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Blame It On The Mistletoe
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Note: Omg I've been gone forever I'm sorry. I felt like writing again to try and help my mood lately, hope you all enjoy this Christmas story
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It was the first Christmas break you were driving home without company, the first Christmas you were waiting alone for the three boys who had been a part of your life as long as you could remember. You pulled into the house you had grown up in and saw a familiar car in the driveway, you were hoping that was a good sign. You hopped out of your car and briskly walked to your front door trying to contain your excitement. You knocked with a smile on your face, with your luggage in hand. The door opened with a squeal from your Mom, she quickly pulled you in.
“Hey Mom,” you squeaked out in her grip.
“I’ve missed you so much Y/N,” she said kissing your cheek. You wiggled out of her grasp and made your way into your home looking around for the faces you had been waiting to see, but none.
“Hey Dad,” you smiled as he took your luggage.
“Good to have you back sweetie,” he said. You continued to walk through your house to see more faces.
“Y/N, you’re back,” you heard. You turned around to see the face of the woman who had become your second Mom.
“Hey, when are the boys coming?” you hugged Ellen.
“I have to pick them up tonight,” you turned to see Jim standing behind you, “figured you would want to come, I waited for you,” he said. This had been a tradition for as long as you could remember. Your family and the Hughes family had been glued together since you were little, you grew up with Quinn, Jack, and Luke, they had become almost like your brothers. Once everyone started going separate ways your families prioritized spending holidays together no matter how difficult it would be.
“Of course I want to go,” you exclaimed.
“How was the trip, sorry Luke couldn’t keep you company this year,” he said.
“Boring but I made it didn’t I,” you laughed. You had wished Luke had been there, he was good car company and had gotten nicer to look at over the years. You went to every single game in college sporting number 43 on your back, once he was gone you felt lost at school, he was your best friend, your college life, he made you who you were.
“Well are you ready then,” he smiled.
“Yes,” you said running to get your shoes back on. You made your way to the car you had so many road trips in, traveled to so many games in, and made so many memories in. You hopped in the front seat eager to get to the airport. You felt as if you were going to explode if you weren’t there any sooner.
Finally, you arrived and saw the three boys waiting. You leaped out of the car before it even came to a stop.
“Guys!” You exclaimed running towards the boys. The three of them pulled you into their embrace. You felt warm, and comforted, you felt at home. They released you from your grip you hugged each of them individually.
“Oh my god you’re freezing Quinn,” you said hugging him individually.
“Y/N, you are always cold you can’t talk,” he laughed. You moved to the next brother.
“You miss me Y/N?” Jack asked.
“No not really,” you teased. He shoved you laughing before you went to hug him.
“I know you did,” he smiled.
“I think she missed me more,” Luke chimed in. You let go of Jack and faced Luke. You stood kind of frozen, you hadn’t realized how much you missed him until you were with him. You missed movie nights in your dorm, you missed your daily meals, you missed studying together, but most of all you missed having him by your side.
“Hi Y/N,” he smiled. You unfroze and squeeze him tight. You slowly felt your feet leave the ground as he hugged you.
“I really missed you, Luke,” you said softly,
“I really missed you too,” he replied. He let go of you as the two of you remained looking at each other, you felt your face heating at the sight of his grin. You two snapped out of your moment and loaded the trunk.
“Shotgun!” Jack yelled hopping in the front.
“I’ll take the middle guys,” you said sliding across the backseat. The car ride was full of conversation between the men, you sat quietly observing, and you couldn’t help glancing at Luke every so often, he was already looking at you.
The three of you piled out of the backseat as you arrived at your home. The moms were waiting outside patiently, and after greeting you all rushed inside. You all had the same plan of getting unpacked before settling in. Once that was down you found yourselves at the famous dining room table, where you had shared so many meals with this family. You all took your usual seats, the Moms at one end, the Dads at the other, and the kids in the middle, you and Luke being the babies on one side, and Quinn and Jack across from you.
“I hope the basement decorations aren’t too much for you boys, we had a party last weekend, and still haven’t gotten to taking them down,” your mom smiled.
“They look lovely,” Quinn said. Jack elbowed him after using the word lovely.
“Decorations Mom?” you said.
“I had the time now that you’re at school,” she smiled. The group of you continued talking throughout the meal.
“Everyone’s all grown up,” your Dad chimed in, “Nice-looking boys Jim,”
“Aww stop it, making me blush,” Jack grinned.
“Little Luke is big Luke now, taller than all of you,” your mom smiled.
“Yeah, Jack,” he said flexing. You rolled your eyes and continued eating trying to hide the blush on your face.
“Hey little Y/N is a beautiful woman now,” Ellen chimed in. You looked up from your plate,
“Well thank you,” you smiled.
“She is isn’t she,” Quinn smiled.
“All grown up,” Jack said getting fake emotional. You rolled your eyes and then looked at Luke.
“She is.” He smiled and then looked back down at his plate. You tried to hide your blush as best you could. After that, the meal had ended.
“Honey you should go see the decorations now,” your mom smiled.
“I’ll look, I didn’t look other than ducking to avoid hitting things,” Luke laughed.
“Can you set up my spot Y/N,” Jack called from being sprawled on the couch in your living room.
“Mine too,” Quinn said lying next to him.
“Anything else your hignesses,” you rolled your eyes. They didn’t answer figuring no. The two of you went downstairs and looked around at what your Mom had done.
“It’s nice she found something to do while you’re gone,” Luke said.
“I wish I could say that about you,” you smiled as you walked toward the closet with the air mattress.
“What do you mean? You can still go to games and stuff,” he said.
“Who will I watch my movies with, movies have been lonely,” you said.
“I know I wish I could be there, but I can’t,” he frowned. You two grabbed the sheets and comforters setting up where the boys would be staying. The two of you stood there looking at your work and continuing to socialize, it felt like college again, it felt like your feelings were Luke were becoming stronger.
“Hey Y/N,” he said quietly. You turned around to face him, you two were almost chest to chest. You looked up at him.
“Yeah Luke?” you asked.
“Look, we are under the mistletoe,” he blushed. You looked up and there it was, you were surprised you weren’t caught under it earlier, it was your Mom’s favorite thing to put up every year.
“Guess we are,” you said blushing as well. You two stood there awkwardly waiting for someone to do something.
“So, Y/N there’s something I’ve been wanting to get off my chest,” he said. You could tell he was nervous. You rubbed his arm assuring he had no reason to worry.
“Go ahead Luke,” you smiled.
“You know those movie nights, and study sessions, and wearing my jersey?” he said.
“Yes, Luke,”
“Wow this is hard, I just, I don’t know how to say it,” he was nervous. You placed your hands on his shoulders rubbing them.
“Relax,” you said getting on your tiptoes before placing a kiss on his lips.
“You knew?”
“I could figure it out,” you smiled. His hands made their way to your back after tucking strands of hair out of your face. Your lips met once more. His hands moved from your back to your thighs. You jumped into his arms and wrapped your legs around him.
“Woah,” he smiled. Your hands met his curls as you two stared at each other smiling.
“Woah what,” you smirked.
“You’re good at that,” he put you down. You two found your way onto the couch Luke would be staying on. He pulled you to his shoulder, as you rubbed his chest.
“Luke, how are we gonna tell them,” you said.
“You think they didn’t see this coming,” he chuckled.
“Shut up,” you said playfully shoving him. He shoved back then pulled your face to his again. You locked your lips with him, slowly wrapping your arms around his neck as he ran his fingers through your hair. You were too busy at the moment you hadn’t even heard footsteps down the stairs.
“Ahem,” Jack cleared his throat, the two of you shot apart and turned to face both Quinn and Jack with his hands on his hips.
“Come on you knew this was coming,” Quinn said rolling his eyes, “Jack made me come down,” he laughed.
“Well,” Jack said.
“Oh come on Jack,” Luke said, “does it make you uncomfortable,” he said pulling you close to him again, pressing small kisses on the top of your head to truly annoy his brother.
“Okay stop,” Quinn said.
“I didn’t expect it tonight okay,” Jack said, “How did it happen,” he was still annoyed.
“Blame the mistletoe,” You smiled.
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Strictly Pleasure - [Timo Meier]
A/N: So color me stunned when I went to the roster of Team Switzerland in 2019 and did not in fact see Timo on it……. Because the Sharks were in the playoffs…. LMAO But you know my entire AU timeline is built on 2019 so we go with it. As promised, the full fic for our unanimous poll winners 🥹
As a warning, I literally was clawing my fingernails into the bench seat editing this morning. Holy fuck. Apparently I was feeling extra smutty this weekend.....
Word Count: 4.3k
The coolness of my white wine glass chills my palm while I bring the liquid to my lips. I take a sip, lips curling up in appreciation of both the wine and the stunning sunset before my eyes. I sit on the patio of a cafe in Bratislava, Slovakia awaiting the arrival of my little brother. I am the only member of my family who has been able to make it over to Slovakia in time to see him compete for our country at the IIHF World Championships. His previous international experience has been at the U18 level, but this year he is competing in the big leagues. We are so proud of him and I feel honored to have the flexibility to see him live his dream this week.
Crowds from various countries line the streets of the capital city, surrounding Ondrej Nepela Arena. Various teams are represented- the three crowns of Sweden, the lion of Finland and one man with the red and white of my home country. I smile at the familiar crest on his chest. He wanders down the sidewalk with sunglasses on, hair perfectly styled in a swoop to the left. Mirrored aviators hide his upward gaze to the awning that spells out the restaurant. He flips his sunglasses up, looking down at his phone, then at the name of the restaurant again. Once confirming, he puts his phone back in his pocket, then stalls his footsteps at the podium explaining the menu options for tonight.
“Go Swiss!” I cheer in my native language at him. He looks up from where he had been studying the menu, nodding in my direction.
“You from?”
“Yes.”
“Me too.”
“I assumed so. You have the accent.”
“You… kind of do?” He chuckles, questioning. His head tilts to the side slightly, thick eyebrows pulling lower over his eyes. “Where are you from?”
“Close to Bern.”
“Ah… that southern dialect can be troublesome.”
“Maybe you just haven’t heard it enough. Should get out of the big city.” He quirks an eyebrow. “Zurich. Clearly.”
“St. Gallen.”
“Same difference.”
“Okay.” He chuckles, shifting as he stuffs his hands in the pockets of his jeans. “This place any good?”
“Wine is good.” I cheers my glass in the air at him. “But other than that, I don’t know. My brother picked the place.”
“Yeah, I am meeting someone here too.”
“Would you like to wait with me? I can buy you a drink.” For some reason, he laughs.
“Buy me a drink?” He nods. “Sure, if your boyfriend won’t mind?”
“No boyfriend. I’m sure your girlfriend will not be much longer though?”
“No girlfriend. If I did, sitting next to a beautiful Swiss woman would likely get me into big trouble.” He murmurs, reaching for the back of the empty chair across from me. As he pulls it out, my brother comes hustling up next to us.
“Oh great! You did get my text about Timo joining us. I’m glad you found each other.” We both pause, connecting the pieces of who we are to each other. I would not have pegged him as a hockey player. He presents so different from the others I have interacted with over my brother’s playing career. “Timo, this is my older sister Emma.”
“Nice to meet you.” He murmurs as he shakes my hand. Our hands fit perfectly together in a polite shake. His fingers drag along every inch of my palm as he pulls his hand back, creating an electric jolt up my arm.
“Yeah…” I trail off, answering my brother. I gulp down a sip of wine. “He was easy to spot.” Nico grins as I stand, wrapping my arms around his shoulders. “Hi.” I haven’t seen Nico for a few weeks. He came home to Switzerland after his season ended, but was running off with all his friends with his new found freedom.
“I am glad you could make it. Mama and Papa are coming tomorrow?”
“Yes, it was the earliest they could get here. I was able to get on a flight from my conference in Berlin.”
“Good. More time together.” I laugh, glancing at Timo who studies the menu across from me.
“Seemed you liked the way the last few weeks were.” I murmur. “Your big sister always coming in last.”
“I’m sorry.” Nico sighs regretfully.
“It’s okay. As per usual, your time is pulled in every single direction.”
“Yes, but you’re important to me. I’ll do better.”
“Good! You can start by buying me dinner. You make the big bucks now!”
