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amor - Chris Evans [Social Media]

Part 1 | Part 2 | Can be read as stand-alones.

pairing: chris evans x singer!latina!reader

a/n: the first pic inspired me to write something and while I was writing illicit affairs (still a wip), I thought, wouldn't Danna Paola be amazing for a face claim? and boom, here you have it. Please enjoy and lmk your thoughts.

chrisevans

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chrisevans road trip pals

fan1 omg Dodger 😍

fan2 who have him the right to look this good while driving

fan3 wanna ride shotgun with him

↳ fan4 I just wanna ride him 🤭🤗

fan5 am I the only one wondering who took the pic????

↳ fan6 I was gonna comment this lol

↳ fan7 is he seeing someone???

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yourusername got red cheeks. gracias sol ☀ thank you sun

yourbff good thing you ain't driving bebé

↳ yourusername it was 1 incident and it wasn't even my fault

fan1 why is Chris Evans's brother liking her posts??

↳ fan2 omg I didn't notice that? Is she his girlfriend or something?

anitta bella bella bella

↳ yourusername you more baby

fan5 she's on a road trip at the same time chris evans is... suspicious

↳ fan3 we don't know that. They could be friends that go on trips together or be in completely different places

fan4 omg ur so pretty

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yourusername he said "get your feet out of my dash" so I did this 🤷‍♀️

arianagrande ur mind!!!

↳ yourusername I love loopholes 😂

fan1 omg that's Chris's car!!!!

fan2 that's Chris Evans's car dash

↳ fan3 he liked the post!!!

fan4 so they are dating asdfgh!!!11!!!!

fan5 I love her heels

↳ fan6 does anyone know the brand???

↳ fan7 check ynylnscloset

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chrisevans mi amor ❤

👤yourusername

yourusername mi amorcito ❤️ chrisevans

↳ chrisevans amorcito ❤️

yourbff careful with those hands evans!

fan5 I love themmmm

fan1 parentssss

scottevans finally!

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yourusername amorcito 🤍

👤chrisevans

chrisevans amorcito ❤️

↳ fan1 Chris solo sabe escribir amorcito lol

↳ fan3 he needs Spanish lessons rápido!

yourbff no credits for your photographer? ok.

fan5 they have matching bracelets

↳ fan2 omg they do!!!1!!

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fan1 Chris Evans and Y/N YL/N leaving the Golden Globes after making their debut as a couple on the red carpet.

👤chrisevans yourusername

fan2 they are perfect if that ever exists

fan3 I didn't know I needed Chris Evans and Y/N YL/N dating in my life but now that we have it, it's amazing

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yourusername me tiene como 'pa derretirte

chrisevans cant wait for the song to come out!!!

↳ yourusername dropping soon wink wink

fan1 we are getting a new song!!!!

fan5 new music!!!

fan1 the glowwww

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chrisevans mi chica 😍 yourusername

fan5 Chris also knows mi chica. progress.

yourusername te amo

↳ chrisevans te amo

↳ fan3 they said I love you in spanish rip me!!!!!!

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[mariasabanahabanabana]

RAZA, se viene fic (versión: especial de brujas) del Steve Murphy... Ojo que esto para nada planeado, pero en la semana descubrí la cantidad de fica que ese hombre tiene y me tentó... Só... Agarren se los calzones pa que no se les vayan a caer...

De paso les aviso que traigo uno de Andy Barber y de Chris Evans, so, ahora sí venimos / vengo con todo...

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Raza, a fic de Steve Murphy (versão: especial de bruxa) está chegando... Note que isso não foi nada planejado, mas durante a semana descobri a quantidade de fica que aquele homem tem e ele me tentou...

Apenas... Pegue sua calcinha para que ela não caia...

A propósito, vou avisar que estou trazendo uma de Andy Barber e Chris Evans, então, agora estamos chegando / I' venho com tudo...

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Raza, Steve Murphy's fic (version: Halloween special) is coming... ojo, that this wasn't planned at all, but during the week I discovered the amount of fics that that man has and it tempted me... So... Hold on, Grab your panties so they don't fall off...

Btw, let me tell you that I bring / wrote / Im writing one of Andy Barber and Chris Evans, so, now we come / I come with everything...

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✨may 2023 fic recs✨

please please please reblog to show your support for these incredible creators! and please check out/reblog their work!

also if anyone would like to send me fics to read i would love that!

this rec list includes fics for: bucky barnes, sam winchester, rafe cameron, jj maybank, negan smith, rick grimes, chris evans, and harry styles

bucky barnes

designated spider killer - @morsmordre-writes

“yelena accidentally plays matchmaker, bucky pretends he doesn’t want to live out his friends to lovers dream, and you’re just trying to live your life… to bad a stalker wants to be apart of it.”

sam winchester

we could stay - @imaginesfordifferentfandoms

“help me i’m doing hit on at a bar please be my fake boyfriend for a second”

rafe cameron

fair play - @laiiaaa

“you spend a sleepy morning with rafe”

one step forward - @biisexualemma

“rafe tried to help you out”

jj maybank

paradise on earth - @xreaderbooks

“y/n routledge was just an ordinary girl from the wrong side of the island in north carolina, school is out and a summer of keggers, surfing, and denying for feelings for her brothers best friend awaits her. that is until her brother john b and her friends find clues to a treasure her and john b’s dad spent his entire life searching for.”

the part where you kiss me - @laiiaaa

“you’re stuck with the job of getting a very drunk, very lovesick jj into bed”

negan smith

love made me crazy - @velvetcloxds

“falling for negan while he’s still being kept in his cell in alexandria has you questioning your sanity”

rick grimes

four words - @murd0cksl0ver

just some good rick fluff

chris evans

out of left field - @time-for-a-library

“after 29 years of friendship with chris, there’s nothing you wouldn’t do for him. when he finds himself in the midst of a PR nightmare at the same time your ex-boyfriend starts lurking around every corner, you enter a mutually beneficial, strictly PR relationship to save his career and keep your ex away”

harry styles

Jamaica causes lines to blur for Harry and best friend!Y/N - @harryisalrightig

“jamaica causes lines to blur for harry and best friend!y/n”

honey, i’m home! - @meetmeonafineline

“in which harry stiles and up and coming writer, y/n y/l/n, have been close friends for years. but when a photo posted to y/n’s instagram leads his fans to suspect the man in the picture is harry, and that the two are perhaps more than friends.

with her debut novel coming out, and the release of his second solo album, what will be revealed?”

latina!reader x harry universe - @avatar-anna

“a compiled list of all of harry and latina!reader’s adventures together”

[marie-hoe]

Real Person Fiction Masterlist

My past writing for real people. I don't write Real People fics anymore

Chris Evans

Don’t laugh at me| HC

Need More Time| HC

Say it again| pt2.| <1k

Garden Boy| HC

Eating Out| HC

Besties Already| HC

Down Low| HC

Meeting Chris| HC

Dating a Southerner| HC

Dating a Brit| HC

Dating a French| HC

Dating a Norwegian| HC

Dating a Latina| HC

Dating an Italian| HC

Dating a Muslim| HC

Dating an Indian| HC

Dating a Tall Girl| HC

Just Say It| >1k| Actress!Reader

Not a Problem| >1k| Younger!Reader

Ruin the Surprise| HC

Tease| >2k

Wet and Naked| <1k

Sebastian Stan

Leave your Shoes Here| HC

Settle in pt2.| HC

Fighting| HC feat. Chris Evans

Overreacting or Over Acting| HC

“Bucky” in bed| HC

Uncomfy|HC

Don’t Care| HC

Out of Reach| <1k

Vancouver| <1k

Teaching| >1k (pt1. here)

NSFW ABC

Evanstan

[houseofbrat]

Does ethnicity come up in a chart? Some readers said that Chris will marry an ethnic Latina or Black girl

Not with that verbiage. Usually it’s more about if you marry someone in your own “caste” (religion, economic class, etc.) or a foreigner. 

Chris does have a personal planet in his 7th house in the 3rd drekkana of Taurus, which specifically mentions “brown skin.” It’s possible he marries someone with “brown skin.” How “brown” is “brown skin”? No idea. Evans is pretty pale, so anything browner than him would qualify. Also would exclude Alba because in the pictures I’ve seen of her, she’s pretty pale. 

Alba whatever-her-last-name-is-because-I-don’t-care is not American, from what I can recall. I don’t recall Chris Evans’ chart implying that he was going to marry a foreigner, which automatically excludes her. Hence, an American with “brown skin” seems more likely. 

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Anything Could Happen (Chris Evans x Latina!reader)

Description: You were on your way home, from Boston after visiting your brother and his family, deciding on getting a coffee before your flight. Fortunate enough for you, you bump into a special someone that might just change your life for the better. 

