Zabdiel would try his best every single night, because he’s worked so hard to get to where he is today. In a successful group and performing for thousands every night on tour. When you told him that you’d be seeing a few of his shows, he felt more pressure. He wanted to make those long periods of time worth it in your eyes. He couldn’t disappoint.
You’d be cheering for him behind the barricades, but you told him you’d wear glow in the dark clothing so he would notice your front row appearance. He was currently on the other side of the stage grinding against the air and you scream as loud as you possibly could. Once he crossed over to your side and landed the ending move, you cheered loudly again. He ran to the edge of the stage to wave wildly at you. You fed off of his excited energy and wildly waved back.
“Mi amor!” He yelled into the mic and you blew him kisses, your eyes watering, because you got to see the love of your life in his element.
CHRIS:
If he wasn’t showing his body online, he was making sure it was seen on stage. Going to his concerts never got old for you. You personally preferred the ballads, because he would always sing you to sleep back at home and sing songs they were working on that ended up coming to a live performance. One that wasn’t in your bed. But, when Christopher got down and dirty with his gestures, you couldn’t complain.
You held onto the barricades for balance, because the whole experience was otherworldly. Seeing regular Chris on stage making those obscene movements you recognized from the bedroom, then looking over and seeing a blown up version of the same thing on a screen for everyone to see…your mouth would go dry.
He’d send you a wink every once in awhile and you knew that meant you were getting it on tonight.
ERICK:
Erick was sassy, sensual, and plain sexy during rehearsals. So watching that be amplified on stage was a true rollercoaster of emotions. He felt the same way you did. He knew every suggestive movement he made, that your eyes would be examining him, and feeling some type of way. He gladly welcomed that feeling into his life by bringing you on the road whenever you could go.
“That’s my bebe!” You hollered as you watched him circle his hips while he sang. When Erick was ready to be a sensual figure, he could switch so quickly. From hype choreo for a chorus to a solo bridge section, he’d turn from a party animal to the man you wanted to take to the sheets within a moment. It astonished you and always made you the proudest girlfriend.
“I’m taking that one home tonight!” You may have had one too many cervezas.
JOEL:
Being newly sprung into this relationship with Joel was a crazy ride. You didn’t want to give up on your feelings, but you hadn’t known each other long when Joel said he had to tour. So you agreed to come on the road with him to get closer and hopefully stay together as an exclusive couple.
Standing in crowds of people who absolutely adored Joel was surreal. You of course knew why they loved him, you wanted him for the very same reasons. One of those reasons was the way he looked when he became a seducing machine on the stage. His allure and perfection of his movements would draw anyone in. Two of the reasons that you didn’t mind going on the road with him.
When he would spot you in the crowd, he always blew you a kiss and mouth “Besitos!”. To which you would always kiss and mouth back.
RICHARD:
Richard would invite you to concerts purely to hype himself up even more. The idea of you watching him succeed excited him and everyone noticed the shift in his performances when he knew you were there for him and watching. He would say that you were his good luck charm and the shows always went better when you came. You knew it was because he would get so excited to see you after long periods of time and typical Richard always wanted to impress you.
Sitting in the first row is something you’ve grown accustomed to in this relationship. You never would have imagined that outcome in your life when you were younger. The music was twelve times louder in front, the lights were fourty times brighter, and your heart pounded a hundred times harder. Especially when Richard would show off the body he was always working to maintain.
“I love you, Richard Camacho!” You screamed along with several hundred people in the same stadium, but he would catch you saying it throughout the night.
Summary: You and Erick had been into each other for ages but never made any moves. Finally tonight was the night you would take him home but things end a little quickly.
Inspired by @emsy55 headcannon
You and Erick had been flirting with each other since you and your ex broke up. You had the biggest crush on him during your relationship but neither of you acted on it until you were single. You were so desperate for the cuban boy to pull you into his bedroom and fuck you but the more the two of you hit on each other, the most you grew actual feelings for him. You didn’t want him to get you so easily so you tried your best to make him work for it. The two of you danced and flirted every time you went out and had a few drunk steamy make out sessions but that was as far as it went...until tonight.
You had spent the entire night dancing with Erick, his hands were on your hips as you moved together. The rest of the crew scattered along the club, you so desperately wanted to take him back to your apartment but you needed to make him beg for it. While your ass was already brushing against him you pushed yourself further into him making him groan in pleasure.
“Keep doing that and I’ll have to take you home,” he moans into your ear.
You blush but you’re so excited to make tonight the night that you turn around facing him and use your leg to continue brushing against him. You could feel him hardening underneath you as he leaned forward to kiss you. His hands moved from your hips, slowly up your body and resting just over your chest.
“You’re getting a bit touchy there Sir,” you flirted. Erick groaned as your hands moved down to tease him through his pants. “What’s wrong?” you asked innocently.
Erick looked at you sternly, “I need you to stop.”
“Okay,” you agreed.
Erick hadn’t expected you to agree so quickly but when you did, he was partly grateful and partly disappointed. You turned around making it seem like you would go back to dancing but just as Erick moved back to dance, you stepped away walking towards the booth you had hired. You leaned on the wall as you joined the conversation with Chris and Richard, talking about some girl they had just met. Turning back to look at Erick, you smirk happily as he adjusts himself in his pants before wandering over to you all.
