Sucking His Fingers//most Evan Characters
This is my first imagine of almost all of Evan’s AHS characters. It’s not smutty but I plan on writing some of that in the future. I did not include Rory/Edward because these are super stereotypical of the characters and I wasn’t sure on how I wanted to write them at the moment but I wanted to go ahead and put this one out here to get started. I know Evan and Tate’s aren’t as long or in depth as the others but I will work on those as well. THIS PROBABLY SUCKS BUT WHO CARES I ENJOY EXPRESSING MYSELF AND EVEN THOUGH I DON’T ACTUALLY THINK IT SUCKS, IT MAKES ME FEEL BETTER WHEN I SAY IT DOES AND THEN PEOPLE SAY IT DOESN’T bitch don’t act like you don’t do the same thing aaye. Anyways, enjoy this! Also, peep the aggression at the end of Kai’s because that’s the kind of shit I live for.
Evan - That morning you both had decided to walk down to the local coffee shop and grab something to drink before starting a day of shooting more episodes of AHS Season 8. You were waiting in line looking at the different displays of cupcakes, muffins, and breads as you heard your order number being called. You grabbed the drinks and sat down at the little table next to the window. He began stirring his iced coffee with his finger since he was too lazy to get up and retrieve one from the front. You rolled your eyes as he began to talk about the upcoming part he had to play. "So Ryan told me I should maybe act more cynical for the part but I don't know, I feel like the character would want to be hyp-", he suddenly stopped and looked up at you when you slowly sucked the finger he had stirred his coffee with. You looked at him through innocent eyes, though it was far from that. "Carry on.", you muffled as you continued to lick and suck his finger. He couldn't catch his breath and began looking around for paparazzi and you laughed.
Tate - He busted through your bedroom door and jumped onto your bed while you were laying down listening to music. You weren't in a bad mood but you did want to relax and enjoy the drumming sounds of Nirvana playing all around you. Tate waited a few minutes until he got bored and wanted your attention. "I know we have a lifetime in this house, but I really want to talk to you now.", he whined. You just giggled and continued to listen to the music. He exaggerated a sigh and started poking you in the face. You became playfully aggravated so you grabbed his hand and stuck his pointer and middle finger in your mouth. You laughed around his fingers as he let out a gasp of surprise.
Kit - He had come home from a long day at the shop and you wanted to make him feel special. And what better way to do that than by making him a homemade chocolate cake! You had just finished frosting it when he opened the front door. He dragged his feet into the kitchen and smiled when he smelled the sweet treat. He rested his chin on your shoulder and swiped a bit of frosting from the cake and laughed. You turned around and swatted at his chest, giggling. You then stood on your tippy toes and licked his frost-covered finger. He was surprised at first but then raised an eyebrow as he pushed more of his finger against your tongue. You sucked his finger until all of the frosting was gone.
Kyle (pre-death) - You arrived at the frat party pretty late in the game so almost everyone was already fucked up. You left your two friends, who were already grinding on some guys you didn't know, and found some tequila. You grabbed a shot glass and a lime wedge but you couldn't find the salt. "Looking for this?", you heard a voice say behind you. You turned around and saw a member of the fraternity holding the margarita salt, wearing a innocent grin. You tilted your head and winked as you gently lifted his finger to your mouth and licked it. Quickly, you dripped it into the salt and pulled it back out. You grabbed your shot of tequila and line wedge and then whispered "cheers". You sucked on his salty finger and then threw back the shot. You began walking away, now chewing on the lime, and glanced back over your shoulder. You say him dazed as he just stood there in the frat house kitchen wondering who you were.
Kyle (Post-death) - As you slipped inside Kyle's room, you could still here Madison and Zoe screaming at each other about who he actually belonged to in the other room. They always did this - they would start one by one trying to make Kyle choose who he wanted more sexually. But how could he choose when he had no sense of anything after he came back from the dead. He would start to spaz out while Madison and Zoe left him high and dry. You saw him sitting on the end of his bed looking down. You softly stepped in front of him and dropped to your knees. He looked away from his pants and stared at you. You smiled and grabbed his right hand. "I would never leave you like that if I were Zoe or Madison.", you said before placing his middle finger in your mouth. He opened his mouth and made a incoherent noise that sounded like a mix of a moan and a gasp. You were determined to finish what the two girls had started.
