#cnco fluff

[cncoluvbot]

new cnco writing blog

hi, all! welcome to cncoluvbot — a new cnco writing blog! feel free to send in any and all requests pertaining to the guys. i accept all ideas from smut to fluff and everything in between, so be as creative as you’d like (and maybe send in some au requests). even if it’s just something small like “how do you think the boys would be in xyz situation” i would be happy to oblige (:

[stressedkitkatttt]

Boys Confessing Their Feelings

Hello again. Had this in my drafts for 2 years and I finally finished it. I wanted it to be longer but I figured short and sweet was the way to go...

Request: Headcanon on the boys asking a girl to be their girlfriend.

Word Count: 547

Warnings: None, its soft and sweet :)

A/N: These are just my opinions yada yada, you know the drill and all pictures were taken from their twitters(so credits to them... duh). I know it says girl but I tried to make it so anyone could insert themselves into it if they wanted to.

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✫ He's confident asf. I think around someone he likes, he's extra playful, flirty, goofy, loving to get close to them - slinging an arm around them and always trying to get them to laugh and do things with him.

✫ I think he would be a little nervous when he feels its time to actually confess his feelings, his anxiety at its highest point as he waits for a reply, but if she replies with yes, he'd breathe out a huge sigh of relief and have a big grin on his face, maybe pulling them into an embrace. I also see him confessing somewhere quiet, not too crowded.

✬ Okay Mr. Macho man, I could see him also acting playful and flirty. I see him wanting to be around them more and more, and with a group of people, he wants to be next to them and make conversation whenever he can. For sure they would be best friends for a long while and know almost everything about each other since both are open towards each other.

✬ I think he'd be nervous, but doing his best to cover that up. Might stutter a bit when the words start to come out before he catches himself and reiterates his feelings with a steady voice. I also see him being the sincerest. Not saying the other guys aren't sincere, but Richard gives off that vibe of "if he says something like this, he really means it."

✵ Zabdiel has mentioned before that he gets nervous around someone he likes, so going off of that information, I think he would be most nervous during the build-up, and waiting for the answer, his mind racing at the thought of trying to find the right place and time as well as the thought of rejection.

✵ I see him confessing it somewhere private. He wants it to be one-on-one, with no distractions, just clear-cut. I'm thinking maybe he hung out with them all day and they just shoot the shit before he finally confesses his feelings. When they say yes, he has a big grin on his face and I see him pulling them in for a long kiss.

❂ For sure would want to spend the day with them, putting everything aside. I see him asking for some advice and of course, the guys would be by his side in case things didn't go as planned. I see him buying and giving little gifts. I think his behavior would be the most obvious to everyone that he likes someone. If anyone asked one of the boys, they would definitely be blunt about it unless Erick told them not to, or at the very least strongly hint at it.

❂ I kind of imagine him being quiet when he feels ready to confess. Like if he's in conversation, he'll be quiet and his heart will be racing as he looks around with a slightly worried look. I think he'd whisper it, his cheeks flush, and he turns away. Definitely quiet enough for the need to have him repeat. He says it louder this time. Since I think it would be obvious when he likes someone, everyone will just know, and that will lead to a happy reaction from both parties.

[evermoresversion]

ㅤㅤ♡⃕ ﹙dating headcanons, christopher vélez.﹚

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

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED | CHRISTOPHER'S MASTERLIST | MASTERLIST

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

disclaimer ── evermoresversion © 2023.

[kaiyatoast]

goofing around - richard camacho

pairing: richard camacho x reader w/c: 345

imagine goofing around with richard. you'd be doing some things around the house with music on when some of cnco's songs come on. you'd dance around with richard and singing to the song. he would have a smile as he watched his girl sing and dance along to his song.

when it was a ballad song, he'd just be singing softly to you, holding you close to him. when it was a reggaeton song, you know the two of you would be dancing like you were in the club, his hands on your waist while you worked that ass against him.

when solo yo came on, richard smirked at you, knowing how much you liked that song. well, more specifically, the choreography of that one particular part of it. it drove you wild everytime he performed that song on stage and danced to the slowed down part.

richard would make sure to move his hips more, making eye contact with you everytime. you'd join in with him, dancing in a way that had him riled up. you moved your hips along to the music, making sure that he had his eyes on you.

when it was finally the slowed down part of solo yo, richard pulled you down on the floor so that you were laying on your back. he slowly lifted up his shirt and got down on you grinding you. you felt a lil something there and you looked up at him, smirking. he did his usual dance, meaning he moved his hips against yours, basically dry humping you.

when the part was over, neither of you move. instead, you stayed like that, moving your hands up his body as he leaned down, attaching his lips to the side of your neck.

"you wanna show me how else you can move your hips?" you asked, moving your head to the side to give richard more access.

