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Captain America/Chris Evans x Reader //Love story/Lemon

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Parties 2
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You know I never thought it was possible to be in love with someone that you don't know, someone that isn't real... but here we are. When it's not just "he's so hot" or "I want to marry him", but it becomes to desire just for him, when your heads is in the clouds you cannot think of being with anyone else but him. Forever hopelessly in love... or are you? What if you met him one day, what would you say? What would you do? How will you act, will be be your self? Will he even like you? What if he does, then what...?

*Mature content* I'm writing what I like writing, sexual fantasies with a side of love story. I'm completely swooning over Cap America/Chris Evan recently so lets go!Tous Droits Réservés

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