Can I Buy You A Drink (Part 2)

A Chris Evans One Shot

Pairing: Chris x Reader

Summary: Part 2 (Finally!) to Can I Buy You A Drink, a one shot where the reader meets Chris Evans at a wedding and they end up going home together. Really though, it’s just PWP.

Length: 6.9k (I am aware I have a big issue with lengthy fics, SORRY!)

Warnings: Smut (lots of it!), Swearing

Part 2

Your POV:

The 10-minute cab ride to your hotel felt more like 10 hours as you sat in the backseat with Chris. You didn’t think you’d ever felt more sexual tension in the air than you had during this moment and for a moment you wondered if Chris – and the cab driver for that matter, could feel it too. Neither of you had said a word for the whole drive – and you still hadn’t kissed, but you knew that all bets were off as soon as you got to your hotel room. You chewed on your bottom lip and felt the muscles deep in your belly clench deliciously, unable to think of anything else except a naked Chris with his hands all over you.

You could feel the alcohol buzzing in your brain, all logical thoughts clouded by thoughts of Chris. You couldn’t believe this was happening – you’d left your friend’s wedding with none other than Captain Steve Rogers himself and were now sharing a cab with him, back to your hotel room. You couldn’t help the excited butterflies in your stomach. This story had only one ending, and you knew that both you and Chris, already knew how it ended. You pressed your legs into the seat trying to ignore the feeling of your muscles tightening, suddenly wondering when you became the type of girl that left events with a guy for what could only be a one-night thing. You chuckled silently to yourself as the drunken part of your brain answered your mental question for you – since Chris-fucking-Evans asked you to go home with him, that’s when.

You tried to drown out your drunken thoughts by watching the Los Angeles city buildings fly by your window, your brain entirely preoccupied with thoughts of the man sitting only inches away from you. You sucked in a silent gulp of air and turned to sneak a glance at Chris, your heart once again racing as you took in every inch of his gorgeous profile.  Your eyes lingered on his full lips and perfectly groomed beard and all of a sudden you couldn’t help but wonder what they’d feel like against your skin. You closed your eyes and suppressed a soft moan, a shiver running down your spine when you realized that you wouldn’t have to wonder for much longer.

Your eyes flashed open when you all of a sudden felt Chris’ hand on your thigh, your skin instantly heating and burning beneath his touch. You bit your lip and forced yourself to look out the window, every single one of your nerve endings on fire as he ever so softly stroked your thigh, his fingers drawing slow, rhythmic circles into your flesh. You could feel your desire for him growing by the second, fighting the inconsolable urge to unbuckle your seat belt and climb onto his lap. Who cared that there was a cab driver sitting less than three feet away from you? You were sitting next to Chris Evans! You let out a silent ragged breath and glanced down at your thighs, the sight of Chris’ large hand on your skin sending a fresh wave of desire coursing through your body. It took everything you had to not move on the seat, wanting desperately to part your legs and let his hand drop between your thighs. You closed your eyes and breathed in deeply, unable to recall the last time you’d ever been this aroused. You could feel yourself rapidly losing the ability to control your actions, knowing that if this car ride didn’t end in the next few minutes be climbing Chris in a heat beat.

Moments before you could feel yourself lose it completely, the cab came to an abrupt halt outside your hotel. Chris handed the cabbie a twenty and you both stepped out of the car, Chris following close on your heels as the two of you walked through the hotel doors and into a waiting elevator. You could feel his gaze burning into your back as you stepped forward and pressed the button for the 30^th floor, the sound of your deep shuddering breaths masked by the sound of the elevator doors closing in front of you.

An elevator sex scene suddenly began to play in your mind and you fought the overwhelming urge to turn and push him up against the wall. You could feel an invisible force from somewhere unknown pulling you towards him like the two sides of a magnet, the thickness in the air suddenly making it harder to breathe. You were standing only inches apart and you knew that if you moved even slightly you’d be touching, but somehow it was as if the anticipation of it all was forcing you both to stand still. You forced yourself to look down at your feet as your heart continued to race in your chest, every single muscle in your body tensing deliciously. You couldn’t remember the last time you’d ever felt like this, the last time you’d ever wanted to feel someone pressed up against you so badly.