Song: Anything Could Happen by Ellie Goulding

Warnings: None?

Word Count: 2,362

You were sad to leave your nieces and nephew but as they walked further away you resisted everything to run over to them and give them and give them one last hug. They were your world, so you enjoyed this past week with them and your brother and sister in law. You made your way through TSA in the airport, once you had placed your shoes back on you decided on grabbing a coffee before heading over to your gate.

You took a glance at your watch, you had about an hour before your take off time. Noticing a Starbucks on your way over to your gate, you smiled to yourself. Usually, when it came to airports you always tried to find your gate first before even deciding on going to the small stores to look around, so you thought this was your lucky day.

“Hi, what can I get for you!” the Barista behind the counter asked with a smile.

You smiled back and asked for your usual drink, you paid for the coffee and then went over to the pick-up area. You looked around and noticed it wasn’t quite packed, you had expected more people scrambling around. After a couple of minutes you heard your name being called, you walked over to the small counter and picked up your drink, “Grande Iced Coffee for Chris!” the barista called out as you grabbed a straw.

You quickly turned around, accidentally bumping into someone, “oh gosh, I am so sorry!” You exclaimed as you put your drink back on the counter, you grabbed a napkin and began wiping the man's coat. He chuckled as he brushed off the small drops of liquid. You didn’t take in the man's facial features as you were busy attempting to clean his jacket. So much for having a lucky day.

“It’s alright,” he said as he gave you a gentle smile, “water resistant,” he said with a wink as he gestured to his coat. He grabbed a drink from the counter, you grabbed yours, “again I’m sorry,” you said as you began walked away. All you wanted to do was to forget what had just happened.

“Um, Y/n?” you turned around, how did this man know your name? “I think you have my drink.”

You looked down at the drink in your hands, facepalming you walked back over to the man, “I am so sorry! I’d lose my head if it wasn’t screwed on.” You guys switched drinks. You were so embarrassed, your cheeks began to turn red, what was going on with you?

He couldn’t help but chuckle at your comment, you both made eye contact for a few seconds before he cleared his throat, “it’s a beautiful name, by the way, Y/N.” The man, you assumed who was Chris, was quite handsome. You took in his sharp blue eyes, as you looked over his features, his beard suited him, you thought.

You blushed at his comment, “thanks.” You noticed the clock behind the counter for the Barista’s, you had about forty minutes and you still hadn’t found your gate, “I- uh, have to go.” Chris sighed to himself as he watched you walk away. He debated on going after you, but you seemed to be in such a hurry, he didn’t want to make you late for anything. Yet he couldn’t help but feel this sort of connection towards you, the way you guys made eye contact you didn’t even recognize him. It was rare when someone didn’t recognize him.  

“Blueberry scone for Chris!” the Barista called out, Chris grabbed the small bag and thanked the Barista. He glanced at his watch, cursing silently to himself, “I’m gonna be late,” he muttered as he grabbed a straw for his drank and ran out towards the crowd of people.

Once you arrived at your gate you noticed that they had already begun boarding, you quickly walked over to the line, once it was your turn you showed your ticket along with some I.D. and then walked along to the plane. After about ten minutes, you finally found your seat in the back of the plane. Once everyone had gotten on the plane, you noticed that no one was sitting next to you. You smiled to yourself as you grabbed a book from your carry on.

After a small wait, the plane began to ascend. Fifteen minutes later the notification came on the plane, alerting everyone that it was okay to take off their seatbelts. You left yours on, you always did, just in case. You heard someone clear their throat, you looked up to see Chris, the guy from Starbucks, smiling at you. “Seat taken?” You were caught off guard, you stared at him for a few seconds before shaking your head, “I was up at first class but it’s so loud,” He placed his carry on on the overhead bin before sitting down on the seat next to you, “so as soon as the seatbelt light turned off, I knew I had to find another seat, and that’s when I saw you.”

You smiled, “well, you can’t get rid of me that easy.”

He smiled at you, “Chris,” he said as he held his hand out for you to shake, “Chris Evans.”

“Kind of figured your name was Chris after accidentally stealing your drink,” you still shook your hand. “I don’t know why but your name sounds awfully familiar.”

He let out a dry chuckle, “Yeah, I’m an actor, you probably recognize me as Captain America.”

You shook your head, “I’ve never watched any of the Marvel movies, actually. I’ve always wanted to, especially since I love Disney so much.” You stared at Chris as you pondered about where you have seen him before. “Gifted!” You exclaimed, “that movie made me cry! As do all the movies I watch, but still, it was such a heartwarming movie!”

Chris was surprised that you hadn’t recognized him as Captain America, it was quite different but he liked it. “It is a pretty good movie,” Chris stated. “So, what’s waiting for you in LA?”

You raised your eyebrows, “What or who?”

“How about both,” Chris smirked.

“My job and my dog,” you said with a small smile.

“Oh, you have a dog?” First, she loves Disney, second, she’s an emotional person, third, she has a dog! This girl is like the male version of me! Chris thought.

You gave him a small nod as you pulled out your phone to reveal your lock screen, a picture of Y/D/B and you cuddling, “She’s my baby,” you cooed, “honest to God, she’s like my daughter.”

Chris chuckled as he took his phone out to reveal his lock screen which was a picture of his dog Dodger, “this is my son, Dodger,” he said with a small laugh.

“Aw, he’s adorable!” You said as you looked at the photo closer.

“So, you live in LA, I assume?” You gave Chris a small nod, “then why were you in Boston?”

You smiled at the thought of your little niece and nephew, “my brother lives there with his family, it was my niece’s fifth birthday and I just couldn’t miss it, so I flew out for the week.”

“That’s sweet,” Chris said.

“Yeah,” you said softly, “it’s hard sometimes, I love my niece and nephew but they live so far away, I feel like I miss out on things.”

“I understand that,” He whispered, almost like he was whispering it to himself. “My family lives in a small town near Boston but I live in LA, mostly because of work, but still, I try to come to Boston whenever I can visit.”

You nod understandingly, “exactly!” you exclaimed, “it doesn’t help when my niece or nephew send me videos expressing how much they miss me, through my sister in laws phone.”

Chris chuckled, “they must love you a lot.”

“Well, I am the cool tia,” you said with a smirk.

“Oh yeah?” you nod, “you might have to convince me.”

“Oh, I can!”

Chris chuckled, he looked down at his hands nervously, “I have to be honest with you, y/n,” Chris said as he looked at you, looking into your Y/E/C. You gave him a concerned look, “I lied about my reason for coming over here,” he sighed, “I noticed you in line at the gate, and once the plane took off I grabbed my carry on without even thinking and just hoped the seat next to you was empty.”

You raised your eyebrows at Chris, “Oh?” He gave you a small nod as his cheeks turned slightly red from embarrassment, “what would you have done if this seat was taken?”

Chris couldn’t help but chuckle at the scenario that he was making up in his head, “I would have somewhat kindly as the gentlemen or women, to give up their seat for a first class seat.”

“Wow, you would have given up your first class seat just to sit next to me?”

“I actually did give up my first class seat,” He stated, “there is an empty first class seat up there,” he pointed to the front of the plane, “and I decided to give it up to sit next to the women who almost ran off with my coffee.”

You scoffed, “okay, First of all, I didn’t run off with it! And B, when are you going to let that go!? Take some lessons from Elsa and just let it go!”

Chris laughed so hard, “take some lessons from Elsa,” he repeated.

“I watched that movie too many times.”

“With your niece and nephew?” he asked.

“… Sure, you can say that.”

He raised his eyebrows, “alone?”

“All the time.” You both laughed, “Tell me, what makes me so special, that you had to sit next to me?”

He smiled, “you didn’t recognize me right away.” You gave him a confused look, “it’s rare when someone doesn’t recognize me, and the fact that we just had a conversation that didn’t involve me being Captain America…” he sighed, “we also have common interests.”

You gave him a nod, “this is true.” You smiled, “alright, then, Chris, what’s your favorite Disney movie?”

“Agh! You’re killing me smalls!” He said as he looked up, pondering for a moment, “it’s so hard to just choose one!” you smiled to yourself as you stared at the man in front of you. You couldn’t help but feel this connection with him.

“apurate!” you said in Spanish, catching him off guard.

“What?”

“I meant hurry up.”

“Are you rushing me in Spanish, woman?” you laughed at his comment, giving him a nod, “So you speak Spanish?”

“Yes, sir, I am pretty fluent. It was actually my first language.”

“Oh?” He pondered for a second, “so, how do you say, how dare you make me choose my favorite Disney movie, in Spanish.”

You grinned, “¿Cómo te atreves a hacerme elegir mi película favorita de Disney?”

