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Pairing: Destroyer!Chris x Reader
Summary: Chris liked pushing your buttons to see how an innocent one like you would react.
Word Count: 3.6k
Warnings: Corruption kink if you squint, size kink, belly bulge kink, choking, slapping, tiny bit of daddy kink, praise kink, pain kink, spitting, messy oral (f receiving), overstimulation, unprotected p in v penetration, creampie (Shelby said my kink is overstimulating my readers and it’s true, I like to continue flicking y’alls beans even after y’all came LMAO)
A/N: Yeah so @xxshelbsxx and I were up to no good since hours ago and this is what we’ve been doing. We literally spent like an hour brainstorming this shit and decided to keep it a secret from Destroyer!Chris hoes so we can surprise them LMAO @bemine-bucky @lookiamtrying Sav, you were right all along about us doing some shady shit ajscnaskjca we had to make up something to convince you that we ain’t planning something for Destroyer!Chris SKSKSKSKKS
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Chris trailed behind you with a smirk on his face, his eyes scanning you from the back of your head down to your calves. He’d worked with you before but not for an undercover task such as the most recent one that the both of you have finished. You were always so classy in the office, so pristine and just…fucking clean, like you could do no bad.
Seeing you undercover as a biker’s girlfriend though, wearing skimpy clothes and being all over him for the sake of the mission? That piqued his interest in more ways than one.
He kept his eyes on you when you finally spotted your room in the dingy motel; Chris licked his lips as he watched your fingers fiddle with the key that the receptionist gave you. Taking a step back, he leaned back and admired your figure as you unlocked the door.
As soon as the mission was done, you were quick to revert back to your normal attitude— quiet, aloof with eyes so innocent it sometimes made him hard. You didn’t waste any time getting rid of your clothes too, changing back to your usual attire which consisted of a button down top and a pair of tight-fitting jeans.
“You know, you should’ve kept those clothes on.” Chris commented with a mischievous smirk.
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Flutter: Ride or Die
Pairing: Destroyer!Chris x Reader
Summary: You and Chris celebrate the success of the mission with the entire team.
Word Count: 2.6k
Warnings: Unprotected p in v penetration, pussy job, creampie, hint at edging, cum eating 👀, suffocation
A/N: This is long overdue so I hope the filth was worth waiting for LMAO @xxshelbsxx here is the fruit of our horny labor HAKSSJSKSJSK tagging some Destroyer!Chris hoes aka @bemine-bucky @lookiamtrying and @sweeterthanthis who had an extended BEE-IP pass for this 😂
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Bursts of laughter erupted in the bar every once in a while— it wasn’t until a few days later that the office found the time to celebrate the success of the undercover mission which involved you and Chris.
“I didn’t think that these two could pull it off, honestly.” your captain, Nick Fury commented before taking a quick sip from his bottle of beer. “The two of you were an unlikely pair after all, but I was wrong.” he admitted, lifting his beer up for a toast.
“Congratulations to the both of you.” he announced, followed by everyone else’s cheers and praises.
You glanced at Chris who was sitting across from you, his eyes already trained on yours. His beard had grown thicker over the past five days and his buzz cut was slightly growing back. You sort of hated to admit it, but you liked the rugged look on him.
Despite that eventful day at the motel, the two of you never talked about it. Given the amount of paperwork that both of you needed to do to wrap up the case, time just didn’t allow for a conversation to happen. Not that you were rushing things, but you didn’t want it to be just a one-night stand.
Chris just happened to be your best experience and not to brag, but you were sure as hell you were his best one too.
While everyone was getting drunk, you and Chris remained calm and quiet. The way he was shamelessly eye-fucking you was enough to let you know how the night would end. However, with how subtle both your movements were, it was obvious that you two wanted the relationship— or whatever it was between you and Chris— to remain a secret.
You lifted your own bottle of beer up, tilting your head at Chris for a toast, “Congratulations to us.” you told him, raising an eyebrow teasingly.
He hummed in response, mimicking the gesture, “Congratulations.” he said and clinked his bottle against yours.
You kept your eyes on Chris as you brought your bottle up to your mouth, wrapping your lips around the rim before drinking from it without breaking eye contact. Chris’ pupils dilated at the way your lips wrapped around the bottle, flashbacks of your mouth on his cock quickly flooded his mind. He cleared his throat as he adjusted his position on his seat, opening his legs wider to accommodate his hardening length beneath his pants.
The entire night was filled with tension so thick, you can literally cut it with a knife. Nothing but lustful gazes and subtle touches were exchanged between you and Chris but oh, they were more than enough to get your gears going. Even the way he scratched at his beard made you squeeze your thighs together, imagining how it would feel to have his face in between your legs again and how it would most definitely leave your skin with burns.
