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The arm placement. The way his hips move. Just everything about this man
🫠🥵💦
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nicolarobertson89 · 2 years
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Imagine ~ Finding one of Chris’ shirts from The Gray Man that the wardrobe shrunk and putting it on Dodger. When Chris gets home, he erupts with laughter at what he sees in front of him. Once he calms down, he tells you that he loves it and couldn’t think of anyone better for it to fit than his best buddy.
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miserable-sarah · 1 year
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Impressive 18+
Pairings: Steve Rogers X Reader Warnings: Smut, NSFW, rough Steve, Dom!Steve Summary: You and Steve go on a mission together, he's impressed with you but doesn't want to admit it.
"Captain on your six" You say, catching his attention. He does his normal super soldier moves.
"4 down"
"I got 3 down"
"One more" He loves to make things a competition even though he doesn't admit it. You run trying to find the last guy, you want to beat Steve there. You see the guy in front of you and jump on his back taking him down. Steve comes and finishes the job.
"Hey! I had him." you say to him huffing.
"I just helped." He shrugs
"Mhm, helped your ego" You smirk, he just looks away, smiles, and chuckles, knowing he's caught. You get on the jet waiting for Steve to come on. You're not sure if Steve trusts you or likes you. He's always on you and he's always taking your men or women down. He makes you feel like you're not good enough and that you just need to be babysat.
"You okay?" Steve asks, taking his seat up front.
"Yeah." You say quickly. You sit on the bench looking at your hands and arms making sure you have no marks on you.
"You sure?"
"Yeah" You fake smile at him.
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You finally get back to the compound, Steve has been hounding you for hours on the ride. It's not even a big deal but now he's really getting on your nerves. You walk in, no one is around they all must be out on missions. You walk into the meeting room and Steve is behind you.
"Are you sure, because now you seem mad."
"Steve! I'm fine!" You snap.
"Don't shout at me." Steve says stepping towards you, you back up.
"You're not listening"
"You're not telling the truth." He towers over you, you go to push him but he grabs your wrists and holds them against the wall. His body is so close to being pressed up against yours that your mouth gets dry. "So, tell the truth"
"You hover over me and never let me celebrate my wins" You stare into his eyes. "I'm either bad or really good and you don't like it"
"Is that what you think?" He chuckles. He bends down to eye level, studying your features. He leans in close and whispers in your ear "You're just that bad" You get hands free and push him back against the table. He snickers and flips you so you're against the table.
"Steve" You struggle to get free, his body is pressed against you and his hands hold your arms down.
"I like it better when I'm in control." He smirks at you. You look at his eyes then his lips. You push yourself forward, he stops you. "I said, I like it better when I'm in control." He kisses you, smashing his lips on yours. You instantly moan in the kiss, you kiss him back. Your mouths are moving, your tongues fighting for dominance but you're giving it to Steve.
Steve puts his hands on your butt and lifts you up onto the table. You spread your legs and let him move closer to you. You tug at the bottom of his shirt and he takes it off. You look at his body in awe. You've seen it before and fantasized moments like this in your mind. You never thought you'd be here. He lifts up your shirt causing you to pay attention.
"I guess you like what you see" He teases you. You don't say anything, you unhook your bra letting it fall, you lay back on the table letting Steve take your jeans off along with your thong. You sit up on your elbows and watch him unbuckle his pants. He pulls you by your ankles making you get lower on the table. His large hands run over the curves of your body. "I always thought you were so perfect." he says softly. You look at his perfect face, his perfect teeth, his perfect jawline, his perfect eyes, and he's calling you perfect. "Well, until I saw you fight." Your jaw drops. You kick him back and he stumbles.
"Why would you say that? Especially right now?" You shake your head grabbing your clothes "God, I'm so stupid" Steve doesn't say a thing. He blocks the door, his frame is much bigger than yours and you know he can take you down. "Steve, move"
"No." He stands there shirtless with loose fitting pants. You just want to fuck him but you're trying to stand your ground. "Make me." He smirks. asshole. You try to move him but it's no use, Steve lifts you up pushing you against the door, your legs are wrapped around his waist, he kisses and nibbles at your neck. You throw your head back and moan.
"You've always wanted me, I can tell." He whispers in your ear. You shiver at his voice, he's right. You always have wanted him, even when he makes you so mad you just want to rip his clothes off.
"You're right" You say breathless.
"I'm always right." He moves back to the table laying you down. He leans over top of you, his hand dances around your clit. You tense up waiting for some real connection. His finger slips inside you, you let out another moan. You're not trying to be so desperate but it's been a while and you've been thinking about this for a very long time. He smirks at you and enters another finger. He pumps his fingers inside you, you arch your back. "So wet already"
"Steve" You moan, you just want to feel him inside you.