Chris stared at you for a few seconds, he loved the way your r’s just rolled out of your tongue, how your accent suddenly changed when you spoke Spanish, “I will butcher that if I attempt to repeat it.”

You gave him an encouraging smile, “with practice, you’ll be a pro.”

Throughout the flight, you both shared stories about your family, or asked questions about certain subjects, forgetting about everything that was wrong with the world.

The seatbelt notification came on, the Pilot announced that the plane would be landing shortly, Chris sighed as he buckled the seatbelt. You both didn’t want the flight to end, mostly because you both were having such a great time. You both chatted until the plane landed, Chris grabbed your bag from the overhead bin, insisting he’d carry it for you.

“Do you have any luggage to claim?” He asked, hoping you’d say yes so he can walk with you a little further.

“I actually do.”

“Great,” he said with a smile. You playfully rolled your eyes as you walked beside him as you both got off the plane. You knew the way you both walked, the way you guys spoke to each other, it made it look as if you guys were actually a couple.

Chris walked you to the luggage claim.

“I never asked, where do you work?” Chris asked as he turned to look at you.

You smiled, “I’m actually a photographer.”

“Oh?” you gave him a nod, “I’d like to see some of your work.”

“Well, I don’t have any of my edited photos on me,” you stated.

Chris smirks, “I guess that means we’ll have to meet again sometime.” He hoped you were getting the hint, “maybe somewhere that isn’t an airport,” he looked around, “somewhere nice where we can eat, catch up on life.”

“Are you trying to ask me out, Evans?”

“Yes, yes, I am. Unless you’re gonna reject me then… no” You rolled your eyes, you then spotted your luggage making its way over in the conveyer belt, “So, is that a yes or a no?”

You grabbed your suitcase, you let out a small chuckle as Chris just stood there awkwardly, “it’s a yes, Chris.”

He fist pumped the air, as you got out a piece of paper from your bag along with a pen, “why don’t I just hand you my phone so you can type in your number?”

You playfully rolled your eyes once more, “now that’s no fun,” you said as you scribbled something on a piece of paper and handed it to Chris, “I have to go, but it was nice meeting you, Chris.”

Chris smiled, “likewise.” You gave Chris one last smile before walking away, luggage in hand. Chris couldn’t contain his excitement, he looked down at the paper in his hand.

xxx-xxx-xxxx

Y/N L/N

I promise I’ll try not to steal your coffee this time ; )

Chris laughed at the little comment you had put on the piece of paper; he quickly took his phone out and placed you into his contacts. “Anything could happen,” he whispered to himself as he reminisced at what had just happened during and before his flight.

Requests for imagines and one-shots are open!

[elrw24]

Rainy Mornings

Pairings: Chris Evans x Wife! Reader

Word Count: 647

A/N: 18+ Reader, Smut, Morning Sex

Summary: Chris’ POV of a rainy morning with his wife.

Chris POV

The thunder wakes me up and I look over at the clock and it’s 6:00am. The room feels exceptionally dark on rainy days and I look over at Y/N and she’s sleeping facedown, using her forearm as her pillow and her face in my direction. Her curls are wildly covering the top of her head, her lips looking pouty. I can’t help but stare at her features and just smile. How did I get so lucky to have this angel as my wife? The thunder startles her a bit out of her slumber and she reaches for me and puts her arm across my chest and her leg over my waist. She puts her face into my neck and she inhales and kisses me lightly on my neck. I wrap my arm around her shoulder and lean down to kiss her forehead. “Morning sunshine.” She smiles up, “Hi, you sound like you’ve been awake for a while.” He chuckles, “Thunder has had me up for a while, I’ve been just laying here.” She sighs, “It’s early, let’s go back to sleep.” As she pets my chest hair and as I do every morning I immediately want to bury myself in her until it’s time to get up. “I have something better in mind, come warm up my dick babe” You start to grab her hips and pull her on you, she looks so beautiful over me. Her curls making her look like a lion, her eyes still a bit puffy from sleeping, her lips smiling down. She has one of my T-shirts on, only. I lift the t-shirt off of her, she leans down and pulls my boxers down, and she leans down to pet my beard before kissing all over my face. With her other hand she reaches between us and grabs my dick from the base and runs the tip of my dick through her wet folds. She finally brings me to her entrance and sits herself all the way down until I’m fully in her. We both sigh and groan at the same time, she’s so wet and warm like she always is. She looks down at me as we hear the rain and she puts her hands on my chest, she looks down and starts moving her hips in the slowest rhythm. I grab her hips and pull her hips back and forth, while she runs her hands up her own body and towards her nipples. She gently pinches her nipples and moans when I squeeze her ass. She parts her lips and sighs, “I love you, Chris” and she reaches down and runs her fingers through my hair as she kisses me lazily. I sit up so we’re facing each other and she continues to ride me. I run my fingers into the back of her head and with my other hand reach down between us and rub my thumb on her bundle of nerves. She moans into my mouth and I can feel her tighten around my dick. I groan with the sensation of this beautiful pussy wrapped around my dick. She starts to ride me harder as I rub her clit faster and she grabs the hair on the nape of my neck and throws her head back, “Omg, papi…” I continue to rub her clit and now I’m getting closer to reaching my climax and I can feel her tighten around me again and I know we’re about to reach it together. I kiss her neck and say, “let go, baby”. She squeezes my shoulders with her hands and she moans my name again as I release hot spurts into her warmth. I throw myself back and she falls on top of me. “Stay on top of me baby, keep it all inside of you.” She sleepily looks up and snuggles her face into my neck again and says, “let’s sleep a little longer before the little one wakes up in like 2 hours.”

[mavsstar]

✧*:･ﾟ𝐏𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲︱𝐀𝐫𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬︱𝐀𝐫𝐢 𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐖.𝐂︱𝟗𝟎𝟎

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞︱𝐈𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐢! 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 @gutflorizts-library 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 <𝟑

Ari always had a fixation on your thighs. Majority of the time his hands were always planted on your thighs or his face would be buried in between them. Either way he absolutely ravished it. He did anything he could to them, lightly slapped them, pinched, bitten, licked. You name it Ari has done it. 

One day curiosity got the best of you when you saw the word thigh job. Instantly you looked it up on the definition although deep inside you, you knew what it already was. You just wanted that confirmation. 

Thigh job: a sexual act where someone's genitals are stimulated by a partner's thighs

Like a curious cat you ventured further and clicked on a video. You skipped past the unrehearsed poor acting and until you finally saw what you wanted. The man was fucking himself between the women’s thighs. He was succumbing to the pure pleasure her thighs brought him as she squeezed with every thrust. 

After that you immediately knew that you had to do that to Ari. Throughout the day you kept dozing off, imagining the baritone grunts that you could pull from Ari as he rutted into your slick covered thighs. You didn’t even you kept daydreaming until Ari pointed out. 

“Hello? Earth to Kitten?” He snapped his fingers in your face, catching your attention. His pointer finger lightly tapped your temple as he smiled, “What going on in there?” 

You shook your head as you bit your lip, “Nothing.” 

“Nothing huh?” He hummed as his pointer finger slithered down to your chin, lifting it up. “Something tells me otherwise.” 

“I’m sure.” 

Ari’s thumb rested on your bottom lip, playfully you bit it while mischievously looking at him. “Oh so you want to play.” 

“I want you to fuck my thighs,” You blurted out while you maintained eye contact. “That's what’s been going on inside my head.” 

Ari was more than amused at your outspoken thought. Truth be told he never even fathomed the idea before but he was more than happy to oblige. Without a word he took your hand and dragged you to the red room. In the red room where you and Ari go to play, there’s one side of the wall that is just one huge mirror that in his words allows you to see him fuck you at any angle. 

The next seconds were nothing but a blur due to your lust blown brain. It was a haze of teeth clashing and clothes being ripped from each other’s body. Ari started to kneel down but you stopped him. 

“No, later,” You breathed out, guiding him back up. “It can’t wait, I need you now.” 

A smug look over took Ari’s face, “Really? That bad?” 

“Stop teasing and just fuck my thighs.” 

“What kitten wants, she gets,” He stated as he went to one of the drawers to grab lube. After choosing one he walked back to you with the bottle in his hand. 

He popped open the cap. “Spread your legs, “ He demanded as he brought his hand down and spread the warming lube over your inner thighs. 

Ari slightly brought his body downwards, his hands going to your hips as yours hung around his neck. He looked at you one last time for you to give him that final nod of approval. Once you did, he slid in between your drenched thighs achingly slowly.

At first you had no idea if you would get any pleasure but you were very wrong. Though you wouldn’t have been opposed for only Ari to feel good. But with that first thrust he perfectly slid across your puffy clit that you made you squeeze around him unintentionally. 

“Fuck why didn’t I think of this soner?” He said as he started to thrust faster. “This feels so good.” 

