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The Split - Jamie Oleksiak
Summary: Jamie and Y/n face the end of their relationship with heartache and resignation. Despite their deep love, they accept the inevitable end.
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Note: Angst.It wasn't requested but for a while now I felt like writing this. Also let me know if you'd be interested in a second part. Thank you 💕
Jamie and Y/n found themselves in an uncomfortable situation. The once lively apartment was now deadly silent, a huge contrast to the laughter, tender words of love and passionate whimpers they had been used to. Y/n who usually exuded a big sense of confidence suddenly appeared smaller in frame which perfectly reflected the weight of the situation they were facing. In that moment, although physically present, Jamie felt undeniable emotional distance between them. He observed Y/n’s face, once so radiant and full of color was now drained and pale. It made Jamie feel guilty and defeated. Her legs visibly trembled and she was questioning her ability to remain standing. The heaviness in her chest made each breath a struggle. Jamie’s gaze lingered on her face, and he thought of all the moments where he started his mornings by tracing the contours of her face as she slept. He thought of the times his lips gently brushed against hers. Yet all he was seeing now was a face that felt oddly unfamiliar as if their shared past had slipped away just over night. Each delicate detail he knew like the back of his hand became distant, so distant that he no longer could find them, leaving him lost.
"I don’t see any other option," she said with a heavy heart. "I can't force you to join me, and I can't stay here. At this point, it feels like there's no going back." Jamie remained silent, her words resounding in his mind as he struggled to comprehend the situation. How had they reached this point? What had led them here? "I'm trying to find it in me to forgive you, but I'm not sure how, and ironically, I'm not even sure if forgiveness is needed. I'm angry, but I also understand you completely."
He let out a defeated sigh and wondered if there was something that could be negotiated even though he knew the answer to that already. "You're set on leaving, whether I'm with you or not. I think that’s enough of a reason for me not to try anymore.” He replied with resignation.
In that moment, the undeniable truth hung in the air, big and scary. This was the end. There was no way they could save what was already lost. There was no more confusion, no more denial.
As Y/n entered his apartment that night, he immediately realized that she wasn't there to mend it. He had anticipated this and believed he was prepared to hear her out and move forward. But it wasn't as simple as he had expected. The sight of her, dressed in a beautiful white silk dress, with her messy hair and sadness in her eyes – she looked tragically beautiful.
Was it a cruel twist of fate to see her in that white dress on the night they were saying goodbye? He had imagined her countless times in that same gown, raising her hand to reach for him as they stood together at the altar. And there she stood before him now in all her beauty slowly raising her left hand to meet her right. With a quick motion, she slid the ring from her finger and handed it over to him. Memories of their love story flickered through his mind as he placed the ring back in her palm, closing her hand around it.
"I can't keep this, Jamie," she whispered sadly. "It doesn't feel right when I'm the one breaking the promise." Jamie tightened his grip around her hand, a silent gesture telling her to reconsider.
The ring was more than just a promise of marriage; it was a symbol of his love for her and the connection they shared. Their relationship was not going to end in a walk down the aisle or a shared lifetime, but his feelings were more than just a formality. As she hesitated, torn between keeping the gesture of his love or releasing it as a sad goodbye, she couldn't help but feel the weight of their mixed emotions and unfulfilled destiny.
In their special bond, they felt like they could take over the world together. Their love was so deep and unique, only they truly understood it. Even though they knew they couldn't change things, they both wondered if there was a way to find common ground. The pain in their heart grew, each moment feeling like a painful stab with a knife.
With a subtle nod, she mustered the strength to pull herself away from him, her fingers tightly wrapped around the ring, symbolizing her reluctant acceptance of the decision to keep it. Reflecting on her options, she acknowledged the ease with which she could eliminate all traces of their relationship by removing their pictures, blocking his number, and getting rid of the gifts he gave her. Yet, despite all these possibilities, that ring remained as a constant reminder of her most profound failure. A bittersweet memento of their lost future.
"I never wanted to—" she began, tears welling up in her eyes, but Jamie quickly interrupted.
"I know," he nodded sympathetically. "God, I've tried so hard not to."
"I know," she echoed his sentiment, a shared understanding passing between them in that moment.