"Yes?" He asks cocky, knowing what you're going to say.
"Please, fuck me." You beg. Steve removes his hand from you and takes his pants off with his boxers. You gasp at his size not expecting him to be so big.
"Think you can take it?" he asks half seriously. You nod your head yes. "Good girl" He says lining himself up "I might not be able to hold bac-"
"Steve! Please!" You are cut off by yourself screaming, he slammed into you with no warning. Your nails dig into his forearms. He hisses at you but keeps going. He leans down and gives you a sloppy kiss, your fingers pull at his hair, he rests his forehead on yours looking into your eyes, watching the pleasure on your face.
"You're being such a good girl taking me" He says to you softly.
You let out a loud moan "Steve" you say, his words are making you feel 10x better.
"What baby, can't handle it?" He coos at you, almost making fun of you. You pull him in for another kiss, he speeds up going harder. He snakes his arms around your waist and picks you up. He slams into over and over. He groans and moans along with you. You can't believe this is happening right now. You never thought this would happen. Steve slams you against the wall making you gasp, you're pretty sure there's a dent in it now.
"Fuck Steve" you throw your head against the wall. Steve squeezes your cheeks.
"You feel so good, I want to cum inside you. I'm going to do that okay?" He nods his head with you. "Are you going to cum for me?" you nod your head and he lets go. Steve's hand finds your clit and fingers start rubbing you. You're taken over with pleasure, he's whispering dirty things in your ear, you can feel your body tense up and you clench around him. "Are you gonna cum baby? Hmm?"
"Yes, Steve" You moan out, he picks up his pace, his forehead is covered in sweat, he is so focused on what he's doing it makes him even hotter. He watches you, you close your eyes, your legs start to shake and you groan loudly. "Fuck!" you squeal as he continues to rub your clit and thrust into you. "Steve!" you squeal again, your whole body is taken with pleasure it's too much. "Please, stop" you wiggle around trying to get out of his grip but it's useless. Steve chuckles darkly and removes his hand, he puts you back on the table and contuines fucking you. You lay there trying to catch your breath.
"I'm going to fill you up" He grunts, his thrusts get sloppier and slower. You feel him cum inside you, you let out another moan. Steve thrusts a few more times, he stops and stays inside you. He rests his forehead on yours, breathing heavy.
"I told you" He says
"Told me what?"
"You couldn't handle it." He chuckles kissing your forehead , he gets up and puts his clothes back on, he helps you with yours, since your entire body feels like jell-o.
You hear people chatting, you know some of the others are back. You and Steve run out of that room into one of the bedrooms. ~
You walk downstairs and see Nat sitting there drinking coffee.
"New mission?" She asks
"Oh, no. The one with Steve was enough."
"You know he's only like that because he hates that you're so good. None of us babysit you when we're out there"
"He always wants to be in control" You mumble.
"What are you talking about?" Steve walks in the kitchen joining you Nat, you clear your throat thinking of last night.
"Uh, hey" Tony walks in "guys just remember we have servalnce all over this building." He glares at you and Steve, your eyes widened and you feel embarrassed all throughout your body.
"Ooh what happened?" Nat asks with a smile
"We need a new table is what happened" Tony walks away shaking his head.
You look at Steve who shrugs with a smirk.
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ronearoundblindly · 15 days
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A, D, E for jimothy please? 🥺💕
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Prompts from this dirty ask game, and since I am not able to make a story canonically accurate to time period or the location of The Loss of a Teardrop Diamond (plus I grew up in the South *gag* and don't want to relive it), this is for the Common Education, a modern AU, where Jimmy is finally taking advantage of his scholarship to NYU (not Ole Miss b/c *more gagging* sorry).
These asks do contain explicit description, so MINORS DNI.
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A - Alone Time
I don't even care if this is a spoiler, but you catch him masturbating once, before you two ever even admit feelings for each other.
Jimmy's roommate, Steve, is an art history major taking several of your classes. Since Steve is sickly, you were kind enough to set up a video feed of your lectures, and Steve often plays them whenever he's feeling up to studying/reviewing. Jimmy is very used to hearing your voice come from the adjoining room of his dorm suite.
What he doesn't realize, as he's daydreaming about you laid out on one of those flimsy tables on the lecture hall platform, is you are actually visiting your student to see how Steve is doing. Jimmy isn't listening to the exact conversation; he's just thinking about you muttering quietly as he runs his hands over you.
And then Jimmy 'imagines' you saying his name, chanting it really, loudly because his touch feels so good, and he reaches his end with an "'m coming' out loud.
Which made you--who was actually knocking to say a quick hello to your former student--think it's okay to open the door, and he scrambles to cover himself in bed, mid-orgasm.
🥴 so get excited for that tale...