“I know,” You responded. “Jesus this is so hot.” 

Ari had you standing with you back facing the wall and his facing the door. You turned your head to the side, watching as Ari’s cock thrust in and out, leaking with pre cum. Soon Ari also turned his head, instantly enamoured at the sight. 

“Look how pretty you look, Kitten. All fucked out and my cock is not even in your pussy.” 

You drooled against his chest with every thrust he took, each giving you pure euphoria in your veins. You knew you weren’t going to last long, especially since you’ve been horny all day thinking about this. It was just like you’ve been imagining, Ari desperately rutting into you as you felt his chest rumble with groans. 

“I need to cum,” You meweld out as you felt yourself closer to your release. “Please let me cum daddy.” 

“Cream over my cock Kitten, you’ve been a good girl.” 

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you gushed around Ari, your eyes screwed shut. Your nails clawed his broad shoulders as you let your relief wash over you. 

“Oh god..fuck,” Ari mumbled out as you felt his cum start dripping down the back of your thighs. 

His thrust started to lose its pace from the overstimulation. After he came to a stop he kneeled down again. 

You gave him a quizzical look, “Ari what are you doing?” 

“I have to clean you up, Kitten,” He simply stated as if it was obvious. “After all this was your idea and smart girls get rewarded.”

[bloomingpresent]

Teenager crush.

Starring:Chris Evans x (latina) female (Scott it’s a big part of this story)

Summary: Friend since highcool with Scott, readers have a crush on his friend's older brother. After a few years, trying to helping her with some anxiety issues, reader finds out that she might miss something back at highschool

Warnings: NSFW! 18+. Alcohol consumption. Blow job mention. Swearing. Some Fluff. Mention of masturbation.

Disclaimer: I don't know Chris, Scott or any of their family members. Female character is out of my mind. English isn't my first language, all mistakes and grammar errors are my own.

Also, IT'S MY FIRST PUBLISH STORY. Let me know what you think.

Word Count: 3864.

You already thought Chris was the most beautiful boy when you saw him for the first time at school, he was 13 or 14 years old. He was walking to the cafeteria of your new school. Pale skin, bright blue eyes, and perfect white teeth.

You were probably 11 or 12 years old, new at school, and feeling out of place since you didn’t know anyone there.

You were in line to pay for your lunch while staring at Chris.

“ I’d stay away from him…” someone behind you said, noticing you were staring at him. “He hangs out with weirdos of the theater club”.

You turned around to find this guy, similar pale skin, similar bright blue eyes but shorter.

You just nodded and smiled, feeling embarrassed to death.

Those were the first words you and Scott exchanged. From there it only escalated. Turned out you shared a lot of classes so he was kind enough to introduce you to his group of friends.

It didn't take long for you to figure out that Chris was his older brother.

You always had trouble making new friends, since you moved to the US with your family it wasn’t easy.

Your father was strict when it came to you and your siblings´ education. He always made the best effort to put you through the best schools and extracurricular activities.

It was a happy childhood. If it wasn't for the ghost of insecurities that always haunted you.

You weren’t like the other girls. Your skin was soft caramel brown, brown eyes, dark long hair, curvy. It was hard to compete with those beautiful fit girls around, you were ok with the way you looked, but you weren't exactly everyone’s cup of tea as a teenager. Or at least you thought so.

Somehow you navigated it through that in high school. You were part of the “creative” gang. Always near the popular group but not quite part of it.

You and Scoot shared friends, but you two were the best friends in the world. It wasn’t a surprise when he came out to you. You still remember how tight you hugged him when he told you he was in love with this guy, but he knew he would never get a chance with him.

And the time you told him you lost your virginity to that geek lab who seemed pretty nice at first but once he got his, he disappeared and spread the word at school of the two of you going at it at that party. You were so embarrassed that you begged your parents to skip school for a couple of days after that. Scott was the only one allowed into your bedroom during that phase.

As best friends, you were always at each other’s house. His mother was the coolest. For your birthday she always baked you the greatest cheesecake in the world.

It was wholesome, you were part of their family as much as Scott was part of yours.

It was good enough for you because you also get to be close to Chris. Boy, you had a crush on your best friend’s older brother.

With time it was pretty obvious you were not his type, or maybe he just saw you as his younger brother’s best friend.

You all shared house parties in the summer during high school. Usually finding Chris making out with another perfect golden girl.

It was hard at first, but then you accepted the reality: he would never lay an eye on you that way. He learned to love you, and know you, and shared a lot of good moments with you but that was it. You accepted that and moved on.

Life went by, you started college. You didn’t move out of Boston. You stayed in the city and went to Boston College. Your parents were so proud of you, their eldest and the only one with a full scholarship to study Psychology.

That didn’t last longer than two years, as you fell out of the wagon. You started to fail exams, which caused you to have anxiety attacks. College was too much for you. You were considering quitting college.

You needed a break, a friendly face to spend some chill time with. Think about your next move.

So you went to visit Scott in New York.

“You can’t keep going like this, you have to tell your parents y/n.” He said holding out a beer for you. “Look at you, you can’t even sleep 3 hours at night. I’m serious. You tell them or I will”

You let out a sight “I know, I just hate breaking their hearts” you swiped a tear off your cheek “Thank you for letting me stay with you, I needed it to get out of Boston”. You smiled while taking a drink from the bottle.

“Oh we are going at it this weekend hun,” he said doing a little dancing on his seat “Chris is coming from LA” he looked at you waiting for a reaction “ Mr. Hollywood is treating us to a weekend of PAR-TY!”

You swallowed your beer hard, almost choking “Oh! I wished you’d told me! I don’t want to be in the way of you and your brother's weekend”.

“Oh, bullshit! He knows you’re here and…” He flashes a cocky smile “...I know you need some man candy for the eye to cheer you up”.

You feel your cheeks burning “You know you’re talking about your brother right?” You try but fail miserably to hide your excitement. It's been years since the last time you saw Chris.

Scott laughs so hard that beer comes out of his nose.

You two hung out and chill. You almost feel your anxiety melting away for good around Scott, he is the best person to be with when one needs a friend.

His phone buzzed on the coffee table with a text.

“Chris is here, I’m going to buzz him in,” He says getting up and heading to the front door.

You quickly run to the bathroom. Locked yourself inside to do the much needed freshen up

“Just what I needed it” You huffed checking your hair and make in the bathroom mirror “My teenager crush, fresh out of his latest franchise movie, looking fucking hotter than the usual.” You fix your breast in your bra, pulling them up “ And I’m a fucking mess” You murmured to yourself while looking for your perfume in your bag.

You are about to walk out of the bathroom as you hear them laughing and talking.

You take a deep breath in. It’s your best friend brother, you know him all your life, he has seen you in your worst moments. It’s just Chris. That’s all.

All that confidence went to hell as you saw him standing in the living room holding a beer and smiling. Wearing blue jeans, a black tight T-shirt, and that perfect genuine smile. ‘For the love of God!’ You thought as you saw him. You suddenly remember how you felt that first time you saw him at that cafeteria.

“Where the fuck did you hide?!” Scott came out of the kitchen holding two beers.

You snapped back “I was in the bathroom you dick head!” you took one of the beers off his hands. He loves putting on the spot.

“Hi Chris, nice to see you”

Chris was always the nicest guy in the world with you. “Hi y/n! How are you?” he didn’t even hesitate, he walked up to you and hugged you.

You hugged him back with the stupidest smile ever on your face.

“I’m fine, just fine Chris”.

He pulls back “Scott says you need a weekend off Boston uh?” he says smiling and sitting on the couch.

“Yeah” you scratch your head looking down “College is hectic you know, my anxiety it’s sky rocking”

If anyone knew about anxiety it was Chris. You’ve seen him over the years struggling with it. You’ve even considered calling him for some advice. But you’d thought he was too busy to answer the call of his younger brother's friend winning about college.

“Boy I know about that” He sighed “You’ve seen a professional about it?” He was interested in your problem.

“Not yet. I just don’t want to worry my parents” you sat on the couch.

“I see, well Scott told me you were having a tough time with it, if I can help with anything just tell me ok?” he looked at you.

You were surprised, you haven’t seen him in years and then he came out to NY for this?

“Thanks, “ you looked at him, your heart warmed seeing his eyes “this is nice of you”.

He nodded and smiled. “Well…” he says sitting back and putting his feet on the coffee table “... I need a weekend off with good old friends so…” he smiles and looks at Scott “...do tell what you have in the works for us brother”.

If there is one thing you knew about the Evans brothers it’s that they know how to party. After chilling for a while drinking beer at Scott’s apartment, the three of you headed out into the NY night.

It was summer so you walked to the first bar of the night.