Even in their final moments, amidst the finality of their relationship, they still shared a depth of understanding that remained even as everything crumbled. The love, the happiness, and the comfort they had always found in each other's presence—it all lingered in the air like a reminder of what could have been. Yet, in the harsh reality of their present circumstance, it all seemed tragically useless, nothing more than a bittersweet memory of a time when their love had been enough. Their shared understanding now served as the only last source of comfort, a silent acknowledgment that neither ever wanted to hurt the other. And as they faced the inevitability of their parting, they found solace in the idea that perhaps it wasn't a lack of love that led them to this moment, but rather, a cruel fate that in the end, they weren't supposed to end up together.
With each passing moment Y/n’s strength weakened and she knew she had to make a move before it was too late. She looked at Jamie and gave him a faint smile trying to convey a sense of reassurance that no matter the pain they were both going to be okay. Her gaze then swept across the apartment. She pushed all sentiment aside and prepared herself to leave for the final time. Without uttering another word, she made her way to the door. She knew she had to appear strong, not just for herself but for Jamie as well knowing that only by standing tall they could find a way out of the mess. And so, with determination, Y/n took a deep breath and crossed the threshold. With that she found herself on the other side.
When Jamie heard the door close behind her, his whole body tensed. He watched her leave from the window. She moved slowly, her white dress swaying gently with each step, emphasizing her figure. Jamie wished she would turn around, maybe look back at him one last time, creating a memory to hold onto. But she continued her path without a glance back, her departure leaving ache in Jamie's chest as he stood by the window, feeling a mix of longing and sadness and unbearable loneliness.
Once she disappeared from his sight, the reality of their breakup hit him hard. He was fighting with a heartache so intense that it felt like it could instantly put an end to his life. Her perfume still lingered around him like a ghostly presence, a stark reminder of her absence. Every fiber of his being yearned to chase after her and change his decision but he knew it was too late. He was consumed by doubt, but he later accepted that she had to go, and he had to stay. And that’s how it was supposed to be. He was alone.
It was a struggle for her not to turn around and steal a glance at him, a ritual she had to see if he was eagerly awaiting her arrival whenever she visited. She knew that if she had looked back, it would shatter her completely with no chance of recovery. So, she continued walking, taking her time. Partly because she lacked the strength to hurry, partly to savor that final stroll, and partly aware of his gaze and the difficulty that awaited once she was out of his sight. As soon as she was out of view, she sank against the wall of a nearby apartment building, her emotions finding escape in tears that seemed endless.
After she had let out the last of her sobs, she took a moment to collect herself, summoning all the strength and courage she possessed to stand up. With a deep breath, she steadied herself, straightened her posture, and composed her demeanor, determined to mask the turmoil that had just happened. With a heavy heart hidden behind the facade, she quietly departed as if the emotional storm had left no trace upon her.
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Masterlist
Updated as of: March 6, 2024. Please let me know if any of the links don't work/are incorrect.
(Listed in alphabetical order by first name)
Colton Parayko
Neighbours
My Forever
Brock Boeser
Is There an Us?
