#christopher velez fanfic

[evermoresversion]

ㅤㅤ♡⃕ ﹙dating headcanons, christopher vélez.﹚

TW/TAGS Established relationship, suggestive content, fluff, implied sex.

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You have to keep in mind that with Christopher you don't just have a boyfriend, you have a little boy trapped in an adult's body.

He is definitely the definition of a Golden Retriever boyfriend.

When the two of you go out, for example, to the supermarket, while you are buying what you need for your home, he just follows you like a lost puppy, but as soon as an object catches his attention, he doesn't hesitate to walk there and he is like: "Look, my love! I can buy it?"

It was literally a bed for a soap. Why is there something like this in the supermarket? I do not know either.

When he feel like it, he can be quite whiny when it comes to his daily dose of attention and affection.

"Looooove, pay attention to me." he complained, practically hanging on to you, hugging you by the shoulders.

When you finally stop what you were doing, you turn around to face him and at that very moment he places his lips on yours, putting his hands under your shirt to press you against him and hums as soon as he gets what he wants.

Always gets what he wants.

He loves going out to clubs, so when he does he mostly asks you to accompany him.

He loves it when you dance for him, he could die that way and he would die happy. His words, not mine.

When you know that there is a driver designated among his friends, sometimes you and Christopher have competitions of who can drink the most and who gets drunk first.

"I'm not drunk, you are."

When this happens, both of you are a sea of laughter, and there was even a time when he danced with you, twerking at you.

Surely when you return he will persuade you to have drunk sex.

Rest assured that if someone invited Chris out or to a party, but you were sick, feeling bad, or in the mood to spend time with him, he would cancel everything on his schedule to spend time with his queen.

His grandmother, mother and siblings love you, especially his grandmother and mother. They think Chris couldn't have chosen a better girl to be his girlfriend.

Lots of lazy mornings, more because of him than you.

He just says, "five more minutes", while he tightens his grip on your waist so he can keep you close to him and those five minutes suddenly turned into at least two hours.

When he has tours or is busy with his work, he is always sending you messages asking how you are or if you had eaten, he also likes to make video calls when he is not very busy or there are times when he forces you to go with him because he doesn't want to leave you alone.

The best boyfriend you could have asked for. <3

The boys love you too, although Chris sometimes gets jealous of your close relationship with them.

Definitely a gentleman thanks to the education his mother gave him.

"In a world of boys he is a gentleman."

Whenever you are walking down the street he loves to have his hand intertwined with yours or hugging you by the shoulders.

He lets you color his tattoos with markers.

He would have a tattoo alluding to you even if you told him not to.

"Even if we broke up, you will always be present in my mind, so I would like to have you permanently in my body."

He loves to sleep and loves to sleep even more if it's with you.

He loves sleeping on top of you like a weighted blanket or under you with you on his chest.

Whenever he feels frustrated or sad he just comes to you, hugs you tightly and hides his face in your neck without saying anything for at least five minutes.

He is your number one fan.

He worships you like a goddess.

Quickies are his favorite thing in the world.

But he would never refuse to give you your good sex session properly.

The king of aftercare.

He fills a bathtub for you and tries to cook you something but he probably end up burning it and surely he would end up ordering food at home.

Every chance he gets he tells you how much he loves you.

Play the guitar for you.

Especially your favorite songs.

Rest assured that he will write love songs for you.

Most of his fans loves you.

You're practically Ollie's mom.

I just know that he loves you too much and will never let you go. <3

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[cnco4ever]

How about a story with Christopher. Something with a situationship turning serious however, the girl moves to Japan for a job wants to end situation but Christopher wants to be serious and he's leaving for a tour.

Thank you so much for your input! I hope you like it!

Sorry for the wait though!

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Leaving.

A Christopher Velez one shot

Warning: none

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We weren't serious, so it shouldn't be a big deal, right?

I saw Christopher for some time while working together. We met while on a set for a music video. I was just hired by management and had to work with CNCO as a part of their crew. Christopher was easy to work with. He knew what he wanted and there was no discussing it.

I'm a stylist and we immediately hit it off. Mutual interests made it easy to start a conversation and then one thing took the other and we formed a friendship. One night the whole crew went out to dinner. I was sat opposite Christopher. CNCO was kicking off again after COVID and the last details regarding the upcoming tour had to be finalised. People were talking around the table. I had Zabdiel on my left and my co stylist on my right. This was the dinner that Zabdiel and i really got into talking about his new interests in alien themes. I was right with him on it. If that is what he wanted, that is what he got.

But i could feel a pair of eyes on me constantly. Christopher watched me with his big, brown eyes across the restaurant table and the look in them were much more intense than usual. His smile was not his goofy smile that night either. He was sort of smirking at me. I wasn't used to that sort of attention, and especially not from such a good looking guy as him. I was instantly flushed all over and my foundation did little to hide it. I suppose playing with the hem of my dress, didn't help either. Erick confirmed that when he asked if i was alright or if i was feeling too hot. Christopher leaned his elbows on the table and looked me straight in the eye and said "you do look quite hot tonight", i got the double meaning, but i didn't say anything. All i could do was to shrug my shoulders as i looked down at my pasta with a small smile.

After that particular dinner, the majority of us went to a club. Christopher had smiled, engaged in smalltalk with me while being handsy as usual. I was starting to think that i had imagined it all, until i felt his hands on my hips and his chest against my back. I looked up at him over my shoulder with way more insecurity than i would have liked. "Mi amor, please be mine tonight" my eyes got wide. His gaze didn't leave mine and he had a serious expression on his face. I could tell eventhough he was mere inches away from me face. He had never spoken to me like that before. His hands grabbed me tighter and pulled me even closer, so that he could guide my hips to the music that was blasting. It felt way more sensuel than it probably was. I let myself be swept off of my feet. Literally as we stumbled onto his hotel bed that night. His lips were burning on my skin and the noises i heard from him, was pure bliss. It was a memorable night for sure. The morning after he was his goofy, charming self again. Zero awkwardness. It suited me well and eventhough we didn't talk about it, it was left in the air that it would be a one time thing.

But it wasn't. In the beginning we only hooked up when we were drunk, which we often were at the time, but then it turned into when we were horny yet sober and before we knew it, we were hooking up on a regular basis. It seemed like we were on the same page about keeping it casual for a while, but i could feel Christopher starting to become more romantic. He bought me little gifts, kissed me on the cheek or my shoulder wherever whenever. I reminded him that we were casual only. I couldn't fall for him. Not with all these girls around the globe fighting for his attention and affection. I don't have the confidence to compete with that. He smiled at me, his beautiful gentle smile and promised no strings attached. "But what does it matter bebesita?. We're together all the time and we're leaving for tour in a few weeks. We'll be together anyway baby" he laughed. But that was the thing. We wouldn't be leaving for tour together. He would be leaving without me.

I had been offered a job in Japan for a TV station. It's a once in a life time opportunity. I have to go. Christopher got furious when i told him. He was hurt. He suddenly spilled his feelings at a record speed. He had wanted a serious relationship. He had fallen in love with me. He had told me to decline the job offer and accept his commitment offer instead. I hadn't said a word while he was pacing back and forth in front of me. I just sat on his bed with my hands in my lap. When i realised that he had stopped moving and was looking at me, i lifted my gaze and met his eyes. I shouldn't have. Christopher was looking at me, waiting. Wanting to hear me say, that i would stay with him. He dropped to his knees on the floor, in front of me, taking my hands into his. "Stay. Don't leave. Please" he begged. It broke my heart, when i had told him that i couldn't. I wanted to be with him. So badly, but i couldn't let this job go either. It was a huge opportunity for me and my career.

I'm now sitting in my seat on the plane. I feel empty. I can't turn this opportunity down. Not for a man, not even for Christopher. I have to put myself first in this situation. Just as i'm about to put my phone on airplane mode, a text comes in. Christopher's name is spread across my screen. Being too curious, i open it immediately. "We'll figure it out, mi amore. I want you. I want us".

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[chrisdiels-babygirl]

It's All Fun And Games Until Someone Gets Burnt

This is my original writing. You do not have permission to copy it, changing the boy or slightly changing the details is still plagiarism. If I find out you copied my writing I will not hesitate to publicly shame you and report your sorry ass✌🏼😗

This fic is dedicated to @jane-ray (iara remember to wear sunscreen baby😌) and @flamediel as they inspired me to write this😌

Today me and Chris were spending the day at the beach, as we both had the day off. As soon as we had got there I straight away applied more sunscreen, making sure to protect my skin so I don't get burned, Chris rubbed some on my back then proceeded to stand up to head towards the water "eh Chris where do you think you're going? You need to put some sunscreen on" Chris looked back at me and laughed "I don't need sunscreen baby" I looked at him as if to say are you serious "Christopher, baby you're basically translucent, you need sunscreen or you're going to burn" but he was adamant he didnt need sunscreen. We spent the day splashing around and messing with each other in the water.

Later on in the afternoon when it was starting to cool down a bit we had decided we would call it a day and pack up to go back home. As we emerged from the water I noticed Chris' usually beautiful porcelain skin was now a glowing red, he looked like a lobster and I knew as soon as he dried the water off him it would immediately start to sting and he would be in pain "Christopher look at you now, you are completely burnt from head to toe" I worried, he look down at himself and then back at me and shrugged his shoulders "It's fine, it's not like it hurts mi amor" he said ever so nonchalantly " yeah maybe not right now but trust me when I say it will"

By the time we got back to the apartment Chris' skin had completely started to sting "this hurts so bad" he whined dragging out the o in so, as I opened the door to the apartment I said "go in there, strip and have a cold shower, when you get out pat your skin with the towel not rub, it'll make it worse and only put on a pair of boxers and I'll rub some aftersun on you ok" he softly nodded his head as he waddled in pain to the bathroom.

Chris now sat on the bed with me straddling his lap so I could rub the aftersun on his chest "is this helping at all amor?" I asked, he looked up into my eyes with nothing but adoration as he softly whispered "sí" he gently brushed his nose against mine, he placed a delicate kiss upon my lips "I don't know what I would do without you Cariño, you're always taking care of me" he softly said while caressing my cheek, his eyes overflowing with the love he reserved soley for me "because I love you mi amor and when you love someone you take care of them" he leaned in to kiss me again only this time the sweet taste of his lips was intoxicating. As he pulled away he gazed into my eyes getting lost, he spoke so softly I almost didn't even hear him "Déjame hacerte el amor, mi amor" I embraced his lips in a sweet gentle kiss nodding my head yes as I pulled away. I carefully helped Chris take his boxers off, careful not to touch his sunburn too much and then removed my own underwear. I straddled him again, he lifted the oversized T-shirt I had been wearing leaving me completely bare, he softly giggled looking at me "Por qué te ríes" I asked raising my eyebrows in curiosity "your tan lines look adorable nena" he laughed, I looked down now noticing the tan lines on my body from where my bikini was, I quickly tried to cover my body as best I could feeling a little embarrassed now. Chris' face immediately softened, he gently removed my crossed arms from my chest as he looked me in the eye "please don't hide from me, I didn't mean to embarrass you, I love every inch of you amor" my eyes scanned his face for any indication of untruthfulness, but instead only finding the pure love and adoration overflowing in his eyes. Chris moved his hand to tangle in my hair as his lips softly moved against mine, I slid down on his cock, not breaking the feverish kiss being shared between us, Chris moaned into the kiss at the feeling of my wet walls hugging his thick cock, his lips trailed their way down my neck, his wet mouth attaching itself to my left nipple, biting and sucking, then pulling away to give the other nipple equal treatment, I moaned at the feeling of his tongue flicking against my hard nipple. Both of us knew it wasn't just sex tonight, it was a way to feel closer to one another, be intimate and vulnerable with each other. Chris peppered sweet kisses across my collarbone as he whispered sweet nothings to me, I gently started to rock my hips, finding a slow but hard pace that worked for both of us, his hands squeezed my ass helping me keep the pace, We both looked into each others eyes displaying all the love we had for one another. As both our highs started to approach Christopher hugged me tighter to his chest, my breasts firmly pressed against him, he bit and sucked on my neck marking me as his, pushing me over the edge, moaning in pure pleasure, my hips moving erratically as I moved to bring Christopher to his orgasm, I brought my lips to gently brush against his ear "Vas a venir por mí papi? lléname con tu venider papi" he groaned in response, pulling my face to look him in the eyes, he softly kissed my lips "Dios te quiero tanto nena" he quietly whispered, I watched in awe as his head tipped back, his jaw falling slack and his eyes fluttering shut as he moaned out in ecstasy, he looked so beautiful as he was filling my pussy up with his hot, sticky cum. I gently brushed his finge that was now matted to his forehead with sweat off his forehead, I leaned ever so slightly forward to place a chaste kiss on his forehead, he then layed his head down on my chest as he hugged me closer to him and I gently played with his hair as I placed a soft kiss on his head "you know amor, you're the person I wanna spend the rest of my life with if you'll have me that is" he tiredly mumbled against my breasts as his fingers delicately drew shapes on my back " of course I wanna spend the rest of my life with you too baby, I love you" we ended up cuddling while we fell asleep talking about how one day we would get married and start our own little family.

