#chrisevansimagines

[smuttyfantasyrecs]

Chris Evans

🦋 birth control 🦋

@just-iimagine

🦋 what bad girls get 🦋

@kinanabinks

🦋 masterlist (multiple characters) 🦋 bad day 🦋

@americasass91

🦋 munchies 🦋 pathetic 🦋

@buckyhoney

🦋 thirst tweets 🦋

@cloudystevie

🦋 masterlist 🦋

@onsunnyside

🦋 cozy 🦋

@afriendlyblackhottie

🦋 messing with a gemini 🦋 admiration 🦋 sunday football 🦋 grocery run 🦋

@bucksfucks

🦋 sweet, st. catherine 🦋

@punani

🦋 fingers, utterly lovely 🦋

@darklydeliciousdesires

🦋 talk you through it 🦋

@kaiparker-avengerssmut

🦋 the hottest day 🦋

@writersblog20

🦋 baby fever 🦋

@buckyownsmylife

[alohastyles-x]

Miss you — Chris Evans

Request for : @maximeevansblog <3

Summary: you are Chris Evans girlfriend, and he was currently away filming. You surprise him with a flight to his studio.

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: pure fluff :)

Being Chris Evans’ girlfriend had its perks for sure. You got to go to movie premieres, meet other celebrities. You had actually gotten rather close with one of Chris’ good friends: Scarlett Johansson.

But even with the glorious perks, there were devastating losses. For example, Chris had been away filming for months down in Atlanta. You missed him terrible, snuggling with his T-shirt’s at night. You had already made your way through 5 of them, discarding them to the laundry basket as soon as his scent faded away.

Tonight was a hard one. Your anniversary was right around the corner, and he had already called for the night giving you the devastating news. By now, you had already cried all the tears your body would let you, so you decided to call it a night.

You grabbed one of Chris’ shirts from the closet, and headed to the couch. You didn’t want to sleep in your bed tonight.

Turning on the tv, you settled into the couch, clutching his shirt closer to your face. Absentmindedly, you wanted the tv, not really paying attention… that was, until a Delta Commercial came on. They were advertising their new low prices for airline tickets, and suddenly an idea popped into your head.

You grabbed your phone, and pulled up Scarletts number hitting the call button. She was also in set for Chris’ new movie. You impatiently waited as the phone rang, and rang, until suddenly her voice echoed through the speaker.

“Hey, Y/N! Is everything alright? It’s late…”

“I’m okay, but I had a plan and needed to see if you could help. I was going to book a plane ticket for this weekend and come spend a couple days down in Atlanta. Do you think you could keep this a surprise, and sneak away from filming to come pick me up?” You rushed all of this out, too excited to annunciate properly, but luckily Scarlett could read you like a book.

“Yes! Just let me know when your plane comes in! Oh, this is so exciting! I’ve been trying to get Chris to get out of his shitty mood, and this will be just what he needs!”

You smiled as she rambled on, heading back upstairs to grab your laptop. You opened up a tab and pulled up Delta’s website, quickly booking a flight to Atlanta.

“Okay, I fly in Friday at 8 am , and I leave Sunday and 9 pm!” You told Scarlett, who enthusiastically told you she’d be there before hanging up.

For the first night in months, you fell asleep happy.

***

The next few days flew by in a blur, and before you knew it, you stood outside of the Atlanta airport, anxiously waiting for Scarlett. Of all days she had to be late… you muttered to yourself, as you checked your phone again. No messages, no calls, and it was 8:30 a.m. You sighed, trying not to let your anxiety turn into anger.

Suddenly, a blacked out S.U.V. Pulled up in front of you. The passenger window rolled down to reveal Scarlett dressed in a disguise… if you could even call it that.

After you loaded your suitcase in the back, you hopped in the passenger seat.

“What is up with the marvel cast and your disguises. A hat and sunglasses doesn’t hide your identity that much” you snickered, reaching over and giving her a hug.