Not Overstepping
Rather Forgive You Than Lose You
A Perfect Celebration
Next Summer
Jack Hughes
Gin, Tonic, and Tequila Shots
Something About Red Wine
Jamie Oleksiak
Two Too Many
Broken Promises and Forbidden Relationships
Jeff Skinner
Seeing Other People
Joel Farabee
Three Wishes
Josh Anderson
Like Having You Here
The Magic of Weddings
Kevin Hayes
Crossing Paths
A Long Month Alone, Together
Still Regret It
Mathew Barzal
Missing Piece
Matthew Tkachuk
Hockey Players are Bad News
Does He Know
Always You
Me or Him
One Drunk Night
Then Everything Changed
One Big Charade
Nathan MacKinnon
When We're 25
Nico Hischier
A Love Worth Changing For
Nolan Patrick
Swipe Right
Hot Chocolate and First Kisses
Rather Be in Philadelphia
Final Sumer at the Cabin
Travis Konecny
Prove You Wrong
Do Better
Trevor Zegras
Hard to Forget
Quinn Hughes
No Flirting at Trivia
That Night in Michigan
That Week in Vancouver (pt. 2 of That Night in Michigan)
Rose Coloured Glasses
The Summer It All Changed
Vince Dunn
Just Once | Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four |
Not Enough
Fresh Start and a Familiar Face
Perfect Night
Should Have Seen it Sooner
Sick of It
Instagram Official
Misc:
Andre Burakovsky and Tyson Jost
Soy Lattes and Red Wine | Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Choose Your Ending: Tyson Jost | Andre Burakovsky
Nathan MacKinnon and Tyson Jost
Couples Trip
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all fic | universe | gifs | exchanges
(alphabetical order by team, then by player)
updated: 27 Jan '24
* = contains smut
boston bruins
charlie mcavoy
kiss it better now
buffalo sabres
erik johnson
only all the time (series of one shots)
jeff skinner
your eyes look like coming home
tyson jost
it’s me & you
out of ten
this is getting good now (series of one shots)
calgary flames
noah hanifin
the one who needs saving
carolina hurricanes
andrei svechnikov
kinda hope they catch us
colorado avalanche
gabriel landeskog
‘til you give me all your love
nathan mackinnon
the second time
you always did feel just like home
columbus blue jackets
nick blankenburg
need a little company
dallas stars
jake oettinger
the saddest thing i know
roope hintz
no sound worse than silence
tyler seguin
ain’t no sunshine (#1, #2, #3, #4, #5, playlist)
edmonton oilers
leon draisaitl
lock in your love
florida panthers
matthew tkachuk
don't want to miss you like this
you gotta kiss somebody (sometimes)
los angeles kings
pierre luc dubois
never said a thing
montreal canadiens
josh anderson
what am i to you?
nashville predators
anthony beauvillier
into moonlight (series of one shots)
taylor hall
better at leaving* & i just keep coming back to you*
new jersey devils
dougie hamilton
i’ll bet you didn’t even know
jack hughes
make it weird
we all have our secrets
we don't have no time to waste (series of one shots)
nico hischier
late nights in the middle of june (series of one shots)
not perfect (but we were)
new york islanders
mat barzal
all eyes, they're on you (series of one shots)
uh oh
new york rangers
chris kreider
toward a feminine sea
philadelphia flyers
joel farabee
fell in love with you in stages
travis konecny
take me as i am (series of one shots)
pittsburgh penguins
ryan graves
never saw you coming
to hold your hand (would be the bravest thing)
seattle kraken
andre burakovsky
dreamer (just like you)
we look good together*
jamie oleksiak
my picket fence penguins
your eyes look like coming home
st louis blues
colton parayko
open your heart to me
kasperi kapanen
let's get these wheels in motion*
kevin hayes
got a hold on me* (series of one shots)
how those rumours fly
toronto maple leafs
mitch marner
give the stars something to watch
morgan rielly
sache que je serai la tienne (series of one shots)
william nylander
let's get these wheels in motion*
vancouver canucks
brock boeser
and i had silly dreams
take you one day at a time (series of one shots)
elias pettersson
been a long time coming
quinn hughes
let's finish what we started
until the light shines through
vegas golden knights
nolan patrick
found the cure for a broken heart
say that we'll be together (series of one shots)
washington capitals
nicklas backstrom
give up the game
tom wilson
in the shadows & still want more
winnipeg jets
adam lowry
breaking all the rules
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Writing prompts-
So many to choose from but....
3) “Don’t say it. Don’t you dare say it.”- with Oleksiak
3 - “Don’t say it. Don’t you dare say it.” – Jamie Oleksiak
1.2k words.
First prompt of the batch – let’s do this! I hope you enjoy!
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There he was, standing across the room, in all of his 6ft7 glory. Jamie Oleksiak, the man who still held your heart, despite breaking it over a year ago. If you’d known he’d be here at this bar then you wouldn’t have come anywhere near it, but here you were drink in hand, ready to bolt at the first sign of movement.
Maybe it was a little pathetic, more than a little ridiculous, that this guy still had such a hold over you after shattering your heart into a thousand pieces, but he was Jamie. You could never forget your first real love, not when he looked like that, not when he’d been perfect up until breaking up with you out of the blue. Part of you would always love him, you knew that, but that didn’t mean seeing him laughing and smiling across the room was any easier.