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[daebakinc]

Building Up an Appetite

Group: CNCO Pairing: Christopher x Reader Genre: Fluff, Romance Word Count: 1.7K Summary: What happens when you ignore a needy puppy who wants attention.

You were very aware of his hand resting on your inner thigh. You lay on the bed reading, your legs tented. Christopher had come in and stretched out by your feet. Up until now he was behaving. You felt him move his hand lower on your thigh and push at your shorts.

“Quit it,” you swatted at him.

Christopher giggled and took his phone out, seeming to leave you alone. A few minutes later his hand was back on your thigh.

You glared at him over the top of your book. He was pretending to be interested in his phone, but from the smirk on his face you knew he was intentionally being a little butt nugget.

“Move your hand or I’m going to smack you.”

He lifted his gaze to you. “Promise?” His smirk was bigger.

You kicked at him. “Go away and let me read.” You lifted your book again, which was your mistake.

He rested his palm right over your crotch.

You didn’t move the book but couldn’t exactly concentrate on the page either. “Christopher,” you growled in warning.

He giggled more, but his hand didn’t move at all.

His teeth lightly nipped at your inner thigh causing your book to fall from your hands and you to gasp. Your face flushed instantly and you could see him chuckling more as he licked at the spot. Your grabbed a pillow and threw it.

Christopher’s laughter filled the room as he rolled off the bed.

You tossed another pillow in his direction. “Stop being a little jerk! Go play your video games!” You picked up a stuffed animal from the bed and also threw it for good measure then scowled at him until he walked out of the room, still snickering.

You put your hands to your cheeks until you could feel the blood leave them. You glanced at the door to make sure he wasn’t lurking before picking up your book and trying to find the page you were on.

His giggling ruined any shot of surprising you and you saw him running toward you.

Christopher screamed and leapt onto the bed while you shrieked and hid under your book. Both of you were giggling now as he was tickling you without mercy. You tried hitting him with your book but he moved out of the way and it flew off the bed. He tickled at your hips and as you tried to grab at his hands he moved them up your sides. 

Your giggling was just as loud as his. You squirmed and attempted to get out of his grasp. Unfortunately for you, he had you pinned between his legs and knew all of your sensitive and ticklish spots. 

It was getting hard to breathe as you kept laughing and wrestling with his hands. In a quick moment of brilliance you pushed at his chest, which he wasn’t expecting. He lost balance and had to sit up to right himself.

“What do you want?” you whined at him, taking quick breaths. You held your hands out in front of you to block anymore attacks he might make.

He smiled at you, his chest moving just as fast while trying to regain the air in his lungs. His hands were out following the movement of your own. “I want you to love me.”

You scoffed at him, batting at one of his hands that was coming too close to your ticklish side. “I do love you. Now leave me be so I can read in peace.”

His smile grew. “Sí, but I want you to love me right now. Préstame atención.”

“You’re worse than a cat.”

“Eso es porque soy un cachorro,” he giggled again.

Before you could make another snide remark, he grabbed both your hands and pinned them above your head.

“Chris,” you cried in panic. You couldn’t handle it if he began tickling you again.

“Shhh.” He bent down and placed a kiss on your forehead. His lips lingered for several seconds. They felt so soft.  He lifted slightly and whispered to you, “Close your eyes.”

You did as you were told, feeling calmer after his first kiss.

He moved his lips over your right eyelid, kissing it the same length as he did your forehead. He then did the same to the left eyelid. This pattern followed to your right cheek, then left, chin, right side of your neck, throat, left side.

The warm spicy, woody scent of his cologne filled your nose. You felt your heart beating faster.

You didn’t mean to whimper, and you especially didn’t mean for him to hear it, but he did and chuckled once again. “You still want to read your book?” he teasingly bit his lip.

You opened your eyes and sent daggers in his direction. “I don’t like you.”

He laughed easily and shook his hair from his eyes. “I know, because you love me.” His lips were now on yours. They felt even smoother compared to when they pressed against your forehead. They rested there as they had in all the other places he kissed on your face. You caught more vanilla and amber radiating off his skin. He trusted you enough to let go of your hands.

You were already too invested in the kiss to push him away and instead wove your fingers in his umber locks.

He parted his lips, causing you to do the same. Your top lip was sucked into his mouth, and you pulled his bottom one into your own. Orange juice from breakfast lingered on him. His right hand tightened around the fabric of your shirt on your side as his left tangled in your hair. His tongue slid against your lips and you allowed it to enter the cavern of your mouth.

You moaned, taking in his taste and breath. More orange juice and even some syrup invaded your taste buds, along with what was naturally Christopher. You pushed your tongue into his mouth, moving in the same languid pace, grabbing his hair and smirking as you made him moan.

Christopher nipped at your bottom lip and tugged on it lightly to return the favor. He tasted you again, taking his time to memorize the curve of your lips with his own and feel the slow sway and rhythm of both your tongues, wet and silky. His hand pulling at your shirt let go and moved up to cup your breast, his other gripping your hair tighter.

You heard him giggle slightly as he elicited another moan from you. You moved your hands to push you from the bed. 

He followed your movement and allowed you to sit up and crawl into his lap. Chris moved his hands to under your shirt to rest on your lower back and to grip the hair on the back of your head. The warmth of being so close to him mixed with his heated musky, sweet aroma was intoxicating.

You clung onto his shoulder blades, pausing the kiss to look into his deep chocolate eyes. “You’re not fair,” you breathed. He really wasn’t. Especially looking down at you through his beautifully long lashes. It was hard to catch your breath, and at the same time you needed more of him.

His smile widened and then he kissed your nose. “If I was I’d be Joel.”

That caused you to smile in return. “If you were Joel, at least you’d be manly.”

“Ay!”

You quickly bit at his earlobe playfully before he could get too pouty. You nibbled on the soft, delicate flesh. “I’m just joking,” you purred into his ear. You moved to peck at his red, swollen lips. You slipped your tongue back into his mouth.

If he was in any way upset by the comment, his tongue certainly didn’t show it. Nor did his lips or hands.

You started becoming lightheaded from the kissing, almost dizzy. The wet sounds, silken touches, sweet taste. You broke away and took a deep breath.

Christopher continued though, trailing moist kisses under your chin and on your neck. When his lips were at the lower side of your collar, he pressed kisses in the same spot. The area felt so hot, each kiss stoking the flame of your desire.

You knew what would come next, but still gasped when he sucked on your skin. Your hands moved back to his hair from his shoulders, stirring the fragrance of his shampoo. 

The bruise would be big from how hard he inhaled. You didn’t care, gripping his sleek locks tighter. You were happy to be marked as his and groaned when you felt his teeth. Your chest lifted into him as he caused your back to arch.

Finally, he let up and looked back at you with a self-satisfied smile. He licked his already glossy lips and eyed yours once more. Before he could move to kiss you again, your stomach grumbled loudly and you both looked down at it. His playful smirk was back and you grinned sheepishly at him. He looked over at the clock by the nightstand. “I guess it’s been a while since breakfast. What are you hungry for, nena?”

You bit your lip, still a little shy from how loud the growl was. “Left overs from last night would be good.”

Christopher leaned forward, giving you several chaste kisses, then started to get up from the bed.

“Wait, can you grab my book please?”

He glanced at you, pretending to glare, but his smile gave him away. “You’re gonna make me fight off the book again?”

“You can lay on my chest while I read after we eat?”

His mocha eyes looked into yours for a while, debating if this was an idea that appeased him. “Fine, but I make no promises to keep my hands to myself.”

“When do you ever?”

He left the bed and bent over to pick up the discarded book, giving you the perfect opportunity to smack his ass. “Ay!” he cried again.

“I did say I would.”

His mischievous smile was back, and you knew instantly he most definitely would not be keeping his hands to himself after lunch. He gently placed the book next to you and sweetly smooched you again. “Tienes suerte que te quiero.”

“Oh please, as if you don’t also love your butt being touched.”

He giggled, pressed one more kiss to your lips and left to fix lunch for the two of you.

~Admin V

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[miericksongo]

How about something with Chris giving the reader one of his classic massages? Not sexual, but he sees she’s super stressed (she’s got a million assignments, plus she’s tutoring a ton of people and she hasn’t had time to relax) so he gives her a massage and tries to get the knots out of her back? Thank you bebe!

©2019-2021 Miericksongo

Sorry it took me so long to post this, but I'm so excited to finally get it out!

warning(s?): one swear word

Chris was sitting on the couch when he heard your footsteps come thudding through the apartment door. Turning up from his phone with an eager smile, he goes to approach you. But, as soon as Chris sees the ghostly look on your face, his smile fell off. He loved seeing his baby home, but it made his heart ache to see you exhausted after another lengthy tutoring session.

"Aww Y/N, mi bebé, what's the matter?", Chris questions as he brings you to nuzzle into his sweatshirt. "Nothing much, Chris.", you reply using the standard line, sighing into the hug. "Bullshit.", Chris lightly chuckles as he smirks down at you. After smirking back, you tell him, "Look, I love tutoring and helping out the other students, but I just need a break, not to add that I haven't had the chance to get one lately."

Immediately thinking of an idea, Chris leads you to the bedroom. "Just relax my love, you deserve it girl baby.", he says, making you smile at the joke reference. Having you lie face down on the bed and turning on your scented humidifier, you smile, grateful at Chris's actions. "Almost forgot someone!", he says as he exits the room, bringing in Ollie. Taking his place and putting Ollie next to you, Chris says, "Since I love you so much Y/N, and I don't like seeing my baby stressed, I'm gonna let you in on a treat." Smiling he starts to massage your back, emptying your mind and loosening your soul. As you fell asleep, you thought about how amazing of a man you had at your side for life.

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[ella-se-vuelve-loca]

#5 with Christopher please

#5 - “I love you to infinity and beyond.”

I’m back with a super cheesy and soft fic for y’all 💛 get ready for a Disney wedding with Chris 💕 I haven’t really written anything in a while, so I hope this is good

Masterlist

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“Are you excited?” My mom asked me as I sat down in front of a mirror, getting my hair and make up done. I could hear my friends laughing in the background and see them twirling around in their bridesmaids dresses. I smiled and looked up at her through the reflection and nodded. “I am. I can’t believe the day is actually here.”

I looked outside my window and saw how dark it was getting outside. It’s almost time and my heart is racing at the thought of living out the rest of my life with my best friend. She leaned down and grasped my hand into hers, rubbing small circles and sighed.

“... Okay I’m not gonna lie, I’m actually very nervous.” I said. “What if everything doesn’t turn out the way we planned? What if he’s having second thoughts? Am I just gonna - ”

“(Y/N), cálmese. Escuchame muy bien...” I glanced at her and nodded as she continued talking. “Your father and I have always prayed that you would find someone who will love you no matter what. Someone who was willing to put in the work and treat you as an equal. When we first met Christopher, I knew he was special. He was different than the guys you would bring home to meet us in the past and I just… I knew he was going to be in our lives for a very long time. (Y/N), you have nothing to worry about. He’s your soulmate, your other half… you found him.”

