One last present
Relationship: BF Chris Evans x GF reader
Summary: You have one last present for Chris.
Warnings: 18+, Minors do not interact! Smutty, painplay-ish? Grinding, Ass and breast grapping, Birthday sex, Female relief, nipple playing, nipple pulling, nipple twisting, nipple pinching, nipple sucking.
Words: 821
A/N: It's Chris Evans' birthday, so this was a must-write for me.
“Do you want to see Jumanji? " Steve yells from the bed.
"Sounds great. Just give me a moment" You yell back from the bathroom.
After dinner with some of his friends, you two decide to have a little movie night.
But little did he know, you have one last present for him.
You took the last look in the mirror before walking out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.
Steve looks a little confused when he sees you still wearing the same wrap-dress from the dinner. He expected you in something a little more comfy, like a T-shirt or a hoodie.
"I have one last present for you," You say as you casually unwrap your dress and let it fall down to the floor, exposing the little black lingerie set you to have on.
His eye travel down your body, carefully looking at every single detail of the set.
You slowly walk up to the edge of the bed, and his eyes follow your body. You bent a bit down and yank the blanket off his body. You can clearly see he is hard through his boxers.
He bit down his bottom lip as he admire you.
“You had been wearing that all day, haven't you?” He asks.
You nod and crawls onto the bed, with your knees on each side of his legs, until you reach his hips.
“Sit up” you demand and he quickly obeys, like a dog waiting for treats.
You hover over his lap, lightly touching his erection.
His hand grabs the sides off your knees and runs them up to your hips.
“Sit down,” He says as he pulls you down to his lap, so you really can feel how hard he is. You lightly rub yourself against his erection.
Your hands slowly run down his bare body, down to the waistband of his boxers. Your two index fingers curl under his waistband.
Your hand is about to go under his boxers, but Chris stops you.
“Let me get a taste of my present first. And then you can touch all you want” he says as his hands grab your hips and leans into a kiss.
“Everything for my birthday boy” You mumbles against his lips.
His hands run down to your ass and guide you to rub your entrance harder against him.
“So needy you have become, sir” You playfully say.
His lips curl into a grin.
“And you ain't?” he plays back.
You laugh.
“Not like you”
“Oh, is that so” He mumbles as his lips reach your neck, knowing this is one of your most sensitive spots.
“That is so” You answer as you feel his soft warm breath on your neck. He slowly nipping your neck, letting you feel every nerve on your neck. His hands run up to your covered breasts and cup them, softly massaging them. His thumbs lightly run over your hard nipples.
You rub yourself hard against him, trying to get some more relief.
“Like that, don’t you?” He mockingly asks, even though he already knows the answer.
You nod, but that isn’t good enough for him.
“Words, I need your words, Honey,” He says against your nipples.
“I-is so fucking goo-”
He pinches one of your nipples hard.
“Oh really?” he mumbles as he rests his forehead on your shoulder, giving him the perfect view of your body.
His thumbs softly run in circles on your nipples before pinching them a bit harder than before.
“Harder” You moans as you look down and watch his fingers playing with your painfully hard nipples.
“Yeah?” He roughly rubs his thumbs and middle fingers hard together with your nipples in between, making it even more painful and pleasurable than before.
He pulls down your bra, exposing your breasts. And he leans down and takes your nipple in, while letting his tongue play with your nipple.
Your breathing slowly turns into a mix of moans and air-gasping.
He starts sucking while still letting his tongue circle around your nipple. You are needlessly rubbing yourself even hard and fast against his covered dick with your sex.
He moves to the other nipple.
The cold air hits your wet nipple, he just left.
“More, faster” You gasp.
“So who is the needy one?” He mockingly says against your nipple.
He sucks harder and harder and lets his tongue get more and more aggressive.
Your moans get louder and more erratically.
You close your eyes and let him take complete control of your body.
He roughly pinches your other nipple.
You push yourself hard against him. He knows you are close as he keeps going until your body slowly relaxes.
He looks up at you as you try to catch your breast.
Chris pulls your bra back in place.
“Soo that movie?” Chris asks, then your breathing finally comes in control.
You look at him with a littel smirk.
“Is my turn now”