The elevator dinged and the doors finally opened, the fresh air in the hallway a welcoming relief to your burning lungs. You practically jumped out into the corridor, trying your best to suck in the much needed air without making a sound. You could feel Chris’ presence behind you as the two of you approached the door to room 334, your hands uncontrollably clumsy as you fumbled in your bag to find your key card. As soon as you felt your fingers close around the card, it was as if time had suddenly switched into slow motion.

You felt Chris’ hands on your waist and your body being turned back towards him, his beautiful blue-eyed gaze flickering from your eyes to your mouth and back again. You realised he was silently asking for permission, his hands pulling your body against his though only just keeping the space between you. You took in a deep, loud breath and softly nodded your head yes, Chris’ mouth instantly crashing against yours and finally – finally, giving what you’d been waiting all night for. Though his lips were soft and pillowy and everything you’d ever imagined they’d be, his kiss was rough and insistent, and almost possessive as his mouth pressed against yours. His grip on your hips grew tighter as he pulled you against his own, his kiss quickly growing heated and impatient as his lips moved feverishly on yours.

You felt yourself being pushed back until the cold wood of the door pressed against your back, one of Chris’ hands sliding up your body as your arms wrapped around his neck. He pushed his tongue into your mouth and you let out a soft moan, welcoming the intrusion as he palmed your flesh through your dress. You felt like your body was practically vibrating, the feeling of want consuming you unlike anything you’d ever felt before. There was no mistaking the feeling between your legs either now, your arousal and desire for Chris an insatiable, growing need.

“Chris” you breathed, your voice coming out as a ragged moan, squeezing your eyes shut and allowing yourself to give in to the pleasure for just a moment. Oh god yes. You knew you had to get inside your room - if you let Chris go on any longer you’d be fucking on the floor of the hotel hallway in minutes. “Chris” you tried again, letting out a louder moan when you felt him nip the skin just below your ear, mustering up all of your strength and giving him a gentle shove against his chest. His eyes widened in momentary alarm and he stopped - obviously concerned that he’d done something wrong, his face instantly relaxing when he realised what you were trying to do. “Inside” you whispered through heavy breaths, your heart still thumping in your chest, “We need to get inside”.

Chris released his grip on your body and you turned around to face the door, fumbling through your bag for the key card once again. Your heart raced and you felt like it was going to burst right out of your chest when you finally unlocked the room, Chris’ hand reaching up to hold the door and gesturing for you to enter in front of him. You could feel your heart beat in your ears as you walked over to the floor to ceiling windows, not even bothering to turn around as you heard the door click closed behind you. You tried in vain to slow down your still-heavy breathing as you glanced out at the moonlit city view, every single fiber in your body once again on edge when you felt Chris’ presence behind you moments later.

You sucked in a breath when you felt Chris’ hand touch your waist, one of his hands sliding slowly up your body and pulling your long curls over your shoulder. He pulled you into him so that his chest was pressed against your back, holding you flush against him as he bent his head over your exposed shoulder. A soft moan involuntarily escaped your throat as soon as you felt his lips touch your skin, reaching one hand back to hold his head as he kissed gently along your shoulder. His intoxicating scent filled your nose and you couldn’t help but lean back into him, closing your eyes and losing yourself in the feeling of his mouth on your skin. Oh god, yes.

Chris’ hands travelled up your front and came to rest on your chest, the sound of his breath heavy in your ears as continued his assault on your shoulder. He kisses came harder and you felt him begin to nip and suck at your skin, his hands moving higher and sliding the straps of your dress off your shoulders. Your didn’t even protest when you felt him pull down the top half of your dress to expose your bra, your mind too preoccupied with the exquisite feeling of his mouth on your skin. If his lips felt this good on your shoulder, you couldn’t even begin to imagine what they’d feel like on other parts of your body. You let out a breathy moan at the thought of him between your thighs, leaning back into his body harder and all of a sudden feeling like you were going to explode.