“Ha. Ha. I was in a rush, trying to sneak out without Chris noticing.” She hugged you back tightly, before putting the car in drive and heading to the studio.

The drive seemed longer then it actually was, the minutes dragging on. Scarlett rambled on about the movie, and what the best scenes have been to film so far. You tried paying attention, but it was really hard.

Finally, you arrived, and you could no longer hide your excitement. You hopped out of the car, following Scarlett inside the studio. Chris was currently filming a scene, so you hung in the shadows until he was finished.

Of course the scene had to be one of the longest running ones you’ve seen, or at least it felt like it. Roughly 40 minutes later, the scene was finished and Chris hopped off the set.

“Y/N?!” He exclaimed as soon as his eyes met yours. You smiled, rushing over to him. He picked you up, spinning you around.

“When did you get here? How did you get here??” He couldn’t stop yelling from excitement, as he hugged you close. You smiled, taking in his scent, this time, not from his T-shirt, as tears welled up in your eyes.

“I got inspired from a delta commercial to book some tickets. Scarlett picked me up!”

“You??” He turned now to Scarlett, pulling her into a thankful, and grateful hug. She smiled, and you saw some tears pricking her eyes as well.

“Well here, let me show you around.” He grabbed your hand excitedly, as he pointed out the various sets and what they were for, before leading you to his dressing room.

It was spacious, and even had a couch where it was obvious he slept. You smiled sadly, as your heart felt both warmed and saddened that he also hated sleeping away from you.

“So, how long are you staying?” He asked, hopeful that your answer was one he wanted to hear.

“Until Sunday. I have to be back to work on Monday.” You smiled, but it didn’t quite reach your eyes.

“I’m grateful for these days we have regardless, Y/N. I’ve missed you so much. Next time, I’m booking you a hotel with me. I can’t do this for this long without you.” Tears welled up once again in your eyes at his words, but this time, they spilled onto your cheeks.

“Oh, no. Why are you crying?” He asked, pulling you onto his lap.

“I’ve missed you so much too. These have been the hardest months of my life.” You whispered, resting your forehead against his. He leaned up, and placed a gentle kiss on your lips.

The next couple of days went by in an exhilarating rush. You got to watch how the whole filming process worked, and got introduced to absolutely everyone- including the interns. Scarlett and you got a girls night- although she had to fight Chris to steal you away for a night. You had the absolute best time, and you dreaded when Sunday came.

Chris drove you to the airport, giving you a heartbreaking goodbye, but promising to see you soon. He only had a couple of more scenes to run through, and was hoping after that he could come home.

You didn’t want to get your hopes up, but you also didn’t want to cry the entire way home so you held on to that promise closely. You’d see him again soon.

[cevansisheart]

Weekly Meeting

Hey guys! I am reposting this one because it got taken down because of the pictures I put in here. It violated the guidelines and I apologize for that. I didn’t know that it was already violating the guidelines. So here it is reposted. I just had to repost this because I think this is the first smut I have ever written so it had a sentimental value to me. Hahaha. 

Requested by: @arrowswithwifi 

Request: “Can I request Steve x Reader where they are dating and the reader wants to rile Steve up during a meeting with the team so she wears a short dress with old fashioned lingerie and Steve notices as he is running the meeting. He finds it more and more difficult as the reader riles him up, ending with smut?”

Warnings: SMUT, Unprotected sex

A/N: I actually love this prompt btw. Thanks for requesting. :) There will be a warning before the smut, so you can stop reading if you’re uncomfortable.

