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Playing With Fire

Chapter 21

Summary: After a change of heart nearly ten years into her career as a pediatric intensive care unit nurse, Ellie Maxwell has moved back home and returned to her old job at the local bakery, where the regulars are the firefighters from down the street. When sparks begin to fly between Ellie and the guarded, closed-off Chris, will anything come of it?

Pairing: Firefighter!Chris Evans X OFC Elizabeth “Ellie” Maxwell

Word Count: 3,248

By: @k-evans-writes and @ourfinest-hour

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Warnings: SMUT. 18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI. We block minors!

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Ellie put the last of the groceries into the freezer, watching as the brightly colored Eggo box disappeared as she shut the freezer drawer. Turning around, her eyes found Hazel at the island, her legs kicking as she flipped through a picture book happily. “Alright Hazie, are you going to help me make dinner?” She asked, glancing at the pot of boiling water on the stove.

It still felt wildly unfamiliar to be in Chris’ home taking care of Hazel without Chris, but as the weeks had gone by, they’d fallen into a rhythm. Chris worked his normal schedule, being gone from Thursday mornings to Saturday evenings, while Lisa and Ellie split caretaking days. And it certainly didn’t hurt that today was a special Friday, one on the cusp of a weekend away for all of them, and one where Chris’ arrival home was imminent.

“Can Mr. Duck help too?” Hazel replied, reaching for the well-loved – and worn-out – looking duck toy next to her.

“How about we have Mr. Duck supervise us. I’ll put him right here where he won’t get dirty,” Ellie smiled, reaching to put the duck on the counter, a good distance from the stove. “Can you grab the box of spaghetti?” She added, pointing to the pantry.

Hazel followed her instructions, but when she came out of the pantry a few moments later, ehr brows were furrowed in confusion. Ellie took the box from her when she held it up, but Hazel quietly informed her, “These aren’t the right ones.”

“What do you mean, Hazie? These are spaghetti,” Ellie chuckled as she dumped the noodles into the boiling water. By the time the water was salted and the timer was set, Hazel had pulled a barstool over next to Ellie and climbed on top of it.

“Daddy and Mommy always buy the green ones,” she said with a shrug.

“Oh do they?” Ellie asked, and when she remembered which box had the ‘green noodles’, she was outright impressed with Ashlee and Chris’ sly vegetable inclusions. “Well we’re just going to have a different kind tonight, but next time I’ll make sure I buy the right box.”

Hazel nooded, her hand moving to play with the beaded bracelet she’d made at camp that week. “Can we have them tomorrow?”

“Remember that tomorrow we’re going to take you to spend a few days with your mom,” Ellie reminded her with a smile, moving around Hazel to grab the jar of pasta sauce, opening it and handing it – along with a bowl – to Hazel. As Hazel silently dumped the jar of sauce into the bowl, almost emotionless at Ellie’s mention of Ashlee, she asked the little girl, “Are you excited to see her, Hazie?”

Hazel was quiet for several long moments, watching as Ellie took the bowl and put it in the microwave. “Yeah, I miss mommy,” she finally admitted, near silently.

“I heard that mommy tried to call you and you told daddy that you didn’t want to talk…” Ellie mentioned, remembering the surprise in Chris’ voice when he told her about it earlier that week. A frown appeared on the five-year-old’s face as she shrugged, looking down at her bare feet. “Hazel, why didn’t you want to talk to her?”

“I dunno,” she finally answered, her voice small and meek.

“Were you mad at her?” Ellie asked, watching the way Hazel glanced at her quickly before her gaze shifted away, instead landing on Mr. Duck. “You know that it’s okay if you were, honey. You can tell me.”

“I guess so,” Hazel sighed with a shrug, her frown remaining. “She moved away.”

“It’s okay to be upset, Hazie, but you still need to talk to her,” Ellie told her quietly, stirring the pasta quickly before she reached a hand out to hold Hazel’s. “Do you know just how much your mommy loves you?”