Chris’ POV:

Y/N’s breathy moan rang in my ears as I sucked the skin above her collarbone, feeling my already raging arousal press harder into her body. Oh baby yes. I cupped her breasts with both hands and grinned when I heard her moan, quickly flipping down the cups of her blush lacy bra and kneading the soft, newly exposed skin. “Chris, oh God yesss” Y/N breathed, her words trailing off into louder moans as I started to play with her nipples. “I think we need to go to the bedroom sweetheart” I breathed into her ear, giving her left breast a rough squeeze, “Although on second thought, that table right there looks pretty fuckin’ inviting”. I didn’t bother waiting for her response as I suddenly lifted her from the floor, Y/N instantly wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing her lips to mine in another hungry kiss.

Two steps to the left and I’d moved us to the table, sitting her down and standing between her legs as she immediately went to work on slipping off my suit jacket. “As much as I do love suits on guys” Y/N finally spoke when she released my lips, “I’d much prefer you to be naked for this particular activity. This all needs to come off”. Her voice was soft, breathy and unbelievably sexy as she loosened my tie from my neck, my hands involuntarily reaching out for her breasts again as she made quick work of the buttons of my shirt. I watched as she paused momentarily to look down at my now naked torso, biting her lip and looking back up at me with a mischievous, sexy smile. Oh Fuck. She leaned forward and captured my lips in another feverish kiss, her fingers gripping and squeezing as she moved her hands over my arms, back and chest. She tugged on my bottom lip with her teeth before she pulled away, grinning up at me cheekily as she gave my biceps another squeeze. “I’m sorry I really can’t help myself. You’re just— all muscle, oh my God”.

I chuckled and flashed her a cheeky grin, pulling her in for another quick heated kiss as my hands went back to her breasts. I bent and replaced my hands with my lips, leaving a trail of hot wet kisses over her breasts until I found her nipple with my mouth. I gave her a playful nip and grinned against her skin when she let out a loud moan, her fingers digging into my arms as she wrapped her legs around my hips and held me to her like a vice.  I released her nipple with a soft pop and lifted my head to look up at her, reaching up with one hand to squeeze her breast again. “What you said before about being naked? I’m all for it” I quipped as I roughly kneaded her skin, “So all of this really needs to come off ASAP”. She grinned sexily and bit her bottom lip, unwrapping her arms from my neck and reaching back to unclip and remove her bra.

I sucked in a breath as I watched her breasts finally fall free, stepping back and watching as she shimmied her dress down her body and slid it off her legs. She tossed the dress aside and I bit my lip as I looked back at her, feeling the muscles deep in my belly clench as my eyes ran over Y/N. God she was a sight.  I’d been undressing her in my mind and imagining her like this since the moment I’d seen her at the wedding today, the sight of her almost entirely naked body everything I’d imagined and more. I felt my erection strain almost painfully against my suit pants. Fuck. I needed to have her now. “Think it’s your turn now Chris” Y/N mused as she leaned back on her hands and shifted her legs on the table, the breath leaving my lungs when I got a glance of the tiny,  blush coloured lace panties that only just seemed to cover her sex. I undid my belt and pushed down my pants, Y/N tilting her head and raising one mischievous eyebrow as she watched me step out of my bottoms. I watched her eyes flicker down my almost naked body and linger for a moment on my erection, her eyes travelling back up to my face and meeting mine in a seductive gaze. She grinned and bit her full bottom lip, parting her legs and this time allowing me a full, unobstructed view of her underwear. An audible groan escaped my lips and in that moment all I could think about was burying my head between her thighs and making her cry out my name with my tongue.