A/N: This event occurred after Avengers: Age of Ultron and before Captain America: Civil War. (So meaning, Clint is retired, Thor is back at Asgard and Bucky is not in the team yet. Sorry Clint/Renner, Thor/Hemsworth and Bucky/Seb fans. :( )

Overview: After a year of dating, you and Steve have finally consummated your relationship last week on your anniversary. Steve was such a gentleman with you and insisted that the both of you waited until marriage. He was traditional as hell and you were always sexually frustrated since he refused to ‘disrespect’ you. You have always told him that it was fine with you but he was very determined to wait until marriage; but when it was your anniversary, all the will power that Steve had in him vanished when you seduced him with vintage lingerie. Turns out, there’s something about you wearing vintage turned him very on. Steve was the best sex you’ve ever had and now that you’ve had him, he was like a drug to you. But after last week, Steve thought he was too rough with you since he was a super soldier after all. He was scared that he had hurt you too much and had vowed never to touch you again. You had told him over and over that he did not hurt you but he refuses to believe it. Determined to convince Steve that he doesn’t hurt you, you figured he needed a little more ‘motivation’. Today, you have been given a solo mission. It was to seduce information out of a dangerous Russian mob boss, but before going on that mission, you first have a meeting with the team. It was time for your weekly reports and found it the perfect time to give him the ‘convincing’ he needed. 

“All right is everybody here?” Steve roams his eyes around the room.

Tony gets up from his seat and walks besides Steve, “Let’s make a roll call. Okay everybody, say present when the teacher calls your name. Wanda?” Tony enthusiastically says to the team.

Wanda looks at the team with furrowed brows looking confused whether to answer or not, “Present?”

“Very good.” Tony then diverts his eyes to Nat, “Natasha?”

Natasha let out a sound of non-amusement and rolls her eyes.

“Alright, no gold star for you. Vision?”

Steve cuts Tony off, “Very funny, Tony.”

“(Y/N) is not here yet.” Sam points out.

“I was with her earlier. She said something about prepping for a mission.” Natasha replies as the team looks at Steve for an answer.

Steve raises a hand and gestures dismissively, “Let’s just move on.” He looks at Tony with raised brows, “Tony? If you please?” Steve gestures for Tony to take a seat.

“Sure Cap. Don’t want to steal the attention away from you. People do say I’m a crowd stealer.” Tony adjusts his perfectly tailored suit before sitting down and leaning back in his chair cockily.

Steve chose to ignore Tony’s remark. After years of knowing Tony, ignoring him would always be the best choice.

Steve stood in front of the team, with authority and charisma radiating from him, “Mission reports for the past week states that –”

The door to the meeting room opened and you walked in, making Steve pause and the team look at you. “Sorry I’m late. I had a mission debriefing.” You say to Steve as you enter the room.

He gives you a faint smile, “It’s okay (Y/N), just take a seat.”

Tony straightens in his seat, “So if she’s late it’s fine, but if I’m late I get a lecture on how I’m not taking this seriously? I’m sensing a little bit of favoritism here Cap. Vision, care to analyze?”

“Analysis not required Mr. Stark. It is a possibility that Captain Rogers favors Agent (Y/L/N) because she is his girlfriend.”

Tony looks at Steve triumphantly, “See?”

Steve sighed as he places his hands on his waist, “She had a valid reason Tony.”

“I had a valid reason too.”

Steve furrowed his brows, “Having fallen asleep during your deep tissue massage is not a valid excuse.” He says, making you and the team snicker.

Tony rolls his eyes, “Whatever.” He averts his gaze to you and pretends to cough the words “Teacher’s Pet.”

You ignore Tony and make your way towards the very front seat while loosening the tie of your coat belt. As you reach your designated seat, you take off your coat and slowly sat down revealing your short, tight, black cocktail dress, with your eyes never leaving Steve’s.

Tony whistles, “So that’s the mission you’ve been prepping for. You look good. Doesn’t she look good Dr. Banner?”

Bruce was startled at the mention of his name, “W-why me?” he stuttered.

“You stared at her butt.” Tony says in a straight face.

“W-what? I-I didn’t –”

“You stared at her butt?” Natasha asks Bruce in an amused tone but deep inside she was annoyed.

Bruce shakes his head furiously, “No! I didn’t –”

Tony lets out a laugh, “Relax Doctor, I was just messing with you.” Tony then looks at Sam, “It was really Sam who did.”