“Mom, you’re gonna make me cry and I just got my makeup done. I’m a mess. I am the conductor of the Hot Mess Express.” I chuckled and fanned my face as she laughed.

“I’m sorry for getting all sappy on you, but you needed to hear it.” After a few minutes, my sister had come up to me and held up her phone. “C’mon! Let’s take a quick photo.” She laughed as I leaned in and smiled.

“You know… Chris is gonna cry like a baby when he sees you.” She joked and I laughed, nodding. “I think he might, and I think he knows it because he’s told people he has no shame in getting emotional at the altar.” I’m not used to being without him for a day or not speaking to him for a day. I’m curious to see what he’s doing and I can’t wait to see him.

After everything was set and I was practically ready, I heard a knock on my door and my mom went to go and see who it was. “Is she ready?” I heard my father’s voice come through as I turned to look at him. He glanced at me and smiled, walking towards me.

“You look beautiful.” I smiled as he leaned in and gave me a hug. “I can’t believe the day’s here.” He chuckled and pulled away, tears welling up in his eyes as he finally got a good look at me. “Papá, please don’t cry..” He sniffled and laughed. “I’m not crying! There’s just something in my eye..”

I looked up at the clock in my room and took a deep breath in. “Toots… it’s time..” My dad spoke as he held out his hand for me to take. I grabbed my bouquet of flowers and looked at myself one last time in the mirror. “Okay.. let’s do this..”

We walked out of the room as everyone followed after us. One by one, the bridesmaids and groomsmen walked down the aisle until it was just me and my father. I looked up and saw him standing there. He looks so handsome…

Oh my God… I’m going to marry the man of my dreams..

I gripped onto my father’s arm as we got closer to where Chris was standing. I can’t believe I’m walking into my very own fairytale wedding.

I’ve been dreaming of a wedding like this since I was a very young child and knew I wanted to be a princess walking down the aisle. I never thought I would get it until now.

I turned and gave my father a hug and whispered into his ear. “I love you, papá… ” We pulled away and handed me off to Christopher. The second I felt his touch against mine, I feel at home. This is the man I’m meant to be with for the rest of my life.

He smiled at me with tears in his eyes as we now stood hand in hand at the altar in front of friends and family. “You look gorgeous, mi amor… ” I smiled at him as I heard the officiant begin speaking.

“Family, friends… we are gathered here to witness the marriage between Christopher Bryant Vélez Muñoz and (Y/N) (L/N). With the strength and beauty of this couple and their journey, I can think of no better place to celebrate their perfect day. Look at one another and remember this moment in time. In a few moments, you shall say a few words that will take you across a threshold of life, and things between you will never quite be the same. For after today, you shall say to the world - this is my husband. This is my wife. Both Christopher and (Y/N) decided to write their own vows and will share them in front of everyone..”

I felt my heart begin racing as we turned towards each other and began reading our vows. “(Y/N), mi amor… ” He started off. “God gave me my happily ever after 4 years ago when I least expected it. You move me like no one else has ever done before. I knew I loved you when you would smile and laugh at all of my silly jokes.” I smiled at him and waited for him to continue.

“I knew you were the one for me when you took care of my mother when she was sick. I saw how caring and nurturing you are and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you and our kids in the future. I want to wake up and see you and your crazy hair in the morning. I want you to be the last thing I see before I sleep. I promise to be your best friend because you are mine. Ultimately, I want to say that I want it all with you. There’s no other person I would go through Heaven and earth for than you. I love you and I can’t wait to start this new chapter together and be able to call you mi mujer… ”

I cleared my throat and began saying my vows.

“Chris. Cris P. Bacon. The real Chris shady. Kristoff. My nicknames for you have changed over the years, but my love for you has not.” He chuckled and wiped a tear away from his eye.

“Mi amor, you are my other half. I promise I will always save you a bite of food from my plate when you’re still hungry. I promise I will always celebrate you and celebrate with you. Your ups and downs, I’ll be with you through it all. I dread to think of how my life would be like if I never met you. Boring is probably the word because you bring so much laughter into my life.” He laughed as I took a shaky breath in.

“I’m excited to see what this new adventure with you as your wife would be like. Te amo mucho con todo mi corazón, mi amor.” We each slipped on our wedding rings and looked back up at each other. This is actually happening. We’re actually getting married…

His lips quivered a bit as I leaned in and wiped his tears away from his face. “Hey, I’m not afraid to cry, okay?” Everyone laughed as the officiant spoke.

“Christopher and (Y/N) have demonstrated the importance of growing roots that are deep and strong. May your marriage be stout and resilient. Christopher, you may now kiss the bride.” I smiled and wrapped my hands around his neck, bringing him closer to me as our lips touched. Our friends and family cheered as he placed his hand on my lower back and brought me closer to him.

We pulled away and looked into each other's eyes, smiling. “We’re married… ” He moved a strand of hair away from my face and chuckled. “Mi mujer… wow… ”

BOOM

We all turned our attention to the sky where fireworks were now going off above us. I chuckled and leaned into Christopher’s side, placing my hand on his chest as he wrapped an arm around my shoulder. Everyone gathered around us to admire the fireworks as I leaned in and planted a kiss onto my husband's lips.

“I love you to infinity and beyond.”

“That is so cheesy.”

“I know, but it feels right.”

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Confession

Request: Hi! 😃 Could you write about Chris confessing his love to you? ❤️

This was requested by @h-bea92

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“Nena! I can’t find my razor! Do you know where it is?” Chris yelled from his bathroom. You were currently at Chris’ place getting ready for a night out with the boys. They wanted to take you out to celebrate your promotion you got at your job. Chris was supposed to pick you up from home and then drop you back after but he decided that it would be a better idea for you to get ready at his place and just spend the night after the club.

“Really Chris? Did you look with your eyes closed?” You asked while picking up the razor from literally right in front of him. “You know, sometimes I really wonder what you would do if you didn’t have me in your life.”

“Nena, si yo no tengo ti, me moriré.” He replied with a little smirk on his cute face.

“Ha ha. Very clever. Now hurry up! We have to meet up with the boys in half an hour!”

Even though you knew it was a joke you really couldn’t help the fact that your heart skipped a beat at his statement. Little did you know that he meant every word he said. Chris has always had a crush you from the minute he first laid eyes on you. However, that crush turned into something bigger the longer he was around you. He had fallen in love with you and there was nothing he could do about it. He would never actually tell you how he felt because he doesn’t want to lose the amazing friendship the two of you have.

“Okay nena, estás lista?” Chris asked while walking out of his room, rolling up the sleeves of his black shirt.

“Boy I’ve been ready for the past 15 minutes!” You said while getting up from the couch, walking toward the door. Chris finally looked up at you and to say he was speechless would be an understatement. You wore a beautiful, black, wrap detail bodycon dress with some cute heels.

When you got to the door you turned around to see Chris just standing there staring at you. You instantly blushed but quickly hid your face so he wouldn’t notice.

“Hey take a picture. It’ll last longer!” You said with a giggle. Chris immediately collected himself and started laughing along with you. “Okay! Okay! Let’s go. We’re already late.” He said while ushering you out the door.

You both finally made it to the club where you met up with the rest of the boys. “Wow, you guys finally made it. We thought you bailed on us.” Richard laughed and gave you both quick hugs. The rest of the boys following suit.

“Okay let’s get this party started!” Chris said while walking up to the bar to order some drinks.

You spent most of the night drinking and dancing with the boys. While dancing with the boys your feet had began to hurt. You informed the boys and then decided to head to the bar to take a seat.

“What’s a gorgeous girl like you doing sitting all alone at the bar?” Said a random voice from behind you. You quickly turned around on the bar stool to be greeted by a very handsome guy. He wasn’t as handsome Chris but he still was attractive. You decided to flirt back with this attractive stranger.

About 10 minutes had gone by since you told the boys you were going to sit down and Chris hasn’t seen you since. He quickly looked in the direction of the bar to see you laughing with the attractive stranger. He instantly got jealous. He was supposed to be the only one to make you laugh like that. He was about to walk up to the both of you and split up whatever was going on over there but then he remembered that you weren’t his. He had no right to go over there and stop you from having a good time with a guy who you might like. So he sucked it up and just stayed on the dance floor with the rest of the boys.

After about 20 minutes of your conversation with the attractive stranger, whose name you learnt to be Adam, you decided to get back to the boys. So you told Adam goodbye and made your way to the boys who were still on the dance floor. Adam had asked you to go over to his place but you politely declined his offer. He was a nice guy, but he was no Chris.

“So how was your conversation with Mr. handsome over there?” Richard asked with a smirk. You laughed and responded, “It was okay, but he’s not really my type.”

“Well good cause he wasn’t even that handsome anyway.” Chris said and we all couldn’t help but laugh at him.

You spent another hour with the boys until you all felt like it was time to leave. You gave each of the boys a hug goodbye and then you and Chris drove back to his apartment. During the drive back to his place, Chris couldn’t help but think about how lucky he was that you decided to leave with him instead of Mr. handsome. He realized then that he had to shoot his shot before he loses his chance with you. Even if it meant losing the friendship you two had.

“You were pretty quiet on the way back home. Is everything okay?” You asked Chris while locking the door behind you.

“Yea, everything is okay.” He responded quiet hesitantly.

“No it’s not. Come on Chris tell me what’s bugging you. You know you can tell me anything.” You said while dragging him to the couch. You both sat next to each other, turning slightly to be able to look at each other.

“Okay I have a confession to make. But I don’t want it to ruin what we already have. Promise me that after I tell you what I have to say that you’ll still be here. With me. That you won’t leave.” He said with a shakey voice. “Hey, relax. I promise I won’t leave. I’ll never leave.”

“Okay, so.... I’m in love with you.” He just blurted out. You were shocked to say the least. Never in a million years would you have thought that Christopher Velez would be in love with you.

“Are you really?” You asked still completely shocked about the whole situation.

“Yes! I really am. I’m in love with you Y/N! I always have been and I always will be. Please tell me you feel the same.” He said with all the hope in his eyes. You didn’t know how to speak so you gave your response by giving him the most romantic, passionate kiss you could muster hoping that it showed all the feelings you had for him. When you both pulled away you both had the biggest smiles on your faces.

“I knew I was making a right decision when I turned Adam down.” You said with a quick laugh. Chris laughed along with you and pulled you into a hug. He really felt like the luckiest man in the world at that moment.

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[emsy55]

You make him cum in his pants  (CNCO headcanon)

warnings: smut but not very detailed  

Zabdiel:

Zabdiel always wearing shorts gave you the biggest obsession with his thighs

Just him wearing shorts is enough to get you so turned on

And he knows, so all he does is showing off his sexy legs

You guys are both into thigh riding

You like it because you can pleasure yourself with his thick and sexy thighs

And he likes it because he can watch you grinding your hips against him and he can see that it drives you crazy

You’ve done it a couple of times but this time is different

Your clit is still sensitive from the morning sex you had so the feeling is even more intense than usual

You’re moaning so loud and it’s driving him insane

Your heat is grinding against his thigh as your leg rubs against his hard dick

“Fuck papi I’m cumming”

“Me too baby” he moans out desperately

You’re surprised by his response, you always cum when you ride his thigh but it has never made him cum

You let go of your orgasm and only a few seconds later you watch his head fall back as he lets out a loud moan

You can feel the wet spot in his pants against your leg

This turns you on even more

Normally he would’ve been embarrassed for cumming in his pants but right now he knows that this made this moment even better

Cause let’s be honest, cumming at the same time is the hottest thing ever

You’re both breathing heavily

This turned you on even more and you can’t wait to feel him inside you

Richard:

He’s finally back from tour

The last time you saw him was four months ago

You wait for him to come home in your sexiest lingerie

The moment he sees you drops everything and presses you against the wall

You both waited so long for this moment

His hard cock presses against your heat

He kisses you roughly, reminding you of how dominant he is

A few minutes later you suddenly feel a wet spot

You look and see that you made him cum in his pants

He looks absolutely horrified

Before you can even say something he storms of and locks himself in the bathroom

He thought the entire ride home about how he was going to please you and then he just cums in his pants after a few minutes of making out… He is so angry

He wanted to please you all night long and he just disappoints you

But you’re actually not disappointed at all, just a little shocked cause this has never happened before

But you know that this hurts his ego

“Richard, I know you’re embarrassed but instead of being a big baby why don’t you show me that you’re still as good as before? Cause right now I’m not sure if you can still fuck me like you used to”

You don’t mean a word of what you say, you know that he’s still as good as before

but you also know that this is the only way of getting him out of the bathroom.  

