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Ay, Mami Likes It Rough

(CNCO x Reader)

Plot: Spa day shenanigans with CNCO

Warning/s: Semi-naked CNCO and a small smut-ish scene in the end!

Syrah’s Note: I actually had fun writing this. Also, please note that these are the same characters from my other fic: I’m So Wet. Lastly, thank you to everyone who love and support my writing and fics, it means so much to me that people actually like them 😭💕 Don’t forget to leave feed-back, loves.

But now, on to the story!

You and Joel decided to spend the day hanging out in his hotel room while the other boys were doing whatever shenanigans they do on a day-off.

You were on the bed laying on your stomach, editing the latest CNCOMonday video while Joel was in the bathroom, too busy staring at his zit for the past thirty minutes.

It was bearable at first until he starts complaining about his monstrosity of a pimple.

“(Yyyyy/n), it’s huge!” Joel whines for the nth time that morning and being his good friend / media manager, you ignored him.

“uUURGH! (Y/N)!”

You sighed in annoyance and rolled out of bed. You trudged into the bathroom and grabbed Joel’s face forcefully, making him look at you.

You grimaced when you saw the popped zit and finally get why he was complaining. It was sitting on top of his nose in all its oozing red glory.

“Ooooh, that’s one hella godzilla.”

He glares at you as you release his cheeks and sighed at this man-child.

”Joelito, sweetie, you’re not supposed to pop a zit when it’s fresh and not ready, now that’s gonna scar,”

“What?!” he panics and was about to pick at it again when you slapped his hand away from his face.

“Ay dios mio, Joel!” you scolded, flicking his forehead. “What did I just say? did you even wash your hands?!”

He ignores you and continues to intently stare at it as if it was going to magically disappear.

“Just wait it out a few days, you won’t die.” You say and start to walk back to the room but he grabs your arm and pulls you back.

“Make it disappear, pweaaaase,” He begs, his two hands clamped together below his chin.

You frowned, “Do I look like the zit fairy to you? If only we can-no, wait that’s it! I know what we’re gonna do today!”

“What?”

You grinned at him, getting all excited for your amazing idea. You dashed to your hotel room and returned back to Joel’s with your skin care essentials and numerous face masks. You even brought your small humidifier with you.

After preparing everything, you and Joel decided to have a stress-free, relaxing spa day. It was not long until you both were lounging on his bed in your bathrobes, sipping chamomile tea with clay mask on.

You both sighed in contentment as the room filled with the scent of lavender and calming sound of spa music.

“So…” Joel starts as you take a sip from your cup.

“Are you falling for Chris?”

You spat your drink, coughing while you clapped on your chest from your sudden outburst. Once you got it together, you glared at Joel.

“Of course n-“

Your reply was cut short by a sudden knock on the door.

You and Joel froze giving each other a knowing look. No way you’re going to let anyone see you both with a face mask on, so you both pointed at each other.

“You get it,” You say at the same time.

“Admit that you’re falling for Chris and I will get the door,” Joel says with a devilish grin on his face.

“You’re the one with godzilla on your nose!” You retorted and he glares at you in return.

When you realize he wasn’t going to budge anytime soon, you groaned and hopped out of bed. You reluctantly opened the door and sighed in relief when you find Zabdiel on his phone texting as he leaned against the doorframe.

“What can I help you with zabdaddy?”

We got to admit. Zabdiel is the absolute daddy, hence, the fitting nickname you gave him. He didn’t mind you using it but what you didn’t know is that he secretly likes it when you called him daddy.

He looks up and was slightly taken aback when he saw you in your face mask but stifled a giggle because he was just sweet like that. “Que estas haciendo?”

“Joel and I are having a spa day, wanna join?”

He smiles and shrugs in response. You let him in, closing the door behind you. He sighs when the lavender scent hits his nose, feeling relaxed already.

“(Y/N), who was it?” Joel asks lifting one cucumber from his eye.

Zabdiel laughs at the sight of Joel and takes a photo, “Te ves ridicula,”

Joel snickers, placing the cucumber back and murmurs, “Still perfect though,”

You instructed Zabdiel to change into the spare bathrobe Joel had in his hotel room while you prepare the clay mask for him.

Moments later, you were briefly interrupted again with a knock on the door and when you open it Richard and Erick enter with a bottle of wine and drinking glasses. They were wearing their bathrobes untied so their chest and abs were exposed.

“What are you guys doing here?” You asked closing the door behind them.

“Zab told us that you were having a spa day and your daddy needs relaxing.” Richard says setting down the wine on the table before plopping next to Joel, taking a cucumber off his eye and eating it.

Zabdiel emerges from the bathroom with his bathrobe on, setting his neatly folded clothes on the table. “I’m ready!” He exclaims with so much enthusiasm.

You sat on the sofa with the bowl of clay mask mixture and patted your lap, “Come lay here, Zab”

He sits next to you and rests his head on your lap as you begin applying the paste mixture. He hisses the moment the mossy green substance touches his face.

Erick sits on the floor next to you like the little kid he is, dipping his finger in the bowl and taking some of the paste on his finger.