Sam chuckles, “Now now Tony, only an idiot would look at a super soldier’s girlfriend like that. And I for one, value my life.”

Steve looks at you for an explanation. You wanted to laugh right now because his reaction was priceless.

“This get-up is part of a mission.” You say to him.

“Ah, a seduction mission.” Nat says in realization. “I miss those days too.”

Steve clears his throat while trying to avoid your gaze. “Let’s just continue.” His voice was already starting to sound hoarse and you tried your best to suppress a smile.

“As I was saying, mission reports for the past week states that the damage control needed was still very high. S.H.I.E.L.D.’s senior officials once again emphasized the need to minimize critical damage. It’s something about cost control.” Steve states and you smile to yourself. He looked handsome standing in front of the team, and it turned you on even more seeing him full of authority.

“Bull—”

“Stark.” Steve says in a warning tone.

Tony purses his lips together, “Stark Industries and Stark Foundations fund the repairs and the hospital bills of the civilians. S.H.I.E.L.D. has no financial obligation whatsoever. They are totally ungrateful. They’re going to be hearing from my lawyers about this.”

“But…” You speak up, getting Steve’s attention as you had hoped. You crossed your right leg over your left making your short dress climb up higher. Steve noticed your actions and couldn’t help but stare at your vintage seamed stockings. When you saw him clench his jaw, you knew you had already succeeded.

“They should give us a little credit since we made a significant improvement.” You continued.

“This is typical of them. They always notice our screw ups but never the success of the missions.” Sam interjects.

You see Steve’s eyes scan your body from your feet, up to your legs, then to your perfectly accented cleavage, lingering on your lips before he reaches your eyes. Teasingly, you wet your lips before biting your lower lip.

Steve can feel the growing bulge inside his pants as he felt the material start to tighten.

“Well, ever since our incident with Ultron, S.H.I.E.L.D. has reasons to keep us on watch. What else did the high officials say Cap?” Natasha asks.

You adjust yourself, purposely bending over a little bit so that Steve could get a quick view of your breasts, on your seat.

“Cap!” Nat says a little louder.

“Earth to Steve, you there?” Sam says.

Steve flinched a little bit and his eyes shot to Sam when he heard his name for the second time.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m sorry.” Steve shakes his head in order to focus on the meeting but you were such a damn distraction, he couldn’t remember the rest of the agenda for the meeting.

“So, it’s agreed that we find a way to contact Thor again?” Steve says out of the blue.

A cascade of “What?” emerges from the room.

“Dude, are you high?” Sam asks skeptically as you stifle a laugh.

Steve massages his forehead, “I’m sorry, what were we talking about again?” he gives you a warning look before averting his gaze to the rest of the team. He approaches the table, leans over and places both of his hands down the table. He was trying hard to hide his growing erection and it made you even hornier.

“Damage control on our missions, Cap.” Dr. Banner answers.

“Right, right.” Steve nods, “We just have to do better. Limit the use of powers unless it is really necessary.”

You carefully slid your foot against Steve’s legs, caressing it up and down.

Steve stiffens in his place and you see him swallow a lump in his throat.

“That’s like asking us to crawl when we know how to run.” Tony states but Steve’s attention was not on the meeting anymore.

“Then we better run with caution. Okay, I guess that’s the only agenda for this week. You can all go now.” Steve says hurriedly with a strained expression on his face. He couldn’t take your teasing anymore. He felt that his pants was going to explode.

“Pardon me Captain Rogers but I do believe you said something about Thor.” Vision adds.

“That can wait another time, but for now I’ll have to ask everybody to leave. Meeting’s over.”

“Well guys, you heard the Captain, meeting’s over.” You say while trying to suppress your victorious smile.

The team reluctantly stands up while mumbling ‘okay’ and ‘what the hell just happened?’

“Well I’d say the meeting went well, anybody up for shawarma? I know a new place…” Tony’s voice grew fainter and fainter as he exited the room.