Then again, catching eyes with him was infinitely worse.
Jamie’s beautiful blue eyes locked onto you with an intensity that made your breath hitch in your throat, your whole body freeze up, and by the time you’d recovered enough to shake your head out of your stupor, he was already walking over to you. Brilliant.
“Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes. You look just as beautiful as ever.”
“What are you doing here, Jamie?” you sighed, trying desperately to coolly ignore his flirting.
“Can’t a guy want to party every now and again?” he asked, smirking slightly.
Rather than reacting outwardly to that smirk, like the butterflies rioting in your stomach were, you just rolled your eyes.
“I meant here, in Dallas. You fucked off to Seattle after breaking up with me, remember?” you said dryly.
“I didn’t just fuck off to Seattle, I was picked in the expansion draft-” he mused.
Technicality.
“-and we’re playing the Stars tomorrow, so we’re in town for tonight,” Jamie finished, shrugging.
“And that means you’re bothering me…why?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.
Jamie just grinned, sending shivers down your spine. “If you’re really that bothered by me coming over to say hi, baby, then I’ll go.”
“I’m not your baby,” you shot back.
He just stayed silent as you took a sip of your drink, grin widening when you didn’t tell him to leave, like the idiot you were. Weak and foolish for him, just as you used to be. That much hadn’t changed, clearly.
“So how have you been?” he asked, leaning up against the bar top.
“Good. Better than when you broke my heart. Are you really here to make small talk?”
Jamie winced but laughed softly, shaking his head. “You haven’t changed at all. I’ve missed that. I miss you, that fire I lov-”
“Don’t say it. Don’t you dare say it,” you said sharply.
“Say what?” he murmured, eyes never leaving yours.
“That you love me.”
“Why not? You know it’s true.”
“No, it’s not. You just think you love me because you miss how easy our relationship was,” you said, scowling slightly.
Jamie huffed out a laugh, shaking his head. “I think I know my own feelings. I love you.”
“Yeah, right, okay let’s pretend for one second that you love me – what does that change, hm? Does that magically solve anything? You broke up with me, remember?” you scoffed.
“Sweetheart, come on…”
“Don’t call me sweetheart! Jesus, Jamie, what is going on with you?” you asked incredulously, “You broke up with me. You have made no attempt to contact me at all and here you are saying you miss me? That you love me? What is this bullshit?”
“It’s not bullshit. I was an idiot, sweetheart, leaving you behind when I should’ve begged for you to come with me. I missed you the second I stepped on that plane and I’ve been kicking myself for not fighting harder, for taking what I thought was the easy way out. And then I was too ashamed to call you, to text you, when I knew you deserved better. When I saw you across the bar tonight, it felt like I got a second chance to make things right with you. Please tell me I still have a chance?”
Your lips parted in shock as the words poured out of his mouth, far more eloquent in revealing his feelings than he ever had been when the two of you were together. In all honesty, you were stunned, confused, flustered, and so many other things, all of his words ones that you’d wanted to hear for so long and yet now that you’d heard them? It was overwhelming to say the least.
“Jamie, I…”
You trailed off into silence, not finding the words as his continued to overwhelm you, Jamie just standing there staring at you, his pretty blue eyes pleading their case.
“I don’t know what to say,” you eventually murmured, hands clutching at your empty drink glass.
The confidence in his body seemed to drain away, causing him to lean even more against the bar. “I guess I picked the worst possible place to try to win you back, huh?”
You chewed your bottom lip briefly before you sighing, smiling sadly. “Yeah I’m not really sure what you expected to happen, J.”
Something in his eyes sharpened at the use of his nickname, and he tilted his eyes as he made eye contact with you properly again, sending shivers down your spine once more.
“If I called you, would you answer?”
“What?” you asked, confused.
“If I picked up the phone and called you, like I wish I’d done hundreds of times over, would you answer?” he repeated, staring you down.
“Uh, depends on the context, I guess,” you said hesitantly.
“I want to fight for us. I already told you that I know I’m an idiot for breaking up with you. So if I called you, every day, to restart what I should never have thrown away, would you give me that second chance?”