“Yeah, you can buy mine too. You make 1st overall money. I’m slumming it down at 9.” Timo and I share a look, chuckling together at Nico’s red, embarrassed cheeks.
“With a flick of a pen, you instantly made more money than your sister has her entire career. You can buy my dinner.” I pile on.
“Stop.” Nico shakes his head with a shy smile. “I will buy you dinner because I love you and that’s it.” I shake my head, looking over at Timo.
“Nico always has to be so sweet to make me feel bad for teasing him.”
“You need to get meaner Nico.” Timo laughs. “Your sister is more intimidating than you.” I scoff at him, then smirk.
“Certified man eater.” I confirm. “You better be careful.” He sucks his cheeks in for a moment, scanning his eyes along my body. Then he shakes his head.
“I like a challenge.” He winks. I pause, recognizing his interest, sliding my gaze over to my little brother who seems to be contemplating between two entrees. I lick a drop of wine off my lips after taking a sip. Timo’s blue eyes stay there, then fall back down to the menu in front of me.
The rest of dinner, these small, wordless interactions happen. He brushes my hand while handing me back my filled water glass. We steal looks at each other whenever Nico isn’t looking. Most of the conversation is driven by us towards each other. Nico seems content to listen, happy to see us getting along so well after inviting a stranger to sibling bonding. I am thankful he did. Timo and I are vibing, conversing and joking like we have known each other for years, not less than two hours.
Nico pays the bill, making a huge show of treating us with his black Amex.
“Flaunting your wealth is tacky Nico.” I scold. He scoffs at me, waving me up out of my seat. I toss my arm around his shoulder, pulling him in for a forced hug. “I love you. Thank you.”
“I love you, buddy! Thank you!” Timo says too, coming in to the other side so Nico is sandwiched between us. I giggle hard, tilting my head back towards the dark sky while doing so. Timo’s hands grip my sides as we squeeze Nico harder. I fold my fingers over his arms too, feeling the soft material of his sweatshirt. When I open my eyes all I can see is Timo. His beautiful blue eyes sparkling with joy. His big smile and scrunched nose indicating how much fun he is having with us.
“I could use another drink.” I hear myself say to him directly. He nods immediately, releasing from our packed hug.
“We have a bar in our hotel. Are you staying there too?” Timo asks casually.
“Oh! Yes! Let’s go.” I exclaim. “Neeks?”
“Maybe. I’m tired, but I’ll see how I feel when we get there.”
“Okay.” I shrug. No offense to Nico, but I wouldn’t be disappointed if he didn’t come.
“How are we feeling about the game tomorrow?” I ask the boys as we walk the cobblestone walk way.
“Good. We’ll get it done.” Timo says confidently. Nico echos that though a yawn.
His yawning continues through our first round of drinks until he is almost falling asleep sitting up in his chair where we sit at a space in the bar, backing up to the lobby.
“Nico, just go to bed.” I chuckle.
“Yeah I am going to head there.” Nico sighs after a yawn. He looks over at me. “You too?” I bite my lip, shaking my head.
“I’m not tired. I stay up late for a living.” Nico shrugs his shoulders. “Goodnight.” He stands up.
“Goodnight baby brother.” I tease him as he heads across the lobby to the elevators. “Sleepy good!” I take a sip of my wine, then settle my brown eyes on Timo who still watches with those interested eyes. “Are you tired?” I wonder.
“No.” He says then takes a sip of his drink. “A lot more interesting things are happening down here than in mine and Fiala’s room.” A shiver runs from the base of my neck down my spine pulling my chest tight with flattery.
“You like to stay up late?”
“Mhm.” He answers around another sip of his drink. He licks at his top teeth afterwards, bringing my eyes back to his lips. “Kinda have to in this job. What do you do?”
“I own an event planning business.”
“Oh fancy, Ms. Entrepreneur.”
“I went to college and everything.”
“Impressive. Maybe I should hire you to run my charity golf tournament.”
“I could do that. But it depends.”
“On?”
“What happens between us tonight.” A slow and sexual grin rolls across his lips. He likes my boldness. My heart fluters excitedly in my chest. I love this part, getting gorgeous and powerful men to give into what has been brewing between us. “I have a strict line between business and pleasure. I’m sure you can understand that in your line of work.” Timo nods, looking lost in a previous mistake.
“That is fair.” He tilts his head. A few teammates walk through the lobby, shouting a hello at Timo. He gives a brief wave, then focuses back on me.
“Any chance I could convince you to go somewhere private to discuss further your personal and professional qualifications?” There is nothing professional about his request.
“Where would you suggest?”
“Maybe your room?” I pretend to contemplate, leaning back in my chair while studying him with scrutiny.
“What would we do there?” I ask him, dragging out the vowels in my words. I slowly run my tongue along my lips, gathering his attention there.
“You can tease me some more with that mouth.”
Forward. Bold. Going in for the kill, just like I hoped.
“Our drinks?” He pulls his wallet out, tossing cash onto the table. He stuffs his wallet in the back pocket of his jeans and stands. He holds his hand out for me. I stare at the warm, welcoming skin of his palm. I know what taking that hand means. I know this is dangerous territory, but Timo is a temporary teammate of my brother. It’s not like he is in New Jersey with him full time.
I slide my fingers gently into his hand, then clasp it as he lifts me into a standing position. He weaves our fingers together, palms cupping each other as we walk silently to the elevator. He pulls me in behind him, then turns expectantly at me.
“Four.” I tell him. He presses the button and the doors close.
“You do this often?”
“Yeah. You?”
“Plenty.” His eyes drag ravenously from my face down my body. He nods in surprised appreciation. “I won’t tell you I love you after, if that’s what you’re worried about.” He chuckles.
“You look harder to get than that. What are the rules?” He asks as he turns towards me. His hand drops mine, so he can pull my hips flush with his. My eyes flutter at what I feel. Big. Hard. Ready.
“Wrap it up. Don’t you dare finish before me. No butt stuff. And…” I insist, stepping closer. “Nico never knows.” My foot goes between his, rubbing my thigh against his zipper. He exhales a little heavier, hinting at the desire building in his body. The elevator doors open and we step out. I lead the way, sliding the key through and pushing the door open. I walk in first again. He shuts the door behind us then crosses the slim space between us. He whips me around by my wrist, crowding my space immediately. My heartbeat skyrockets in dangerous and needy passion.
“Anything else?” He asks, sliding a hand to the side of my neck. He holds it tight, thumb stroking my cheek. His blue eyes are fierce, ready for whatever waits for us on the other side of my answer.
“What are yours?”
“I don’t want anything serious. You understand that?” He strokes my cheek as he says it as if to soften the blow. He’s clearly had this conversation before with other women. He’ll figure out I’m not like them soon enough.
“Completely.”
“Are you on the pill?”
“Yes.” I laugh. “Are we going to fuck now or keep playing 20 questions?” I slide my hand down to the button on his pants. He laughs too, pausing as he bites his bottom lip.
“What are your thoughts on cuddling?”
“Hell no.”
“My kinda girl.” He whispers then closes the gap between our faces.
His lips on mine create an explosion that rocks me to my core. I exhale into his mouth in a moan. He runs his hand through my hair then down my body. It wraps around my waist and he lifts, practically tossing me up onto the hotel desk. The lamp shade rattles against the wall. His hands come to my shirt, lifting. Our lips part for a moment, then reconnect with tongues. Wetness pools in my panties, almost soaking them through.
One of his hands comes up to my breast, squeezing it, then finding my nipple and thumbing it over my bra. I sigh happily into his mouth, then fist his shirt in my hand. His shirt joins mine on the floor, then I reach for the button on his pants. It snaps apart easily. I jerk his zipper down until it’s completely open. His cock is hot and seeping in his underwear. I pull back from his mouth, looking down as he unclasps my bra. The straps slack along my arms. He pulls them the rest of the way off, then takes me in.
“Beautiful.” He mumbles, tugging my hips so I slide closer to him on the desk top. “So, so beautiful.” He repeats against the warm skin of my chest. His lips kiss down vertically, until he gets to a tight nipple. He makes eye contact with me as he sucks it into his mouth. His tongue strokes upwards too, making my jaw unhinge for a moment. “You had so much to say earlier, now you’re quiet? Gonna have to change that.” He whispers, then sucks my nipple deep into his mouth, working it over, sending darts of pleasure to my clit. It aches to be touched, missing out on his skilled mouth and fingers.
“Oh.” I pant. He smirks into my breast.
My fingers find the waistband of his underwear, tugging it back from his skin so his cock rises to rest on his belly. His red tip is oozing down the edge of his head. I bite my lip, then my head knocks back into the lamp as his tongue strokes my other nipple into submission.
Fuck, this is incredible. He knows exactly what he is doing. When to push, when to pull away, how to tease and reward. He will be worth any future punishment. My hands shove at the waistbands of his bottom layers until they work down his strong hips. He steps out of them, grabbing a condom in his jean pocket, then kicks them off to the side. I lean back on one palm grinning. He lets me take him in, every delicious curve and edge of his muscular body made perfect from hockey and hard work. His big hands cup my breasts, rolling his thumbs over the stiff peaks in unison.
“Oh that feels sooo good.” I moan appreciatively. I run my free hand through my hair. He watches my face, playing with me more until I am embarrassingly close to coming without him even being inside of me. “I need you to fill me up.”I demand breathlessly. He bites his lip.
“You’re so fucking sexy. You can tell me what to do all night, Emma.”
“Just call me Em.” I laugh. “Emma is so formal.”
“Whatever you want, babe.”
He unbuttons my jeans, then pulls them off my legs. He admires my black, lace panties, seeing the creamy wetness pooling there just for him, then he works them off my body so we are both naked. He picks me up, setting me to the very edge of the desk, then he hands me the condom. I rip the package open with my teeth, gripping the tip, before easing it down his shaft. His eyes close and he sways slightly forward at my hands on him.
He crowds my space, our breath combining together, still smelling like the minimal alcohol we had tonight. One hand goes to my left hip, then the other goes to grip his shaft. He rolls his head through my folds, collecting my soaking juices before he nestles his head at my entrance. Together, we watch him disappear between my swollen lips. He lets out a shaky exhale. He grabs my wrists, putting them on his shoulders, then he lifts me slightly up off the desk, beginning to pump into my pussy.
Tingling explosions burst out down my body. Gooseflesh covers my arms and legs as I take each hard thrust with enthusiastic greed. I kiss along his jaw, grinning at the way I jerk in his arms with each pump. He isn’t handling me like a fragile doll, he is fucking me just like I knew he would. Hard, fast, deep, showing he was built with power and strength for a reason.
“Fuck, Em, your pussy is so good.” He growls into my neck. The sound of skin slapping together increases, becoming disgustingly obvious in the room as he rocks hard into me. “So wet and tight.” He hisses through gritted teeth. My nose bumps into his jaw as I moan on his throat. He turns his face, capturing my lips then fucking up harder and faster into me. My whole body goes tight and rigid, then I fall into my orgasm. Timo fucks me through it, not wavering in his thrusts at all until I collapse onto his chest in surrender. He slows then, kissing my neck as he takes me to the bed. He lays me down, then work himself out of me. I look down at the condom, wondering if we are done.
“Your turn. Show me what you got, Hischier.” I laugh loudly. He sits down on the bed, then falls backwards. He takes my hand in one of his, fingers folding together, helping me maneuver to straddle his lap. I work my hair to one side, then reach behind me to grab his cock in my hand. He hums, then sighs happily as I swallow him whole in one press of my hips. Timo’s eyes literally roll back into his head as I start to move. His hands come behind his head fingers lacing together on the pillow below.
“That’s right. Just lay there princess.” I smirk, throwing my hips back on his cock.
“Funny… gorgeous… talented… where has Nico been hiding you?”
“Practically under your nose.”
“Ah, that’s why I didn’t see it. It’s a little big.” I giggle, then set my hands on his shoulders, rolling my hips.
“Ooo. You know how to fuck.” He praises me. “So good….” He bites his lip, exhaling heavily. “Little more, gorgeous.” He encourages. I comply and he groans. “Mmmm.” His hands snap away from the back of his head. He grips my hips, feeling the roll of them on him. Then two fingers find my clit. I shutter. His other hand comes to my breast, pinching my nipple. “Fuck me until you cum.” He whispers. I moan shakily, then keep bucking my hips down into him. When he senses I am about to release, he works his hips up in little thrusts to help me over the edge.