You stood up from your seat and grabbed your coat. You were ready to follow Nat towards the exit door when Steve caught your arm.

“Not you.” He says sternly in a very serious expression.

Nat throws the two of you a skeptic look before finally exiting the room. 

(WARNING: SMUT AHEAD)

As soon as the door closed you turn to Steve, “Look Steve, I – mmmph”

Steve captures your lips with his and lifts you up abruptly and sets you down the table. His kisses were impatient and fervent. His will power was no more. And like the love-struck fool you were, you responded back eagerly and passionately. 

You interlace your fingers at the back of Steve’s head, grazing his blonde hair as you pulled him closer to you. You parted your lips for his tongue to gain entrance into your mouth and soon, your tongues were fighting for dominance, each not wanting to lose to the other. You felt Steve’s strong hand caress your cheek as his other hand went to your back, unzipping the tight dress that was on you.

His lips left your mouth to trail hot kisses down your jaw and to your neck, sucking and nipping at your sweet spot. Steve’s hands found their way to your straps as he pulled them down. He took a step back as you stepped down from the table and slowly removed your dress by yourself, revealing the vintage red corset with stockings that you were wearing to your mission. 

Steve’s eyes ravaged you hungrily as your short black dress pools at your feet.

He approached you slowly, his eyes never leaving yours. By now, Steve didn’t even remember why he wanted to abstain from you anymore. You run your hand down Steve’s chest and began unbuttoning his polo shirt. Throwing the cotton fabric across the room, your lips collided with his again, and a rough and passionate kiss ensues. He lifted you up onto the table again as he was savoring your taste in his mouth, nibbling on that juicy bottom lip, tugging it lightly with his teeth and rubbing his mouth gently against yours.

Steve was struggling to remove your corset and you giggle at his frustration. Letting out a growl, he tore open the corset, revealing your nakedness.

“Steve! I was going to wear this for my mission.” You exclaimed.

“And now, you’re going to wear your standard S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform.”

“But—” Steve silences you by kissing you again and soon, you didn’t want to argue anymore. You wanted him. All of him.

Leaning your head back, you felt Steve’s kisses go lower and lower from your jawline, to your neck, to the valley of your breasts and down to your stomach. You grab a handful of his hair as you felt his lips on your inner thigh working its way up until you felt his breath on your entrance. You can feel the tip of his tongue lap over your slit, starting at the bottom and ending with the lightest touch on your clit.

His hand caressed your breasts, flicking and rubbing your hard nipples and you couldn’t suppress the moans of pleasure escaping your mouth that just made him turned on even more.

You pulled Steve up and captured his lips. “Please.” You whisper in between your rough kisses.

He pulls away from your kiss, “Doll, after what you did to me earlier, you’re in no position to ask favors.” he says to you teasingly as he plants wet kisses on the sides of your face.

“Steve, please. Just take me.” You shudder as he leaves a hickey on your neck.

You can feel him smile against your heated skin. “Ask me nicely.”

You moan out in pleasure as he rubbed his thumb over your clit.

You regain your breathing as you struggle to speak. “I want you inside me – deep, hard, rough, and fast.” You stutter to say.

With an aroused groan, Steve unzips his pants swiftly and positions himself at your entrance. You bury your face at the crook of his neck letting out a moan as he pushes his manhood into your entrance.

Steve began to move, slowly at first, but eventually picking up speed as he went. You could feel his balls slapping against yours with every hard thrust, and you knew it drove him wild. He quickened his pace stroke by stroke, heartbeat by heartbeat until it made your head fling from side to side, desperate for release. Both of you settled into a rhythm of fast hard strokes, deep, long ones, and grinding ones with your hips undulating against each other. The sounds of the room were filled by your screaming moans of pleasure and Steve’s fervent grunts, not remembering that the door was unlocked and somebody could see you anytime.

