Happy early Valentine’s day Nonnie! Here are those hcs you requested, hoping they'll do :)
~Snack
First off, if this was happening during the war against Pitch, he’d probably feel better if you stayed in the Warren, or by his side. He knows you can take care of yourself, you had saved his tail from quite the number of dogs before, but one can’t be too cautious, right? That being said, he’d be alright if the “safe-house” was any of the Guardians places, but he’d prefer if it was his Warren. Now, why bring this up? Because it’s HOW you get to the Warren. He’s totally against the sleigh, it’s in the open, it’s dangerous, traveling in the tunnels is just safer to him. So you bet, if you were shorter, piggybacking would be common to get through the tunnels.
Out of the other Guardians, he’d be the least likely to tease you about your height. After all, the majority of the beings he works with are on the shorter side, so he’s indifferent to it. He’d still find it endearing if you were shorter, gives him more opportunities to be there for you if you were ever in need.
The first time you came to the Warren, you for sure followed some stray eggs leading to a meadow. Laying in flowers is nice, Bunny gets that, but losing sight of you in a big field of them? He’s gonna get a heart attack if you pull that again.
You’re short, so you’ve got little legs. The one thing he teases you about is that you’ve got to take more steps than him. But he is happy he’s still faster, of course, he would probably slow down to let you keep up with him. Or it just means more piggybacking.
He, of course, wants to have more time to bond with you so he asks you to help him hide eggs. He’ll reach the higher areas, and you could cover most of the ground with them. He’d do his best to make you feel like your height doesn’t stop you from doing anything because it wouldn't, not to him at least. So heck, if you wanted to hide eggs in trees he’d help you.
Seeing as he gives people he’s closer to nicknames, if you were shorter and, presumably a bit more rambunctious, he’d probably call you ankle-biter like Sophie. As a term of endearment but also a bit more in the teasing sense. It’s a fitting nickname for someone like you, sure you are shorter, but that does NOT mean he could let his guard down. He’s definitely learnt from past mistakes.
If he asked you to help hide eggs the night before, he would also like to ask you to help greet the children, or just look after them, on the morning of. But unlike most people, because to him, you are on the cuter side, you’re more approachable. No matter what you wore he’d be convinced the children would love to be around you, just as he does.
Author’s note
So here we are again, my friend and I are rewatching the movie. For reference, I found it helpful to compare it to what he does differently with Tooth, seeing as he is close with her and she is also on the smaller side, if that makes sense. Honestly, it turned out better than I thought, this wasn’t an easy request since for myself personally, I like to make things both a bit different, but realistic. As I’m sure you can imagine, short love interest hcs are very common, so I really tried to think outside the box on this.
Summerary: Chris rents out an amusement park for his family and yours, for the entire day.
A/N: Soooo... This is the first fic I have ever writen. I’ve been told it ‘s not garbage so I thought I’d share it. lol So yeah, hopefully you enjoy it. AndI know the title is trash... but I couldn’t think of anything else.. :’(
“Oh Fuck No, Never Again.” you exclaim as the roller coaster comes to a halt. You quickly undo your seatbelt and rush to be back on solid ground. You look at Chris who is presumably laughing at your reaction to riding that death machine that he calls a roller coaster. He unbuckles his seatbelt and gets up to come stand next to to you.
“Aww babe, It wasn’t that bad. Was it?”, he asks, bringing you into a tight,yet comforting hug. He shifts back a bit so he can look down into your eyes.
“What do you think?” you pout. “I was sure I was going to die for like most of the ride! You could have lost a girlfriend today!”
He throws his head back and grabs at his chest in laughter. “You weren't going to die, you're being dramatic.” He pulls from your embrace and walks to the ride's exit way, grabbing your hand and bringing you along with him.
You turn to him as you two wander around the park. “I may be being a tad bit dramatic but that shit was not fun. Like at all! Who in their right mind would pay to feel like they’re gonna to die!?”
His boisterous laugh started up again as he brought you to a standstill, “Well, I’m sorry you didn’t enjoy it babe,” His voice lowers a few octaves. “Is there something I can do to help you feel better?” He asks, gradually bringing his face closer to yours.
“Well, you can start by apologizing for attempting to kill me.”, your demand provoking an eye roll from him. “And... you can also give me one of your patented kisses that never fails to take my breath away.”, you smirk.