“Oh!” I cry out, pinching my other nipple.
He gently eases me down, pulling his feet up closer to his butt so his thighs create support for my back. I slump into them. I pant, looking at him on the pillow as he smirks.
“Shit.” I hiss as he forces his cock up deep into me, lifting my weight with his hips like it’s nothing.
“Doggy?” He asks, wiggling his large eyebrows. I nod eagerly.
I’ve never come so hard or had so much fun with a one night stand before. Usually, it’s awkward, bumping into each other and trying to find the right tempo. Not with Timo. It truly feels like we were made for each other. Gone is the insecure way I try to move my body so my partner can see the best angles. Usually, I stay away from doggy. But I am desperate to feel the hard slapping of his balls against my clit.
We both stand. Timo kisses me, tongues flirting within my mouth. Our lips are puffy and red by the time we pull apart. He twists my hips, working his cock between my legs as I bend over in front of him. He lines his latex covered head with my entrance, then pulls me back on his dick. We both groan loudly this time, appreciating the stretch and arousal of each other.
“Gonna be dreaming about this pussy tonight.” He groans, starting to buck his hips again. The delicious slapping has me deliriously groping the bed sheets. His thick cock crams into me thrust after thrust, feeling like he is rearranging my internal organs. A big hand comes to the back of my neck, forcing me down. I groan loudly, shrieking an inhale at how good this angle feels.
“Please.” I hear myself beg.
“Please what, baby?”
“Please make me cum. Please. More. Um! That! Yeah!” I yelp out as his hips snap harder into me. My ass shakes with his powerful thrusts. I turn my face into the comforter, then scream hard into it as a powerful orgasm grips my core and turns me inside out.
“Fuck… I’m gonna cum. Feels so fucking good when you cum.” I shake against his thighs as he finishes in the condom. His hand releases from the back of my neck. He grips the edge of the condom then works his way out of me. Wordlessly, he heads to the bathroom, striping himself and cleaning off. I collapse forward into the bed sheets, curling into the fetal position while my heavy breathing continues. Timo brings a towel back with him, tossing it to me. Afterwards, I throw it onto the floor while he lays back next to me in bed.
“Good job.” I murmur, holding my hand up. He slaps it firmly, then sighs happily.
“That was amazing.” He turns to look at me when he says it. I nod, meeting his gaze. “Any chance you’re available for more of that this summer?”
“No strings?”
“No strings.” He agrees.
“Then yeah. I’m available.” He chuckles.
“We make a good team, tho. Damn.” He rubs a hand over his head. He turns his wrist, looking at the time on his expensive, silver watch. “I gotta go. It’s almost curfew.”
“Yeah, I want to go to sleep.” I admit, stretching out, pushing at his thigh under the covers to move him off the bed. He dramatically rolls off like I kicked him full on. I giggle as he rests his chin on the bed from the floor. His blue eyes soak me up. His hand comes up, poking at my left cheek.
“Your dimples are cute.”
“Thank you.” I murmur.
“How long are you here?”
“Wanna see me again already?” He laughs.
“Yeah. Sex that great is rare. I want you again tomorrow.” Butterflies erupt in my stomach. I roll my bottom lip in my mouth, watching him pull his clothes back on. His last article is the Team Switzerland sweatshirt he zips up to the middle of his chest.
“Okay.” I agree. He smiles gently, then walks towards me.
He kneels one knee on the bed, hovering over the body he wrecked tonight. He kisses me quick, then pulls away. He smells seductive and sultry, like his expensive cologne and me.
“Sweet dreams.” He whispers.
“Goodnight.” I respond. He walks out of the room, closing the door softly during his exit.
I roll onto my back, staring up at the ceiling above me. The butterflies in my stomach expand up into my chest until it feels crammed full. I put my hand over my face, watching back the reel of the night against my black eyelids, ending with the mutual agreement of more.
More this weekend. More even this off-season too. More, more, more because it will be months before I will have had my fill of him.
I’m not sure how we will make it all work. Sneaking around once is one thing, but doing it continuously is another.
I guess this planner is going to have to figure it out.
Because It’s going to be a long, hot summer with Timo Meier.
More Timo and Emma can be found here.
#tm: loving & leaving#Timo Meier x oc#timo meier smut#Timo Meier imagine#hockey fan fiction#nhl fan fiction
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nights like this
nathan mackinnon // mikko rantanen
3.6 k, pwp, getting together, friends to lovers
In all of the times Mikko imagined scoring his fiftieth goal of the season, he never considered how much of his brain and body would be consumed by Nate in its aftermath.
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I have an idea for a piece that I’m so, so, so excited about (and have outlined??? who am I???) but my brain isn’t playing ball.
Do I need content to inspire me? Do I need slutty pictures of Nate to get the gears turning?
Do I need to watch every interview in which Cale or Nate references one another “for research?”
Probably.
#it’s all part of the process#colorado avalanche#nathan mackinnon#cale makar#hockey rpf#hockey fan fiction
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Baby Love Updated
Chapter 7 : Tyler’s First Father’s Day
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#puckingwrites#tyler seguin#tyler seguin fan fiction#tyler seguin imagine#nhl fan fiction#nhl imagine#hockey fan fiction#hockey imagine#it literally took me a year to write this
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Take a Walk on the Wild Side- Journey to the Emerald City - Chapter
Summary- With the drama of Teddy's ex over, Lex and Teddy decided to explore their wild sides.
Warnings- smutty sex; discussions of dominance/submission; everything is consensual.
Previous Chapter - https://starshine-hockey-girl.tumblr.com/post/682609762641297408/final-reckoning-journey-to-the-emerald-city
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Saturday, March 16th- Teddy and Lex’s apartment
Lex bent down and picked the medium sized box before he walked into the apartment he shared with Teddy. It was fairly nondescript with nothing printed on the outside except for the shipping label. He placed it on the kitchen island before he went to the door of Teddy’s office. “Hey,” he said casually as he walked over and kissed the top of his head, “I am home. It’s my turn to cook dinner. Do you want pasta?”
She looked up with a smile, “Hey you! I am stuck in editing hell and have a ton of emails to plow through tonight so I won’t be ready until after six at the earliest. You can do pasta or order in. Whatever you want works for me.”
He walked over and grinned as he looked down at her, "I like it when you are agreeable. It's kind of a turn-on." He bent down to kiss and copped a quick feel of her boobs as she giggled. " I will leave you to your work." He said before he returned to the kitchen to grab a beer. His attention turned to the package and he remembered that he had ordered something online a few days previously. He tore the package open and studied the contents. It was most definitely not his package. The inner package was a glossy black box with the words Naughty By Nature written in red metallic ink across the lid. He opened the top lid, closed it quickly, then opened it again. "Bliss?" He called to her as he carried the box to her office. She turned in her chair to face him. "Do you need to tell me anything?" he asked in a hushed tone.
"No," she replied quickly, "What's in the box?
"You tell me," he continued, "It's from Naughty By Nature. Why would you order something from there?"
Teddy's eyebrows shot up, "They sent a box? I told them no. They sent something anyway?"
"Wait? They sent it to you? You didn't order anything?" he said in surprise.
"Yes, you do know how my job works, right?” she asked in return. He blinked and considered his answer. He had a vague idea of what she did. She had a YouTube channel along with Instagram and some new thing called TikTok. Beyond that, he had no clue about the details of how it all came together beyond the basics of her recording and editing. His forehead creased and Teddy smiled, “It's a conversation for another time. Short answer is that they emailed me to see if I would be interested in a paid promotion post. I discussed it with my team and replied no because sex toys are not really in “my brand” so the offer was declined. I guess they sent it anyway and it was forwarded to me. The real question is why you are worried about it.”
“I’m not….I’m not worried about it, Bliss,” he stammered, “A guy just wonders when a box of sex toys arrives to his girlfriend's attention. I thought we were doing pretty good with what we already have. Pinky and I make a pretty good team, right? We get the job done.”
Bliss stood up and walked over to him. She crooked her finger to beckon him to come closer. He bent down and she kissed him fully. “You absolutely get the job done,” she moaned, “You get the job done every time. I don’t need a box of toys to get my needs met.” She laughed and wiggled her eyebrows, “My man takes care of all my wants and needs.”
He smiled but Lex’s mind swirled with questions, “Teddy has a team? Teddy has a brand?” he thought to himself. He looked at her, tilted and then shook his head in disbelief. This part of her was a complete mystery to him. He couldn’t tell how he felt about it.
“Lex? Earth to Lex,” Teddy called, “What’s going on in that mind of yours?” She stood up and walked over to him. She looked up at his face then wrapped her arms around his waist. “What’s wrong, my love?” she asked quietly.
“How do I not know more about your work? I feel like that’s something I should know more about. We talk all the time about my work. Why is that?” he asked.
Teddy responded, “I don’t know, Lex. It just feels you have a career with a defined goal. You have tangible outcomes. Most of the time, I feel like I am flying by the seat of my pants here."
Lex took her hand and led her to the couch. He pulled her down as he sat and she adjusted herself to sit with her legs across his lap. “Flying by the seat of your pants? What does that mean?” he asked.
“I never intended this to become a full time job,” she said, “I started posting videos on YouTube because there weren’t any content creators who looked like me. I would watch these fashion and beauty videos and feel so frustrated. I just wanted to express myself. You know me-I have lots of opinions When I started getting noticed on YouTube, the positive feedback helped my confidence. It was comforting when people related to my content because it made me feel like less of an outcast.”
Lex’s eyes widened, “Outcast?”
Teddy looked down and examined her hands, “Lex, I know that you adore me, and this may come as a shock to you but other people sometimes find me weird. At least that’s what my anxiety tells me. It makes me feel alone and isolated. It’s been nice to get feedback that I am not alone. I have people who find me funny and smart and a bunch of other good things. I mean it’s sort of taken on a life of its own.”
“So when did you decide to make it a full time thing,” he asked.
“When we got together,” she answered. Again he looked surprised, “I knew that I couldn’t keep my corporate job and move to be with you in Pittsburgh. I figured if I was going to be making the leap of faith with you then I could take a leap of faith that this little “brand” I was developing could grow too. That it would be possible to share my authentic self and other people would love me like you love me. It just kept growing.” she kissed his cheek. “I do, however need to get back to work.”
He smiled at her as she got up to return to her office. “Hey Bliss, I know that you make money, but how much?”
She turned and shrugged, “Oh, I don’t know. If things go as projected, I will probably get a little over two this year.”
“Two? As in two hundred thousand?” he gasped, “That’s impressive.”
“No, Lex,” she corrected, “Two as in two million.”
"That's nearly as much as me," he croaked.
"Is that a problem?" she said quickly, the anxiety sweeping over her features.
"No, I just need to step up my game if I am going to be your provider," he shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't need you to provide me with money, Lex," she laughed.
"Oh yeah, what do you need me to provide you?" He countered.
"Meet in the bedroom with that box and I will show you," she said as she flashed her boobs.
Monday March 18th- Turtle Creek Therapy Center
"Jamie?" the petite brunette called from the door, "I'm ready for you." The tall blonde rubbed his thighs and stood up. He slowly walked to the door. They walked to her small and cozy office. Lex sat on the couch and looked around nervously. "So you wanted to see me alone?" Beverly asked.
Lex and Teddy had been seeing Beverly since their return from Pittsburgh. Her guidance had been crucial during the Chaz crisis and the aftermath. They had settled in a comfortable routine of bi-weekly appointments. Beverly was about to recommend graduating to once a month sessions.
"Uhhhh, yeah," he said softly. He leaned forward and rested his forearms on his thighs. "I have something that is bothering me and I need some help," he continued. He looked to the counselor for a response.
She looked back at him with a neutral face. "What's bothering you?”
He leaned back and rubbed his palms on his thighs. He looked down, "Ummm, I have some thoughts that are disturbing."
Beverly looked up from her notes. "Disturbing in what way? What are your thoughts?"
He didn't look up, "They are sexual thoughts. They are disturbing because of Bliss' past."
"I am not understanding. What kind of sexual thoughts?" Beverly asked.
