CHRIS EVANS & SEBASTIAN STAN IMAGINES

|C'mere pretty kitty| Chris X Reader NSFW!!!!

Even though the relationship was new, the both of you had known each other for ages. You met in Harvard University at Sanders theater. It was open mic night and your buddy Mackie was on the improv team, who was performing tonight.

Chris was seated next to you, a total stranger. "You know Mackattack?" He had whispered to you. "Of course I know chocolate-chino." You smiled.

From there; the friendship began.

(Present Time)

"Babe-" He had walked into your shared bedroom, fresh out of the shower with a towel hanging loosely from his hips.

"Woah..." He let out, observing your form on the neatly made bed. He groaned and slowly palmed his throbbing member through the material. He leaned on the door frame, admiring the position you were in.

"Hello, master." You purred seductively, biting your pink tinted lips, sitting on your heels, exposing more of your clothed core.

It's as if a switch turned on in Chris's head.

"Hello, kitty." He grinned walking slowly towards you. The tension was thick between the two of you. As he approached, you got on all fours, crawling erotically towards your owner.

"It's been a while huh," He carded his fingers through your hair, you moaned quietly from the affectionate touch. "Missed me?" He asked, letting go of your (H/C) locks. "I did." You batted your long lush eyelashes.

"My poor little stray." He chuckled, cocking his head to the side, eyeing your attire.

You were dressed in a chiffon pastel pink crop top, with a matching thong and bra matched with your signature ears and collar.

"You were left all alone hm? Nowhere to go." He neared you, crawling on the bed as well. "I'll take care of you." He leaned in to press a kiss to your exposed neck. "But first, I have to make you mine." He growled in your ear. Goosebumps formed on your arms and legs, you squirmed slightly under his touch.

"Safe word?" He asked, pushing you softly to the bed. "Hm..." You tapped a finger on your chin, he quietly watched, looking down at you. "Nickel." You smiled, letting out a small laugh.

"Alright." He let out a sweet smile. "Are you going to be a good kitten?" He asked reaching for the objects on the nightstand. "Yes, master." You quietly spoke, blushing lightly.

"Good girl." He gave your thigh a small pat. "Now, your first order is to take off your clothes." He said with pride, opening the lube bottle and coating the butt plug with a generous amount.

You quietly did as he said, lewdly taking off your garments. "Fuck-" He breathed out, throwing his towel to the side, revealing his hard cock standing firmly. You squealed as the blush crept its way onto your cheeks, the small hairs behind your back rose in excitement.

"You like what you see kitten?" He smiled darkly. "I do." You said in a small voice, your head spinning lightly. He let out a husky chuckle, giving his shaft a few harsh strokes. Revealing his tinted red tip, when he pulled down the skin. 

"Ah-" You let out and bit your bottom lip quickly.

What a sight to see: Chris fully nude and fresh out the shower. His toned abs glistening caused of the wet reflection. His hair tightly combed backward, pulled over his ears. His muscular shoulders, contrasting his few tattoos.

You pulled off your top, revealing your lace pink pastel bra. Throwing it off to the side and laying on your back. Chris watched you blissfully, mouth slightly agape. You hooked your thumbs on the waistband of your thong pushing it down to your ankles and kicking it off. "Mmmmh" Chris let out, stroking his erected member.