"it would be my pleasure," he said as he pressed his lips against yours, moving his hips against you again, showing you what to expect later on.

reposted from my other account @calums-betch

[iwrotemyownending]

Imagine: Giving birth to Joel Pimentel's Baby

Hello, I wanted to share this with you guys. I hope you guys like it. I want to thank all the people who have liked my work so far! I apreciate you so much. I'll take request and ideas if anyone is intrested let me know please!

Imagine: giving birth to Joel’s Baby

Genre: Pure Fluff

Pairing: Joel Pimentel x Reader (Y/N)

Words: 1963

I looked at the clock again, it was 2 am and I just couldn’t sleep. I just couldn’t get comfortable, my back hurt, my legs hurt, and I had to pee very 2 minutes. Soft snores made me look to the side, ugh lucky jerk. His chest rose and fell so calmly, his handsome face so serene. Why did he get to sleep so smoothly?

Being almost 9 months pregnant was not an easy task, and as my due date approached, I was even more and more miserable. Every task was almost impossible to do, everything required so much effort and I felt so tired all the time.

Despite the hardships, I was so beyond the moon to be a mother, I couldn’t wait to finally hold my baby in my arms. To top it off I had an amazing husband who was by my side at every step: through every morning sickness, and every weird craving, every hormonal break downs and even threw my crazed nesting phase. I had him painting and fixing the nursery like a mad man, and I’m sure I drove him crazy at times, but he never lost his patience and never argued back. I really didn’t deserve this man.

But watching him sleep so peacefully, when I couldn’t only made me angry, and I felt the urge to elbow him in the ribs to wake him up and make him suffer with me. Just as I was about to do so, I felt a sudden gush of moisture between my legs. That can’t be my water breaking I’m still 2 weeks away from my due date…its not time oh god I’m not ready for this. My heart began to race, and I couldn’t believe that all the reading I had done in the past 8 months has gone completely out the window now that I’m here. Now that I need that information. My breathing began to get crazy and at that moment the only thing I could think of was to wake up my husband.

“Babe”, I whispered. Why am I whispering I was about to elbow him not even 2 minutes ago and now I’m whispering?

“Joel”, I said loudly. He began to stir but still didn’t wake up. “BABE WAKE UP”, oh god is that a contraction I’m feeling? It can’t be its just m head plying with me.

“What, what Mami what is it?” he sat up immediately, his features slightly visible from the small amount of light coming from the clock on my side table. He had worry written all over him, and I don’t know what my face looked like but as soon as he caught my expression his concerned tripled. “Baby what is it? did you have a bad dream?”

I shook my head; my heart and my breathing were out of control. He placed his hands on my cheeks and brought my face toward his, “baby please try to calm down, slow deep breaths please Mami just relax, what’s wrong?” he placed soft sweet kisses on my lips.

“I…I think it’s time”, I double over in pain, ok Ya that was a freaking contraction. “What?” He’s looking at me in utter shock. “But its not time yet”, “I know”, I tell him. “But I don’t think the baby knows that”.

He’s the one in shock now, he’s breathing is becoming erratic. We can’t both afford to lose our shit right now at least one of us has to keep their head straight, and by the lost look in his eyes, that person is going to have be me.

“ok, well its ok we have time baby, get my bag please, call Chris and Mandy, they will let everyone else know” I started to climb out of bed, the best I could. Joel was still motionless on the bed. I walked over to his side and placed a few kisses on his head. “Baby, what’s wrong, I’m gana need you to drive me to the hospital so could you please come back to me?”, I whispered to him.

“I’m gana be a dad”, he whispered with such awe. “Yeah, silly you barely realizing it” I laughed lightly.

“What if I’m not a good dad?” he questioned, finally looking at me, I saw his eyes filled with tears.

“Joel”, I took his hands and placed them on my belly. “Can you feel that? that’s your baby and he loves you so much. Baby you already are an amazing dad, you’ve fixed our baby’s room with so much love and dedication and you’ve been so amazing though my whole pregnancy. Your baby is so lucky to have you as a dad”. The tears in his eyes had spilled over and I was sporting some of my own.

Just than another contraction hit I doubled over again and that snapped him into action. In a blur of movements, I changed into comfy and warm sweats and a sweatshirt. By the time I was ready he had my bag and purse over his shoulder the car seat in place in the car, with keys in hand he led me outside and strapped me in the seat.

“Ok I need you to hurry, it hurts oh my god this hurts so much”, I was losing my cool again at this point and even though the hospital wasn’t too far away I needed to get here now.

“I gana get you the soon hermosa, just keep breathing remember just like we practiced”, Joel’s tone was so calm and soothing but at this moment I couldn’t careless I was in so much pain.

“Breathe my ass, Pimentel I need the hospital NOW”, I was screaming by the time we pulled up to the emergency room. Some how Chris and Mandy had beaten us here. Mandy rushed to my side and opened the door.

“How you are doing hot mama?”, she took my hands and helped me out of the car, there was a nurse with a wheelchair ready for me. “I’m not doing good, oh my god I can’t do this I can’t Mandy”. I was so scared my body was shaking, “hey hey, yes you can girl you’re so strong and just think about it in a little bit you’ll have your baby in your arms and it will all be worth it”. She brushed some hair from my face, she was always such a sweet friend. Joel Rushed to my side, and carefully helped me sit on the chair. Chris took off to park the car and the rest of us were rushed inside.