Lex blushed, "Ummmm, Some kinky stuff like being aggressive with her physically, dominating her and controlling her. Nothing to hurt or injure her, but things like spanking and tying her up.” He looked up and observed Beverly’s neutral face. “You don’t think that they are disturbing thoughts?”
Beverly replied, “Well, my thoughts don’t matter as much as your thoughts on them. They seem like some not that out of the ordinary sexual fantasies. Why do you find them disturbing?”
Lex blinked, “You know her past. Chaz physically abused her. He sexually assaulted her. I am thinking of doing similar things. How is that not disturbing?”
Beverly smiled, “Are they similar, really? In these thoughts/fantasies, are these actions consensual? Is Teddy feeling pleasure from the actions?”
Lex ran his fingers through his curls, “Of course, they are consensual. I only want to give her pleasure sexually.”
Beverly asked, “How do you think Teddy would react to these thoughts/fantasies?”
Lex stammered, “I could never tell her about them. She would hate me.”
“So maybe it’s not the thoughts/fantasies that are disturbing? Maybe it’s your fear of her reaction to them?” Beverly suggested.
“You don’t think she would hate me?” Lex questioned.
Beverly shrugged, “I am not her, but I can’t imagine that she would hate you. Who knows? Maybe she would be open to exploring those fantasies with you.”
Lex looked up and appeared to be dumbstruck by Beverly’s answer.
“Let’s reverse the roles. What do you think your reaction would be if she came to you asked to explore something sexually? Would you hate her even if it was something that you are not interested in doing?” Beverly prodded.
“But we don’t have the same past. I don’t have her trauma,” he protested.
“Jamie, her trauma is not yours to manage. Teddy is strong. Do you really think that the conversation will trigger her trauma? Don’t you think that she can distinguish between past abuse and consensual sexual activity?” Beverly countered. “Teddy has been consistent in her communication during sessions that she trusts you and knows that she is safe with you. Why would that change?”
Lex started to speak but stopped.
“You have to decide for yourself, Jamie, if this is a conversation that you are able and willing to have with Teddy. I think that you have a lot of shame and guilt tied to fairly common sexual fantasy. The question might just be how much do you trust Teddy?”
Lex looked at his hands and thought. If there was anything that he knew for sure, it was that he could trust Teddy. He tried to imagine having the conversation with her. Given Beverly’s nonplussed reaction to the thoughts/fantasies, he pictured that she would not condemn or hate him. Suddenly he felt a bit silly about his fear. This was Teddy- his best friend and love. Teddy who had exposed herself completely to him in every way. Here he was working himself into a lather about a sexual fantasy. He chuckled to himself. Beverly raised an eyebrow.
“Sorry, I am just realizing that I may have been thinking irrationally,” he blushed.
“It happens to the best of us,” she responded, “Do you think you might be open to the discussion now?”
“Yeah, I think I can do it,” he smiled.
“If you want to do it in a session, we can but I think you can handle it on your own now,” she added.
“Yeah, I think so too,” he said as he stood up to go, “Thanks again for helping me process that.”
“Anytime, Jamie, anytime,” she got up to walk him out the door.
LATER THAT EVENING -Teddy and Lex’s apartment
“Bliss babe, I’m home,” Lex called out as he walked in the door of their apartment.
“I’m in the kitchen,” she called back. He walked in to find her making dinner. “Hey Lexaroni,” she smiled as he bent down to kiss her cheek. She was putting the final layer onto the homemade lasagna she had spent the afternoon constructing when Lex mentioned a craving for it that morning. “Mmmmm, give me a good kiss,” she teased. She turned to him and stood on her tiptoes as he leaned down to kiss her softly. The intensity of the kiss increased as he lifted her off of her feet and held her up. “Much better,” she grinned, “Where have you been? I thought you had this afternoon off.”
He put her down and walked over to the refrigerator to grab a beer, “Oh, I had a session with Beverly. I thought I told you.” She put down the cheese that she was spreading and looked at him. “I didn’t tell you?” he pursed his lips.
“You know damn well that you didn’t tell me that you were having a session with Beverly,” she said, “Do you think I would forget something like that? Wait, why did you have a solo session with Beverly?” Her mind started to race.
“Wait, wait, wait- Bliss,” he held up his hands. He could see the anxiety creeping across her face. “Don’t panic. It’s nothing bad or at least I know that now.”
“Now? You were unsure before, but still didn’t tell me?” she questioned.
“Yes, I had something that was bothering me that involved you and I needed to talk it out. I don’t know why I didn’t tell you ahead of time. I guess I was embarrassed or something,” he stammered.
Teddy looked at him and paused. His breath was rapid. His weight shifted from side to side. He looked and acted nervous. She struggled to remember when she had seen him like this before. Then she remembered his behavior in St. Thomas before he declared his love for her. Before that, it was outside of her apartment after their first fight. “Lex,” she said softly, “Let’s move past whether you told me or not. What did you need to talk out with Beverly? Something involving me?” He nodded his head yes. “Can you tell me now? I am really trying not to freak out, but it’s getting really hard,” she pleaded.
He took her hand and led into the living room. She sat down and he paced. “Not helping Lex,” she teased.
He sat down next to her and then stood up again, “Shit, why am I making this so hard?” He paced back and forth. Teddy watched him. He sat down and ran his hands through his curls, "Ummmm, I was having sexual fantasies and they concerned me."
"What kind of sexual fantasies?" Teddy said quietly. "Are you not happy with our sex life?"
He turned to her and grabbed her hands, "No, don't start doubting yourself. I am trying to tell you but I am fucking terrified."
"Terrified of what?" she asked.
"Terrified that you will think less of me or love me less," he whispered.
"Lex, it's you and me forever- no matter what, whatever it takes," she reassured, "Just tell me."
"Kinky stuff like rough sex, controlling and dominating you, spanking and other stuff," he said in a voice barely above a whisper. He looked down.
Teddy inhaled, "That's it?"
Lex's head popped up, "Yes? You're not upset or freaked out?"
“I thought you were going to say something awful like a threesome,” Teddy smiled and climbed into his lap, "Lex- that's what you were so worried about? Why?"
Lex looked into her eyes, "I thought it would remind you of before- you know, HIM." After the sentencing, Teddy refused to say the name of her abusive ex,Chaz.
Teddy caressed his cheek, "Lex, sweetheart, I trust you. I know that I am safe with you. You would never intentionally hurt me. Breathe, you're overthinking it. You're totally pulling a Teddy." Lex leaned his face into her hand. She rubbed his cheek, "Can I ask you one thing?" He nodded yes. "This is in addition to our normal stuff, right? You're happy with everything else?" she asked quietly.
"I am so happy with everything else. If you say no, I will understand completely," he answered.
"I am not saying no," she whispered.
"You're not saying no?" he smiled.
"I am not saying no," she kissed him, "I'm not saying no."
"Really?" he looked at her in amazement.
"I mean we've done the spanking thing once. I liked it. I liked it A LOT," she kissed him again before hopping up.
"Where are you going?" he asked. She walked into the kitchen and put the lasagna into the refrigerator. From there, she walked past him to the bedroom to grab her purse and put on her shoes.
She walked back into the living room and looked at him, "Let's go."
"Go where?" He asked.
"Going on an adventure," she smiled, "Let's go."
He got up reluctantly and followed her downstairs to her Jeep. She smiled as she started the engine and hit play on the playlist. "You have a Sexy Lexy playlist? seriously?" he joked.
"Yes, do you want to know when I play it?" she teased back.
"When?" he asked incredulously.
"When are you on the road and I have to take care of myself." she laughed. They drove along listening to the music. Teddy sang a particularly robust version of Kisses Down Low before she pulled into the parking lot and parked neatly.
Lex turned to her in disbelief. "Why are we here?" he asked as he looked up at the Condoms To Go sign.
Teddy smiled, "We are exploring options." She got out of the Jeep and headed into the store. She called out, "Come on Lex!" He sheepishly followed her. Teddy grabbed a handbasket and started at one end of the store. "So let's start here," she said bluntly as she stood in front of the lube section. He looked at her like a deer in headlights. "Lex, you want to try new things, right? Then we need to see what's available. Would you rather start with the restraints?" She said matter of factly, "We haven't needed lube in the past but maybe we should get some just in case?"
Lex stared at it for a moment before busting out laughing. "I love you Bliss," he laughed again, "Oh God, I love you." He picked out a bottle and held it up in question. Teddy gave her approval and he placed it in the basket. They moved on to the section of paddles, whips and crops. They eyed each other nervously. Lex reached for a small rubber whip and Teddy held out her arm. He looked around the store and then swatted her. She shrugged her shoulders. “No good?” he asked.
“Is that the way that you would use it? Not much of a sting. Try it again like you would use it,” she suggested. He swatted again with more force. Again she shrugged and he put it back. “Try a paddle,” she offered. She smiled with his next swat, “That’s good.”
He placed it on the basket, “You like that?”
“Yeah,” she answered with a ragged sigh, “Should I try one on you?” His eyebrow raised slowly and he held out his arm as she selected a leather cat-o-nine tails. She swatted softly and he laughed. She lifted her eyes to his and struck with much more force. He instinctively bit his lip to keep from yelping, but nodded yes. She dropped it in the basket.
Slowly they made their way to the various types of restraints. She turned to Lex, kissed his bicep and wrapped her arm around his waist. "What were you thinking?" She said softly. He lightly touched the handcuffs as they moved onto leather cuffs. "I prefer those. I am afraid metal handcuffs will bruise my wrists," she remarked. He picked an assortment and placed it in the basket. They passed the gag section. "Keep walking- hard no on anything in this section," she said in a slight panic.
She walked quickly into another section. Lex grabbed her hand and pulled her into his body, "Breathe, Bliss, breathe." She pressed her face into his body and took a deep breath. "Do you want to leave or keep going?" Teddy looked at the additional sections and took his hand. She led him to the costume section. "Oh this could get fun," he said as he fingered a sexy nurse outfit. She gave him a grin and selected one. They resembled kids in a candy store as they threw costume after costume into the basket- sexy cop, sexy construction worker- all the sexy occupations.
They slowly and methodically made their way through the store. In the end, they had filled 3 hand baskets full of various toys, costumes, restraints and miscellaneous other items. There was a battle of wills at the cash register over who paid. In the end, Lex slid his card to pay for the almost thousand dollar total as he said, “My fantasy- my expense.”
“Lex, but some of those things are things I added so not completely you,” she countered.
He turned to her and said firmly, “Don’t argue with me, Kitty Kat.” He stared into her eyes with an intensity that she hadn’t seen before. “Be a good girl and don’t argue with me.” Teddy blinked slowly and nodded her yes. She looked around the store. No one seemed to be paying attention to their interaction. Lex gathered the bags and wrangled to carry them in his large, left hand. He held his right hand, “Let’s go, Kitty Kat.”
Teddy felt a rush of warmth wash over her. It began somewhere in her gut and radiated out. Within seconds, her cheeks reddened. Her skin felt like she was under a heat lamp. There was a slow and steady pulsating sensation between her legs. She stood perfectly still and stared up at him. He cleared his throat, leaned forward and repeated firmly “Let’s get in the car, Kitty Kat.”
“Yes Sir, “ she squeaked as she grabbed his hand. She stared at the ground as they walked. She felt his stare as they walked to her jeep. He opened the driver door, placed the bags in the back seat and stood back from her to allow her get into the driver’s seat. She watched and felt oddly dissociated. Her eyes moved to the top of his head and slowly over his body. She licked her lips as her gaze moved over his broad shoulders and onto his biceps, across his chest and downward.
“Bliss?” he questioned when she didn’t move. The sound of her nickname permeated her fog and snapped her back to reality. She looked around and got her bearings. Honestly, she didn’t remember how she got into that spot. She had no memory after “Be a good girl and don’t argue with me” which had been preceded by “Kitty Kat.” Lex’ head tilted, “Bliss, you okay?”
She nodded and handed him her keys, “Can you drive home please? I seem to be a little out of it.” He took them from her and placed his hand on the small of her back. Wordlessly, he guided to the passenger side of the jeep. He held his hand out for her to grab and get into her side. She turned to look at him. He kissed her lips before shutting the door. He jogged over to the driver side and got in. He turned the ignition and watched her out of the corner of his eye. She placed her hand on his thigh and took a deep breath. “So…..” she said softly, “Kitty Kat?.....” She gulped, “Kitty Kat is good- really good.”
