#erick brian colon one shots

[cnco4ever]

Never again

An Erick Brian Colón one shot

Warning: sexual content

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Erick really was a cheeky little bastard. His big beautiful eyes, plump lips and bright smile. His little fast touches to my knee, thigh, hand, arm while in public, knowing exactly what it did to me. I tried not to show anything and act like nothing, but his teasing smile and gleansing eyes would let me know that he knew.

He looked like a model, sang like an angel and charmed like a player. I tried to resist. I really did, but when he was stroking my arm while looking at me with his big green eyes, a slight smile on his lips, faces close together and whispering sweet words into my ear with his cute accent, i really didn't have a chance that night on the balcony at the party. He smelled amazing too. Good enough to hypnotize me and before i even recognised what was happening, his arms were already wrapped around my waist and his lips were on mine.

He tasted like jägermeister and redbull. A sharp contrast to my own champagne taste. I could feel his fingers dancing along my collarbone while his tounge were dancing against mine. His little soft "ay mami" against my lips was enough for me to let my guard down. We ended up in someones bedroom with me on my knees in front of him and him pushing his hard length down my throat. I will never forget his beautiful face as he threw his head back and shot his load on my tounge. He growled as he watched me swallow every drop. I made sure to kiss him hard and deep after, to make him taste himself on my tounge. I quickly left the party after that episode. I promised myself that it would never happen again. It was unprofessional and so, so wrong. Erick had a girlfriend and i was the choreographer, preparing CNCO for their last tour. It could not happen again.

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It did happen again. This time at the dance studio. I was practicing with each member separately. It was going well until Erick showed up. He acted as if nothing had happened to begin with. Cracking his usual silly jokes, laughing when he messed up and was fully concentrated on the task at hand. But as soon as we had to practice the pair choreography the atmosphere got electric.

His hands were on my waist, trailing a little lower than needed and my arms were wrapped around his neck. We leaned into the kiss at the same time. My fingers running up into his hair and his hands gliding down to grab my ass. We moved fast as we tore off just enough clothes necessary for him to enter me. Our moans were echoing throughout the studio. If someone had heard us, we didn't care. It was wild, rough and fast. We were panting heavily as we pulled apart. The adrenaline disappearing just as fast as it had occured. I informed Erick that it should never have happened while fixing my hair in a bun. That it was unprofessional and against any sense of morals. He looked at me with a smirk. "Whatever you say mami" he grinned as he left the studio. Never again!

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I had successfully avoided Erick for a couple of weeks, but tonight, he caught up to me just as i was leaving the late night meeting.

He came up to me just as i reached my car at the far back of the parking lot.

"you've been avoiding me baby" he looked at me intensely. I swallowed hard as he stared me down. My eyes fell to the ground. I don't know what to answer.

I could feel his eyes taking in every inch of me. From my face, to my neck, to my cleavage, all the way down my body to my legs. He was standing close to me. Too close. Anyone could walk down here and see us. We were right in front of my car and it was not that well hidden.

"Erick, we can't do this. It's not right". I tried to reason. Convince myself to stand my ground. He looked in my eyes again. He looked sincere when he said "I want you mami. Don't you want me too?" Of course i wanted him. He stepped closer to me. His hypnotizing scent and cute thick accent got the best of me. He locked his fingers with mine and brought them up to his lips. He kissed each and every one of my fingers, one after one. I was already warming up to him. Erick had kept his eyes on me the whole time. He knew.

He let go of my fingers and stroked my jaw with one of his hands, the other found its place on my hip. "Just give into me baby" he whispered, closing the distance between us. I put in no effort of preventing it. I wanted him so badly. I could already feel myself get wetter from just a kiss. He walked us backwards until the back of my thighs hit the hood of my car. His hand were wrapped around my throat as he kissed me passionately. His tounge exploring every corner of my mouth.i couldn't resist sucking on his tounge. I smiled against his lips as he let out a soft moan. He kissed the corner of my lips, along my jaw and down to my neck. I could feel him leaving a mark. "Erick, someone could hear us. Someone could see us" i was trying to warn him. Trying to give him the strength to pull away, since i clearly didn't have it. My arms were still wrapped around his neck though and my fingers were playing with his hair at his neck. "I know mami. Then be quiet and fast. I've got to have you right now baby".

He hoisted me up on the hood of my car and dropped to his knees. The pavement were wet, but he apparently didn't care. He slid his hand under my dress and dragged my panties to the side. He slid a finger down my soaking folds. I tilted my head back and let out a heavy breath. I could feel his intense gaze on me. He was right were i needed him. Between my parted legs. I kept my moans in as he finally leaned in running his tounge down my folds, only adding to the wetness. My fingers were in his hair, guiding him closer as he ate me out. He was licking, sucking and kissing every inch of me with passion. I had to keep a hand against my mouth to stay somewhat quiet. This could never happen again. It's too risky. I felt him enter me with two fingers and make quick work. All my concerns left me and i could only focus on what he was doing to me. I came hard and long. His fingers kept sliding in and out. The orgasm ripping through me as i grinded against his mouth. He growled against me which only made my orgasm stronger. He licked a few seconds longer as if he didn't want to stop.

He got up from the ground after kissing both of my inner thighs. He stroked his thumb against my lower lip as his tounge ran along his. "Till next time baby" he winked and walked away with a huge smile. I stood still watching him go. I let out an audible laugh as i shook my head. What a tease. Next time? Absolutely not. Never again. Or maybe?

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[smoljoelito]

77 with erick please!

Hello, señor anon! I hope you don’t mind this is a blurb :) thank you for your request!request: #77* with erick || #77: “Stop inviting people out on our date!” “Since when did it become a date?” “Yeah… uh… a friend date of course!”

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Excitement and nerves bubbled inside you, do in part to the latte you were currently drinking, as you thought about the events of tomorrow. Erick had previously asked you if you wanted to hang out and go to the aquarium, to which you agreed. You two had been friends for a while through mutual friends, always chit-chatting at social events and at clubs, yet never exclusively hanging out. His company had always been something you quite enjoyed, from the childish, playful demeanor to his also a tad bit hidden caring side, he made the friendship easy. 

So far, two of your friends had practically begged you to invite them, also loving the aquarium, and you and Erick weren’t sure how to say no. So far today, you haven’t even talked—a rather rare occurrence—since you talk almost every day. The previous conversation from last night had ended quite quickly with some very short answers from Erick. He seemed a tad bit annoyed, which you couldn’t place why. Every time you hung out before it was with other people, why did it matter so much now?

A rapid, loud knock on your door rattles your apartment, causing your eyebrows to furrow. Setting down your latte, you slowly get up, heading to the door with caution. Just for safety, you take a quick peek through the peephole, surprised to find a rather irritated looking Erick standing rather unsettled outside your door. Quickly, your fingers grasp the cool lock, flicking it open and pulling on the door. 

It seems Erick is just as surprised as you are that he is there, taking a minute to clear his throat and fidget nervously before meeting your gaze, “Hey, can I come in?”

You nod, greeting him quickly and stepping back. As soon as he brushes past you, the faint scent of his cologne caught in the breeze makes your heart flutter. Slowly, you shut the door, spinning around to find him standing in the middle of your living room, eyes flickering everywhere but you.

“Are you okay, Erick?” You ask, taking a few steps towards him. To your surprise, he scoffs, his cold gaze meeting your own so frigidly, goosebumps run across your skin.

“Stop inviting people out on our date!” He suddenly blurts, making your eyes widen. The true meaning behind his words goes right over your head as your jaw hangs open.