YOUR POV:

You could feel your heart beat thumping in your ears as you looked back at Chris standing in front of you, the sight of his clearly evident arousal making you swallow thickly. Oh just take me now. You sucked in a breath when he quickly closed the distance between you, his dark, hooded eyes never breaking contact with yours as he pulled you in for a passionate kiss and bent down in front of you. Your body trembled with anticipation when you realised what he was about to do, suddenly aware that the sight of Chris’ gorgeous face between your legs was something you’d only ever seen in dreams. Captain America, in all his bearded, muscled glory, kneeling between your thighs. Oh God yes. You felt like you were going to explode. Chris bit his lip and reached out to pull you closer to the edge of the table, draping your legs over his shoulders and positioning you exactly how he wanted. You could feel his hot breath through your underwear, the anticipation of his mouth on you making you even more aroused, your body twitching when Chris reached up to pull your underwear to the side with his fingers.

You swore you heard his breathing hitch when he laid eyes on your already glistening folds, the sight of him licking his lips suddenly sending your body into overdrive. “You have the most gorgeous pussy sweetheart” Chris breathed, his eyes still trained intently on your slit, “And you’re so fuckin’ wet for me”. His words were like a direct hotline to your groin, an involuntary moan escaping your lips as a fresh wave of arousal hit you. Chris grinned hungrily and glanced up at your wanting expression, reaching down with his free hand and readjusting himself in his underwear. “I’ve been thinking about eating you out since the moment we got in the cab”. Oh Jesus. “Then what are you waiting—” you managed to get out, your words suddenly cut off when Chris leaned forward and ran his tongue along your folds without warning. “Oh fuck!” you moaned, dropping your head back and wriggling your hips on the table. Your arms threatened to give out underneath you as he licked, sucked and tasted your most intimate parts, his tongue teasing noises out of you that you were certain you’d never made before. You couldn’t decide if it was the fact that it was Chris Evans that was between your thighs at this very moment or if it was because he was really, just that good at it.

“You taste so sweet baby” Chris whispered against you, his words sending a wave of shivers down your spine “I could eat you all day”. This time you couldn’t help but drop back onto the table, your breathing becoming loud and heavy as you wriggled your hips in his grasp. “Keep still” Chris suddenly barked, his voice echoing in your ears as he readjusted his hands and held your legs still, “Or I’ll have to use my tie to stop you from moving”. Though you could hear the cheekiness in his words, his deep commanding voice filled your mind with the image of a dominant Captain America tying you down and bringing you to orgasm with his tongue. You groaned loudly at the thought and arched your back on the table when Chris flicked his tongue against your most sensitive spot, somehow finding the strength to lift your head and look down at him between your legs. “Don’t threaten me with a good time Chris”.

Chris grinned mischievously at you from his spot between your thighs, his lips glistening with your wetness. God, had you ever seen a sexier sight? “You keep up with that mouth of yours Y/N and I just might have to”. You barely had time to think of a response before his mouth was on you again, your head dropping back as his tongue licked long, slow strokes from the bottom to the top and back again. Whatever he was doing felt incredible - and even that was an understatement, Chris’ name falling from your lips in a breathy moan as he flicked his tongue against you once again. You felt his arms tighten around your legs and his hands press down onto your belly to keep you still, unable to stop your hips from grinding against the table as he continued his slow torture on your folds. You could hear nothing except for noise of Chris’ tongue on your sex, the wet sounds echoing around the room and sending fresh waves of pleasure coursing through your body. You knew if he kept this up you be coming soon, already feeling the delicious sensation building deep in the muscles of your belly.

As if Chris could hear your thoughts, you let out a cry when he pushed one long finger into you, barely giving you time to adjust before pushing in a second. “Oh God you’re tight sweetheart” Chris breathed as he began to fuck you slowly with his fingers, “You’re gonna feel so fuckin’ good around me”. “Oh Chris—” you moaned again, biting your bottom lip to stifle a groan when you felt his fingers curl up into you, “Just like that– oh god yes!”. You lifted your head to look down at him again and felt your muscles clench when he flashed you another one of his signature sexy bad boy grins, his gorgeous blue eyes locked on yours as he bent forward and pressed his tongue to you once again.