“Is this edible?” He asks sniffing the mixture.

“I don’t think-ERICK COLON DON’T EAT IT, GOD!” You slapped his hand away from his mouth when he was about to lick off the mixture from his finger.

“Sooo, (Y/N)......” Richard begins, “Are you and a certain someone dating?”

“Who?” You retort mindlessly, mixing the paste. When you were about to apply it on Zabdiel again, he was already looking at you expectantly. Even Erick looked amused.

“I’m not dating anyone,” You clarified, knowing damn well who they were referring to but hey it was true. You weren’t dating anyone. Sure, you shared flirty banters but it was nothing.

“Oh, you’re not dating our laughing ass boy?” Richard grins from ear to ear in amusement waiting for your reaction.

You sighed in exasperation. If you get a dollar for every time someone asks you that question, you’d be a billionaire by now.

“We’re not dating!” You snarled, throwing a face towel at him.

“Sure you aren’t, kiddo,” Joel pats the top of your head, making his way to pour Richard and himself a glass of wine.

Before you could protest, a knock interrupts you once again, halting the conversation.

Did the boys arrange a party or what?

You made your way over to the door and when you opened it, you were greeted by the devil himself: Christopher Velez.

And he was topless and wearing only his boxers.

Oh my god, damn this pendejo and his sex appeal.

You shot the image of you running your fingers across his chest immediately when you hear him cough.

You didn’t realize you were gaping at him until he smirks and says, “You like what you see?”

With that, CNCO spa day chaos has commenced.

That afternoon, the spa day turned out to be the complete opposite of what you expected. It wasn’t the soft-kind of relaxing you and Joel opted for but it was rather amusing…

Richard was pinning Erick down on the floor, doodling on his face with the clay mask while Chris filmed his helpless friend for his instagram story. On the other side of the room, Zabdiel was giving Joel a full-on back massage, behaving like the good little children they were.

There came a point that you had to take the bowl of clay mask away from them because Richard and Erick thought it would be a great idea for Chris to taste the healing clay mask.

When night fell you were finally at peace when the boys decided to settle down for pop-corn and netflix. Erick and Joel were on their makeshift bed of blankets and pillows on the floor while Richard and Zabdiel occupied the bed.

As for you and Chris? You both sat on the couch with Chris laying in between your legs and his head on your lap as you stroked his hair absentmindedly. Every time you stopped, he would squeeze your hand, telling you to continue.

And yes, you were just friends.

While you were focused on the movie, you can’t help but notice from the corner of your eye: a bulge forming in Chris’ boxers. You snorted and Chris looks up at you, confused. “What’s so funny?”

You shrugged and giggled, “Maybe you wanna calm down a bit?” you say, your eyes looking over his bulge. He follows your gaze and smirks. He chuckles before drawing his attention back to you.

“Or maybe you can not be boring and help me calm down?”

You blinked. You didn’t know if he was joking or not.

But hey, you don’t mind helping him with his little problem, oops.

“You’re such a horny ass shit, aren’t you,” You tugged on his fringe for his crude comment but only to have him respond with another.

“Ay Mami likes it rough,” He smirks, wiggling his eyebrows up and down.

“Ugh, you’re so annoying!” You groaned, flicking his forehead.

“Get a room!” Erick yells.

“Ooooh, Chris and (Y/N) -” Before Richard can finish his sentence, you glare at him menacingly threatening to color his nails as you did with Erick, who was furiously removing the nail polish.

Everyone continued watching the movie but as minutes pass, the boys grew sleepier and sleepier. Zabdiel was the first to retire and slept on the bed. Erick and Richard went back to their rooms while Joel fell asleep half-way through the movie.

You and Chris managed to switch positions wherein he was sitting upright and you were laying down with your legs on his lap. You yawned and blinked the sleepiness away.

“Tired?” Chris looks down at you, rubbing his hands on your legs which sent chills through your body.

“A little,” You murmured and he looks at his phone to check the time.

“It’s late, I better go.” He said gently lifting you legs from his lap as he stood up, placing them back on the couch. You were kind of disappointed that he didn’t want to stay and sleep together but hey, it’s whatever, right?

“Okaaaay” You said sleepily, reaching out your arms to him for a good night hug. He giggles at how cute you looked.

“Good night, babe,” He says, leaning down to give you a hug and your wrapped your arms around his neck.

You feel him nuzzle into your neck but what he did next caught you by surprise.

You let out a breathy moan when you suddenly feel Chris kiss your neck, gently sucking on the skin before giving the spot a small lick.

Before you could react, he pulls away and kisses your forehead. You stare at him in disbelief as he opens the door, blows you a kiss and finally exits the room, leaving you hot and bothered.

Your hand flies to to the spot on your neck where he kissed you, the sensation of his lips lingering as you sat there in shock.

What the hell just happened? Why did he do it? I wasn’t drunk enough, he wasn’t drunk enough. Did he like me that way? I mean, I liked him but what????????

Thoughts raced through your head and you couldn’t sleep that night but before the night ended, you thought to yourself:

I am 72 shades of done with Christopher Velez.

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