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Nice and Tight

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Reader x Chris Evans

Word Count: 1.6K.

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. RPF. SMUT, Explicit description of graphic sex. Read at your own risk. Threesome, Praise kink, Spit roasting, double penetration, anal sex and play, allusions to oral sex (f receiving), Daddy kink, Sir kink, allusions to Dom/ sub dynamics, voice kink if you squint, dirty talk, size kink, competition but also compersion. Not Beta’d. All errors my own.

A/N: This is in response to an ask about the best kink. I couldn’t pick just one. Part four of The Fit and the Feel Series. Let me know if you liked it by interacting: like, comment and reblog!

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This night wasn’t turning out the way you thought it would, and this conversation was taking quite the different direction.

“I really think that we should take that drive up to Box Hill this weekend. We can get some fresh air, exercise, and continue this adventure on top of the knoll.”

Henry looked down at you and winked.

“What do you think, Dove?”

Henry responded to your silence with a frown and a slight tap on your jaw. You looked up into the twinkle of his cerulean eyes.

“Don’t be rude.”

Your eyes welled up with tears and you gulped, and your body clenched in response.

“Ah….shitttttt, Baby Doll. Fuck. So good.”

Chris groaned, finally joining the conversation.

“You have her mouth full, Cavill; give her a bit of a break. She’s a good fucking girl entertaining us both like this. So good and gotdamn tight.”

Chris was filling your ass full of his cock as you sucked Henry off. This is what you asked for. Your tears were the result of trying to breathe around Henry’s huge member as Chris fucked you slowly and steadily from behind.

The pull and the drag of Chris’s cock against your delicate walls was everything as he carefully took you apart and Henry got you back together.

You loved exactly where you were, between these two gorgeous men, and anywhere they wanted to take you to do this again was alright with you. They were unexpectedly tender and attentive, doing exactly what you requested. You weren’t mad. At all.

They were being so nice and yet so nasty at the same time.

You tried to hum an affirmative ‘Yes, Sir,’ as a response around Henry’s girth, causing his hips to stutter, and then surge forward, impaling himself further down your windpipe.

“Bloody hell, Dove. That mouth is so good. Throat so fucking snug.”

He reached down, encircled your neck with one hand to feel the bulge of himself in your tight column. He slowly pulled out and watched you cough and splutter when you took in air again.

“So lovely with your face like this…”

Henry admired you as Chris continued his débauched act behind you. You clenched again at the praise and Chris’s stroke. Your eyes glazed over with pleasure as Henry’s other hand lightly slapped and pinched your nipples, eliciting pornographic gasps and groans from you.

“Sound so gotdamn… fuck Baby Doll. Gonna make me fill your ass…”

Your eyes rolled back at the thought. Although you had prepared all day for this moment, you couldn't believe that you were actually here, paid homage to by two of the most attractive men in the world.

“And you’re absolutely gorgeous with your face all fucked out.”

You smiled and Henry gave you a filthy kiss, then lifted you carefully by your arms as he moved underneath you and between your legs.

You shuddered and moaned as his hairy body slid underneath yours, the stimulation almost too much.

Chris stilled and throbbed as Henry looked deep into your eyes and nodded, placing his hands on your waist as Chris’s hands on your hips guided you onto Henry’s cock.

“Now be a good girl, Baby Doll, and take both of us.”

“Yessssss!”

Your plaintive cry made both men clench their jaws in efforts to hold back from tearing you apart. Instead, they were oh so careful. Henry’s hand positioned himself just so as to allow you to sink onto him while keeping Chris inside you.

“Holyyyyyyy…”

Chris swore and dropped his head as your tight canal became even tighter with the intrusion of Henry on the other side of the thin bit of tissue of your perineum. He tenderly kissed

your spine as they both let you set the pace of your ruin.

You buried your face in Henry’s curls as he looked down to see the phenomenon of you three joining together. You were in nirvana as they became fully seated inside you.

When Henry looked back into your eyes, his were full of admiration.

“You are such a wonder, Dove.”

Remarkable.”

“Ohhhhhh!”

You clenched around both of them and they groaned, but stayed still as you started to move.

Beginning to rock back and forth between them, you felt the pounding of their engorged members stretching you out.

“P-please Daddy. Sir. Oh! Please move. Use me. Fill up my holes. Please please please.”

You started begging wantonly and Henry’s look changed as his eyes dilated. He took hold of your chin as Chris gripped your shoulders from behind.