You knew you were done for the moment you felt his mouth on you, his eyes glued to yours as he tongued your folds while he fucked you with his fingers. You could feel the pressure building, the sensation getting stronger until you knew you were right on the edge, your head dropping back as you reached out for his head. “Chris baby, I’m so close!” You breathed, squeezing your eyes shut as your hands fisted in his hair, “I’m gonna, I’m gonna–”. His fingers pumped in and out of you and you could tell that you were about to lose it, the combination of his expert tongue and long thick fingers making you moan louder. “That’s it baby girl let me hear you” Chris responded, his voice deep and commanding and sending shivers down your spine, “Come for me Y/N, I wanna hear you say my name”.

“Oh Chris, fuck yes oh—!”. His words were your undoing and in an instant you were coming, the sensation in your belly finally all too much as it exploded and spread throughout your body like a firework. Your hands fisted tighter in Chris’s hair and you squeezed your eyes shut, Chris’ arms holding your wriggling body in place while he fingered you through your high. For a long moment you could feel nothing but pleasure, warmth coursing through your veins and your heartbeat echoing in your ears. You sucked in heavy breaths as you felt your body slowly come down, your chest heaving as the rest of your body went limp. You felt Chris withdraw his fingers and for a moment you felt strangely empty, smiling up at the ceiling as your felt yourself come back to reality. Chris Evans had just made you come with his incredibly skilled tongue and fingers, and you’d exploded around him in one of the most intense orgasms you’d ever had. Wow was the only word your brain could come up with to describe it. Your hips suddenly bucked when you felt Chris press his tongue against your now sensitive sex without warning, your body jolting upright and wriggling out of his hold.

“Hey!” you scolded, body still twitching, “That’s sensitive you know”. Chris looked up at you and grinned like a cheeky school boy, leaning over you and capturing your lips in his. You tasted yourself all over his tongue and couldn’t help but moan from how hot you thought that was, sucking in a gulp of air when he pulled away and winked at you. “Oh I know sweetheart”. You felt his rock hard erection press against your belly as he leaned over to bring his lips to your ear, all of a sudden feeling the overwhelming urge to get on your knees for him. He’d made you practically see stars - now it was your turn to do that for him.  

“Do you have any idea how God damn gorgeous you look when you come?” Chris asked with his lips at your ear, quickly bending to give your right nipple a gentle bite, “Or how fuckin’ sexy you sound when you say my name?”. You chuckled softly and grinned, cupping his face and pulling his mouth away from your breasts and back up to your lips in a passionate kiss. “I don’t actually, no. But do you know what I do know?” you asked Chris when you pulled apart, his eyes flickering from your eyes to your mouth and back again. “What’s that?”. You grinned mischievously, kissing Chris again and tugging on his bottom lip with your teeth. “I know” you whispered as you reached down between you and palmed his length through his underwear, “that this time it’s my turn to get between your legs”.

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Chris’ POV:

“Oh my God Y/N, fuckin’ hell baby”. Chris’ moans only seemed to encourage you as you bobbed your head back and forth, your lips stretched softly around his length. “That feels–oh fuck!”. Chris let out an audible groan when you pushed him even further into your throat, the hand in your hair suddenly gripping even tighter. Fuck. You opened your eyes to look up at Chris, watching his eyes darken when he lifted his head and looked back down to meet your gaze. You moaned softly as you swirled your tongue around him, his free hand reaching out for your shoulder to steady himself on his feet.

You couldn’t help the heady rush of power that filled your head as you listened to Chris groan - you were on your knees in front of Captain America himself, he completely at your mercy as you took him in your mouth. Never, in a million years did you ever picture yourself in this situation. You shifted your knees on the bed as you felt the heat start to pool in your belly once again, your arousal building as you worked Chris with your tongue. You couldn’t wait to feel him inside you, the image of him bending you over and taking you from behind suddenly filling your mind and sending an electric shiver down your spine. Oh God yes.

You opened your mouth wider and made another attempt to take more of Chris’ impressive length, fighting the urge to gag when you felt him touch the back of your throat. The movement made Chris hiss, both of his hands moving to your head and holding you in place. You squeezed your eyes shut and held him there for as long as you could handle, your tongue swirling around him and eliciting what could only be described as a growl from Chris. You backed off and brought your hand up to wrap your fingers around him, wet sounds echoing around the room as your mouth and hands worked in rhythm. You knew you had him when he started to push his hips into you with each bob of your head, his breathing shaky and rapidly getting louder.

