Reciprocate Chris Evans x Male Reader
“Come on Sweet-love, use that tongue of yours properly.”
Those words made M/N whine, around the cock that was inside his mouth. Looking up at Chris, whos eyes were closed tight, mouth agape open, neck and head tilting up as he worked his tongue over the shaft. He bobs his head in and out, eyes rolling to the back of his head as salvia drooled down to his chin. He inhaled, felt the musk of a man, his man, entering his nostrils. God the musk, it was something that couldn’t be describe. “Ohh baby, so good for daddy, fuck just like that...”
The young smiled, knowing he was doing a damn good job. His hand travels it’s way to the hanging balls of Chris, taking ahold of them and grasping them with so much passion. Yet again, the Bostonian man lets out a throaty groan. His hand patted the backside of M/N’s head, gripping a good amount of hair to make the young male whine. That’s the moment the Bostonian man began thrusting his hips, cock hitting the end of M/N’s throat.
He just couldn’t stand the warmness of the young male’s mouth, the lewd noises M/N’s mouth made when he got into it. He should calm down, he does. Pulling M/N off, he couldn’t help but smile warmly at the sight of his beautiful boy. Lips puffy and red as well as his face and ears. “Such a good boy, so nice to daddy. Now it’s time for your reward.”
M/N rests himself on the bed, closing his eyes for a minute when he was suddenly he felt two hands groping his ass. “God this ass, look at that!” Chris chuckled, spanking his ass which jiggled. M/N eyes watches as the Bostonian man crotches his face, tongue sticking out to ran down from his rim to his balls, going down again. And oh god, it made him moan and arch his back. “Like that don’t you? So dumb for daddy’s tongue...” His Sea blue darken eyes met with the young male’s E/C. It was a sight that made M/N’s insides flutter, made his dick twitch and made his whole-body itch.
“Chris...oh god c-chris, stop S-sToP, fUcK”
Chris got his tongue to work, he moves and shoves. The entire axis of the world was different by M/N’s whole body picking itself up, knees on the Bostonian man’s shoulders. He growls and slurps like it were his last meal
M/N felt his entire chest moving up and down shakily, heaving, mouth slack, making his lewd noises easy to be heard. “Fuck, ngh. Daddy n-noo”
“M/N, baby hush” Chris’s mouth left his hole, to look at him. Only for 5 seconds until his mouth was back on him, lips moving faster each second. M/N whines, high in his throat, sound getting stuck there when he felt Chris’s grip on his thighs, spreading them more. God this felt humiliating, embarrassing to be spread out so wide open. The whine M/N just swallowed down, bubbles right up again. “Daddy...” He moan, sobbed. He tries fighting it, holding it in but Chris snarled, brought his hands down to the crack along the inside of the young male thighs and spits. “Stop fuckin hidin your pretty noises boy.” It made his whole body lax as his gut and chest grew tight.
The Bostonian man meddling his thighs apart and pressing them to the young male’s chest. “Hold yourself M/N, be a good boy for daddy.” He demanded; the meanness replaced in with his soft sweet one. It made travels down M/N’s spine, makes his cock twitch against his stomach, drooling lavishly at Chris’s actions and words. The Bostonian man rumbled, a low pleased noise, one that made M/N whine and get extra hard. It hurt.
In return, Chris coo in his asshole, “Good boy...watch me baby, watch daddy eat this pretty boy pussy...” And he dives right into a slow and sensual pace. small kitten licks that make the young male’s eyes roll a bit back to his head, mouth agape, his head lolling between his shoulder. When a pinch to his thighs snapped him back.
But how could he? Those beautiful red plush lips, wide tongue and stamina were made to eat ass. His ass. After all Chris Evans was an ass man. The Bostonian man’s tongue flutter around the hole, presses a wet filthy open-mouthed kiss into the skin. “Chris c-can you not...”
Chris’s eyes flicker up to stare at M/N, groaning when he saw the young male’s full attention on him, presses the flat of his tongue over him messily, points his red tongue and fucks it into M/N’s asshole-””D-daddy, oh godd. n-nOo” Chris kisses at his hole, “Tell me sweetheart, where do you want your daddy’s tongue,, Huh? Tell me.” M/N whines. His lower body began rising up, chest heaving up and down, moans becoming louder. The Bostonian places M/n’s thighs on his shoulders, picking the boy up a bit more. His big hands travel down to the boy’s chest, curling around his neck. “Stay still love..”
And M/N could only let out a big groan, a long one.
“Fuck your tight. Gonna have you to stretch you up so more, don’t ya think M/N?”
Chris pulls his face away, adjusting the slick empty hole with two thick fingers. “Godd that’s it...” The young male began clenching his eyes shut tight at the feeling of the Bostonian man’s fingers slowly beginning to move. In and out it went, slick noises filling the hot room. “D-daddy Fuck Imma-Imma co-”
“YOoO Chris? M/N? Where you guys at?” Said a loud voice, coming up the stairs. The two men look at each other, Chris quickly taking action by lying himself down at the bed and pressing M/N on top of him. Adjusting the blankets above of them, hiding M/N but keeping Chris on view. “Hey Chris!” Scott shouts, entering the room. “Scott! What brings you in here?!” Said Chris calmly. “I uh just came here to check if you were alright, heard some weird noises coming upstairs.”
“Oh that was uh...the tv. I was watching some-”
It was the moment that the Bostonian had to bite his lip in order to contain such sinful moan. M/N giggled softly upon hearing the gulp coming from Chris. Slowly he began rolling his hips, pressing his tongue down on the Bostonian mans titties.
Chris calmly nods, before gently rising his hips up, hitting M/N’s prostate. The young male gasped before another hit came and another one, hitting the right spot again and again.
“So Imma go nowww...” said Scott suspiciously, closing the door
The soft thrusts now turned into desperate fast ones, “FUUCCK” Groaned Chris, coming inside M/N’s hole. The young male could only breathe heavily as his euphoric feeling washed over him. Pulling the blankets off, Chris smiles at the exhausted boy, blowing him a kiss
M/N smiles lazily, “Love you too daddy”
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