You were gasping as you felt your muscle form into knots from so much pleasure. Steve bent his head to suck one nipple into his mouth. Keeping his mouth on your breast, he reached down with one hand and found the sensitive spot on your clit, rubbing it hard and fast. Your breathing hitched as he bit down on the nipple in his mouth, just hard enough to send a jolt to your vagina, and you came with a surprised gasp. Steve trembled and then lunged deep inside and you could feel the orgasm rush through him, hard and wet and disorientating him with its strength. With his cum bathing your insides, it brought the both of you the ultimate pleasure as you joined each other in that mad dive, shuddering upon the pinnacle.

Breathless, Steve rested his forehead against yours while peppering you with gentle kisses.

“I take it you’re not mad at me?” You ask him breathlessly.

“Oh I still am. And you’ll apologize when you get back from your mission.” 

Did the best that I could on the smut. I’m very new to writing smuts so I’ll improve as I practice. Haha. Thanks for the love guys. :*

[myimaginesworld]

IMAGINE:

The airline lost your luggage, leaving you and Chris with very little to work with.  He emerges from the hotel bathroom in a plain white complimentary bathrobe, not leaving a whole lot left to your imagination.  He drops his head, failing at hiding his embarrassment.  You couldn’t stop staring at your friend, but the feelings you had tried to suppress were rushing upon you as he stood before you looking so irresistible.  Your mind wondered to what was underneath that robe that made his body so easily accessible.

“This is what I have to work with.  There is one for you if you’d like to join me in utter embarrassment.”  

You can’t help but laugh. “Don’t worry” you say as you pass by him to take his place in the doorway.  Turning around to face one another you close the distance, placing your hand along the lapel of the robe, you slowly slide it down to the tie around his waist and give it a teasingly light tug.  You see his breath catch in his throat before you whisper, “I like you like this.”

[cevansisheart]

Too Good At Goodbyes

Requested by: @prettylittlemoonlight

Request: “Hi can I request the prompt 6 with Steve?? can it end well though? Character is an avenger and maybe Natasha’s best friend?? Thank you so much”

Lyrics from: Too Good At Goodbyes by Sam Smith

Warnings: None

"Did you get that mission report on your desk this morning? The bosses say they want it done by Sunday." Nat says as you and her make your way towards the briefing room.

You really didn't catch Nat's question because you were too busy thinking about Steve again. Hell, you were always thinking about Steve but the argument you had last night about Peggy again was enough to render you sleepless and agitated.

"(Y/N)? Did you even hear a word of what I have been saying?" Natasha looks at you with concern.

You sigh and shake your head. "I'm sorry Nat. My mind's not clear right now."

"What's wrong?"

You were reluctant at first because she had warned you. Your best friend had warned you about falling in love with a super soldier who was still somehow stuck in the past. Natasha cared for Steve as a friend and wanted him to find love again but she had not meant you. She didn't want Steve to hurt her best friend. But as much as you want to hide it from her, you couldn't anymore. She was already too suspicious and you know she'll find out anyway. She is a super spy after all and your best friend.

"Steve and I fought last night." You stopped walking and leaned against the cold steel wall. "It was bad."

"The two of you have been fighting a lot lately. And it's not the harmless cute bickering type."

You avoid Nat's intense gaze and lower your head.

"Hey." Nat leaned against the wall beside you, "You know you can tell me anything, right? I mean, we did survive the Bangladesh mission together. I think it's safe to say that you're my best friend. Don't tell Clint I told you that though."

You chuckled, although it was short-lived, before staring blankly ahead, "It's Peggy."

"He visits her often, you know." You pause because saying the next words hurt you so much, "I know he still loves her."

"(Y/N), she was his first love. And they were robbed of the time that they should've been together." Natasha's voice was soft and low but her words were crushing your heart.

"I know that. Have you forgotten that I was the one who helped him find Peggy? I was always there for him... But I'm tired of being his cheerleader, Nat." You have thought about this before, over and over again, every time you and Steve fought about Peggy. But this time, you could not take it anymore.

 You couldn't concentrate at all during the mission briefing because your eyes were on Steve the entire time. He arrived late and you know damn well what his reason was.