“You sure that’s what you want?”

His voice was commanding, deep and smooth, like Cap.

“Y-y-yes. Please!”

“You don’t have to beg Baby Doll.” Chris slapped your ass.

“But damn if it isn’t ruining me. Keep up if you can Cavill.”

Chris pulled you up and away from Henry’s kisses, stretching your torso and giving access to your breasts to the Englishman as the Bostonian held your arms behind your back.

“Fuck you, Christopher Robin. You keep up with me.”

“No. Fuck me. Use me. I want all your cum. Both of you. I want it all.”

You felt like a queen.

“So be it.”

Henry responded with a broken voice that nearly broke you. The eye contact alone was so intimate.

Chris started going harder and Henry

matched his relentless pace, not brutal but insistent.

Soon they established a sinful rhythm that had you trembling between them. When one slid in to the hilt and the other slid out to the tip, causing your body to open and clench simultaneously.

Two sets of hands were everywhere all over you and you had one on Chris’s ass and one on Henry’s chest, feeling their sweat soaked skin and receiving surprisingly tender kisses and sweet praises from their lips. They were wrapped around you and throbbing inside you.

It was like you were one.

“Give us what we need, Dove. I can’t hold it much longer.”

Henry’s pleading eyes did something to your heart.

Chris was licking the sweat that slid down your neck. Then his earnest voice started begging, making your heart rate rise even higher.

“Yes. Please Baby Doll, you haven’t cum since we were eating you out. ‘S’been too long.”

You chuckled, because that was just a few minutes ago, but your laugh got caught in your throat as you saw Henry’s eyes shift behind you. Then, in tandem, Henry grabbed your ass to spread it wider and Chris reached between you and Henry to find your clit. It didn’t take long before you were cumming multiple times, screaming like a banshee, and not sure where one orgasm began and the other ended.

“Oh so beautiful Dove, yessss. Give.”

You took in Henry’s blissed out face and turned to give Chris a lewd kiss, sucking his tongue as Henry’s hands roamed your body and his eyes took in the scene. He was speechless as he watched and listened and felt.

“Shit, Baby Doll. You’re a marvel. S-s-so fucking hot.”

Chris spoke, groaning his praise into your ear, as he emptied his hot load inside you then held you as he slowly softened. He gently pulled out as you continued to ride Henry.

You whimpered and fell forward on Henry’s chest, trembling from the sensations.

“Careful now. Keep my cum inside you.”

Chris was marveling at your stretched out hole, plugging you with his fingers as you slid on Henry’s cock.

“Yes, Daddy.”

You made out with Chris as Henry watched, but then called your attention to him.

“Gods, Dove. This cunt is so magnificent. You. Are. Indeed. Magic.”

You sat up again, regal on the throne of Henry’s cock. You started to ride, feet up on the bed to aid your movement.

“Heavens…Dove...!”

“That’s it, Baby Doll. Rock his world. So fucking sexy.”

Chris’s fingers gently circled the rim of your wrecked anterior hole as Henry ravaged your cunt. The sensations were everything. The sights, the sounds, the smell of your sex with these two was a heady drug.

You could become addicted.

The sight of Henry in ecstasy, head thrown back and moth open whole Chris cooed on your ear was enough to send you over the edge again.

You bathed all three of you in the results of the most intense orgasm you’d ever had when you felt Henry’s warm spend wash over your walls.

“Fuck. Look at that.”

Chris’s eyes were glued to you.

“Your body is amazing, Baby Doll.”

His sky blue eyes were full of awe.

You collapsed on top of Henry again and Chris left you wrapped in the burly man’s arms. You heard the shower start in the bathroom as Henry kissed the top of your head.

“I’m in trouble, Dove. I’m afraid I’m hopelessly lost to this feeling…”

This tenderness was unexpected. You expected a night of rough domination, but received worship instead.

Before you could respond, Chris pulled you away from Henry, and carried you bridal style into the bath.

You wrapped your arms around Chris’s neck and burrowed your face into it. You didn’t want reality to intrude.

“I never thought that sharing you would finally make me fall…”

You let what Chris said sink in and walked into the shower when he put you down, not looking at him as you immersed yourself under the strong, hot spray of water. You didn’t think, just let the warm water wash over you and bring you back to earth.

You felt proximity and heat, then opened your eyes to see two sets of earnest blue eyes gazing at you in adoration.