He smiles back at you before capturing your lips with his, you instinctively wrap your arms around his neck. There was a major height difference between you two, but that never stopped you from your frequent make out session; and today was no different. He rests one hand on your lower back and the other grips the back of your thigh, pulling you to straddle his waist. His hand then leaves your thigh and roughly grasps your ass.. He deepens the kiss, forcing his tongue into your mouth, causing you to let out a sultry moan into his. He lowers his hand from your backside to between your legs, and rubs your clit through the leggings you had on.
You jump back from his lips clasp, gasping out, “Fffuuck, Chris.” He grins, continuing to caress you. “Bbabe, what are you doing? You can’t be rubbing on my lady bits in public.” He grinds harder onto your mound, making you moan out his name.
“Hun, I bought out the whole park for our families and the last we saw them, they were on the other side of the park. So I’m reeeally not worried about anyone seeing me rub on this pretty little pussy of yours”, he chuckled. His middle finger presses against your opening, “ And besides, I can feel how wet you are, so I’m guessing you're not too worried either.”
“Th- that doesn’t count because it doesn’t take much for you to get me wet.” you protest, while trying to wiggle out of his grasp. He tightened his hold on you, causing you to yelp. “Let me down”, you begged. He loosens his grip and you slide down his body. Once you are back your feet, you snatch his hand and drag him in the direction of the nearest bathroom.
“Where are you taking us, love?”, he calls from behind you.
“Just because I don’t I want to fuck you in out in the open, doesn't mean I don’t want to fuck you at all.”, you call back to him. You get to the restroom area and yank into the women's bathroom. You let go of his hand to go find the nursing room. When you find it, you rush back to Chris and pull him towards the room. You both walk into the little lounge and you close and lock the door behind him. You turn to face him and jump onto his tall frame, draping your legs around his waist again, without hesitation his hands cup your ass. The corner of your mouth curls up into a half smile “Now we can finish what you started.”, you demand before attacking his mouth.
Chris let out a low groan that sent small shock waves to your core. He shifts you so that you are sitting on the counter and you take this moment to kick off your shoes. His hands go under your shirt to unhook your bra. You separate so you can pull your shirt over your head and slide your bra off, tossing both off to the side.
His eyes instantly lock in on your exposed chest, a low moan escapes his lips. He took them into his hands, “I’ll never get tired of seein these beautiful tits.”, he rumbles. He plays with your nipple, squeezing it and giving it a slight tug. You cry out his name and clutch at the back of his head, bringing his lips to your breast. He ran his tongue against your hardened peak, sucking it into his mouth.
“aAaahh Chriisss”, pleasure exploded through your body and you pull on his hair. “Chris. I want mooorre.” you whine, taking his idle hand and leading it to the damp spot between your legs.
Chris pulls off of you with a pop, “Always, so impatient”, he mumbled.
“Or maybe you're not moving fast enough.”, you smirk. “And why do you have all these clothes on?” you questioned, gripping him through his jeans. He groans and you give him innocent grin. You carelessly get rid of his shirt. “Thats better!”, you chime. You lean forward and lick his chest, then biting the same spot; while running you nails down his back. A grunt emits from deep within him and that seems to set him off, because he’s practically tearing your leggings and panties off. He throws them off to the side, and you hastily undo his pants and shove them and his underwear down as far as you can; he pushes them down to his ankles. He takes his thick cock into his hand, giving it a few healthing strokes before lining it up to your slit.
He rubs his tip through your soaked lips, “Is this what you want? You want me to shove this thick dick in you?”, his deep and husky voice sends a shiver down your spine. Chris watched you squirm and try to push yourself down on him. “Always so impaient” he hummed to himself.
“Chr-”, you were cut off by him bottoming out into you. “OH FUCK YES!” you scream.
He only gave you a few seconds to adjust, before pulling out fully then slamming back into you. You slid back a bit so he put a hand on your lower back, to hold you in place. His other hand tugs your head back by your hair, so he can gaze into your eyes as you fall apart.
“Fff-Fuck! Look at me, babe. Look at me.” his voice is low and strained with lust. Your eyes shoot up to meet his, “You happy now, Y/N? You got what ya wanted.”, he growled. “You're squeezing the shit outta me, babe. Uaahh. You feel so fucking good.” He leans forward and captures the bottom of your ear with his teeth, lightly nibbling on it.