“You’re doing so great Mami”, Joel whispered as he wiped some sweat from my forehead. I had been in labor for almost 6 hours, and I still needed a couple more centimeters to go. The pain has been excruciating and I feel like my body is about to give out. Joel hasn’t moved once from my side, whispering sweet words of encouragement the whole time. “Baby, you got this, you’re so strong so amazing”. He leaned into me and kissed my forehead and my cheeks. “I love you so much mi Reina”. I smiled at him and kissed his sweet full lips; I was about to return the sentiment when another contraction hit “ahhh I would say I love you too but at the moment I quite hate you…” I squeezed my eyes shut and squeezed his hand again. “Ow baby, you’re hurting my hand that’s painful”. I glared at him, “you don’t know what pain is” I glowered.

“Ok, looks like were about ready to start pushing Mrs. Pimentel”. I turned to look at Joel, I felt so scared what if something went wrong? He always seemed to be able to read my mind, placing his hands on my belly he said, “everything will be ok, this little blessing will be in our arms so soon Chiquita. I’m right here we’ll do this together ok”

“Ok here is the next contraction and I need you to push with all your strength Mrs. Pimentel”, the doctor and the nurse were all ready and waiting for me to start pushing. As the pain came, I pushed with everything I had.

I don’t know how many times I pushed or how many times Joel placed soft kisses to my temple as I screamed in pain. When everything seemed just too much to bear, I heard the loud cry of my little baby. Focusing again on everything around me I saw Joel’s expression of pure awe and happiness. “Congratulations, you have a baby boy”, said the doctor, “Dad would you like to cut the umbilical cord?”. I laughed breathlessly at his childlike over excited nod. I watched my husband cut the cord and he looked up at me. “He’s beautiful”.

As the nurse and the doctor took him to check and clean him, Joel came to my side again. “Thank you”, I whispered to him. I took his hand once more and kissed it. “I’m sorry if I hurt you”. He laughed and kissed me soundly. “Baby you could’ve ripped off my arm and hit me with it and I wouldn’t care less I feel so happy, and I’m so grateful for you. You are such an amazing woman Nena, so strong and beautiful. We’re parents!”. I smiled at him and caressed his face. “Yes, we are, and I couldn’t have done it without you by my side”. I whispered to him. As we kissed the nurse brought my baby to me. She placed him in my arms, and I couldn’t believe he was finally here. As looked at his little features he opened his eyes, and I swear I fell in love in that instant. He has his fathers’ eyes, so beautiful brown and warm.

“He’s so small”, Joel whispered as he grabbed his little fingers. “I know I whispered back. “He’s so beautiful, he’s perfect. Just like his daddy”, I said looing up at my husband, I noticed tears running down his face. “What’s wrong?” I said. He shook his head, “nothing baby im just so happy and so in love with my little family. I promise you I will be the best father I can be, and the best husband too.

“Aww sweetheart, you already are. You’ve been so amazing since the day I met you and I’m so excited to begin this new chapter together”. We kissed again and our little baby began to coo. We both looked down at him and smiled as tears ran down our face. Just then Joel’s phone began to ring.

“Hello” He laughed, “Ya, I’ll be right there”. He hung up and turned to me. “Everyone out there is going crazy they want to me the newest member of our family”. I laughed too. I can imagine Chris, Mandy, Zabdiel, Eric, Richard, Catalina, Alexa, My parents, my in-laws and just about everyone that knows us in the waiting area of the hospital.

“You better go get them than babe, before they get kicked out of the hospital all together”. Joel laughed again and he gave us both a kiss as he stepped out of the room.

“You’re in for a treat baby”, I whispered to my son, “you’re about to meet the craziest people on earth but they will love you so much. We are all going to love you and take care of you. Daddy and I will always love you and protect you I promise”. I kissed him again and looked into his alert sparkling brown eyes. My Son, I had an amazing loving husband now I had our son in my arms. I couldn’t ask more form life. I had everything I needed to be happy.

[xrichukix]

Alright guys requests are open for fics( i already start writing hc with richy 👀) I'll write the most for:

Richarlison

Paulo Dybala

Kylian Mbappe

Jude Bellingham

National/Club Players

CNCO boys

Requested (if i feel good with him)

I'll write blurb,angst,smut,one shot,fluff and headcannons

My request are always open 💜

i hope it will works 🥺

[theravenclawlover]

Hey!!

I read your prompts and I feel like the angst ones will literally make me cry 😂😂💀I know you just did one, but do you mind doing a Richard fluff with 15 &2??

lol the angst prompts are literally my favorites. and sure I can write for Rich again, I don't mind lol request away!