“Erick, they invited themselves! What was I supposed to do? Wait… since when did it become a date?” You question incredulously, and this time, it’s Erick’s turn to look like a deer in headlights. The lighting in your apartment isn’t the best, but you swear you see his skin pale a tad.

“Yeah… uh… a friend date of course!” He tries to cover, hand scratching the back of his head with his hand. To hide your smile, you purse your lips, glancing at the floor for a moment before pulling your phone out of your back pocket. Quickly, you tap the contact of one of your friends that had invited themselves, pressing the phone to your ear.

“Hey… yeah, I’m doing great, how are you… listen, I’m sorry to say tomorrow you can’t go out with Erick and me, I hadn’t realized it was a date.” Shooting him a glance, you don’t miss the way Erick’s face lights up at your words.

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[miericksongo]

Ladies' Man // R.Y.C.P. Blurb

This has been in my drafts forever haha so please enjoy!

warnings: brief mentions of clubbing, sex, and cheating

©2019-2021 Miericksongo

It’s no secret that Richard Camacho was a ladies man. He loved clubbing, flirting at every chance he got, and had quite a few hookups. After all, he was part of the world’s biggest Latin boy band, CNCO. So obviously, there was always going to be a lot of people vying for even the slightest bit of his attention. Richard was totally keen with that. Living his dreams while getting laid and loosened up.

Now, Richard wasn’t looking for commitment. Yes, he had been in a few long-term relationships before, but they either ended up in cheating, unreconcilable conflict, or him just not feeling it anymore. Besides the obvious touring issues that made it harder to have one, he also had family to take care of and spend time with, too. But that all changed when he met Y/N.

Y/N and Richard first met at an upscale diner in Miami. Him being with his CNCO crew, and her with a group of friends. As Richard was browsing the menu, he heard some chatter. Curious as to what it was, but not wanting to seem nosy, he lifted his head, intending to keep it up not for long. But, once Richard saw you, he knew he was screwed. Not only did he think you were beautiful on the outside, but you just had this aura that made him go nuts. From the way you softly laughed and smiled, to how intently you were focusing on what your friend was saying. Although already skipping, his heart picked up when he noticed that he could clearly see you from his spot. Therefore making a move would be easier if, Richard thought, he was even brave enough to. He snapped back into reality when the waiter came to take orders.

Y/N didn’t notice Richard until she overheard a conversation at his table, not too far away. She decided to brush it off at first. “Oye Richuki, ¿a quién estás mirando?”, perked some young guy next to him. The faded blonde replied, “Esa chica ahí, pero don’t say anything Erick.” Huh? Were they talking about you or one of your friends? Ignoring him, the one named Erick says semi-loudly, but enough for you to hear, “Ooh... Richuki está enamorado.” This “Richuki” guy started to blush. Your Spanish was limited, but you knew that Erick said the other guy was in love. Over at their table, Richard tried to quiet his whooping friends down, but not in time as you waved and smiled his way, causing them to cheer even louder, eventually garnering the attention of your friends. You guys eventually exchanged numbers and, as the cheesy saying goes, the rest is history.

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[damnthoseyes]

De-Stress

A/N: It’s smut. 

Words: 2100+

He opened the fridge door and scanned the shelves looking for anything even remotely appealing. It was a reasonable time to have dinner but he couldn't decide if he was actually hungry or just bored.

His mind flashed to eating something far more appetizing but he shook it away and rubbed his forehead. She had been over the night before last but they hadn't even moved past his hallway. An unbelievably hot few minutes against the wall, roaming hands, unbuttoned shirts, heavy breathing, her back pounding into the wall relentlessly. But as soon as it was over, she was climbing down, thanking him, buttoning her shirt back up and closing the door behind her.

His fingertips brushed over the marks she left on the back of his neck. Barely there now but the memory remained.

He sighed, shut the door and repeated the process with his pantry.

His phone vibrating off the granite counter shattered the silence in the room. He glared at the light for a moment before walking over, leaving the pantry door open. He walked backwards, leaning on the kitchen sink while he dragged the screen down and read his latest message.

Hey you free tonight? x

A smirk grew on his face, releasing a quick breath from his nose. Sometimes he felt like she could read his mind.

Depends on what you have in mind x

He bit his bottom lip, doubting whether or not that was the right thing to say, tapping the back of his phone impatiently.

Her reply was quicker than he expected.

I'd like to make an appointment.

He shook his head and laughed to himself.

I only have 9.30 and 10.30 available tonight

He locked his phone and flipped it over and over in his hand, mumbling to himself. A slight panic emerging in his mind when she took longer than he expected.

I'll take 10.30 x

He let out the breath he hadn't realised he was holding and typed his reply.

See you then x

He locked the phone again, turned towards the open pantry door and sighed muttering "I'll just order a pizza" as he pushed himself off the sink.

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He took his glass with him to answer the door. She smiled warmly as he swung it open, cupped his cheek and kissed the other then let her hand slide down his neck and chest, walking around him and into the apartment.

She untied her coat, unbuttoned it, slipped the fabric off her shoulders and folded it over the couch. The hard clicking of her heels on the floorboards stopped as she spun around on her toes. "Are you coming?"

He closed the door and nodded as she turned back around and kept walking down the hall. He downed the rest of his drink and raced after her. He closed the door, put his glass on the dressing table and took hold of her elbow, dragging her backwards and pushing her against the wood.

She was half way through unbuttoning her blouse, still tucked into her suit pants, as his face hovered over hers. His rested his forearm on the wall, his elbow by her shoulder and his hand over her head. His other hand sat comfortably at the small of her back.

"How you doing?" A hint of a smile came through in her voice.

His eyes darted from her eyes to her lips before he closed the small gap between them in a fast breath, taking her top lip between his. Her arms looped around his neck as she slid out of her heels, kicking them aside. He pushed his torso into her, his leg pushing in between hers. She took what little opening he gave her and deepened their kiss. Her hands slid down his chest to the hem on his hoodie, pulling it up quickly and pulling away from him to strip it off and toss it aside.

He reconnected with her eagerly as she worked on her own buttons, pulling the silk out of her trousers and peeling it off, letting it drop to the floor. He broke away, grabbed hold of the backs of her thighs and told her to jump. When she did, he wrapped her legs around him and pushed her back into the wall, attaching his lips to her neck.

He let his teeth sink into her soft skin. She latched onto his neck, digging her nails into him and let her head fall back, panting. He kissed over the area and trailed up over her jaw, back to her lips. She hungrily sucked on his bottom lip, letting out husky breaths and moans as his hands clutched her ass. He ground his crotch into hers and pressed his torso into hers before he had enough.

He very quickly turned around with her in his arms and walked over to the bed, laying her down and unwinding her legs from around his middle. He slowed down, kissing her more gently than he had in the last minute before moving down her neck, to her shoulder, her collar, the cloud of her breast. She panted, enjoying every move he made until she felt him struggle with her pants.

"What the fuck?" He muttered under his breath.

She smiled and laughed breathily. "There's a clasp, then the button, then the zip." She raised herself onto her elbows and watched him struggle. "Here," she moved her hand down, "let me do it."

He slapped her hand away. "I got it, I got it!" He kept his eyebrows creased and bit his lip. "Who invented these? Ha!" He got the clasp undone, moved quickly to the button and dragged the zipper down. "Got it." He grinned as he took hold and pulled the fabric down enough to reveal her underwear, bent down to kiss the mound a couple of times and stood upright to pull it off the rest of her legs. He hooked them over his index finger, found her eyes and dropped them to the floor beside him.

