#like. absolute bare minimum but also like damn jordan i didn’t know it was like that hell yeah

[sofarsogoodsowhat]

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[j-elaine-hyde]

The Bean Chronicles - B.C.

Reader / Henry Cavill

You had begrudgingly agreed to go to the industry party. Your best friend Ash, who was also your assistant, had seen the invitation on your desk and convinced you to go by begging and pestering you until you caved.

“You know it’s going to be fun.” She sat there, invite in hand, waving it around for emphasis.

“You know it’s not going to be anything like you think it is.... right?” You shot back.

“We’re going. You already agreed. I’m calling Harris and we’re picking out what to wear. End of story.” She hopped up, plopping the gold embossed envelope on your desk, before walking out of your office.

There you stood, in front of your mirror, staring at your hot pink satin covered body. Your glam squad has just finished with you and was leaving as you admired their handiwork. You hated to admit it, but you looked good. Your hair had that perfect full, body wave, tucked and pinned behind one ear. Your makeup was glamorous and perfect. And you had almost died when you saw Harris bring in this dress. It fit you perfectly, hugging your curves, draping over and hiding the few spots on your body you hated.

Ash bound into the room in a stunning black bandage dress. She was 6 foot and now even taller in heels. She’d eat men alive tonight, and you knew at a minimum it would be entertaining to watch as she rebuffed their advances as they threw themselves at her feet.

“The car is here. You ready?” She smacked her hands together loudly, barely able to contain her excitement.

You took one more glance at yourself in the mirror before nodding, “Yup. Let’s do this.”

The two of you walked in and immediately you felt all eyes on you. Granted you knew everyone was staring at the both of you, but it was still an entrance that made you feel slightly selfconcious. The two of you scanned the room quickly before walking in. You were instantaneously inundated by cater waiters with trays of champagne.

“Darling you look absolutely ravishing!”

You spun around to see your host, Malcom, coming at you with open arms. He was wearing a champagne gold lamé tuxedo. You Hollywood cheek kissed each other before introducing him to Ashley.

“Well! I’ll never be sad meeting gorgeous women. Honey you are to die for. We need to work together!”

“Ok!” Ash quickly responded.

Turning to you he grabbed your hand, “Darling... you simply have to circulate. If that dress doesn’t get you laid tonight then I’m never hosting another party as long as I live! You look absolutely stunning. Only A list for you tonight. I don’t want to see you even talking to some slumpy producer.”

Your cheeks slightly flushed as you laughed, “ok ok. I hear you.”

He smacked you on the butt, “Go get em bitch! I’ll catch up with you later.” And off he went to welcome more guests.

“He’s right. You need to get laid tonight.” Ash leaned down and whispered as she took a swig of champagne.

After hours of smiling and socializing you made your way to a secluded patio away from the party. You needed time to decompress and reflect. You had been flirting and having fun before noticing Ashley had managed to corner Michael B Jordan. You were on your own, and took the opportunity to hide away. You were staring out at the pool, zoned out when you heard a vaguely familiar man’s voice behind you.

“How is a woman as gorgeous as yourself out here alone?” The low British accent gave you butterflies.

You spun around to see none other than Henry Cavill standing there holding two glasses of champagne.

“Just taking a break...” you smiled, trying your best to play it cool and hide your excitement.

“Mind if I join you? I brought provisions...” he smiled, holding up the two glasses.

He moved closer to you, “I’m Henry.”

“I’m Y/n”

“Is it weird if I already knew that? As soon as I saw you walk into the party I immediately tracked down Malcom to ask about you.” He sheepishly lowered his head for a moment before taking another step closer, offering you one of the glasses. “Without sounding like a creep, I’ve been trying to talk to you all evening. But you were always surrounded...”

You blushed and tried to hide your smile. “Well you’ve got me all to yourself now...” you took the champagne glass, tipped it to his and took a quick sip.

“Luckiest man in the world then.” He winked as he took a sip.

The two of you stood there talking and laughing before taking a seat on a small loveseat romantically tucked away, completely surrounded by a 7’ tall hedge wall.

You finished the last of your champagne, feeling warm with a slight buzz. Henry leaned in, taking your empty glass and setting it on the ground with his. He was so close that you could smell his cologne. Your pulse raced as he leaned in closer.

“You’re absolutely stunning.” He whispered in your ear, his breath on your skin, giving you goosebumps. He hesitated before placing a kiss on your neck that sent a shockwave through your entire body. His hands slid around your waist, pulling you closer as he continued kissing your neck. Your hands gripped his broad shoulders before you pulled back slightly, coming face to face. Your eyes searched his before closing as he leaned in and kissed you. Your arms wrapped around his neck, deepening your kiss. You felt his big strong hand squeeze your ass as he pulled you closer.

