Guys My Age ~ Christopher Velez

I'll Eat Your Burrito

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"Hey, what took you so long- woah..."

Christopher looked up from his phone with a dropped jaw, almost falling off of his bed. Nobody else was currently home, which was a common occurrence. They were almost always on group dates with their significant others. Not that they were complaining, it gave them alone time. Like now, when he looked up to see his girlfriend in a tiny white crop top, barely-there jean-shorts, and thigh-high black boots.

"Holy shit," Zoe giggled, stepping further into his room. She kneeled on the edge of the bed, resting a hand on his chest to steady herself while leaning in for a kiss. "I didn't know you'd be wearing this home," Christopher blew out a short breath, slipping the fingers in the front waistband of Zoe's shorts and tugging. She squealed, falling on top of him. "You always look so beautiful," He nuzzled her throat with his nose, wrapping his arms around her.

There it was again, that knot in their stomachs. Ever since they'd gotten together it was even worse when they were apart. They texted back and forth constantly, sending photos through Snapchat. But, they were never really whole until they were in each other's arms. Which was why they looked forward to nighttime so much. Once everyone was asleep on their wing of the house, they would sneak in one of their rooms to be together. It helped that they were the only two people on that side of the house.

"Who's room do you wanna stay in tonight?" Christopher ran his fingers up and down her spine, delighting in her little shivers of pleasure. "I figured since you get cold that we could stay in yours until I get the heat fixed in here." Zoe propped her chin upon his chest, smiling lovingly. Her nail traced the diamond tattoo he had without looking, something she'd gotten accustomed to lately. Hell, they knew each other's bodies by memory. "Is that okay?"

"I would love to have you stay in my room," Zoe kissed his diamond, playing with the ruby ring on his finger. Christopher gazed down at his distracted girlfriend with pure warmth. "And for future reference, you're the only heat source I need." She teased with pure honesty, feeling his chest vibrate with laughter. God, she loved his laugh. It was infectious no matter what mood you were in.

"Good. Now, how about I order us some Chipotle for dinner?" He wiggled his eyebrows, craving their favorite restaurant chain. She giggled, shaking her head. "I already ordered it on my way home," Christopher grinned childishly, quickly kissing her forehead. She knew him so well, possibly better than she knew herself. He was the same way for her, finding himself handing her things before she could even ask. "You're too good to me, Princesa."

She blushed, carefully climbing off of him despite his protests. Zoe giggled, kissing the tip of his nose. "Relax, I need to change." Christopher rolled onto his feet, following closely behind her. To most people, it would seem like hovering. But, not to them. "Can I have your hoodie?" She grinned cheekily, tugging at the black material he had on. He chuckled, swiftly pulling it over his head and handing it to her.

"What's mine is yours, Princesa." Christopher stated simply, the doorbell going off downstairs. "I'll be right back," He pulled out his wallet, wandering down to get their food. Grinning like an idiot, Zoe stripped down to literally nothing but a pair of loose short-shorts and his hoodie. She knew that her shorts would show everything if she barely moved. That was kinda the point though. Zoe bent over to pick up her discarded clothing, not hearing Christopher enter.

Grinning evilly, he positioned himself behind her and quickly gripped her hips before thrusting once. "Christopher!" Zoe gasped out, almost falling over if it hadn't have been for his hold on her. "You almost gave me a heart attack!" She smacked his chest, or tried to seeing as he was laughing too hard to stay still. Christopher swiped away an amused tear, his lips folding into a smirk a second later.

"Really? Cause that's not what I was planning on giving you-"

"I'll eat your burrito."

"NO-"

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"You better not crash,"

Zoe huffed through a neon green motorcycle helmet, a matching one on Christopher's head. She could practically feel him roll his eyes as he pulled out onto the road. "Thanks for the vote of confidence," He sassed, pressing the gas a little harder. Her hands instantly snaked around his torso, keeping warm against his bare skin. "Uh, Princesa?" She hummed to signal for him to continue. "It's hard to focus when you're doing that,"

She hadn't noticed her nails swirling patterns into his abs, but instantly stopped. "Lo Siento," Zoe apologized, deciding it would be best if her hands were over his shirt instead. Christopher let out a relieved breath, the two riding in comfortable silence for another twenty minutes until they reached their favorite hole-in-the-wall. "Gracias," Zoe thanked him as he helped her off his new bike.

"Ah, Christopher, Zobeida!" A tiny Hispanic woman made her way over to seat them. "The usual, yes?" Zoe nodded, her fingers interwoven with Christopher's from beside one another in their booth. His arm found its way around her shoulders, chatting idly while they waited on their order to arrive. It wasn't until they were walking out the door that Zoe paused with a realization. "We didn't get the guys anything to eat," Christopher shrugged, leading her to their bike.

"Eh, let them starve."

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Lo Siento - I'm Sorry