside of your mouth. You had never done a 69 with Chris. With no one actually. He would beg you to sit on his face and you’d jerk him off. That was about it.

Chris loved to watch your face when you came. He would fuck you in the bathroom, bent over the sink, plunging his cock in you and you always tried to keep eye contact with him, but in the midsts of your pleasure you’d close your eyes and cum. Many times he’d finger you as you both stood in front of the large mirror in your hallway. Chris would hold your leg up and you’d hold onto his neck for support and it never failed. His eyes would watch you open your mouth when he hit your g spot and just when you were going to cum, Chris would insert a third finger. It always made your body lurch forward, practically falling on the mirror, smearing your sweat and cum all over it. Then he’d lick all three of his fingers and bend down to lick up your thighs and legs.

Sex with Chris was easy. He was open with everything and you liked to experiment. As he ate your pussy, you felt your core tighten and release over and over as you moaned against his hard member. Your mouth full, you felt his warm cock beat inside as you moaned loudly. Chris grunted and his cock twitched shooting his semen at the back of your throat. You gagged a little letting his cock fal lfrom your lips covered in his cum as you swallowed.

“Fuck, Y/N.” He moaned pulling your ass even closer. You were sure you were suffocating him. Your eyes closed tightly as he raked his tongue on the inside of your core. Your feet curled as you threw your head back as your orgasm was peeking.

“Right there!” You groan with labored breathing “Ahh fuck! Fuck!”

The wet core covered in Chris’ salvia pulsates as you rock against his mouth. Your hand reaching down massaging your enlarged clit with quick motion. Chris slurped and you moaned. His voice was muffled and you arched your back feeling your own wetness soak his face.

“I’m almost there!” You rubbed your clit faster as his tongue plunged and slurped. “Chris!”

Feeling yourself release onto his face, a rain storm covered his mouth dripping onto his beard. He gasped catching his breath as he flipped you over, hovering over you. Laughing, you watched his wet beard go down, licking up your thighs as you caught your breath.

He moaned as his tongue tickled the inside of your huge thighs as he slapped the skin with his palm. The sting sent you into a small frenzy as you winced slightly as grabbed onto his hair, rubbing your fingers through his soft scalp. His eyes hungrily undressing you as he flicked his tongue on the outside of his mouth, tasting your juices that ran down his face.

“Good boy.” You muttered

The End!

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saber-monet · 2 months

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one day I'll stop being an obsessed fan girl... but that's not today

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ughdontbeboring · 2 years

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yall…what the fuck is Christopher Robert Jamal Evans doing! I mean that thang is hanging!

his pants are literally stugglingggg struggling to hold that dick up 🥹 if i dont get that dick in my mouf sooooooon

literally a crime to humanity that you havent shared that thang with me 🤷🏽‍♀️

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cleoooelizabeth · 1 year

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Felt like posting myself bc y tf not, let me know if its shit before I post it on insta 🤣

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theuniversalsluttt · 2 years

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look now….i know im a TAD BIT late buttttt…. my husband looks so goodddd yall !! 🤧🤧 SO FINE😭 the gray in the beard, the arms, the hair, the shades😵‍💫😮‍💨 I AM FEENING‼️😩

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adoreyouusugar · 1 year

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OOOO WEEEEE I WOULD SLURP HIM BAD something about when he has this little ugly stache…delicious

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afriendlyblackhottie · 2 years

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Birthday

Request: Ok but the way I like low key wanna go to a strip club with Chris and watch him sit back while a stripper with a big ass twerks on him and gives him the absolute time of his life 💀

Request: Hey am I request a Chris Evans x black reader where they’re neighbors

Request: Could you do a Chris x Shy reader where the reader likes him and he likes her but she doesn’t know he likes her. Could it be possibly a smut with a really freaky reader thankssssss <333

Request: Chris Jamal evans eating plus sized! Readers ass 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

Summary: when you told Chris you wanted him to teach you a thing or two after your divorce, he hadn’t been expecting it like this.

Pairings: Chris Evans x black!plus sized! Neighbor! Reader

Warnings: minors dni, smut, daddy kink, Duggar-esque religious beliefs, strippers, lap dance, cunnilingus, analingus, rough sex, humiliation, dirty talk, breeding kink, sort of cuckqueaning

(A/N: this is kinda different. Idk just thought it would be fun to write a story about a fundie girl getting corrupted by this man 🤷🏾‍♀️ hopefully you guys see what I was going for cuuuuz 😳 lol and I had to combine a lot of requests cuz they’ve just been sitting and I’ll feel better once they’re gone. This story is unedited so if you see mistakes idk what to tell you. anyway like, follow, and comment with a reblog 💜 ✌🏾)

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It wasn’t like he’d gotten well-aquatinted with the side no one else was allowed to see by now. You’d gotten yourselves into some messes for sure. Messing around in inappropriate places. His shy girl turned naughty slut and only for him.

Like that time he was finger fucking you in the back of a very packed movie theatre. You just looked so fucking hot that night. At least the movie was rated R.

Or the time he made you orgasm on vacation because he made you keep a bullet vibrator inside of you. As he made you cum in the water while you were on the beach. Watching your face change as you buried yourself into his chest trying to stop yourself from crying out. All he could do was smirk at you. Fucking slut.

If anything you were just paying him back which was fair. The two of you had been very worked up. It was kind of hard since no one really knew the two of you were a thing. As far as everyone else knew you were just his sweet little neighbor.

No one had even expected you to come out tonight anyway. You seemed like a shy thing but he knew better. Just cuz you had Scott and everyone else fooled didn’t mean he was the same way. He could tell you were a freak from the moment he met you and yet he’d still been unprepared by it.

You just did things no one else would ever think to do. By now he’d gotten the chance to enjoy your true nastiness. The way you let him fuck you anywhere he felt like. Had become his free use slut.

The two of you weren’t technically a couple yet but after tonight he doesn’t know. This had been new even for you. He didn’t even know you were- it was just so unexpected.

Fuck, it was hot, though, you trying to hang. Obviously you’d been invited to dinner and from there it ended up being wherever the wind took all of you.

First a bar not far from the restaurant. He’d made you sit by him all night. Barely let you out of his sight. Knew one of his friends had a little crush on you and he wasn’t about to catch himself slipping just cuz it wasn’t official.

You’d been all pouty and shit about how bad you felt about not bringing a gift. Not like it was your fault. It was kind of last minute anyway. Hell he thought he was going to be out of town but he… fine he wanted to see you. So he made the quick trip. Scott told everyone to come out for dinner and there you were.

You were wearing this dress you knew he liked. One that he really liked taking off of you. He doesn’t think you saw yourself in the way he did but holy fuck did he see you. Just everything since that first moment when you’d moved in. How shy you’d been because you definitely were not used to having a neighbor like him.

You came from a much smaller community. Had moved in next door with your husband. Well, ex-husband.

While nothing happened when you were married, the two of you had gotten close. Where you were from divorce was uncommon, but since it had been five years with no baby it was kind of inevitable.

The pressure to conceive had started getting to you around the second year. By then your now ex had been trying to be all buddy buddy with him. Trying to convert him and shit. He played along for a minute just to get close to you cuz underneath the modesty clothing he really liked what he saw.