Oh shit.

“We’ll give you anything you want Baby Doll.”

Chris’s voice was deep and soothing.

“Anything. What do you want of us, Dove? More sex, or something…more…?”

You looked from one man to the other and reached for them. Their hands were on you again, threatening ecstasy as their bodies awakened.

No, this night didn’t turn out the way you thought it would.

The question was, what were you going to do about it?

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ramp-it-up · 2 years

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Good Fit

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Reader x Chris Evans

Word Count: 2K

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. RPF. SMUT, Explicit description of graphic sex. Read at your own risk. Reader is a bit of a player. Thigh riding, oral sex (m receiving) degradation kink, exhibitionism, voyeurism, Daddy kink, Sir kink, Dom/ sub dynamics, voice kink if you squint, implied masturbation, dirty talk, praise kink, size kink, competition. Innuendo around a threesome. Not Beta’d. All errors my own.

This is inspired by an ask from @lovebittenbyevans. Hope you like the filth, love! Part three of The Fit and the Feel Series. Let me know if you liked it by interacting: like, comment and reblog!

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This wasn’t revenge.

This was self indulgence.

Revenge was about the other person. This was all about you. What Chris had done just helped you to see that everyone was selfish. And that you should be too.

This realization led to your current situation:

Skating in your own slick on Henry’s thick, hairy thigh, your workout clothes on the floor of Henry’s home gym.

He’d invited you for a cozy weekend at his home after working on film together in London led to hot sex. Good food, sensational fucking and a proper work out. You could get used to this.

Riding Henry’s thigh was the result of watching him continually squatting to deadlift double your body weight, the muscles in his thighs rippling and straining against his golden tanned skin obscenely. You’d started sweating on the treadmill, and not because your incline was set to 20.

Henry happened to look over at you lusting for him, and soon you were riding his thigh on the weight bench, chasing your high like a woman possessed but deliciously controlled.

“Thaaat’s right Love. Just like that. Careful now.”

Henry’s beautiful smile and dimples had you transfixed as you modulated your movements, biting your lip to staunch the power of your impending explosion.

Your knee was near his heavy balls, which were drawing up under his thick, fat, weighty cock. Henry was grasping the base of his thick staff, squeezing and sliding his large fist in time with your undulations.

The scent and energy of sex was heavy in the air.

“C-can I cum, Sir? Please?”

Henry frowned a bit, the brown taking over his beautiful eyes. Your plaintive whine caused him to study your face, the tears in your eyes and those luscious lips trembling as you begged for release. You were asking him for permission, but you had him under your spell.

“Not. Quite. Yet. Dove.”

He grunted out the response, the feeling of your quivering core on his thigh causing him to leak all over his hand. You looked down at it and licked your lips, arching your back.

“You are quite the vision like this.”

Henry grasped your throat and squeezed a little, then slid his hand down the column of your neck to your chest and grasped your nipple and pinched. The delicious pain was almost too much and you squeezed your eyes shut to try and control the sensory inputs which were bombarding you.

“O- o- ohhhhhhh….”

You gasped for air as you stopped moving to try and stop the inevitable.

Henry felt your clit quiver, the small piece of flesh hard and plucky on his thigh. He flexed and looked at you with a saucy smirk. You were on the verge of tears, the sinews of his muscle obliterating the last of your control.

“What’s wrong Dove? Can’t hold it?”

Henry’s lust filled eyes dragged down to where you were soaking his thigh, your juices dripping off him to the floor. He licked his lips, eager to taste.

“Sir! Please!”

“So desperate,” Henry gruffly whispered as he softly caressed you with his thumbs and admired your face flushed with desire.

“So pretty too.”

He leaned down near your nipple, his hot breath causing your vision to speckle white.

“Cum for me Dove.”

His lips enclosed around your hard aching bud and you exploded on his thigh, body shaking as Henry continually flexed and relaxed his leg. He held on to your waist as your movements became wilder, and moved you up and down the column of his leg by force to prolong your orgasm.

Your screams echoed off the walls of his gym, and your throat was raw as you finished flying in his arms. You collapsed, still on this thigh, head on his broad sweaty shoulder.

“Holy fuck, Hen. That was…”

His deep chuckled bloomed warmth in your stomach as his hands encircled your waist again.

“Oh I’m not done with you just yet…”

He stood you up, your legs as shaky as a newborn fawn, and moved his thigh.

