Good isn't perfect [c.e] | 18+ a Chris Evans fanfic

27 | Oh, Fuck Me Bearded Steve Rogers

Caroline Danielsen

"Do you understand anything you are reading?" I looked up to him taking a break from my writing on my notes. "Not all of it," He started. "There is this one phrase here that I don't understand." I gestured for him to give me the book so I could translate it for him. "What sentence?" He came around the table and pointed to the sentence. "I don't understand what the word 'taust' means." He tried to pronounce the word. It was cute.

"It means; silent. So you could translate the sentence to; 'Tessa nodded silently and followed after him out of the room.' Did that help?" He nodded and kissed my cheek. "Yes, thank you, babe. How are you feeling now?"

"I'm good," I looked around the apartment and it wasn't until now I noticed how messy it had become. I stood up and took my plate to the sink and started to wash it while I mumbled to myself. "When this apartment is clean again."

Chris had moved to the sofa and was waiting for me to finish washing my plate. "Come over here, Caroline." His voice was soft but dominant. My feet were padding over to him and he pulled me down on his lap making us facing each other. His hands went under my t-shirt on each side of my body, rubbing up and down. But he made sure he didn't touch the sides of my breast or my ribs in any way. He hadn't been wanting to have sex with me since I told him about Simon. I was now becoming sexually frustrated. But nothing I did, or said, would make him want to fuck me.

"Where are you, sweetheart? What are you thinking about?"

"Why did I get this role? I am no one." Chris nuzzled his nose to mine before answering. "Because you were the best, sweetheart." I shook my head. "But I didn't even audition for the role, I just got it. How? There are so many talented actresses, that isn't me. " Chris kissed my nose.

"You auditioned for it." I looked at him confused. "You remember back when you were my personal assistant?" Of course I remembered. "How you would run lines with me?" I nodded. "One time I filmed us. Just so I could see how I could get better. When the Russo-brothers couldn't find the girl to play Katarina, I remembered the video. How your eyes lit up when you would say the lines. So, I might have shown them the video. Do you know what they said, Caroline?" I shook my head. How could I know that? "They said, and I quote; 'We want her, Chris. This is our Katarina. Could you get her to do it? Damn, she is perfect."

Third person

Hearing him say that she was perfect did something to her. It made her believe in herself. How they didn't want any famous, they wanted her, even though she was no one special. She was the best. Without thinking she smashed her lips on Chris'. Teeth clashing. His tongue swept across her bottom lip and she parted her lips welcoming his tongue. They pulled apart, her lips swollen. He brushed his thumb over her bottom lip, pulling it down before releasing it and it popped back in place. "You know what, Chris?" He could listen to her voice all the time.

"No, enlighten me, sweetheart." She stood up, and noticed the bulge in Chris' pants, but ignoring it. Even though she wanted him, he had told her no, not yet. That was the only reason he had given her. Caroline didn't understand why he wouldn't fuck her.

"I have never seen any of the Marvel movies. Except Iron Man 1 and Spider Man, the ones with Tobey Maguire. And I think that now that I am a part of the Marvel universe - I still can't believe I am able to say that -  I should watch those movies. You know, so I can understand Steve better. Learn how he thinks, so I know how to seduce him to get him back from the past. Yeah. I am going to do that. If you want to join me, you are more than welcome."

Watching her skip into her room to get her computer, Chris had to smile. He had fallen in love with this confident yet insecure woman he was lucky enough to first have as a personal assistant, after firing the previous ones because they did not get along, most of them falling in love with him, and now sharing the screen with her.

She didn't fall in love with him right away. Hell, she didn't even know he was famous when they first met. Of course there were sparks between them when they met at the bar that first night she was in Boston, and they slept together. Of course, it was awkward when they met again Monday morning, and it turned out that Chris was her new boss.

But like she had said to him; it would not affect her work at all, and she did not disappoint. He did not know how he had survived all those years without her as his personal assistant.

It hadn't, when they started dating they had figured their way around everything.

"Okay," Caroline pulled up her messages with her best friend. "My best friend has sent me the correct order of the movies. How we should watch them. According to this list we should watch Captain America; The First Avenger first." She logged into Emma's Disney+-account. She had told her she could use it in her research.

Caroline knew she just wanted her to see the movies. She had begged Caroline for years and years to watch them. But she had no interest in watching them before now.

After connecting her computer to the TV, and a tear falling down Caroline's cheek because it would not cooperate with her. She went back to the sofa and curled up against Chris. With a notebook and a pen in her lap she was ready to take notes.

"Holy red fire hydrant," That was also one thing Chris had noticed about Caroline. She never swore. Never. What he did not know was that there was an endless stream of cuss words in her head at all times. "I know that Steve deserved to go back and live his life, but poor Bucky. Steve literally just left his best friend, to go back to be with a girl he kissed once. That was just mean. And I hardly think it was true love between him and Peggy."

He looked at her notes. They were good, every little detail about Steve and his life was written down. She really stepped up for this role. Despite her OCD and need for being perfect, she was good. Very good. She was perfect. In every sense of the word.

"But, fuck me bearded Steve Rogers."