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♥️47 w/ Nico Hischier… please and thank you
this is inspired by the return of the moustache but fuelled by my brain being fried from uni so the smut is mediocre at best🤠thank you for requesting!
47. "You heard me. I want you to sit on my face."
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To be perfectly candid, you were less than subtle about admiring your boyfriend’s new look for the off-season.
But, as his girlfriend, it was your right to helplessly ogle your boyfriend after he decided to shave the rest of his beard short and leave his moustache to be accompanied by some stubble. Add in the fact he had still put off cutting his hair—thank every fucking superior being for that one—and had a new glow about him since the stress of the hockey season was finally off his shoulders, it was impossible not to stare.
He was just so pretty and he was all yours. And, yeah, you really fucking missed staring at Nico’s face with no practices or games or meetings getting in your way.
It just never occurred to you that Nico would ever call you out on the blatant way you would ogle him since he brought back the moustache, which is why his words completely caught you off guard.
“What?”
Nico grinned at you, so fucking smug and sure of himself as he placed his hands on his hips like you were talking about the weather. “You heard me,” he said, his voice low and sweet and far too fucking melodic for you to really concentrate on his ego when he sounded like that. “I want you to sit on my face.”
You blinked, standing in the doorway between your shared bedroom and the joined ensuite bathroom. You stared at him, your mind whirling with a million different thoughts but you couldn’t bring yourself to say a single word.
“Been thinking about it all week,” he continued as he started to close the distance between you, his eyes glinting with an emotion that made your stomach twist in desire. “I’ve seen the way you’ve been looking, baby. Tell me you haven’t thought about it too.”
“I—” You stuttered out, your face burning in response. Because truthfully, you had been thinking about it. But your thoughts had been based around Nico pinning your hips to the mattress, to settle between your legs and to let you feel the scratch of his beard across your sensitive inner thighs until you were left begging and panting and whining for more.
It never crossed your mind for you to be the one on top.
“Just want my pretty girl on top of me,” Nico hummed as he reached for you, his large hands engulfing the back of your head and it made your brain short circuit for a few moments. “Let me have a taste, hm?”
“Nico,” you murmured, and the hesitancy was clear in your voice. “I don’t know if it’s a good idea—”
He frowned. “Why not?”
“I–” You let out a noise before shrugging. “What if I squish you or—”
You barely had a chance to react to the snort he let out before his hands dropped from your head, reaching for your thighs and lifting you into his arms with an ease that didn’t feel human at all. You blinked, left speechless as Nico shamelessly grinned up at you, walking back towards the bed with you in his arms.
“I can handle it, baby,” he said, squeezing the fat of your thighs as he emphasised his point. “Now, be a good girl and sit on my face, hm? Wanna fucking drown in you.”
And you really couldn’t be blamed for being unable to say no to those pretty brown eyes staring up at you like he wanted to devour you. You could, however, be blamed for that naive voice in the back of your mind that told you that you’d be in control because you were on top.
It took all of five minutes for that belief to crumble the second Nico got his hands on you.
“Fuck,” you let out a high-pitched whine, head tipped back and lips parted as you felt his lips wrap around your clit and suck, humming deeply as he did.
His arms were locked around your thighs, keeping you in position with his hands pawing your ass and guiding your rocking hips. His hair was dishevelled and messy, spread across the pillow like some twisted angelic painting whilst those pretty brown eyes were now glued to you, watching as he licked and sucked and kissed every single noise out of you.
His chin and lips were glistening with your release, that moustache fucking soaked and his tongue branded with the taste of you—and fuck, Nico truly believed he was in heaven. Because that was the only reasonable explanation for this: for the sight of you on top, your hips rocking and your soaked cunt at his mercy, your hands squeezing your tits and your mouth moaning his name.
It was fucking heaven and it made him rock hard in the flimsy shorts he had put on earlier, probably seconds away from busting a load despite not even touching himself once.
His only coherent thought was that he should have shaved earlier if this was what he could gain from it.