The team was not here, only you, Nat, Steve and other agents. This was a meeting for S.H.I.E.L.D.'s spies. But since Steve was yours and Nat's Captain, and de facto leader, he needed to know what missions you were taking.

"(Y/N)? Agent (Y/N)? Are you with us?"

You flinch when you finally heard your name. Other agents were staring at you clearly confused as to why you were spacing out. Normally, as a super spy, you were diligent at these briefings. Your attitude today made it obvious that something was wrong with you. But fortunately, the harsh conditions of espionage has trained you to be somewhat aware of the environment regardless of your state.

"Sorry. Yeah. Infiltration in 0800 hours. 'Dry Clean' the place, retrieve the files and wait for extraction. Must be done within 15 minutes."

"Good. I'll be expecting your report."

The hologram shuts down and the other agents stood up as the meeting ended.

You were gathering your files when you heard his voice, "Hey." Steve places a hand over yours. "Are you okay?"

You try to force a smile, "Yeah, I'm fine."

Steve raises a brow, "You sure?"

"Yeah. Don't worry about me." You lied. You wanted him to worry. You wanted him to give you attention – the same attention that he was giving Peggy.

"Well, okay, if you say so. Listen, I have to go. I promised Peggy I'd come back after the meeting but I'll be back later and I'll take you to dinner and we can talk about last night." Steve said as he smiles at you faintly.

You frowned, "You're going back there again? I was thinking of having lunch together.”

"Oh. Um. I kind of told Peggy I'd eat lunch with her."

"Haven't you've been listening to the briefing, Steve? God, and I thought I was the one who was spacing out. I won't be here later tonight. The mission is in 0800 hours." You couldn't hide your frustration.

Steve furrowed his brows, "Look, I'm sorry you're upset but I promised her I’d come back and—”

“And you promised me that we’d have time for each other.” You cut him off in a surprisingly loud voice.

Suddenly being aware of the intensity of your voice, you and Steve look around the meeting room and see that the remaining agents, including Nat were now focused on the two of you.

“Okay guys, let’s prep for the mission. I need intel on the place and a map of the vicinity within a two mile radius.” Nat orders the agents but they were moving slowly, hoping to hear more of yours and Steve’s conversation.

“Let’s move people!” Nat’s authoritative voice was enough to vacate the room of the other agents and before Nat exited the room, she gave you a sad knowing look.

You sighed and run your fingers through your hair and after a long silence you finally spoke, “Steve, do you want to end this?”

Steve’s forehead creased as he furrowed his brows, ““(Y/N), I love you, you have to know that. I’m sorry I’m being like this, it’s just that, it’s Peggy, you know, and I’m slowly letting myself face the reality. You told me you understood. You told me you won’t give up on me.” Steve says as he took both of your hands in his.

“I do understand you Steve, but please understand me too. Can’t you see what you’re doing to me? Every time you hurt me, the less that I cry. And every time you leave me, the quicker my tears dry. And every time you walk out, the less I love you.” Tears start to flow down your cheeks, “Baby, we don’t stand a chance. It’s sad – but it’s true.”

Steve opens his mouth to speak up but you shake your head, signaling for him to let you finish, “Steve, if you’re just scared I can’t handle you leaving me, don’t be – because I’m way too good at goodbyes.”

Steve clenches his jaw and shakes his head, “No.”

He pulls you in for a hug and you can’t help but cry even more.

“I…” Steve’s voice is hoarse. You can tell that he is trying to hold in his tears. “I lost my love once. I’m not letting that happen again. Do you know what Peggy and I are always talking about when I visit her?”

You stiffen. You really didn’t want to know the details of their past relationship, especially not now when you two are on the verge of breaking up.

“We talk about you.”

You pull away and look at him, clearly confused, “Me?”

He nods, “I talk about the culture shock, the team, but most of the time – you. I talk about how you changed my view on things here, that things are not so bad when I have you beside me. I also talk about how happy I am again, and Peggy is thrilled because she says that I finally found someone who made me smile again.”