(Richard Camacho x GN!Reader)

You didn’t know how your life had ended up like this. You had graduated college, with a Bachelor’s Degree that you actually liked. Granted, it had turned out pretty useless as you needed two years of Masters in order for it to be of real use. So you had ended up jobless after college. But you had turned desperate. So you looked for odd jobs. And so now here you were, walking toward your source of income.

Four boys.

Singers.

A boyband.

You’re friends had laughed at first. None of the had believed you when you told them you had gotten the job of personal assistant for a boyband. But you were. And lord knows how exhausting it is.

You don’t take care of all four. No. Just one. Richard Camacho. He was your main concern.

You grabbed the spare key for his apartment and let yourself in. Today was an essay day, you just had to make sure he showed up for his rehearsals, and eat.

You walked in and set your cup of coffee down on the counter. You quickly noticed that it was all still too quite which meant he wasn’t awake just yet. So you took the chance to prepare something for him so you two wouldn’t be late.

Ten minutes later and his door opened. Revealing a sleepy Richard. Hair sticking up in weird places, sweatpants that hung a little too low, and no shirt.

You looked away, hiding the blush that overcame your face.

The hardest part of the job? Ignoring the fact that you had fallen in love with him. And you couldn’t do anything about it.

“Mornin’” he mumbled as he scratched his neck. He grabbed your cup of coffee, sniffed it, and drank from it.

“You do realize that was mine right?” You said with a hint of a smile as you tried not to look as his toned muscled torso, arms…

“Ye,” he said as he set down the cup, “not that you mind.”

You raised an eyebrow.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You asked. He looked at you. His eyes scanned you up and down. You visibly shifted as your whole body flushed.

“Yeah,” he grinned stepping closer to you. “You don’t mind.”

He turned around and left to change. You stood there confused and embarrassed.

Fifteen minutes later and Richard came out of his room dressed for the day. It didn’t matter if it was just rehearsals all day, he still dressed ready to go anywhere.

You didn’t even look at him as he went to eat what you had set out for him earlier. You just checked schedules, emails, and the like.

“The car should be here soon,” you said.

“You didn’t drive here?” He asked walking toward you.

“No,” you said. “It’s at the repair shop. I took the bus.”

Just as those words came out of your mouth you got a text from the person that was supposed to pick you two up.

“Shit,” you cursed softly. Richard looked at you. You looked at him. “It’s too hot out and a tire exploded. He won’t be able to get to us. He already reported back but now I gotta make a call.”

You had never been under so much stress as you had that morning. It wasn’t even past ten and you were about to have a headache from your bosses. It wasn’t your fault that your car had broken down and needed to be taken to the repair shop. Nor was it your fault that the man’s tire exploded. Longest eight minutes of your life. That’s how long you had to hold your tongue. You needed the job, so you just shut up.

You finally got to hang up.

“So…” Richard looked at you, “…No practice?”

“Nope.” You threw yourself next to him on the couch. “At least not for you. Chris, Zabdiel, and Erick are already there. It might take hours before anyone can pick you up. And lord knows how long traffic is by then.”

You two sat there in silence. Which was always impossible for you as your mind was rather loud. And there was something bugging you since that morning.

“What did you mean by it?” You asked without looking at him.

He turned to you and let out a chuckle.

“You mean about the comment I made?”

You nodded. He chuckled again.

“I know you like me.”

Oh how you wished you could crawl into the ground to never be found again.

You slowly turned to look at Richard who was looking at you try to form words but nothing came out. You looked stupid. He smiled.

“You’re pretty obvious about it.”

Was he trying to just mortify you?

“Are you mocking me right now?” You asked slightly ticked off.

“No,” he said quickly. “I just find it funny that for someone that can’t keep their eyes off me, you never noticed how I did the same thing.”

Your brain had stopped working. Like nothing was happening. You started at him wide eyed. Mouth slight agape.

“I’ve liked you for a while,” he said softly, his usual confidence lowering. “It’s been so much more than that for a while.”

You swallowed hard, blinking a couple of times before regaining some of your words.

“So…you mean to tell me that…” you inhaled. The released, “…this whole time you loved me too?”

Richard began to smile, a hint of shyness behind his eyes. One of his hands grabbed cup the side of your face.

“Yeah,” he nodded. “That’s what I’m saying.”

You didn’t know what to believe. What to think. How to feel. You didn’t even know how to even follow that up. Basic words were failing you again.

He chuckled.

“Was it too much?” He asked jokingly. You nodded dumbly. He laughed.

“Alright. Say a word. Anything,” he smiled. “I’ll do it.”

Oh, he so was trying to just make you self combust. But you opened your mouth and sighed,

“Kiss me.”

There was no hesitation as he leaned in and kissed your mouth. His lips finally against yours. You sighed into the kiss as his hand held you there. Your body melting into his.

“You’re so going to get me fired,” you mumbled against his lips. He smiled.

“Mhm, worth it.”