It was close to midnight when everybody called it a night, with each one heading outside of the bar to fetch their cars or wait for their rides. Chris only had to look at you with glassy eyes to let you know of his plans so you carefully trailed behind him as he walked out of the bar.
“Be a good girl and wait for me here.” he whispered into your ear, his rough voice sending chills down your spine.
You subtly nodded and waved at your colleague whose husband just arrived to pick her up, pretending to smile when deep inside, you were overflowing with desire. Despite the chilly wind, you knew that it wasn’t the reason for your goosebumps.
You couldn’t wait until everyone went home, wanting to keep your suspicious interactions with Chris away from prying eyes.
For now.
A hand on the small of your back snapped you out of your reverie and much to your disappointment, it didn’t belong to someone you were waiting for. You greeted a colleague, John Walker, with a curt nod before wishing him a safe way home as he fished his keys out of his pocket.
“Are you waiting for someone? I can drive you home.” he offered.
You were ready to turn his offer down until a loud revving sound beat you to it, followed by a large bike stopping right in front of you and John. When your eyes met Chris’, you almost shivered at how much darker they have gotten, and not in a good way.
He briefly glanced at John, eyeing the man from head to toe before looking at you at the same time he passed you a helmet.
“I’m giving her a ride, Walker.”
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And give you a ride, Chris really did and what a fucking ride it truly was.
“Chris, faster!” you moaned into his neck.
Straddling him, you pressed your torso against his as he laid on his bed. You were clutching onto his shoulders tightly while his hands cupped your ass, spreading them open as he fucked into you hard and fast.
His animalistic growls echoed in your ear as he pounded into you, barely pulling out with how quick his thrusts were. You could literally feel all the air in your lungs getting punched out each time he slid back into your dripping cunt.
“You want it fast? Huh?” Chris asked before licking your neck.
You nodded eagerly and whined in response, sucking a mark onto Chris’ neck, “Yes, please. Want it hard and fast, Chris.” you moaned.
Chris wrapped his arms around your waist, clasping his hands together to keep your hips in place. Opening his legs wider, he started slamming into you faster than before and you didn’t think it was possible but it actually was.
“Oh my god, fuck!” you grunted, feeling your eyes burn from the tears spilling out from the corner of your eyes.
The way Chris’ cock was hitting your sweet spot over and over again was turning your vision hazy, the pleasure almost turning into the most delicious pain you’d ever felt. Chris tightened his hold on your waist, cursing into your ear when you clenched around him tightly, almost pushing him to the edge.
Almost.
You weren’t going to let him finish that easily, you knew he was also holding back. His cock was throbbing inside of you, stretching you out more and more with each pump of his blood. You could feel him grow stiffer and bigger inside of you— a single movement of your hips could make Chris explode and as much as you were craving to feel his warmth coat your walls, you wanted to drag this out for as long as the both of you could.
“Aren’t you pretty like this, Chris?” You teased, gently lifting your hips up just enough for his cock to slide out of your cunt.
“Never been called pretty my entire life.” He responded, almost choking when you sat against his cock, pressing it on his abdomen as you started sliding back and forth.
You whimpered as you continued to tease him by rubbing your pussy along his hard cock, wiggling your hips whenever your clit reached his tip. Chris’ fingers dug into the skin of your hips, his eyes glossed with nothing but lust while he watched your cunt coat his dick with a new layer of wetness.
And then his eyes moved upwards by a tiny bit, it was so subtle that it was almost easy to miss. But with how closely you were watching Chris, you noticed it— he was staring at your butterfly tattoo again.
The way Chris was so enamored by it was endearing. You thought it was silly at first but whenever you witness him get lost in it, you realize how much hold you had on him, and him on you.
You were obsessed with Chris’ obsession for your butterfly— his butterfly.
Without a word, you slid your pussy lower and watched Chris take his bottom lip in between his teeth. He grunted when you sat on the base of his cock harder, the veins on his neck popping at the same time his jaw clenched.
Taking his cock in your palm, you lifted your hips up and aligned just the tip along your folds. Chris hissed as he watched you do it over and over again until strings of his pre-cum kept on stretching in between your pussy and the head of his throbbing dick.
“Put it on her— your butterfly.” Chris said, his voice hoarse and close to a whisper.
Keeping your eyes on him, you watched his face when you did as told. A shudder ran through your entire body when you saw his pupils dilate at the same time you pressed the head of his aching cock against your tattoo.
Chris’ grunts and groans filled the room as you used his cock to tease your pussy like a toy. You rubbed and slapped it against your cunt, moaning each time the tip would tap against your sensitive clit.
“Need to be inside you— please.” Chris choked out, throwing his head back against the pillow as you rubbed yourself on him.
