Chris Evans x Victorias Secret Model! Reader
A/n: to be honest, you are not gonna be the skinny models you see on TV from VS. Everyone’s body is beautiful, whether you are curvy or skinny, perfect skin or scarred. Please, love yourself and who you are. I think you are beautiful in every way. That is all c:
Warning: SMUTTY SMUT SMUT, rough sex, pinning, blowjob, desk sex, Dom! Chris, hair pulling, biting
A/n (again): requester, you asked for it….lol
You were a model. However, not any type of model. You were a Victoria’s Secret model. You were a little bigger than the rest of the models but your self confidence skyrocketed through the roof when you got in. You were in the dressing room, getting your hair curled, make up applied when your manager, Mr. Justin Cor dropped in. His green eyes sparked with joy as he flipped his brown hair and stated, kissing your shoulder.
“You look absolutely gorgeous, darling.”
You smiled and stated.
“Your flattery has flattened me.”
You both laughed and Justin stated, winking and pinching your cheek gently.
“I’ve got a very hot surprise for you!”
“Who’s the hottie?”
Justin whispered in your ear.
You gasped and blushed, mouthing ‘no way.’ Justin nodded and you clapped.
“Would you like to meet him?”
You nodded and tightened the robe that covered your nude body. You followed Justin out to the shoot and blushed. There, sitting on the white bed in the middle of the room, was Chris Evans. He was shirtless, wearing dark washed jeans that rode low on his hips and playing with his phone. Justin stated.
“Chris, meet your model partner (y/n). She’s gonna be modeling with you today. We still have a few minutes so why dont you two spend the ten minutes you have together, alright.”
Chris’s blue eyes looked up and widened at you. He looked you up and down and you suddenly felt a little self conscious. Chris smiled and stated, kissing your hand
“Such a pleasure to meet you, (y/n). I’m Chris.”
You smiled and blushed.
“I know. I have to say, your role in Captain America was amazing.”
You whispered in his ear.
“You looked rather sexy in the suit.”
Chris bit his lip and looked up at you. You smiled and Justin clapped, making you jump.
“Alright, let’s get started. Alright, Chris, get on the bed but lay on your side. Yeah, have your leg kinda-ok, you got this.”
Everyone laughed and you giggled. Chris looked over at you.
“(Y/n), go ahead and get up there.”
You blushed and got onto the bed, Chris watching and You remembered what Justin told you to do before hand. You pressed your body against Chris slightly and let your robe fall off. Chris grunted a bit and you smirked, whispering.
“What’s the matter? Are you a little bothered by this, Evans?”
He didn’t reply. You turned your head and looked at the camera as Chris wrapped his arms around you and dug his nose into your neck. Justin gave a thumbs up. You smiled as Justin stated.
“Gorgeous, darling. This one is gonna be a little intimate. (Y/n), turn towards the camera. Chris, I want you to cover her breasts with your arms. Have an possessive look in your eye. (Y/n), make it look like you submitted. Open your mouth a little. There you go.”
You were blushing. Chris had you pressed into his chest as he held his arms over your plump, cold breasts. Goosebumps lined your body as you stated after they took the photo.
“It’s too cold for this!”
Chris whispered in your ear.
“Or you’re just getting a little horny, aren’t you?”
You were in your dressing room when a knock on the dor came. You closed your robe and opened the door, gasping a bit when you saw Chris.
“Chris, hey. What’s up?”
Chris closed the door then kissed you roughly, pushing you into your desk that acted as a table. He stated, panting a bit.
“You’re gonna fix this.”
He bucked into you and you gasped, feeling his erection. You blushed and Chris picked you up, laying you on the desk and pinned your hands above your head with one hand, undoing your robe with the other. Chris asked huskily.
“You were so horny when I held you in my arms like that, werent you? I know you were when I laid a top you. You little slut ”
He kneaded your breast then sucked on your nipple, causing a heat in your Netherlands to get hotter. Your pussy started to drip as Chris gave your neglected nipple attention. His tongue flicked out and circled your nipple, teasing you. You bucked into Chris, silently begging for friction and Chris snarled out.
“Don’t fucking move. Don’t. You move when I tell you too, you little slut.”
You whined and stated.
Chris hissed a bit and grunted. He picked you up and you watched as he unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans slowly, teasing you. He ordered, nodding once.
“Get on your knees.”
You did as told as Chris let his member run wild. You were impressed by his size and he, again, ordered.
You licked a long stride up his member and tried not to grin at his moan. You took the head of his dick into your mouth, running your tongue over the slit that leaked precum. He cussed, fisting your hair into his hand. You slowly took more of his member into your mouth, loving the whimpers coming from Chris. He pushed your head and pulled as you started to suck him off.
“Fuck, you look so gorgeous down there. You’re MY slut, you got it?”
You hummed in response and Chris grunted, jaw clenched. He pulled you off and kissed your roughly, shoving his tongue into your mouth. You were severely turned on by the thought of Chris tasting himself in your mouth. He laid you on the desk and ordered.
“Spread those legs for me, slut. I wanna see that gorgeous cunt dripping.”
You did as told and Chris smirked. He trailed kisses up your legs and bit a dark mark into your thigh. You gasped as he bit your other thigh then dived right in. His mouth kissed your sex and a flush covered your face.
“Watch me eat you out.”
You opened your eyes as Chris flicked his tongue out over your clit and pinned your hips down onto the desk. You whined as Chris slid his tongue up and down your entrance, pushing in when he felt like it. The coil in your stomach was tightening and you grabbed his hair, gently massaging his scalp. He hummed in appreciation and you gasped as the vibrations stimulated your need. Chris growled out.
“Beg for me to let you cum, bitch.”
“Please! Let me cum!”
He stated, thrusting his fingers in and out of you.
“You can do better than that.”
“Let me cum, Captain! Please! I beg of you!”
Chris grinned and sucked harshly on your clit, thrusting his fingers faster, and hummed in approval. You were pushed over the edge and screamed his name, arching off the table and Chris lapped up your juices. He pulled his fingers out, sucking on your juices and complemented.
“You taste so fucking good, (y/n).”
Chris pressed his body onto yours, kissing and biting your neck as he kneaded your breasts. He pulled out a condom, ripping the package with his teeth and slipped it on carefully. He then positioned himself at your entrance and slammed into you. You gasped as Chris immediately started pounding into you, moaning and he let his head fall back. He demanded
“Whom do you belong to, little slut?”
“You, Chris! Please don’t stop!”
You cried out, digging your nails into his skin as you dragged them down his shoulders and arms. Chris hissed out a bit and kissed your neck, biting and sucking the flesh. He kept pounding into you as he angled himself. He slammed into your g spot and you screamed out, arching your back. The coil was getting so tight and Chris commaned hotly in your ear.
“Cum for me, little slut.”
You came hard, white assaulting your vision as you screamed out Chris’s name. Chris gave a throaty moan and his thrusts were faltering. He came, thrusting a few more times before pulling out and panting. He looked up at your sleepy face and asked.
“My place or yours?”
You stated sleepily. Chris gave a sweet smile and nodded.
'That was the best sex I ever had.’
You thought as you watched Chris fix himself up. Yeah. Definitely.