[bluewatersfairy]

cnco masterlist

r = requested, f = fluff, a = angst, s = smut

r.c.

late night addictions (s)

water (s)

so good (s)

z.d.j.

hands (s)

push it (s, r)

can i? (s)

c.v.

let's make a movie (s)

dream a little dream of me (s)

j.p.

come thru (s)

i wanna see you (s)

please note that i no longer write for cnco as they have disbanded. i'm really just creating this masterlist so they can all be found in one spot if anyone ever wants to reminisce 🤍

[yourfriendlyauthor]

Requests guide for story/roleplay fandom verse

𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬

1.) Marvel/DC/Justice League/X-men/Guardian Of The Galaxies

2.) Golden Trio

3.) Maurauders

4.) New Gen.

5.)Teen Wolf

6.) My Hero Academia/Boku No Hero Academia

7.)Dragonropa

8.)Demon Slayer

9.)Creepypasta

10.) Black Butler

11.)The Vampire Diaries

12.)Sex Education

13.)Fifty Shades of Grey/Fifty Shades Darker/Fifty Shades Freed

14.) Twilight

15.)Mortal Instruments

16.)Wednesday

17.)Umbrella Academy

18.)Orange Is The New Black

19.)Henry Danger/Danger Force

20.)Percy Jackson And The Olympians

21.)One Direction

22.) The Vamps

23.)The Outsiders

24.)5SOS

25.)Blackpink

26.)BTS

27.)Rappers

28.)Singers/Dancers/Youtubers

29.)Once Upon A Time

30.)Star Wars

31.)Hunger Games

32.)Game Of Thrones

33.)Euphoria

34.)Fantastic Beast

35.)BBC. Sherlock

36.)Indiana Jones

37.) Miraculous

38.) Avatar:The last airbender

39.)CNCO

40.) Why don't We (WDW)

Add: (Specify)

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐏./𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲

1.)Brother Sister/Brother Moments

2.)Husband/Boyfriend Scenarios

3.)Mpreg/Pregnancy

4.)Sister Sister/Brother Moments

5.) Parents Children Moments

6.) One-Shot

7.)Imagine

8.)Chatroom

9.)Fluff

10.)Smut

11.)Angst

12.) Wife/Girlfriend Scenarios

13.)Song Prompt

Add: (Specify)

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒

1.) x Y/N

2.) X OC

3.) Pepperoni

4.) Stony

5.) Ironstrange

6.)Ironwidow

7.)Ironsoldier

8.)Starker

9.)Stucky

10.)Romanogers

11.) Steve x Sharon

12.)Winterwidow

13.)Clintasha

14.)Clint x Laura

15.)HulkFrost

16.)Bruce x Tony

17.)Thoruce

18.)Natasha x Bruce

19.)Bruce x Betty

20.) Bruce x Dr.Cho

21.)Winterfalcon

22.)Winterfrost

23.)T'Challa x Bucky

24.)Spideychelle

25.)Spideypool

26.)Peter x Harley

27.)Peter x Eddie Brock

28.) Batman x Joker

29.) Joker x Harley

30.)Superman x Wonder Woman

31.)Ronmione/Hernald

32.)Hinny/Garry

33.)Luville/Nevina

34.)Drastoria

35.)Drarry/Harco

36.)Ron x Blaise

37.)Pansy x Hermione

38.)Ginny x Luna

39.)Jily

40.)Wolfstar

41.)Snape x Lucius

42.)Snape x James

43.)Snilly

44.)Lily x Marlene

45.)Marlene x Sirius

46.)Bellatrix x Tom

47.)Narcissa x Lily

48.)Narcissa x Lucius

49.)Remus x Tonks

50.)Tonks x Charlie

51.)Scorpius x Albus

52.)James x Rose

53.)Bakugo x Deku5

4.)Deku x Uraraka

55.)Shoto x Bakugo

56.)Kirishima x Bakugo

57.)Bakugo x Mina

58.)Shoto x Momo

59.)Adam x Evan

60.)Mauve x Otis

61.)Ruby x Otis

62.)Steve x Ella

63.)Otis x Ola

64.)Christian x Anastasia

65.)Bella x Edward

66.)Tyler x Wednesday

67.)Xavier x Wednesday

68.)Xavier x Bella

69.) Ivan x Bella

70.)Mika x Bose

71.)Chapa x Miles

72.)Charlotte x Henry

73.)Percabeth

74.)Pison

75.)Frazel

76.)Solangelo

77.)Pernico

78.)Larry Stylinson

79.)Ziam

80.)Ziall

81.)Niam

82.)Malum

83.)Lashton

84.)Jikook

85.)Taekook

86.)Katniss x Peeta

87.)Katniss x Gale

88.)Dumbledore x Grindelwald

89.)Captainfrost (Loki x Steve)

90.)Ironpool (Tony x Wade)

Add: (Specify)

[virgatowhipped]

Not to put you on the spot but who’s your fav CNCO pet? You can only pick one

Oh God... I'm gonna have to say Ollie. He is the unofficial 5th member since Joel left, and he's just a ball of fluff 🥺

[anninhiliation]

Three Little Words (Fluffy)

Masterlist

Disclaimer: THIS IS MY OWN PERSONAL WRITING. You do not have the right or consent to copy my work and claim it as your own. You do not have the right to even copy my work. I can and will publicly shame you. Changing the boy is still plagiarism. Write your own work. Don’t test me or karma. Don’t be a useless leech.

