"This is exactly why your fans call you daddy, you know?" A smirk formed on Elizabeth's lips as she folded her arms across her chest and looked at her co-star and friend, Chris Evans.

Chris chuckled as he rolled his sleeves up and she tried her best not to stare. He had just finished an interview where the interviewer asked him what his favourite thing about being famous was and he said - his lovely fans. But he also added, "I've heard a lot of them call me daddy, and I hope it isn't because I'm old."

Oh it wasn't. Before she was his co-star, she was a fan too, still was and she had spent nights with a vibrator between her legs, calling him daddy in hushed whispers, hoping her flatmates couldn't hear her.

"Liz come on, can you just explain this whole daddy thing to me? Do you have this kink too?" Chris raised an eyebrow as he asked her this question, his sleeves now folded as he sat down on the couch, inches away from her.

Elizabeth could feel the heat rise to her cheeks at his question and she cleared her throat, giving him a small nod, "I guess just like the idea of someone older than me looking after me, uh sexually and otherwise."

Chris nodded a little, his eyebrows furrowed like he was trying to take it in, to understand every word of hers, "I think I like being called daddy." He cleared his throat as he looked at her, "I mean I've never been called that by a partner but I think I would like it."

Elizabeth gulped nervously as she began to play with her fingers, looking down at them, "well I mean, you could always try? Ask your partner to - you know, call you daddy the next time you're together."

Despite being his friend, Chris was incredibly private about his dating life, he did go on dates that she was aware of because she would hear him practically begging his assistant to buy some last minutes roses and chocolates for his dates, but what happened after that, only Chris knew.

"I'm single right now, and I don't know, I think I'd want someone I have a connection with to call me daddy you know?" He adjusted a little in his seat as he looked at her fingers, "you're nervous."

"Hmm?"

"You play with your fingers when you're nervous."

A small smile formed on her lips, "you've noticed? And yes, I'm a little nervous. Didn't think I'd be discussing my daddy kink this weekend, with you of all people."

A hearty chuckle left Chris, "well I could say the same but it isn't the worst thing." He leaned in a little, "and yes I've noticed, and hope this doesn't sound creepy but I do notice you often."

"Oh, I notice you too, and not just because we work together." Elizabeth moved away, remembering he was her co-star, not just some guy, "we - we should head back, your driver is here."

Elizabeth stood up, but he didn't. She started packing her stuff up, but he continued sitting, watching her as she did.

"I think I'd like it if you called me daddy."

Elizabeth pursed her lips together as she looked at him, feeling a tad bit more confident as she walked towards him and he sat up straight. She bent down and leaned close to his ear, her breasts almost on his face, "how about we go out for dinner first...daddy?"

Chris let out a shaky breath as he cleared his throat, "dinner it is."

She winked at him before moving away and walking out of the door, but she didn't miss him calling his assistant, again asking for roses and some chocolates.