And it wasn’t like he swooped in after the papers were filed either. He’d just done a lot to help considering your parents were trying to make you go back home to raise your siblings or nieces and nephews.

By then your friendship had grown to where he was not going to let that happen. Had even managed to get you a lawyer when they tried to force you to give up the house. Saying that since the church owned it, you had to leave but you were taking your seat ass time to move out.

When the two of you first started messing around you’d been asking him questions. Had never done this before. Never got to date. Didn’t even get to have your first kiss until the officiant said, ‘you may now kiss the bride.’

He didn’t want to take advantage of you knowing how inexperienced you were, but it quickly became clear that you were going to be a monster all on your own. He’d rather be the one taking care of you rather than getting yourself into dangerous situations out of curiosity. And fuck was he more than happy to be given the honors.

He genuinely hadn’t expected that side from you. After being blamed over and over about the fertility issues plaguing your past relationship, you seemed more than ready to explore a side of you that you would have never been able to before.

Wanted to know what it was like for a man to slap your ass and pull your hair. To be called dirty, filthy names. To be degraded and treated like the slut you weren’t supposed to want to be, but tonight had pushed the limit.

He wonder what your ex would say if he saw you. It had been something you’d never thought you’d do but you were down for anything Daddy told you to be down for.

What a fucking loser didn’t see what the fuck he had? That if he just treated you right, he probably would have been able to keep you. Sucks for him because Chris wasn’t planning on fumbling that bag. Not after tonight. His mind had been officially made up. Where the fuck was he about to find another nasty girl like you.

Last time I saw you, you’d been kind of upset. It had been hard to shake those teachings sometimes. Had worried that he’d judge you or think less of you. Clearly right now none of that was on your mind as your only goal seemed to be getting to his dick.

And, fuck he was not complaining. Hell no. Who the fuck was he to turn down road head especially after the shit the two of you had just gotten up to.

When one of the guys joked about going to a strip club, he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. Had even offered to just take you home where he knew he’d end up texting them that something came up since he knew he’d be to busy trying to get balls deep in you.

You surprised him by saying, “I wanna go.” When you said you wanted to try new things you’d definitely meant it. If anything he was proud of the little deviant he’d turned you into.

You’d looked so cute watching them dance with those wide eyes. He was still close to you not helping as he paid attention to your reactions.

Had whispered in your ear for you to stop money in one of the girls thong. Chris laughed and almost forgot that the two of you were supposed to be a secret cuz he really wanted to fucking kiss you.

Besides the dancer seemed to take a liking to the two of you. Moving onto his lap first to sit on him. “You know you and your girlfriend are pretty cute,” she said. “You should come in the back for a dance.”

And he wasn’t even going to correct her that you weren’t technically his girlfriend cuz hell you may as well be. Which meant he wanted you to be okay with it. At the same time though you couldn’t just expect him to not react when a woman with a big ass like hers was moving all on him.

He motioned with his head for you to get up. Not even giving you a chance for a choice. You wanted to come to a strip club he’d show you what it was like. Why hold back.

As she moved over him you sat beside him all giggly. Chanel staring back at you with a smirk as she started grinding down on him. You watching as she twerked, biting your lip.

He still couldn’t stop watching you. Trying to see how far you were gonna let him go with this. Getting a little closer and looking up at him with big eyes. Fuck it. Didn’t matter that another girl was in his lap then you wouldn’t mind if he kissed you.

“How you feeling, Baby?” He asked.

“Good,” you squeaked out which made him chuckle. So fucking cute. And you were really letting him just ruin whatever innocence your parents tried to install in you.

As if you would go home to live without this. At this point he’d made you his little addict. Pushing you further and further with each encounter, but there was definitely something in particular about this month.

“Happy birthday, Daddy,” you whispered in his ear, kissing his earlobe making him shiver. How even when a stripper was giving him a lap dance the reaction he got from you was so much more intense.

“It’s your birthday?” Chanel gasped finally turning around. “Why didn’t you say so?” She asked, putting her hands on either side of his shoulders so she could sink down on him again this time straddling him. Tits all in his face as she sat like that.

Chris chuckled. “Yup that’s why we’re here,” he said. “My girl’s never done this before.”

“What!” She gasped again and pouted at you. “Awww. Oh my gosh maybe I need to be dancing on you.”

“Oh you should definitely give her a dance,” Chris said with a wink.

He could see you tense up almost worrying that he’d taken it too far but he still wanted to see what would happen. Chanel moving moved off of him to you relaxing as you started giggling when she moved towards you.

The dancer giggled back the two of you starting off on your own little conversation. She was clearly trying to make you feel more comfortable. “That’s my good girl,” he leaned over to whisper in your ear. “My girl is down for anything I tell her to be, huh?”

You nodded at him as Chanel put her knee between your legs as she gyrated along your thigh. “You two are so damn cute,” she cooed.

At some point she moved back to Chris and you’d gotten so worked up that you couldn’t help yourself as you started kissing his neck. Honestly if the two of you hadn’t gotten out of there when you did, he would have popped.

Hadn’t even bothered to go back to his friends, just texting one that the two of you were leaving. His hand in yours as you went to the car.

“You doing okay?” He asked before he could open up the door for you.

“Mhm,” you hummed back with a smile.

“Did you have fun?”

“Mhm,” you hummed again, seeming to be lost in your head.

Chris found himself really wanting to kiss you. Fuck after all that he was really pent up. You put your hands around his neck as he pushed against you. Wanting you to feel his hard on.

He was just happy you were kissing him back. Had worried about scaring you off. That was a lot for you all at once. He didn’t want to completely overwhelm you tonight.

“Are you having a good birthday?” You asked him

“Course I am,” he replied with a smile before pecking your lips again. “My naughty little girl letting me play with a stripper in front of her. What would your husband have to say about that?” He teased.

You always giggled whenever he did that and this time was no different. Smacking his shoulder and scoffing. “Probably have a heart attack,” you said.

“Do you think he’d call your dad like when he found your sex toys?” Chris laughed making you do the same. God, that had been so embarrassing.

By then you’d already told Chris your dilemma. How you wanted to explore. He’d of course taken it upon himself to fund your exploration. By now he’d had a lot of fun using them on you. Shame your ex saw them as competition and not teammates. Maybe he could have kept you around.

“Oh, definitely,” you replied. “Woulda snatched me up.”

“Yeah? Sucks for him cuz I’d have to snatch you back,” he said before kissing you again. You moaned into his mouth, nails clawing into his shoulder.

“Fuck, Chris,” you moaned into his mouth making him smirk.

Fuck he needed to get you home.

It was like you’d grown impatient during the car ride that it was taking so long to get there that you couldn’t keep your hands off of him. Not like he didn’t know how needy you could get.

Hell if he’d known how you would end up reacting to having another woman twerking on him, he would have done it sooner. When you said you wanted to try new things, you’d fucking meant it, but damn he hadn’t been expecting it like this.

“What’d you think about Chanel?” He asked. Wanting to push things a step further. “You didn’t feel weird seeing me with her?”