“I wanna clean you up, Sir.”

You were staring at his slick thigh and cock and Henry moaned, his cock jumping against his stomach.

“I was planning on stretching out your tight little cunt, but I’ll always give you anything you ask for, Dove.”

Henry leaned back and stretched his massive thighs as you knelt down between his legs, admiring his heavy balls and thick, wide dick, head fully projected from around the skin of his uncut shaft.

You leaned down and licked your juices from his thigh, starting near his knee, and fully sticking the width of your tongue out to catch your liquid in your mouth. Henry looked at you with hooded eyes as your tiny hand tried to grasp his cock and jack him, swiping your thumb across his massive head as you teased him with your lips and tongue.

Soon, his hands were in your hair as he pulled you near his cock, anticipation too much for him to bear. He gathered your thick tresses in his hand as you split your lip trying to swallow him, watching your eyes roll back in your head and close as you gagged and spit around him.

“Thaattssss it little Dove. Swallow like a good girl.”

“Mmmhmmmmph. Ummmhmmmm,” was all you could say.

Right when Henry’s head was thrown back and his balls were as hard and compact as they could be before he spurted down your throat, your phone buzzed.

You did not care, but it was right beside Henry on the weight bench and his brow furrowed at the intrusion on his release.

You cursed yourself for not putting it on silent, but you tried to take Henry deeper to distract him.

Henry’s eyes were on you, a little menacing as he reached for your phone, brought it forward to look at it. He glanced at it then frowned. He looked up at you.

“Who is ‘Thot?’”

Your eyes widened. Henry did not let you up to answer. In fact he pressed your head down further on his cock. You tried to remain calm and concentrate on breathing, but it was a chore.

‘Thot’ was the moniker that you’d renamed Chris’s contact. Why the fuck was he calling you now? Finally, Henry pulled you off his cock as the phone stopped buzzing.

“Um… a friend.”

Henry stared you down.

“Sir.”

You tried to stare back at him innocently. It didn’t work, however. Henry knew about you and Chris and suspected that’s who it was. But you were gorgeous with your face ruined for him. He decided to let it pass.

For now.

“Oh.”

Henry’s eyes gleamed.

“Ok.”

He placed the phone on his other thigh and pressed your head down on his cock again. You breathed a sigh of relief as you got on with it.

Just as you managed to get Henry to the precipice, your phone buzzed again.

“Bloody Hell!”

Henry swore and grabbed the phone.

“Don’t you dare stop,” Henry growled.

Your eyes got wide as you saw it was Chris again, this time on facetime. For some reason, your cunt throbbed as Henry looked at it, raised his eyebrow, and answered.

Henry grinned as Chris came into view. The competition between these two was ever present.

“What the fuck!”

You heard Chris swear as Henry’s face popped up on his screen. His hand still gripped your hair, making you bob now, making you glug on his cock. Surely Chris heard it. How could he not?

“So you’re the Thot!”

Henry chuckled as the obscene noises you were making continued. He was hard as a rock. Clearly, he was enjoying this.

“Why are you answering Y/N’s phone? Where is she?”

Henry looked down at you and you looked up at him, your pussy dripping on the floor beneath you. This debasement was so arousing. These two men. You couldn’t describe this feeling.

“She’s a little…busy. Mouth full. Can I take a message?”

Chris was blown away. He couldn’t be hearing what he thought he was hearing.

“Let me speak to her, Cavill.”

“As you wish, mate. Remember, you asked for it.”

Henry pressed the button to switch the camera, and Chris got a prime view of you gargling Henry’s cock.

The look on his face was inscrutable as you stared up at him, mouth full of Henry. The thrill of him watching made you touch yourself.

Chris didn't know what to think . He was instantly angry, but then you looked so gorgeous, lips stretched, tears and drool streaming down your face. He could tell your nipples were rock hard, and when he saw that your hand was circling your clit, his pants started to get tight.

Chris smirked at you.

“What are you doing, y/n? Are you doing something you shouldn’t?”

Henry pulled you off of him, and this time you made sure that it was with a pop. For some reason, you wanted to make a show for Chris.

“Answer the man, Dove. What in the world are you doing?”

Henry still held your hair in your hand, and turned your face for a better view.

“I’m sucking Sir off. You said that we weren’t exclusive, and that we could get with whomever we wanted to. I want Henry.”