If you would’ve told him that you felt bad for him it would hurt his ego even more

After you said that he immediately unlocks the bathroom and picks you up bridal style

He throws you on the bed and spends all night proving you that he’s still as good as he was before he left

Chris:

So Chris has been pissing you off lately

He’s constantly teasing you

Like he can’t just act normal for one night

He always has to flirt with you and tease you

Everything he does has to be sexual even when you’re in public

Even when you both spent the weekend at his family, he constantly teased you

You’ve had it with him, you want revenge

You want him to know what it’s like to be sexually frustrated at the worst moments

You want his cheeks bright red and his dick so hard that he can barely cover it up

He has no idea that you’re pissed at him

Absolutely oblivious to your little plan, he comes with you to your cousin’s wedding

You wear your tightest dress, showing off all your curves

You start slowly by putting your hand on his thigh, slowly rubbing it

At first, he thinks it’s just innocent and that you don’t know what you’re doing

But you don’t stop, you keep teasing him

He’s so turned on

He wants to bend you over and fuck you right there but he knows that he can’t do that

He’s so frustrated and you know it

But you decide to keep going and make it even worse

You want revenge and you’ll get it

When it’s getting late and most of your family members are a bit drunk, you decide to take it to the next step

You get on the dancefloor and start grinding against Chris

In a few seconds, you can feel his rock hard member press against you

You notice that everyone is too focused on enjoying themselves and no one is looking at you and Chris, so you keep moving your hips against his boner

You leave a few kisses in his neck

You can see the frustrated look on his face

You’re satisfied that your works

But suddenly you see a shocked look on his face

You feel a wet spot appear in his pants and now you’re shocked too

This was not part of the plan

You quickly look around but luckily no one so what just happened

Chris grabs your arm and drags you outside

“I can’t believe you made me cum in my pants in front of your entire family” he half yells once you’re outside

You went too far and he’ll definitely get revenge

As soon as you enter your room he rips off your clothes

He fucks roughly, all night long and makes sure that you’re sorry

You suddenly don’t feel bad for what you did anymore because this is the best sex you’ve ever had

Erick:

you and Erick have been flirting for a while

Everyone knows you both have the biggest crush on each other

You want nothing more than rip his clothes off his body and let him fuck you.

But you actually like him and want something more than just sex so you decided to not just let him have you that easy.

You’ve danced with him, flirted a lot, had a few steamy make-out sessions but that was it

But right now might be the moment it finally happens

You’ve spent a whole night flirting and dancing and right now you’re alone with him at your apartment

He touches your boobs while kissing you

You’re on his lap grinding against him

You’re both so eager because you’ve been waiting a long time for this moment

You’re both moaning and enjoying this hot moment

You can feel the bulge in his pants and move your hips even faster

“FUCK, Y/N STOP!!” He yells

You’re surprised by his reaction until you see the wet spot in his pants

He looks absolutely shocked

He’s so angry at himself, this has never happened to him before. Usually, he lasts way longer

Why did this happen with the person he has the biggest crush on?

He says nothing and avoids eye contact

He thinks he blew his chances with you

You’re the one person that doesn’t treat him like a little baby and then this happens

But you’re actually flattered by the fact you made him cum just by making out and dry humping

You were scared that you wouldn’t be able to please him, but you definitely are. So this only made you more confident

Erick wants to get up and leave as soon as possible but you stop him and start kissing him again

“Don’t be embarrassed, I’ll take it as a compliment” you say

In only a few seconds he gains back his confidence and pulls you closer

“let me make it up to you baby”

And he definitely does that

He pleases you all night long, feeling the need to prove that this little incident was just a one-time thing

Joel:

You and Joel just started dating

But you’ve never had sex with him

You know that he’s still a bit inexperienced so you don’t want to rush him

He didn’t tell you but you know that he’s insecure about the fact that you’re way more experienced

But you think it’s adorable that he’s so nervous

You even heard he asked Chris for sex advice

He really wants to have sex with you but he wants to make sure it’s perfect

Tonight he cooked for you, lit some candles and put rose petals all over the house

He made sure this night was so romantic

Usually, you don’t like to plan things like this but your heart melts from all the effort he’s done to make this night perfect

You know that he wants to have sex with you but you notice he’s a bit too shy to make the first move

So after dinner, you strip for him

His cheeks turn bright red

You get on your knees and want to take off his pants but he stops you

“I want to take care of you first baby”

You smile and get on the bed as he gets on top of you

He takes his time to kiss every inch of your body

You can see the bulge in his pants

He starts fingering you

You’re surprised at how good he is

You softly begin to rub his dick through his pants

You can see that your moans turn him on so you don’t hold back

He starts moving his fingers faster and only a few seconds later you cum with a loud moan

As your orgasm rushes through your body, you tighten the grip of your hand on his dick

He suddenly pushes your hand away from his dick

A loud groan escapes his lips as Joel cums from the added friction on his dick

The sight of him cumming in his pants only turns you on more

You know that he thinks he ruined the night, so before he can even apologize you tell him how hot that was

At first, he thinks you just say that to make him feel better but after a while, he believes you and stops being so insecure

You guys end up having a great night with awesome sex

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[imnotlaughingbro]

Mark Me | Part 2 | Christopher Velez

Details: 3K Words |  Angst & Smut & Fluff | After a night of sex, you pretend everything’s gone back to normal with you and Chris but he has different plans. 

Okay, didn’t plan on adding more to this AU but my babe @my-only-angelle inspired me to continue 💖(Also Zabdiel is a bit of a fuck boy in this, sorry guys) And I’ve never written angst so apologise if it’s cringe. 

Part 1 of Mark Me 

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You stand outside the tattoo parlour and take a deep breath in, wishfully hoping your heart beat slows down to a reasonable pace. You curse the butterflies that flutter around in your stomach and the shakiness of your hands. 

Why are you so fucking nervous? You ask yourself again and again as you continue to hesitate to go inside. This is your store now. You are the boss of this successful tattoo parlour, you’re amazing at your job and you know the steps to take this place to the next level. 

No, it’s not the store you are nervous about or the huge responsibilities that come with it. It’s that boy...the one currently sitting behind the counter happily chatting away with one of your regulars. A gold chain around his neck and his khaki jacket zipped at the bottom but open enough to reveal his muscled chest. 

Last night was absolutely incredible. You had won ownership of the store by beating Chris in the bet and yet that wasn’t the thing that ruined your friendship with him, it’s what came after. 

You’ve never met anyone that has made you feel the way he did, the way he touched you like lightning in your veins and the mark of his hands left on your body now covered with foundation are evidence of how intense he got. 

After the sex and the cute cuddling, you cleaned yourself up and left to go home where you sat all night thinking about what this now meant to you and Chris. 

He was a well known flirt and almost every girl that comes into the store took away his undivided attention. How could you have an actual relationship with someone like him? Surely this was just a one time thing, a heat of the moment and now that it’s daylight and with people around things will go back to normal, or so you tell yourself...

“Excuse me? You’re blocking the entrance” A voice speaks from behind you and you turn to see a man towering over you, his face obscured in darkness due to his height blocking the sun. 

“Sorry” you manage to blurt out before stepping out of the way. 

A small laugh escapes his lips and he walks in front of you only to hold the door aside and with a sweeping gesture of his hand signals you to go inside before him. 

“Ladies, first” he tells you with a slight tilt to his head, his blonde hair now coming into view. 

For some awkward reason you decide to curtsey to him as a thank you and as soon as you had done you wished the ground had opened up to swallow you whole. You half run, half walk into the store trying to hide the blush now evident on your face. 

“D-Did you just curtsey to that guy?” Chris’ voice cackles out in front of the whole store and all the customers collectively turn to look at you and all you can think about is tackling that idiot to the ground. 

You rush over to Chris and yank his hand to pull him aside as he barely tries to contain his laugh. 

“Do you want to be any louder??” You snap at him before bringing your hand to slap against his bare chest. 

“Ow! Sorry, Sorry. That really hurt” He holds up his hands in mock surrender as a devilish smile spreads across his face. 

“It’s okay” you mutter back as you rub the area where you hit his chest, a red mark of your handprint now blossoming on his porcelain skin. 

Chris lays his hand over the top of your own causing your hand to stop, his heart beat quickens under your skin and you look up at him. His eyes are trained on your lips and his head begins to move down in a clear move to kiss you. In a second of hesitation you move away and the shock and hurt is clear in his brown eyes. 

“We have a lot of customers waiting” you tell him before walking back to the front of the store. 

Your sole focus is this store, you tell yourself and besides Christopher Velez is the biggest flirt you know, it’s you today and then he will move onto another girl as soon as he is bored with you, you are just trying to save yourself the heart ache now by not catching any feelings and distancing yourself. 

Yet, Why did it hurt so much to walk away from him just now? 

You walk to the counter and there he is, the stranger from outside. Now in proper lighting you see him and it makes you stop in your tracks, for a second there all you can do is admire his beauty. His perfectly tousled blonde hair, his dark brown eyes that won’t stop looking up and down your body, plump pink lips carved into a smile, all result in one tall hunk of a man that would make any girl’s heart stop. 

“Hi” you say meekly before clearing your voice, shaking the haze from your head and placing the heart ache you are feeling to the side. 

“Hi, sorry. Remember me? Weird curtsey girl” 

“How could I forget you?” A soft laugh escapes his lips and you can tell easily that this boy is trouble. 

“ZABDIEL?” You hear Chris’ voice beside you before his hand reaches over the counter to clap onto the blonder stranger’s.

“Chris, Hey man! I didn’t know this was your store” Zabdiel answers back his eys glancing around the store and his head nodding in approval. 

“Yeah, man. What do you want done today?” Chris responds back to Zabdiel and soon they start chatting away about Zabdiel’s idea for a neck tattoo. Chris’ eyes don’t glance to you at all and with that sign you move away and turn to service another customer. 

Chris takes Zabdiel to the tattooing chair and he prepares his equipment, after pulling all his inks and tools to his work table besides Zabdiel, Chris comes back up to the counter beside you. His hand brushes yours as he reaches to grab his black cap. He still avoids your eyes as he moves back to where Zabdiel sits. Chris brushes his hair out of his eyes before settling the cap on his head backwards and beginning his work on Zabdiel’s neck. 

You continue working through the customers, thankfully there are enough for you not to be distracted by Chris or Zabdiel in the back, both of them whispering quietly enough that you can’t overhear. 

Finally, you ring up your last customer and with a quick stretch you walk over to turn the open sign to closed on the door.

You take a breath in as you start to clean up. 

A painful area to get a tattoo on, Zabdiel has been sitting there all day without even a small whimper or strain to his voice as he continues chatting away to Chris. The only indication of pain are his hands that haven’t moved gripping the sides of the chair, knuckles turned white from the strain. 

You walk towards the back of the store to put away your tools for the day but before you can start doing any more work Zabdiel catches your eye. 

“Can you take away my pain, Mami?” Zabdiel speaks directly to you, Chris’ eyes flicker up for a second to look at you before looking back down at his work as if nothing had happened. 

“How can I help?” You kneel down a little to meet Zabdiel’s eyes. 

