Boston Bears: Off-Limits - Rugby Player!Chris Evans x Reader

Chapter 2

Summary: After an unforgettable night, Chris finds out more about you

Warnings: Angst! SMUT! 18+ ONLY! Male Masturbation! MINORS DNI!

You heaved out a long sigh as you put the last of your clothes away, walking out of the closet towards your bed only to completely collapse on your bed in exhaustion. The bed springs creaked as you bounced slightly, the noise bringing you straight back to last night when they were creaking for a completely different reason.

You nibbled at your lower lip as the memory of last night replayed in your mind, the way Chris took you to heaven multiple times. The thought of it alone had you crossing one leg over the other as pressure built between your legs. When your phone vibrated in your jeans pocket a small involuntary gasp escaped your lips.

A smile then grew on your face when you saw it was Chris replying to your text asking how his post-match recovery was going. Like promised Chris had texted you this morning and you two had been texting ever since.

Chris: good, just warming back up after an icebath before watching the Chicago Knights game later, playing them next weekend and wanna know where they're at

Y/N: oh very good, getting yourself in the coach's good books?

Chris: just trying to be a good captain, although it never hurts to stay in his good books

You let out a snort since you knew that was definitely the case, you're dad was pretty chill in most aspects but when it came to Rugby he was pretty strict. Speaking of the devil, you put your phone away when he knocks on your bedroom door with an open bottle of beer.

"All done in here?" he asks walking over and passing you the beer.

You accept it, sitting up to take a long sip "Yup, don't ever let me say I don't have enough clothes" you tell him.

Your father snorts "If only your teenage self could see you now" he says with a shake of his head "kitchen is all unpacked, but feel free to reorganise everything because I did it wrong" he offers.

"Thanks Dad, you didn't grab yourself a beer?" you ask nodding down to the beer bottle in your hands.

"No need to keep my mind clear got games to study when I get home," your dad says with a shake of his head.

"Well take one for later once you're done studying, did you even celebrate the win yesterday?" you say with a knowing look.

Your dad sighs and rolls his eyes "The team all went out to celebrate"

"I didn't ask about the team I asked about you" you point out standing up from your bed and walking out towards your kitchen.

"Fine, I got takeout while watching the game back" your dad relents with a long sigh.

"See, today is supposed to be your day off so just take a beer and go relax for a bit, you deserve it considering you helped me unpack," you say opening up your fridge and grabbing him a beer.

"Fine but I'm still watching the Knights match tonight and that counts because I enjoy watching rugby" your dad argues as he accepts the bottle of beer.

You chuckle shaking your head at him "I wouldn't expect anything else, thanks for today Dad"

Your dad smiles warmly over at you, walking over to sling his arm around your shoulders "It's nothing, I'm just happy to have my little girl back on the east coast"

"Me too Dad" you smile.

You had enjoyed your time in LA, you had met some friends for life there. But you missed New England so much, especially the sweater weather. When you walked off the plane it was like a breath of fresh air, you felt good about returning home and getting your fresh start after everything with Bryce.