Holding onto you he leaned back, continuing to passionately make out with you, he slid his hand up your thigh, pushing your dress out of the way before pulling your leg over his lap. His hands explored your body as you sat straddled over his lap. His hungry lips traveled down your neck, as he nuzzled his face in your cleavage. You felt him shift in his seat, slightly raising his hips, his erection making itself known beneath you. His fingers dipped into the plunging neckline of your dress, freeing one of your breasts as he took your already hard nipple into his mouth. Your fingertips were digging into his back as he grazed his teeth gently across your sensitive flesh. His hands slid down your hips, pulling you against him.

His name escaped your lips as a moan. You felt his smile against your chest as he raised his face to yours, “Yes darling?” He asked breathlessly.

“I want you...” you exhaled as you leaned in to kiss his gorgeous face.

His hands left your hips. He continued kissing you as he unzipped his pants, freeing himself. His thumb traced over your slit. “Damn baby...” he grunted finding you without panties, as he immediately felt how wet you were.

You smiled before hungrily kissing him, tightening your arms around him. With his his member in hand, he ran it between your thighs before you started to lower yourself down onto him. You inhaled sharply feeling his thick size stretching you. “Oh god! You exhaled into his ear as lowered further onto his shaft.

He buried his face in your neck, his hot excited breath keeping your nipples hard. “Baby you’re so tight!” He mumbled into your neck before gently biting it.

You continued riding him as his hands and mouth explored your body. His incredible eyes locked on yours as he felt you tighten around him. “Come for me darling.” He smiled, eyes locked on yours.

You threw your head back as the explosion spread through your body. Your lips quivering you let out another “Henry!” As you felt his grip on your hips tighten, pulling you down hard onto him as his exploded into you, buried deep.

“Oh God,” he grunted between panted breathing, locking your hips against his with his strong hands. A secondary wave hit you as he twitched and pulsed inside of you. The two of you tensed, gasping for air, as you simultaneously reached climax. You collapsed against his chest, your head resting on his shoulder, his arms wrapped around you.

“Let’s stay like this forever Darling, shall we?” He asked.

All you could do was smile and nod. You started to shift your weight, but he tightened his grip around you. “Don’t you dare...” he softly laughed, “not yet.”

This only took your smile and upgraded it to a grin. You took a deep breath, completely relaxed and drained, Henry still pulsing inside of you. You turned your head towards his neck and licked slightly before placing slow, sweet kisses, dragging your lips between each one. He made a low guttural groan as you continued your trail. He dug his hand into your hair at the nape of your neck and gently pulled you back to face him.

“Come home with me tonight?” He asked sweetly.

You smiled and shook your head yes.

Gently tugging your hair, he pulled your head to the side, burying his face in your neck, covering it with kisses. You made the slightest moan and this immediately caused his slightly smaller than before member to rage back stretching you all over again. You inhaled sharply, feeling him grow, looking at him with pleases surprise.

“Round two?” He winked at you.

You thrust your hips forward before hugging your arms around his neck for leverage. As you bounced on his lap, you could feel another orgasm spreading. You gripped onto him tightly as it hit.

—

You barely remembered the ride to his house. The two of you made out in the backseat of the SUV the entire way, it wasn’t until the driver opened your door that you both realized you had arrived.

“Wait here.” He said as hopped out. He trotted around to your side to help you out, offering you his hand. You slid out of the suv, placing your hand in his. He held it as he led you into his house.

————

It had been two weeks. Two whole weeks since you spent an amazing night with him. Half of you didn’t think you’d ever hear from him again, the other was sure you would. He had sent flowers the day after. The note attached read “Not as beautiful as you. Xoxo H”

You had text him, thanking him for the beautiful flowers, he had sent back “Sure thing gorgeous!”

Since then? Radio silence. Two weeks. Ashley was annoyed you even cared.

“Forget him. Let’s just go out tonight and find you someone else. At least you can say you had sex with Superman...”

“Yea... I’m not really in the mood to go out.”

“I don’t wanna hear it. We’re going out.”

Sure enough. You were being primped and prodded by your glam squad before you could even come up with an excuse why you couldn’t go.

—

It was another party. Another night of celebrities kissing the asses of producers and non-celebrities fawning over celebrities, and then there was you. You had opted for something more casual. Looking hot in black faux leather moto leggings and a flowy chiffon blouse/spaghetti strap tank. Your black Louboutin heels added the whole Bond Girl Sex appeal vibe.

You were walking along the far side of the pool, drink in hand when a man’s voice quietly whisper shouted “hey!”

You walked forward to see Chris Evans crouching down behind the massive potted plant.

“How’s it goin there bud? You ok?” You raised your eyebrows trying to stifle laughter as you stared down at him.

“Hey! Is that crazy woman in the purple dress anywhere close?” He asked.

You looked around, scanning the party for a crazy woman in a purple dress. And then you saw her. She was heading right for you.

“She’s coming this way.”

“Shit!”

She marched up to you and spoke insultingly slow, “Have you seen Chris Evans?”

“Yes. Why?”

“Well I’m looking for him.”

“Obviously. But why are you looking for my boyfriend?”

“I’m sorry, ...boyfriend?” She jerked her head looking up at you.

“Yea. Boyfriend. We’ve officially been together for three months now, almost four. So what can I help you with?”