“I mean… I dunno. I wouldn’t call it weird…”

“Yeah?” He asked. “What would you call it? Did you like it?” You bit your lip. Getting all shy on him. Except that wasn’t good enough for him. How was this supposed to work if you weren’t going to talk to him. “Ah, ah. You know better. I wanna know what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours.”

You nodded. “I mean… yeah I guess I did.”

“What about when she was all over you? Did you like that too.” You bit your lip again and he had to glance over at you when you once again hesitated on your answer.

You caught yourself before he could say anything. Good girl. “I mean… yeah… it was fun.”

“Oh, come on. I saw you moaning and shit. You don’t have to act all shy. I know you liked it.” He glanced back over at you quickly. Happy as hell you two were almost home. “In fact, I gotta say I’m pretty proud of you for how you handled yourself tonight.”

“You are?”

“Yeah,” he said with a smile. “You know, when you told me you wanted to try something’s out I wasn’t expecting you to go this far.”

“I wasn’t either,” you replied. “But you’re right it did feel good.”

“That’s my girl,” he said. “You know you can always tell me anything.”

“I know, Daddy. Thank you.”

“Always, Baby,” he said, grabbing your hand so he could place a kiss to it. He liked that he could push you. Made him wonder what else he could push you to do.

By the time you got home he was already trying to put his hands on you. Kissing you against after he helped you out of the car even though normally you tried to be discrete about your relationship just in case one of the neighbors saw.

As far as everyone knows you were literally just friends. No way Chris would take advantage of a sweet innocent girl like you. If only they fucking knew.

And you didn’t seem to care this time. Letting him grab all on you. Cuz you knew better than to tell him to stop. Fuck all he could think about was getting inside of you.

As soon as you got in the house, Dodger was at your feet. Stopping whatever action as he greeted the two of you. Then whimpering for Chris to take him out. You giggled before pecking his lips again as he groaned.

“I’m gonna go shower,” you told him as you started to walk away from him.

There wasn’t much he could do to rush Dodger. Not that he didn’t try. Goddamn you were really upstairs. Naked in his shower and he was outside making sure his dog used the bathroom. Fucking great.

“Come on, Bubba,” he said finally getting him back inside. Ready to sprint upstairs to you.

He could see you behind the foggy glass still washing up. He just wanted to fuck you so bad right now. To feel you against him. That pussy wrapped around him. Couldn’t get undressed fast enough.

You jumped as he wrapped his arms around your soft body. Curves glistening with water. Damn you had really turned him into an addict, but it was like where the hell was he supposed to find another you. Someone so sweet and cute that would let him do what he’s about to do to you. Fuck yeah he was addicted.

As he opened up the door he stared at you as he caught you playing with your pussy. Eyes closed as you breathed heavily. Good you wanted this just as bad as him. Fingers working over your clit.

Funny a year ago the thought of you even touching yourself seemed like a step too far. Now you were doing it in his shower after what had just happened less than an hour ago.

“D-daddy,” you whimpered.

He needed to fucking have you. “Starting without me, Babe?” He asked, making you jump and open your eyes. You gasped as you looked up at him and he chuckled. “My poor baby, I didn’t mean to scare you.” Then he pouted out his bottom lip before pulling you into his arms.

He leaned down to kiss you finally. His tongue caressing against yours. Grabbing onto that thick ass. Fuck he wanted you so bad.

“You get all nice and clean for me?” He asked, having pulled away. “Or did you get too distracted playing with my pussy?”

“I got distracted.”

“My little slut. Couldn’t keep her hands to herself.”

Chris remembered the first time you asked him to call you names. He wasn’t sure how you would react but all you did was moan for him even louder and repeat it back. That’s when he first knew just how far gone he’d gotten you.

“Tell me what you were thinking about, Baby? Had you moaning for me for a reason.”

“About you letting Chanel dance all over you in front of me,” you whimpered.

“Yeah?” He asked. “That turn you on?”

You nodded. “Uh huh. She was all over you.”

“My naughty slut liked seeing another woman all over me.” He chuckled.

“It made me want you so bad.”

“I know, Baby. It made me want you too,” he said before pressing his lips to yours again.

It didn’t take long for his fingers to end up on you now. Picking up from where you’d left off. You crying out for him to fuck you. Needy as hell.

Turning around so you could rub your ass against him as he finger fucked you. “Please, Daddy,” you mewled.

“What is it?”

“I want your dick in me,” you moaned.

“I want you to finish up and go wait on the bed for me, okay?”

You pouted. “But-,”

“But, nothing. You fucking heard me,” he snapped and that was that. You finished washing up and went to finish getting ready for bed. You didn’t want to spend the rest of the night getting punished so you better do what he tells you.

As bad as he just wanted to fuck the shit out of you, he knew how you got when he made you wait. Pushing you and then denying you. Fuck he loved it.

Once again you were there touching yourself. The toy you kept over here in your hand. Greedy fucking slut couldn’t fucking wait.

“Did I tell you, you could use your fucking toy?” He asked with an eyebrow raise.

“No,” you squeaked as you didn’t remove that damn rose from your clit.

He climbed in next to you. Taking hold of the rose. “So horny you just can’t fucking control yourself, huh?”

“Uh huh,” you answered, biting your lip. “Fuck, Daddy,” you whimpered. He started kissing your neck making you cry out. His lips quickly finding your nipples. “Oh my god,” you cried. “Fuck, please, fuck!”

He put the toy to the side when he finally couldn’t resist. Had been dying to eat you out for hours. Needed to taste you.

“Chris!” You gasped and that’s when he knew he had you right where he wanted you. Had you gasping his name as he ate you out like he was starving.

“And you better not fucking cum yet,” he cooed.

He remembered the first time he’d made you cum. You hadn’t even know what the hell that meant. Figured he could show you better than he could tell you and wanted the honors of being the first one to do it for you.

Had gotten you all worked up until you squirted all over his sheets. Had gotten you all embarrassed about it too. Couldn’t believe your husband had never done this for you. Fucking worthless.

He was tempted to see if he could get you worked up like that again except he wanted to fuck you too bad. Didn’t even want to wait for you to suck his dick before finally pushing into you. Cuz this was the first time he was going to feel you for real.

“Chris!” You sobbed as you wrapped your legs around him. “Yes!” You dug your fingernails into his back. Crying out for him in his ear. “Please. Oh, god. I need it. Don’t stop.”

“I’m not gonna stop,” he groaned, grabbing your hands to push them above your head. Pumping his cock in and out of you. “Fucking slut needed my dick bad, didn’t you?”

“Uh huh,” you whimpered, lolling your head back. Fuck he felt so good so deep inside of you. Your ex had never been able to do shit like this to you.

It was funny how easy Chris brought the freak out in you. Had definitely gotten you to this point you don’t think any other man could have ever brought out.

Porn didn’t do what he did to you any justice. You hadn’t been expecting for it to feel like this. Didn’t seem real that something everyone had told you was so bad felt so good, but never this good.

“Please, Daddy,” you whimpered as he hit those bundle of nerves. “Fuck you feel so fucking good.”

“Yeah? I didn’t put a condom on this time, Baby,” he finally told you. “Gonna see what happens if I stuff you with my cum.”

“What do you mean?” You asked him.

“See if I can put my baby in you,” he grunted. “Don’t you wanna know?”