 Laying down on the cold tile floor tangled up with Chris you couldn’t stop laughing. The alcohol in your veins making everything funny and your body feeling like air. You can’t really draw the line from where your little made up drinking game turned into asking silly random questions while laying on the kitchen floor. But either way it was fun.

“O-Okay so when you’re 70 will you still be touring and singing?” You smiled as you resting your face in the crook of his neck.

  His cinnamon scent danced around your senses and practically lulled you to sleep by how comforting it was. The crook of his neck was warm and soft creating a balanced contrast from the cold tile floor. His hand stopped drawing random shapes on your lower back. Chris scrunched his face up as he seriously thought about where he would be in so many years.

 “I don’t know nena” he admits “that depends on where we are at 70. Cuantos años los nietos son and how close they are to us.”

 Your heart flutters at his words. Where we are at 70. The grandkids. He sees his future with you. He wants you around for a long time.

 Chris squirms a bit to reach for the glass bottle of tequila. Feeling his neck move as he sips the clear liquid.

 “What about you hermosa? What will you be doing at 70?” He finally asks, pulling you away from your thoughts.

 “Definitely retired” you sigh contently smiling into him “maybe we live in a big house with a lot of land somewhere quiet to host the grand babies. And maybe we have a golden retriever or something for the grandkids.”

 You smile into him picturing the two of you older, in the house you pictured in your head. It was a fantasy you were craving more and more. Three little words pressing against your lips, dying to just escape. Three little words neither one of you have yet said to the other. But three little words the two of you obviously feel. It could be the liquid courage; it could be how soft you feel for this man right now. But before you can help yourself, those three little words escape your lips.

 “I love you”

[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.

[kaiyatoast]

coming home - richard camacho

pairing: richard camacho x reader w/c: 391

imagine richard coming home from tour. you guys have not seen each other in months. the two of you are tired, you from school or work, while richard from the long flight home.

you'd pick him up from the airport. you were super excited the entire way there. your fingers were constantly tapping on the wheel as you silently cursed at every red traffic light. but when you finally reached the airport, you calmed down a little.

but not for long.

you waited at the pickup area, standing around and trying to spot your boyfriend and his friends. your eyes scanned the area when you heard chatter coming from a direction. you heard his voice. you didn't need to be near him, you'd be able to recognise his voice just like that.

with a huge smile on your face, you half walked, half ran in that direction. richard spotted you and a smile grew on his face at the sight of you. he placed his luggage down as you grinned.

you finally reached him. you moved towards each other at the same time and wrapped your arms around each other simultaneously. the moment his arms were around you, you felt lighter. after all these months, you were reunited with him again.

you hid your face in his neck, hugging him tight to you. your lips turned up in an even wider smile. you had missed him so damn much.

"i've missed you baby," richard said in that smooth voice that you loved.

"i've missed you too baby," you replied. richard lifted his hand to caress your face, his eyes scanning your face with a smile that kept growing.

"you gonna kiss me or are you going to keep staring at me?" you asked him, a tiny smirk on your face. at your words, his lips too turned up in a smile that made your heart race.

"i love you," richard said before he crashed his lips onto yours, showing you just how much he missed you, how much he loved you. you returned the gesture, your body feeling more alive with the electricity coursing through your veins.

you ignored the cheers from richard's bandmates. with one final kiss, you leaned up to whisper in his ear.

"c'mon baby. let's get home. we've got a lot of things to catch up on."

reposted from my other account @calums-betch​

[iwrotemyownending]

When You Least Expect It (A Joel Pimentel Romance) Part 2

Hello guys, here is the second part to my story. I hope you guys like it sorry if its boring, its gana get better I swear! Thanks so much, please comment. I would love to hear from you.

Paring: Joel Pimentel/ Reader (Y/N)

Genre: Fluff/general info

Words: 1,637

Part 1

Kim (POV)

The lecture hall for my history class was still empty. There were a few people scattered here and there. I didn’t want to attract any attention to myself and knowing me I would probably make a fool of myself if I tried walking through the small rows to get a seat. So, I picked the closest one as soon as I entered the room. It was in the bottom row, there were a couple girls there further down the row talking to each other. They looked up and smiled when I took my seat.

Well that’s a good sign I though to myself. I smiled back and began to unpack my laptop and textbook from my bag.

Soon enough the hall began to fill up. I was concentrated on the textbook, when the door opened again, I saw 5 guys walking in. They captured everyone’s attention; they were laughing so loudly. They seemed oblivious to the world around them, caught up in their own little bubble. They looked so relaxed and happy. Each one of them was really handsome. They were all fit and tall. There was one guy that caught my eye. He was the last one to enter the classroom, he had curly dark hair and deep brown eyes. What got me though was his smile. His full lips curved up into the sweetest smile I had ever seen. Small dimples formed on the side of his cheeks, and his eyes were so bright and soft.