“That’s right, my filthy little minx. C’mere.”

Henry pulled you up for a kiss, and all Chris could see was the phone in Henry’s hand near your thigh. He could see your arousal up close now.

“Let Chris see how good I make you feel, Dove, let him see what he’s missing out on.”

Henry shoved the phone in your hands as he spread your thighs around his and pointed his cock at your cunt. You held your phone up for a high selfie as Chris speechlessly watched you slowly slide down and around Henry’s thick shaft.

You could see Chris shifting, and you could guess what he was doing. You were surprised, but not much. Chris Evans was a freak.

“Oh Baby doll. I knew you were a cock slut, but I thought only for Daddy’s dick.”

Chris groaned, in pain or… something else.

Henry laughed as your mouth went slack at his girth. You started bouncing and taking Chris for the ride.

“You broke me Daddy. You gave it to someone else, so I thought I could do the same. What did you think would happen?”

“I’d say you didn’t fuck her thoroughly enough, Evans. Or else she wouldn’t have come to me so readily. Or cum for me so easily.”

You caught Henry’s thumb on your clit and your face in ecstasy on camera and Chris couldn’t stand it.

“Well, I must admit, you look absolutely gorgeous taking that dick…but I bet it isn’t as good as mine.”

“Nice try, Evans. How could you leave this tight little piece up for grabs? Fool.”

Henry chuckled again and stood up, easily taking you over to the yoga mats and laying you down. Your hair was everywhere, an angelic halo as Henry and now Chris, did devilish things to you.

It was obvious what Chris was doing now as he watched your face while Henry pounded you out.

“O-o-hhhhhh… fuck… Daddy… oh Dadddyyyy.. Henry is not as… not as.. Long as you are…”

Henry pounded you harder.

“But it’s…..sssssss fuck! It’s thicker…FUCK! And It feeels so gooddddd.”

Chris was dripping in his own hand now. And you looked up, afraid, only to see Henry beaming down at you.

“I see…. I see it feels good Baby. Take it like a good girl for Daddy. You can do it.”

Chris talking you through taking Henry’s dick. Was just what you needed to cum again.

When you came down, Chris had a question.

“So which would you rather have?”

Chris panned down to remind you of what he was working with.

The fact that he was getting off almost sent you over the edge again . You dropped your phone, but Henry picked it up to capture your rapture. When your eyes opened again, the phone was in your face.

“Answer the man, Dove. Which. Would. You. Rather. Have?”

Penis punctuation got you over the edge. And the audience didn’t hurt. You put your finger in your mouth as Henry made sure to get your bouncing tits in view.

“Can you handle what I’m doing to your Baby Doll, Evans? Don’t be upset if I fuck her better….”

Henry was talking himself to the edge. It was Chris’s turn to chuckle.

“I see her tight little pussy has got you too. Seems like shes the one fucking you. Let her answer the question, Hen.”

Chris' mocking tone made Henry go that much harder and put his hand around your throat.

“Shit, you’re squeezing the life outta me Dove…”

Henry peered down at you.

“You like this, don’t you?”

His hand got tighter around your windpipe, then released.

“Answer the man. Which?”

“S-Sir…”

You looked into Henry’s eyes and back at Chris on the screen.

“Daddy…”

Chris scowled at you.

“I-I - I… I can’t choose. I want both. … Need both!”

Henry’s hips stuttered at those words and Chris moaned audibly.

“What does that mean, Dove? You want to trade off when you’re in Europe or in the states? Or do you want both of us….”

Henry had to catch his breath.

“At once?”

“Oh fuck yessss!”

“Which would you rather have in your ass?”

“Him. Or me? Or maybe both?”

The barrage of filth from both of them caused you to arch your back and cum again, as Henry pulled out and spurted his hot spend all over your face, neck, and breasts. You could hear that Chris was cuming too, 4500 miles away.

Henry kept your phone on you as you played in his cum for the camera. You felt extremely satisfied. And extremely powerful.

You wanted more.

“Holy shit, Baby doll!”

Henry handed you the phone as he went to get a warm wet towel to clean up with.

“You did so well, Baby. Such a good girl. Are you ok? Did he hurt you?”

You smiled at Chris.

“Not in a bad way, Daddy.”

“Fuck!”

Chris was more excited than he had been in months.

“I can be in London next week. Do you want that?”

You frowned a little.

“I don’t know if Sir would want that….”