At the general store he took over from his drunk father back home, he only needed a computer that could calculate finances and contact suppliers, do some inventory tracking, etc. He didn't need a fancy laptop and he didn't need it at home, so Jimmy has never bothered much with porn. He had some casual girlfriends over the years, and Jimmy is...pretty good-looking. He never hurt for company.
Working 16 hour days regularly also left very little time to care about anything other than sleep.
D - Dominance
Jimmy might not be forward, but, yes, he is dominant. The largest population in his hometown was farm animals, and his own parents were a terrible example of a relationship. We are lucky he knows not to just mount someone he likes and stuff his dick in.
Jimmy was one of those men who didn't understand female pleasure until a knock-down, drag-out, drunk screaming fight with his ex at a bar. To be fair, how would he know he hadn't made her come if she faked it every time?
Anyway, he's dominant in the way that he's pretty raunchy in bed. He praises and coaches you as much as he orchestrates your position. He also does all this with respectful vocabulary but in an extremely dirty voice.
It's, uh... It's good. It's real good.
E - Extra Info
He has smoked for so long he has an oral fixation. Enjoys using his mouth on you very much. If he weren't quite vanilla in his sexual tastes, he'd probably realize there's a reason he loves you in a choker necklace. Just saying. Oh! And Jimmy go nuts over dainty, feminine things you wear. Lace panties are kinda his pinnacle of 'needs to fuck now' if he sees you wearing them.
He's never admitted to another living soul that he's had a fantasy about being cockwarmed while he stands behind the store cash register. Also, last but not least, Jimmy gets way more aggressively naughty during sex the fancier/nicer yours/his clothes are. I don't have an explanation for that, but I know it's a fact. So there. 😁
Thank you for asking!
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[Main Masterlist; Dirty Asks Masterlist; Ko-Fi]
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just-a-pole-sir · 8 months
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I see everyone with the pits and feet confessions is just as freaky as me here, glad I'm not alone.. I fantasize about licking Chris Evans' armpits a lot...
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lilacevans · 2 years
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cevansbaby-dove · 6 months
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Chris sitting like that....
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Looks like a nice seat...😉
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biteofcherry · 2 years
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Had this really nasty thought haunting me and my 😺 today
warnings for absolute filth (it's not dark, just intense)
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~ * ~
Outside, the day seemed as light as it started for you - sunrays fanning out over the lush greenery, the blue of sky barely stroked with a few thin clouds, gentle breeze swayed branches of the trees.
It was a day perfect for a picnic and a sweet sundress.
And you got to enjoy it for a few hours, accompanying Steve to his company's family picnic.
For the bloodthirsty shark of a CEO that Steve Rogers was on a daily basis, he carried a lighthearted ease when among friends and his employees' families. You couldn't stop smiling, your eyes full of awe and love, as you watched Steve talk with people around the grill or toss the ball with a few of the kids.
So it took you by surprise when his demeanor changed at the flip of a switch once you got home.
Oh, you knew that dangerous, dark gleam in his eyes - a hunger for your suffering. You got to experience it quite often.
It was just shock and confusion, since you behaved so good at the picnic; complying to every rule, keeping away from other men, almost constantly by Steve's side.
Perhaps your obedience turned Steve on so much he felt the need to ruin his perfect, sweet girlfriend into his whore.
He didn't even order you to strip, just ripped the pretty dress off of you. You knew better than to complain, staying still as he harshly took off your underwear. He'd buy you new things, anyway.
It all went like blur then, your mind barely catching up with sensations your body was attacked with. Only now you had a chance to somewhat catch up with it.
Steve had you kneeling in the middle of your sunlit living room.
Floor to ceiling, sliding glass patio doors allowed the sun to glint on your sweaty skin. If yor garden was any smaller and your neighbours lived closer, they'd have a great view of your naked, writhing body.
Steve was seated in one of the armchairs, still mostly clothed. His feet were bare, the yellow-and-black checkered button down now completely unbuttoned, displaying the white beater underneath and tattoos bountifully decorating his torso. With his legs spread wide, giving room to his growing hard-on.
In one hand he held a bottle of beer, taking sips as he enjoyed the wrecked art piece he created out of you.
Steve's hair was messed, not as much from picnic activities as from the quick, brutal way he went down on you. Kept you bent over the couch as he bit into you, licking and slurping until you were wet enough to slip the Lush inside your cunt.
He brought out his toy bag - one that meant a long and humiliating torment was awaiting you.
With a spreader bar he secured your legs wide, to make sure you wouldn't be able to clench your thighs. Parts of custom made leather harness allowed him to cuff your wrists to your thighs.
The vibrating egg was already on, making you drip onto the floor, while Steve forced a spider gag into your mouth.
And he left you like that, kneeling in front of him on the floor as he drank his beer.