“Fuck, Nico, baby,” you stuttered out, all breathy and panting as you reached one hand down to tangle in his hair, tugging lightly as he groaned against your cunt. “Shit, I-I can’t.”
“One more, schat,” he murmured, his warm breath fanned across your core and it made your legs twitch, and it made Nico smile against your cunt in response. “Please, baby, let me taste you. Let me taste my pretty girl.”
And you were fucking putty in his arms, letting yourself tip over the edge as you clung onto the headboard to keep yourself from keeling over.
Yet, all he could think was that he definitely wasn’t getting rid of the moustache anytime soon.
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I LOVE YOUUUUUU
beanie on please ✧.*nh13
pairings: nico hischier x fem!reader
summary: you're entranced by how nico looks in his beanies, you want to try one on for yourself.
warnings: 18+ CONTENT BELOW THE CUT !!! MINORS DNI. (unprotected p in v, captain kink, sexy nico)
a/n: not proofread yet!
if there’s one thing about nico, it’s that he’s gonna have a beanie on. something about the way the black beanies make his brown eyes look dark with lust and thrill.
you always mess with nico, trying to yank it off his head to place it on yours. the beanies are just something that’s been incorporated as a staple in nico’s wardrobe, and make him look wickedly sexy. almost too sexy.
a makeout session has commenced in your and nico's shared bed. the plush grey duvet being tossed carelessly to the bed's perimeter. nico sits upright, while you straddle his lap with legs spread across both thighs. his hands are tangled in your hair, as you stroke his chest.
the black kith beanie sits faultlessly atop his head, small pieces of hair sticking out either side. he looks so adorable, yet so alluring. nico's head sulks down to your neck and plants soft, wet kisses.
you take this as the perfect opportunity to free him of his beanie and place it on your head. you smile at nico innocently, while he looks rather annoyed that you've disrupted the makeout to put his hat on.
"y/n, why?" he asks puzzlingly.
you take the time to adjust the beanie to sit comfortably upon your head and sweetly kiss his cheek.
"just want you to fuck me in this beanie", you pause, "captain."
you draw out the "n" in captain, making nico's face drop and turn his confused stare into a tantalizing one. in one swift motion, nico's flipped you onto your back as he adjusts himself on top of you.
he's quick to unclasp the bra you'd been wearing leisurely around the apartment. he attaches his mouth to your nipple and uses a hand to toy with the other. you let out soft whimpers as he swirls his tongue around the soft peak.
"nico, need you now. please." you moan to him, hoping this is the one time he doesn't feel like making you beg.
"you're right schatzi, you deserve me, now." without warning, nico takes his two fingers directly to your pajama shorts and yanks them down your legs, leaving you bare.
"look so good in my beanie darling, captain's gonna make you feel good."
"yes, please", you whine to nico.
he scoots himself down to your waistline and plants kisses all the way down to your pussy. you mewl and arch your back when he bends your knees to spread your legs wide. nico leaves a trail of kisses and hickeys along your left thigh, making you begin to drip with wetness.
"do you want the captain to fuck you? need to hear you say it." nico slightly mumbles while occupied with your thighs.
"yes nico, god! please fuck me." you cry out to him.
unsatisfied with your response, he places a soft nibble on the soft skin of your thigh, "nico? i don't think i said anything about nico fucking you."
you scoff at his cockiness, it was annoying but so tempting.
"need to hear you say it schatzi", nico smirks up at you.
"captain please fuck me. please captain, need you so bad."
"whatever the captain's girl wants, she gets", nico begins to prop himself up and align himself with your sopping entrance.
he rubs his tip through your folds to feel your wetness, "fuck y/n, who's got you this wet, huh?"
you whimper as he slides his dick though your pussy, "you captain, you made me this wet. need you to fuck me captain, please."
nico makes a tsk noise and responds, "my girl, so desperate."
he begins to push his length into your cunt, slowly giving you time to adjust to him. feeling him bottom out, you begin to loudly moan into a pillow.