Just when you thought he was going to fall apart in your mouth, you felt him pull back and slide out of your mouth with a small ‘pop’ sound. He pulled you up by your shoulders and before you could pout and ask what he was doing, he was pushing you down onto the bed on your back. He leaned down over you and pressed his lips to yours in a feverish kiss, his tongue invading your mouth as his hands squeezed roughly up your body. “I can’t wait any longer” Chris breathed as he left rough, wet kisses down your throat and chest, “I need to be inside you now”. You dropped your head back into the bed and let out a breathy sigh when he found your nipple once again, his hands and mouth working in tandem over both of your breasts and sending you into ecstasy.

You reached down and ran your hands down Chris’ back, marvelling at the feeling of his thick back muscles rippling beneath his skin. He was like a big wall of muscle, every part of him thick, taught and ridiculously sexy. There wasn’t a part of him you didn’t want to touch, your hands gripping his muscles as you buried your face into his neck and licked along his collarbone. 

He groaned against your skin when you gave him a soft nip, the muscles in his back suddenly tensing deliciously underneath your fingertips. It was like you just couldn’t seem to get enough of each other, the two of you only getting more and more turned on with each new touch and kiss. You knew, and you could feel, that he wanted you just as much as you wanted him. You breathing was quickly becoming shallow and desperate once again - you needed to have him now.

“Condom?” you somehow managed to ask between breaths, Chris lifting his head to kiss you before getting off the bed and jogging back through to the living area of the hotel room. You lay naked and waiting and in an instant he was back, your body practically vibrating with want as you admired the glorious sight standing in front of you. You struggled to think of a good enough word to describe naked Chris - he was practically sex on legs. From his enormous biceps to his perfectly muscled chest, all the way down to his impressive, erect cock. The man was faultless, a modern day Greek God Adonis. And tonight, he was all yours.

You watched as he effortlessly rolled the condom on, pumping himself a few times before looking back at you lying sprawled and open on the bed. “Fuck you’re gorgeous Y/N” Chris mused, his eyes running up and down your body as he knelt down onto the bed,  "I’ve been wanting to do this all night". You felt your body tremble when he positioned your legs around him, your breathing coming in short, raspy breaths as he lined himself up at your entrance.

Chris looked down at you with dark eyes and you nodded, answering his unspoken question and throwing your head back into the mattress when you felt him push inside you. Oh my God. You both let out cries of pleasure as you stretched around his length, the two of you adjusting to the delicious feeling of him inside you. “So fuckin’ tight baby” Chris groaned, pushing in even further until his hips were touching yours, “So fuckin’ good”.

Your hands reached out and fisted in the soft sheets beneath you, unable to think of anything except how tight and full you suddenly felt. You let out a whimper when Chris pulled back and pushed on into you, his own head dropping back as he relished the feeling of finally fucking you. Chris ran his fingers along your thighs as he began to push in and out of you, working up a steady rhythm that you knew would soon send you off the edge.

He leaned forward captured your lips in a rough, heavy kiss, quickly moving to leave a trail of wet, opened mouth kisses along your collarbone and breasts. All of a sudden he was everywhere, invading all of your sense like a plague until all you could think, see and feel was Chris. He rocked in and out of you and you clung to him like a tree, your fingers digging into his thick back as all manner of noises left your lips. You couldn’t remember the last time you’d sounded like this - or at least when you’d ever been this loud, Chris’ breath hot and heavy in your ear as he pushed in and out of you with increasing pace.

His movements got faster and deeper as he fucked you like a man possessed, your bodies becoming hot and sticky with sweat as you continued to moan his name out loud. “You like that baby? Right there–oh fuck yes”. You couldn’t form the words to answer him, only managing to nod your head yes as he held you to him and plunged in and out, his hips suddenly changing angle and hitting a brand new deep spot inside you. You cried out his name and gripped his back harder, the sensation in your belly rapidly growing and getting stronger every time he pushed into you. “Oh Chris” you breathed, knowing you were once again close to finishing, “That feels–oh Chris yes!”.