“But, Eddie-,” you were saying.

“Don’t you fucking say his name when my dick is inside of you,” he said, putting his hand around your neck. “I don’t give a fuck what he couldn’t do.”

And he meant every word of that. Only rocking his hips deeper into you. Feeling as you tightened up around him when he grabbed your throat. Eyes getting all blurry and teary.

“I’m sorry,” you whimpered.

“That’s right, Baby. You should be. You should fucking know better by now. I think you like saying dumb shit sometimes.”

You let out such an embarrassing moan and he let out a chuckle through his deep breathing. God he loved seeing how worked up you got from being shamed like that.

“Just cuz he couldn’t fuck a baby into you, doesn’t mean I won’t,” Chris said into your ear wanting to keep it going. “Chanel already thought you were my girlfriend. Might as well make you my girl for real, huh?”

You let out another moan with your face all screwed up. Goddamn he was getting you close. “Okay.”

“That’s my pretty girl,” he cooed. “You’re gonna let me fuck my baby into you?”

“Yes,” you whimpered. “Fuck you’re gonna make me- ah!” You cried as you came. Finally getting the release you’d been needing.

“That’s a good girl,” he said before pulling out so he could turn you over. Making sure your ass was in the air. What can he say, he loved manhandling you.

Pushing your cheeks to the side so he could see the wetness from your pussy dripping down to his sheets. He needed to play with it again. Putting his thumb against your slit so he could rub up and down before going to your clit.

“Yeah you want me to get you pregnant, don’t you?” He said. “I bet you’ve been waiting for it. And your pathetic ass would do anything I wanted you to do, huh?”

Another embarrassing ass moan as you shuddered, as he pushed his pointer and middle fingers into you.

“Oh my god,” you cried into the pillow.

He doesn’t know what the fuck it was but all he knew was that he was mesmerized. Couldn’t help himself. Wanting to eat your pussy from the back. You jumped before moving your hips trying to get situated against his face.

God he was obsessed with the way you tasted. Could make a feast out of it. At this point he was so far he was ready to get as nasty as possible trying something he’d never tried before.

You gasped when his tongue touched your puckered hole. “Chris!” As if there was going to stop him. He moaned at the taste. Definitely not about to stop.

Chest heaving as thick moans fell from your lips. You were pretty sure he was trying to torture you.

Chris grabbed your toy again. Turning it back on so he could put it against your clit again. Listening to you scream out.

Finally he stopped just wanting to be inside of you again. It was like you brought out the fucking animal in him. That’s why he just needed to fucking breed you already.

Slamming into you and flexing his hips cuz he just really wanted you to feel it. Putting his hands on either side of your hips so he could dig his nails in.

“See what you fucking do to me?” He asked with a groan. “That’s why I can’t let you go. Gonna keep you under me. You want that too?”

“Yes,” you sobbed. “Fuck. Please. I want you so bad. You’re gonna make me fuckin’ cum again.”

“That’s it, Baby. I want you to cum for me. Want you to keep cumming on my dick.”

Eyes rolling to the back of your head at his words. Couldn’t hold yourself up anymore so you ended up collapsing against the pillows. Chris going with it so he could lay on top of you. Riding your ass as deep as he could as you sobbed.

“Gonna make me a daddy for my birthday, huh?” He asked into your ear.

Why did he have to talk to you like that. Did he have no mercy?

“Fuckin’ answer me,” he said. That Boston accent coming out into your ear. Making you shiver and moan.

“Yes,” you cried.

“Good, Baby. Cuz I’m gonna cum so deep in you.” He groaned. Feeling it creep up in his balls. Knew he wouldn’t be able to pull out even if he wanted to.

“Please,” you moaned.

“And it’s okay if you don’t get pregnant from this time. We’ll just try again and again and again.”

For some reason that was what did. To be honest if it didn’t happen this time he’d be shocked because he found himself shoving in all the way to the hilt so he could cum against your cervix. Just like fucking instinct. Goddamn he doesn’t think he’d ever had an orgasm that intense before.

You laid down with a whimper with him collapsing on top of you. Dick softening before falling out of you.

Scooping you up like he always did so you had to lay all up against him. Really you’d been his girl for a minute. It was about time he officially claimed you.

Especially six weeks later, when the two of you got to see the look on everyone’s faces when you’d pulled up to announce that you were expecting.

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geminixevans-stan · 3 years

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Chris Evans MasterList

Best Friend Chris Evans x Plus Size!Black Reader

Surprise!! Chris Evans x Black! Reader

Our Girl Ari Levinson x Married!Black Reader x Andy Barber

His Cherry Andy Barber x Black Reader

Nannys Heart Au [Andy Barber x Nanny!Black Reader x Steve Rogers]

Peach Ari Levinson x Black Reader x Andy Barber

Stay Andy Barber x Female Reader

Clyde Andy Barber x Female Reader

Wild CEO!Ari Levinson x Black Reader

A Promised Threat CEO!Ari Levinson x Black Reader

Peach Ari Levinson x Black Reader x Andy Barber

Solve The Riddle AU - Retired Pornstar!Ari Levinson x Black Reader

Feels So Right Ari Levinson x Female Reader

LLOYD HANSEN

All The Time - Lloyd Hansen x Female Reader x Nick Fowler

Summer Pop Mr. Freezy x Black Reader

You Belong to me Ransom Drysdale x Black Reader

The Ghost Ransom Drysdale x Black Reader

Big Bad Wolf Ransom Drysdale x Black Reader

Bare Pages Series Ransom Drysdale x Black Reader

Rude Boy Ransom Drysdale x Female Reader

Where am I? Steve Rogers x Black Reader

Laundry Day Steve Rogers x Black Reader x Bucky Barnes

I'm N Luv Steve Rogers x Stripper!Black Reader

Nannys Heart Au [Andy Barber x Nanny!Black Reader x Steve Rogers]

Mafia!Steve x Pippi OTP

Daddy Lessons Steve Rogers x Black Reader

Bad Words (Drabble)

Blue Waterfalls sub!Stucky x Mafia!Female Reader

Time Stands Still Steve Rogers x Enhanced!Female Reader

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a-moment-captured · 2 years

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This man straight up served every look during his Lightyear press tour! How are we going to handle The Gray Man press tour?! The hair, the gray in his beard, the necklace, tattoos peaking, that damn wifebeater always giving us tiny glimpses, and then ending with the greatest interview ever: Chris Evans playing with puppies!

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lareinenoir · 3 years

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|The Knots| pt II Chris Evans x Black! Reader

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“I love you.”

“Ok, what did you do?” You asked continuing to type across the keys of her laptop.

“I can��t just say I love you.” Said Chris laying across her feet, playing with the little fuzzies on the bottom of your socks.

“I already know you love me. At least you better.” You joked continuing to work, your eyes not leaving the screen. “So, what did you do? Put my lingerie in the dryer? Or lost one of my hair clips down the drain again?” You said as Chris went silent and you looked up, pushing your glasses on your nose. “Oh boy...” you sighed

“Baby before you get mad.” He said sitting up, grabbing your legs and putting them across his lap after putting your laptop on the nightstand. “Just hear me out.”