He gently cups your face, “(Y/N) you’re the only person who gives me strength to face every morning in this century. I can’t lose you. Please, I just can’t.”

You were dumbfounded. A moment ago you were ready to break up with him and end things to save your heart but now, you know that you can’t. Because you can’t fool yourself into thinking you can live without him.

You nod slowly. “We’ll make this work. I’m sorry for not being understanding enough.”

Steve finally manages a smile. “It’s my fault. I love you, (Y/N), so much, and I promise you, I’ll make sure to show it.”

He caresses your face gently before tilting your face to meet his lips.

 Hi guys! Just a reminder, I also write smut if there are requests for any. And I’m still open to requests. The more specific the request, the better. So don’t be shy to tell me everything that you want in the imagine. Ciao babes. :*

[cevansisheart]

Moving in with Chris

Warnings: none

“Babe, I don’t think all of my stuff will fit in your closet.” you yell outside to Chris while watching Dodger eagerly greeting you.

“Hi boy.” You set down your box before patting Dodger’s head and rubbing his belly.

You let out a squeal as Dodger excitedly pounces on you and starts licking your face, “It’s good to see you too boy.”

“I told you I could clear out a few stuff and store it in the attic.” Chris’ faint voice becomes clearer as he enters the front door carrying one of your big boxes. You could swear that box was really heavy but the way he was handling it made it look like it was nothing.

“Yeah, but I don’t want you to get rid of your stuff just to make room for mine.” You say as you place your hand on your hips.

Chris chuckles and kisses your forehead, “It’s fine babe, I did tell you that I’d do anything for you to move in with me.”

You smiled. When Chris asked you to move in with him you were hesitant at first. Mainly because you were only dating for almost two months and you thought things were moving too fast but seeing that gleam in Chris’ eyes when he told you that he’d do anything for you to move in with him, you just couldn’t say no.

“You sure you’re okay with that?” You asked him again.

He tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, “I’ve very sure. My closet’s full of shit that I don’t need anyway.”

You laugh as both of you made your way back to his car. You grab a medium sized box out of your trunk while he grabs the last big one.

“Was this the last one?” he asks you.

You smile and nod, “Mm-hmm.”

“Good.” He gives you a quick peck on your lips and closes the trunk with his left hand.

All you’re thinking is ‘how the hell can he lift your big heavy box with just one hand?’

You let out a huff as I placed my box on top of another.

“Well, this is all my stuff.” You say while scanning Chris’ living room that was now filled with you boxes.

Chris exhales. “Well…” he trails, “You definitely have lots of shit.”

You scoff and elbow him in his ribs.

“Ow. Stuff. I meant stuff!”  

“If you only asked me to move in with you for you to annoy me, my best friends are more than happy to take me back.”

He chuckles and hooks his arm around your waist.

“I asked you to move in with me because I want your face to be the first one I see every morning and the last thing I see every night.”

You suppress a smile.

“If you think that sweet talk is going to work on me then you obviously don’t know me.”

He chuckles again and leans in closer, “Then what if I told you that I asked you to move in with me because I want to show you how much I love you every chance I get?”

You smirk and turn to face him. You drape your arms over his shoulder and run your fingers along his hair at the back of his head.

“Hmmm… In what way?” You ask coyly as you raise an eyebrow.

Chris smirks back and looks down your body before meeting your eyes, “That depends. What way do you want it.”

You chuckle seductively, “Baby I want it in all the ways you can give it to me.”

Suddenly, Chris’ playful eyes turn into something darker. Lust. Pure lust.

Before he can capture your lips, you pull away immediately. “I think we’ve had enough breaks. It’s time to go back to packing.”

You let out a sudden squeal as Chris picks you up and tosses you over his shoulder.

“Chris! Put me down!” You scream.

“I think we’ve done enough work for today. Let’s resume tomorrow. For now, I want to show you the bedroom.”