Butterflies (Chris Evans) 18+

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We're married.

It's all official. Paperwork signed, photos taken. A complete surreal feeling to hear us be announced into the barn the reception is being held in, as man and wife.

Chris hasn't taken his eyes from me since I walked down the aisle, and as soon as the pictures are done, we take a moment before we go in to sit down and eat.

"Fuck, I didn't think it was possible for you to get anymore gorgeous". He says as he kisses me gently. It's picturesque here and this only adds to the new butterflies in my tummy.

I'm the luckiest woman on earth. I don't care who tells me or says otherwise.

I might just have to get you up to that suite and see how easily I can get you outta this dress, Barbie".

Did I mention those butterflies weren't just in my stomach? They're between my damn legs too. He peppers kisses along my neck as I giggle and then shake my head. "Later - we can't fuck before the reception".

"It's our wedding, we can do what we fucking like". He smirks, his hands moving up and down my waist. "But I guess Scott is dying to make his speech, so we'd better go give him his moment".

I take his hand as he leads me to the barn where we're announced in to the cheers and claps from our guests. Scott being the loudest out of all of them.

Our biggest cheerleader.

We settle down and eat (although I don't have much of an appetite considering I've been a bundle of nerves all morning, before Scott gets up with a microphone and taps on it.

"This thing o-oh it is!" He grins and then takes a piece of paper from inside his jacket pocket. "Ok, so I thought long and hard about this, about all the things I could say about both Chris and Camden. And finally I got these words, words that are special and sum them up perfectly..." he smiles as does everyone else. "So, here it is...she's Barbie, and he's just Chris - thank you!"

He grins and then pretends to sit down as a chorus of laughter and clapping ensues, before getting up again. "Ok, yeah there's more! Buckle up - I've got the speech of a lifetime prepared", then looking to Chris with an evil smile.

And boy does he. It's filled with fun, laughter and embarrassment on Chris's part - but it's typical Scott, and I love him for it.

Finally it's Chris's turn and I instantly know he's anxious. I take his hand and he leans down to press a kiss to it as he looks over what he's written.

It's raw, honest, and after he finishes I am so disgustingly in love even more than I thought I could already be. Of course Lisa is dabbing at her eyes and even my own mother has a few to shed, but I manage to compose myself and kiss him gently as he sits back down.

Scott stands up again and gets us to toast before we can finally relax and enjoy the rest of our day.  We have no evenings guests so we just get straight into the reception early and get the drinks rolling.

We mingle amongst everyone, chat to them - all the while Chris keeps me close, my hand tightly enclosed in his own.  It's the first time our families have actually met one another and I'm just thankful that they're all getting along.

"Now can I take you to bed, Mrs Evans?" Chris leans in and murmurs at one point where we have a rare moment alone.

"You'd probably be able to fuck me with the dress still on now and no one would miss us. Well, we'd need to be quick".

He hoists me up into his arms immediately and carries me to the honeymoon suite. It may be just a quick fuck - but I know later on tonight will be the most delicious of them all.

"That fact you're gonna back back out there full of me..." he mutters as he kisses my neck after, both of us trying to adjust ourselves. "Already I can't wait to get you back up here tonight".

I laugh as we kiss one last time before we go back to the madness of the reception. "Enjoy yourself until then, and later on I'll get on my knees so I can give you your wedding present".

He looks at his watch and then I see the familiar look of mischief cross his expression. "Let's see how you look on them now..."