Gurgling sounds left your throat as vibrations rocked you closer to a peak.
Slick dripped down your thighs and onto the floor. Drool trickled down your chin, dripping onto your chest.
Steve didn't even use your mouth yet, just enjoyed your tongue moving around, your spit making a mess, your helpless sounds.
When you whined, more drool falling out, Steve smirked.
He brought the beer bottle to his lips to take another swig, with his other hand changing the settings of your Lush on his phone. A stronger vibration kicked in, causing you to moan like a broken whore.
Steve's favorite state to have you in.
Your eyes glazed with tears forming from the overwhelming sensations, but you saw him stand up and unzip his pants.
He took his cock out.
The sight of it would make you drool if you weren't already. Thick and long, slightly curved; it was always a nearly painful stretch to have him enter you.
Steve rested one of his hands on the back of your head as he slowly pushed his cock into your open mouth.
Metal rods of the spider gag dug harsher into your cheeks as Steve's hips pushed into your face, the head of his dick hitting the back of your throat and his balls sticking to your spit-covered chin.
He stayed deep in your throat until you began choking, your body tensing and fighting back.
Tears streamed down your face. Instinctively, you tried to reach your hands up and push Steve's away, but your wrists were cuffed to your thighs. You yanked helplessly at your bonds, chains clinking.
Steve finally pulled out, his dick shiny with your spit. A string of drool stretched between your bottom lip and the tip of his cock; it broke as he withdrew and splashed over your chin.
You felt a little dizzy and the vibrations relentlessly abusing your pussy were making your head even more cloudy.
Steve fisted his cock and started stroking, looking down at your ruined state.
Your gorgeous eyes wet with tears, makeup smudged, with dark streaks down your cheeks, chin and chest glistening with drool. Your thighs shone with slick. Neon pink antenna of the vibrating egg nestled against your mound, beautifully contrasting with your skin. You were shaking, yanking on your chains; making incoherent, pathetic sounds.
Still not as ravaged as he could make you.
"If you come before I do," Steve's low voice caressed you like an edge of a blade, "I'll be fucking only your ass for the rest of the night."
"But if you hold off, I'll fill your sweet cunt over and over again. Just how you love it most."
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musette22 · 2 years
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No one:
Chris Evans: hehehehe 😆
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bigtreefest · 2 months
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Accidentally convinced my mom to watch Snowpiercer with me, but I won’t complain
😏🤤😍😈
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nicolarobertson89 · 2 years
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Imagine ~ Going to see Chris do his voiceover for Buzz in his new movie, Lightyear. You know how excited he is for this role and you can't wait to see the behind-the-scenes of it all.
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As you’re sitting watching him, you see him laugh and smile, which makes you laugh and smile too. Knowing that he is happy makes you happy.
PS ~ I hope you all have someone or something that makes you happy, no matter what it is 💛
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xcaptain-winterx · 1 year
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This is Lloyd when you won’t shut the f up
He’ll make sure you’ll be silent 😏
Lloyd loves you but right now you are really pushing his limits. You’ve been cursing him out since you found out that he’s missing date night because he needs to take care of some work. He doesn’t know if he’s more annoyed or his guest who’s attached to some electric wires.
“Pumpkin, stop that shit or I’m going to make you shut up”
Lloyd curses as an ashtray flies right pass his head and shatters against the wall.
“Oh you fucking minx”
He grabs you by your hair and slams you on the floor (making sure though, that you don’t hit your head), kneeling right above your head, crotch exactly over you. Lloyd grabs your arms and pulls them above your head and then puts his knees on them, making it impossible for you to move them. You yelp when your blouse gets cut open by Lloyds knife, to which he laughs.
“What, not so mighty now, are you?”
Lloyd slaps your breast when you throw another curse at him. He unzips his pants and pulls out his semi hard dick and slaps your cheek with that too, smearing precum all over it.
“I’m going to fuck that bratty little mouth of yours until I’m satisfied and then we have that fucking date” he says, shoving his dick down your throat.
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just-a-pole-sir · 8 months
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not into feet (ew) or pits (ew) like those degenerates who've been sending you asks, but what I wouldn't do to get Chris Evan's piss.... Jk about the degens, but I'm serious about piss. Like cockwarming him while he's watching a movie and he just unleash a torrent of hot piss down your throat without warning and you're kinda grossed out but very much turned on
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lilacevans · 2 years
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''THEY'VE GOT NO BULLETS.'' | my favourite scene from snowpiercer
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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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cable-knit-sweater · 2 years
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Chris doing interviews on not enough sleep:
“the mustache is part of all of you, you know what I mean? It’s inside all of us…. maybe, maybe, maybe.. phrasing could’ve been better”
“I wouldn’t want to put more of me into Captain America…the phrasing here doesn’t sound great”
I mean…
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