“A lot…”

“That’s right, and her moving didn’t have anything to do with you. She loves you like crazy and is so excited to spend the weekend with you,” Ellie smiled, dropping Hazel’s hand to play with her curly hair, tucking a stray strand behind her ear and fixing her braid. “And I know you’re excited to see her too.”

Hazel was quiet as Ellie fixed her hair carefully, her brown eyes wide and upset as she confessed, “I miss mommy, I miss her a lot.”

“Then you know what you need to do?” Ellie asked, her voice dripping with forced enthusiasm. “You need to tell her that and make sure that you tell her how much you love her tomorrow when you see her.”

Hazel nodded, a small smile on her face. “Okay, I will,” she agreed, standing on one leg before she alternated to the other.

“Now though I think you better try one of those peanut butter cookies I made while you were at camp and tell me if they’re any good,” Ellie told her, pulling the tupperware container of cookies to sit in front of Hazel with a grin.

The sound of the front door opening echoed in the home before they each heard the sound of Dodger’s nails clacking on the floor, making Hazel scramble down to the floor to happily throw her arms around the dog and pet his soft fur and plant a big kiss on his head, making the sound of Chris’ laughter ring out before asking, “Hey do I get one of those kisses?”

“Daddy!” Hazel laughed, squirming away from Chris as his beard tickled her skin.

“There’s my Hazel Bo Basil,” Chris smiled, crouching down as he hugged his daughter for the first time since early Wednesday morning. “How was camp today?”

“It was fun, look at the bracelet I made!” Hazel excitedly told him, holding up her wrist and showing Chris the colorful bracelet. “Then Ellie took me to Target and let me pick out a new toy!”

Ellie gasped just as Chris met her eyes and gave her an amused look, saying to the little girl, “Hazel! That was supposed to be our secret!”

“As if I didn’t already know you spoil her like crazy,” Chris laughed, kissing Hazel’s forehead again and giving her one last squeeze – and tickle – before he stood up.

Ellie just playfully stuck her tongue out at Chris, making him laugh before he made his way over to her and finally got the kiss they both were eager to share. It didn’t last long, everyone getting into their dinner routine of Chris pulling out all the plates and getting drinks for everyone, Hazel getting the napkins and silverware, while Ellie finished the food and dished it up.

With the warm weather, they took their meal out to the deck, enjoying the sunshine while they ate. Hazel had barely finished her last bite before asking if she could play in the sprinkler, Chris easily agreeing and moving to turn it on for her while she changed into her swimsuit. Hazel came running back out to start hopping through the spray of water while Dodger chased her. Both he and Ellie enjoyed the amusing entertainment and sounds of her giggling before they each sat back in their chairs after finishing the meal.

“How did everything go today?” Chris asked her curiously, his voice low as his eyes followed the girl and happy dog.

“Good,” Ellie shrugged, twirling her fork around the spaghetti. “We had a talk about Ashlee.”

His eyebrows raised in surprise from behind his dark sunglasses. “Oh did you?” He asked, reaching to take a sip from his wine.

“She’s still working through her feelings and I think is just feeling upset about everything. She told me how much she misses Ashlee so I told her that she needs to tell her that when we drop her off tomorrow,” Ellie explained, giving him a soft smile of reassurance.

“Thank you Elles, you’ve just been… incredible through all of this,” he paused, shaking his head in awe. “And Ashlee recognizes that too. She said so when I talked to her on the way home.”

Ellie raised her eyebrows quickly at the mention of Ashlee, giving him a slight frown. “I hope that conversation went well.”

“It did. We were just figuring out where to meet tomorrow when we swap Hazel since we’re going to meet halfway,” he shrugged, leaning away from his empty plate and looking back out at Hazel with a fond smile. “I also talked to her about something else…”

“That sounds a little ominous,” Ellie huffed out a laugh.

“No, it’s good,” he reassured her, pausing before he grinned slightly. “We had always agreed that neither of us would have anyone spend the night while Hazel is in the house, but we’re breaking that for you.”