Zabdiel lifts one of his hands and holds it out to you, you take his hand in yours and pull a chair over to sit beside him. 

He smiles at you and rubs his thumb against the skin of your hand bringing goosebumps along your arms. 

“Tsk” Chris makes a sound making you to turn away from Zabdiel’s eyes. Chris’ hand stills and he stops his work, his brown eyes noticing your hand in Zabdiel’s and you almost pull your hand away completely. 

“Why did you stop man? I have a pretty girl holding my hand now so you gotta do it fast before she leaves” Zabdiel exclaims lifting your hands up and into Chris’ face to emphasis his point. 

With one last long stare Chris turns back to Zabdiel’s neck and continues. The grip on his tattoo gun now tight and a vein in his neck straining, you’ve seen that look from Chris before, the calm before the storm, he always goes completely quiet when he gets angry and this was no exception. 

Zabdiel’s hand tightens in pain when Chris marks a particular painful area on his skin, you squeeze his hand tighter in support and offer him a smile. 

“Can I get you a drink?” you whisper to Zabdiel, he nods in answer and you release his hand to walk to the sink. 

“Are you hitting that? Mami is crazy sexy” You hear Zabdiel ask Chris over the sound of the water running. 

You strain to hear what Christopher says in reply without being seen. 

“Shut up and let me finish” Chris responds back without even stopping. 

“Oh no...What’s this? Is my little Chrissy in love? She must have a great fucking pussy to have Christopher Velez be smitten and commit to one girl” 

“Zabdiel, If you don’t shut your big fucking mouth right now, I am going to fuck up your tattoo so bad that you won’t even be able to cover it up” Chris spits at Zabdiel, his voice full of venom. 

“Fine, okay, geez. Just hurry up then” Zabdiel finally gives up and lets Chris finish. 

You walk back over to them and hand Zabdiel the glass of water and he takes it with a smile. 

“Thanks beautiful” he responds as he swallows it down. 

You walk away and continue cleaning up around the store, making yourself busy to avoid any more confrontation. After 40 more minutes, Chris finishes up and wraps up Zabdiel’s tattoo, ringing him up at the cash register and leaving you to clean up. 

Before he leaves Zabdiel walks up to you and grabs your hand. 

“I couldn’t leave without saying goodbye of course” Zabdiel points to his cheek waiting for you to plant a kiss there. With a laugh you lean up on your tippy toes to kiss him but as soon as your lips are in reach Zabdiel tilts his head so your lips meet his. 

“HEY” you call out pushing him away and running the back of your hand over the place where your lips met. 

“Sorry Mami, I just wanted to see what makes you so special that you made the biggest player I know fall in love” Zabdiel smirks and glances over at Chris. 

Chris’ hands clench and unclench before finally forming into a fist. His eyes are locked with Zabdiel’s and you can feel the tension in the air. 

“You have 3 seconds to get the fuck out, Zabdiel” Chris’ voice is a whisper but it definitely find it’s mark. 

With a wink Zabdiel walks past Chris and exits the store leaving you alone with Chris for the first time today. 

You force your feet to move forward towards the door, you brush past Chris but before you can take another step his hand reaches out and grabs yours, the metal of his rings pressing against your fingers. 

“Are you serious right now?” Chris’ voice is barely a whisper and when you don’t respond he continues. 

“You were actually going to walk out that door without talking to me?” His voice begins to raise with each word. You pull your hand away from his and spin to face him properly. 

“What do you want me to say Chris?” You can’t hide the pain in your tone that mistakenly comes out as anger. 

“Don’t you get angry with me when you spent the day flirting with Zabdiel” Chris explodes, his body no longer containing his anger that he’s kept inside all day, he moves to stand in front of you, his body towering over your own.

“And so, fucking what if I flirted with him? It’s not like we owe each other anything! One night of fucking isn’t going to suddenly make us boyfriend and girlfr--” You stop speaking when you notice Chris isn’t even listening to you, his eyes caught on your lips and his breathing laboured. 

“Are you even fucking listening to me Velez?” You scream at him pushing against his chest to further the space between you. 

Chris moves quickly, one second is all it takes for him to step forward so your hands are pressed tight against his chest and his hand find it’s way to the back of your head and the other around your waist before his lips crush down on your own. The kiss grows intense and Chris pushes you into the counter, your back hitting against it with a thud but your mind barely registering the pain because all you can think about now is the way his tongue is fighting against your own. 

“W--Wait” you try to speak in between his feverous kisses. 

Chris pulls away grudgingly, his eyes meet yours and you can see the clear lust in them reflecting your own. You take a deep breath in gathering your courage for what you are about to say because whatever answer he gives you might make you walk away from him forever. 

“What am I to you, Chris? I-I don’t want to keep doing this if it doesn’t mean anything to you” You say the words quickly because if you stopped and thought about it then you might regret asking him. 

Chris’ answer comes a heartbeat later. 

“You are mine and I am yours” His lips curve into a smile and you can’t fight your own, a mirror to the smile on his face. Your fingers find its way through his locks and you pull him down for another kiss. 

Chris’ hands find their way under your skirt, moving from the soft skin of your thighs upwards to cup your ass and in one swift motion he lifts you up onto the counter, your legs now wrapped around him and his hands resting on your bare thighs. His lips release yours and you can’t help but let out a small whimper as his warm lips move away, in true Christopher Velez fashion he laughs at you. 

“I just want to taste what’s mine” Chris whispers to you and his hands that were resting on your thighs now go to lift your skirt up your waist, your panties  on full display before him. 

Chris leans down and presses his lips to the bare skin of your inner thigh and goosebumps instantly rise on your skin, he trails the sweet kisses up and down your thighs, making sure to give both thighs an equal amount of his attention. You can feel the wetness pooling in your panties and know that Chris will soon discover the wetness hiding there.

Without hesitation his lips press against your panties exactly at your entrance and your entire body jerks, you silently curse the fabric that’s now in the way of his tongue. Chris seems to have the same thought as his fingers hook onto the waistband of your panties and he shuffles them down, your ass lifting off the counter to allow him to pull them all the way down. He holds up your panties with one hand and brings them to his mouth, his lips sucking and licking on the wet areas, your core tightens watching this man before you suck on your wet panties, his eyes fluttering shut as if this was his last meal on Earth and he was going to enjoy every second of it. 

“Don’t want any of it to go waste now, do we?” He tells you, his lips now wet and glistening from his spit and your juices. Chris tucks your panties into the back pocket of his jeans and leans down, his face now directly in front of your pussy, his breath warm against your entrance. 

Chris’ hands grab onto your thighs pushing them open so you are fully exposed to him. He tilts his head down and begins to pleasure you, his tongue running up and down your lips licking up the juices that now flow freely for him. 

You moan his name softly as his mouth finds your clit, swollen and needy for him. He tugs at it gently, sucking and licking using his mouth to drive you crazy. You grab a fistful of his hair and press his face further into you, needing him more than ever. His hand leaves your thigh and his fingers find their way inside you, he easily slips in two because of how slick and open you are for him. 

You scream out his name when his fingers start working on you, pressing and pumping at a rapid pace, not even giving you time to adjust to him. Before you can help yourself your core tightens and you cum, your juices spilling out of you and making a mess on the counter. Your breath becomes a panting and you sit up and look at Chris, your juices now dripping off his chin and his lips upturned into a smirk. 

You outstretch your hand for his and with a small tug he pulls you off the counter and into his arms. You grab onto the back of his neck as you pull him down towards your face, your tongue slipping out and following the curve of his jaw you lick him clean of your mess. Your other hand travels lower and you massage his cock, completely hard against his jeans and with the softest touch he moans, his body clenching as you press harder against him. 

He doesn’t let you get much further because he quickly spins you around so your chest lays flat against the counter and your ass sticks out for him. He flips your skirt up easily exposing your bare ass and your sticky thighs. He runs a hand so delicately along the curve of your ass before bringing it down into a stinging slap against the skin, you let out a small yelp of pain but you once again feel the excitement building in your body. 

From behind you Chris stops his hands and instead you hear the sweet sound of his zipper being pulled and the rustle of his jeans as he pulls them down and off his legs. With one hand on your waist, you feel Chris guide his cock against your entrance. You arch your back in anticipation as the tip of his cock presses against you. 

He holds you steady, teasing your hole with his cock, changing the pressing to hard and soft against your pussy but you quickly get impatient with this teasing. With one hard quick thrust of your body backwards against his, you manage to press your ass against him and his cock easily slides inside of you. 

The groan that escapes Chris’ lips is music to your ears and the feeling of his cock thick and hard filling you up was enough for you to scream his name once more. 

“Very naughty, princesa” he mutters under his breath before using both hands to grip your waist making sure you don’t make another rapid movement. 

He pulls his cock completely out of you leaving you with an overwhelming feeling of emptiness and cold without his warmth. His hand pulls back and the silence in the room allows you to hear the quick whoosh of air as he swings his hand back and brings it down on your ass, much harder than the first playful spank he gave you earlier. He does it again and again each time harder than the last, punishing you for using his cock before he’s had his fun. 

You wince preparing for another spank when his hand becomes soft and gentle again, softly rubbing the stinging burn away. 

“Who does this belong to?” Chris asks you as he continues his tender touches against your skin. 

“W-What?” You mutter not rendering what he had asked you. 

“Who does this belong to?” He asks again but this time his fingers find their way between your thighs, he slips his finger inside you easily and begins to massage your pussy. 

“You” You moan out as he slides another finger inside you pumping ever so slowly. 

“That’s right. You are mine, All of you” Chris tells you before pulling his fingers out and replacing it with his cock. Your back arches and your hands grip the counter as he fucks you hard and fast, his cock slipping in and out without any hesitation. 

The sounds of skin against skin echoing in the room along with your screams and Chris’ moans. His hand grabs a fistful of your hair and pulls it back, tugging your back into a bigger arch and allowing him to fuck you deeper. 

Any control either of you had is now gone as he fucks you without teasing or playfulness, it has now turned into an animalistic urge for both of you to release. 

“Please don’t stop” you beg him as you feel your body edging closer to that sweet release, his hand releases your hair and they find their way back to your waist, gripping hard that you know will leave marks on you later. 

“I’m so close Chris, please” the more you beg, the faster he pumps his cock inside of you and finally you get the satisfaction as your body tenses and the sounds of your pussy juices leak onto the floor fill the room. Your body sags but Chris isn’t done with you just yet. 

“Please cum for me, I need it, I need you” Your needy begging was Chris’ undoing as his cock twitches inside you spilling his juices to mix with your own. His warm cum filling you up and his body jerking to get every last drop out. His hands release you and his body slumps against yours, his chest sticky and slick from his sweat presses against your back. Chris’ breath comes out in quick short bursts and his cock goes soft inside you. 

After a few more seconds of catching his breath Chris pulls out of you allowing the wetness inside you to flow more freely down your thighs. You turn around and lean up to press a kiss against his jaw before making your way to the bathroom to clean yourself up. 

When you finally return Chris is dressed and sitting in the tattoo chair, a surprised look crosses your face as you see all your tattoo equipment has been laid out carefully beside him at the workstation table. 

“What’s going on?” you ask him as you walk over and take a seat beside him. 

“You owe me a tattoo but I think I also have an idea for you” A smile lights up his face and you can’t help but lean over a press a kiss against Chris’ lips. 

The sun was rising when you both finally finished - A locket inked on your forearm and a key on his, marking you both - You are his and he is yours. 

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[dolcenco]

Ay Mami Likes It Rough Pt. 3

Christopher Velez x Reader 

Warning/s: SMUT AF

S/N: SOOOOOOO, for some reason t*mblr deleted the contents of this and im like???????? wtf duddddde why??????? i just added some tags what gave you the right to delete everything, if i didnt back this up from my drive id have to type everything back up from memory and scratch akhakhsakhs thank u almighty for back-ups 

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“Erick?”

“Que?”

“Why are there dicks on my tour publicity materials?” You watched him edit the publicity material due later over his shoulders.

