Falling for a Celebrity (Chris Evans x reader)

Chapter 33- Scars and All

SMUT WARNING? TW Mention of Scars

A/N THIS IS AWFUL I'M SORRY! I'm also sorry for the late post, I was in the emergency room most of Monday.  

The car ride back to Chris's house was difficult to say the least. We got picked up by the others so I made sure to sit next to the girls on the ride back. I figured I would make Chris wait just a little bit longer before he could get his hands on me. We got out and barley made it through the door when I felt Chris wrap his arms around my waist pulling me back, flat against his chest. I can't stop the grin that appears on my face as he starts kissing the base of my neck before working his way up to behind my ear.

"Baby, you gotta wait." I barley manage to speak as my eyes close for a moment.

"I don't want to." He mumbles into my neck.

"Just 2 minutes." I reply, he knew I only needed that much time to get what I needed done. Chris reluctantly let go of my waist before stepping back. He gives me a once over before walking into the kitchen. I take the moment to let Dodger outside and locking up the front door. I knew better than to push this off. After Dodger is inside and the house is locked up, I walk into the kitchen to see Chris taking a drink of water.

With a gentle smile I walk up behind him and rug his shoulders before slowly trailing my hands down his back. Chris abruptly turns around and is now facing me. His hands grasp my face as he pulls me in for a kiss. There was a sense of need behind it and I was okay with that.

The sudden movement caused me to step back till my back hit the fridge. I ran my hands through his hair and I tugged it slightly with a smile. Chris started kissing down my neck until he hit my shirt. His hands landed on the hem of my shirt as he looked at me.

"Can I?" I nodded my head quickly and in one fluent motion it was stripped off and thrown across the kitchen without a second thought. Thank god Dodger was already laying in bed otherwise that would be his new toy.

The need for us to be close was intense. I felt as his hands trailed down my sides sending a small shiver over my body. It wasn't ticklish in any means but the feeling was unusual for me. A small gasp escapes my lips when he gently squeezes my ass. I slide off his jacket before I jump and wrap my legs around his waist.

Chris holds me up like I weigh nothing. Still leaving sweet kisses along my neck and shoulder we make our way down the hall to his bedroom. Chris kicks the door closed without a second thought but then sets me down on my own too feet. I give a questioning look as he steps back.

"I want you to take off the rest of your clothes baby." I hear his husky whisper and I knew there was no bone in my body that would say no, but that didn't mean I wasn't going to test the limits.

"You gotta take off something first." I give a quick wink walking backwards a few feet. I watched his eyes look me up and down before a smirk crossed his face. Without another word his shirt was coming off and a smile appeared on my face. I could see every single one of his tattoos on display. Not taking my eyes off of him I slowly unbutton my pants before sliding them off.

His eyes never leave me and I feel self-conscious. He's never seen me in just my bra and underwear before. My hand rests across my stomach, across my scars. It only took him two steps to be in front of me. His hand wraps around mine as he slowly moves my hand away.

"YN, you are beautiful, scars and all." Chris says quietly before giving me a kiss full of love, not lust. I couldn't help but blush at the feeling. "Lay on the bed." I don't argue as I move over and lay on the bed. I see Chris strip off his jeans before walking to the end of the bed and crawling up the center. Chris hovers overtop as he starts kissing down my chest before kissing every single scar. The lower he goes the heavier I breath.

The anticipation was killing me. His fingers looped around my underwear before he pulled them off. He stops for a moment and I can't tell if it's hesitation, admiration, or just pure longing.

"Chris." I whisper so softly that the voice takes me by surprise. There is a want. No. A need to it. I needed Chris.

"Just relax, I'll take care of you baby." I then start to feel soft kisses on my inner thighs and I take in a shocking breath because of the nervousness I feel. In a way this is uncharted territory for me. Chris knew this and was being extra sweet. Another sharp intake happens as I feel a cold finger rub up against my clit. As soon as it was there it was gone. Quickly it was replaced as I felt his tongue swipe upwards. I let out a groan and I can feel him smile against me. I felt as his tongue circling and pushing on my clit even gave a small bit once or twice.

My breathing was ragged and all I wanted was more. Chris took notice to that as I felt a finger insert inside of me causing a moan to escape my lips. I couldn't help but tangle my fingers in his hair. A slight guilty feeling occurs when I think about not doing something for him in that moment. The feeling quickly disappears when Chris inserts another finger. The build was so quick.

"Chris, I'm -". I couldn't even finish the sentence as he quickens his pace. Seconds later a wave of pleasure rushed over me and I came. Chris moves his way up to my lips and kisses me. I gave a small moan against his lips.

"You sure you want to do this?" Chris was being very thoughtful and caring and it only made me want him more.

"Please, I want you inside of me." I whisper into his ear before giving it a soft nibble. I pulled back to see the grin on his face and I knew it was going to be a long night... and I was okay with that...