"no. want to hear you. need to hear you."
you obey nico and turn your head away from the pillow. his pace begins to quicken and his eyes travel to your tits bouncing from his sheer force.
nico feels so good, you've forgotten all about the beanie on your head. putting your hands up to mess with it nico shoots his eyes up to you.
"god schatzi, you look so good in my beanie. look so good with me inside of you. my girl. always taking me so good. such a good girl."
you start to feel everything. the sweat sticking to your head under the beanie, every small movement in nico's thrusts, the obnoxious bouncing of your boobs, and your rapid breathing.
"yes captain, such a good girl for you. gonna cum for you."
nico throws his head back the sheer pleasure and bliss he feels fucking you. the familiar swell in your stomach begins to build and you can hardly keep yourself composed.
"i'm cumming captain, cumming for you."
you let visceral moans and screams leave your throat as you both ride your highs, you feel nico's pace begin to falter as he lets out loud grunts.
"did i do good captain?"
he softly laughs at you while begins to pull out and lay next to you.
"don't ask questions you already know the answer to schatzi", nico places his hand on your abdomen and rests his head on your chest.
he reaches his hand up to his beanie you're wearing and fidgets with the hem. nico places a kiss on your lips and cups your jaw.
"how do you wear my own beanie better than me darling?"
rolling your eyes at nico, you pull the beanie over your eyes and cheeks to hide the shade of red his comment made appear.
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And what if I fell to the floor and started screaming crying?
[24.04.16] vs. washington capitals (c: len redkoles)
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boyfriend jamie headcanons
pairing(s): jamie drysdale x fem!reader
summary: headcanons of bf!jamie!
wc: 447
warnings: fluff!! cute and soft jamie, smut 18+
authors note: hiiii loves!! this is my first request!! so thank you so much for requesting! this is the first time i've ever written for jamie so hopefully i did an okay job!. i really enjoyed writing this!! my inbox is currently open for requests right now, so don't be scared to send anything in!!! like and reblog if you enjoy! as always much love <3
happy reading <3
sfw:
Bf!jamie: Jamie would be the type of boyfriend to always keep you warm, whenever you're cold. His body is like your personal heater. The second he sees your body shake or sees goosebumps on your arms, he's quick to pull you into this body, warming you instantly.
Bf!jamie: Jamie always plans the best dates, each date being better than the other. If it's a night out, or a night in jamie never fails to make you feel special!
Bf!jamie: You're convinced that Jamie is the best gift giver. His gifts are always so personal and heart felt. It's almost like he knows you better than yourself. Your favorite types of gifts from him are small handmade gifts that he makes for you randomly.
Bf!jamie: Jamie gets you flowers every single week, the fresh bouquet always on your counter or outside your door if he's on a road trip. It doesn't matter what type they are, they never fail to bring a smile to your face whenever you see them.
Bf!jamie: You love Jamie's sense of humor, he never fails to make you laugh even when you're having a bad day. You won't say it to him but he's kind of corny, with his terrible dad jokes but youll laugh every single time.
Nsfw:
Bf!jamie: Jamie has always been a soft lover, touching your body in the right places. He always makes you feel special, whispering sweet nothings into your ear while he softly pounds into you.
Bf!jamie: Jamie loves when you mark up his back, how you cling to him when he's hitting the right spots. He loves seeing them in the mirror in the morning, the burn feeling almost as pleasurable in the shower as when you gave them to him. You'd constantly apologize for them being so deep, he'd laugh it off, saying he loves them.
Bf!jamie: jamie loves fucking you in the shower, he loves seeing the water drip down you as he has you pinned against the shower wall, fucking you into obviation. The addition of the water makes the sound of sex louder, hearing the wet slapping of your skins together is enough to make him cum.
Bf!jamie: He loves when you pull on his hair, especially when he's in between your legs. How you grab a hold of his hair pushing his face further into your cunt, moaning loudly for him to keep going.