You, Erick and Joel, were at backstage in the lounge room waiting until it was time for soundcheck. Erick was designing the concert edits after the short photoshop lesson you gave him, and Joel was reading mountains of fanfics on Tumblr with your phone.

The moment that seemed like a calm afternoon turned into a stressful one in minutes.

“Erick, No! We don’t put dicks on our tour edits!”

“(Y/n)! Do you have any more of those fanfictions?”

“Hold on, Curls. Gotta stop Erick from turning the edits into a dick gallery before I get fired.”

After a little game of tug of war and few sermons, Erick ended up messing with an old tour edit instead of the ones due. You let out a stressful sigh and plopped next to Joel on the couch. He didn’t even bother to acknowledge you as he continued to be engrossed by the content he was reading.

“How is it?” You asked, amused that he was enjoying the Marvel fanfics you suggested him to read.

“Did you know that people write about me?” He muttered, eyes still glued on the screen.

“What?” You asked and checked your phone.

Oh, so he wasn’t reading marvel fanfics.

“Oh?” You knew about them but he doesn’t have to know that you read them during your free time.

"Yeah, they were so good, I'm not even mad!" He gushed, pointing at the phone. "I mean, It was flattering. Weird, but impressive."

You just nodded in agreement, and let him continue to read when Clara, Richard, and Zabdiel finally entered the room with a bag of doughnuts, back in time for sound check.

“Clara have I ever told you that you’re an angel.” You thanked her as soon as you get your hands on the blessed doughnuts.

“Least I can do for babysitting the children.” She motioned at the two already stuffing their faces with food.

“Oh, you should see what Erick did with the edits.”

“No don’t show her!” Erick panicked, his mouth filled with doughnuts and hid your laptop behind him.

“Cla, where’s Chris?” Joel asked, and when Clara was about to answer, Chris walked through the door of the lounge with a smile the moment he saw you.

When you noticed him start to walk  towards your direction,  you panicked and quickly sat in between Richard and Zabdiel, “So, my favorite daddies, how are you?”

He stopped and shifted his direction to join Erick on the other couch instead, giving you one last look before turning to his best friend.

It had been two weeks since the jacuzzi night, and both of you had the most intense sexual tension in the air. Even other people could feel it. You’re afraid if Chris came any closer to you with his sensual touches, you’ll end dragging him to the nearest room for the 2nd round.

That night in the jacuzzi was undeniably the best sex of your life but when you reached your hotel room, realizations hit you like a ton of bricks. You were breaking the“no sex on the job” rule, and it was hard to follow through when Chris wanted to go for a second round. He didn't even try to hide it when he was around you and touched you more than he used to.

The hoe in knew that if you bite into the bait, it’d be the endgame for you, Chris and your career. Even the way you saw Chris changed. He was Chris  “the skater boy who steals all my uwus” to Chris the “ Papi, bend me over and fuck me senseless” in a snap.

You distracted yourself and was teasing Rich and Zabdi when one of the photographers rushed into the room, panting then sighed in relief when he saw you.

“(y/n)! I need you!” He asked if you could fill in the spot of one of the photographers for the show tonight, and once you agreed, he proceeded to orient you on the key placements for later.

As you both were reviewing, you both feel arms draped around both of your shoulders.

“What are you guys doing?”

Your body stiffened when you realize it was Christopher.

“Talking about the key spots for later, any suggestions?” The photographer asked and showed him the venue layout.

“Maybe have angles coming from this side…”

You tried to focus on the game plan, but can’t help notice Chris’ hand hanging dangerously in front of your chest, but he pulled them away, still conversing with the photographer.

“But (y/n) takes amazing shots so,” He says with a smirk. You don’t know if he was doing it on purpose or what, but his hands hanged dangerously close to your boob and with a little movement he can brush up on them accidentally.

You sighed in relief just when you thought he pulled his arm away. His hand slid down your back and paused just over the clip of your bra, curled his fingers as if he wanted to unclip them but thankfully didn't. He continued to caress down your back, and when you feel him move closer to your ass, you knew what’s about to happen.

AND NOPE NOT HAPPENING

When you quickly transferred to the other side of the photographer, Christopher frowned and looked confused but nodded his head anyway at the photographers’ instructions.

Although, you knew getting sexual with Chris was a bad idea but your body can’t help but look for his touch after that night. You just held everything in you not to drag him out of the room for that round 2.

*

It was an hour before CNCO's performance, and you were rushing down the hallway in a hurry to get to front stage for a proper evaluation of the venue. As you were fixing the settings of your camera, you suddenly feel a hand grabbed your arm and dragged you inside the nearest room

You were so ready to fight this person's ass, so you screamed and thrashed around until a hand muffled your protests.

“(y/n), shhh, calm down. It’s me.” The voice whispered, and your eyes snapped open to the sound of an all too familiar chuckle.

“WHAT THE HELL CHRIS!”

“Your face!” He harshly pulled you into a room, you were late, and his laugh rang in your ear in a really annoying way that you punched his arm.

“You’re such an irritation.” You cursed and glared, watching Christopher clutched his sides from laughing so hard, and when you realize that he wasn't going to take you seriously, you rolled your eyes and was about to leave when he stopped you.

“(y/n), wait, lo siento.”

You faced him and crossed your arms on your chest, feeling the weight of your camera heavy on your neck. You noticed that he was already wearing his blinding concert attire that you always questioned why management approved such a disappointing design.

“Aren’t you supposed to be preparing in…” you checked the time, “...in 50 minutes?”

He shrugged, “50 minutes is enough.”

You gave him a curious look, suddenly intrigued by what he meant. “Enough for what? and why are we in the bathroom?”  

He eyed you cautiously and bit his lip when the confidence he built up earlier started to diminish. “Why are you avoiding me?”

“What makes you say that?” You scoffed and avoided his gaze when your cheeks heated up. How can you say that the reason you avoided him is that because you wanted him to pound inside you over and over again until you couldn't take it anymore?

“That night at the jacuzzi. I don't know. If it was bad, I'm so sorry.”

“No, it wasn’t,” you reassured him. “It was good, like really good.”

“Oh?” He cocked an eyebrow and his lips twisted into a smug smirk.

“Don’t get any ideas, buddy. I could get fired for that stunt we did.” You told him sternly.

“No, you won’t.” He teased and tucked a loose hair that was falling over your face.  ”I got you.”

Christopher Velez back at it again with the soft fuckboy gestures.

“No, you don’t.”

“Yes, I do.” The moment that stupid grin appeared on his face, the strings of banters began.

You took a good look at him now that he hovering close to your body and thought to yourself, oh how you badly wanted him in between your legs. You got all excited and drowned into his minty and masculine scent that made you weak in the knees.

”Besides, ” he started, whispering.

A shiver ran down your spine when you feel his lips grazed against your ear but the next thing he said sparked electricity in between your legs.  

“I wanna make you cum.”

You were surprised at how blunt he was but It wasn't long until you reached over and smashed your lips again his soft, luscious ones.  You sensed him smiling into the kiss, his craving for your lips finally satisfied after weeks of longing for them.

When he snaked his arms around your waist and pulled you against him to feel your body against his. Chris lets out an “oof” forgetting about the camera in between you two.

You quickly apologized and he took your camera, placing it on the counter to keep it away from damage before he smiled at you darkly and resumed the kiss.  

He pinned your body against the door with so much force that you gasped, and he took this as an opportunity to slid his tongue inside your warm mouth and massaged yours with his.

He pecked your lips and you moaned when he sucked your bottom lip. He pulled away to trail kisses on your cheek and traveled to your neck as he pressed himself against your body.  

You let out a small moan when you felt Chris’ hard manhood pressed against your thigh. You wanted him so bad.

Kissing and sucking on your neck, Chris finally ground himself against your crotch and rolled his hips so you could feel how hard he was for you.

“Fuck, Chris.” You moaned and wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him close to you as possible. You were so turned on at this point and all that worry about the no sex on the job thing was threw out of the window.

His hand slid down to your ass and grabbed it, giving it a good squeeze. He reached under the back of your thighs and picked you off of your feet. You wrapped your legs around his waist and deepened the kiss. Your arms snaked around his neck and tossed his cap to the side so you could run your hands through his hair.

He grunted when you tugged on the ends, enjoying the feeling of your fingers weaving around.

“Watch the hair, Mami. They just fixed that.” You giggled and continued to play with his hair. You squealed when he walked you both to the counter and sat you on it, not breaking contact.

Christopher ran his hands all over your body, wanting to touch every inch of skin he grabbed on to. He didn't even hesitate to go under your shirt and cupped your breast underneath your bra in the process because oh god how he loved your tits.

Your skin shivered at the coolness of his rings as it grazed the skin around your nipples when he thumbed your sensitive buds. You moaned and arched your back at the sensation sent to your now aching pussy, rocking your hips against his crotch to tell him that you wanted him now.

“How much time we have left?” He managed to huff through the kiss, and you pulled away to check your watch while you tilted your head and granted him access to leave hungry kisses down your neck.

“30 minutes until the show.” You managed to pant out and Chris cursed against your skin.

He lightly gripped your neck and looked you straight in the eyes. He was giving you one of his signature sexy glare. The same dark looked he had when he caught you touching yourself in the jacuzzi. “I’m going to fuck you properly soon.” He growled and squeezed your tits. “But for now, I’m not going to let you go until you cum for me.”

You groaned with the aching feeling in your wet pussy intensifying with every word. He pulled your leggings off all the way down and grinned at the sight of your soaked gray panties. “Wet for me?”

Before you could respond, you gasped when he rubbed you through the cloth. He licked his lips as he pulled your panties to the side and slides two fingers into your soaking pussy.

“Fuck, Chris!” You moaned loudly and grabbed his shoulders, his fingers working their magic as he moves and massaged your clenching walls. He was hitting the perfect spots and you didn't want him to stop.

You noticed his hard-on printing on his pants. He looked like he was begging for release so you reached over and rubbed him through his jeans.

“Missed my dick, baby girl?” He bites his lips at the sight of you withering for him.

You nodded your head eagerly, whimpering when Chris pulled out his fingers out of you to pull down his pants and set his blessed cock free, stroking it for you. Ready for you.

He pulled your body closer to him and hovered over your shaking body. He laid you on the surface of the counter to bring you pussy close to his hard dick and tease your wet folds with the tip of his head. When you were just about to demand him to put his cock inside you, Chris eased himself into you and cursed how tight you were around his cock.

“Fuck, babe, you’re tight” He groaned. It was so intense the way you clenched around him, taking his size all in. The pleasure was running down your core as he eased in and out of you, thrusting himself.

“Faster,” You begged and he increased the movements of his hips and thrust harder, deeper into you. You whimpered for him. You couldn’t take it. His dick felt so good.

“Oh fuck!” You cried out and threw your head back in pleasure, finally having his cock buried inside of you after weeks of wanting, craving for him. He grabbed your leg and brought your body closer to him so he can fuck you deeper.

Grunts and moans filled the bathroom as Chris continued to fuck you on the counter. “Fuck, babe. So fucking good.” You moaned and pulled him closer to your body, his dick filling your tight cunt. The way you moaned made him roll his hips faster, and harder into your pussy.

“Fuck baby!” You cried, and Chris pulled your hips closer to his, sinking his cock deeper inside of you. You were almost laying on top of the counter, your elbows supporting your body as he thrust his hips onto you, the sound of skin to skin filling your ears.

He pulled down the front of your shirt, exposing your black lacy bra as he thrust into you harder while his other hand rubs your sensitive clit that sent electricity all over your body. You start to feel the burning sensation of your climax forming in the pit of your core.

“I’m close, babe.” You gasped and wrapped your arms around him, sucking and kissing his neck as you near your finish.

Chris grunted, desperate to make you cum so he picked up the pace, and fucked you faster and harder while he rubbed your clit furiously. You didn’t want the feeling to stop, but you were so fucking desperate to cum.