Chris’ fingers squeezed your thighs as you slowly sunk back onto his cock, clenching as you slid all the way down until he was deep inside of you again. The whine that resounded from his throat was unexpected— you’d never heard Chris like this before.
You wanted more.
So you rode Chris’ cock like it was your last day on earth and he welcomed your dominance with high-pitched whines and grunts that kept you going.
“Just like that, fucking my cock so good.” Chris hissed and used his thumb to stroke your butterfly before sliding lower to rub at your clit.
“Want your cum, Chris…want all of it inside me.” You moaned and sped up your phase even more, his cock barely pulling out of your dripping cunt from how fast you were bouncing on him.
“Gonna milk my cock, baby. Fuck, I’m cumming!” Chris groaned, almost sputtering when he felt your pussy squeeze his dick tightly, pushing him to the edge.
You moaned in unison when Chris came, spurting his release inside of you. His neck was red, his veins were bulging and his chest heaved as soon as he was spent.
“You alright?” You breathed out, gently stroking Chris’ cheek before sliding your hand down to his neck, in between his sweaty pecs and then his abdomen. Chris’ eyes followed your hand until you reached where your bodies were connected.
Taking the cum that was pooling in between your legs, you smeared it all over your butterfly tattoo before bringing your fingers up to your lips to suck on them.
“You dirty, dirty girl.” Chris chuckled, watching you with admiration.
“C’mere.” He said and reached for the back of your neck, pulling you down for a sloppy kiss that had your pussy clenching.
Chris pulled away but kept his lips pressed against yours, “Come up here and sit on my face. Wanna taste both of us.” He whispered before licking your mouth.
It took you a while to process what Chris wanted to do. When you straightened up, he merely lifted an eyebrow at you and used his hands to gesture you to come up.
Feeling your core throb at the fact that Chris wanted you to sit on his face with your pussy full of his cum, you lifted yourself up and carefully moved up the bed. Chris was still hard when he slipped out of your cunt, his cock dripping with both of your wetness.
“Ride my face the same way you rode my cock.” Chris instructed, licking his lips at the sight of your pussy filled to the brim with his cum.
Some of his release had already dropped down from your pussy to his abdomen and chest, he couldn’t wait until he could get a taste of it from the source.
“Do me a favor?” Chris asked, “Don’t let me come up for air until you cum on my face.”
You were about to protest but Chris’ reflexes were faster. He had pulled your waist down to his mouth and went right to work with his tongue, making you squeal from the way it flicked against your folds.
Despite muffling Chris’ groans, they were loud enough to let you know how much he was enjoying tasting himself on you. You gripped the headboard and moved your hips, grinding down against his face as he had ordered you.
Chris slurped his own release from your pussy, even inserting his tongue inside to scoop out more of his cum. It was absolutely filthy and obscene, the way he was so greedy.
His tongue flattened against your folds, licking you slowly before he sucked your clit, hard enough to make you put your full weight on top of him.
Chris reached behind to squeeze your ass before spanking it over and over again as if he was urging you to grind down on him harder.
When you looked down at him, his face was already so red and the veins on his temples were straining against his skin. You could hear Chris’ sharp intakes of breath as he lapped up your pussy despite the lack of oxygen in his lungs.
His desperation and the rough sensation of his beard scratching your thighs was a deadly combination. It had your abdomen coiling like never before.
And then Chris opened his eyes and gazed up at you as he grazed his teeth against your mound— against your butterfly— and just as when you were about to combust, you were interrupted by Chris’ phone ringing to life.
You were about to press your hips back onto Chris’ mouth when he stopped you, his large hands holding onto your waist to push you back a bit until you sat on his chest instead.
“Sorry, need to take this.” He said, disappointment laced in the way he spoke.
He wiped his mouth with his free hand as he brought the phone to his ear, “Captain.” He answered, lifting a finger to stop you from reacting.
You made a face at him and attempted to get off but Chris stopped you and pulled you back down to his chest.
“Yeah, got it. Be there in fifteen.” Chris said, shrugging when you gave him a look.
He ended the call and carefully moved you so that he could sit up. You moaned when your pussy pressed down against his cock, still hard and throbbing.
“Gotta go for a sec, duty calls.” He said and kissed you before lifting you off from his lap so that he could stand.
“Are you fucking kidding me, Chris?!” Hissed and watched him go in and out of the bathroom to clean up.
“Wish I was, but I can’t delay this. They got a lead on this case I’ve been working on for months.” Chris explained as he started dressing up.
“Chris, I was so close to finishing!” You whined, taking the blanket to wrap against yourself as you got out of bed, following Chris out of his bedroom.
He turned around with a smug smirk on his face, “And I promise to finish you off when I come back.” He said and pulled you by the waist so he could plant a wet kiss on your neck.
“Stay here and wait for me.” He whispered before kissing you hard.
