Sebastian Stan + Sweatpants

Sebastian Stan + Sweatpants

I remember…the four-hour salt bath the night before that I sat by myself.

Forgiven (Chris Evans)

Chris Evans x Fem!Reader

Words: 734

Warnings:smut, oral sex 

All mistakes are mine.

He was mad at you and he had his right to be. Honestly you never ever were like that in public but yet you acted like a psycho jealous girlfriend knowing how Chris hated that, but you couldn’t help it, she was all over him, touching him like he was hers, and he was yours, but obviously Chris didn't see it like that, he thought that she was acting like a normal fan, like what the fuck, are the fans always touching him like that?

Sighing you walked to your shared bathroom, he was there of course, under the hot water, eyes closed and his hands on the wall. The water was all over his back making its way down and getting lost in the curve of his ass. You bit your lips at the scene, he was a fucking God.

“Staring is rude” Chris said still with his eyes closed. “Sorry, can I come in? Please” You knew that when he is mad you have to give him time to calm down but you wanted to apologize now.

Chris nodded and you lost your clothes and entered on the shower hugging him tight. “I’m sorry. I am such a bitch”. He stated quiet, not letting his silent stop you, you started to kiss his chest.

“I’m sorry baby, I just hate when they touch you like that in front of me”.

He keeps silent, now enjoying your kisses.

“Are you gonna talk? Say something please”

“Just keep going”. His voice sounded hectic and you knew that your kisses were affecting him.

Deciding to please him you keep leaving kisses all over his chest, feeling how his breath began to shake. You smiled making your way down his body liking his belly button. He moaned.

“Are you torturing me?”

“Nope, just enjoying myself” You liked south touching the head of his cock. “And now you going to enjoy it too.''

Kneeling before him you let his cock enter your mouth, Chris moaned closing his eyes as water drops kept falling making the scene in front of you a masterpiece. Knowing how he worked, you started slowly, just wetting him up and savoring him.

“Jesus baby, you are killing me here”. He looked at you, down on your knees sucking him how he liked, your mouth was a gift, hell you were a gift.

You kept going, now, with more rhythm, using your tongue tracing the vein beside his head. Wanting to give him the best blowjob, you relaxed your mouth letting him enter all of him in your mouth. His eyes now wide open at the realization that he was ball deeps inside your mouth.

“Holly shit baby. I’m going to cum if you keep like this.”

But you didn’t want to cum just yet. So you slowed once again and keep sucking him, working all over him, tasting him and adoring the sound that fell from his mouth.

His body tensed, his hands ended up in your hair, stroking it. And you knew two things, he was no longer mad at you and that he was about to cum soon, so then you decided to use your hand to help you, moving your mouth and hand at the same time you speed up wanting him to enjoy the rapid speed of the blowjob.

The only sounds in the bathroom now were his moans and the sound of your sucks.

“I’m gonna come, oh my god, yes baby” Chris groaned now no having control over his body, his waist started to move, and he was now fucking your mouth.

You looked at him and he was looking at you. Blue eyes dilated, mouth open. The water kept falling over his body and the scene could make you come right there. You kept looking at his eyes as you let him continue to fuck your mouth.

And with a final thrust he began to come, his cock spasming inside your mouth, his belly tensed and a “I’m fucking coming” left his mouth as he emptied himself in you waiting mouth, swallowing. Too soon he left your mouth and put you up kissing you with passion. You smiled kissing him back hugging him and letting your hands get lost in his hair. He separated with a giant smile on his face.

“You are forgiven”.

And he kissed you again, letting you know that he didn't finish with you yet.

I need to get something off my chest about fanfictions

I’ve been reading a lot of stories lately -mostly about Harry- where the female protagonist -his partner- finds herself being pushed away by him and keeps wondering what she did wrong. Ok, nothing too strange here. BUT, there’s always a point in the story where, despite all her lame efforts -like, cooking his favorite food and keeping his things organized when he comes home, like, WTF WHAT YEAR ARE WE IN-, he just keeps treating her like literal shit. And it’s not an empowering story about a girl getting out of a toxic relationship. On the contrary; it’s about a girl allowing his boyfriend to treat her like shit to the point where one, as reader, would -should- think “why does he even lives with her if he hates her so much?” or “girl, JUST DUMP HIM”, BUT NO. You can read comments like “bitch, try harder DON’T YOU LET HARRY STYLES GO. Now, what I want to say is: Can you, fanfic writers, stop romanticizing abusive relationships just because it’s Harry Styles? I’m honestly fucking tired of reading about girls humilliating themselves and allowing abusive and violent behavior (sometimes even getting hit) because after a few chapters he apologises and everything it’s right again. And I’m tired of it because the fact that you think that writing about being “a little mistreated” it’s ok if it’s by a famous guy and he apologises, it’s a contribution to perpetuate the idea that it is ok to cope with an abusive boyfriend if he’s famous (which btw I don’t think it’s very nice to put people you admire in that situation, why the fuck would you want to write about Harry hitting you?) and it’s not ok. Never. I don’t care if it’s Harry Styles, Tom Holland, the Pope or the fucking future king of England. Enough with this “ride or die” shit. 

Conclusion: Nothing justifies abusive behavior. Stop romanticizing that shit.

Sebastian Stan with Don Saladino - Behind the Scenes of Fox 5 NY segment.

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