“Oh Chris, are you sure? Is Ashlee okay with that?” She hurriedly asked, her cheeks warming.

“We agreed that it’s not fair for you to help out so much with Hazel and then also not ever get any time to ourselves,” he explained with a shrug, a slight, brief smirk on his lips. “And I know that you’re going to say you don’t mind but I do. It’s not good for our relationship to never be able to be alone… and I miss you, Elles. I miss us being together.”

“I do too,” Ellie admitted honestly, tilting her head as she watched him. “I can’t wait for our camping trip this weekend.”

“God, me too. It’s our first time being alone since all of this started over a month ago,” Chris sighed, shaking his head.

Ellie raised an eyebrow, her voice dry as she replied, “Trust me, I know.”

“Don’t worry, I’m going to make it up to you this weekend,” Chris promised, before he paused with a large smirk. “And then some.”

The promise was on the forefront of his mind, and Chris was determined to keep his word the next day as they drove out to a campsite. They’d already dropped Dodger off at Scott’s that morning, followed by handing off Hazel to Ashlee at a McDonald’s just off the highway about an hour outside of the city. And while they were filled with excitement, there was that overwhelming sense of peace Chris always felt when he was with Ellie, the feeling of her hand in his as they drove making him feel as if everything was right with the world.

Their hands stayed connected as they hiked out to the lake, finding the spot Chris used to spend a lot of time at before Hazel or Ashlee were ever in his life and it felt so good to be back. They dropped their packs before Chris pulled out the good sized tent, getting straight to work setting it up while Ellie organized their cooking supplies and set them up neatly.

Chris was so engrossed in setting up the tent that he didn’t even look over at Ellie until he was completely finished with it but once his gaze met hers, nothing else was on his mind. He found her sitting on a nearby rock, her shoes long gone and blonde hair starting to fall out of its ponytail. The baggy gray tee shirt clung to her glistening skin and those tiny spandex shorts showing off her long legs.

His voice was low and reverberated inside his chest while he told her with hunger in his eyes, “C’mere.”

Ellie’s brows furrowed as she let out a short laugh, asking him, “Why?”

“I think you know why,” Chris told her as he moved closer, coming to rest in front of her as she squinted up at him and into the sunlight.

“I didn’t realize the woods got you so worked up,” she laughed as a sideways grin appeared on her lips.

He shrugged, his lips pursed playfully as he simply replied, “They don’t, but finally having you all to myself does.”

And Chris knew just how that was. The past month had been full of so many ups and downs, first with his emotions going for a roller coaster ride with finding out Ashlee’s news and then having to tell Hazel and have the fallout of her feelings that came after. Ellie had been nothing but kind and patient through it all, but the circumstances had only allowed them to be in bed together once, and it had ended up being quick with Ellie having to leave for the bakery soon after.

It felt like heaven when his lips were finally on hers again without having to hold anything back, and by the way Ellie was rubbing her body up against him like a kitten, he could tell that he wasn’t the only one who had missed this. They kept kissing and kissing fervently out in the sunshine, the peaceful sounds of nature around them mixed with a few grunts that came from Chris’ lips and Ellie’s little sighs as he sucked on her bottom lip.

He started walking her a little closer to the tent, his hands grabbing her shirt in the process and tossing it over to land on the nearby backpack, telling her, “You’re not going to need that.” His lips attached back to her neck while his fingers unclipped her bra, easily pulling that off, “Or this.”

“Probably not these either,” Ellie smiled, hooking her fingers into her tiny shorts and shoved them down her legs, leaving Chris feeling as if he was going to pass out, getting to see her naked frame glistening in the bright sunshine.

He walked them backwards as she met his lips, her hand keeping his face pressed to hers as they entered the tent. She only broke away from his lips to zip the flap of the tent, and once she turned around, his heart began racing. Chris was internally thankful that he had the foresight to pump up the air mattress at the same time he set up the tent, already having Ellie laying out on it, her blonde hair falling around her face while she reached out for him.