You watched him approach the front door, feeling defeated and betrayed. Chris turned around again and eyed you from head to toe, his signature smirk making its appearance on his face yet again.
“And don’t touch yourself until I come back. Be a good girl for me, my butterfly.”
Excuse you for making me cry. This was so fucking sad yet so beautifully written. And I usually don’t enjoy the first person narrator that much but this was just so moving 😭😭😭
🎃Day 12 of Halloweenie Seb🍂
💔 🥀 Pairing: Destroyer!Chris x Reader🛀
Summary: After the events of the movie. So a ghost drabble.
Warnings: Su**ide attempts. Misuse of medications. Angst.
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Nothing like crying over Chris on a Wednesday morning. This was so freaking sweet (pun intended) 💕
Day 13
Pairing: Destroyer!Chris x Fem!Reader Summary: You set up trick or treating for the year Word count: 711 Prompt: Trick or treating A/N: Don’t come for me about candy choices, it’s fiction I promise haha Previous day - Next day - Sebtober Masterlist
“What the hell is this?”
Chris turned away from the store shelf popcorn packet in hand.
“What?” he asked brows knitted in confusion.
You held the offending box up in front of you, disgust making your nose wrinkle.
Chris shrugged clearly not catching on, eyes moving from the box to your eyes.
“They’re called Whoppers…?” he trailed off already turning back to pick out the perfect buttery popcorn.
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The ending he deserved!
Destroyer!Chris getting out, and finally coming home to you, but he finds out you've been taking night classes, so he parks his truck by your car and leans against the back to wait for you. When you come to your car, he smiles, waiting for you to look up, but when you don't, he laughs. "Didnt I teach you to be aware of your surroundings when you get in your car?" he teases, biting back a laugh as you jump and screech, before gasping, and throwing yourself at him.
I AM SCREAMING ABOUT THIS, I LOVE THIS SO MUCH OMFG
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Ah yes, where can I sign up? This was so 🔥
Dinner Can Wait
Pairing: Destroyer!Chris x reader
Warnings: Smut, Language 18+ ONLY
Words: 410
Kink: Arms
Summary: Chris comes home from working out wearing a sleeveless shirt that shows off his arms.
A/N: Chris and reader are in a trusting, established relationship.
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Careful What You Ask For
Pairing: Destroyer!Chris x reader
Warnings: Smut, oral sex (female), Language 18+ ONLY
Words: 540
Kink: Oral
Summary: The reader tells Chris to get on his knees when she can’t take any more of his teasing tongue.
A/n: Chris and reader are in established, trusting relationship.
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Holy moly this was so good. “Trade the story for a different truth; something that rhymes.“ Freaking poetry <3
And frankly, from the movie, I’ll say this is a pretty accurate description of him, I’d think he is way softer than anyone would think.
Storyteller
Pairing: Destroyer!Chris x unnamed reader.
Warning(s): Language, sexual content
A/n: Writers’ block hit me like an absolute freight train this month – or, maybe more like a big truck that kept reversing to hit me every time I tried to actually make something happen. So this is rusty, it’s rough, but it’s finished.
A corner-of-my-eye love, that’s what it is. Strung like fairy-lights across the aching sweep of this desert, this caged liberty of a landscape; blinking hope and flickering desire. He watches her from the corner of his eye with the patient indifference of a man trying very hard not to fall in love. Intrigued, of course he is, by the lightness of her step; a bubbling laugh; curious wit; a quick mouth. Distinct and surprising innocence in this place of sharp, soft secrets.
She’s a blazing, bright joy, this girl, this woman of stone and summer and the fleeting graze of sweet memory.
Gilding his world in blue jeans and sweat stains; Chris looks away when she pulls her top from her skin, just three brief fans. He sees nothing; but feels everything. Swells and bursts with the song of that laughter, with the bruised scent of tired perfume.
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That man is a walking wet dream, why wouldn’t you dream of his deliciousness. And pizza, always pizza. Loved this!
For DD can you do "I heard you talking in your sleep" with Destroyer!Chris?
Midnight Confession
Pairings: Destroyer!Chris x reader
Word Count: 609
Summary: Chris hears you say something in your sleep and he can’t stop laughing about it.
Author’s Note: This is for the HBC’s drunk drabble day @the-ss-horniest-book-club Thank you for sending in a request, this was a fun one! I hope you like it :)
Warnings: fluffy fun, implied sexy times and light light teasing
The morning sun peeks through the shades, the soft light illuminating your face and causing you to stir. You shift your body and turn in Chris’s arms, snuggling into his chest as you begin to wake. He places delicate kisses to your head while his fingers lightly brush the bare skin of your shoulder, “mmmm, that feels nice, baby,” you murmur sleepily.
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