Your breath hitched in your throat at the implication of his words. “You want us to try long distance?”
“It could work. We don’t know until we try, right? I know that I don’t deserve you to even give this a shot, but I’ll get down on my knees right here right now to beg you if you want,” Jamie said, eyes serious even if he was smiling.
“Oh my god J, don’t kneel down here, the floor is disgusting,” you groaned, cheeks heating regardless at the thought of the action.
Jamie grinned, stepping a little closer to you, those traitorous butterflies igniting in your stomach again. “So you’ll answer if I call?”
You bit your bottom lip as you stared deeply into his blue eyes, gasping softly as his hand moved to rest on your waist.
“I…I guess I can answer the phone. But I’m not promising more than once,” you said simply.
You had to protect your heart. If he couldn’t deliver what he promised, fighting for the two of you long distance, making up for breaking your heart, then you couldn’t put yourself through that again. But he was right – you didn’t know until you tried, and you knew you would regret it if you said no.
“Baby you won’t regret this, I promise,” he said happily, hands squeezing your waist to punctuate his words.
You could only hope he was right this time.
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Thank you for tagging me @dwisp!
✨️ no°1 team?
Seattle Kraken babyyyyy
💌 your favorite goalie?
Marc Andre Fleury, easy. I love watching him play and I will forever cry that he is not a penguin still.
🔟 what would be your jersey number?
10 (move over matty!) It's my dating/wedding anniversary date.
👯🏻♂️ what team would you love to play for?
If we're talking the NHL, Seattle Kraken for sure. But realistically a small woman's beer league would be so fun. I'm not competitive at all so I need something low stakes.
❤️🔥 who is your favorite player currently?
Jamie Oleksiak. I think he is underappreciated in a lot of forms. I have seen some comments on reddit condemning him for not using his size to fight more and it really angers me. Yes, he is more likely to fight than others on the team but that's not all he is good for. He has been creating a lot of chances for us lately and supporting the goalies. His size comes in handy when it comes to shooting the puck because his stick is so long (ehehehe) he can take shots further away from the goal than others. Not to mention his tenacity to fight for the puck in the boards. Plus, he's hot.
👀 a trade that hurt you emotionally?
Jordan Staal to the Canes. I remember exactly where I was when it happened and I cried. He was my favorite player on the pens and I was absolutely heartbroken. It made sense because he wasn't getting the recognition he deserved in Pitt but damn, I was sad lol
🌈 what is your experience on hockeyblr so far?
It's been wonderful! I like that hockeyblr is open to following more than one team. I have started following different players and a few different teams because of it.
and then tag some mutuals you'd like to know these about ☺️🏒🖤
@muldxr @jules-of-the-deep @jaredmccann @cataroo @squiddieteam
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Here are some suggested titles with hooks and potential to go viral: 1. "Lights out for Vegas: Stars shine in back-to-back wins against Golden Knights" 2. "Dallas dominates: Stars grab momentum with two big wins over Vegas" 3. "Golden upset: Stars stun Vegas with consecutive victories in playoffs" 4. "Star power: Dallas takes control with back-to-back wins over Golden Knights" 5. "First Vegas, now the world: Stars make a statement with two playoff wins in a row
Here are some suggested titles with hooks and potential to go viral:
1. "Lights out for Vegas: Stars shine in back-to-back wins against Golden Knights"
2. "Dallas dominates: Stars grab momentum with two big wins over Vegas"
3. "Golden upset: Stars stun Vegas with consecutive victories in playoffs"
4. "Star power: Dallas takes control with back-to-back wins over Golden Knights"
5. "First Vegas, now the world: Stars make a statement with two playoff wins in a row
Lights Out for Vegas: Stars Shine in Back-to-Back Wins Against Golden Knights
The Dallas Stars have been on a roll in the playoffs, and their back-to-back wins against the Vegas Golden Knights only solidify their position as a serious contender for the Stanley Cup. Here's a breakdown of what happened in these exciting games.