She shook her head and covered her face with her hands as he pulled down his sweatpants, stepped out of them a little awkwardly and came over to lay beside her on his side. He pulled her hands away and lowered his lips onto hers. His hand drifted down, between her breasts, past her underwear and in between her legs. He pushed the outer leg aside and circled a particular spot on your inner thigh.

She giggled into his mouth and he tried to smile. He dragged his fingers to your underwear, adding some pressure as he pressed over your folds. Your breathing grew heavier.

He creased his eyebrows. "Already?" He searched her face but kept up his movements.

She shrugged. "Don't get excited. I was squirming before I got here."

"Oh really?" He raised his eyebrows as she nodded. He slipped his fingers under the hem and pushed two fingers between your lips. "Is that so?"

Her breath hitched and she closed her eyes. "Oh wow," she breathed.

He used his middle finger to draw slow circles around her clit, occasionally rubbing over the very top. She bit her lip and pushed her head further into the mattress, arching her back.

He pulled his fingers away slowly, pecked her lips, lifted himself up and got off the bed. She opened her eyes and watched him drag her underwear off her skin, spread her legs and lower himself onto his knees.

When the tip of his tongue touched her clit, she gasped loudly, arching herself off the bed and gripping the sheets. As his mouth enclosed around it and his tongue got to work, she started panting, losing all control of herself.

His finger pushed into her entrance, pumping and curling for a moment before he added another. His tongue lapped at her clit hungrily as she moaned, quietly at first but getting progressively louder as time when on.

He pushed his fingers deeper into her, curling more often and sped up the activity on her clit. Her moans of 'babe', 'more’, ‘fuck’ and 'faster' turned to gibberish as she started to convulse. She held the back of head choking out a 'right there' before she started shaking.

He held her down with his free hand while she came on his fingers. They slipped out but he replaced them quickly, slowing down his movements as she came down muttering 'oh my god' over and over.

Her eyes were trained on the ceiling while she calmed down her breathing. He stood up, wiped the excess off his mouth with his thumb and licked it and his other two fingers off. Her gaze focused back on him as he loomed over her, tucking his arm under her waist and through to the other side.

His hand enclosed over her side. "My turn," he murmured intimately before lifted his arm and flipping her over onto her stomach. He slapped her heel gently as he removed his underwear and she bent her knees and got on all fours. He slapped her ass and she crawled further up the bed over the pillows.

He stroked himself as he walked over to the dresser, opened a drawer, retrieved a condom and put it on. He knelt onto the bed, came up behind her, settled between her spread knees and put a hand on the back of her neck, forcing her head down.

He tapped her folds with his dick. "Ready, baby?"

"Yeah," she muttered.

"Can't hear you."

She turned her head to the side. "Yes!"

He smiled and lined himself up with her entrance. He let out a sigh as he pushed himself into her. He got into a rhythm, thrusting into her deliberately and slowly, listening to the headboard reverberate against the wall in time. He bit his lip in concentration, gripping into her hips and her ass, delivering a smack on occasion.

The speed of his movements grew, hitting the right spots. She clutched onto the pillow, her moaning muffled. His hand slid up her back and dragged back down her sides before latching onto her hips again, slamming into her. She could her him mutter ‘fuck’ continually under his breath. She told him how amazing he was and how good his cock felt, begging him to come for her before he did, gripping tighter as he released into her.

He stayed inside her as he panted, coming down. He slowly pulled out, rubbing her pussy for a moment when he was completely removed. He got his bearings and took off the condom, tied it and tossed it into the bin behind him.

He pushed his whole body weight to one side, rolling away and lying next to her on his back totally breathless. She tucked herself under the covers, stretched out her knees and collapsed face-first onto the pillow. He dragged the covers to their waists. She lifted her face so only her forehead was resting and caught her breath, turning her head to the side and gazing out the window in silence.

"I'm glad we made it past the hallway this time."

Her cheeks stretched into a small smile before she turned her head. "Yeah sorry about that. A little too 'wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am' even for me." Her hands were tucked under the last pillow, raising her slightly higher to see his face.

His eyes were trained on the ceiling. "No need to apologise. That's the deal, right?"

"I like to think of it as more of an arrangement."

He moved his head to the side, facing her and raised one of his eyebrows.

"Whenever you need a release, I'm there. Whenever I need a release, you're there. The perfect way to de-stress. No strings. No commitment. No trade-offs."

"It seems you need a 'release' a lot more often these days."

She licked her lips and contemplated his words before answering. "Yeah well work has been kicking my ass lately. I'll slow down on the calls soon.”

He rolled onto his side and brushed his fingertips against her cheek. "Hey, if you need me, I'm there. Whenever."

She started to smile. "Wherever. We're meant to be together." She sang out. He squeezed his eyes shut and rolled over to his other side giggling. "I'll be there and you'll be here."

"And that's the deal my dear!" They sang in unison as he continued to laugh. She just smiled and watched him roll back over, facing her again.

They lay in silence for a while, neither of them moving. The only sound in the room was their light breathing, barely audible even in their close proximity.

"I should go," she whispered.

"No, you shouldn't. It's late." He whispered back.

"No, I should.  Let you have some peace."

A moment passed in silence. "You're not moving."

"I'm working up the nerve." Her eyes were fluttering closed, now losing the struggle to keep them open.

"Just stay," he breathed, his eyes long closed.

A/N: Congratulations on making it this far without cringing. Please leave a comment on which boy you thought of ;)

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[richardscamacho]

love & live.

“i don’t understand your obsession with self image,” you huffed from across the room.

erick took advantage of your back facing toward him and allowed those green eyes to roll back into his skull. then, he watched for a brief moment as you pulled one of his large tee shirts over your head. it was so easy to find himself lost in your every feature, he would’ve lost his train of thought if you hadn’t had this conversation so many times before. it was basically routine at this point in time, permanently etched into his memory.

“that’s because i don’t have an obsession with my self image,” he quipped easily. nimble fingers quickly brushed tufts of dark hair from his line of sight, enabling him to observe you making your way over to the bed. although he could sense your growing annoyance, it took everything in his being not to smile at how lovely you looked without makeup, donning his clothing in place of pajamas. “we’ve been over this, amor. our manager makes those rules, not me.”

“there aren’t any rules about telling your bandmates,” you stated.

flopping down onto the mattress next to him, you placed both palms over your eyes and sighed loudly. not to attract his attention—for you already had all of that—but because you truly did not get him sometimes. you didn’t understand the way he thought, and sometimes, it became easy to doubt your stance in the relationship. it wasn’t that you wanted to leave—because that was the last thing you ever thought about doing—it was that you were unsure of how serious he considered your companionship.

“does it really matter that much to you?”

still, your eyes remained covered. his tone was serious, as opposed to condescending or sarcastic. he seemed genuinely curious to hear your response, though you felt as though it should be obvious. of course it mattered as much to you. not being able to tell the public was understandable, but what about his best friends?

“hey,” he spoke softly, using a gentle touch to remove your hands. when you finally looked up at him, you noticed he was frowning. “i’m sorry, baby. i thought you knew.”

“knew?”

“of course i told them about you. christopher ratted me out, like, weeks ago after i showed up at the studio with a hickey and i was forced to come clean. i just... didn’t think it was a big deal?” he tilted his head to the side, trying to piece together his thoughts. “no—you’re a big deal. you’re one of the most important people in my life, it’s just that i’ve never really seen much necessity in making a big deal out of our relationship in front of the guys. you know how they are.”

it took a moment for it to click in your mind. then, you bursted into a fit of giggles. the more he pouted, the harder you laughed, until tears welled up in your eyes.

