Smut: Random x Male!Reader

Chris Evans | Puppy

kink(s)/dynamics:

orgasm control
lowkey puppyplay (? he just calls you puppy a lot lol)

sub!reader

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"Bedroom!", Chris called as soon as you entered the house, tossing your keys into the bowl next ot the door you replied with a quick "Okay!".
Dodger hadn't been as lazy as Chris, the goof was with you within seconds and greeted you- wagging his tail and slobbering all over you.
Laughing you brushed off the snow that you had dragged inside and swiftly got rid of your gloves so you could pet Dodger properly.

Already the exhaustion of your day at work started to wear off.

With a quick stop at the kitchen for a glass of water and some treats for Dodger you made your way to the bedroom, already losing some clothing items, being more than ready for some cuddles next to the fireplace, with some Frank Sinatra softly playing in the background.

Surely, just as promised via text, Chris was waiting for you on the bed, in a sweater that looked like he stole it from the Knives Out set.

"Busy day?"

You huffed, "Christmas time", hoping that would explain it.
At least it seemed enough of an explaination to him, because he just acknowledged your answer with a nod and a hum, then continued with his plan.

"C'mere. I made a fire just for you, and I've still got some cuddles left for you that I didn't use for Dodger", he grinned and held the blankets up for you to crawl underneath them into bed.

"That's it", he soothed after you cuddled up next to him.

"It's okay, you can relax now, baby. We got the fire lit, there's no work tomorrow. It's just us right now, there's no one else here", he put his arms around you and pulled you closer.
"You deserve to relax. You worked so hard these past few days. Let me take care of you, okay? You're gonna feel so good. Do you want me to make you feel good? All cuddled up with me?"

You were barely able to hold back a whimper. So you simply nodded, hoping he wouldn't ask for a verbal confirmation.
"I'm gonna take such good care of you", he whispered into your ear. A gentle shiver made you twitch, making him huff out a small laughter.
"I've got a couple of rules though - it's okay. Don't worry. You're gonna do what I say. And no cumming without permission, okay? You gotta ask for it. Beg for it", he added, still in a hushed tone, but almost growling at the same time.

"Can you do that for me, puppy?
I know you can. Trust me, it's gonna feel so much better."

Again, you nodded eagerly, excitement forming in your belly.

"Alright, puppy", he started in a sweet, soft tone, "start touching yourself. Come on, touch yourself, baby."

Tentatively you reached down, underneath the blankets and started tugging at your already hardening dick. His voice alone did unspeakable things to you.

"Slow! Go slow! Don't rush, puppy. Just like that, up and down. Let go, it's okay", he kissed the back of your head, just behind your ear and stroked your side, tracing the line from your shoulder down to your hips, slowly but firmly.
"Do what feels best."

"Go slow!", he reminded, making you bite your lip so you wouldn't give in and stroke in harsh, fast pulls. Instead you went gently, teasing yourself.

"Just like that. Round and round. Up and down", he paused for a bit, letting you do your thing.
"You can go faster now. Just a little bit faster. Not too fast, slow down! But you can go a little faster. That's it, puppy."