“Chris I don’t have time for this. What the hell is going on.” You say hating how he was beating around the bush. “Just tell me.” You shake your head, putting the hood of one of the hoodies you were wearing over your head.

“I love you.” He kept saying while kissing your hands. Traveling all the way up to your shoulder. It gave you chills as your back laid against the pillow and he licked the crook of your neck with his tongue. Your stomach lurched with chills of excitement as he kisses it gently,

“Chris...” you moaned as he continued to kiss that single spot, over and over again. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you pulled his body on top of you. Letting out a slow breath as your eyes begin to close enjoying the warmth of his body.

“I have to tell you something. It’s kinda may be really important.” He let on in between kisses as he tracked his kisses to the corner of your mouth.

“If you don’t tell me now, imma be real mad.” You sort of say in frustration as your core throbbed at his kisses. “Don’t tell me, never mind. I kinda just want to keep doing this...” you mutter leaning forward and nibbling at his ear.

“Promise you won’t get mad.” He asked as your legs hook around his torso. You were getting annoyed at that point. Chris knew how much you liked kisses along your body and how neck kisses could send you if you were really in the mood.

“Just say it, damnit...” you moan against his ear as his hands continue to rub your sides tenderly with slow movements.

“I may or may not have started a “controversial” debate about Channel 12 and the entire entertainment industry.” It was silent and she had looked down at him as his head rested on her stomach. “After we were done with your hair last night and we posted that picture on Instagram I went to Twitter and said ‘When does hair define how good a news anchor is. @channel12 @cartertherockman will you threaten termination to everyone whose hair is considered ‘untamed or just to people of color?” You didn’t speak again and just let out a long sigh as Chris started giving her his reasons. “I knew what I was doing and I did it because you may not be the first and I told you how I felt about it and I’m sorry babe, but it ain’t fair.” He said, “you deserve a lot better than that and I’ll be dammed if I sit by and let them get away with that.”

You were thinking to yourself and quite frankly you were really mad. Mostly because you were writing a resignation letter to your boss just a moment ago. Carter Rockman was the straw that broke the camel's back. You were tired of trying to find excuses to stay where you were, even though you loved being on the news. It was time to move on from Channel 12.

“Y/N...” Chris said and you rubbed your eyes and sighed.

“I don’t know if it’s the fresh-cut the lil line up you got going! But!” You exclaimed being really dramatic. “Christopher Robert Evans I like yo nerve.” You burst into laughter and cover your face as he chuckled nervously.

“Wait, what?” He asks between laughs very confused

“Baby, look.” You grab your laptop and show him the beginning paragraphs of your resignation letter. And it wasn’t a nice one. “I have literally been sitting here debating if I should send it or not. It’s kinda mean isn’t it?”

“Your short mini muffin head lookin’ ass can’t tell me what to do anymore because I quit!” He read your last statement dying of laughter. “Have a good day, sincerely Y/N Evans.” With his hand on his chest and his head bent back as he continued to laugh. “I don’t think you should send this.”

“I really want to.” You replied “Really really bad.”

“You know I love your hair right?” He asked getting more serious. “We could go up there together. I could-“

“Baby, it’ll just make things worse. You don’t like too much paparazzi and the only camera I want to be in front of is that of Channel 12.”

“It’s kinda gone viral, now.” He said as you both looked at the retweets. “A million.”

“A million?”

“Well, a couple more than a million and a lot of retweets and emails and messages from people.” He went on. “I filtered out all the bad comments, but there are a lot of stories.”

He went on and you just watched him rant. Chris’ face scrunched in as he paced around the room. His eyes darting from you and to the laptop as he talked about your old job. Chris would make sarcastic comments and then go back to reading some of the sweet tweets.

“I love you, you know that?” You said

“I know you said you aren’t mad but is this going to hurt your rep-wait I’m sorry.” He stopped as he cupped your face in his large hands.

“I don’t care about that stuff, Chris.” you say as you sat crossed-legged and inhaled his natural body smell, kissing his palm.

“So can I send that email?” He asked and he laughed loudly. “Like I kinda really wanna send that email myself. Face to face. At your old job. Maybe a little P.S at the end and then I show up with my fist.” He laughed as you pulled him back onto the bed. His body not filling crushing you as he rolled over and you mounted his torso. “You know you don’t have to work, Y/N.”

“Yeah, I know.” You nodded as his hands gripped your waist and you rested your chin on your arms as you get him to inhale. “I went to school for this, babe. This is what I wanna do. I don’t think I’m going to send that email, though. It’s really mean.” You chuckle a little “and now thanks to you the whole world knows I’m Chris Evans’ wife-“

“I told you I could send it for you.” He replied

“I don’t wanna be the angry black woman. I want to just put this behind me. Help me look for another job?” You asked sitting up.

Chris just stared at you, his finger caressing your cheek. He had a little smile on his face and he nodded his head. “Whatever you need.” He muttered

You both looked over at your phone vibrating and it was an unknown caller. Chris picked it up and put it to his ear. “Hello?” He started. “No, this is her husband. Yeah she’s here. Regarding…” you narrowed your brows and he sat up on his elbows as you climbed off of him. “You’re on speaker.” He said putting the phone down.

“Mrs. Evans, I’m Katie Sanchez with Channel 12 News. How are you this evening?”

“I’m fine ma’am, you?” You respond

“Doing a lot better now that I’m talking to you.” She giggled “Anyway, I am the President of Channel 12 News and I wanted to offer you a sincere apology.”

She went on to say Carter Rockman was fired and they didn’t want him to continue to be a representation of the Channel. A part of you was happy that he was fired but then maybe it was because your husband went to his socials to vent about how unfair it is.

“We were hoping to give you his position. That is if accept our invitation to come back.”

“Can I think about it?” You said instantly. There was silence on the other end. “Ms. Sanchez, don’t take it as disrespectful or that I’m wasting your time, I would really just like some time. I’m not the first and I won’t be the last to undergo a form of racism in my line of work. And not to put a dent in your speech, but my termination went unnoticed for a while until my husband said something.” You said clearing your throat.

“Of course.” She responded, “How about an answer by the end of next week yes?”

“Yeah, that would be great.” You replied looking at Chris. “Have a nice day.” And then you hung up.

“Okay, so congratulations.” He said with a smile

“For what?”

“New job, babe? That’s exciting.” He said as you stood up and walked to the bathroom. Was it? “Y/N, what the matter? Surely you’re gonna take the job right.”

“No I’m not actually.” You shook your head and leaned on the sink as you stared at your face in the mirror. “I don’t even know why I said I was going to think about it. I’ve already made up my mind.”

“Ok.” He nodded folding his arms. “What’s really going on?” He asked folding his lips and tilting his head.

“In the eight years I’ve done journalism, I’ve had to report things like this. The white man attacking his black man. In the streets, at work, In public, online. I just never thought it would happen to me, ya know?” You shrug and sigh “I really wish you didn’t say anything.” You laughed

“So it my fault?” He questioned “Baby, I’m sorry-“

“No no no, that’s not what I’m saying at all.” You shake your head and look at the floor. “You do play a part in my decision though. If I’m going to do journalism I want it to be on my terms. I don’t want to have to be aware that I am black. Does that make sense?” You ask and he reached for your hand nodding. “I know I’m black, but to have someone tell you who your are…” you say looking back at the mirror and bringing your hand to his chest as you two neared one another. “I don’t know, I just don’t wanna go back there and have everyone look at me.”