“Really?” he asked.
“Oh yeah,” she said in a ragged breath. “Most definitely. Lex, drive….,” she panted, “Take me home. Take me home now.” He sped home and they raced to the apartment. Lex pressed his body against her as she struggled to unlock the door. “God damn it,” she muttered to herself until he placed his hand over hers and unlocked the door. The bags were thrown down onto the floor as she closed and locked the door. Lex’s hands made quick work of getting his jeans and boxers down while he walked back to her. Teddy hitched her dress up and pressed her back against the door. She bit her lip as his hand went to the underwear and she heard the fabric rip. Her eyes widened at his aggression and she bit her lip as he lifted her legs, placed them around his hips and thrusted into her. It was not their first time to fuck against the front door, but it was mostly definitely a new level of intensity. There were no words, but the passion was clearly communicated through groans, grunts and the intermittent squeals from either of them.
After they both reached their climax quickly, he walked them to the bedroom and plopped her on the bed. They scrambled to remove their remaining clothes before their bodies intertwined together. They fucked until their bodies were spent and Teddy’s throat was raw from screaming. Sweat dripped from his forehead as he collapsed onto her body. “That…. That was….. That was,” he panted, “I don’t even know how to describe it.”
She kissed his neck and tasted the saltiness before she nipped at his ear. “We don’t need to describe it,” she assured him, “but I agree. It was next level.”
Lex pushed up a bit and stared down at her lovingly. “It wasn’t too aggressive? I didn’t hurt you?” He pushed the hair out of her eyes.
“Not too aggressive. The panty rip was a nice touch though,” She grinned up at him, “I might be sore tomorrow but I’ll take it.”
“If I get too aggressive, you’ll tell me, right?” he said as kissed her softly.
“Yes, I will,” she whispered and blushed.
“What?” he laughed.
“Can you put the lasagna in the oven?” she giggled, “I’m starving.” He rolled his eyes and got up out of bed. She watched his nudy body walk to the bedroom door. “Lex,” she called out and he turned, “Want to test that aggressive fucking thing again while it bakes?”
A broad grin spread across his face, “I am afraid I am all aggressively fucked out, but I can do a soft and gentle if you like.”
She returned the grin, “Hurry up.”
“Bliss, you don’t get to be bossy when we do the kinky stuff,” he chastised her.
“Ohhhh, I will be a good Kitty Kat during the kinky stuff,” she laughed, “Until then…..”
Wednesday- March 20th- Teddy/Lex’s apartment
Teddy stretched on the couch and looked at her phone. Lex should have been back in his room already. The team had dinner tonight to celebrate Justin Dowling’s engagement. Lex always called when he got back to the hotel room. It was their thing.
Teddy sighed and started a Facetime call with Lex. He picked up on the third ring- out of breath. Teddy smiled when she saw his shirtless form leaning against white leather headboard. He struggled to catch his breath as he pulled the sheet to cover the lower part of his body.
Teddy: You didn’t call when you got the room. I was worried.
Lex: Oh, I haven’t been back long
Teddy: Lex? Why are you out of breath?
Lex stares into the phone
Teddy's eyes widened: Were you…..?
Her voice lowered: jacking off?
Lex groaned out loud.
Teddy: Let me see. I want to see it.
Lex: Must you?
Teddy: Let me see your cock
Lex pulled back the sheet to reveal his body.
Teddy: Why do you look bigger on the phone? Holy crap.
Lex: Bliss, you are not helping here
Teddy: Sorry- hey do you want to see me?
She stripped off her nightgown and held the phone out so he could get a full body shot. His hand went back to work as he stared at the phone.
Lex: Bliss….talk to me
Teddy began to tell him all the things she would do to him if she was in the room. Within a few minutes, Lex set the phone down and walked into the bathroom to grab a washcloth to clean up. He came back to the bed and Teddy sat waiting, fully clothed again.
Lex: Bliss…. Why did you put on your clothes?
Teddy: I want to talk to you and you get distracted when I am naked.
Lex: Talk about what?
Teddy: First, I want to know why you didn't call me if you wanted to….
Lex: I don’t call you every time I jerk off on the road, Bliss
Teddy: Why not?
Lex: Because sometimes I am in the shower. Other times, it’s a quick one.
Teddy: Oh- makes sense
Lex: Glad to hear.
Teddy: So what were you thinking about before I called- you know while you were….
Lex: You are not going to let this drop, are you?
Teddy: Nope
Lex: I was thinking of the kinky stuff.
Teddy: Specifically?
Lex: You will find out soon.
Teddy: Oh, you have plans?
Lex: Yes, Friday after lunch
Teddy: Oh
Lex: Still okay with it?
Teddy: I think so….
Lex: Bliss….
Teddy: Can you say the name again? The one that you called me?
Lex whispered: Kitty Kat…
Teddy bit her lip and hissed: Yes….say it again
Lex: Kitty Kat- you are not in charge
Teddy whispered: Yes Sir
Lex: Good God Bliss….
Teddy whispered: I am a little scared, Lex. What if I don’t do it right?
Lex: I can guarantee that you will do it right. What else scares you?
Teddy: I am scared that you will want to do something that I don’t want to do but I can’t say no after we start.
Lex: You can always say no. At any point you change your mind, tell me and I will stop. No questions asked. We can have a safe word-just say the safe word and I will stop. What do you want the word to be?
Teddy: Ummmmm, Elphaba
Lex laughs: You must torture with me Wicked always, eh?
Teddy: Always
Lex: What do you not want me to do? I know that you have been thinking about it. Gags are a definite no, right?
Teddy: Yes- no gags. I don’t want anything to do with bodily fluids- no spitting, peeing. I don’t want anal-yet.
Lex: Yet? Okay.
Teddy: Ummmm, don’t get angry but I don't want to be yelled at. I don’t want to be shamed or humiliated. If you seem angry, I will become frightened. That is what scares me.
Lex paused: Did you think I would do those things?
Teddy: I didn’t say that they were rational fears. You said to tell you what scares me. You being angry or not in control of your emotions and actions scares me. I will be defenseless if I am restrained or blindfolded.
Lex can see the anxiety creeping into her features: We don’t have to do it if it scares you.
Teddy’s eye flashed up at him: I am not saying no. I am saying yes, with limits.
Lex: If you change your mind
Teddy interrupted: I will tell you. I am a fully willing participant in this adventure. If you couldn’t tell by my reaction the other night, the idea of it is quite stimulating for me. Quit thinking of this as something only for you. It’s for us- if we let it be.
Lex: Are you really into it?
Teddy: Very much so.
Lex: I am glad.
Teddy: Me too. I need to get some sleep. I have an early session with Matt tomorrow and I am completely slammed. It seems like my Friday afternoon is booked solid with potential orgasms.
Lex: I love you, Bliss.
Teddy: I love you back, my beautiful hunk of a man.
Lex: I will be home late tomorrow night after the game.
Teddy: Talk to you tomorrow morning? Let me know if you need any assistance if anything arises.
Friday March 22nd- Teddy and Lex's apartment
Teddy tried not to stare around the clock on her computer. Technically it was ten minutes twelve and Lex had said afternoon. She had tried to narrow down specifics from him- only to be met with a firm, "You are not in control, Kitty Cat," from Lex each time.
The front door opened quietly and Lex walked in. He held a bag in his hand and walked quickly into the bedroom. Teddy came racing from her office into the bedroom. She slid in her socks across the floor and into Lex's solid body. "Out!" he commanded, "Do not enter until I tell you." She stared at him and he stared back. "Did I stutter, Kitty Kat? he questioned.
Teddy felt the immediate flush come over her body. She bit her lip, "Where would you like me to wait, Sir?" His eyes did a slow scan of her body. He paused and licked his lips. Lex raised his finger and did the turn around motion. She swiveled in slow motion, "Do I meet with your approval?
"Yes, but respectfully-get out," he smiled as he playfully swatted her bottom on her way out. "No peeking- do you hear me?" He called, "eyes on the television."
She nodded and left the room. When she sat down on the couch, her bottom was close to the edge. She could hear him moving around in the bedroom and she strained to identify the sounds. Teddy swore that she heard her bedside table drawer open and close. Time seemed to stand still and her legs bounced restlessly. She fought the urge to call him. Finally the door opened and she heard his footsteps come up behind her. He bent over and whispered, "Look at who was a good girl for me. You followed directions." Teddy felt the goosebumps form on her arms. She turned to look into his eyes. She was unsure what she expected to find but was met with calm blue eyes of her beloved Lex. He smiled softly and pushed up on his knees to stand up. Her eyes followed him as he walked around the couch. He wore black satin boxers that did not conceal his impressive size. The smooth fabric hugged his thighs and buttocks. He bent down into a squat and the fly revealed a flash of skin. He placed his hands on her knees for stability.
"Kitty Kat- on the bed, there is an outfit for you to wear. Once you are dressed and ready, I want you to call for me. You may call me any name but Lex. From that point on, I expect you to obey every command. Do you understand?" He said in a firm, but gentle voice. Teddy's legs bounced beneath his knees. She trembled with excitement. Lex pressed his lips together and spoke again, "I can tell that you are nervous. I am too." Her eyes flashed up at him and she gave a supportive smile. "You are safe, Kitty Kat. You don't have to think anymore-just listen and obey. Turn the noise off." He implored.
Teddy repeated, "I am safe. You will always protect me. You love me and will not harm me."
Lex smiled, "Go get ready, Kitty Kat."
She stood up and walked into the bedroom. Lex had dimmed the lights and the glow of dozens of candle illuminated the bed. On the nightstand, she observed what looked to be several toys concealed by a hand towel. She walked to the bed, picked up the green lace teddy from the bed and walked into the bathroom. Quickly, she stripped out of her casual workout clothes. She held up up the small teddy and stepped into it gingerly.
Her pale skin peeked through the emerald green lace. She adjusted her full breasts within the deeply plunging neckline. She adjusted the strings that clung to the top of her thighs. Her hips were accentuated by the high cut of the teddy. She felt exposed by the lack of material to cover her crotch. Her fingers ran through her hair. She called out, "Ummmmm, Sir? Should I put my hair up? So it doesn't get in the way?"
"Yes, Kitty Kat- put it up. Are you ready yet?" He answered as calmly as his racing heart would allow.
“Not yet, I won’t be much longer though,” she answered back. Teddy mentally debated how to put up her hair that would take the least amount of effort and yet effectively keep her hair out of her face. She decided on a messy top bun in case she spent time on her back. Afterwards,she stood silently and examined her reflection before she turned her back to the mirror. Her mind was a cacophony of random thoughts that created a soft buzz in her head. The memory of Lex's voice interrupted her thoughts, "You do not have to think-just listen and obey. Turn the noise off." She took each intrusive thought, acknowledged it and released it like a helium balloon. Eventually the noise was replaced by a calm silence. She inhaled deeply and turned back to look at herself. She smiled and thought to herself, "Hello gorgeous." She squared her shoulders, walked to the bed, sat on the bed with her legs spread. She called out, "I am ready, Sir."
His head snapped up and he hopped over the couch. The door opened and he stepped in. Her eyes met his gaze and he gulped. "What do you want me to do first?" she said confidently.
“Stand up,” he commanded, “Turn around and crawl onto the bed.” She stood, turned slowly and crawled onto the bed. She looked back to get a sense of what was going to happen next. He shook his head slowly and smiled. “Turn around, Kitty Kat,” he ordered. Her eyebrows furrowed together momentarily and she turned around. She felt her heart race and breath become erratic. She forced herself to look at the headboard as she waited. He grabbed something from the bedside table and climbed on the bed behind her. She felt his legs press against the back of her thighs as his torso rested against her back. His weight pushed her down onto the bed and she gasped. “Turn your face, Kitty Kat,” he whispered, “Turn it so you can see me.”
She placed her right cheek against the bed and looked at him. He saw the anxiety and trepidation in her eyes. “I can stop,” he whispered softly, “I can stop right now.” She shook her head no vigorously. “Do you want me to keep going?” he asked gently. She nodded yes while she bit her lip. “Take the negative thoughts and let them go,” he kissed her neck, “Bliss, let them go. You are safe. I will keep you safe.”
She blinked, took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly, “I am safe. You will keep me safe.”
“Better? Ready now?” he questioned.