Nobody seemed to notice Chris, of course, he was asked for pictures or autographs once or twice but everyone was into their own thing.

You laugh and drink, catching up with the two of them. Scott trying to guess what man would he end up hooking up with that night. Even trying to get you hooked up with some random guy.

“Come on y/n. Fucking it’s a great way to release that anxiety of yours. Maybe you’d get some sleep after a good round between the sheets' '.

You laugh covering your face “ I hope you didn’t mean that, if I hooked up with someone tonight I’m going at it on YOUR BED remember?, I’m staying with you”.

All of you laugh so hard.

“What about that guy?” Scott says, pointing with his bottle to a nice blonde guy. Big arms, tight ass, broad shoulders. Similar to someone nearby “He is your type...blonde, sculpted” he winks at you.

You got the hint, and you’re sure Chirs did too.

“That sounds more like you type Scott '' Chirs rushed and shot back before you could say something.

“Right! “ You say right away “I love you but I don't think I’m ready to have a threesome with you baby”

“Nice!” Chris puts out his beer for a toast of celebration with you.

“Oh, I see! It’s you two against me now…” Scotts put his hands up in defense. “I’m getting us some shots so I can deal with this”. He leaves the table and heads to the bar.

You take the last sip of your beer and look around. You are enjoying yourself, just like in old times.

“This is nice,” you say looking at all the people there, drinking and having a good time. The music is loud. “It’s been a while since…”

“...you fucked?” Chris interrupts you trying to finish your sentence.

You look back at him. You were going for ‘I had this much fun. Then you smile and look down at your empty bottle “...yeah that too” you let out a long sigh.

“Wow…” He let a smile out of the corner of his mouth looking up between his long eyelashes “...go for him.” he says looking at that guy Scott suggested before.

You burst into laughter.

“What?!” Chris says.

“Look at him…” you say looking at this guy from head to toe. He is the iconic frat guy. Surrounded by his looking alike buddies. Jacked up and trendy clothes. “He would never go for me.” Suddenly you felt the alcohol starting getting into your head. You cover your eyes with your hands “God knows I try to attract THAT golden guy type and I failed “ you say with your hands still pressing your eyes.

Chris leaned closer to the table, resting his elbows on it. “Honestly…” he says, playing with the bottle between his hands, “ I think you didn’t even try it…” he looked up to you.

You took your hands off your eyes. Your vision is blurry for a few seconds. Trying to focus and trying to figure out if you heard right “What do you mean?”.

He smiled and looked down again “I know you long enough to know that not any man is worthy of you…” he looked at you. You were still trying to figure out if you are hearing what you think you are hearing “...and yet you always thought that you weren’t enough, you’d be surprised.” he say and then he made a toast to the air with his bottle, took a drink of it, like celebrating that he made his point. And then rest his back on the chair waiting for your reaction.

In seconds, your anxiety picked up. Heart rate elevated to the sky. Was he talking about him?. Nah, it can’t be. “You don’t know what you’re talking about”. You managed to say.

“I think I do.” he put his elbows back on the table coming close to you “y/n you’ve always thought that a guy is only interested in a woman’s physique. I mean yeah, that’s one thing. “ he sighed trying to find the right words “I mean, don’t get me wrong. Over the years I've seen you crying and struggling with your self-esteem because you didn’t felt attractive ..” he made the quoting sign in attractive “... you’d be surprised to know how many people liked you back in high school but never got a chance with you because you thought you weren’t enough for them” again he made the quoting sign on your weren't enough.

He just said that. He sat there and said that to you.

You thought you were about to have a heart attack.

Just when you were ready to answer him Scott came back with a bottle of tequila in one hand and 3 shot glasses in the other “SHOTS!” he screamed. He stopped at the sight of you glaring at Chris with a killer look. Oh, he knew that look very well. “What’s going on?” he asked, sitting on the chair between you two preventing whatever was about to happen.

“Nothing…”Chris said looking away, realizing what he just said.

“HA!” you shout. Then you took the bottle of tequila from Scott's hands and then the glasses.

“You’re brother here…” you say laughing ironically “...says my self-esteem problems are the reason why not a lot of people liked me in high school,” you say while purring tequila into the glasses and handing them to Scott and Chris.

“Jesus! That's not what I said!” Chris says taking the glass of tequila and drinking it in one gulp.

“Really? That’s not what you said?” you gulp the tequila shot too.

“Hey hey!” Scott says, he was clearly drunker than Chris and you “I’m not going to stand between you two and your sexual frustration about each other” he says drinking his shot and immediately purring himself another one.

You open your eyes wide open, jaw-dropping on the table. Chris let out a laugh and bit his bottom lip. He didn’t seem to be shocked. He was always the picture of confidence and spontaneity.

“What?” Scott says “You thought that my brother here didn’t know about your crush on him?”

You were not sure of how to react. Alcohol and anxiety mixed in your veins were not a good combination.

“Scott, don’t say anything else, buddy,” Chris says, putting a hand on his shoulder and squeezing it. Eyes fixed on Scott's eyes. “You drank too much”.

“Fuck you! don’t even get me started on your rounds of you going at your cock whispering her name, we shared a bedroom remember? “ scoot keeps drinking.

You almost fall off your chair. Your heart in your throat, blood pumping like crazy through your body.

“Buddy, stop it” Chris squeezed even a header on his shoulder.

“What?!” you finally managed to say. You were stunned and wanted to know what the hell he was talking about “How did that happen?”

“He is just drunk” Chris tries to make him shut up.

“I’m not that drunk. I’m sick and tired of you two thought” Scott says laughing and purring tequila into the 3 glasses now “You want to know how that happened?” he asks you while handing you the glass

“Yes please,” you said amused now. Oh, you want it to hear this, it was Chris’s turn to feel embarrassed.

“So you are not mad anymore?” Chris says taking the glass of tequila “Go ahead, I dared you to hear this without blushing” he was everything but embarrassed about it.

Neither of you three was thinking straight anymore.

Scott drinks the tequila “I’m not holding anything back brother…” he warns Chris.

“Be my guess,” Chris says, drinking the shot.

Your eyes are still wide open waiting for the story.

“Ok...here it goes' ' Scott says sitting straight on his chair “Remember that time in our senior year? Chris was at home for the weekend and we were drinking in my room? Remember I was terrified because that guy that worked at the ice cream store finally agreed to go out on a date with me?” Scott started talking, not stopping only to have one more shot of tequila.

You weren't doing anything, just listening excited about it, Chris fucking Evans, your crush since you were 11 years old had a thing for you?!

Chris was just hearing, not showing any emotion, except for that confident look in his eyes.

“Well remember I had never given a blow job?” Scott continued. At that moment Chris burst into laughs, almost choking.

“Shut up Chris, this isn't about me” Scott punches his shoulder, and Chirs doesn't stop.

“Anyways, remember you brought a dildo? And you were going at it, teaching me techniques? Remember this douchebag walked on us?”:

It hit you. You had blocked that out.

Of course, you remember it now.

Chris walked into the bedroom they shared. And then he gave opinions and suggestions to you and Scott while you were doing the very graphic demonstration on that pink dildo. You remember now, that you were so proud of yourself for some kinky reason, you even remember Chris saying “Not bad, you’re not bad at it at all”. 

Now you were laughing as hard as Chris was. “I was so proud of myself” tears started running on your cheeks from laughter.

“You whore” Scott shouts, laughing too. Luckily the music was loud enough for anyone else to hear this.

“Well, apparently that image of you sucking that dildo haunted my perv older brother for days.” Scott says looking a Chris enjoying putting him on the spot now “ He fisted that dick for days whispering your name, I think I will need more therapy now after remembering this, that’s the first time I realized that my brother was a fucking horny dog” he says purring himself another tequila shot.

You cover your mouth, shut your eyes close, heart pumping in your ears, cheeks on fire. Not daring to look at Chris.

“Hey, I was 19! Of course, I was horny seeing a girl sucking a dildo.” Chris tried to defend himself.

You opened your eyes and looked at him. “You’re telling me that all these years I had a crush on you and you had a crush on me?!”

“I didn’t have a crush on you! “Chris answer back “I just wanted to be sucked by you, I’d had told you that but you were too busy crying over those guys of the football team” He looked at you, his eyes shone with a little regret “But hey, we wouldn’t be the good friends we are now if actually, something happened between us” he reached out for the plate of peanuts on the table.

You looked at him, suddenly Scott was invisible.

“Yeah, I’m going to the bathroom, clearly you guys need some space” Scott said standing up, almost falling on his face as he walked to the restroom.

Both of you watched him leave, neither of you wanted to look at each other.

You played with your fingers on the edge of your glass, searching for words. Emotions fight inside you to get in front.