“I understand.” He nods as he hugs your body. “I love you.” Said Chris in a low voice. “I really really love you, Y/N.” He said squeezing you closer “I am so sorry you had to go through that,” you felt your eyes water and a single tear slipped

“You’re so sweet. I love you too, Chris.” You smile looking up at him and kiss his chin.

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Hey y’all! I know I’ve been MIA😬 but hopefully you don’t hate me to much now. Here’s what I promised months ago! Lmk in the comments and Reblog❤️

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Birthday Surprise

IMAGINE You and Chris are married with three kids and you throw him a big surprise birthday party.

Warning: Fluff, Slight Smut.

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Note: HAPPY 40th BIRTHDAY, CHRIS!

CHRIS

"Wake up, daddy! it's your special day!" The twins were jumping up and down on the bed with excitement.

I had to register on what they meant and quickly came to realize it was my birthday today, just another reminder of me getting old.

"Okay, I'm up, I'm up," I said, sitting up from the bed and stretching my limbs, before moving the blankets and swinging my legs at the edge of the bed.

"Come on daddy!" The twins said at the same time with a giggle, dragging me downstairs to the kitchen.

My nose was filled with the scent of homemade breakfast.

"Good Morning, birthday boy," My beautiful wife says with a happy smile, throwing her arms in the air.

"Girls this is-" I stopped and placed a hand over my chest. The kitchen was decorated with balloons, party hats, confetti, and a big buffet breakfast on the table.

Y/N made her way towards me, placing a birthday hat on my head while giving me a big kiss.

"This is amazing, girls. thank you so much!" I said with a smile.

I came over to the table and kissed the top of my son's head. He was beaming brightly in his highchair while eating cut-up fruit.

The twins came to sit at the table as Y/N went to get something and once she got back to the table.

We started eating breakfast and chatting a little bit. Shortly after breakfast, we were in the living room and I was opening my present from Y/N and the kids.

YOU

You smiled softly, watching the twins proudly present each birthday gift to their dad. Chris opened them with a giant smile on his face.

"I love this so much. Thank you so much, ladybugs!" He says. The twins' face lit up with a smile, stretching from ear to ear as they both jumped into his arms for a hug.

You’ve always wondered what type of father Chris would be and now that you both have three beautiful children together.

Seven year old girl twins and a four year old boy.

He’s such a great, loving, protective father, and there was no doubt in your mind that he wasn't gonna be all those things.

You were so caught up in your thoughts that you didn't even notice that Chris said something.

He repeats while nudging you with his shoulder; one eye lifted in confusion at your far-off look.

You snapped up, and your e/c eyes locked with his concerned blue eyes. "What?"

"I asked, what do you have planned for today?"

"Oh, sorry!" You said with a chuckle, taking the time to wrap your arm around his arm and laying your head on his shoulder.

"Well, we'll go on our daily family walk and then come back.”

“Then chill out for a couple of hours until the big surprise tonight which I'm not telling you anything about?" You said lifting your head to look at him.

"That sounds great, alright let's go," Chris said, kissing your cheek and getting up from the couch.

CHRIS

Once we got the kids and ourselves dressed and ready.

Instead of going on our daily walk around the block, we ended up going to the local dog pack where we let Dodger off the leash.

I sat underneath a tree with my son in my arms and watched with a smile as Y/N and the twins ran around and played fetch with Dodger.

I smiled heartily at how far I grew and reflected on my incredible life.

I had everything I'd ever wanted, a gorgeous wife, three beautiful children, an amazing dog, a wonderful family, and a great career that I loved.

gratitude changes everything

After the dog park and getting some lunch on the way home, it was time for the big surprise tonight.

"I'm driving and put this one," She ordered, handing me a red blindfold before putting the kids in the car.

I got in the passenger's seat and put on the blindfold.

During the car ride, we sang to every song on the road playlist, laughing as each song held a different type of memory.

When we arrived at whatever the hell we were, Y/N told me to stay in the car.

While she got the kids out of the car, not wanting to take me inside before checking everything was ready.

A few minutes went by, she came back and guided me out of the car to the entrance of a house.

"Okay, you ready babe?" She asked as we came to a stop.

"I was born ready, sweetheart!" I smiled happily as she giggled, taking the blindfold off.

The room was dark for a second till the lights were turned on. All of my family and friends jumping up all at once, letting out an echoing

"SURPRISE!". A huge smile grew on my face as I took in the scene before me.

I scanned the room, took in all of the decorations that were placed around as everyone crowded around me, giving lots of hugs and birthday wishes.

After greeting everyone and chatting with them a little bit. I caught a glance at Y/N’s who was recording my reaction.

She made her way towards me with a bright smile and I wrapped my arms around her, giving her a tight squeeze before letting go.

"Thank you so much, baby. This is so sweet and thoughtful." I said, looking down at her moving my arms down her waist.

"Anything for you, Chris. Now let's have some fun, birthday boy!" Y/N says with a smile. I smiled back and gave her a small peck on the lips before the party began.

YOU

Chris's birthday party went on for a couple of hours with a lot of laughter, love, dancing, and good conversation in a cheerful atmosphere.

And After Chris had received lots of love from all of us and plenty of presents.

It was time to sing happy birthday, the lights turned off once again and someone stepped out with a beautifully designed cake that had a lot of white candles.

Everyone started to sing, sync and cheer once Chris made a wish and blew out the candles.

After eating cake and conversing some more, it was time to call it a night.

You, Chris and Scott pitched in to help his mom clean up as everyone left, saying they'd see us very soon.

Heading out now since Mrs. Evans said you should get the kids home because they were all sleeping on the couch.

Once you got home and got the kids bathed, in their PJs and the bed. You and Chris went to take a shower together and had a little special time in the shower.

You and him couldn't get enough of each other, especially at the party, there was a lot of touching and smooching here and there.

"You like that, baby?" Chris asked as your nails scratched down his back as he continued to go faster and deeper.

"Yes, Chris. Oh, fuck right there. I'm so close, babe!" You said whimpering, trying your best to keep a grip on his shoulders.

And re-secure your legs around his waist as he keeps hitting your g-spot over and over again.

"Me too, beautiful!" Chris says, low and gravelly, pulling you into a kiss. Almost audible over the slap of wet skin and the water all around you both.

"CHRIS!!" You moaned into the kiss, coming hard and needy. Chris quickly followed after a few more thrusts, spilling inside of you.

As you still clung to him, hips eventually slowed before pulling away and setting you down on shaky legs.

When you both finished cleaning ourselves in the shower.

You and Chris stepped out, dried each other off, and now you both were dressed and cuddling in the bed.

"Thanks again. This was the best birthday ever, babe. I love you" Chris whispered in your ear, kissing the top of your head.

He began trailing his fingers up and down your spine which brought a smile on your face.

"You're welcome, baby. I love you too and I'm happy you had a great day." You said softly, moving up to gently kiss him.