Wow he’s so handsome, Have I been staring? Omg Kimberly look away stop being so creepy. Oh great, he noticed, now he’s looking at me. There is that beautiful smile again, and this time its directed at me. Oh quick stupid smile back! My god what’s wrong with me! I don’t know what kind of smile I just gave him, but however my face looked it made him smile more at me. Are those butterflies in my stomach? He finally looked away from me as they passed those girls near me. Ok well that’s one way to be the creepy girl in class. They smiled and greeted each other so warmly, they must know each other.

The group of boys sat one row above me, the guy with the curly hair sat directly behind me. I don’t know why that made me so nervous and self-conscious. I didn’t even notice when the professor walked in and began talking. The class passed by so quickly, I was having a hard time concentrating, the group of boys kept whispering to each other, and I found myself more interested in that than in the class. The only thing I caught from the professor, was that we didn’t need to bring our textbooks to class. That would’ve been nice to know beforehand. Lugging around a bag full of textbooks wasn’t easy.

As soon as the professor dismissed the class, everyone made a bee line for the doors. I waited a little bit to let the crowd die down. When I finally stood up and gathered my things, I noticed the group of boys standing by the door comparing their class schedule. The 2 girls I had noticed before were already gone.

I stood there awkwardly, trying to decide if I should go out that door or turn around and go out the other door. Before I made up my mind, the handsome curly haired boy noticed me and moved aside for me to pass. Well I cant be a jerk and turn around now I smiled at him in thanks and walked toward the door. He caught me by surprise when he opened it for me. Wow a gentleman. I smiled and whispered “thank you” as I walked by. He smelled so good, and he was really tall. Those eyes look even better up close. What’s going on with me?

“you’re welcome” he whispered back. What a beautiful, sweet voice. I smiled at him one last time before I shyly looked away and headed out of the building.

I don’t know what’s going on with me, but I need to chill out. I’m here to study not to fall for handsome, tall, gentlemanly guys with sweet smiles and beautiful eyes. No, there is no time for that Kim keep your head in the game. I rushed to the nest building for my college algebra class, hopefully I could concentrate more in this class.

Joel (POV)

Wow she’s cute, I thought. As I opened the door and she walked by me. She smelled nice, and she had such a sweet smile. Her big brown eyes were so expressive, and I could see a cute pink tint on her cheeks as she looked down shyly.

“you’re welcome”, I told her. She smiled at me one last time before she rushed off. Her backpack seemed heavy. As I stared after her, I caught myself off guard. It’s the first time I see a girl and truly admire what I see. Since that day, I haven’t been able to look at a girl and truly see them. Dam Cindy sure did a number on me. That’s a first too, thinking her name not feeling like I’m dying inside. So, I guess it’s true what they say, time does seem to heal. Although some wounds are too big and what she did broke me, and I feel like I’ll never be the same.

Zabdiel brought me out of my thoughts as he rushed us all out of the room. This was the only class we had been able to get together the rest of the day we would be split off. We all walked in our own direction saying to meet up for lunch at noon. I waved at them and headed for my biology class. I kept thinking of that cute girl. I don’t know why she made such a big impression on me.

I need to be careful; I will never give another girl the power to hurt me again. Ya, she’s cute but so what. Noting will ever happen, I’m here to study.

---------------------------------Later that day-----------------------------

Kim (POV)

The rest of the day was uneventful, I didn’t see the curly haired boy anymore. Not like I wanted to or anything.

I was supposed to call my mom an hour ago, but the bus was so crowded and stuffy, people pushing and shoving by. It wasn’t the best time for a phone call, and now she was busy at work I would have to do it before going to bed tonight.

I was staying at a small room attached to the little cafe where I was working part time. Dona Maria, the owner had been kind enough to let me stay rent free as I helped her when I finished my classes. She was a sweet lady, who knew how to make a mean Tres leches cake it was our most popular for a reason. I quickly changed into more comfy shoes, put my apron on, washed my hands and walking to the kitchen.

“hola como le a ido dona”? I asked her (how has it been going).

“bien mija, very busy this morning grasias a Dios”. She answered as she poured some coffee.

“A ti, ¿cómo te fue?”, she asked. (How did it go for you).

“bien Tambien, it’s gana be a busy semester for sure, but I can’t complain”, I said as I placed more pastries in the display case.

“Make any friends yet?” she was wiping away the countertop, we had fallen into a routine already after 2 weeks of working with her.

“No not yet”, I chuckled. “But soon I hope”.

“I’m sure you will linda”, she was always so sweet. As some new customers walked in I rushed off to take their order. 4 hours of work, and then I would be able to go back to my room and get started on my homework. It was going to be a very busy semester for sure.