“Cum for me, Mami.” He whispered into your ear and when you heard him call you ‘mami’ you were gone. You cried out his name and you came all over his dick. Chris smashed his lips with yours as you ride out your high. The sound of heavy breaths filled the room with Chris leaning on your shoulder while you sank back against the mirror, catching your breaths. When Chris pulled out of you he checked the time and cursed, “Fuck we’re late.”

He quickly pulled his pants up and helped you get into your leggings and panties before he carried you off the counter. You both checked yourselves on the mirror, fixing your hair and clothes.

“You go out first, and I go last so we don’t look sketch or anything.”

He grinned at you, “Who cares if people knew?”

You rolled your eyes and was about to swat his arm but caught your hand and pulled you towards him, giving you one last sensual kiss and a squeeze on your tits.

He pulled away from you and went to open the door discreetly. He smirked and gave you one final wink until he poked his head out the door to check for any passerby.

After he made sure that the hallway was clear, Christopher stepped out of the bathroom first. You waited and counted to 10. You took a deep breath and swung the door open. As soon as you did, the sooner you wish you hadn’t.

"Well, well, someone doesn’t understand the meaning of ‘no sex on the job’ rule.”

You gulped. You were screwed.

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[evermoresversion]

Can you do one where the band has split up and Christopher is all sad and doesn’t know what to do, but then he meets the reader. He falls madly in love with her.

ㅤㅤ♡⃕ ﹙just like a dream, christopher vélez.﹚

PAIRING Christopher Vélez x Fem!Reader

TW/TAGS A little bit of angst, fluff, y/n/n = your nickname.

SUMMARY You came into Christopher's life to repair something you hadn't broken.

SONG Mi medicina by CNCO.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN | CHRIS' MASTERLIST | MASTERLIST

All the members of CNCO were saddened by the group's separation, but the one who was most affected was Christopher.

During the ceremony where he would be awarded his star on the Ecuadorian Walk of Fame, he felt strange; it was the first time he had attended an award ceremony without his friends who he considered brothers.

Although he was quite happy to be able to continue his career as a solo artist, the emptiness left by the four boys continued to be felt in his chest.

Until he met you one night in a bar, you, the person who managed to fill that void without even trying.

"I'm y/n." you introduced yourself with a shy smile and he smiled widely at you.

"I'm Christopher."

That night, after a couple of drinks the two shared your first kiss and he swore he touched the sky with his fingertips at that very moment.

Of course you two ended up exchanging numbers and one Thursday night you received a message.

"I'm in town, do you want to go to dinner?" You smiled when you saw his message and with a big smile, you responded.

"Of course."

He picked you up at your apartment and couldn't stop looking at you from the moment you walked out the door.

"You look gorgeous." He confessed once you were both inside the car and he started driving.

"You're a liar." You joked, looking at the road in front of you.

"I'm serious." He looked at you out of the corner of his eye and could notice the soft blush on your cheeks.

"Well, thank you, you look pretty handsome too."

After that night, you had a second kiss.

When you broke away from his lips you could see the big smile on his lips as his eyes sparkled as he looked at you.

You giggled, taking a couple of steps away from him towards the door of your apartment and your hands left his.

"So." You started as you brushed a strand of hair behind your ear.

"I'll see you tomorrow for breakfast, doll."

You nodded and looked into his eyes as they looked at you with intensity and something that you couldn't deduce at that moment.

"Okay, okay, see you around, Chris."

"Good night, y/n/n."

From that first date many and many more followed until Christopher discovered himself totally and irrevocably in love with you.

Every time you were far away, he wished that when he pronounced your name you would appear next to him. Every second he wasn't with you was an eternity.

You had appeared when he was lost, and you gave him the best of yourself without asking for anything more.

"I love you." You murmured as your fingers gently traced his chin as you both lay on his bed after having “made love” as Christopher puts it.

He felt his heart flutter at your words and the only thing he thought to do was hold you to him and kiss you gently and affectionately.

Christopher pulled away a few millimeters to murmur against your lips.

"I love you even more."

You giggled as he laid you down on the bed and get on top of you to continue for a second round.

For a caress coming from you he would die. It was as if your mind and his were in tune, you were the reason that made his life happy.

He didn't know how or when but you had become his medicine and little by little you were healing him.

With you everything felt easier, as if it were just the two of you in the world and there were no more worries. Chris felt like he was dreaming.

disclaimer ── evermoresversion © 2024.

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[cnco4ever]

Teachers Assistant (Part 1)

Thank you!

Christopher Velez

Warning: None in this part

Please let me know what you guys think and don't be shy to leave a comment or to reblog.

Suggestions are welcome too!

I didn't want to make the first part too long in case no one wanted to read it.

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I really hope I made the right decision by going back to my old job as a teaching assistant. I've seen friends burn out from teaching. horrible hours, bratty teenagers and an even more horrible and bratty salary. I mean, I don't have a passion for literature, I haven't read every Jane Austin novel out there and I'm not a perfect writer. I do love to learn, expand my horizons and discover new sides of myself and who can teach you better than the generation? I don't know, but I do know that teenagers need guidance and literature is a good common ground for discussions.

I've been assigned as an assistant for Mr. Christopher Velez. Young, only 27, smart, funny, well respected among students and also a vey handsome man. We met at a get together for the staff at school. I feel like we got along and understood each other, but we only got to meet face to face two times before the pandemic strikes. Today is the first class online via zoom.

I'm a bit nervous whether or not the students will pay attention.

Mr. Velez asked to facetime an half hour before to go over the plan and to agree on some basic rules for out classes together.

BUZZ BUZZ, My phone starts vibrating on my dining table. "Christopher Velez" is written across the screen. This is it. Good luck to us.

"Mr. Velez, how are you? excited for the first online class?" I answer with a big smile on my face. I wanna show friendliness and excitement. It is work after all.

He flashes is big smile back at me and I hear him laugh, "pleeease call me Christopher. Mr. Velez is my dad" He's charming. I understand why he is so popular. "as you please Mr. Velez" I'll try to keep a light tone and keep a professional distance, but that did sound a bit flirty didn't it? oh no, maybe too unprofessional? but his smirk and corner smile tells me that he likes it. Heat flows straight to my cheeks. He's laughing again.

"Alright Miss. Knight. you'll warm up to my eventually. I how a few things that I'd like to run by you before class. I understand that this is new to us all and that we're all confused and nervous, but we have to show understand and compassion in these times" I nod my head along to his voice and keep my eyes glued to him on the screen. It's weird to see him in casual clothes. The two times I met him, he was wearing bottom downs and dress pants, but now with his purple T-shirt and purple cap, he looks so much more relaxed and carefree.

"Are you still listening or did I drop you?" shit, I zoned out. I zoom back in and he is smirking at me. "I'm sorry Mr. Velez. I was just thinking how weird it is to see you in regular clothes. I didn't take you for a cap kind of guy" I guess I'd rather be honest. I can't lie, my face would tell on me. Zero poker face.

"What kind of guy did you take me for? you look great in your regular clothes though. Having your hair down makes you look more relaxed" His voice is light and full of humor. I can see his big brown eyes drift across the screen. Is he checking me out? I look down myself. maybe wearing a sun dress was a bad idea for work even online. A nervous laugh escapes me while I run a hand through my hair. I can feel butterflies in my stomach as I look back at my phone screen. He is smiling wide at me. This is not very professional.

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[intoxicatesstydia]

seeing that video of Chris kissing that girl really grinded my gears and inspired me to write this fic,

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OKAY so imagine being on of Chris's many booty calls (I'm like maybe 45% sure that homeboy's got booty calls in every city they visit) and seeing that video and then it so happens that they're in your city that weekend doing promo or some sh!t and he hits you up with "Ay you already know what's going down😎 see you soon" ANDDD then you're like he's really gonna get it, I know he's just a booty call but seeing him with another girl really boiled your blood and what was this you were feeling? JEALOUSY perhaps? Chris had made it pretty clear that he wasn't ready for a serious relationship quite yet, but for some reason you were the only one of his booty calls with whom he spent the night and next day with?? like with the other girls he would just hit it and quit it until next time, as you've seen previously on his instagram friends only stories (you already knew his routine, he'd hit it and then go out to the club and dance the night away with God know how many more girls) but for some reason he wasn't that with you?? He spent a good amount of time spend as much time pleasuring you and then cuddle afterwards, and when you'd wake up he'd still be there and ready to spend the day with you....

I was gonna continue this but I thought why not let y'all finish it/add on to it and maybe this could be like a fic thread?? idk if not and if you want I can finish it?? x

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[chrisdiels-babygirl]

It's All In Your Head Baby

This is my original writing you do not have permission to copy it. Changing the boy or slightly changing details is still plagiarism. If I find out that you've copied my writing I will not hesitate to publicly shame you and report your sorry ass✌🏼😗

(Bold writing is her anxiety thoughts, just so everyone knows)

✨Trigger Warning- talking about anxiety✨

You know what the funny thing is, is that when Chris' and I had started dating I had told him that I had anxiety, he looked at me and said it wasn't a problem because he still liked me, but I don't think Chris realized how big a problem my anxiety was going to be until lately, I had really been feeling the affects of my anxiety lately, I couldn't stop myself from thinking that the boys secretly hated me and found me annoying, that they were only friends with me because they felt sorry for me, that Chris secretly hated and found me annoying too, that he knew he could do better than me and he was just waiting for a hotter girl to come along so he could dump me. I know I should be reminding myself that all five of the boys love me no matter what and Chris would never replace me, but thats the cruel part about anxiety it makes you doubt yourself and second guess everything that you know is true.

I decided to try to maybe sleep it off, maybe when I woke up my anxiety would have subsided. Just as I layed down and fluttered my eyes closed I heard footsteps entering the bedroom "Qué estás haciendo" Chris asked, I gently opened my eyes "I was gonna take a nap" he looked at me with his adorable big brown eyes that I loved "did you forget you said you were coming with me to the party for work tonight? If you're not feeling well you should stay home though" he softly uttered as he looked into my eyes. I shot up out of the bed "no no I'll go, just give me a second to get ready" I said as I started to look through the closet, as Chris walked back out I sarcastically thought to myself, great you couldn't even remember his work function tonight, he probably thinks you're a great girlfriend, that voice in my head was mocking me, it was feeding on my insecurities and I knew that but I couldn't stop myself from thinking those thoughts. I didnt even really make that much of an effort tonight, I didn't really wanna get dressed up to sit in a room full of women who were hotter than me and they didn't even have to try, so I just put on the first dress I could find, put some make up on, put some heels on and grabbed my clutch. As I walked out of the bedroom Christopher's eyes scanned me over, a lazy smile stretched across his face "Te ves hermosa como siempre mi amor" he said walking towards me, he's lying, I did my best to give him a smile as I rushed to get my coat before he could get to me "we're going to be late, come on, let's go" I said rushing out the door.

We were in the car on our way to the event, Chris had placed his hand on my thigh like he usually did when he was driving, problem is he visibly noticed me recoil when he placed his hand there, the thing is I was doing what I usually did, pushing him away before he got the chance to hurt me, because in my head I felt like if I pushed him away it'll hurt less when he inevitably leaves me, he carefully pulled his hand off my thigh and put it back on the steering wheel "nena is everything alright" he quickly glanced at me with worry in his eyes, "yes I'm fine" no you're not, I gave him a weak smile. As we walked inside the venue we saw the rest of the boys sitting at our table, as we got closer the boys stood up to greet us, I quickly turned to Chris "I'm gonna go to the bar, I'll be back" I said rushing off in the direction of the bar. I could see Chris and the guys as they talked glancing over here every now and again they're probably talking about how annoying you are, Zabdiel made his way over to me at the bar, he carefully sat down in the seat next to me "do you wanna talk about it" he softly spoke as studied my face he doesn't really care "talk about what, there's nothing to discuss" he audibly sighed "come on y/n, Chris said you've been really distant with him the past week, you wont let him touch you or kiss you and you've been ignoring the rest of us too, I mean come on I thought we were best friends and best friends tell each other everything" he had a pleading look in his eye he's not really your best friend, he doesn't really care.