Bf!jamie: You guys both love soft morning sex. Jamie thinks is the best way to wake up, with him rolling on top of you, entering you slowly. Making soft slow love as the sun comes up.
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Would you write for rempe?🤍
I personally am not the biggest rempe fan, but if people send in some requests I might consider it! 💌
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beanie on please ✧.*nh13
pairings: nico hischier x fem!reader
summary: you're entranced by how nico looks in his beanies, you want to try one on for yourself.
warnings: 18+ CONTENT BELOW THE CUT !!! MINORS DNI. (unprotected p in v, captain kink, sexy nico)
a/n: not proofread yet!
if there’s one thing about nico, it’s that he’s gonna have a beanie on. something about the way the black beanies make his brown eyes look dark with lust and thrill.
you always mess with nico, trying to yank it off his head to place it on yours. the beanies are just something that’s been incorporated as a staple in nico’s wardrobe, and make him look wickedly sexy. almost too sexy.
a makeout session has commenced in your and nico's shared bed. the plush grey duvet being tossed carelessly to the bed's perimeter. nico sits upright, while you straddle his lap with legs spread across both thighs. his hands are tangled in your hair, as you stroke his chest.
the black kith beanie sits faultlessly atop his head, small pieces of hair sticking out either side. he looks so adorable, yet so alluring. nico's head sulks down to your neck and plants soft, wet kisses.
you take this as the perfect opportunity to free him of his beanie and place it on your head. you smile at nico innocently, while he looks rather annoyed that you've disrupted the makeout to put his hat on.
"y/n, why?" he asks puzzlingly.
you take the time to adjust the beanie to sit comfortably upon your head and sweetly kiss his cheek.
"just want you to fuck me in this beanie", you pause, "captain."
you draw out the "n" in captain, making nico's face drop and turn his confused stare into a tantalizing one. in one swift motion, nico's flipped you onto your back as he adjusts himself on top of you.
he's quick to unclasp the bra you'd been wearing leisurely around the apartment. he attaches his mouth to your nipple and uses a hand to toy with the other. you let out soft whimpers as he swirls his tongue around the soft peak.
"nico, need you now. please." you moan to him, hoping this is the one time he doesn't feel like making you beg.
"you're right schatzi, you deserve me, now." without warning, nico takes his two fingers directly to your pajama shorts and yanks them down your legs, leaving you bare.
"look so good in my beanie darling, captain's gonna make you feel good."
"yes, please", you whine to nico.
he scoots himself down to your waistline and plants kisses all the way down to your pussy. you mewl and arch your back when he bends your knees to spread your legs wide. nico leaves a trail of kisses and hickeys along your left thigh, making you begin to drip with wetness.
"do you want the captain to fuck you? need to hear you say it." nico slightly mumbles while occupied with your thighs.
"yes nico, god! please fuck me." you cry out to him.
unsatisfied with your response, he places a soft nibble on the soft skin of your thigh, "nico? i don't think i said anything about nico fucking you."
you scoff at his cockiness, it was annoying but so tempting.
"need to hear you say it schatzi", nico smirks up at you.
"captain please fuck me. please captain, need you so bad."
"whatever the captain's girl wants, she gets", nico begins to prop himself up and align himself with your sopping entrance.
he rubs his tip through your folds to feel your wetness, "fuck y/n, who's got you this wet, huh?"
you whimper as he slides his dick though your pussy, "you captain, you made me this wet. need you to fuck me captain, please."
nico makes a tsk noise and responds, "my girl, so desperate."
he begins to push his length into your cunt, slowly giving you time to adjust to him. feeling him bottom out, you begin to loudly moan into a pillow.
"no. want to hear you. need to hear you."
you obey nico and turn your head away from the pillow. his pace begins to quicken and his eyes travel to your tits bouncing from his sheer force.
nico feels so good, you've forgotten all about the beanie on your head. putting your hands up to mess with it nico shoots his eyes up to you.