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Joel (POV)

“Mom I’m home”. Zabdiel, Richard, Chris and Erick all came in behind me. As soon as I walked in the door a delicious smell hit my nose. She was making enchiladas verdes, my favorite!

”como les fue chicos?”, my mm came in with her hair pulled up into a messy bun and her zebra print apron on.

“Bien mami, we got some good classes”. Each of the guys gave her a hug, Chris picked her up and spined her around.

“Your cooking is the best mom”, he placed her back on her feet, she was already in a fit of laughter by the time he let her go. All the guys called her mom, it was weird at first, but now I was so used to it. She’s been a mom to all of them and its nice to see they love and appreciate her as such.

All the guys rushed into the kitchen already serving themselves I could tell. I gave my mom a hug too and kissed her cheek.

“Como te fue hoy ma?” (How was your day today) I asked her, “do you like your new work schedule?”

“Si mijo, its so much better, Como te fue a ti?” (How did it go for you).

“bien Tambien, its going to be a busy semester”, we walked to the kitchen together.

“I’m glad mijo, now come on and eat before these boys finish everything”, she laughed as she walked ahead to serve me a plate. I took it from her and sat down, Chris was already stuffing his face before I had even tasted my food. I looked around and smiled, moments like these were what kept me going. This was my small family and I loved it.

[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

[theravenclawlover]

fluff prompt 3 & 11 + smut prompt with chris from cnco😩😩😩 in my Chris feels rn but any cnco boy is fine !!

Of course! You got it 😌😌

Warning: +18 only! I will block any minors

(Christopher Velez x AFAB!Reader)

It was a lazy Sunday. Nothing to do but just watch the day pass by as you and Chris laid in bed. He was usually working non-stop but today had been a lucky day because he didn’t have to go anywhere. You two had decided to just open the blinds and watch the bright blue sky. The only times either one of you had gotten up from the bed was to use to bathroom or open the door to pick your food delivery.

You turned and tapped your phone screen and saw that it was five thirty in the afternoon. You groaned and you turned again cuddled into Chris’ bare chest. Both of you had opted to sleep naked the night prior because it had been too hot to even consider clothes and cuddles. So it had been no clothes and cuddles.

“I’m so going to regret not doing anything today by tomorrow,” you said in a mumble. You felt the vibrations of his laugh as he moved to wrap his arms around you.

“No you won’t,” he said. “I’ll make sure you don’t.”

You looked up at him with a grin.

“And how do you plan on doing that, mister?” You asked.

Chris moved around so he now was on top of you and you were right underneath him, nestled between his arms.

He looked down at you, eyes glancing over your naked body as the blanket was now all on his lower back. He leaned down and kiss your lips softly. Your hands instantly went to his hair and softly pulled on it making him groan.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered against your lips. “So fucking beautiful. Una persona espectacular.”

You laughed as you shook your head. You were aware of his intentions, he always did the same thing when he wanted to have you. He would butter you up with kisses and compliments until you were kissing him in need.

“Flattery will get you nowhere, mister,” you said as you rolled your eyes.

Chris just laughed and bent down for another kiss which quickly moved to your jaw and then neck. When he found the sensitive spots by your ear, he left a mark there.

“I’d like to prove you wrong.”

You held back a moan as his mouth latched onto your neck as he began to leave hickeys there for you to look at the next day while he was gone. To be reminded of the day before where he had turned into nothing but a mess.

Which it was almost embarrassing admitting how fast he was doing it.

“Babe,” you moaned as one of his hand began to massaged your thighs, working you up with mere touches.

He hummed as his mouth never left your neck, collarbone, or chest area. He was taking his time to leave you stamped with his mouth.

He pulled back just as his fingers began to tease your already wet pussy. Your hips jolted at his touch.

“Have I told you how much I miss you when I’m at work,” he said against your lips. His eyes watching you react at his touch. Your eyes were battling to not close as the feeling of his fingers just memorize you had you dizzy. “How I miss looking at you get lost in pleasure while I tease you, or fuck you?”

You moaned just as your hips jolted again. He grinned.

“There’s nothing that pleases me most than watching you cum around my fingers, my tongue, my cock, or better—” my kissed your lips, “—my thigh when your really needy.”

“Fuck,” you whispered as one of his fingers slid in. His grin turned into a full smirk as you began to moan at the feeling of his finger slowly fucking you.

“Look at that,” he pulled his hand away showed you how wet it was. “For me?”

You wanted to roll your eyes at his cocky behavior but he pushed two of his fingers in and your let out a whine as his fingers began to fuck you again.

“Pretty,” he kissed your lips. “So fucking pretty.”

His fingers were slowly bringing you to the edge and he knew it. He would speed up his pace, he would have you whining, and the he would stop. Only to pick up the slow pace again.

“Chris,” you whined as your hips began to turn restless. He chuckled.

“Patience,” he said, a dark glint behind his brow eyes. “Soon you can have what you want. We have the rest of the afternoon, sweetheart.”

You moaned louder as his fingers continued their pace. He was going to be the death of you.