Jimmy - "Head to your seat folks, the show will start in 5 minutes!", you heard Jimmy say into the backstage microphone. You had attended the freak show for the first time 3 years ago and had loved every second of it. Especially Jimmy, he was so fascinating to you. You loved his personality, his good looks, his dedication and loyalty to his friends and family, and you really loved his hands. But even after 3 years, he was still nervous to go on stage and perform with them. "What if I screw up and drop the ball? What if they are disgusted and repulsed? What if they start ma-", you stopped him dead in his tracks by taking his hand and shoving his morphed pointer and middle finger in your mouth. It was a lot to hold but you closed your eyes and moaned against it. The tip of his middle finger hit the back of your throat and you gagged as you looked up at his face through your eyelashes. He had turned red and bashful as you released his hand and winked at him. "Screw them, baby. I love you and your hands and there is nothing I would ever change about you. Now, get out there and show them what you are working with!", you shouted as you heard the applause of the show starting. He walked out on stage and turned back around to you. He smiled and laughed because he knew he had found the best person in the world to be with.
James - You and James had a love/hate relationship ever since he killed you 4 years ago. It all started as an actual kill on his part just for the hell of it. You had stopped by the hotel for just one night as you were making your way across the country on a road trip. You wanted to get away from the hustle and bustle of life and intended on ending at the coast of California. "I need a room for just one night, preferably the cheapest you have - I'm down to the last few dollars from this trip.", you said exhausted. "Well, we have a great deal for you! We have a room half priced tonight.", a grey haired lady, who's name tag read Iris, said. "Great, I'll take it!", you smiled. "Room 64 dear, up the stairs to the left.", she said already turning her attention back to adjusting the keys for the other rooms. You practically ran up the stairs and found room 64. You jumped and slammed your body onto the king sized bed and closed your eyes. You wanted to sleep as much as you could before finishing the final few hours of your trip the next day. As you tried to fall asleep, you could vaguely hear a drink being poured in the corner of your room. You sat up on your bed and screamed when you saw a man dressed in a nice suit with a pencil mustache. "Oh dear, don't be frightened.", he said shaking his head. He gulped his strong drink and slammed it down on the table, shattering it to pieces. He mischievously laughed as he walked towards you, pulling out a knife. You were frozen in a trance. He grabbed you by the throat and slammed your head back into the bed. He brought the knife to your chest just above your heart. He drug the knife across the skin and your blood oozed out. He swiped the red liquid on his finger and rubbed it against your lips. "It's the perfect shade of red for you, don't you think darling?", he cooed. You, not really understanding his game, licked your lips and popped his finger in your mouth, sucking the rest of the blood off. "Yes, I think it is.", you said smiling, showing your blood stained teeth. James only stared back with a hint of a smile before he kissed you. As you felt the rush of his tender kiss, you also felt the pressure and sting of the knife he jabbed into your heart. As everything went black, you heard him whisper, "I'll see you on the other side, my dear."
Kai - You sat on the basement couch as you waited for Winter to come down and get you. You two had planned on studying in her room for your college final in women's studies but her brother, Kai had called an emergency meeting for his "group". Though no one told you, you knew it was a cult. How could anyone NOT see it was a cult. Kai was an evil, malicious, conniving leader who manipulated and twisted everyone's thoughts. But damn, he looked good doing it. You heard shouting from up stairs as the door to the basement swung open and Kai came rushing down. "Don't do it! Don't answer his questions!", you heard Winter scream and plea. Kai slammed the door shut and locked it before turning around and smiling at you. "Come, sit and talk with me.", he said sitting at the table under one light. You obliged to his command as you were scared to do anything other than what he said. You assumed the position by grabbing his pinky in yours. "Now tell me woman, what fills your heart with dread.", he said staring intensely into your eyes. "The sounds of whining children.", you bluntly said without even realizing. He laughed, "I'm glad we are on the same page with that. Now, what are you most afraid of?". You shook your head, "You already know this...I know Winter tells you everything about me.". He had tried to recruit you into the "group" for a while but you just weren't ready. Now you were. "I want to hear it from your own mouth.", he said glaring. You waited a few moments until you found the courage to say it. "The thought that I might be in love with someone so wrong for me.", you said finally making full forced eye contact. He smiled and whispered, "Well, don't be afraid of that anymore." You smiled back knowing you accomplished what you had wanted to and found a new sense of relief. You started to smirk as you realized that you were now his. With your pinkies still locked, you brought his pinky to your mouth and slightly sucked on it will his face remained the same. "This is going to be fun.", he said as he began to pry your mouth open and insert the rest of his hand.