“God, I missed you like this, Elles,” he practically panted as he looked at her, seeing the desperation in her eyes.

But she didn’t get a chance to respond to him, Chris not being able to wait any longer to lower his face down, pressing his lips along her thighs before he reached his destination. He loved hearing the hitch in her throat when he placed a tender kiss right above her slit while he wrapped his thick arms underneath her legs, snaking them around to hold onto her hips. Chris could feel his own desire pressing hard against his shorts but he pushed that from his mind as he dove in in one swift move.

A shiver ran down his spine and he wasn’t sure if it was from getting to finally taste her again, hearing the sharp gasp that came from those beautiful pink lips, or the way her back arched in response to him. He tightened his hold on her hips, pulling her lower half even tighter to him, letting his tongue rub along every part of her warm core and only making the temperature in the tent get hotter.

He didn’t let up, meticulously moving his tongue up and down just the way she liked, causing Ellie to wriggle and writhe underneath him. Chris almost forgot how sensual she looked when she was this way, thighs clenching tightly around his shoulders while her back kept arching and falling like the crashing of the ocean waves. He loved the feel of her soft skin against his touch while her melodic cries filled his ears, her body clenching and inviting his tongue to go wherever it pleased.

Normally he loved to bring her to her peak this way, getting to kiss her soft body as she came down from her high and slowly move into easing inside her, but this time was different. They both wanted each other, and they wanted it bad. He knew there would be more than enough time for romanticism, tenderness, and slowness, but he wanted her fully cognizant, desperate, and needy for him, and that’s exactly what he got when he pulled his glistening beard away from her.

“No, no, please baby,” she whined, her hands moving helplessly towards him.

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to leave you hanging, sweet girl,” he promised with a smirk, leaning down and kissing the closest patch of skin and earning a sharp intake of breath.

He watched the way she rubbed a hand along her face that was tightly screwed up, her body begging him for more. Chris was absolutely throbbing as he gazed at her, peeling off his clothing as quickly as he could and got back to pin her underneath his broad frame. He started nipping along her shoulder while he used a hand to line himself up at her wet entrance and pushed in gently, knowing that she might need a moment to adjust but when Ellie just whined and rolled her body up against his, hands clutching at his neck, he knew that she was more than ready.

Chris began to find a steady pace, using his effortless strength to snap his hips in hard and deep with each thrust, causing Ellie’s fingertips to dig into his shoulders from the deep pleasure. He could barely hang on himself, it had been so long since he was tucked deep inside her warm inviting walls that hugged him so tightly. He needed this – no they needed this and their ragged breath informed one another just how much.

“Elles, I can’t,” he grunted, pausing as he let out a shuddering breath. “I can’t make it much longer.”

As if replying to him, her legs wrapped around his firm backside and only pulled him into her even deeper, wordlessly saying she wanted whatever he was going to give her. He tried to steady his breathing and keep going but God, she just felt so fucking good and the way she was moaning was something he knew he wouldn’t soon forget. He kept thrusting firm deliberate thrusts while bringing his hand down so that his thumb could start rubbing quick circles against her sensitive clit, making her whole body grow rigid as she clung to him.

He tried to hang on but just couldn’t handle the sensations, unable to stop himself from spilling out his white hot essence inside of her with a strangled “Fuck,” as he did so. Chris’ breathing was uneven and his hips were still but he kept working at her clit, only having to give a few more tight, pressing circular motions to have her body tightening up before finally having that mind blowing release that was written all over her beautiful face.

But now, as he gently pulled his softening length out of her and they caught their breath, he got what they had missed out on earlier. Chris laid down next to her and got to pull her sweaty body up against his own, kissing at the top of her head while he just held her, loving nothing more than feeling her tucked inside his embrace.

He was halfway to sleep when he felt Ellie move her head against the sweaty skin of his neck, and her voice was quiet as she asked him, “So is this a good birthday present? Even if it was a little delayed.”

“The best.”

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