Chris lifted his head to kiss you, swallowing your moans as you got closer to the edge, your hands releasing his back at reaching up to fist in his hair once again. “Oh right there Chris, right there, oh fuck I’m gonna–” you moaned, squeezing your eyes shut as Chris pounded into you. “Me too sweetheart I’m right there, come for me Y/N” Chris growled, a bead of sweat dripping down his temple as he held you, “Come with me baby!”. In an instant you went from teetering on the edge to free-falling, an orgasm ripping through you and sending shivers to every single inch of your body. You bucked beneath Chris as he let out an animalistic groan, pushing into you with one final thrust and finding his own release with your name on his lips.

You had no words to describe how you were currently feeling, the whole night suddenly feeling like nothing short of a dream. You felt like you were drunk - warm, sweaty and sated, the two of you a sweaty mess of limbs and sheets as you lay in the afterglow of your hotel room sex. Chris was clinging to you like a vine, his head resting on your chest as you both panted and tried to get your breathing back to normal. You breathed in his scent - a delicious mix of his cologne, sweat and sex, closing your eyes and dropping your head back onto the bed. You’d never experienced anything as intoxicating, arousing and intense as what had just happened between you and Chris. Content. You’d never felt more so than this moment right now.

You didn’t know how long you were laying like that - wrapped around each other in post coital bliss, eventually Chris stirring and rolling over onto his back. You felt your heart flutter when he pulled you to him and lifted his head to kiss you, reaching up to tuck one side of your messy curls behind your ear. You smiled as you looked down into his beautiful blue eyes, marvellin at how he was the perfect mix of soft and sweet and rough and dominant. You could still feel your heart racing in your chest, your breathing only just starting to slow, your brain suddenly struggling to come up with something to say. “That was—” your voice trailing off as you tried in vain to come up with an appropriate adjective.

Chris only grinned, lifting to kiss you a second time. “That was fuckin’ incredible Y/N” Chris breathed softly, eyes studying your face, “You are fuckin’ incredible Y/N”. You couldn’t help the involuntary grin that grew on your face from his words, raising one mischievous eyebrow and tilting your head to look at him. “Speak for yourself Chris” you replied with a grin, reaching out to run your fingers through his dark chest hairs. He let out a soft moan and closed his eyes momentarily, opening his eyes and looking back at you. “Seriously though, you’re so damn sexy. Especially when you come oh my god”.

You chuckled and shook your head, bending to give him a playful nip on the arm. “You’re cheeky Mr”. He flashed you a gorgeous, cheeky school boy grin and you laughed as you rolled onto your back, letting out a sigh and closing your eyes with a smile. You let yourself relax into the mattress as your mind began replaying every moment of your mind blowing sex with Chris, reminding yourself that no, this wasn’t a dream and yes, it was all entirely real. You had just slept with Chris Evans!

You felt movement beside you and assumed it was Chris cleaning himself up, the warmth from his body suddenly disappearing when he sat up in bed. You opened one wide eye and turned to look at him, looking up just in time to see him stand up out of bed. Standing stark naked, you took the opportunity to not so subtly admire his incredible, muscled body for the hundredth time, heat once again pooling in your belly from just looking at him. Mmmm.

“Water?” Chris asked as he turned to you, miming drinking out a bottle as he did so. You shook your head no as you rolled over onto your side and propped your head up on your elbow, feeling very much like a calendar model as Chris’s eye ran down your stretched out body. “You sure? I think you’re gonna need it”. You raised one eyebrow curiously, reaching up to run your fingers through your long, messy curls. “And why is that?”. Chris flashed you a devilish grin and in an instant you knew what he was getting at, your muscles immediately clenching as he looked back at you with a heated, lust filled gaze. “You’ll need to hydrate sweetheart, we’ve got a long night ahead and I’m very far from done with you yet”. You swallowed thickly and flashed him a seductive grin. “Ready when you are handsome”.

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