Zobeida De Jesus was the 20-year-old sister of Zabdiel, a member of CNCO. She was by no means riding her brother's coattails, already a successful actress in a tv show called 'Shadowhunters'. This firey, headstrong, Latina moves to Ecuador with the...
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ChristopherBVelezM |
She talked me into it
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He's gonna have such nice skin for tomorrow's show
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"How long do I need to keep these on?"
Christopher walked around the tour bus with green gel pads underneath his eyes. Zoe giggled, watching him poke at them while looking in the mirror to examine himself. "You can take 'em off, I got you a charcoal mask." She hopped up on the sink he was standing in front of, a green tea mask already on her face. He peeled the sticky items off of his skin, flinging them into the trashcan. "Come closer,"
Zoe motioned him closer with her index finger, squeezing some grey paste onto her fingers. Christopher huffed, stepping in between her legs. Out of reflex, she wrapped her limbs around his torso. She carefully painted the mask onto his face, thankful that she'd forced him to pull his hair back with a sports band. He analyzed every move she made, staring at her through the bottom row of his eyelashes.
"You know, this is my first mask." He stated, idly running his hands up and down her sides to keep himself preoccupied. Christopher's innocent look quickly turned into a seductive smirk, Zoe regarding his shift in mood warily. "Hmm, you're taking my face mask virginity." Zoe let out a startled laugh, smacking his shirt with her messy hands. He chuckled, wiggling his hands along her waist. She squealed, trying desperately to get out of his grip. "No no, you started it." Christopher took a squirt of shaving cream off of the stand beside them, smearing it across her chest.
