Sliding into my DMs (Chris Evans fanfiction)

Chapter 52

**WARNING, SLIGHT SMUTTY CONTENT**

It was around 11am when we got back to the hotel. I was a bit knackered from the early get up and the sheer adrenaline that had been coursing through my veins while up in the air. Once we walked into our suite I launched myself on the bed.

'Tired by any chance?', Chris said plonking himself next to me. I looked up at him from my vantage point and he was smirking at me and arching his eyebrow. My nemesis. My kryptonite if you will.

'I don't think I'm gonna be moving for a while I'm afraid!', I said rolling over so I could look at him a little easier.

'Well, we don't have anywhere to be, we can just chill. But we will need a seriously early night tonight.'

'Oh Chris, what have you got planned now? Are we bungee jumping off the Empire State Building?!', I said laughing.

'Funny you should mention it actually', he started to say before he saw the sheer terror in my eyes. 'I'm kidding! What I mean is, well I wanted to surprise you but since you don't do surprises very well, we're having a tour of the Empire State Building at dawn tomorrow, I hope that's ok.'

I just stared at this wonderful man who had planned so much for me. I was in complete awe of him. I had the goofiest grin on my face.

'Luce?', he asked. I just smiled and dragged him down to me and kissed him. 'Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?', he asked hovering above me.

'I just wanted to show you how much I appreciate everything you're doing for me. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. Thank you Chris.' I kissed him again.

We carried on kissing for what seemed like hours. Just kissing, stopping occasionally to smile at each other. Chris kept stroking my cheek with one hand, the other holding my hand. My free hand was stroking his back.

He stopped stroking my cheek and let his hand travel south, playing with the hem of my top, creeping his hand under it. It made me have goosebumps all over my body. He moved his lips down to my neck, dotting kisses all over me, making me arch into his touch. I let go of his other hand and pulled at his t-shirt, he stopped briefly to remove it and continued to give me attention. But I wanted to show him how grateful I was so I stopped.

'Luce?', he asked looking puzzled. I sat up and pushed him so he was lay down. I straddled his lap and he gave me a cheeky grin, his hands going to my hips. I lowered down and started to trail kisses down his chest, setting up camp on his stomach stroking across his tattoos with one hand, and attempting to undo his belt with the other. One hand left my hip and stopped me undoing his belt. I just looked up at him quizzically.

'Luce, don't start something you can't finish', he said looking sexier than I had ever seen him before.

'Just you let me worry about that one gorgeous', I replied as I got to work on undoing his belt and his jeans. 'Off', I instructed as I helped him shimmy them off. I stood up and undid my jeans, taking them off along with my socks. I climbed back on the bed to lay next to him, kissing all over his chest. He kept trying to pull me on top of him, but I kept shooing his hands away. I could see he was getting frustrated that he couldn't touch me, but that only turned me on more. I was in control, and I liked it.

My right hand stroked down his chest and stomach and played with the waistband of his boxers while I attacked his lips with mine. He brought his arms round me, trying his best to remove my top in the process, which he did successfully. I let my hand dip into his boxers and started to stroke him up and down. He was desperately trying not to thrust into my hand.

'Don't hold back', I whispered into his ear, before taking his ear in my mouth and gently biting on it. Before I knew what was going on, Chris had me flipped on my back and he was hovering over me with an animal look in his eyes.

'Don't hold back eh?', he questioned. I just nodded rampant with desire. He cupped both breasts through my bra, massaging them, while nibbling on my ear which was my weak spot. I sat up slightly and undid my bra, throwing it to the side. Chris attached himself to one breast with his mouth while massaging the other with his hand. I continued to stroke him through his boxers, moaning all the while.

A while later

'You're a feisty little minx aren't you?', Chris said as we lay in bed afterwards. I had my head on his chest while he stroked my shoulder, his favourite thing to do.

'Well I had to work up an appetite!', I said laughing, making him laugh in turn which made my head bob up and down on his chest.

'I just wanted to show you my appreciation and I couldn't think of a better way!', I said surprising myself with the words that came out of my mouth. I wasn't normally this confident about sex. He didn't say anything, he just pulled me up to him and kissed me.

'What do you wanna do for lunch?', he asked me.

'Well, I don't think I'm able to walk right now', I said hiding my face in his chest. 'So it may have to be room service, and you'll have to bring it to me in bed because of the aforementioned non walking, which is all your fault by the way!'

'Yeah, you didn't love every minute of it', he said tickling my sides making me giggle like a lovestruck teenager.

'Nope, didn't at all', I said trying to squirm away from him and not giggle, but to no avail. I was soon lay on my back with him tickling me, interspersed with kisses all over my body.

'Well, if you didn't enjoy it that time, I'm gonna have to try again aren't I?', he said ogling my naked body and arching an eyebrow at me before disappearing under the sheets.