One Long Flight 💙

Cracks

3 months later

"Are you sure this is okay?" Aisling asked, her voice tinged with a mix of excitement and uncertainty.

Sebastian smiled reassuringly, "Of course. Let me know when you get here."

She hung up the phone and boarded the plane, embarking on a journey alone for the first time since her return from London with Chris. This time, she was on her own, armed with a playlist of songs curated just for her by the man she loved. The music helped keep her calm as she settled into her window seat, a random stranger sitting beside her.

Upon landing, she wasted no time and headed straight to the set. After providing her name to the gatekeeper, she was granted access. Awaiting her was someone who led her to Sebastian's trailer. Knocking briefly, she let herself in. "Sebastian?"

"Aisling! Hi! How was your flight?" Sebastian greeted her with a warm smile as he got up from the couch to envelop her in a quick hug.

She shrugged, "It wasn't too bad. Short flight. I'm okay. Thanks for arranging this."

He grinned, nodding, "Of course. Come on, I'll show you where Chris's trailer is."

Aisling watched as he picked up her bag, guiding her to another trailer adjacent to his own.

"He should be getting a break from filming for lunch soon, I think. I'll leave you to it."

She nodded, but before he could leave, she grabbed his hand, "Thanks again, Sebastian. I wanted to surprise him."

He smiled warmly, "It's a great surprise. I know he's been missing you."

Once he departed, Aisling discreetly stowed her bag in the bedroom of the trailer. She settled onto the bed, her feet dangling off the edge, and soon drifted off to sleep.

A few moments later, the trailer door swung open, rousing her from her slumber. She recognized Chris's voice as he spoke on the phone.

"Dinner? Sure. We could maybe do that."

Aisling stood up, her eyes locking with Chris's from across the trailer. A smile spread across his face as he ended his call in haste.

"Aisling! What are you doing here? I thought I was coming to see you in two weeks."

She nodded, launching herself into his arms, her arms encircling his neck. He effortlessly lifted her off the ground, and their lips met in a passionate kiss. He carried her toward the bed, laying her down gently and positioning himself above her. Breaking the kiss, he hovered close, and she reached up to caress his beard. "You look so handsome. Will you bring home the uniform when you're done?"

Chris laughed heartily, running his hand over her braid. "I'll try. I've missed you."

Aisling playfully groaned, "I've missed you too. That's why I'm here. I have a few days off, and I wanted to see you." She looked down at his Captain America uniform, teasingly pulling at it. "This looks a bit complicated to take off and put back on, doesn't it?"

He laughed, sitting up. "Yes, it is. I'm sorry." Standing up from the bed, he added, "We'll have to wait until tonight. But how did you end up in my trailer?"

Getting to her feet, Aisling replied, "I got Sebastian's number from Scott. He helped me get onto the set and showed me where your trailer is. Is it alright that I'm here?" She noticed he looked distracted, but tried not to read too much into it. "Who was on the phone when you came in?"

"Of course, it's more than alright. Like I said, I've missed you." Chris cupped her cheek affectionately. "And that call earlier was just from a friend who might be in town soon, asking if I wanted to grab dinner."

"Okay." She placed her hands on his shoulders. "And dinner tonight? Any plans?"

He chuckled, placing his hands on her waist. "Looks like my plan is to order room service because I don't plan on leaving the bed."

Aisling nodded playfully, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Ah, a clever response, Mr. Evans."

Chris moved toward the bedroom, picking up his jeans from the floor and retrieving his wallet. Handing her his hotel key, he said, "Here you go. Head to the hotel, and I'll join you as soon as I can."

She nodded, her lips curling into a knowing smile. "Yes, sir." As he moved away, she heard a soft growl, and the next thing she knew, he had lifted her into his arms. Wrapping her arms and legs around him, she was pressed against the wall, feeling his lips on her neck.

"Chris!"

He chuckled at her reaction before setting her gently on the ground. "I have to go for now. But I promise there will be more of that later." He gave her a suggestive grin before exiting the trailer.

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In the hotel room, Aisling was enjoying a relaxing bath when she heard the door slam shut. A knowing smirk played on her lips as she anticipated Chris's arrival. The bathroom door swung open, revealing a undressed Chris standing there, his presence making her chuckle.

"Up. Get up."

His command was delivered with such authority that Aisling complied immediately, standing up slowly from the tub. She grabbed the towel he offered and his outstretched hand, stepping out of the tub. Before her feet could even touch the bathroom floor, he lifted her again, his lips descending on her neck and drawing a moan from her.

With swift movements, he guided her to the bed, pinning her beneath him. "God, I've missed you so much, Aisling."

Aisling could only nod and moan in response as he discarded his underwear. Chris leaned back on his knees, a smirk on his lips as he teasingly ran the tip of his cock along her wet slit. "Christopher! Come on! It's been two months. Fuck me!"

Chuckling, he didn't respond verbally. Instead, he thrust himself inside her forcefully, earning a passionate cry from Aisling.

"Fuck!" She gripped his hair, pulling his face down to hers. "I missed you too." His lips met hers in a fervent kiss, his tongue dancing with hers. He held her hands above her head, intertwining their fingers as they moved together. Afterward, they lay side by side, his arm pulling her close against his chest.

"I'm starving now."

Aisling chuckled softly, "Me too. I'll need some sustenance if you plan on keeping me awake all night."

He sat up with a playful salute, "Yes, ma'am. I'll order dinner for us."

As Chris headed to the couch to place the order, Aisling's attention was drawn to his phone vibrating on the nightstand beside her. Curious, she picked it up and saw a message from an unknown number.

-Great. I'll let you know when I'm in town so we can have dinner.-

She lay back, staring at the ceiling, her thoughts swirling around the message. Chris had mentioned earlier that he was talking to a friend about having dinner. But why was the number unknown? She decided not to jump to conclusions and to trust him. After all, she had no reason to doubt their relationship.