“they’ve been teasing you! is that really it?” you asked between exasperated breaths. “oh my gosh, you’re such a baby! why didn’t you just say that?”

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[cailemp3]

Berry Picking with CNCO

Hello everyone, and welcome to my very first headcanon. 🥳 How I came up with this idea was when I went black berry picking last weekend, and while doing so I thought “what would the guys do if they were here?” So I came up with dis headcanon. Sorry if it's terrible. Everything here is fictious, and my impression on what the guys would possibly do. Anyways, thank you for reading this and I hope u like it!😊

Warnings: None, just fluff, softness and silliness

Erick:

💚 mainly eats the berries and “forgets” to put them in the bowl

💚he denies eating them, but proof of him munching away on them is that his lips are berry stained

💚 tells his signature there are two tomatoes in the cold joke and other terrible jokes/puns

💚 makes the cutest face when he accidentally eats a sour berry in which you give Erick a sweet berry and him feeling all UWU and adored

💚 plays hide and seek with you in the berry bushes and he wins since he issa smol bean

💚 tried to make a freestyle rap abt berry picking and the various stuff outside to make you laugh and smile

💚gives you lots of soft kisses and butterfly kisses (which you love since, well... have u seen this boy’s eyes😍 they’re something else).

Zabdiel:

💛v helpful for the taller branches and for getting the berries that are deeper into the berry bush all while avoiding the prickles

💛berry picking legend!™️

💛 lightly teases you (in a kind light joking manner ofc) when you can’t reach the berries

💛doesn’t care abt getting dirty or stabbed the occasional time by the prickles cause he is having a great time

💛finds berry picking soo therapeutic, that he decides to have a nap on the soft grass. You gently run your fingers through his hair while his head is on your lap while he’s napping.

💛sees berry picking as a date and is v soft and romantic the whole time

💛whispers sweet nothings to you and tucks your hair behind your ear when it falls into your face.

Joel:

💙 is open to the idea of berry picking, but once outside. He complains about getting pricked by the bushes and how hot it is outside

💙begs to go inside for a good chunk of time

💙 screams when a 🐝 comes close to him. Soon enough a bee does get super close to his arm

💙 he stomps inside the nearby shed and comes out wearing a bee keeper suit

💙 When he gets started, he doesn’t wanna leave

💙 When finished, Joel takes off the silly bee keeper suit, and you guys take aesthetic golden hour selfies to post on ig later that evening

💙feeds you berries and caresses your back while complimenting you

Christopher:

💜 is v excited to go berry picking with you, taking Chris berry picking is like taking a eager child who ate too much sugar and is bouncing off the walls excited 🤪

💜 eats all the berries since he is always v hungry, and “forgets” to put them into the bin.

💜 throws berries at you and you guys try to toss them into each other’s mouths like 7 year olds

💜 laughs really hard and is super amused when a lady bug crawls onto his finger and travels up his arm.

💜 accidentally eats an unripe black berry thinking it’s a raspberry (unripe black Berrys are red) which results in him spitting out the berry and rubbing his tongue furiously.

💜You feed him the sweet ripe berries to help him out.

💜when done berry picking, you both ultra tired so you cuddle on the soft grass area near the berry bushes while holding hands and you trace his arm tats.

Richard:

🧡parkours down to the black berry bushes

🧡 slaps your 🍑 and compliments it whenever he see you bending over “damn shawty...”

🧡 doesn’t wear a shirt to “work on his tan” but well all know that it’s because he wants to impress you.

🧡 gets a lil annoyed when a nearby ripe berry falls off the bush from Rich yanking too hard

🧡Goes inside the house to get a drink of water. And comes back outside with a happy lil Aaliyah, who just woke up from nap time.

🧡She joins you two to go berry picking, and she picks the berries on the lowest branches and eats them.

🧡 The three of you get soft when a chubby wild rabbit comes out of the bushes, Aaliyah wants it as a pet. But, then the rabbit is like “nope!” and hops back into the bush

Comment your fav below, and thank you for taking the time to read this. 💖

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[cloudfiveclub]

cnco preferences ➵ sex

i reached 100 followers a week or so ago, so this is a crazy present for ya’ll. since erick turned 18 today, we are finally free to thirst after him like crazy so enjoy you filthy animals. feel free to send in requests too x

explicit sexual content below!

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disclaimer | these are only based on my own opinions and imagination and are purely fictitious, as such they in no way accurate or true

Christopher ♛

“I don’t think this is a good idea, Chris.”

The Ecuadorian failed to reply you verbally, instead expressing his disagreement by continuing his actions in kissing your skin. Christopher’s lips grazed up the length of your neck and his teeth latched onto your earlobe, nibbling gently. His hands gripped firmly on your waist; hard enough to leave bruises but still soft enough that he wouldn’t hurt you. 

His actions caused you to tremble, shivers going down all the way to your core. It ached for his touch, and a wetness began to pool in your underwear all too quick. Your body had betrayed your words yet again. It was always like this with Chris. You could never stay away.

“No one’s going to walk in, baby. We’ll be fine,” he reassured you automatically. He pushed you further into the bed, climbing over you and reattaching his lips to yours again. You sighed at the feeling, and your body went limp as his hand slithered down to your pants. He popped the button of your jeans open, and forced his hand into your jeans and pass your underwear, coming into contact with your arousal immediately. Your body jerked involuntarily at his touch, and your eyes screwed shut. 

Okay, just stop worrying like Chris said. Just concentrate on him, just con- oh fuck

He abruptly shoved a finger into you, and a moan tore through your throat. He set a pace immediately, making you writhe underneath him in pleasure. He eased a second finger into you very quickly, your slicked folds welcoming his digits warmly. 

“Te gusta que, baby?” Christopher cooed, the corner of his lips upturned knowingly as he watched you squirm in pleasure. Your mouth dropped open but no words came out, and all you could do was revel in the feeling of his fingers moving in and out of your hole. Then Chris threw his thumb into the mix, reaching up to slowly thumb your swollen pearl.

You squealed rather loudly, which emitted a chuckle from the man above you. He pressed a kiss to your jaw, then reached his fingers upwards and began to slowly rub that sweet sweet spot of yours. Your hand flew to your mouth in an attempt to drown your wails of pleasure out as he started to stimulate your G-Spot. 

With the combination Christopher rubbing your clit and fingering your wet pussy, your orgasm washed over you pretty quickly. You cried out his name - practically fuelling his ego - as you reached your high, your juices releasing all over his digits. He pulled his fingers out slowly and placed them in his mouth immediately, sucking while looking you in the eye.

Your face flushed red at his sinful actions, but couldn’t stop the giggle that escaped your lips. He laughed lightly along with you and pressed a kiss to your lips, allowing you to taste your own arousal. 

“So, think you got another few in you?” he cheekily asked. 

Richard ♚

“Go on, baby. Spread that pretty pussy for me.”

You blushed at your boyfriend’s lewd words and you squirmed around on your bed, staring up at him with big eyes. You hesitated a little; still shy at the idea of being so exposed and vulnerable in front of your boyfriend even though you had been together for a while. 

Richard encouraged you silently, rubbing up and down the length of your legs, before you parted them slowly. His eyes immediately fell to the spot between your thighs and you saw his tongue poke out and wet his lips. He was clearly enjoying the view. 

You went a step further, bringing your hand down to part your dripping lips, and slowly pulling them apart to show him just how badly you needed him. The cold air hit your entrance, and you shivered, pussy throbbing desperately for more despite already having had two orgasms. Richard tried his best to suppress the wicked grin that had started to form on his face, but was unable to as his eyes hungrily feasted on your cunt. 

