SMUT

Him

I saw him. His lanky legs slither out of his large SUV. His red eyes glare through my soul. Harry. He's the most notorious mafia leader in the whole world. And here he was, staring me down. He licks his lips suggestively. He whips out his humungous cock secretly still holding eye contact. I look away, unable to hide my face from Harry.

"You ok?" A voice says from behind me.

I whip around. It's Chris Evans. He presses closer to me and whispers in my ear seductively, "I'm an ass man."

He presses his bulge closer to me. His breath quickens and he starts moaning. All of a sudden, I hear more moaning from behind me.

"Harry?"

"Shh baby, you don't sound like Louis"

We all continue fucking until I fall the the ground, unable to move. I watch Harry and Chris continue to *enjoy themselves* as I start to fall asleep.

The Next Morning

There's cum everywhere. I poke some of it and put it in my mouth. Salty. I look around and see the entire marvel cast around me. I don't remember this happening.

Suddenly, I run to the bathroom with overwhelming feeling to throw up. Shit, I think as I continue to throw up.

"Oh no, darling." Scarlett Johansson walks in and pulls my hair back.

"I'm here for you baby"

I believe her. The only problem is... who's the father?

The End