chris evans imagines ♡

oops? (smut)

Warnings: smut, language...

Request from: Ameliagc06

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"Oh no, Dodgy." You frowned and looked at Dodger. He just sat on the grass and stared at you.

You were outside in the backyard letting him do his business. After he was done, you started to pick up his mess and noticed something different. 

Since you moved in, you felt like Dodger's mom. To you, he wasn't a dog. He was a baby that needed all the love in the world. 

After throwing the bag away, you went inside and made a beeline to the bathroom. You washed your hands and walked towards the living room, looking for Chris.

As you searched for him, you loudly said, "Babe? Dodger had a really weird shit. Should we be worried?" 

You stopped dead in your tracks and your hand flew to cover your mouth. Chris was sitting on the usual spot where he does ASP interviews. You were in front of him and behind the computer. Thankfully, no one could see you. 

Chris chuckled, "I apologize. Give me just a sec."

He quickly turned his camera and microphone off and said, "Babe, I'm in the middle of an interview. Could you give me a few hours?" 

You nodded and whispered, "Yeah. Sorry."

As you headed upstairs to your bedroom, you felt like slapping yourself in the face. Please cut that out of the interview. Oh my, you thought.

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A few hours later, Chris walked in the bedroom and found you laying in bed. You were currently watching "Clueless" on Netflix. 

You didn't notice Chris, so you kept watching the movie. He silently grabbed the remote from the nightstand, and turned the TV off.

Brows furrowed, you turned around and saw him standing near the edge of the bed. 

"Soooo..." You said and grimaced at the memory.

Chris chuckled and climbed the bed, positioning himself on top of you. "I thought I told you about the interview, princess." 

He leaned down and kissed your neck. You let out a soft, almost inaudible moan which made Chris smirk against the soft skin of your neck.

Wanting the moment to further into something more, you responded, "Sorry?"

Chris pulled back and looked you in the eye. His beautiful blue eyes were now dark with lust.

"Don't make me punish you, princess." He growled.

"But I did nothing wrong." You said purposely and pouted. For some reason a slightly angry Chris, turned you on. 

He took your wrists in his hands and pinned them above you. He pulled back one hand and the other kept holding your wrists in place. 

After the interview incident, you decided to wear a nightgown and spend the rest of the day in bed. Chris was now very thankful for that decision. With his free hand, he reached underneath your nightgown. To his delight, you didn't have any underwear on. 

"You're going to regret that, princess."

His hand grazed your thighs and soon enough they were softly touching your clit. A soft moan erupted from you. Hearing it, Chris pressed his finger against your clit and started rubbing small circles. You arched your back and in response, his finger picked up a faster pace. 

"Chris-" You breathed and he stopped all of his actions.

Chris smirked and without a warning, he inserted one of his fingers inside of you. After you let out a deep moan, he added a second finger. 

"Fuck." You moaned. 

As his fingers picked up the pace, Chris started to kiss and suck on your neck, leaving his mark. 

You started to approach your climax and Chris could feel your walls tightening around his fingers. All of a sudden, he pulled them back and smirked, without giving you the release you craved. You could've smacked him right then and there. 

"Are you sorry for what you did earlier, baby?" He said in a low deep voice.

You wanted to drive his patience crazy, but because he didn't let you orgasm, you threw the act away. All you wanted was to feel him inside you.

"Yes, baby. I'm sorry." You whined.

"Good girl." He leaned down and kissed you, his tongue exploring your mouth.

Making you whine, he pulled back and sat up. In one swift motion he took his shirt off and you couldn't help but bite your lip at the sight. 

He stood up from the bed and took his sweatpants off. At the same time, you took your nightgown off, not wanting to waste more time.

Chris climbed the bed again and positioned himself on top of you. 

"Chris, I need you-" You whined.

Chris kissed you deeply and rocked his hips against your pelvis. Since you didn't have any clothes on to stop him, he slipped inside you. Surprised, you moaned into his mouth and arched your back even more. 

Chris pulled back from the kiss and groaned at the feeling of your tight walls clenching around him.

"Fuck, princess-" 

His thrusts were slow at first. He wanted to drive you crazy and so far, it was working.

"Please-" You moaned.

The sound of your moans and pleads drove him crazy. Fuck this, he thought and started thrusting in and out of you in a fast speed.

He leaned down and kissed you. The sound of your skin slapping together and the sound of your moans, were driving him over the edge. 

After a few minutes, he couldn't help it and spilled himself inside you. Feeling him come inside you and the sound of his heavy breathing, made you reach your own climax. 

"Fuck!" You exclaimed.

After you both came down from your high, Chris rolled over and stood up from the bed. He walked to the bathroom and grabbed a towel, which he used to clean you up.

Afterwards, he laid down next to you and pulled you in an embrace. He kissed your forehead and rested his cheek on it.

Before falling asleep, you realized something rather important.

Wait. Did we use protection?

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