“Look at that. All for me, right, baby?” he asked, bringing a finger down to circle your attention-starved clit. He dragged his finger down to collect your juices, before going back up and coating your nub in your arousal. His touch was light as a feather, and it only made you more aroused. You could practically feel yourself dripping onto the sheets.

Fuck, how were you still this wet? 

Your thighs quivered in excitement at his actions and you enjoyed the pleasure he spoon fed you for those few seconds, moans escaping your mouth drunkenly. He pulled his finger away, and replaced it with his cock, slowly dragging the head over your swollen nub. You entire body jerked and a whimper escaped your lips.

“Richard, papi, please fuck me already...”

He raised his eyebrows almost challengingly, and teasingly dragged the head of his cock down to your entrance, rubbing his dick between your folds to lube himself up before going back up to nudge your clit. 

“What was that? Didn’t hear you, baby.”

Of course he wanted you to beg. Typical Richard. Your face flushed red, and you pulled your lips between you teeth, gazing up at him as innocently as you could. Your body tingled, both embarrassed and aroused at how dirty you could be. Richard’s pupils dilated, and he knew what you were doing. 

“I need your cock to fuck me, papi. Need your cock to fill me up. I’m so wet for you-”

He shoved himself in before you could finish your sentence, your tight walls expanding around his girth. He slid in easily with how wet you were, your cunt welcoming him warmly, and all you could do was cry out his name as he fucked you into oblivion. 

Zabdiel ♜

The feeling of the denim against your bare core made your whole body twitch with excitement. Your boyfriend grinded against you roughly, hands gripping onto your waist like his life depended on it. His mouth pressed feverish kisses up your neck, and you threw back your head, letting out a loud moan. 

Your fingers dug into his biceps, sure to leave crescent marks behind, as you whimpered his name, rocking your hips in tandem with his movements. The material of his jeans felt incredible; the rough texture rubbing against your swollen clit and soaked entrance made you feel nothing but good. 

Zabdiel’s hands began to make their way down, and his fingers clawed at your flesh on your bottom, slowly massaging. 

“Dios mio, amor... just like that,” he groaned, his eyes trained on the spot where your cunt rested on his groin. He was practically drooling at the sight, admiring how your movements against his covered cock left a wet spot behind on his pants. 

He pulled your cheeks apart slowly, the cool air immediately hitting your tight hole, causing shivers to travel straight towards your entrance. You let out a shaky breath, dropping your head to the crook of Zabdiel’s neck. His hands began to guide your hips, wordlessly controlling and instructing you on how to move. 

You whimpered his name each time he rubbed roughly against your nub, and eventually, your moans boosted him to flip the both of you over. He nudged your legs apart, making sure they were spread wide and that your bare pussy was on display for him to use and admire as he pleased. He lent back for a moment, resting on his knees as he looked down at you. You bottom half was bare, but your top half still carried your blouse and bra. 

You laid on the mattress, staring up at him intently as his eyes feasted hungrily on your perfect pussy. He reached down, pulling apart your folds to further expose your inner pink. Your tight walls clenched around nothing and begged to be filled up, the desperation of wanting him inside you only fuelling your arousal and causing you to get wetter. 

You wiggled his hips to snap him out of his trance-like state, the both of you immediately erupting into giggles for a second. Zabdiel took his place between your legs, one hand resting on the headboard to give himself leverage, the other resting beside your head. His hips began to roll in waves against you, earning him loud moans of his name which fell from your lips like a broken record. 

He sped up, rubbing against your cunt faster. The only sounds that could be heard throughout the room where the both of your breathy moans and the movements of the fabric of his jeans against you. 

“Amor... are you close?” he managed to get out in between pants. You tiredly nodded your head in your drunken-pleasure state, hips automatically bucking upwards in an effort to reach your high quicker. He groaned deeply, his lips connecting with the sensitive spot on your neck. You cried out, and barely had anytime to warn your boyfriend before your orgasm came crashing down onto you. 

Joel ✵

His eyes had been on you the whole night. 

It had made you a little nervous, and you worried that there had been something in your teeth or that you’d maybe gone overboard with your blush. You had to check in with your brother if anything was wrong, but Richard had brushed it off and told you that Joel was just shy and was awkward around women at times.

“Just shy and awkward”, your fucking ass. 

Anything that Joel was currently doing, or would be doing, was anything but. He was knuckle deep in you, three fingers probing at your sweet spot, walls clenched tightly around his digits. Your legs were spread wide in the filthiest way to accommodate Joel’s body, allowing him to hover over you and do whatever he pleased. 

You were in a state of bliss as you bathed in the feeling of his fingers dragging between your tight walls. You couldn’t even imagine what his cock was going to make you feel if his fingers were already so fucking delicious. 

His forehead was against yours as he stared deeply into your eyes, allowing you to see his dilated pupils and lust-filled look. You would have had them screwed shut if he hadn’t demanded you to keep them open to be honest, claiming he wanted to see everything when he finally made you cum. 

“That feel nice, baby?” he asked and while your mouth was open, nothing but a whine came out. Your hips bucked up and his eyebrows shot up in an almost cocky way. He knew what kind of effect he was having on you. Neither of you said anything as he placed a kiss on your neck, before he started his descent downwards, slowly peppering you neck, chest and stomach with kisses before letting his lips graze against your inner thigh. Your breath quickened as you sat up a little to look at him, silently begging him to place his mouth where you needed him.

He glanced up at you, smirking a little teasingly, before he brought his lips down and gave your attention-starved clit the affection it needed. You moaned loudly, falling back onto the mattress as he sped up his fingers in you. Joel’s tongue flicked at your clit, before he closed his mouth around it and sucked, earning him a squeal of his name from you. He removed his soaked digits from you, but quickly replaced them with his tongue. He dipped it in, swirling all around and collecting your juices. 

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you immersed yourself in the feeling of his tongue probing at your walls and stimulating your most sensitive parts. Your hands tangled themselves in his black curls, tugging gently as you begged him for more. He grunted against your lower lips and pulled away for a second to push two of his fingers into your soaked hole, before reattaching his lips onto your clit.

With the combined feeling of him sucking on your sensitive nub and fucking your dripping pussy with his fingers, you cried out as a whole wave of pleasure overcame you. Your thighs shook around Joel’s head, and your whole body tingled as white filled your vision, his name the only word falling from your lips.

Erick ❆

“Dios mio, princesa,” Erick groaned, fingers tangling in your hair messily. He stood propped up against the hotel dresser, pants and boxers barely even off and just merely hanging around his hips loosely. You, on the other hand, was already fully unclothed; naked body on display for him. You were on your knees, lips wrapped sensually around his hardened member. You sucked on his head, running your tongue over his slit slowly, making sure he felt every inch of your tongue on him.

He moaned lowly, looking down at you. You gazed up at him through your lashes and he bit his lip. His hips rutted forward slightly, silently asking you to take him fully in your mouth. He was practically putty in your hands. Both of you had been away from each other for too long, and he was very clearly not up for any teasing. 

You smirked seductively and made sure you kept your eyes on him as you very slowly took him all the way in your mouth. Your mouth widened round his cock as you accommodated his girth, gagging slightly as the tip started to near the back of your throat. Erick’s mouth fell open in pleasure as he watched you fit his length into your mouth, and he let out a deep moan, fingers almost digging into your scalp. 

You began a steady but slow rhythm of bobbing your head as you sucked your boyfriend off, pleasing him to the best of your abilities. You could tell he was actively holding back based on the careless stutters and jerks of his hips whenever he hit the back of your throat. He never wanted to hurt you or do anything to make you uncomfortable, which of course, was incredibly sweet, but what you really wanted was a thorough mouth-fucking. 