Later that night as we walked inside the apartment Chris stopped in the middle of the living room " do you not love me anymore?" I whirled around "what" I looked at him with disbelief in my eyes "do you not love me anymore nena? Because lately you barely talk to me, you wont let me touch you, I mean for god sake you hardly even look at me anymore, so if you don't love me anymore I'd really appreciate it if you'd tell me instead of ignoring me" he exsasperated. How do I even begin to tell the man that I love that my mind has been deceiving me, convincing me that he and the rest of the guys secretly hate me "of course I still love you, how could you think I don't? but i cant tell you you're going to think I'm being rediculous" I weakly whispered, he grabbed my face with both his hands "look at me, look at me nena, I wont think you're rediculous, I just need you to tell me what the problem is so I can fix it" he desperately pleaded looking into my eyes while worry flooded his, I turned away from him crossing my arms across my chest "I just- I just feel like lately that I'm a burden to you and the rest of the boys,that you don't really care about me, that you don't really love me, that as soon as you get the chance to leave me for someone hotter you will, so I've been pushing you away because in my head it'll make it hurt less when you decide to leave me" I ranted, the room flooded with silence, I quickly turned around only to see that Chris stood there with tears brimming his eyes "how could you think that nena, I love you, I love you so fucking much, all I've wanted to do for the past week is hug you, kiss you and love you, but I just felt like you didn't want me around" he whispered as his voice cracked and he sniffled, I suddenly started to cry also "Chris I could never stop loving you, you're one of the best parts of my day. Its just lately my anxiety has been making me doubt everything, like when you say you love me or when you say I look beautiful" his face softened even more if that was possible as he walked over, holding my face with his hands again, resting his forehead against mine "thats all in your head baby, your mind is lying to you, I love you so fucking much and I'm gonna keep reminding you and showing you if thats what it takes for you to believe me, te quiero mucho bebé" he softly muttered the last part as he leaned in further to press his plump lips against mine, I could feel all the passion, love and yearning Chris had for me displayed in this one kiss, the last week I had been feeling so crappy, who knew that all I needed was to talk to Chris and get a kiss from him to start feeling better. We spent the remainder of the evening cuddled up while, Netflix playing in the background as white noise, Chris occasionally kissed me, while he continuously reminded me of all the things he loved about me, while I also reminded him of all the things that made me fall in love with him.

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[cncohdamn]

Fated for Midnight - Christopher

Word count: 1,300+

Wowie it’s almost New Year’s!! I can’t believe it tbh, seems like 2018 just started. Hopefully 2019 won’t be as big of a dumpster fire as 2018 was but we all know how this works by now lmao.

By the way does anyone else watch that new year’s special on Fox or something with Pitbull as the host? Or is that just me, I have no idea but it’s always on on New Years so my family just has it playing in the background and then we watch the countdown 🤷🏻‍♀️

I didn’t really think I’d write anything for New Years unless I had some huge inspiration, but @quisieracnco was looking for some writers for a big new year’s group thing and I thought it sounded fun, I hope you enjoy and have a good New Year’s! (also forgive me if my Spanish is wrong oof)

New Years wasn’t much of a family holiday, more so a friends-and-strangers-over-21 type of celebration. Usually you’d either watch the ball drop with your immediate family or small group of friends and share a glass of bubbly or sit on your couch with a glass of wine, watch the clock hit midnight and head to bed right after. You wished it was more of a thrill like in the movies, go to a big celebration and maybe get a midnight kiss. You were lucky enough to be single every New Years. Friends and family kissed their significant others while the only things to touch your lips were cookies and alcohol.

Most years you didn’t mind it too much, though. Sure, it would be nice to have someone to kiss, but if there wasn’t someone special in your life at the time it wasn’t too heartbreaking. This year was different, however, because there was someone special.

Over some time you had developed feelings for your friend without even knowing. You had known Chris and the boys of CNCO for a little time now and actually gotten to be quite close. One day you just started to see Christopher differently. His stature seemed more inviting and you longed for his arms to wrap around your frame. The only sound you wanted to hear was his voice. His laugh sounded like a beautifully composed song. His touch, the little physical encounters you two would have suddenly sent shivers down your spine. You didn’t want to fall for him, but you did, and now your heart ached knowing that you’d likely never get your feelings reciprocated.

The approaching holiday was slightly upsetting now with the thought of your lips being left void of affection and his beautifully plump and always-rosy lips pressed against another‘s.

You were stirring around some noodles in the silver pan that sat over a blue flame when your phone rang.

“Oye preciosa,” Richard hummed on the other end, “what are you doing on New Years?”

A heavy sigh escaped past your lips at the thought. “Probably just going to watch Pitbull’s New Year’s Eve Special with my friend Pinot Grigio,” you joked. “Why?”

“The boys and I were thinking about going to a club to celebrate, I thought you might want to come.”

“A club?” You questioned, a bit wary. You never really went clubbing — you didn’t drink often, and if you did it wasn’t much. You were one to find joy in relaxing activities and clubbing was most definitely not relaxing. Spending New Years alone in your small apartment and drinking by yourself seemed pathetic, so you agreed.

“Sure, sounds like a good time.”

“Alright, dope.” You could tell he was smiling by the little crackle noise that followed his words.

“We’ll come pick you up around 11, sound good?”

“Sounds like a plan.”

“Hasta luego, (Y/N)!”

You both said goodbye and tapped the little red button to end the call.

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“I don’t want to go anymore,” you whined to yourself, throwing what seemed like the 90th dress onto the pile of other rejects. Some dresses were too flashy, not flashy enough, not long enough, not short enough, too thin, too low-necked, etc. It was nearing 10:30 and you weren’t ready.

Finally you came across an older black dress you hadn’t seen in years tucked in the back of the closet. It was thick enough to keep you warm for the winter weather but not too hot for dancing in a tight place. The hem reached mid-thigh and clung to your curves, with little sewn ridges that circled your body. The sleeves hugged your upper arms and hung from the ends of your shoulders, proudly leaving your collarbones on display, and dipped down far enough to show a little cleavage. Four thin satin strips criss-crossed across your chest. It was a complimenting dress. You paired it with strappy black heels and a shimmery silver purse with a lengthy chain strap that dangled from your shoulder.

The time was 10:56, leaving you barely enough time to do your hair and makeup. You threw on a simple look, a cat eye and red lips that popped with your monochrome outfit.

Richard and Chris showed up five minutes late, letting themselves into your apartment.

“(Y/N), you ready?” Richard called out.

Your heels clicked on the wood floor as you rounded the corner, earning a shocked (and impressed) look from the both of them.

“Damn, (Y/N), you clean up well,” Richard joked, normally only seeing you in comfy or casual clothes.

“Yeah, (Y/N), you’re stunning,” Chris said in a awestruck mumble, not able to take his eyes off you.

“Why thank you,” you gave a somewhat awkward laugh, looking down at your outfit. “It’s not too much is it? Where are the others?”

“They’re meeting us there, let’s go.” Richard said, leading you and Chris out to the car.

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When you arrived at the club the boys greeted you with loud shouting and hugging, wishing you happy New Years and offering to buy you a drink. Richard and Zabdiel went to the dance floor with their girlfriends, Joel and Erick following behind.

Christopher brought you a glass of champagne, flashing you a smile. “Vamos a bailar,” he shouted over the music, gesturing to the dance floor.

The two of you met the other boys on the floor and danced around to reggaeton and the pop music popular at the time. You stayed close to the boys, a man or two attempted to get your attention but you ignored it. Your attention was on one person alone.

Surprisingly, Chris wasn’t trying to get at any other woman, even with some throwing themselves at him and would do anything to be with him given the chance. He stayed relatively close to the group and never strayed too far from you. This gave you a little hope, even though it felt like a long shot.

The music came down in volume and the DJ’s booming voice rang out. “It’s 11:59 everyone, time to count down and grab someone for midnight!”

Zabdiel and Richard held their girlfriends close to them. Joel and Erick had no problem finding a girl to dance with and kiss come 12. Those four were at all sides of you and Chris, almost like a barrier.

“Pues,” Chris said with a smile, grabbing your hand, “looks like you’re mine, princesa.”

“Ten!” Everyone shouted on cue.

Was this happening?

“Nine!”

“Eight!”

“Seven!”

Chris brought you closer to him, his fingers locking with yours.

“Six!”

“Five!”

“Four!”

Christopher’s other hand cupped your cheek, his thumb circling your cheekbone.

“Three!”

“Two!”

Your lips were centimeters apart, his eyes half open and adoringly looking into yours.

“One!”

They touched. Your lips were locked with his plump ones. He leaned into you and towered over you, dropping your hand to bring his around your lower back.

“Happy New Year!” Everyone cheered, blowing into their paper party horns. Your lips were yet to part.

A few seconds later the two of you separated to catch your breath, still close, smiling at each other with red and puffy lips.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time,” he laughed.

“Did you make the boys circle us?” You questioned with a chuckle, giving him a playful push.

“Maybe,” he shrugged and let out another giggle. “But I think we should redo that kiss-“

“Oh do you?” You teased.

Your lips met again and again, pecking at each other’s lips and letting out small, breathy giggles between them.

You couldn’t believe it. He wanted to kiss you, and he was right now. Your mind raced and your heart skipped beats. It did that the next year, and the next year, and the next. You found your forever new year’s kiss, never spending another lonely New Years again. And every year you felt the same spark as if it were your first one.

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[spider-zab]

Light in the Dark - Christopher Vélez

I’m back with yet another Chris fic. You might think “Hale are you biased?” To that I say perhaps I am, writing about Chris is really easy for some reason lol. But imma stop talking now, here’s the fic.

You had been dating Christopher for a little while now and you noticed how he always slept with a light on. It didn’t have to be a big light, usually it was a small night light. Since he travels so much he had a portable little light he took with him wherever he went. You never asked him why he had the light, you just accepted it, thought it was cute even.

The light was a baby dinosaur and it was the cutest thing ever. It ran on batteries and every night you spend with Chris, the last thing he did before passing out, was turning on his little dinosaur light. Chris always had a bunch of spare batteries packed, just in case he needed to replace them. He once mentioned briefly that he couldn’t sleep without a light on because of something that had happened when he lived alone, though he didn’t like talking about it and he was happy you just accepted it for what it was and didn’t make fun of him and his little light.

However, one unfortunate winter night, Christopher’s light went off. You woke up from someone sobbing next to you. You opened your eyes and the room was pitch black. You could barely see anything but you could hear Christopher’s soft cries. “Chris?” You asked softly, but he didn’t answer. You sat up to get a better look at him. He was curled up in a ball, hugging himself and he was crying but you had no clue why. “Amor, talk to me, what’s going on?” But once again you didn’t get an answer. Chris lay there, unable to move out of fear, but he wasn’t able to talk or move so he stayed curled up as the tears kept slipping down his face.

“T-turn it on.. p-please..” Christopher managed to speak between sobs. You looked confused at him for a few seconds before it all clicked. His night light was off which is why you couldn’t see anything. Christopher was afraid to fall asleep in the dark. “Hey, sshh, Chris it’s okay.. I’m on it okay?” You told him as you looked for the spare batteries in his suitcase. Once you found them you quickly replaced the batteries and turned the dinosaur night light back on. You put it back on his nightstand and you saw Christopher relax a little.

You climbed back in bed. “Thank you..” you heard Christopher whisper. You got closer to him and hugged him close to you. “It’s nothing baby.. it’s okay now yeah? I’m here, the light’s back on. You’re okay now..” you whispered to him as you gently rubbed his back, hoping it would calm him down. Christopher buried his face in your chest and mumbled an “I love you” before he closed his eyes. “I’m sorry baby..” “just hold me okay?” “Okay baby.. try to sleep some more. I won’t let go, I promise.” You reassured him before you kissed the top of his head. “Besides, you have your little light in the dark..” you whispered to him. “You are right, I have you. You’re my light in the dark..”

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