She smiled, “All better. I’m ready…… Sir”
She felt him rock his hips into her body, “Damn, that turns me on” he moaned, “Let’s go. Put your hands above your head. I am going to restrain them.” She did as instructed and he quickly bound her wrists together with the leather cuffs. Teddy attempted to pull her wrists apart to test the resistance. It was firm but not uncomfortable. “Lift your head, Kitty Kat,” he directed, “I am going to put on the blindfold.” Again she complied with his instruction. He gave her a moment to adjust to the removal of one of her senses. His body weight returned to her back, “What’s the safe word?” he asked quietly, “If it gets too intense, what should you say?”
She rocked her hips so her ass pressed into his crotch, “Elphaba. I will say Elphaba if I can't take it.” In her mind, she determined that she would not use it. She would allow herself to be taken to whatever extreme he chose. If this was his fantasy, she would fulfill it to the best of her ability and not let her fear stop her.
“Good girl,” he remarked as he reached for the paddle and moved into position. The first swat took her by surprise and she gasped. It wasn’t particularly painful but she definitely felt it. The residual sting stimulated her. She felt her nipples harden and a throb formed between her legs. She gritted her teeth and waited in anticipation of the next one. The adrenaline rushed through her body with every swat. Her body responded with a release of hormones that resulted in a wave of euphoria washing over her body. She relaxed and let the sensations take her on the ride.
She had her first orgasm as soon as he slid his finger through her dripping folds. Teddy didn’t recognize her own voice as she screamed and moaned in ecstasy. Lex took her through a roller coaster of physical sensations. After the paddling, he edged her- switching back and forth between the intense vibrations of Pinky to the softer, gentler feel of his tongue and hands. He flipped her over roughly and thrust deeply into her pussy that was beyond warm and wet for him. The soft words of praise elevated her until she was in an almost trance-like state. “Kitty Cat, you’re doing so well. You are taking me so good,” he grunted into her ear as he exploded into her.
Teddy lost count of the orgasms as she delved deeper into the “sub space” of her mind. There was nothing but the increasingly heightened sensations and overwhelming doses of chemicals- endorphin, cortisol, adrenaline and oxytocin. When Lex exploded into her for the fourth and final time, she felt like she was floating in space-on high that she had never experienced before. When Lex removed the blindfold, she stared at him with eyes that were glazed over. He released her hands from the cuffs and they immediately wrapped around his neck, drawing him close to her. They stayed like that for a few minutes. Her legs wrapped around waist. The line between where he ended and she started seemed to blur.
Lex looked down and kissed her softly, “You did so good, Kitty Kat. You did so good.” She nodded in response, unable to make herself speak. His eyes widened, “Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” She patted his chest and then patted her chest before flashing him the okay sign. Her finger pointed to her mouth and she signaled that she couldn’t speak. She pointed to herself again and flashed the okay sign until he nodded in understanding. “Do you need something to drink? Are you thirsty?” he asked. She looked around the room as if observing it for the first time. “Bliss, are you thirsty?” he asked again. The sound of her name brought her focus back to him. She nodded yes and he jumped to retrieve a glass of water for her. She rolled onto her side and lifted her arms into the air to wave them around. It felt like she was floating in space and she watched her body move with a bemused detachment.
He returned with water and held it out to her. It was a comedy of errors as he watched her attempt to get into an upright position so she could drink it. Her arms and legs suddenly felt like jelly. She gave him a goofy grin. “I am going to start the shower, Bliss,” he said as he pulled her to her feet. She wrapped her arms around his waist from behind and willingly followed him into the bathroom.
She blinked when she turned and saw her reflection in the mirror. Her hair was a mess, her lips were swollen from kissing and her bottom bore red marks all over it. Yet, she felt beautiful and confident in a way that she never felt before. There was no countering negative thoughts. No “yeah, but your belly isn’t flat” or “your thighs jiggle” thoughts. It was just an overwhelming wave of “damn, I’m hot” that made her smile. Lex held out his hand and she entered the shower with him. She leaned back and rested her body against his solid muscle as he tenderly washed her body and hair. He kissed her cheeks, neck and shoulders as his hands lathered the soap across her chest and then turned her to rinse it off. She hummed and he observed her in complete rapture. She had truly turned into the embodiment of the word, Bliss.
When they exited the shower, he began to towel dry her as she started to giggle. “What’s so funny, Bliss?” he asked with a laugh. She continued to giggle and then moved her hands to her face. “What’s so funny?” he asked again.
“Lex,” she giggled, “Lex- do you have….” Her body shook with laughter.
“Do I have what?” he questioned.
“Do you have….” she tried again, “Do you have a BIG penis?” She doubled over in laughter.
“Do I have a what?” he tilted his head, “Bliss, you have seen me naked for almost a year and a half. You don’t know what size my penis is? It was just all up in your business a few minutes ago, Bliss.”
She continued to giggle uncontrollably until she took a deep breath. “But is it ummmm big? Like compared to other penises,” she questioned. Her voice was a delightful mix of wonder and childlike innocence. He stood and stared at her until she stood up straighter. “I don’t know, Lex. I have only seen two in my whole life so I don’t know if Chaz was small or if you are just really BIG,” she explained with an embarrassed grin. She started to ramble, “I’ve always wondered. It seems really big to me. Is it big? Do you have a big COCK?” He shook his head as guided her into the bedroom. “Answer my question, Lex,” she demanded, “Do you have a big COCK?” Her emphasis on the word cock made him laugh. She sounded like a child discovering a new, but forbidden word which drove her desire to repeat it over and over. “Cock, cock, cock- Lex has a BIG COCK,” she giggled.
He spun her around and placed her nightgown over head. She wiggled her body into and continued her chant. “For the love of God, Bliss- yes!” he answered in mock anger, “Yes, I have a BIG COCK.” They exchanged a look before they both broke down in giggles.
Teddy started dancing around the room, “You fuck me with a BIG COCK….with a BIG COCK and I take it good. I know how to fuck your BIG COCK.” He looked at her in amusement before turning to walk into the living room. She danced/ran after him, “Lex…. Lex…. it’s the truth, right? I do know how to fuck your BIG COCK.”
He turned around and jockeyed into his sweatpants, “Yes, Kitty Kat. You know how to fuck my BIG COCK.”
She crossed her arms and jutted out her lip, “Not Kitty Kat. Bliss- me- Bliss knows how to fuck your BIG COCK.”
He scooped her into his arms, “Bliss- Bliss knows how, okay? My Bliss knows to fuck me and love me and make me feel like the luckiest man in the world.”
She smiled at him, "Do you like my kitty kat? Do you like fucking it?"
"Bliss- are you trying to some sort of world record for saying fuck?" He teased as he carried her to the couch, "Making love to you is my favorite thing to do in the whole wide world." She scrambled to climb into his lap. "Any other burning sex questions you need to ask?" He asked jovially.
"When did you know that you wanted to fuck me?" She grinned as finger traced along his collarbone.
"I thought I wanted fuck the first time I saw you in that black bikini. You were the hottest woman I had ever seen," he moved her hair out of her eyes, "Then I talked to you and knew for a fact that I wanted to fuck you."
"That soon?" She pushed up and licked his face, "You wanted this Kitty Kat that soon?" She made a game out of licking all over his face.
"I am going to regret giving you that nickname, eh? he smiled.
"It's not my fault you made me cock drunk with that BIG COCK," she laughed, "I am just a helpless Kitty Kat and you are a big ol' tiger."
"A tiger?" He laughed, "I am too tame to be a tiger."
"Oh no," she countered, "You are a wild beast who makes this Kitty Kat purr."
"Well, this tiger loves you Kitty Kat, but if I don't eat soon, I am going to bite," he laughed and reached for his phone. "What do you want to eat? You get to pick since you were such a good girl."
She made her selection and snuggled into him as he ordered on his phone. When he finished, he turned his attention back to her. She wiggled her eyebrows at him. He tilted his head in question. “I am afraid to ask what’s going on in that cock drunk brain of yours,” he smiled.
“My big ol’ tiger is going to be gone for a whole week. He is going to leave his Kitty Kat all by herself,” she purred as she crawled onto his lap, “Will you miss me?”
“You know I will,” he said softly. He was not looking forward to the week long separation, particularly with recent development in their sex life.
“You should take a video of me to take with you on the road for you when you get lonely for me on the road,” she kissed his neck. “Maybe you should have TWO videos- one of your Bliss that loves you so and one of your Kitty Kat that is so naughty for you.”
Lex blinked in shock, “You want to make a sex tape? I am not sure I should take advantage of you while you are cock drunk.”
“I know what I want,” she murmured, “Do you want it?”
“You know I want it,” he groaned.
“Okay, get your camera ready,” she smiled as moved away from him. “Kitty Kat is going to put on a show for you.”
#jamie oleksiak imagine#jamie oleksiak smut#jamie oleksiak fanfiction#nhl smut#nhl fiction#nhl fanfiction#journey to the emerald city#hockey rpf#hockey fan fic#hockey fan fiction#seattle kraken imagine#seattle kraken fic
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Time to punch a hole on the "Bunch mox" tweet myth
#jamie benn#wattpad romance#wattpadd#wattpad fan fiction#hockey fan fiction#nhlfanfiction#hockey romance#romance novel
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Four Years (Kane/Toews)
Title: Four Years
Rated: M
Summary: Patrick knows he shouldn’t go to Jonathan, but he can’t stop himself.
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Etsy
#sports romance#paranormal romance#cozy mystery#fated mates#cowboy romance#billionaire romance#mafia romance#monster romance#fantasy romance#dark romance#fairy smut#hockey romance#romance#trope#cliche#couple#pairing#writing#fanfic#fan fiction#fanfiction#reader#bibliophile#bookblr#bookworm#sticker#design
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Adam Fantilli - Roll Jackets Baby
You were seated at the draft waiting for it to start. You were sitting with your boyfriend’s family with him at your side, talking to him and his brother when you felt your phone buzz in your purse. It was your brother calling to Facetime,
“Oh boy, what does he want?” your boyfriend Adam teased. You rolled your eyes and picked up.
“Hey Rut,” you said.
“Hey sis, hey Luca, Adam,” he said.
“Rutger.” Adam answered sternly.
"Lookin sharp fellas," he smirked.
“What’s up bro?” you asked, he knew you were here so why would he call you.
“Just wanted to remind you that you aren’t going to Anaheim with Adam and you are stuck at Mich with me and Luca,” he flashed an annoying smile that you wanted to slap off his face.
“I’m not a little girl anymore you can’t boss me around,” you sassed him.
“Mom and Dad said I have to look out for you while I can so, you are stuck at Mich,” he snapped back.
“Can I say something,” Adam asked.
“Go ahead babe,” you smiled causing Rutger to gag through the phone.
“I really don’t think I’m going there, I don’t care if I’m not second, I just think I’m going to Columbus,” your boyfriend shrugged.
“Is Columbus okay Dad?” you groaned to your brother on the phone.
“Shut up Y/N, I’m not trying to sound like a parent, as your older brother-” you cut him off.
“Older by two minutes,” you rolled your eyes.
“Still older, anyways I have to look after you,” he smiled, “and Adam it’s not you it’s her, have fun in Anaheim buddy.” With that last part, you hung up on him and put your phone back in your purse, you felt it buzz again but you ignored it.
“He’s so annoying sometimes,” you laughed. Adam’s face was serious though, he sat there looking straight ahead not even cracking a smile at what you said. You turned to look at Luca who was as confused as you are.
“Adam?” Luca said, no response.
“Adam? What’s wrong?” you said resting your hand on his. His fingers locked with yours as he looked over at you.
“I don’t want to go to Anaheim, I don’t want to leave you, I don’t think we can do that long of a distance, at least I’m only a 4-hour drive away rather than a 4-hour flight,” he said as he broke eye contact with you.
“Adam you don’t seriously think I’m gonna listen to my brother,” you said.
“You won’t, but you should, you have to finish school, look babe this will be a new experience for both of us, but whatever happens I will always try my best to be there for you and make time for you and you know that I love you,” he said looking back up and taking your other hand.
“But-”
“No buts, whether Anaheim or Columbus I will make time for you, it will be hard on us, but worth it in the end,” he kissed your cheek and let go of your hands facing back forward as the draft was starting. You looked back at your phone to see several messages from Rutger.