Confidence won. “So..” you finally said, “... I was too busy crying over other boys while you wanted me to suck you off?”.

Chris smiled at the corner of his mouth. “Yeah, I still have a pretty vivid image of your lips around that dildo” he bit his lip looking up to you as he played with peanuts on the plate.

You felt like your eyes were shooting rays of flaming hearts to him. “I’m sure I’ve gotten better since then, though…” you said reaching for the bottle of tequila between them.

Chirs didn’t even give you one second as he took the bottle out of your hand, and slid onto the chair Scott was sitting on, right next to you, leaning towards you.

You didn’t move an inch.

“There is only one way to find that out,” he said and took a sip of the bottle. Slowly putting it on his lips, drinking and making sure his lips were wet with tequila. He handed the bottle to you, a drop of liquid shining on his beard.

You smiled, taking the bottle of his hand, your lips were vibrating with anticipation. You came closer to his chest and took the back of his neck. As you run your tongue on his beard, cleaning that drop of tequila off his beard, you swear the world spins around you.

You reach up to his lower lip with your tongue, swiping it to the corner of his mouth. Chris lets out a soft moan.

You smile before taking his whole bottom lip with your mouth and giving a gentle but deep suck to it.

Now Chris doesn't hold it back anymore, practically eating your lips with his mouth, hand all over your waist, and back pressing you against him.

You two broke apart and looked at each other, eyes burning with desire.

"Wish I'd said something years ago" Chris whispered closer to your lips.

" Gave me time to get better all these years" you rest your forehead on his.

He brushes your lips with his fingertips " Can't wait for these to suck more than tequila on my lips" he whispers.

You lick your lips "Me either" you practically moan out in desire. You couldn't believe your eyes and ears.

Just then Scott comes back to the table.

“Great! And I’m the fucking genius who started this” he puts his hands on his hips putting like a child as he sees you two.

You both laugh loudly resting each other's foreheads on your shoulders.

It’s safe to say that tonight some anxiety was released with some rounds between the sheets after all those years.

[astrohnova]

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The new lingerie set you’d bought made you feel savage. You knew it was something that your followers would enjoy. You decided to appear soft and delicate today, a good girl. So you turned your camera on, and while you were waiting for your payers to come in, you were sucking a lollipop endearingly, to gradually rile up the people watching you.

The candles you had lit along with the perfume you had spread in the room, with the soft music sounding in the background set the ambient, and your hand was gloved sending goosebumps through every part of skin you caressed. You were just fueling every sense, aislating yourself from the real world. You put the lollipop down and laided your back onto the headboard of your bed, with the computer at your feet, your clothed pussy in the first plane for your followers to admire and the clothed hand making it’s way there.

You’ve bought this glove recently, it was a sex toy. Made of black latex and a different head on each of your fingers, along with different textures that would let you see the stars. You even put a vibrator inside the middle one, just touching the point of your middle finger. Every head was different and enticing. And the vibrations between your thighs, so close to you sensible cunt left you gasping. Your lips and eyes stand out from the mask that you had on your face, sensual and with the same color as your underwear.

You looked straight to the camera when you grazed the vibrator contained by the latex over your pussy, while you gasped and then moaned, laying your head back. You could hear the sound of subscriptions coming in, and you suggestively moaned before pulling your panties to the side with your uncovered hand and brushing the vibrator on your clit, whining lightly. Then you put one of your fingers inside of you, and moaned directly to the camera, while you rubbed soft circles on your clit with your thumb, your belly contracting gently, your nipples hardening.

You took your finger off and brought it to your lips. And before you kept the show going, you said “Thank you for the gift, I’m enjoying myself so much. I hope you get off too”. You inserted two fingers in your pussy and moaned out loud.

📷

He was watching you going down the street, completely mesmerized. Just like the other men and women seeing you. He was smoking, but the smoke got into his eyes, for not being careful; his whole attention was on you. He threw the cigarette on the floor and stepped on it.

“Que hermosa, mamita.” A cute man complimented you, and you smiled and winked.

“Gracias mi amor. So pretty yourself.” You complemented and left him with his mouth open. But compliments were responded to, and he was a beautiful man.

You were walking with so much confidence and all eyes were naturally attracted to your presence, in that dress that hugged you perfectly, in those heels that took you some time to accustom to but now you walked like on a runway. And those striking stockings that you were wearing. You really were feeling yourself, that’s what a good night of orgasms and money gets you, really. You had earned so much, just had a few video requests that you had to fulfill and this month's cuota would be filled. And with this new job you had landed, things were starting to get off for you and your family

He was about to kill all the tigers that were stomping in your way, looking at you the way he did. Thinking the same things that he did, incited by that fucking dress, that gracefullness of your soul, and the barm coat that flew with the wind as you ate the wole street up. He was meeting you on this old cozy bar, after seeing that video of you yesterday he was riled up and just needed to be inside your warm pussy this cold afternoon, maybe with the coffee that you were gonna drink while you argued still stained on your mouth, that he was going to pry from your willing mouth as you gasped against him, with your mixed spit going down your chin from the sloppy kisses that he loves, and your breathy whines that had him rubbing his crotch against your stomach. And he couldn’t wait to see if you were wearing the lingerie that he had bought you, with that color that highlighted your skin undertone and got his dick leaking precum. Last night you were glorious, and today you were a walking goddess.

“Hola, imbécil.”

“Now that’s not very nice, especially after all the money I gave you last night.”

“Mhhm. Others gave me more, papito.”

“That so?”

“It is.”

“I got something more that they can’t give you. And you’re driving me feral, walking like that towards me, flirting with other guys. I thought I made it clear that you were mine.”

“And I thought I made it clear that I was my own. Especially after last night, did you see me get myself off that hard? And after the video endend I got so fucking happy, so fucking horny with all the comments, the views, the pictures that I got that I went to sleep humping my pillow.”

“Pictures?”

“Oh yes, I got so many pictures of so many pretty cocks daddy”

“You were thinking of other cocks, slut?” He questioned, grabbing you by your arm and putting you against a wall as you laughed.

“Not only thinking, papi, I found this hot guy that was just drooling for me, and he made me drool for him so much. The sheets were so messy that I had to change them after he left.” He gripped your throat harder, just growling furiously.

“Fucking bitch, I’m gonna stuff my cock so deep than your throat to make you regret everything you just said.”

“But daddy, I haven’t told you the best part yet!” You bite your lip, seeing his predatory eyes that wanted to devour you entirely. And you kept going without remorse. “The mattress was so wet too. You never reached that, did you? You want me to think that I’m yours but I got others treating me better.” You pouted, all that you were saying was true and seeing this look in his eyes was such a sight. You almost whined from his look alone.

He grabbed you by the arm and took you to his car, getting on it just right before you on the driver’s side. Wildly driving back to his place to get you fucking stuffed

“You’re driving me insane, bitch. Did you fucking curse me?”

“I did, every dick that enters this sweet pussy, plastic or meat, gets obsessed.”

“Don’t talk like that, making me more horny.”

“I’m sure your hand can help you, guapo.”

“My hand? Are you kidding me? You put that dress on, that looks more like a fucking t-shirt, to come see me and then you leave me with my hand? No, fucking whore You’re giving me your mouth. I have to wipe that smug smile and that boy’s taste off your lips. So suck, vicious little bitch.” So you did, with the loudest and a porn-like moan you quickly undid his briefs pulling his cock out, sucking the tip first.

“Daddy, the lollipop yesterday got me thinking so much about your cock. I couldn’t wait to taste you like this again.” He grabbed you by the hair at the red light, roughly pulling you up to met his face, yours pleasure filled, with drool over your chin, the same that had dirtied his pants.

“You fucking slut, were you just drilling me up to make me get rough on you?”

“No daddy, I did fuck the boy. That was yesterday morning, and then yesterday night I found a little time to think about you.”

“Yeah? Now all you're gonna have in your head and your mouth is me.” He shoved his cock deep into you, and when you gagged he pushed himself further and kept you there. “”Breathe, make this nice for me. I know you can do it.” You could, you enjoyed this so much, your paties were drenched. And what would he do when he notices you weren't wearing the pair he bought for you. Hopefully, break you. You started moving your hips, moving some friction in your pussy, and tastefully wiggling your ass for Ransom to admire.

“That’s right, cumslut. I'll make your ass fire up later too.”

📷

You screamed sensually when he hit your ass. You were on all fours, head down ass up, exposed to Ransom. He was filming your glistening pussy and your delicious ass that bounced on his torso asking for more pain. Delicious pain.

“I’m gonna break you with my cock baby. But after you ask nicely. Your followers want to know what a whore you are.”

“Such a whore! I want your dick papi, you fuck me so good. I want you to leave me braindead, drooling, filled. Please, please, please papi. Cogeme, fuck me. Te tengo muchas ganas.” You whined so hard, so annoyingly empty and desperate.