You pulled away for a moment, replacing your lips with your hand to jerk him off as you stared up at him. 

“You can fuck my mouth, you know,” you stated matter-of-factly. You almost giggled at the little blush that spread across his cheeks when you said that so forwardly. 

“Estás seguro?” he murmured, letting one of his hands cup your cheek. His thumb reached out, and you let him wipe away a little saliva that had gathered at the corner of your mouth. You nodded your head profusely, moving your hand away from his cock and taking him eagerly once again. 

This time, he didn’t hold back. He gripped tightly onto your hair, which caused you to let out a quiet whimper, and immediately set a rough pace. His rutted into your mouth over and over again, groaning loudly as he used you for his own pleasure. You gagged when he hit the back of your throat deeply, but for all his rough actions, you still couldn’t help but bring your own fingers down to your soaked cunt. You dripped onto the hotel carpet, leaving a small puddle of juices on the floor. Your fingers came into contact with your clit, and you rubbed your sensitive nub desperately as Erick continued to fuck your mouth. 

“Me estas tomando la polla tan bien,” he moaned, and as he said that, he shoved his entire length all the way in. You gagged, saliva spewing from the sides of your mouth when he did so, but happily took the warm load he spilled down your throat. 

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[isthatanascot]

Kinda wanted to write a headcanon or one shot about Dean but since next episode is gonna be aired in about 2 weeks I just lost inspiration & I noticed there’s not a lot of CNCO content in here so I might write another hc about the boys.

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[cncozutarapoto]

I posted 359 times in 2021

27 posts created (8%)

332 posts reblogged (92%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 12.3 posts.

I added 172 tags in 2021

#cnco - 42 posts

#joel pimentel - 25 posts

#christopher velez - 24 posts

#erick brian colon - 16 posts

#richard camacho - 16 posts

#cncomusic - 15 posts

#joel deleon - 12 posts

#zabdiel de jesus - 11 posts

#joel de leon - 8 posts

#fanfic - 3 posts

Longest Tag: 82 characters

#i was a camp counselor and a bus counselor and oml some of those songs were stinky

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

My thoughts, watching the Tan Enamorados MV for the first time

Brooklyn Bridge! Ok it's the city (new york/manhattan) santa i know him

I love Erick's outfit

I was originally an Erick girl

Wait why are there fences and barricades inside a building??

The black & white is cool, I'm here for it

I am literally only 20 seconds in this is going to be so long

Ayy Zabdi (he looks like a cholo though, can I say that?)

Oh dang that's a nice car!

Ok there's models in this video & from what I can tell they all look the same

BANDANA JOEL I MISSED YOU

Joel's driving, didn't Chris almost crash the car in a past music video? Am I remembering that right?

Ok yes these girls all look the same no offense

I like the one with the french braids though

Were they doing donuts in that parking lot? We all see those tire treads on the ground 👀

They put Chris in the back, maybe he did almost crash a car idk

Chris looks good too (who am I kidding they all do)

The way Erick leans over the fence in that one shot 🥺

Sorry Richard I'm not trying to neglect you but it looks like you have a mullet in this era and respectfully I am not a fan

Why Zab grab the fence like that

I love when they're lowkey doing weird little dance moves (affectionate) in the background I love that

The way Chris stuck out his tongue oop

I paused the video and it looked like Joel was scratching his ass or somth idk

Richard's voice, that's the tweet

The little head wobble thing he does sometimes

THESE BOYS NEED TO STOP LEANING ON THE FENCE AND ITS BECAUSE THEY LOOK GOOD WHILE DOING IT PLS

Also I didn't comment on Zabdiel's amor mio but that just goes without saying

I jUST NOTICED THE BACKGROUND PICTURES ARE OF THEM WHY DID THAT TAKE ME THREE WHOLE MINUTES

6 notes • Posted 2021-11-29 08:00:52 GMT

#4

I'm sorry but is this man wearing pants??

7 notes • Posted 2021-06-17 02:24:25 GMT

#3

Fanfic?

So I have this CNCO fanfic I’m writing on Wattpad. It’s (unsurprisingly) about Joel. It’s a bit goofy, has some drama and spice, there’s subplots re: mental health and family issues and more. If anyone’s interested in reading what’s already posted and giving feedback or just enjoying it, please lmk and I’ll drop my wattpad username.

I’m really self conscious about my writing, so this means a lot to me. It’s almost like my baby lol. Thanks for reading

15 notes • Posted 2021-05-30 04:21:24 GMT

#2

I just watched all to well... oh my god she was so young. I wasn't expecting her to be only 20 in that relationship.

And the line I'll get older, but your lovers stay my age

Sick. Just sick.

16 notes • Posted 2021-11-15 11:57:51 GMT

#1

The Boys & Getting a Puppy

I’m assuming this hasn’t been done yet, so let’s go! (I’m also including Joel)

Chris

ok so it’s definitely another white little fluffy dog like Ollie

maybe a bichon frise or a maltese

like he would insist on it

“Amor, just imagine having two of them!”

and he holds up Ollie right in front of your face

and you say that they would look like a pair of slippers

not that you don’t love Ollie

Chris just laughs

you end up giving in at the pet store

the new puppy is so fluffy and cute

it just has this look in its eyes

you know when they say the puppy dog eyes? that kind of look

sure enough they do look like little slippers

but Ollie and the other dog are adorable together so it’s ok

Richard

I’m thinking maybe a rottie?

or maybe a mixed breed

he wouldn’t be super picky about it I think

Aaliyah would be so excited, she’d go with you guys of course

you’d probably go with a german shepherd rottie mix

Aaliyah would think it’s adorable

and Richard breaks at the sight of this puppy

“baby his paws are so tiny, and look at those spots above his eyes”

it’s like you’re at the shelter with two little kids

the puppy instantly starts licking Richard when he holds the puppy

and Aaliyah gets a big sloppy kiss on her cheek

and Rich just has the biggest smile on his face

with their reactions, you all know it’s the one

Zabdiel

I feel like Zabdiel is also a cat person so maybe you already have a cat?

but ever since that puppy interview he’s been thinking about it

“Bebe, we should get un perrito”

you’re a little surprised but you agree

so you guys go to the pet store

Zabdiel instantly falls in love with this goldendoodle that’s sleeping

“Zabdi, she’d sleeping just like you”

but he barely hears you because he’s looking at the puppy with heart eyes

so of course you adopt the puppy

as soon as you get home she goes from sleepy to crazy

running around and jumping and trying to play with everything

and she pees on the floor

it’s chaos, but after a while she falls asleep with you guys on the couch

Erick

I’m getting pug vibes from Erick?

like for some reason he just loves their little scrunched up faces

“Erick, they have breathing problems”

he doesn’t care, he just thinks that they’re cute and he wants to get one

you guys go and he instantly falls in love with the first one he sees

“You don’t want to look at any of the other ones?”

nope. this is the one.

he names it something like brownie, idk

I’m getting chill dog vibes

like not super playful but not completely doing nothing either

I feel like the dog is maybe 2, so not a puppy anymore

Erick will just sit with the dog and give scratches

and the pug just rolls over onto its back so he can scratch its belly

and this happens almost all day every day

Joel (bonus)

Joel’s really particular about the dog he wants

like he has this idea in his head of the perfect dog

you don’t completely understand what exactly he’s looking for

you guys go to all the pet stores and shelters in the area

and even look online at breeders

but nothing is good enough for this shit

like just when you think he’s found the perfect one

“no, this one’s not it” literally every single time

you’re convinced that you’re never going to find the perfect puppy for him

but one day you guys are out and you find a little aussie puppy with no tags or id or collar

you guys look for missing dog signs and check the local facebook pages, but there’s nothing so you take him home for a few days

Joel’s hesitant at first, but slowly warms up to the puppy

the day that you’re supposed to take the pup to the shelter, you catch Joel snuggling with him

when he wakes up, he tells you that this is the one

19 notes • Posted 2021-06-14 05:48:36 GMT

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[youxcnco-imagines]

Erick//I love you🌻 [Request]

This is for @fandoms-enthusiast 💕 Thank you for requesting! I’m sorry if this isn’t exactly what you wanted.