You rake your nails across his back, and repeat a mantra of ‘Yes Chris’. He bites your neck and you cry out in pleasure. “Cc-Chris I'm so close. So close.”
“I can feel it. Mmh, Come on babe, come on my dick.” He removes his hand from your hair and brings it around to your chest. He grabs one of your breast and pulls a nipple into his mouth, rapidly flicking the nub with his tongue.
And that sends you over the edge. You came whimpering and calling out his name. His thrust slow down to so help work you through your orgasm. You slump against his chest and sigh. Your voice is barely above a whisper, “Amazing as usual.”
He drifts near your ear, “Oh honey, I’m not finished”, he said in a deep chuckle. He steps back and unsheathes from of you. You look up at him in curiosity, “Get up, turn around, and bend over.”, the tone of his voice made you know there was no questioning him.
You hop down and turn to face the wall, laying your bare breast against the cool granite counter and hum with satisfaction. Chris’ eyes wash over your exposed body, enjoying the view of you bent over, waiting to for him to ravish you.
You peek back at him and smile, “I thought you said you weren't done me?” You sway your hips a bit, “I’m waaaaaiting babe”, you tease and wink.
“Hmph. I swear-” he grabs your hips and slams into you, “You. Are. Insatiable.” He hammers into you with each word. You ghost out his name, eyes rolling to the back of your head. He digs his fingers into the meaty flesh of your hips, lifting them to get a better angle. The new sensation sends a jolt through your body, making it hard to think; let alone speak. You whimper and try to speak, but it only comes out incoherent babble. He set a break-neck pace, “What was that, babe? Were you trying ta say somethin?” he mocked. You sighed and whined, hands clawing at the at wall in front of you. “Ya gonna have ta sp-, SHiit. Speak up a bit Hun. Can’t understand ya”
“CHRIS!”, you scream. “FUCK! CUMMING!” An earth shattering shockwave tears through your body and your mind goes blank.
“Y/N! Y/N! Y/N! FUck Babe. I’m comin, I’m gonna cum.” His thrust become shallow and uneven. A guttural groan bursts from him and he releases deep inside of you. Chris falls forward a bit, putting both hands out next you to catch himself. He stands over you panting, trying to gain his composure.
After a moment of shared silence, he slowly slides out of you. The loss of him snaps you back to life and you mewl at the hollow feeling. Your knees begin to buckle and you reach out for something to grab but there was nothing to help hold you up. You were about to collapse, when Chris reaches out to catch you. He picks you up and shuffled over to the empty chair in the corner of the room, placing you down onto it.
He pulls up his bottoms and goes over to the counter to gather up your clothes. He set them down on your limp body and smiled. “You look worn out, guess I really did a number on ya.” , tossing a wink over you way.
You roll your eyes and attempt a sarcastic reply, but can't because of your dry mouth. Instead, you focus on trying to dress yourself as Chris puts his shirt back on. He leans against the counter to watch you struggle. It took you a minute or two, but you finally managed to get all your clothes back on your body. You look back up at Chris, only to be met by a toothy grin.
“Some caring Boyfriend you are!” you wheeze. “ You fuck my brains out, leave me half way dead! And then leave me to my own devices, when it comes to getting dressed!” You shake your head. “You Rude.”
His all too familiar laugh starts up again. “In all fairness, you didn’t help me get my clothes back either.”
“I don’t want to hear it, Evans!” You try to get up and fail, your legs still not at full capacity yet. “Ya see what you did to me?! My legs aren’t even working properly.” You shake your fist at him in jest, “Damn you Evans!!”
“Don’t be mad at me babe. I only gave ya what you were begging for.” he smiked.
“That may be true, but I still require assistance. So if you wouldn’t mind carrying me?” you stick your arms out and your hands do the grabby motion. You put on your most innocent and feeble expression.
“You know I can never say no to a face like that.”, he cooed. He walked over to you and reclined back a bit so you could climb onto his back. Once you were settled in, he open the door and trekked through the restroom, back into the amusement park.
“So, did I make it up to you” he questioned?
“Huh?... Ohh. The coaster… No. Not at all”, he looked back at you, raising an eyebrow. “You must feed me first and THEN all will be forgiven!”
He sighs and chuckles, heading to the nearest restaurant,”Anything for you, my love”
