Guys My Age ~ Christopher Velez

Needy Boy

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We decided to try out Death Note and there's no regret

Thanks for the recommendation, Porter

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"Amor, you make it difficult to focus on the show."

Christopher whined, glancing at the woman beside him in bed. She only had on a black bra and underwear set, something she found rather comfortable with her growing stomach.  Her set wasn't lacy or anything ridiculously revealing. But Christopher found her sexy no matter how much or how little clothing she was wearing. She could be wearing ten layers and he'd still find it next to impossible to keep his hands off of her. Hell, he didn't make it easy either in a pair of black sweatpants and nothing else.

"Lo siento," Zoe apologize, giggling while throwing a blanket over her body. She rests her head on his chest, fingers absentmindedly tracing his ab muscles. His body quivered involuntarily under her touch, a result of her astronomical effect on him. "This is actually pretty good," Zoe added in her opinion on their choice of a tv show, taking a piece of beef jerky from the bedside table. It was one of her new cravings that they'd added to her list. Austin had suggested they watch Death Note a million times over the past month, but they'd just now decided to watch it as they'd promised.

"Si, I like it." He agreed, kissing her forehead without ever taking his eyes off of the tv. His arm was wrapped around her with one hand resting protectively on her stomach, just like it usually was. "Maybe Porter knew what he was talking about," Christopher grinned, having grown fond of the artistic boy who'd painted his daughters' nursery. Zoe hummed, curling into Christopher's side a little tighter than she had been. "You okay?" He questioned, pulling her halfway on top of him as the credits rolled. 

She raised herself up by placing her hands on either side of his head, hovering carefully over his body. "I'm good," Zoe smiled, brushing her nose against his. Christopher's lips turned up at the corners, supporting her with one hand and cupping her face with the other. "I'm perfect," He pushed himself up to close the distance between them, her body gently collapsing into his. Their lips molded together by muscle memory as they'd done a thousand times before, with plans to do it a million more. She sighed softly when he pulled away, neither of them bringing themselves to open their eyes yet.

"Correction, now I'm perfect."

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Needy boy facetimed me from the kitchen just so he could watch me get ready while he cooked

And I love him so much for it

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"Babe, I have to admit, I kinda like the stubble."

Zoe dragged her finger along Christopher's jawline, delighting in the rough texture of his non-shaven face. Christopher smirked, squeezing her hips from underneath her shirt. She squirmed in his grasp, something that only made him gigglier. He finally stopped tickling her when she shouted about having a weak bladder, both of them laughing in perfect harmony. Zoe shook her head in exasperation from beside him on the couch, staring at him with nothing but love in her eyes.

"I don't. It makes it harder to kiss you," Christopher kissed the back of her hand, pushing himself off of the couch. He was right, the hair on his face scratched her body whenever and wherever he kissed her. "I'm gonna go shave," Zoe forced herself to sit up, watching her boyfriends grey sweatpants disappear around the corner into the hallway. They did everything together but in a healthy way, not like how Zabdiel and Madison were when they were together.

Speaking of, Madison had tried a few times to get Zabdiel to take her back but once the press leaked that she'd also been cheating on him, it was an obvious no. It had taken everything in Zoe's pregnant hormonal body not to track Madison down and beat her to a pulp. Instead, Zoe had secretly been trying to hook her brother up with her former co-star, Kat. She caught Kat and Zabdiel flirting a little when the redhead had come to visit before quarantine started. Christopher was in on it, well more like he was forced into it, but he contributed nonetheless. 

"Amor?" Christopher called out to her from the guest bathroom, which he'd been shaving in since it was closer to her. As she said, he was insanely protective over her and her pregnant status. "Can you come here for a second?" Zoe stood carefully from the couch, waddling slightly down the hallway until she finally reached the bathroom. She entered the room with raised eyebrows, looking up with an expectant expression.

"Si?" Zoe raked her gaze over his freshly shaven face, smiling softly. "Cara de Bebe," Babyface. She teased him, leaning on the doorway. Christopher fake glared at her, grabbing Zoe by her waist. He pulled her in his direction until she was flush against his body, smiling down at her. "What did you need, mi Vida?" Zoe whispered, hooking her arms around the back of his neck. Christopher leaned down, gently placing his lips on hers. 

She had the faint taste of strawberries on her tongue from the milkshake she consumed almost every two hours. Everything about her intoxicated Christopher, just like the heat burning from his fingertips consumed her with a fiery passion. He nipped gently at her bottom lip, smoothing his hands along her back. Zoe wound her fingers into his hair, their tounges tangling together in smooth languid motions. Christopher finally pulled back for air, smirking smugly.

"That. That's what I needed,"