You pulled away, beaming ear to ear gracefully into Chris's chest, glad that everything went great and that your hubby had a great 40th birthday.

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Prompt: Chris Evans story where your boyfriend is a cheating douche-bag. He cheats on you time and time again and you get into a bit of a depression. You confide in your best friend, Chris Evans. His consoling leads to sex, the sex soon turns into a regular thing and you get happy again. Your boyfriend sees your change and promises that he will never cheat again and that he will treat you better. You’re happy but sad at the same time because now you have to break things off with Chris. But Chris won’t have it; he says that you should stay with him and not your boyfriend. You’re not sure of which decision to make, so Chris lists off reasons why you would be better off with him.

Chris Evans x black!reader

A/N: my first Chris Evans story!! Let me know what you guys think of it.

A/N 2: I started this story a few years ago and it took me a long time to finish cause I was on a very long writing hiatus and didn't finish this until earlier this year, so some of the story goes off of what the summary says and I decided to turn this into 2 parts (could be more, depending on how long the 2nd part is). So no smut in this part, just angst and dumb jokes. This also originally wasn't going to be a black reader story, but seeing how my ACTUAL 1st Chris Evans story went pretty well (the Game On story) I decided to make it another one cause I love it.

C/W: angst, swearing, my dumb jokes, 3rd person story (it hurt my brain to write it this way, but I wanted to try something different)

“He did it again, Chris! Michael cheated on me with some big titted chick,” Y/N said as she sobbed into her best friend’s shoulder.

Chris rubbed his friend’s back, trying to calm her down. He knew how to handle situations like these since Y/N went through so many of them with her boyfriend. Chris thought her relationship with Michael was like a broken record: always repeating itself. It was good at first with the couple being so obviously in love, but that changed six months later when Michael decided that Y/N wasn’t enough and started to cheat on her with multiple women. Y/N had been given advice by Chris countless times about guys like Michael and she listened to him, she really did. But she always ended up forgiving her unfaithful boyfriend and enjoyed the makeup sex that Michael would give her after.

“He and that big titted chick can both go to hell for all I care,” Chris replied. Then he lifted his friend’s head from his shoulder and made her look directly in his eyes. “Hey hon,” he said using his ‘friendly’ nickname for Y/N. “I think it’s about time you dropped that lame ass zero and got yourself a hero.”

“Okay, Captain America,” Y/N chuckled while wiping her face.

Chris laughed too, but deep down he was really hoping that Y/N would actually consider dating him. They met seven years ago and became fast friends. But the bearded actor didn’t count on falling for Y/N a few years later when he was doing an interview for one of his new movies and Y/N was there to help support him and make sure his anxiety didn’t get the best of him. While in the middle of the interview, Chris started to feel a little fidgety, so he tugged on his ear; a sign that told Y/N that he needed her help. She was standing right behind the cameraman, so Y/N could see everything that Chris was doing. She saw the signal and started to make some weird faces for her best friend.

Y/N made Chris and the interviewer crack up that day, especially when she stood right behind the cameraman and started to bulge her eyes out at him, making him laugh as well. At that moment, Chris realized that he had found that special someone. That special someone that he wants to spend the rest of his life with and just keep forever, never let go.

Y/N was sweet, considerate and loved Disney movies and dogs as much as he did. So he felt that she was just perfect for him. He even started to mentally kick his ass for taking so long to realize this.

The interviewer asked Chris one last question before he had to leave.

“So, Chris, is there a special lady in your life? Ya know, besides your mother and sisters,” she asked.

Chris chuckled and looked right in Y/N’s direction with a bright smile on his face. “Well, I don’t have anyone yet,” the blonde answered, his eyes never leaving Y/N’s, “but I’m looking for her.”

“Chris? Chris, did you hear me,” Y/N asked suddenly, stopping Chris from remembering the day he fell for her.

Evans shook his head no. “Sorry, I zoned out for a few seconds.”

Y/N rolled her eyes. “I said I would love to find a new boyfriend, but I’m still in love with Michael.” Chris rolled his eyes this time. “Don’t do that, man. I can’t help that these are my feelings for him.”

“But what are your feelings for him right now! Aren’t you sad? Pissed? Or feeling like you just wanna punch that douche-bag in the face so hard that his face caves in a little bit?”

Chris’s friend nodded her head yes and started to sob again. He felt bad for making Y/N cry; he would never want to make her tears fall from her eyes unless they were tears of joy. He grabbed Y/N and embraced her for a few minutes until she was calm again. Once was she was, Chris pulled away from Y/N enough to look her in her eyes.

“Hey, promise me that you’ll forget about that douche for at least two weeks and just try to find someone better. Okay?” Chris begged with sincerity in his eyes.

“Okay,” I promise,” Y/N complied.

Chris kissed Y/N’s head and, after saying goodbye, left his friend’s house for the night.

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Chris returned to Y/N’s house a few weeks later. He rung the doorbell and heard a faint ‘it’s open’. Evans opened and closed the door behind him and blushed at the sight in front of him: there stood Y/N, wearing only a pair of boy shorts and an over sized t-shirt, no makeup. That’s when Chris thought, no knew, that Y/N was the most beautiful woman out there.

"Hi Chris," Y/N greeted her best friend with a warm hug and a kiss on his cheek. Evans couldn't help the blush that crept onto his face. He also couldn't help but to imagine if he and Y/N were together and he'd come home from being on set all day long, her greeting him the same way she was now except that she'd try to pull back a little to ask him about his day. But Chris would hold his lover in a tight embrace, kiss her so lovingly, so passionately, and ask about her day instead.

Yeah, Christopher Robert [Jamal] Evans would love that.

"Hey, Y/N," Chris replied as he breathed in the embrace. "How've you been lately?"

"A little bit better; not fully okay, but I'm getting there I think," Y/N answered.

Chris shook his head in disbelief. He knew when his best friend was lying to him. "Y/N," he whispered, "I can see in your eyes that you're hurting more than letting on. You sure you're doing fine?"

Y/N's smile was quickly replaced with a small frown. "I'm doin' fine, Evans," she answered, mocking Chris's Boston accent. "And, before you ask, yes I have went on a few dates with other guys; three to be exact. First guy wouldn't shut up about his ex-wife; like I was supposed to be his therapist or something. Second guy -this gorgeous dreadhead- we connected and shit, but he too wouldn't stop talking about his ex and his table manners were terrible." You rolled your eyes before finishing your list. "Last but not least, I went on date with Mr. I-Got-Tons-of-Money-Baby. We didn't connect at all and I'm sure it was cause of his cocky attitude and the way he talked down to people -it was disgusting! " The dateless woman flounced into her big living room and plopped down onto her L-shaped sofa. "Trying to find a new man is pointless, Chris. Either I start dating women cause why the fuck not!? Or I just give up on love all together."

Chris chuckled but then nervously cleared his throat after he came up with a great -but what he also thought was a heart attack inducing- idea. "Y/N," he stammered.

"Yeah, man?"

"If the whole thing with you dating females doesn't work out, but you still want to try to find love, then I know exactly who you should date next."

Y/N gave Chris a questionable look. He didn't say anything back, just raised an eyebrow and grinned mischievously. It took Y/N a few seconds to understand what Chris was talking about. But once she did, her mouth went into an O shape, showing her shock and surprise.