"god schatzi, you look so good in my beanie. look so good with me inside of you. my girl. always taking me so good. such a good girl."
you start to feel everything. the sweat sticking to your head under the beanie, every small movement in nico's thrusts, the obnoxious bouncing of your boobs, and your rapid breathing.
"yes captain, such a good girl for you. gonna cum for you."
nico throws his head back the sheer pleasure and bliss he feels fucking you. the familiar swell in your stomach begins to build and you can hardly keep yourself composed.
"i'm cumming captain, cumming for you."
you let visceral moans and screams leave your throat as you both ride your highs, you feel nico's pace begin to falter as he lets out loud grunts.
"did i do good captain?"
he softly laughs at you while begins to pull out and lay next to you.
"don't ask questions you already know the answer to schatzi", nico places his hand on your abdomen and rests his head on your chest.
he reaches his hand up to his beanie you're wearing and fidgets with the hem. nico places a kiss on your lips and cups your jaw.
"how do you wear my own beanie better than me darling?"
rolling your eyes at nico, you pull the beanie over your eyes and cheeks to hide the shade of red his comment made appear.
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I love all three hughes brothers honestly …i mean there is something unique about each one of them
Quinn : i love his quite nature , the way he respects others and the occasional smiles that he gives us …..especially in his post match interview , i mean all u want to do is cuddle this man and kiss the red marks on his face. He gives great dad energy and totally a husband material ….he is shy in front of everyone but with you he can become flirtatious and freaky.
Luke : with all due respect ,out of all three brothers..luke looks the most fuckable …..his height,curly hair,veiny arms ,puppy eyes ….i mean who wouldn’t want to wake up next to messy hair , half naked luke . I think he likes having fun in his younger years but when he finds The One ,he will pamper her like no one can.
Jack : a lot of people like jack,s long hair but honestly i think he looks way better in shorter hair , i mean we all know that can be a bit egoistic and witty but thats what makes him sexy . He,s cute and he knows it ….honestly I don’t think he will settle anytime soon but his type is pretty clear (blonde,thin and fancy ) he is not going to settle for someone normal.
Absolutely no lies detected here.
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QUICK NICO SMUT TONITE!!!!!
#lov1ngdrysdale#hockey fanfiction#nhl players#jamie drysdale#luke hughes#jack hughes#nico hischier#nico hischier smut#nj devils
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he's serving jawline, he's serving soft smiles, he's serving chain peeking out enticingly from under his shirt...
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Sorry guys! I impregnated him and he’s gonna have a c-section. My bad.
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this means so much to me
oh i love them so much 🥹
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DON’T BLAME ME | MARK ESTAPA
nora’s bday celly | fem!reader x mark estapa
summary: in which someone runs there mouth about you on the ice and mark doesn’t let him get away with it. (1.0k words)
warnings: mentions of fighting/blood, injuries, angst with an adorable ending
author note: i love mark estapa!!
A roar of cheers erupted from the crowd at YOST Ice Arena. Your brows furrowed as you stood up, trying to catch a glimpse of what was happening on the ice. People crowded around you in the suite— Mark had gifted you the tickets before the game.
“Is that Mark?” A boy asked, turning to his friend. His friend nodded with a chuckle in response.
Your heart dropped.
You pushed to the balcony of the box as your eyes widened. On the ice stood Mark and a player from Michigan State. Mark held onto the boy’s jersey whilst he threw bare knuckle punches at him. The camera of the jumbotron zoomed in which only emphasized Mark’s furious features.
“What’s going on?” Alison asked from behind you. Her hand rested comfortably on your shoulder. “Oh my god.” Her voice trailed off.
“Yeah,” your voice was barely above a whisper as you responded.
Blood dripped from Mark’s nose— the Michigan State player had caught him square in the nose with a strong fist. However, the rest of the blood splattered on his face and jersey was from the player below him. Viciously, he hammered his fist into the boy’s face repeatedly. Referees and players from both teams crowded the two, tugging at Mark’s jersey in an attempt to stop him.
