The Make-Up Affair | OC x Chris Evans |
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  • Time 3h 13m
Ongoing, First published Jul 21, 2021
Mature
Struggling in love celebrity make-up artist comes home early from a 9-month-long production, only to find her fiancé has been cheating on her. Will a new job opportunity and a certain spandex wearing Star-Spangled Man with a Plan be enough of a distraction to mend her broken heart?



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BLANK and I practically sprinted through the front door once he finally managed to get the key in the hole. He slammed the door shut and immediately had me pinned 
against the wall. My two skinny wrists were wrapped in his huge one above my head while his free hand gripped my throat.

"Do you think it's okay to just tease me like that with HIM?! When you know how I feel about you?" He whispered in my ear while biting the shell of it.

"I'm sorry, I - You just looked so good," I stammered out. Heat flooding my whole body making me clench my thighs.

"Fuck it," he whispered before crashing his lips to mine. The fire that he started racing to my core and I couldn't contain it. I needed it, needed him. Now.

His kisses began to trail down my neck while he was licking and sucking in search of my sweet spot. Once he got right underneath my ear lobe, I couldn't hold back my 
moans.

"Eliza..." BLANK'S voice trailed off. "Eliza.."
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(Andrew Garfield Spider-Man) Spider-man No Way Home. Follows the film. Book one. (Sequels out on my profile) - New York, 2012; I lay still on the gravel, debris sprawled out around me. Thick clouds of dust and smoke fill the air as I cough, a cold liquid dripping down my lips. "MJ! Hey... hey you're okay." Peter rushes out, dropping down next to me hurriedly taking off his mask. His brown hair a mess as he looks at me with concern. "I'm okay... don't... don't worry." he smiles at me, tears in his beautiful brown eyes. I felt his left hand firmly press down on my stomach making me let out a pained cry. "I'll get you help... stay with me. Please just stay awake Mary." He goes to lift my body, but I stop him, cupping his face. My body contorting in pain at his attempts. "Shh... It's okay, just be with me." I whisper my eyes drooping shut, suddenly exhausted, all the struggle, the pain. He lets out a cry holding onto my upper half. "I'll be okay... we'll be okay." I cough harshly a copper taste filling my mouth. "Don't leave me. God please I need you," I smile at him with the most love I could conjure, I pet his bloody cheek and lean up as far as I could manage kissing him. Why couldn't I do my job. I didn't and now I'm here with three holes in my stomach, staring at the man I love as I crush his soul. "I love you, my Peter Parker." I almost whimper out in a pained wheeze. "I love you..." he repeated it over and over pressing his forehead to mine, I squeeze his hand and hold his face. His nose pressing to mine lightly as his breath fanned my lips. "Find me, Pete... I'll be waiting for you." I whisper as he kisses my head, his tears cold as they slipped in with my own.