Sis, I’m sorry
Sis pick up
Fine don’t pick up whatever hope he ends up in Anaheim
I didn’t mean that, I mean I did
Fine ignore me stay mad
Draft is about to start…
You read through the stream of messages laughing at your brother. You smiled leaving your phone out in your lap so you could see more of Rutger’s commentary. You patiently waited as the first pick was announced, no surprise that it was Connor. Anaheim was on the clock and you were getting nervous, you felt your phone buzz in your lap and looked down.
Why are they taking so long it’s obvious who they should pick. You were getting even more nervous, then you saw the pick was in. You and Adam looked at each other squeezing hands tightly, you looked over at Luca who had a little bounce in his leg.
“We are proud to select from the SHL Leo Carlsson,” with that announcement you let out the biggest sigh of relief, you and the Fantilli boys exchanged smiles. You put your phone back in your purse not wanting to deal with Rutger’s response, knowing him he was definitely upset, but you would rub it in his face when you got home. Quickly the third pick was put in place by Columbus. All three of you had smiles on your face as the team approached the stage.
“The Columbus Blue Jackets are proud to select from University of Michigan, Adam Fantilli.” As the applause began you stood up with tears starting to form in your eyes, you were so proud of your boy. You held Adam tightly,
“I love you so much,” you whispered in his ear as he was letting go,
“I love you too,” he said as he made his way to his brother, he continued to his parents then went and approached the stage. You couldn’t pull yourself together, Luca rubbed your back as you wiped the tears from your face and the running mascara. Once that was over with you looked at your phone and saw more messages waiting from your brother.
C’mon pick Smith pick Smith
DAMN IT
Stop crying you got what you wanted, yeah you’re crying on TV 🫥
Whatever congrats Adam, you still aren’t going to Columbus
They had one job
You showed Luca the messages causing him to chuckle, the two of you tried to come up with a clever response, but you couldn’t wait to rub it in your brother’s face.
I WIN YOU LOSE RUTTY!
ROLL JACKETS BABY!
He hated that nickname you made for him, you knew he would be mad, but he wasn’t he was smiling at his phone from wherever he was watching knowing that his “little sister” was the happiest she had ever been.
The rest of the day was boring until you got to see Adam again. You made your way with the Fantillis to where he was waiting for you. He hugged his parents once again, then Luca, and lastly you. Adam scooped you up and spun you around, as you cheered.
“You knew it, Adam, you really did,”
“Just a gut feeling,” he said putting you down but keeping his arm around your waist still keeping you close. The two of you sat down in the box you were in, while everyone else was busy talking.
“You sure I can’t come to Columbus with you?”
“One day Y/N,” he smiled as he pressed a kiss to your lips,
“One day,” you said taking a breath of air before your lips found his again.
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I'm so happy he's on the jackets
#hockey boys#hockey fan fiction#college hockey#nhl fan fiction#umich boys#umich hockey#hockey fanfiction#hockey imagine#ice hockey#adam fantilli#adam fantilli x reader#nhl x reader#nhl fanfiction#nhl draft 2023#hockey#nhl hockey
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What My World Spins Around- Nico Hischier
A/N: The series page for Nico Hischier X Lexi. This series merges with Loving & Leaving and is the story of Lucie's parents from Lio & Lucie.
Summary: Nico and Lexi live in the same building in Hoboken. They become friends and quickly transition to falling for each other. This is their life in New Jersey and Switzerland.
Series Status: Ongoing with blurbs
The Original Part
Blurbs: Mail Room | Shift Change | Interruption | Green Devil | Sunday Night Smut | Bachelorettes in Hoboken | Comfort | Bad Days with you | Morning Kisses | Healthcare Partner | Social Media Hate | Bath | Dock Work | Swiss Sunsets and other beautiful things | Honeymoon | Knee Injury | Sundress | Baby Fever | Pregnancy Test | You and Your Baby | Lucie Meets the Devils | Sister Advice | Post Baby Loving | Shot through the heart | Remember Paris | Lucie's first game | Daddy is home | Dancing | When they fought a bit | Mac's Conception | No Hischier Boys | Phone Call with T | Miscarriage | Post Game Autographs | Good Morning | How Would I? | Nico's Best Girl | Just Married
Timeline of the Kids
#What my world spins around au#Lexi X Nico Hischier#Nico Hischer Fan Fiction#hockey writing#NHL Fan Fiction#Hockey Writing#hockey fan fiction
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spinning out, waiting for you
companion to love’s a game, wanna play [but can be read as a standalone]
nathan mackinnon // cale makar
8.9k words
Nate’s watched the videos, he’s seen the analysis, he’s read the articles; he knows Cale Makar like the back of his hand. But still, the kid surprises him.
Mostly in the way that he’s not a kid at all.
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#hrpf#hockey fan fic#hockey rpf#men's hockey rpf#hockey fan fiction#fan fiction#hockey fan fic rec#natecale#829#my fics#anywaysss this has been sitting basically finished for weeks and finally had the energy to edit it#probs the last thing i'll upload for a bit tbh#enjoy!!
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Slap Shot || Prologue
a Jake Seresin AU
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synopsis: the first night out in a long time, and it just so happens to be one of the biggest weekends in the Hockey season. A certain blonde hair cowboy makes his charm on you.
word count: 1.7k
warnings: mentions of grief, alcohol consumption, unhealthy coping mechanisms, mentions of "locker room talk", puck bunnies, mentions of cheating, PDA, making out, allusions of sex.
This wasn’t like you.
You weren’t the type who went out wearing one of the shortest and tightest black dresses you own, killer heels on your feet, your hair curled in big blown out-waves, makeup done and a bright bold red on your lips. You weren’t the type to sit at the bar, twirling the straw around in your drink and flirting with guys whose names you didn’t bother to ask for or learn. And you definitely weren’t the type to actively look for and plan to go home with one of those guys.
But tonight was different.
Maybe it was because for the first time in a long time, you felt the weight of the world had been finally lifted off your shoulders. Grief was such a weird thing. You knew that long ago, but it had been a while since you were met with the process. The first time you went through the grieving process, it had come on so suddenly, you weren’t sure how to handle it. This time, you had years to prepare for it. Once you hit that final phase of acceptance, you felt like you could breathe again. And you had a new outlook on your life and you were ready to take charge of it.
Or maybe it was because the bar was crawling with hockey players.
It was All-Star weekend, and the best of the best NHL players were in town to show off their skills. The bar you were currently sitting in was crawling with them. Some were trying to enjoy probably their first night off in weeks, others looking for a puck bunny (or two) to take back with them, and some fell in the middle.
You sighed as you looked down at your drink, swirling around the melting ice with your straw. The confidence you had felt earlier when you first put on this dress was starting to fade, and the insecurities started creeping in. You weren’t entirely sure what you thought was going to happen when you strolled into this bar. You could count on one hand all the one-stands you have had in your entire life (the answer was one and that one ended up becoming a long term boyfriend). Also, you had a thing about not hooking up with hockey players. You had been surrounded by them your whole life. There was something about hearing the locker room talk the day after a win that made you want to stay as far away from hooking up with one as humanly possible. Even if a hockey player was the last man on the planet, you would weigh the pros and cons of reproduction or killing off the human race.
“Hey,” You waved down the bartender, “Can I get my-”
“Jack and Coke, sweetheart,” A husky voice said, as a large, warm body saddled up next to you, “And whatever the lady is having,” He nodded his head towards you.
You furrowed your eyebrows as you looked up at the man next to you. You were met with the sight of perfect tan skin as if it had been kissed by the sun god himself, sandy blonde hair and the brightest smile you had ever seen. His green eyes peered down at you, a smirk on his lips.
“You looked like you were going to leave,” He said, his voice with a slight southern twang to it, “And I couldn’t let you leave without introducing myself.”
You raised a brow in suspicion.
“Jake,” He held his hand out to you. You looked at it skeptically, and then back up at him, his smile never wavering, “Oh c’mon sweetheart, I promise I don’t got any diseases. It’s just a hand shake, not a marriage proposal.”
“Sonny,” You said before you even had a chance to stop yourself. It was the nickname your father had given you, and the name he almost always introduced you as.
“Sonny, huh? Short for Sunshine?”
I wish, you thought, “Yeah, I guess.”
The bartender set down two drinks in front of you, the jack and coke for Jake, and another vodka soda for you. Jake lifted his drink, cheersing against yours before taking a sip. He leaned his back against his bar, canvasing the tightly packed area. Your eyes wandered over his body. He was clad in a burnt orange suit, with a lighter orange shirt underneath, a vast difference from the black and navy blue fitted suits filling the bar. It fit him in all the right places, the top buttons undone showing his collarbone and a gold chain around his neck. You watched as his throat bobbed as he took a sip of his drink, and thoughts of you running your tongue down the vein in his neck filled your mind, a warmth spreading in your lower belly.
“I can feel you staring,” Jake said, turning his head to meet your gaze.
Normally, you’d turn away and blush like a schoolgirl. You weren’t inexperienced with guys by any means, but you didn’t have the confidence. The fear of rejection was buried deep into you, that most of them you stayed away from guys like this. But blame it on the alcohol, you gave him a smirk, lifting the straw to your red painted lips.
“A girl can’t admire what she likes?” You shrug, batting your eyelashes.
A flash of darkness moved through his eyes, before the playful grin arose on his cheeks, “Yeah?” He leaned in closer to you. The scent of his cologne fills your nose, goosebumps arising on your skin from the warmth filtering off his body. Who knew that you could get turned on by a man smelling good? “What else does the girl like?”
You bit your lip, leaning into him, so your chest was almost touching his. You didn’t miss the quick shift of his eyes downward at your chest and then back to your eyes.
“Tequila.”
The smirk never left his lips as he turned back towards the bar, ordering two shots of tequila with limes. You took another sip of your drink, setting it down on the bar as the bartender delivered the shots. Jake gently took your hand in his, his green eyes locked on yours as he licked a stripe on your skin, before sprinkling a line of salt. The move shouldn’t have turned you on that much, but alas here you were, wondering what it would be like to feel his tongue on other places of your body.
As if he could tell what you were thinking, Jake shot you a wink before handing you one of the shot glasses. He held his glass up slightly, as he gave a small toast.
“To bad decisions. Can’t come in her, come on her.” Jake’s eyes never left your as you both licked the lines of salt on the back of your hands. You watched as he clenched his jaw from the burn of the clear liquid down his throat. You set the shot glass down on the bar, now feeling the warmth of the alcohol spread through your veins.
“More?” You asked, a look in your eye that told Jake you weren’t ready for the night to end yet.
“Fuck it.”
The two of you put down a couple of more shots, before Jake was dragging you back to a booth he and his friends had claimed on the other side of the bar. You weren’t sure what it was about Jake, but you felt like you knew him. Maybe it was his easy going smile or how easily a conversation flowed between the two of you. Jake had sat you down next to him in one of the booths, but at some point in time, you had slid into his lap, his hand resting comfortably on your thigh, like it belonged there. Your drinks had long been discarded and the ice melted.
“So, what are you in town for?” Jake asked, his lips right next to your ear as he tried to speak over the loud sound of the bass.
“Work stuff,” You shrugged. You would rather not get into the details of what was going to be your most stressful weekend of the whole entire season, “What about you? You live here or…?”
“Nah,” Jake chuckled, “Born and raised, but don’t live here. Also visiting for work.”
Right on cue, one of Jake’s friends set down another tray of shots, everyone around the booth grabbing one. Jake kept his arm around you as he reached to grab one. He raised it up, toasting with the rest of his friends, before turning to look at you.
Your breath caught in your throat as you watched him take the shot, holding the alcohol in his mouth. You didn’t need to be told as his hand gripped your face, and brought your jaw towards him, opening your own mouth. You knew it was obscene as Jake spit the alcohol, which was again tequila into your mouth, but you didn’t care. You had barely swallowed the liquid, when you crashed your lips to his.
Jake’s grip on your hips tightened, and you felt the swelling of his cock against your ass. His hand tangled in your hair, pulling you impossibly closer to him. His tongue entered your mouth, tasting of the lime and tequila he had taken earlier. His warmth enveloped you, as you rubbed your thighs together trying to get some friction to relieve the aching heat between your legs. Your hands tangled in his hair, pulling gently on the blonde locks, making a groan fall from his lips. Jake’s lips trailed from yours, leaving a path of sloppy, wet kisses on your skin, sucking with just enough pressure to make a moan tumble from your lips.
