Chris Evans Oneshots

Snowed In

Summary: Chris and Natalia snowed in. How will they pass the time? Set during the early stages of their relationship. Warnings include sexual content...but not classified as smut.

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The power had been out for the past forty minutes, the harsh winds of a Nor'easter knocking down half of the city's power lines, but neither one of them were bothered by it. They were enjoying the drunken company, keeping warm with the bottle of liquor she had saved up for a special occasion. What was better than being snowed in with the person you were currently having a thing with?

Chris knocked back another shot of Patron, welcoming the sweet burn that came once the smooth liquid slid down his throat.

"What?! You did not go down on a chick in a coat check," Natalia exclaimed from her spot on the couch, throwing her head back to laugh heartily. She was equally buzzed, judging by the case of the giggles she found herself suffering from. "Dude, you nasty!"

"Jeeeealous?" Chris smirked like a cocky bastard and wiggled his eyebrows, stretching his legs out on the area rug to regain some feeling back in his numb limbs.

Another giggle erupted from her, but not until she had flung one of the decorative throw pillows from her couch at his head, completely missing her target and grazing his shoulder instead.

"Wow! Impeccable aim. Sorry, did you say you played softball?"

She pointed her forefinger at his unconcealed amusement, playfully narrowing her eyes in warning. "Fuck off. My aim is impaired at the moment."

"Riiiiight." He nodded, evidently not convinced in the slightest, then busied himself with pouring more of the clear poison into his shot glass. "Alright, alright..." Holding the refill up in the air, his brows furrowed together in deep thought. "Never have I everrrr... called out the wrong name."

"Oh, you've definitely done that with that impressive fucking number of yours."

"Bullshit! How dare you even-"

"Go ahead, killah; take your shot."

"You take your shot!"

A stretch of silence fell between the pair, Chris and Natalia staring wide eyed at each other in the soft, warm glow provided by the surrounding candles, waiting for the other to act first.

Natalia was the first to blink. "Okay..fine, be that way. I'll be the fucking bigger person here...I'll be honest..."

"Hey, now-"

"Nope, you had your chance and you fucking lost it."

"You don't even know if I'm lying!"

She gave him the side eye before saying, "Please. We both know you are. So, when you say sexual, are we only counting cock-buried-in-pussy or-"

"Jesus!" Chris barked a laugh, completely taken aback. He loved the way she talked unabashedly with him. Sure, they weren't complete strangers in the bedroom, but they were still in the early stages of...whatever this was. "Penetration, tongue fucking, cock-in-mouth. Anything sexual, baby."

Natalia pinched her lips together, then lifted a shoulder in a half-shrug before downing a shot, her face no longer twisting in displeasure like it had with the first few; another clear indicator she had had knocked back a few too many and should be cut off soon.