“What a good girl, making daddy so happy. Here you go, cunt.” He put one hand on your ass and thrusted into you aggressively. He positioned the camera to capture your joy filled face and his hips slamming in you. He didn’t stop nor slowed down, and started rubbing your clit to make you man loader, and you started to move back against him.

“You’re such a greedy little girl, you want all of me. ‘Cmon, give it to me now.”

“Ah!” You opened your mouth in a silent scream when you came, wetting him with your fluids.

And he quickly turned you around, on your back with your legs spread to search for his own high. But you were so sensible you started to close your legs and tried to squirm away from him. But he grabbed your face and spit on your cheek.

“Don’t you fucking dare pushe me away. You take it. Open your fucking legs. Open them wide.” You did, and he used you like a doll, with your mind swimming in pleasure, in his gorans in your ears and his hair caressing your face. He came, pushing himself against you and spilling into the condom. He moved away from you and grabbed the camera, turning it off. Then you were gonna edit the video a little bit, cropping some parts to upload to twitter and the full part you were gonna send it to your special subscribers. You gathered yourself, going to the bathroom to wash yourself a little bit, and coming with a cigarette in your mouth, already lit. You threw yourself on the bed.

“We… We have to stop doing this.” Ransom turned himself to you, taking the cigarette out of your hand and smoking it.

“Baby, you say that everytime. And then you do shit like today.”

“I know. But it’s different now, Hugh.”

“What the fuck you calling me that for?”

“‘Cause I got a new job. Lisa’s personal assistant. And I don’t intend to be higher than all the employees you ask to call you that and then go ahead and disrespect them.”

“You don’t have to work for shit, baby. I’ll pay everything for you. You just keep making those videos and the rest is on me”

“What? Like a sugar daddy? No jodás.” You grabbed another cigarette for yourself, so this dipshit wouldn’t take it away from you

“I mean it baby, I can give you the world, just let me”

“I already have the world papito, and I got it all on my own.” He hummed, and his eyes lit up when you called him ‘daddy’ in spanish, in this intimacy. With your body still displayed for him, through which he roamed his eyes in.

“Papito?” He repeated with an accent. “Maybe I can make a mama out of you....” He burned the cigarette out and took yours off too.

“What the hell are you talking about?” You complained in a moan when he turned you around, on your belly with your hands by your head and his entire muscular, heavy and warm body sprayed out on you. He then pushed deep into you.

“Get off me, Ransom.” You complained in a gasp.

“But I’m so deep ‘side you... I just have to get this shit off me to fill you up.“ He still had his condom on, but he hurriedly got it off and dived inside you again.

“What?! Don’t you dare. Get. The hell. Off.”

“Don’t lie to me princess, you want me to fill this pussy. You’ll be a fucking queen, in my arms, being spoiled with my money. I’ll take care of you and all the kids you’re gonna give me.”

“Ransom…” Your accent was spilling, and your resistance was getting away from you, his words and promises stained in your brain. “Fucking dick.”

“Nobody takes me like you, gripping me like that. You’re just a whore for me, ain’t you? Want all of me.”

“Ah, Ransom, you’re so deep.” You whined, your belly contracting.

“What do you want, honey? I wanna hear you beg for it”

“I-- Please Ransom. Please, please, please llename. Por favor, papi!” You moaned when he started pushing into you again. Last round had been intense and you had little break, so naturally you didn’t last long. You came screaming Ransom’s name, free to do so without a camera in front of you. And he was so close too, his mind winded up with getting you pregnant, with images of your belly full, your tasty breasts with all the milk he was gonna drink. He was goraning so much, your pussy grabbing him so hard, pushing him farther inside of you.

“Are you gonna be a good mama for me?”

“The best, daddy! Just please, please fill me.” And he did, with the loudest groan. To then turn you around and start admiring your tits, your body, getting inside your head with compliments of the mommy you were gonna be. And all the videos you were gonna make with your horniness, with your huge titis and that round belly. How he wanted to cover you in cum and get it on camera to show that you were his, cause getting you pregnant just wasn’t enough. And after that, he went down to eat his leaking cum out of you and prepared you for the next round.

[lu-morningstar]

amor, tú eres mi religión - Chris Evans [Social Media]

PART 2 of amor. Can be read as a stand alone.

type: social media fic

pairing: chris evans x singer!latina!reader

a/n: The struggles I had making these with Tumblr for android tablet were a lot, but is here. Enjoy!

Stories

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chrisevans Thanks for being in my life, amor. Te amo ❤️

👤yourusername

yourusername te amo amorcito 😍❤️🥰

fan1 They are always saying I love you in Spanish 😍😍😍

sebastianstan I honestly just want my credits thanks chrisevans

↳ fan2 savage seb!

↳ fan3 this means seb is a third wheel

↳ fan2 omg he IS a third wheel

fan4 y/n makes him so happy 🥺

fan5 when is it gonna be my turn godddd

↳ fan6 wondering the same thing, they make me happy and sad at the same time

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yourusername amor, tú eres mi religión ♥️ (love, you are my religion)

👤chrisevans

anitta ❤❤️❤️

fan7 you guys are so cute. Me when????

fan8 the love songs are gonna be strong this era. Thank you chrisevans please don't break up

fan9 this and Chris post are killing me

arianagrande waiting to hear that new song yourusername

↳ yourusername sending ASAP. Just know it's on Spanish

↳ fan10 omg new music soon?!??!?!??

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chrisandynupdatesacc Our parents were on a road trip for their 1 year anniversary. Chris shared never seen before pictures on his Instagram Stories of him and yourusername and the famous heels she wore in that car pic. Y/N also shared that chrisevans and her are back in Boston for a few days before going to LA. AND we got old/new photos of them in both of their IG accounts. They look so cute 😍

👤chrisevans yourusername

fan11 They are the cutest couple istg

fan12 what a time to be alive

fan13 we are getting music soon too!!!

↳ fan14 omg when?

↳ fan13 soonish? Y/N replied to Ariana Grande saying a new song is on Spanish

↳ fan15 could be the reason she us going to LA in a few days

↳ fan16 she's going to LA for some awards show, hopefully performing too. Maybe recording too?

↳ fan17 omg new era is gonna be amazing

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[funfickgirl22]

Can u please write something about chris evans dating a latin girl?

Sure! Let me know, do you like it:)

The way to a man's heart is through his stomach.

Chris Evans x Latin Reader

This weekend your local community center in Boston, had decided to organize an event where the locals could sell their homemade cooked, baked goods, all money collected during this event, would go to multiples charities.

It was a perfect opportunity to promote your brand-new business. You have always been a good cook, therefore, you have opened a small dinner with international cuisines. Each day, you were serving food from different countries. Promoting your skills at this event was the best idea to gain the new customers.

There were many tables with delicious goods, however, your table was the most popular. Your table was beautifully presented with a fresh Empanada’s, The Colombian Pantalones, and your favorite – Churrasco. It wasn’t only your favorite meal. After two hours since the event has started, you asked your friend to take care of customers as you needed a break.  Once, when you were back at your table, you saw your friend talking to a handsome man. He had the Boston Red Sox cap and the fluffy navy cardigan. You recognized him, knowing that he ordered a plate of Churrasco a few times this evening.

“There she is, the lady of the evening. This is Y/N, she made all of these wonderful meals, and she owns this business. “ She sent you a wink and escaped.

“I am Christopher, nice to meet you.” Chris blushed as he had a mouth full of food, and he knew it was rude of him to introduce himself like that.

“Nice to meet you, Chris, I can see you are a fan of Churrasco, same as me. I can give you a recipe, or I can give you my business card, so you can order some more. We do a home delivery.”

“That would be great, do you think you could teach me how to cook it? In your free time, of course! I will pay you for the lessons. Ahh, I am sorry, I am not myself today.” Chris was irritated with himself, didn’t know how to ask for your number, he was also very attracted to you, and was afraid of your rejection.

You noticed that he is shy, and you find it adorable.

“Yes, I can do it, how about Friday evening? “

“Wonderful, I will send you my address.”

After a few lessons, Chris found the courage and asked you for a date, and you were together since.

[laurenwritesfics]

Drive All Night

A drabble inspired by one of my favorite Bruce Springsteen songs...

Home. Whether it’s found somewhere or in someone, it’s always clothed in duality. If you’ve never thought it was possible to be in two places at once, you’ve never been to Los Angeles. From the heated rush of bodies down Rodeo Drive at midday to the midnight drives down the winding lanes of Laurel Canyon, time always finds a way to move differently.

There’s a soft crunch of rubber against dirt as a black Jeep comes to a stop on a grassy verge.