The memories you’ll shared made you cry. The dumbass moments you guys have lived through made you laugh until they’d be tears rolling down the sky. I guess you did love him. Even though you were too afraid to admit it. What if he didn’t love you back? He’d probably be digusted with me and I doubt if he’d hang out with me again. Plus he deserves someone better than my ugly ass.

|🌻|

“ERICKKKKK. My new video game just arrived, wanna come over and play?” You practically screamed over the phone. “Oh god I think I’m deaf now” He says while you grump over the phone. “I’ll be there in another 5 minutes? Don’t want to miss your you crying face when you lose” “Oh please just get your ass here.” - “Ok so we’re tied. I would play another to win but I’m honestly so bored right now.” You say while​ you fiddle around with the control buttons. “Same here. Btw, do you want to watch something? It’ll kill time” He suggests. “Sure,” You smiled.

|🌻|

Erick inserts a CD and walks away. “I’ll be back, I just need to get something. Watch the introduction while I come since I watched that part yesterday” You press play and the person on the screen almost made your head burst. Why? It was Erick. Looking hot as hell. Like oh my God. What is life. “Wait, he acts now?!” After all the sexiness simply evaporated from your mind, you decided to press play and continue to watch this when you’re mind was calm again.

“Hey Y/N.” He smiled. “We’ve been friends for like 10 years now and throughout those 10 years, I’ve felt something that doesn’t define the word ‘friend,’ it was more like a crush. I’ve always watched and cared over you in a loving way because you just mean so much to me. I haven’t been able to confess during these past years because, you’re too good for me and I promised myself that I wouldn’t do anything to sabotage our friendship. But I couldn’t just hold it in anymore. I would go crazy if I did.” And the tv went black. ‘Oh what happened?’ You grabbed the remote. And just then, a deep voice interrupted the silence. “Y/N,” You turned and to see Erick holding a a beautiful bouquet just made you smile. “You can say no to this and I would understand but here goes… Will you be my princess? I promise you that I’ll never do anything to make you cry let alone frown.”

“YES! FINALLY. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. I’M SORRY I THOUGHT YOU WOULD BE DIGUSTED WITH ME IF I EVER CONFESSED TO YOU!” You screamed. As soon as you stopped talking, Erick grabbed you by your hips and kissed you. A kiss of love, reassurance and protection. “Digusted with you? Never. I love you too much.”

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[oceansdeepa]

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✒︎  Last Updated : 03/18/2021

CHRISTOPHER VELEZ 

Overtime *  ( ONE SHOT )

RICHARD CAMACHO

Work distractions * ( ONE SHOT)

Hotel Shenanigan * ( CONCEPT )

ZABDIEL DE JESUS 

Meeting the parents * ( ONE SHOT)

JOEL PIMENTEL

Motorsport  ( BLURB) 

ERICK BRIAN COLON 

Cokwarming *  ( CONCEPT  )

MULTIPLE MEMBERS 

Two shots * ( JOEL AND ZABDIEL ) 

Kink theme requests ▼

richard + riding

joel + nipple play

zabdiel + cockwarming

#ml

[smoljoelito]

love you goodbye || erick brian colón

where are my 1D stans at?

word count: 1,116

requested by/request: @honeyzhong​ ||  #31 and #35 with Erick. #31: In awe, the first time you realized it, #35: As a goodbye. requested from this prompt list.

description: when you love something, you have to let it go. Also thank you to @ella-se-vuelve-loca for helping me come up with this idea!! Love u💞

warnings: fluff

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tags: @quierick @mepuserojito @ericks-mala-actitud@woowoodaaboo @ella-se-vuelve-loca @joelsaww @honeyzhong @sarswilltakeyouout @pimentelssmile @hardtoadore @whippedforcnco @notsoteenagegirl @richukisbb @besosdecnco @emsy55 @cloudfiveclub @erickspretend1

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No one was supposed to know.

When Erick signed the contract for no girlfriends until the next album comes out, he never ever thought he’d regret it. He was young, and there was plenty of time for him to find a girlfriend, later on, he thought.

Then he met you, just weeks after signing the contract. It was by accident, of course. As fate would have it, he was browsing a local music store in Miami when he was home for a few days from the tour, and you both reached for the same vinyl. When he met your gaze, it was the end of him. He had no chance, absolutely no chance. One gaze had him hooked, one conversation had him infatuated, and one lowkey date had him swooning.

You stole his heart with no mercy, and he had no chance of ever giving it back, not that he wanted it back. Every second he had alone he was texting you or calling you, even declining to go out at night with the boys just to spend time with you. It was rather suspicious, making you have to tell him he has to go out on most nights since management could figure out why he was always alone pretty quickly.

When the management team overheard one of the boys talking about Erick’s girlfriend the other day, his whole world crashed. They gave him an ultimatum; it was either you or CNCO, and he wasn’t ready to make that decision.

But you are.

As soon as he told you what had happened, you knew what you had to do, it was crystal clear. It hurt like a bitch, but you knew who was going to have to make the choice. When you decided what you were going to do, the reason behind you hit you like a ton of bricks. 

You love him more than you’ve ever loved anyone or anything in your entire life. Almost every second, you think of him. You hear a beautiful melody and think of his laugh, or hear a lyric in a song and think of how you feel about him. The stars at night remind you of his eyes and the moon his smile; it is bright, yet soft and gentle, invoking in you a feeling of excitement and a rush that only the nighttime, and his personality, bring.  

Fortunately for you, he is in his New York hotel right now, packing to fly out for another concert. A few tears cascade down your face as your finger hovers over the FaceTime button on your Mac, which you bravely press before wiping the cool wetness on the back of your hand.

“Hi, baby!” Erick’s cheerful voice bursts into the room, completely breaking your strong composure. When he can see that something is wrong, he immediately grabs his phone, bringing it closer to his face.

“Babe? What’s going on? Talk to me! Is it about management? We’ll get through it amor I promise.” He pleads, green eyes wide as he waits for your response. Your eyes flutter shut as you inhale deeply, building yourself up weakly again.

“Erick... we’re not gonna make it through this one baby,” You cry out as you shake your head at the monitor. A cry threatens to come out of your mouth as you watch his face drop, heartbreaking in his eyes.

“Don’t do it, don’t say what I think you’re going to say!” He begs again, but this time, you offer a small smile.

“Erick, god, I have to say this before this is over. I’m absolutely, totally, and completely in love with you. There’s absolutely no one I’d rather spend my life with, which is why I’m leaving you right now. Go finish your tour, go write your next album, I can’t hold your career back from you knowing it’s your dream. If roles were reversed, you’d do the same for me. So I guess, this is goodbye.” You choke on a sob but keep it buried inside of you, not wanting to break with Erick on the screen, but he doesn’t get the memo. Tears pour out of his eyes like a river as he runs a hand down his face, stress and sadness seeping out of his pores. Watching him cry, and knowing you’re the reason for it, feels like a knife to the gut that’s being twisted with every new tear.