"Are you serious, Evans," Y/N exclaimed; eyes now wide as golf balls. "You wanna date me!?!"

The actor chuckled. He didn't think that his friend would be so shocked by his words. "I've been wanting to date you basically almost ever since we first met, Y/N. I just- -I just never knew what to say to you about it, or if you felt the same way or not and if you didn't then I didn't want to ruin our friendship, or if you did feel the dame way but then something bad happens to us down the road and then that messes with up our friendship and then there's the thing with paparazzi..." Chris was rambling on and on but Y/N was listening to everything he was saying. Hanging onto every word that was coming out of her best friend's mouth.

Y/N had never known that Chris had felt this way about her. It wasn't that she was completely oblivious (well, maybe a little), but she also never saw any signs of her friend being in love with her. Wait. Was Chris in love with Y/N? As far as she knew -or as far as she thought from what she was told so far- this was just a crush. A crush confession that apparently was a long time coming. She wondered how she felt for Chris; did she have the same feelings for him like he did for her? When they first met, all Y/N cared about was how Chris acted as a person, not as Captain America or as an actor in general. But as Chris Evans, an everyday man. Y/N knew, after that one day of meeting Evans, that she wanted to be best friends with the man, nothing more and nothing less. But now, with Chris' confession and continuous ramblings, Y/N was having different and a little bit confusing thoughts.

Sure Chris Evans is an very attractive man, physically speaking. But Y/N doesn't care about looks -much- when it comes to dating or anything for that matter. She thinks what makes people attractive is their personality more than anything, and she knows Chris has the best personality she's ever seen from a person. But she wasn't sure if she was ready to date him or anyone else for that matter. Although, if Y/N was going to date more, then Chris would probably be her number one pick.

"So, what do you say, Y/N," Chris asked, hopeful.

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And that's the end of part 1, everyone. Part 2 will be posted....probably next week or so. It is currently one of my WIPs so I'm definitely working on it.

But what do ya'll think will happen next? What will Y/N's answer to Chris be? Will she say yes, or will she say no? Who knows??? Except for me; I know. Also, you're Y/N; Y/N is you, so you better hope that you say something positive back :P Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this! Thanks for reading!!

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vannybarber · 3 years

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Twins!?

Summary: You just found out you're having twins....right before you give birth to them 🥴.

Christopher Jamal x Black Reader

Warnings: cursing, FLUFF, implied smut, Chris getting violated ✋🏽, him violating you back because he keeps that same energy 💅🏾.

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"So what you're saying is, there isn't one baby, there's two?" Chris asks the doctor, trying to process the information that was just given.

Very untimely, might you add.

"Uh, yes. According to what we've seen, the second baby was hidden behind the one you've seen on the ultrasound these past 9 months."

You could not believe it. As a matter of fact, you won't believe it. You look to your husband, who seemed to be just as out of it as you. You were having twins. 2 freaking babies.

"Oh hell no."

Everyone goes silent and turns their attention to you.

"See, we're not doing this. Nope."

"Well babe, we don't have a cho-"

"DON'T YOU THINK I SEE THAT CHRISTOPHER?" You yell, cutting him off. He presses his mouth in a small thin line and looks away. You would feel bad, but given the news, that was the least of your concerns.

"You know what? I need a drink. Someone get me some juice please. CAN I GET SOME JUICE, SOMEBODY?" Your mother hurriedly pours your apple juice, not wanting to hear your big mouth any longer.

You gulp down the liquid like it was a shot. You slam the cup on the little table connected to your bed and lean your head back into your infinite body of pillows which you annoyed the nurse for when you first got to the hospital.

"How in the world do you not see a full grown baby on the ultrasound?" You jerk your head up and look at the doctor like he was stupid.

"Mrs. Evans, this was an honest mistake. The nurse saw the ultrasound and so did I. This second baby hid themself pretty well."

"Well you know what? Since the baby wants to play hide and seek, they can stay in there. We'll have one baby and the other can stay for another 9 months. Since they want to be so funny." You were pissed and it showed, being you were spewing out ridiculous things.

"Chris this is all your fault." You look at him and roll your eyes in disgust.

"My fault? It takes two to tango, honey. I wasn't in that bed by myself."

"Well, I didn't make this baby alone. Excuse me- BABIES. As a matter of fact, I wouldn't have even gotten pregnant if it wasn't for your sperm. So now what?" You give him a look to try and top what you said.

"Hmmm. Last time I recall, you were the one begging me to give you a baby. Remember that sweetheart? 'Give me a baby, Chris! I want your baby inside me so bad!'"

He flails his hands around, mocking you.

"So I was generous enough to give you two." He crosses his arms, knowing you couldn't say anything else. "Where's my thank you?"

"I have absolutely no words." You look at your mom, who was watching the whole thing, embarrassed. "My daughter and son-in-law are freaks. Let me sit down." She sits on the couch in the corner and rubs her temples. Lisa just shakes her head, trying to contain her laughter.

"You know what Chris?" Your voice is shaky and tears legitimately start blurring the lower part of your vision, Chris' shirt and below in a salty, wavy sea.

"Baby, please don't cry. Oh gosh." He walks closer and rubs your forehead, grabbing your hand and rubbing it too.

"I don't wanna push out two babies." Now the tears were down your face, under your chin and in your mouth. You looked absolutely ridiculous. "Now we have to get double everything."

"I know baby, but it will be worth it in the end. I promise. I'll help set up everything. It'll be fine." You whip your head at him.

"Chris, it took us- well you- almost 2 weeks to put up the crib!" You wipe your tears and whine some more.

"Well, that's- that's true. But that isn't the point. We're in this thing together alright? I got you, sweetheart. Don't worry, I got you."

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A few hours later of blood and screeching, not from you, but from your manchild of a husband because you were gripping the hell out of his hand, your two chunky wittle babies were born.

As soon as they both were out, your mom couldn't help but voice her thoughts.

"Damn, those are some big ass babies. Y/N, what were you eating?" You didn't take offense because you and your mom play like that.

"Let's just say 10x worse than my normal diet. But that explains me literally feeling my vagina tear while I was pushing."

Chris shudders at your words.

Holding them, you felt tired and proud all at the same time. They looked just like Chris. They both had dark red brownish hair. His genes were strong.

"I want to name the girl and you can name the boy."

"Whatever you want, pumpkin." Chris wasn't even paying attention because all his focus was on his baby girl. Your mom had your son and she was just as obsessed.

"Her name will be Nala Ariel Evans." It was from your favorite Disney movies, The Lion King and The Little Mermaid.

"I love it!" Lisa was also a Disney fan.

"You have a name yet, Papa?" You turn admire the scene before you.

"And Christopher, I swear on everything, do NOT give my son some weird ass name like Trex or Bronson or Fletcher. Because we will have a problem."

"Well I was thinking Boston." His uneasy and nervous tone was clear. Everyone waiting for your reaction. You contemplated for a while.

"Fine. Only because it's your home." You smile when he pumps his fist slightly, making sure not to disturb Nala.

"I love you Christopher."

"I love you too, mama."

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Help- Chris give me a kid. You don't even have to pay child support.

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