“Hey bro,” Richard smiles as Erick sits down.
You give him a few moments to relax before you settle on the chair next to him, swinging your legs over his lap.
“What are you doing?” he asks, stressed.
“Should I move?” you ask, letting your legs glide over his lap.
Another moan escapes his lips and you giggle as he holds your legs in place. Luckily for him, neither of the other two boys notice your escapades. Moving closer, you manage to casually run your hands over him delicately keeping him as close to the edge as possible.
“Let’s get out of here,” he pleads, trying to hold your hand, stopping it’s movements.
“No,” you speak in his ear, blowing your breath along his neck. He swallows the lump in his throat, trying his best to stay calm but you can’t keep yourself from holding back anymore, so you stand up.
Clearing your throat, you look at the two boys, “we’re heading home.”
Chris and Richard look to Erick, seeing his red cheeks and immediately understand. The two of them smirk as Richard leans over slapping the back of Erick’s shoulder as he stays seated.
“Dude, get up! She said you’re heading home.” He urges Erick to get up but he stays still, taking a deep breath. “Dude!”
Erick snaps, “I need a minute!”
The two boys look down noticing Erick’s hands covering his bulge and almost burst into laughter but hold it back before scurrying away. You keep your own laughter inside as you take his hands, “come on,” you smile.
Erick takes another deep breath before you make it to your apartment. You’ve worked him up so much, you just know he won’t be able to last long. You decide to tease yourself a little, pushing him on your couch, you pull off your shirt. Erick watches you in anticipation. You both know you have feelings for each other but right now it isn’t about how you feel, it’s about what you need. Straddling Erick, you begin to move your hips along him, the both of you breathing heavily in desperation for an end.
As you grab his face pressing your lips to his, your hips move faster and faster feeling your first orgasm coming. You can feel Erick trying to stop your hips but you figure he is trying to tease you and you’re so desperate to come you keep moving as the moans break free. Too consumed by your own orgasm, you don’t realise when Erick’s legs begin to shake slightly and he bites down on your neck. You realise you had made him finish in his pants and you smile slightly as your breathing calms down.
You can see he looks embarrassed. The both of you had waited so long for this moment to be together and he’s already finished. He had usually lasted so much longer and he was so disappointed that this happened with someone he actually had feelings for. Before he can grow even more angry with himself, you grab his face again and kiss him while moving your hips a little more.
“We should clean ourselves up,” you giggle, pressing your forehead to his. You close your eyes, taking a few moments to be in his company before you stand up walking to the bathroom. “Then I want you to come to bed.”
Erick looks at you surprised. He hadn’t expected you to even want him to stick around but decides to make the move to your guest bathroom. As you change out of your dress and put on the sexiest pajamas you own, Erick heads to the other bathroom to organise himself. Once he’s back to your room he begins to uncomfortably try to settle on your bed. You walk out of the bathroom finding Erick sitting on your bed in jeans.
“You’re going to wear jeans to bed?”
He's too distracted by your outfit, he almost doesn’t believe that he is in this position with you.
“Huh?” he asks, finally bringing himself back to the conversation.
You chuckle, admiring him as you slip into the sheets, “I said are you going to wear jeans to bed?”
“Well what am I supposed to wear?” he asks, as you pull the sheets away signalling for him to get into the sheets.
“Nothing.” you smirk.
Erick blushes slightly as a smile begins to return to his face. Slowly, he starts with his shoes and socks teasingly. You laugh as he turns this entire thing into a strip show when he pulls his shirt from his body, tearing his jeans down slower than any other movement he had made. He covers his cock and only when he stands up straight do you get to see him completely bare. His boxers had been removed already and you bite your lip finally seeing him naked. He stands still for a few minutes as the two of you look into each other's eyes. “Well?” you ask. “Are you getting in?”
“I hope so,” he winks, settling into the bed. Quickly, Erick is back to his usual playful self as he pulls your waist bringing you close to him. Your leg moves over his and you can feel him pressing against your folds. “You know, it’s pretty cold when you’re naked.”
“Do you need to warm up?” you ask.
“Yeah, you got anywhere, I could warm up.” You laugh as you feel Erick line himself up with your entrance and push himself in slowly. “Mmm, right here. Very warm.”
“Oh yeah?” you ask.
“Mmhmm,” he smirks, leaning forward and kissing you as his cold hands move to your ass.
You shiver from his touch but keep your leg around him tightly, excited to finally be in this position with him. Smiling as you clench yourself around him, you bite your lip in anticipation for the moment that you finally do have sex with him.
“Give me a few minutes and I’ll make it up to you,” you smile stroking his face with your thumb as you close your eyes.
“You don’t need to make anything up to me!” You exclaim, stroking his face with your thumb as you close your eyes.
“I’ve been waiting to be with you for so long and then-”
“And then nothing. When we wake up in the morning, we’re going to go so hard, you’ll be happy we slept first.”
Erick looks at you as he plays with your hair admiring you. “Trust me baby. I’ll make it up to you as soon as you aren’t too tired.” You giggle at him pecking his lips before moving into his chest. Erick kisses the top of your head before the two of you drift to sleep still wrapped up in each other.