“I feel like Chris would have told me he had a girlfriend....” she squinted, narrowing her eyes at you. When out of the bushes behind her Chris popped out. He brushed off a few stray leaves and walked your way.

“Baby! There you are! I’ve been looking everywhere for you!” He brushed passed the annoyed woman in the purple dress, wrapping his arms around your waist. “I’m glad I finally found you!” He leaned in and kissed you sweetly before his hand slid behind your neck, pulling you in for a deeper kiss.

The angered woman in the purple dress cleared her throat in the most obvious way. You pulled away, your hands still resting on him. “Oh! Babe... this woman was looking for you? She wouldn’t tell me why....”

He looped his arm around your waist, pulling you close as he turned to face her.

“Hey. What’s up?”

“Is she really your girlfriend?” She glared at him. You half expected lasers to shoot out of her eyes any minute now.

“Yea. We’ve been together almost four months now. If she’d say yes, we’d be engaged. But she wants to be rational and wait a little longer. But what can you do? Huh?” He laughed loudly and slid his hand down giving your ass a firm, obvious, squeeze with a quick pat.

You balled his shirt in your fist and pulled him towards you, planting a deep kiss on his lips. You smiled at him before shaking your head no and laughing, “shut up.”

“So what was it you needed?” You looked over your shoulder at the now red faced woman in the purple dress.

“Ugh! Whatever! You’re not even that pretty!” And she marched away, fists balled up at her sides.

Chris kept his hands on your waist, pulling your hips against his, as he smiled at you, your eyes locked on each other.

“Nice to meet you, thank you a million times over, I’m Chris.”

“Well you’re welcome. It’s the least I could do for my future husband. I’m Y/n.” You winked at him, your hands resting on the back of his neck.

“So... Future Mrs. Evans... Y/n... Girlfriend of almost four months... how are you tonight?” He smiled that megawatt smile, his clear blue eyes shining.

“I’m good. It’s never a dull night when I get to play Knight in Shining Armor instead of Damsel in Distress....”

“I owe you for that... seriously. I’ve been heavily avoiding her all night. And several others... I don’t know why I come to these parties.”

“Well I was dragged here by my best friend. And ya know, I had to lay claim on my future husband.” You were laughing at saying it and shaking your head.

“Man.... now I owe your best friend one too...” he locked eyes with you, making everything else around you disappear.

“Don’t let her know that or she’ll hold you to it.” You were almost too distracted by his handsome face to even respond.

Both of you zoned out staring at each other and smiling. Chris slid his hand behind your neck and leaned in, pulling you close, kissing you. Thankfully his other arm was wrapped around your waist. You went weak in the knees. And surprisingly the butterflies in your stomach didn’t keep you afloat. He pulled you closer as the kiss continued, you wrapped your arms around his neck, your right foot popping into the air like a romantic comedy.

——

That was almost four months ago now. And with the exception of a few days, you had seen Chris every day since then. The two of you had spent the rest of the party talking and laughing and occasionally making out. He made it abundantly clear you were the only one at the party he even noticed. You caught multiple women staring at you, jealousy written across their faces.

Since that night you were absolutely smitten. The more time you spent with him, the better he got. He was wildly romantic, and extremely silly and goofy, always making you laugh. He was thoughtful and sweet, but rugged and manly. He was perfect.

-

Chris sat on the wall in sunglasses and a RedSox hat. He sipped his smoothie as he waited for his friend.

“Whoa! I bet that’s someone famous!” He heard a familiar voice say.

Chris jumped up before he saw who had said that. “Shut up man... How are ya? Glad you’re back in town.”

“Yea! So am I. I had no clue that it was going to take so long to finish.”

“I mean, to be fair, you also didn’t know until last minute that it was even going to happen....”

“To be fair. Dude I literally had to race to the airport. I ended up having to send my assistant to buy shit because I forgot to pack a ton of stuff.”

“Thats crazy. Such is the biz. So how long you in town for?”

“You know man... I’m not really sure. I thought I’d come back for a couple of weeks... see if I can find something to keep me entertained. If I do, great, if I don’t, I’ll probably go home for a bit.”

“Well my girl has a friend, well it’s her assistant... I mean it’s her best friend. Anyway... She’s really pretty. Kind of crazy. Just your type.”

“So you’re still in love I take it?” Henry gave Chris a surprised look.

“More and more everyday man. I’m gonna marry this girl. She’s the one, without a doubt. I’ve never met anyone like her. She’s my best friend, the absolute greatest sex of my life, and I can’t get enough of her. I’m fucking hooked man. Shes my one. She’s great. You’ll love her.”

“Well alright then... I should probably start planning your bachelor party...”

“I’ve gotta get her to say yes first... which is actually what I need your help with. I’ve gotta go pick out a ring man.... I have an appointment with this jeweler guy at 2.”

“Oh shit. You’re serious. Like you’re honestly going to marry this girl....”

“Yea man... she’s the one.”

“Well fuck... let’s go get you a ring that she can’t say no to.”