Chris Evans Imagines

Quarantine - Part 3 (Smut-ish)

Warning: Just A Little Bit Of Smut 😏

One Year Later

Y/N sighed as she sat down on the bar stool. Chris smiled at her as he continued to make a snack. Nerves washed over Y/N's body as she suddenly realized what she had to do. She began shifting in her seat. She put her hands between her thighs and the seat. Chris could not only see there was something obviously she wanted to talk about, but he could also sense it. It's like the energy in the room had shifted and Chris was concerned something was wrong.

"Just spit it out already," he said impatiently. "Your nervousness is making me nervous."

Y/N exhaled. "Okay, so although we're still in a pandemic, things seem to be somewhat turning around - at least for me. My new job seems to be a steady one and one I plan to stay long term as I love my job. So, I think it's time I move out and get my own place."

Chris took a step back from the counter, completely taken by surprise by this. Y/N seemed to know exactly what was going through his mind. So, she continued, "you have been graciously kind to invite me into your home when my lease was up and I had nowhere else to go during the shut down-"

"True, but things are different now," Chris interrupted. He walked around the kitchen island and sat on the bar stool next to her. He turned her seat so she could face him. "We're together and very much in love," he leaned in and gave her a sweet, tender kiss. "So, why move out when you're eventually just going to move back in?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. I feel like you were forced to invite me to stay with you. You're too nice to let your friendly neighbor be homeless."

"Baby, no, that's not the case at all," he grabbed her hands. "I've never told you this before, but I've been in love with you since the day you moved in next door. So, inviting you to stay with me was a selfish act on my part. I wanted you here. I wanted to be with you. I wasn't only doing it to help you out, but I was also hoping I could win you with my witty charm," he poked her stomach as he gave her a flirty grin. "Besides, you're gonna move back in anyways," he said confidently.

"What makes you so sure about that?" She teased.

"Well," he got up from his seat and walked to one of the cabinets. He reached for a small black box he had hidden underneath a glass bowl he's never used. He knew Y/N would never find it as the top shelf was too high for her to reach.

Y/N gasped as soon as she realized exactly what was in that box. Chris smiled as he spoke, "I did have this big grand proposal for you, but I can't wait anymore, and you seem hellbent on leaving and I want you to stay." He got down on one knee and grabbed her left hand. "Will you please be my forever quarantine buddy?"

Y/N let out a snort at his corny joke as she was already crying with so much joy. "Yes, I'll marry you."

Chris stood up and Y/N immediately wrapped her arms around his neck, both leaning in to kiss each other. Chris fingertips dug on her waist, pulling her closer to his body as the kiss grew passionate. Y/N hiked up her leg, wrapping it around his waist, her calve resting on his perfect firm ass cheek. Chris hands slid down to her butt and gave it a squeeze, signaling her to jump. She did and wrapped both legs around his waist. Chris fumbled forward as he made his way to the master bedroom. It was too far, instead he pushed her up against a wall.

His lips left hers and trailed down her neck, across her collarbone, earning a hum of approval from Y/N. Her hands ran through his soft hair before tugging on it. "Kiss me," she begged. Chris did as she asked and kissed her with so much hunger. Their tongues fought for dominance, driving Chris absolutely crazy as he wanted control. He let out a small growl in her mouth as he pinned her harder against the wall.

She gasped as she felt his harden member pressed against her clothed sex. She held on tight as his hands slowly went up her thighs and underneath her shirt. Y/N hissed as his cold fingers sold underneath her bra and squeezed her boobs. She dug her feet into the small dimples of his back, wanting for more. "Bedroom. Now," she demanded.

Chris leaned off the wall and made his way to the bedroom. Y/N held her weight with her legs and steady herself as she slowly took off her top. Chris' lips kissed along the top of her breast with such tender, wet kisses. Y/N grabbed the door handle and Chris closed the door with his foot. He leaned forward slowly until Y/N's back touched the bed.

He hovered over her, his lips never once leaving hers as his hand made his way to her back to unhook her bra. Y/N was always impressed Chris could unhook her bra within seconds with one hand without even looking. It was definitely a turn on.

Chris tossed the bra aside and trailed kisses down her neck, between the valley of her breasts. He cupped the right boob gently, lightly massaging it as his tongue and mouth worked the left nipple. Y/N let out a sigh of satisfaction, almost leaning back with her arms above her head, letting him work his magic with that wonderful tongue of his. She hissed as he pulled her nipple between his teeth, his last move before he switched to her other boob to give it the same special treatment. Y/N's back arch as he sucked in her nipple. Her hands ended up in his hair and tightened her legs around his waist as her toes curled.

"Fuck, Chris," she moaned as she began grinding against his hard member. "Get these fucking sweatpants off."

Warm breath fanned against her harden nipple as he chuckled darkly. "Yes ma'am."

Chris stood up and disregarded his shirt and sweatpants, Y/N's raised an eyebrow, very surprised he was going cammando. She tucked her bottom lip between her teeth as his thick hard member sprung up and hit his lower abdomen. Chris leaned down and kissed her deeply with so much love and passion. His hands slowly pulled down her pants with her underwear. Y/N whined as the suspense was killing her.

His lips covered every inch of her body with feverish kisses, wanting and appreciating every inch of her body. Reminding her how fucking gorgeous she was as he whispered not only sweet little nothings, but of course the dirty things he wanted to do with her because he can't control himself around her. But tonight was different. It wasn't about just sex, ripping each other's clothes, playing with toys or role playing. Tonight was about love.

He pulled back and cupped her cheek. He looked deep in her eyes with so much love and adoration. "You're so fucking beautiful. Every part of you," He lined himself up before slowly entering her. Y/N grabbed him by the waist and pulled him down to her. Her hands roamed his back muscles as he completely filled her up, balls deep. His eyes never once left hers the entire time, he leaned down and whispered against her lips, "I could love you forever and I'm so happy you're letting me."

"Love me, Chris, every day for the rest of our lives," she whispered before he kissed her and they spent the rest of the night making love on the night of their engagement.