“Nena, don’t do this, please. I’m begging you. I’m meeting with management to try to figure this out tomorrow. I love you too, don’t leave—” A sob finished his sentence for him as his hand covers his mouth, body shaking rapidly. You bite your lip, quickly wiping anyway any tears that have escaped before Erick sees.

“Wait for me, promise to wait for me, and I swear I will leave you alone. I won’t let you do this if you don’t. Once the contract is done we can pick up where we left off.”

“Mi amor,” You begin, smiling at him on the screen, “There’s no one else I want. It’s you, only you. I promise I’ll be waiting for you. Come find me.” 

He sniffles, nodding, then smiling at you, “Lo juro. Te amo, mi vida. Adiós por ahora.”

“Adiós, Erick. Te amo tanto.” With one last shared smile, you press end on the computer screen, leaving it black and empty, exactly how you feel in the moment. The tears that threatened to spill during the call fall immediately, leaving you choking on air as you crumble on your bed. Never before have you felt such pain; it begins in your heart and seems to use your veins as its transport to the rest of your body. Your heartstrings seem to snap one by one, leaving you clutching your chest as you beg God for mercy. A migraine comes next and is instantly behind your eyes as if your soul is trying to burn away the image of Erick crying, which is constantly playing in your mind to torture you for the pain you caused him. Had anyone saw you, lying in the bed in such a way, it would seem to them that the knife you felt in your gut was actually there, because if you hadn’t know why you were in pain, you would’ve thought you were dying.

You stay like that, in a fetal position, until the light turns from white to golden, then everything goes dark. The darkness is welcomed by you for once, because there, you can hide from your pain and the one question that you can’t seem to shake from your mind.

Will he wait for me?

Only time will tell.

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CNCO Head Cannon ~ Reaction in a Fight

Richard

Aggressive af

You’re fighting because your work friend was hitting on you at the bar while you were celebrating your birthday

“He’s been after you for fucking months! And you just let him.”

Punches a wall

The second he notices you wince he changes

Super soft rushes to your side 

Posture not so rigid and up tight

“Baby I would never hurt you.”

Hand softly placed on your face

“I’m so sorry baby.”

When he’s done something wrong, he is sitting on the couch

Head down

Tears in his eyes

Guilty because he doesn’t want another failed relationship

Erick

No matter why you are fighting he feels guilty 

Tries to hug you and kiss you

You push him away 

If he’s upset with you he tries to talk through it 

He wants to be an adult about it all

“I hate fighting bonita.”

The only time he ever gets angry is when you make the fight last longer then it needs to

“Can’t we just stop? I said I’m sorry.”

But sometimes you like getting him angry because the sex after is amazing

Joel

Super concerned

“But baby, you’re not understanding what I’m saying.”

“Yes I am! You think you can flirt with your fans and you think it isn’t disrespectful to me!”

Running his hands through that mop of hair 

“I don’t see it as flirting baby.”

“Well I do.”

That’s all it takes to end the argument.

But when you’ve done something wrong, he is very different.

“I need more from you! Fuck!” 

Growling the whole time

Still running his hands through his hair

Tries to stay calm but is angry

“I'm sorry. I just I’m not affectionate.”

“I need that.” falls next to you on the couch

“I can try.”

Zabdiel

He is super tired most of the time so he hates fighting

It takes too much energy 

“Nena, sit down.” 

Speaks calmly while you pace in anger

You were annoyed because his ex kept hanging around

“I love you. She means nothing anymore.” 

Pulls you into his lap

Rubs your back soothingly

“It’s the fact she meant something ever!”

You’re pouting, you know it’s ridiculous but you can’t help it

“I can’t help that!” 

He laughs but tries to hold it back, afraid it would anger you more.

“Tell her to leave us alone!”

He wants to make you happy so he just smiles, kisses you and agrees.

Chris

He doesn’t get aggressive

he gets frustrated

he mutters softly in Spanish so that you can’t hear

You would growl out, “speak louder Christopher!”

He would look at you and sigh

When he speaks, he talks fast

Uses his hands a lot

You’re frustrated like him

You try to explain your side of it

He just grabs you and kisses you passionately 

Angry sex

When it’s over you talk it out like adults

Make up sex

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television romance.

you let out an audible huff as your eyes rolled back into your skull. finally, the pencil dropped from beneath your fingers as your eyes rose to meet the pair of boys, the wood making a dull clatter as it hit the sketch pad on your lap. you picked your head up from the couch cushion in order to take a better look at them; first, you immediately took notice of christopher’s annoyed expression, next, zabdiel’s hopeful gaze.

“not this again,” you stated simply.

the other three boys could be heard talking amongst themselves in the kitchen. although you weren’t able to make out the entirely of their conversation, you were just able to hear your name come up once or twice, which was what tipped you off this time. it had become their favorite form of entertainment—watching dumb and dumber fight over you. your step brother seemed to be at the head of this party, as erick took the most pleasure in your annoyance.

“it’s been two months,” came the blonde’s response.

that was the one thing you had always admired about his character—he was incredibly upfront. he was simple and easy to understand, for he said things exactly as he meant them without beating around the bush in order to do so. he knew what he wanted out of life and he didn’t see much of a point in playing games to get it. he laid everything out on the table once without feeling the need to present it to you time and time again. it became easy to forget about his intense feelings toward you when you were just enjoying each other’s company, became easy to view him as a friend... maybe even a little more than. he was good company to keep, you thought.

christopher was cut from a different stone entirely. the brunette brushed a chunk of hair from his face and nodded in agreement. those deep brown eyes bore into you as he spoke, his voice coming out strained and irritated.

“we deserve an answer,” he said. “it’s embarrassing that everyone gets to watch you bounce back and forth between us. that’s not fair, (y/n). you knew you would have to pick one of us eventually.”

this type of response wasn’t out of the ordinary for the older male. he played games often, thinking that he could get you to warm up to him through the means of coy flirtation. he was a man who felt deeply and passionately, which was why the harshness in his tone had yet to make you flinch. you had seen it from him before; you knew that he didn’t mean his words in the way they had come out, that he wasn’t as good with his feelings as most would assume. this was why he so often resorted to other means of getting you to fall for him. he was so unable to come out and say it like you needed him to—in a way that didn’t come across as sexual or devious—that he tended to lean into little gestures.

“excuse me?” you asked calmly, swinging your legs off the side of the couch. you were fully prepared to get up and walk off at this point, unsure of where this conversation would lead. you cocked your head to the side, feigning bewilderment. “you’re not entitled to anything, christopher. i think your head’s gotten a little too big, especially if you think i “bounce back and forth” between anybody. i don’t even give you the time of day unless you’re throwing some gift at me and i have to say thank you.”

that familiar loud laugh could be heard echoing from the kitchen, as erick presumably came to the realization that richard just lost the bet they had placed a few weeks ago. zabdiel’s eyes widened in surprise. it seemed as though he was trying not to laugh himself, his lips pursed ever so slightly. you looked back to christopher, still not finished addressing him.

ignoring the look of anger beginning to form on his face, you continued.

“i’m tired. i’m exhausted. i’m not a prize, and it’s so irritating watching you fight over me every single time i come over. what’s funny is that it isn’t even a fight! you show out for my attention just to get on his nerves and you need to grow up. you’re too fucking old to be acting like a child.”

then, sketchpad in hand, you rose to your feet. your eyes fell upon the blonde as you began to walk around the pair, your lips curling into a big, toothy smile.

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