“What do you say, sweetheart,” Jake whispered against your skin, the feeling making you shiver in his arms, “Want to get out of here?”
You turned to face him. His green eyes were blown wide with lust, his hair tousled from you running your hands through it, his lips slightly swollen and pouty as he looked at you.
Throwing all caution to the wind, you placed another heated kiss on his lips before pulling away.
“Thought you’d never ask.”
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Prompts 80 & 131 from the smut list (I believe it’s the 2nd list) w/ Nico plz!! Maybe it’s photoshoot/media day & reader is the photographer & goes to fix his hair & make small adjustments to his gear etc. while it’s happening
80. “What? Does that feel good?”
131. “Oh don’t mind me, I’m just enjoying the view”
Nico Hischier x secret relationship! Reader
Warnings?; smut, relationship is secret because reader is the team photographer, hand job(m receiving), oral(m receiving)
Sorry for any error! Hope you enjoy
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Today was a busy day for the New Jersey devils, the season started in three weeks meaning all the media needed done was being taken today. Four media girls had been split up and each given an even group of guys to work with.
You had Jack, Luke, Nico, and Jesper. You didn’t mind working with any of these guys, especially Nico as he was your boyfriend.
There weren’t many people on the team that knew about your relationship but of course Jack did so he didn’t hesitate to tease you about it the whole time you worked with him today, media was annoying to him so he decided to annoy you.
After a good four hours of working with the other three guys it was finally Nicos turn to come into the little media room they had you in. You were thankful it was just the two of you in the room because after a summer full of Nico you were missing your man.
There was a knock on the door before you looked up and seen your boyfriend entering the room. “Hi honey” he greeted you after shutting the door.
“Hi Ni” you replied with a smile as he came over and gave you a kiss on your head.
He waited for your instructions before doing anything, not wanting to mess anything up.
“Okay so first we’re going to take pictures of you in your jersey, so take off your T-shirt and throw your jersey on” you told him pointing to the jersey resting on a little table in the room.
You should have been setting everything up while he got changed but you couldn’t help but stare at his back muscles flexing as he moved, and admire the healing scratch marks on his back from a few nights ago.
“I can feel you staring” he said turning around with a smirk.
“I was admiring my art work, now shush and go sit” you told him
“Yes ma’am” he saluted you before taking a seat.
You got your camera ready and began to take pictures of his front but a piece of his hair was out of place and it was driving you crazy.
“Wait, lean down here for a second” you told him before setting your camera down and making your way to him and fixing his hair.
“Am I runway ready?” He asked with a laugh
“Damn straight you are baby” you laughed with him.
You got the front and back shots of his jersey before having him sit down for his headshot, but before you could even press the button that stupid piece of hair was messed up again.
You let out a groan before once again putting your equipment down and making your way back to him again. As you stood between his legs fixing his hair he ran his hands over your body before letting them rest on your ass.
When you leaned back a little to double check his hair he pulled you right back to him.
“Nico! I have to take your picture” you laughed as he began to kiss your neck.
“Pictures can wait, need you” he said and grabbed your hand to guide it to the bulge in his work out shorts.
“Baby we can’t, your to loud” you laughed and stepped back a little.
“What if I promise to be quite?” He asked giving you puppy dog eyes.
“Fuck fine! But be. Quiet.” You told him before he pulled his shorts and boxers down just enough for his hard dick to pop out.
“Ohh you poor thing, look how swollen your tip is” you teased him and you looked down at it.
“Baby please” he whined
“So impatient” you grumbled before spitting in your hands and slowly jerking him off at.
“Ohh shiitt” he moaned quietly, head thrown back.
You sped up a little watching as he bit his lip to keep himself from crying out to loud. You moved your other hand into his pants to pull his balls out and slowly massage them as well but his hand quickly shot to grab your wrist as soon as you began.
“What? Does that feel good” you mocked him
“Yea-fuck you know it does” he groaned as you began to work him slowly. You just laughed before dropping to your knees and putting him in your mouth.
“Holy shit!” He moaned out a little too loud at the contact of your warm tongue.
You pulled off him with a pop and scolded him for his loud outburst. You put him back in your mouth, taking him as deep as you could and holding yourself there for a moment until you needed to come up for air. You took a deep breath and began to bob you head back on his cock, your hand working what wouldn’t fit in your mouth.
“Your mouths so good” he moaned out in a hushed voice.
“Fuck my face Nico” you told him and watched his eyes light up.
He put a hand on the back of your head and used the other to guide his cock into your mouth before applying it to the back of your head as well.
His first few thrust were soft but they quickly sped up and he was telling you he was close, “shit gonna come down your throat” he told you and he looked down into your eyes.
One last hard thrust and you felt warm liquid run down your throat. He moaned before slowly pulling out of your mouth and tucking himself away as you cleaned around your mouth up.
“What?” You asked as you felt his eyes intensely on you.
“Oh don’t mind me, I’m just enjoying the view” he replied with a smirk.
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i can see you | will smith
"what would you do if they never found us out?"
a part of my will smith au!
perreault!sister x will smith
summary: you hated will smith the second you met him, too cocky & way too interested in validation, but a year later, there you were cozying up with him behind closed doors and denying anything related to secret make out seshes and hidden boyfriends because it would be bad if the whole thing got out, right? ... right?
warning(s): swearing
this is before they reveal their relationship to gabe! and before they go to bc together!
New Year's Eve marked the time for new opportunities, new resolutions, new everything, but there you were, kissing your brother’s besy friend in a Harry-Potter-styled closet, trying your hardest not to laugh when his head would bump into the low ceiling.
You’ve been dating Will for three months, and while they’ve been amazing, they’ve also been… quiet. You two weren’t too big on the whole PDA thing, so trying to keep your hands off him in front of your families wasn’t that much of a problem, but the one thing you hated? Not being able to tell your friends about the heated kisses and love-filled whispers between you and Will. It wasn’t like you didn’t have a choice. Will was totally fine with you telling your friends, he wanted you to be as comfortable as possible, but the only thing stopping you from spilling all the juicy details to your best friends was the fact that they were the biggest gossipers in Michigan.
Like, last month when they found Sandy Pinelli and Morris Johnson making out underneath the bleachers, it wasn’t long after that the entire school found out, and it was barely a day later when Sandy and Morris called it quits on their secret relationship that somehow spanned for almost a whole year. So telling them about you and Will wasn’t an option, and you most definitely weren’t going to tell your brother, Gabe. You weren’t sure who he would be more mad at: you for stealing his best friend, or Will for macking on his little sister.
So there you were, scrambling out of the tiny closet after hearing your friends scream your name amidst the loud music and chanting coming from the kitchen. You fixed your hair, trying to make it look like you weren’t just stealing secret kisses with your secret boyfriend in a secret tiny closet that made your neck hurt if you turned too fast. Everything was just secret upon secret.
You couldn’t blame Will, though. He wasn’t the only person in the relationship that wanted to keep things under wraps. If Gabe found out, he would go crazy. His best friend dating his other best friend? And it didn’t help that he was the one that heard you rant about Will when you were still hating his guts. You told him about all of the nasty things he did, all of the annoying jokes he cracked, your pure hatred for him. To Gabe, that was just Will being Will. You hating him didn’t change anything between the two boys because Gabe always knew it was lighthearted.
Until that one night when you came home crying after Will completely rejected you, saying that going behind Gabe’s back would be too hard; that the whole thing would just explode right in their faces. You hadn’t told Gabe the real reason, but he suspected that it had something to do with Will, so he told Will that if he ever made you cry again, he’s going through a season full of cross checks.
And Will hated not talking to you– you were his favorite person, the only person (besides Gabe) that really understood him and liked him for him, not because he was some big shot hockey player– so later, he agreed to making this work out.
Your friends smiled when they saw you walking over to them, already noticing the post-kiss glow on you.
“Oh my God, you were with a boy!” your friend, Emily (tall blonde) exclaimed as you reached earshot.
Your flushed cheeks immediately began to heat up and your forehead started to sweat a little. “No, I wasn’t,” you said casually, or at least tried to say casually. You couldn’t lie for shit. You would start talking faster and your voice would raise a couple of octaves. It was so obvious.
“Oh my gosh, you were!” Michaela (tall brunette – they all weirdly looked the same the more you looked at them) shouted as they all squealed in excitement. You haven’t liked a guy since… maybe middle school? Possibly elementary? Sure, you had crushes. Thousands of them, like the guy that held the door open for you at Chipotle, or the guy you saw on the other end of the hallway on that cruise to Alaska, but none of them were serious. They were all hallway crushes. This, you and Will, this was real. And it was fucking terrifying.
“Spill! Who was it?” they interrogated as you spotted Will climbing out of the closet, running his hands through his hair the same way you did. He met up with some of his NTDP friends and right in the middle of that circle was Gabe, giving Will a pat on the back and telling him about some girl he met at the party.
“Earth to Y/N!” your other friend, Dakota (tall redhead – more freckles than the rest of them) waved her hand in front of your face, capturing your attention again. “Who is it?”
You shook your head, rolling your eyes. “No one. I just went to the bathroom.”
“Oh, a steamy makeout sesh in the bathroom. That’s hot,” Emily said, Michaela and Dakota nodding in agreement.
“Oh, shut up,” you laughed, dragging them with you towards the kitchen. On your way, you passed by Will and his friend group. You didn’t have to be a mad scientist to realize that he was looking at you the entire time. Not in a creepy way, but in a, making sure you were okay and still there type of way. He hated that he couldn’t hold you and ask if you were okay, or if you wanted to leave early with him. All he wanted was to let everyone know. He saw all of the eyes on you tonight. You looked fucking gorgeous in the little black dress that Emily begged you to wear. Will hated that he wasn’t the only one that got to see it tonight.
His hand ran up your arm, giving you full body chills as you walked past him, but not without feeling the note that he slipped into your hand. You read it when you made it into the kitchen and the girls were busy grabbing drinks and talking to some of the guys in there.
meet me tonight - will
When the time flashed 11:58, you made the excuse that you had to go to the bathroom upstairs. With knowing smiles on your friends lips, they nodded away, letting you get your secret midnight kiss.
You were at the top of the stairs when you could see Will waiting down the hall for you. His suit a bit wrinkled and his necktie falling out of its knot. He looked too good to be real.
Walking down the hallway, you grabbed his arm, pulling him into the nearest room. Luckily it was empty when you shoved him against the wall, your lips so close to his. He smelled like alcohol and expensive cologne, making you wish you could bottle it up and wear it as a perfume.
“I could see you looking at me,” you smirked.
He didn’t even try to hide it. He knew you were looking, trying to pay attention to what your friends were saying, but ultimately failing when your guys’ eyes would meet and he would mouth something funny, making you laugh a bit, almost getting you caught a couple of times.
What you guys were doing was dangerous. If your friends found out, then everyone would find out. Meaning Gabe would find out. But sometimes being someone is more important than that. Sometimes risks need to be taken, and Will would jump through hoops to be with you.
“Almost took me out with this dress,” he smiled, running his hands up and down your hips.
“Yeah?” you laughed. “Maybe that was the point.”
Somehow, he gets closer to you, your lips grazing, but not yet touching. “New Year’s resolution? We tell everyone.”
You froze. You didn’t know if your mouth just stopped working or if your whole entire heart just stopped beating, but nothing was moving. It took a couple of seconds before you could breathe out a response. “Everyone?”
“Unless you don’t want that," he backtracked so fast you were sure that a ghost had passed through him. "I’m okay with anything you’re comfortable with.”
You loved Will for that. You knew how badly he wanted people to know. Sure, he was the one that had doubts in the first place, but at this point, he didn’t even care anymore. He wanted everyone to know who his girl was. And he was tired of girls flirting with him when you were around – it was annoying.
You smashed your lips against his, your hands reaching up towards his neck and playing with his short blonde hair. You stood on your tippy toes as his hands held you up. Your lips moved together so well as if he was some sort of missing piece in your puzzle. Everything about him was just so… perfect.
You pulled back, his lips chasing after yours as you stifled a little laugh. “New Year,” you smiled. “Let’s tell everyone.”
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