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Straight Tequila Night

 PAIRINGS: Chris Evans X Reader SUMMARY: You wake up to Chris after a night of tequila WORDS: >1500 WARNINGS: Smut! No one under 18 please. Alcohol consumption, a lot of horniness, a second of angst (like if you squint?) and fluff thrown in there because it’s me.   A/N: First things- title is not my own. It is from a song by John Anderson.  This is another entry for the #shamelesshoesforchris challenge by @navybrat817 and @stargazingfangirl18. I am using the prompts Waking up next to each other for the first time with the dialogue “Oh god, did I say that out loud?” Please don’t post this anywhere else without my permission  Tags after the reblog.  Likes are amazing. Comments and reblogs are better. 

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"CHRISTOPHER PUT ME DOWN!" You screeched when Chris threw you over his shoulder and walked towards the bedroom.

Barking a laugh, he strolled with confidence, not seeming to be slowing down or wanting to put you down. Your legs kicked in protest but Chris was stronger. His broad hands easily steadied your body with one firmly on your legs while the other grabbed onto your ass. 

Earlier that night, you two had decided to go out for drinks with a few friends. You had yet to meet most of them and were dying to see that other side of Chris as well. What started out to be just friends casually sipping drinks, turned into a night of tequila shots and making out with Chris in the back of an Uber. By the time that you were back at Chris's, he practically had you sprawled out on the back seat, him on top, with his hands climbing up your shirt. Tasting the tequila on his tongue, he was driving you wild as you felt his hard-on pressed against your leg. The excitement between your own legs felt hot and needy. 

You hadn't planned on sleeping over at his place, honestly. The plan was to have a couple of drinks, then an Uber would take you to your house and Chris to his. You two had only been on a handful of dates, nothing was even official. You hadn’t even slept together yet. But damn. When he kept squeezing your thigh under the table, lightly kissing the soft spot behind your ear. Breath hot on your neck whispering things only you two could hear. "You're so sexy." "I wanna kiss you so much." "Come over to my house." How could you resist? Two Ubers became one. And then... Then! At his house. The way that man looked at you hungrily, eyes lust blown and lips kiss swollen, pressing you up against a wall… You really wanted him. 

The next morning, you woke up with a hangover and slightly confused as to where you were. The sheets didn’t feel like yours, these were nicer. It also didn't smell like your place. It smelled like warm cedar and lemon. You noticed there was a dip in the bed that wouldn't move as you put your foot up next to it. You opened your eyes, hissing at the pain and saw Dodger at your feet, curled up in a ball and sleeping away. 'Well, at least that explains me not being able to move my foot', you thought as you looked over to your left to try to get some bearings. You noticed a sleeping lump next to you, short brown hair peeking out from under the covers. Oh right, now you remember. Your brain, once foggy, contained vivid pictures of last night. Licks on exposed skin, shallow breaths and moans, a delicious stretch that you hoped to feel again soon. Out of the corner of your eye, was a shallow bite mark on your shoulder. You bit your lower lip as a smile slipped across your face, butterflies making a path across your belly. 

You felt warm fingers trail across your upper thigh, reaching, searching. Looking back over, you spied Chris peeping out cutely from under the covers with a boyish grin. God, even first thing in the morning, that man made your body burn. 

"G'morning handsome." Voice raspy from sleepiness as you lay yourself back down in bed and slide towards him. Chris turned towards you, pulling your body into his, free hand resting lazily on your ass. His lips ghosted over yours, then pulled back, a content look on his face.  "Hey." His voice answers back, covered in sleep; his nose brushed against your own. "This is new. Glad you stayed over last night, nice to wake up to you." "Yeah?" Your lips captured his in a slow, sensual kiss.  "Yep." He popped the p as his hand trailed up and down your back, making you shiver in contentment. "I definitely wanna make it a regular occurance." "You mean…" you pulled away from him a bit so you could look him in the eye. "Like, be your girlfriend?" "Oh god, did I say that out loud?"

