CNCO Smut

Just A Little Jealous - Chris

A little jealously never hurt...

Quick Note: school has started back up for me, and some freshman are already trying to burn down the place, so I will be working on stories during the week and try to post them on the weekends. We're gonna see how long that lasts because we all know how horrible I am at posting things on time... For those who have requested stories, I am sorry I take so damn long to post them, but I promise that they will get posted!

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: a jealous Christopher Velez, size kink, teasing, angry sex

Anon: I love your blog 😍😍😍 Your Zabdiel stories are *chefs kiss*. I was hoping if you had time could you do a Christopher Velez imagine with a size kink and jealous sex?

Enjoy some jealous Chris with a size kink <3

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You were at a club downtown with the guys. They wanted a good time and it had been a while since you and Chris went out, seeing as he was still recording music. You put on a nice dress, that hugged your curves but wasn't too tight; you wanted to dance after all, and paired it with some nice, but comfortable, heels coupled with a nice necklace Chris had bought you a few months back. You make sure to check yourself, fixing up some small details before you walk out to the living room, and see Chris sitting on the couch, on his phone as he waited for you.

He noticed you in the reflection of his phone screen as you came up behind him and he turned, eyes going wide. He smiles and stands up, pulling you close and burying his face in your hair. "You look very beautiful," he mumbles. You hum and wrap your hands around him. He pulls away, "Let's go. I want to show you off tonight." You loop your arm around him as he leads you down to the street and hails a taxi.

The rest of the guys were already at the club when you arrived. You guys head inside and Chris takes you to the VIP section and you head to the bar as Chris finds his buddies. You order your drink and take a look around. Once you finish it, you head over to Chris, who was talking to Zabdiel, and he pulls you close. "I want to dance baby," you lean up and run a hand through his hair. He nods as you drag him to the dance floor. You find a spot and turn to face Chris, who smiles.

The song ends and changes into one with more of a provocative beat. You smirk and grind down on Chris, who is eager to grab your waist and pull you closer to him, leaning down to nip along your neck and tug your earlobe, telling you how sexy you looked. When the song ends, you're both sweating both from grinding together and the heat generated from the other people on the dance floor.

"I'm gonna go get another drink real quick, wait here." You tell him over the bass of the new song. He nods and you weave through the other people to get to the bar, ordering water. As you finish and turn to walk back out on the floor when the sea of people moves just enough to give you a clear sight of Chris standing with Zabdiel again, chatting away. You huff and walk into the crowd, dancing along to the beat. Maybe if Chris sees you dancing alone, he'll come and get you.

You dance alone for a couple of songs when you realize that Chris isn't gonna come and dance. You contemplate going over to him but you hold back. You decide to show him what he's missing. You continue to dance alone and when there's a break in the music, you feel a tap on your shoulder, which makes you turn around, expecting to see Chris. Who you saw was definitely not Chris. He was decently handsome, obviously not as handsome as Chris. He offers you his hand and asks to dance.

You know you should decline but he seemed very polite and a little voice was telling you this was a way to get back at Chris. He did say he wanted to show you off and yet he was talking to Zabdiel. If this didn't get his attention, you didn't know what would. You accept his offer just as the song starts to play. It had a nice beat, not too fast and not too slow, a good song for people to enjoy dancing to. You had to give it to this man, he was a good dancer, matching your movements.