First Game: Comfortable Victory for Dallas
In the first game of the series, the Stars put on a masterclass of offensive efficiency, scoring three goals with just 19 shots on goal. Anton Khudobin was outstanding in goal, stopping 25 shots and earning his first playoff shutout. Vegas simply couldn't get anything going offensively, and their frustration showed as they racked up 34 penalty minutes.
Goals Galore
The Stars' three goals came from three different players -- Jamie Oleksiak, Joel Kiviranta, and Jason Dickinson. Dickinson's goal came on the power play, as Vegas couldn't stay out of the penalty box. It was an impressive display of depth scoring, and a reminder that the Stars aren't a one-line team.
Second Game: Nail-Biting Finish
The second game was a much closer affair, but the Stars were able to hold on for a 3-2 victory. Joe Pavelski was once again the hero for Dallas, scoring two goals in the game. The Stars had a 3-1 lead heading into the third period, but Vegas made things interesting with a goal from defenseman Shea Theodore.
Pavelski Comes Up Clutch
Pavelski's two goals were both scored on the power play, and he now has eight goals in the playoffs -- tied for the most in the NHL. He's been a revelation for the Stars this season, and his leadership and clutch performances in the playoffs have been invaluable.
The Stars Are Shining
With these two wins, the Stars have taken a commanding 2-0 lead in the series. They're playing with confidence and taking advantage of Vegas' mistakes. Khudobin has been a standout in goal, and the Stars' balanced offense is proving to be a handful for the Golden Knights.
What's Next?
The series is far from over -- the Golden Knights are a tenacious team and have shown the ability to bounce back from adversity. But the Stars are playing like a championship team, and if they can keep up this level of play, they'll be a tough out for any opponent.
Conclusion
The Dallas Stars are on a roll, and their back-to-back wins against the Vegas Golden Knights only solidify their status as a serious contender for the Stanley Cup. With a balanced offense, a clutch goaltender, and a confident attitude, the Stars are a team to watch as the playoffs progress.
FAQs
1. Who scored for the Stars in the first game?
- Jamie Oleksiak, Joel Kiviranta, and Jason Dickinson.
2. Who was the hero for Dallas in the second game?
- Joe Pavelski, who scored two goals on the power play.
3. What is Anton Khudobin's playoff shutout record?
- He earned his first playoff shutout in the first game against Vegas.
4. How many goals does Pavelski have in the playoffs?
- He has eight goals, tied for the most in the NHL.
5. What's the current series score between Dallas and Vegas?
- Dallas leads the series 2-0. #NEWS
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Change - Jamie Oleksiak
“Baby?”
“Hmm?”
“Are you coming to bed anytime soon?”
She was sitting on the floor surrounded by piles of tiny clothes, color coordinated and arranged by size. I watched her nod rapidly before diving back into her task, her ponytail bobbing as she went.
“Sweetheart?”
“Hmm? What?”
“It’s almost two in the morning. Are you coming to bed?”
“I’m almost done!” She waved off my protests and I sighed, moving to sit down behind her. Her arms slowed to a stop as I began kneading her shoulders. “Jamie-”
“You’re really tense.”
“I have stuff to do.”
“We have three more weeks.”
“You don’t know that!” Her argument was almost as weak as her voice and I knew I had her, taking her hand in mine and pulling her to her feet as I stood. “Jamie, we’re not ready.”
“Come to bed and I promise we’ll get this done. First thing tomorrow morning.”
“You promise?” She fell into me as I lifted her up, slipping out of the nursery and down the hall. Her eyes were half closed as I set her down and she sighed happily as I pulled the covers up over her, climbing in on my side. I pulled her close to me and kissed her cheek, smiling as she laced her fingers in mine. “You promise?”
“I promise.”
“Love you.”
“I love you more.” She was fast asleep before I said it back and I smiled against the crook of her neck. My hand was resting on her belly and the magnitude of her words hit me. Three weeks until our lives changed forever.
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Hi can you write a Jamie Oleksiak request where he is dating a short/shy girl and he is protective of her and loves to cuddle and hug her. She wakes up startled from a loud thunderstorm while he is still sleeping so she snuggles into him further to calm her down. He eventually wakes up from her shivering as she is cold and he pulls her on top of him to keep her warm as she gets cold easily and gives her back rubs. Just some fluff with lots of forehead kisses/hair stroking. Thanks 😊
Of course! I absolutely loved writing this and even as it’s shorter than my usual imagines are, I’m really proud of how it turned out. I hope you like it! Thanks for your request :)
word count: 607 words
TW: none
Normally, you wouldn’t be so scared of a thunderstorm. It’s just a storm, you told yourself over and over again, trying to calm down.