There was silence between the two of you, one waiting on the other to make the next move. As if Dodger could sense the tension, he got up and headed towards the living room. After a minute, Chris licked his lips and looked at you, a slight nervousness in his eyes. A knot was forming at the pit of your stomach. You hadn't said anything before then, but you were falling for Chris, hard. You had been meaning to have “the talk” with him soon about your relationship but figured it may be too early for him. Would he revoke his offer and rip it away from you, like so many waves lost from the ocean? After all, he didn't mean to make that offer. Your breath caught in your throat. 

"Would… Would that be something you're into?" Blue eyes peered under long eyelashes, a bashful gaze pressed at you. "I know we just started hangin' out and you don't have to say yes if-" "Yes." You nodded, knot releasing within you. "Yes, Chris."

A smile appeared on his lips, small at first but then growing bigger. His eyes sparked, that cerulean blue shining down towards you. Lips captured in kisses, thankful and urgent, shared between you two as your legs entwined into his. 

Moving his body to pull you under him, his free arm slid up your side and cupped one of your breasts, lightly circling your nipple with the pad of his thumb. You mewled in his mouth from the touch and arched your back slightly. 

"So responsive for me." Chris whispered in your mouth, working down to nibble at your jawline and sucking delicately on your neck. 

You felt shivers everywhere from his touch as he worked your neck and your breasts in tandem with his mouth. You needed more. You ground your bottom half onto him, feeling him already halfway aroused. He gasped, tearing his mouth away from your neck, just enjoying the friction of what you were doing. 

A wicked grin was on his face as he halted your hips movements. 

"Gonna make you feel so good." He murmured. 

He trailed kisses down your breasts and your belly, gave gentle nips to your thighs as he spread them open to him, relishing in the sight of your wetness before him.

"This all for me?" He asked. 

You could do nothing but nod your head as you bit down on your bottom lip to maintain some semblance of control. He grinned in response as he nestled his body in between your thighs. Placing your legs over his broad shoulders, he placed his hands on the tops of your hips, pinning you down. He leaned his head down, and kissed your outer lips slowly, making your skin burn, trying to push yourself towards him for more. You looked at him, needing him, a playful grin was on his face. However, before you could tell him to quit teasing, Chris licked a long stripe up your pussy making you arch off the bed and emit a low moan. He then was eating you like a man starved, licking and sucking, giving you everything. You were doing your best to hold on, grabbing the sheets from under you, legs shaking, mouth open in pleasure. 

“Oh god, Chris, please don’t stop!” You moaned, reaching your hands down to massage his head, encouraging him to keep going. 

He wasn’t gonna stop though, not until you were a writhing, moaning mess under him. He put one finger into you, pumping, then he added another, speeding up his efforts. Chris found the spongy area that gave you pleasure and he used a “come hither” motion with his fingers to rub that sensitive spot. He alternated between sucking on your clit and using his tongue to swirl around it as well. The pace was maddening and you were quickly coming up to climax, feeling the rubber band in your belly getting pulled tighter and tighter. He took his mouth off of yours and looked into your eyes. 

“So wet baby. You gonna come for me?”  His voice was husky and you could see the juices of your arousal on his mouth and beard.  “’M so close, please.” You moaned out. “Please.”

You could see the precipice to your climax, all you needed was his mouth on you. As if sensing your need, Chris dipped his head back down and began sucking on your clit making you jump off the edge. The rubber band finally snapped and you yelled out, seeing flashes of white in your vision as you had an incredible orgasm. He led you through, pumping his fingers in and out slowly, until you had ridden your climax to the end. 

“Oh my god... “ You said horsley, out of breath afterwards. 

Chris came up beside you, kissing you deeply, your tongues intertwining. You could taste your own arousal on his mouth as he grabbed onto your hips with his hands, grinding his erection into you. 

“I’m not finished with you yet, love.”