Taking a long, deep breath, Chris steels himself and pushes back into humid leather. He’s surrounded by bright city lights, but he’s never felt more shrouded in darkness. He hasn’t slept. There are empty paper cups strewn across the floor. Every inch of the car smells like coffee, tobacco and sweat. He wouldn’t have started smoking again if it hadn’t happened. He wouldn’t have left if he’d just given himself one more second. One more chance to take a breath. Take another step. If he’d given himself the chance to shut off the bristling static in his brain. He had a talent for overthinking that from the outside looked like thoughtlessness. Callousness. Reckless impulsivity. Every time a wall was knocked down, he’d find a way to rebuild it.

He exhales again with a whistle, fingers tenting together as he casts his eyes to the ceiling. Only the thud of the windshield wipers breaks the thick silence.

After a beat, he turns the radio dial and drives away. It crackles as the signal dips and hailstones pummel the glass, quickly melting into dull rain. Organizing his thoughts is like untangling a ball of rubber bands, and he can feel each one of them snap, a jolt running through his spine.

The familiar white door comes into view. His muscles relax against the steering wheel and he almost parks in the driveway. Thin branches hit his shoulder with a wet slap as he slides out of the car. The warm porch light makes him squint, droplets of rain trickling from his lashes as he looks down at his feet, rocking on his heels a little. He steadies himself, reaches out and then quickly retracts his hand.

What the hell was he going to say?

He knocks.

“Chris?” She’s standing in a loose sweatshirt, rubbing her damp hair with a towel. “What the fuck-”

“I know.” Chris starts. A quick glance through the doorway reveals a tower of cardboard boxes in the hallway. “I know you don’t give a shit. I know I don’t deserve it. But I couldn’t leave without seeing you one last time.”

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

If your Dad Chris request is still open, maybe one with Chris married to a Latina and they have a child together. The mom talking to the child in Spanish and teaching them Spanish and Chris is just in awe and in love with what is happening in front of him and joins them both🥺

Love is not jealousy

Warning: fluff

No I didn't use the gif Because it has Spanish in it🤥

Mateo May have been 4 but he knew a great deal of Spanish. You wanted him to grow up like you did learning both english and spanish. You slipped in a few spanish words which he caught onto really quickly. Now he was always speaking to you in spanish making Chris' heart soar.

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Mommy, ¡eres tan bonita! Mateo stood up on the couch as he looked at you with a smile. You looked at him with a smile. "Thank you honey. You're very handsome."

Mateo giggled before hugging you. You smiled as you hugged him back. Chris who was sitting on the other couch looked at you both with a smile. He barely knew any spanish but whenever he heard you speak spanish to Mateo he fell even more in love with you.

"Mommy I think papa esta celoso." Mateo whispered in your ear. You looked over at Chris to see him looking at you both. You laughed causing Chris to tilt his head to the side. "What are you two whispering about?"

Mateo laughed loudly, "nothing." He was very suspicious and Chris was having none of that. 

He walked over to you two and started tickling Mateo. His laugh grew louder and he squealed as well. "Daddy stopped." 

Chris shook his head. "What did you whisper to momma?" He stopped for a second to give him some time to talk. Mateo caught his breath before telling chris.

"I said you're jealous of me and mommy." He wrapped his arms around your neck, kissing your cheek. Chris nodded, "oh. Daddy isn't jealous Buddy, I just think you're both adorable." He pulled you and Mateo into his huge arms. You laughed, you loved your little family.

"Los amo tanto."

Both boys understood you and muttered the same words at the same time.

"Te amamos también."

[roamwithahungryheart]

Two birds, one sexy stone

Okay, so this was a request from @mcubabydotcom and I thought I'd ease in gently (no pun intended....or was it?) and then I got a little carried away and wrote more than expected...what can I say? You read one article and one forum thread and you get more ideas! C'est la vie.

It's time to introduce...cockwarming with Chris.

(18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI)

Lazy mornings never really meant anything until you met Chris. Over the past year, you’d learned to slow down. To appreciate the time you had together. When he came home from working away, there was nothing you loved more than waking up to find him next to you again. Morning sex was just a fun bonus.

Last night he’d come home and you’d had – by your own admission – the slowest, laziest sex you’d had in a while. But it didn’t really matter, because you were together. However, a shock came in the morning when you woke to find him snoring on top of you. Still inside you. You shifted against the mattress, trying to wake him up. Nothing. You slapped his back and he jumped into consciousness. The way he jolted made him push lightly against your walls.

Maybe you didn’t mind this after all.

When his eyes were fully open, he looked down and let out a soft moan.

“Okay, time to move.” He started to roll away, but you grabbed his shoulders, keeping him in place.

“Is it weird that this is actually kind of comfortable?”

Chris chuckled. “I’m not gonna complain.”

“We’ll get dressed in a bit, just give it another minute.”

“I’m getting the feeling you wanna try this again sometime?” He shifted again, hips bucking slightly.

“Oh yeah.” You panted. “Absolutely.”

A week after what became known – thanks to a quick Google search - as ‘The Accidental Cockwarming Incident’, you found Chris in the living room channel surfing. Dodger was stretched out beside him on the floor, his ears pricking up as you entered the room. Looking up from your phone, you fumbled in Dodger’s toy box for his favorite plush lion, tossing it into the hallway. He leapt into action and obediently followed his friend, leaving you alone with Chris.

You’d come prepared, wearing only one of Chris’s many plaid shirts, slightly unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up. Making your way over to the couch, you straddled Chris, He didn’t respond. He was distracted by some low mumbling Discovery Channel documentary.

You were about to embark on a discovery of your own.

As you settled, the warmth from your core finally made Chris look up.

“Hey.” he dragged his hands up your thighs and over your hips, giving you a gentle squeeze.

“Hey.” You didn’t look up from your phone. You continued to scroll through your social media as you subtly rocked against him. It didn’t take long for him to catch onto your wicked plan. The grip on your hips tightened. You could feel him growing to meet your arousal. You shuffled back a little to release him from his sweats, then re-positioned yourself with a shaky inhale as he slid inside you.

“What are you doing?” He smirked, reaching for your hips again, desperate to buck up against you. You clenched against him to keep him still.

“Just chilling.” You shrugged.

He changed the channel again.

Oh no. Football. You were gonna lose him.

You slipped a hand under his shirt, grazing his skin, pressing yourself a little further into him. When that no longer worked, you stroked his cheek and laced your fingers together, hands clasped languidly over the edge of the couch. Every so often, you would give him a gentle squeeze to keep the Captain happy.

For the first time in a long time, Chris turned off a Patriots game.

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[astrohnova]

Sleep Tight

[chris evans x latina!female!reader]

Summary: night time with your man

Warnings: 18 + ONLY. SMUT. intimacy, kissing, groping, cockwarming, teasing, sexy talk

Author Note: babeando por este hombre. 

I'm new at writting so if I should add more tags let me know. Also, english is not my first language so it might be a little weirdly worded. I'm sorry

You collapse in the bed, all satisfied. It's been a long night, you guys went to a premiere where you enjoyed teasing the hell out of each other. And when you got home Chris dicked you down really good, fucking the brattiness right out of you. 

That man and his cock were all your dreams come true.His curious lips wandering all over your body, eager to kiss every inch of your skin. And his beard tickiling every part of you along, having you trembling under him.

And you can get enough of him. Ever. You love his body, tiring him constantly, always searching his eyes and biting your lips, touching his body. Couldn't get his eyes off him in the entire premiere. Nor your hands.

And when you got back, after he turned you into a stuttering mess, you cuddled in your bed, him behind you. 

Feeling his dick right in your ass, his hands in your hips, gripping them and kissing your shoulder turned you on again. You started rutting slowly, your hips against him.

He laughed tirelessly “I'm exhausted baby, though I´d worn you out.” He grabbed your hips stronger to stop you from moving and you whined.

“Can´t get enough of you, papi.” And you bit your bottom lip before turning your head, to look him in the eyes and say “Can I sleep with your cock inside me?” He took a deep breath, his whole body twitching with your slutty plea. You whined a “please” and put your hand on his thigh to push him against him, rocking your hips and turning him on more

He groaned, his eyes turning darker. “Fine” He pushed you to the bed, head on the pillow and manhandled you to lift your leg and raise your ass to put a pillow under your belly, lifting it up so you can take him comfortably.

“You gonna be a good girl and take me all night? Keep me warm in this tight cunt of yours?” The fucker knew that his dirty talking sent you to mars, and his cock stretching you slowly thrilled your entire body. 

“Always so fucking eager for this” He thrusted himself deep inside you.

“So eager, thank you papi. Good night” You finished clenching your pussy, which earned you a spanking and another trust that made it impossible to hold a nastiest moan.

“Sleep now, baby girl”