The Trilogy: Smuts & One-Shots

Over The Phone*: Chris Evans

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Warning: Smut. 

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It had been a couple of months since Chris left to shoot a film. Since he left, Y/N had been on her own routine. Waking up, cooking, feeding Dodger, taking Dodger for a walk, shower, work, sleep. She missed Chris. He kept her busy. He kept the day fun. She missed the sex they had. Feeling his hands all over her body, his cock buried deep inside of her while her nails dug into his back.

Y/n: I miss you :(

Chris: I miss you too. Facetime later?

Y/n: Of course.

Y/n sat her phone down and continued about her day. Walk Dodger. Feed Dodger. Don't forget to shower. Fuck, work call. The smallest things seemed to be so stressful.

Throughout the day, Y/n and Chris would exchange cute texts. Mostly consisting of I love you and I wish you were home.

Later that day, Y/n found herself sitting on the couch, flicking through channels on the tv when her phone started to ring. It startled her, she completely forgot about her facetime call with Chris. She felt around the couch for her phone before finding it and smiling at the screen when she saw his name.

Chris <3

Answering, she was surprised to see Chris with hooded eyes, no shirt on, and his lips barely parted.

She cocked an eyebrow up, "Baby?" she asked.

"I miss you so much, Y/n." Chris' voice was low and seductive. "Take off your shirt, gorgeous. Please." She'd never heard him beg before. It sent butterflies to her stomach.

"Okay." She said, giggling. She propped the phone up with a mug on the coffee table and sit down on the couch so he could see her whole body. She grabbed the end of her shirt and slowly lifted it. Exposing more of her skin until her bare breasts were on display for him

"No bra?" Fuck his voice was so goddamn sexy. She felt so lucky and turned on.

She got a little shy for a moment, just shaking her head no. He had a way of doing that to her. Making her nervous. She loved it. She tucked her bottom lip under her teeth, moving her left hand up and pulling on her nipple that was already hard from the cold air. Her right hand sliding down her body to her pussy; lightly rubbing herself through her shorts. Her head fell back slightly, lips parting as her breath hitched at the feeling.

"There you go, baby." Chris said, eyes glued to the screen, jerking himself. Light groans leaving his mouth as he slowly thrust into his hand. "Daddy's going to fuck you so hard when he can get his hands on you again." He lifted his hand to his mouth, spitting in his palm and lowering it back down to his aching cock.

"I've been a really good girl." She said, her voice like music to his ears.

"Have you now?"

"Mhm." She hummed, grinding down on her hand harder.

"Do me a favor, honey; show daddy how wet you are for me."

Y/n smiled knowing she didn't have panties on under her shorts. She parted her legs a little more, moving her shorts to the side. Her pussy glistens for him. Chris could've come at the beautiful work of art in front of his eyes, but he wanted to cum with her.

"Fuck."

"I'm so wet, daddy. Look." She said, placing a finger inside of her tight pussy and pulling it back out. Slick dripping down it. She held her finger closer to the phone, then sucked on it. Humming as her tongue swirled around her finger before leaning back so Chris could see her body.

"I bet you taste so fucking good." Chris claimed, palming himself faster. He would occasionally rub his sensitive tip with his thumb for extra pleasure.

Y/n whined a bit, "I wanna see you too, daddy." Chris chuckled a little before setting his phone up so she could see his naked body. His dick rocked hard, hitting his belly button. His body was so perfect and a tad sweaty, just how she liked it.

She watched as he spit into his hand, a few drops dripping onto his bread and started at his dick again. She removed her shorts and sat back down. Spreading her legs further so Chris could see just what he was doing to her.

"Goddamn." He groaned. His hips bucking into his hand harder.

Y/n began to rub her clit, head throwing back as cries left her mouth.

"Baby." She moaned. Speeding up her motions, her left hand still remained on her breast. Pinching and rubbing her nipples gave her all the pleasure she could ask for.

Chris was getting so fucking close and wishing more than anything he could be fucking the words right out of her mouth. His dick was growing more sensitive the more he watched his girlfriend getting closer to her orgasm.

Y/n moved her finger down to her entrance, slipping two of her fingers into her pussy. As she forcedly fucked herself, she curled them up. She kept moaning Chris' name as her body tightened. She shut her eyes imagining it was Chris fucking her instead of her small fingers.

"Cum for me, baby." Chris ordered.

She did just that, letting her body relax as her release took over her body. All the stress from this week is leaving her. Her pussy throbbing around her fingers.

"Chris." She cried. That sent Chris over the edge. Cum shot out of his dick onto his hands and stomach as he groaned.

After a couple of seconds of heavy breathing and coming back to reality, the two looked at each other and laughed. Both of them grabbed the phone with clean hands.

"I'm buying you a ticket tonight. I'll ask mom if she can watch Dodger. I need to see you."

"Then I should probably shower than pack, huh?" She asked, picking up her clothes and walking up the stairs.

"Yes, but if you're getting in the shower, maybe we should stay on the phone. We can shower together." Chris said, winking at her through the phone.

"Round two?" She asked, chuckling a few times.

"Yeah, but this time you could use that toy we bought before I left."

"Ouuu." She squealed, a wide smile on her face as she started the shower.