Finally, one of the referees planted both of his hands on Mark and forcefully pulled him away. As he was escorted towards the penalty box, he began shouting at the player who was uncontrollably bleeding.
“Don’t you ever talk about her again!” His booming voice reverberated throughout the arena. Everyone fell silent.
“He’s talking about you.” Alison said. You both exchanged a shocked glance at each other.
Your ears began ringing and the hair on your neck stood up. You couldn’t help but blush something fierce as you avoided the judging eyes of everyone around you.
You weren’t embarrassed of Mark fighting— honestly his fighting flicked on a switch inside of you that you recognized all too well- you were merely shocked that he was fighting over you.
What had the Michigan State player said about you?
Luck had seemed to be in your favor as the game had less than two minutes left in regulation. As the buzzer sounded throughout the arena, declaring a 4-2 win for UMICH, you let out a breath that you’d trapping. Quickly, you fled the arena’s suite and into the open halls of YOST.
The echoes of the crowd's cheers were now replaced with the hushed murmurs from individuals waiting outside of the team’s locker room.
You had convinced Alison to head home after the game with many reassurances that you were ok to wait alone. Now you leaned against the cold, painted brick of the arena, picking at your nails in an attempt to silence your whirlwind of thoughts.
“Y/N,” Ethan called out. You picked your head up and sent Ethan a smile.
“Good game!” You cheered as you opened your arms, allowing Ethan to give you a quick hug. “How’s Mark?” Your tone was laced with urgency and anxiety. Subconsciously, you picked at your cuticles, ignoring the burning sensation of pain as you ripped at your skin.
Ethan chuckled, shaking his head with a tight lipped grin. “He’s fine, don’t worry.” His words were assuring and comforting. “But I can’t say the same for the guy he was fighting. He managed to skate to the bench, but he looked pretty banged up as he went down to the locker room.”
“God,” you mumbled. Mark’s gotten into his fair share of fights and scrums, but never one that has injured a player this badly.
“I know. I was surprised they didn’t eject Marky, he dodged a bullet with that one.” he said.
“What happened that made Mark so mad?” Your question hung in the air. Ethan’s face revealed his hesitancy to tell you.
“You should ask Mark that.” He shrugged. With that he nodded his head and left you standing there. It wasn’t his place to say what had happened.
As Ethan’s figure disappeared into the sea of people, you were left to ponder over Mark’s actions. Minutes stretched into what felt like hours as you waited for Mark to emerge from the locker room. Finally, the door swung open and out came Mark. Small cuts adorned his flushed cheeks as well as a dark bruise around the bridge of his nose.
“Mark.” You called out as he locked eyes with you. As you stood before him, your eyes scanned his face. “Oh, babe, you’re all beat up.” Your lips dropped into a frown.
“You should see the other guy.” He smirked, his voice laced with pride. He wrapped his arms around you, bringing you into a bone crushing hug. On your tallest tiptoes, you melted into his embrace.
“Mark,” you began, your voice hesitant, “what happened out there?” He hummed, nuzzling his face deeper into your neck.
“Just some douchebag talking shit.”
You pulled back from the hug, staring deeply into his eyes. “I know there’s more to the story. Everyone heard what you shouted at him.”
He sighs, shaking his head and looking upwards towards the ceiling. “He said something about you that he had absolutely no right to say. It was disgusting and I couldn’t stand there and let him get away with it.” His jaw was clenched as he looked at me with fiery eyes.
You were taken aback by his confession. Mark put himself in harm's way to defend you. Your heart melted into a puddle while your limbs felt like jello.
Suddenly, you grabbed his shirt, pulling him down into a passionate kiss. He slowly began kissing you back, smiling ever so slightly into the intimate kiss.
“Thank you.” You pulled away from the kiss breathlessly.
He grinned in awe of you. His features softened as a pink blush painted his cheeks. “I’d do anything for you.” He admitted quietly.
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