Next to you was lying a big warm body, Jamie’s chest heaving up and down with every one of his relaxed breaths. It was one of the cold nights of the year and your feet were already freezing, so you snuggled more into his side, welcoming his body heat. His smell - it was always his smell that would calm your senses.
And as your body once again slowed down, you realized you weren’t able to fall asleep even as the storm was over. Yes, you weren’t startled anymore, but you were so freaking cold, even with Jamie’s body next to you.
“Y/N? Why are you awake?” Jamie mumbled sleepily as you once again shivered under the covers. Your toes curled up as you heard his deep, rusty voice. You loved how his voice sounded when he woke up.
“I’m cold,” you complained and kissed his jaw. Jamie’s arms around your waist pulled you as close as possible to him, making your body move on top of his.
“Better?” he asked with his lips touching your forehead before giving it a gentle kiss.
“Yeah, babe. Thanks for taking care of me.” He rubbed slow circles on your back, your skin suddenly feeling really hot. With your head lying on Jamie’s chest, you could hear the way his heart beated - slow and steady.
For your ears, it was a symphony.
“I love taking care of you. And I always will.”
You smiled into his chest - you knew he felt it - and this time kissed him on the tip of his nose, making Jamie laugh out loud. The sound of his laughter shook with your entire body and you couldn’t resist the smile forming on your lips.
“I love you, you know that?” you whispered into the dark night.
“You’ve never made me doubt it, love.” He was playing with your hair, braiding a small part of it that fell on his shoulder. “And, of course, I love you too. I love you so-” he kissed your forehead “so-” again “much.” and again.
You both fell silent, enjoying the feeling of the moment. You traded kisses in the darkness, whispered sweet promises in the middle of the night.
Just then, you recalled one of your first dates. Jamie didn’t take you out for a dinner, no. He called you if you had time to hang out and when you said yes, he answered that with a simple “then come outside”. You, in your sweatpants and everything, did as he said so, got into his car and the two of you rode far, far away, without any destination or even an idea where you wanted to go. After a few hours, Jamie stopped the car in the middle of nothing, reached for your hand with his and said: “Let’s dance - they’re playing my favourite song.”
And so you stepped out of his car, took the offered hand and danced with him. It was the middle of the summer and even though it was nearly two hours after midnight, you felt warm. Your heart felt warm.
It was that moment you realized you loved this man - that you loved Jamie with your whole heart and soul.
Back in your apartment, lying on top of your boyfriend, listening to his even breathing, you didn’t feel the cold anymore; with Jamie so close to your body and the memory of you two dancing in the dark so close to your heart, you felt that kind of warmth all over again.
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can you please do fluff #15 with Jamie Oleksiak???
15. "i can't wait to see you." - jamie oleksiak
word count: 1.6k
pairing: jamie oleksiak x reader
Jamie had left for Seattle the day he got the call from his agent.
You’d be lying if you said you weren’t upset about how quickly things were changing. One second, he was a fan favourite of the Dallas Stars, next he was being left unprotected and easily getting swept up by the Seattle Kraken in the midst of the expansion draft.
He had promised you things wouldn’t change too much, that the two of you would be able to work everything out and figure out what you were going to do, whether you were going to follow him to Seattle or try to make it work from miles away. He had promised you that you guys would figure it out before engulfing you up in his arms, his body wrapping eagerly around you as you pressed yourself as close to his as you could.
Jamie bid you goodbye with an eager press to your lips, his body ducking down while your lips moulded against each other, the unspoken words flowing through before he pulled away, a quick press of his lips to your forehead and one last hug before he had to make his way through the airport.
That was three days ago, and you were already starting to lose it a little on the inside. Jamie was busy, you knew that it was inevitable, but the two of you had barely had the opportunity to talk, the Kraken hoarding him and his teammates during the short week they had with them before they let the players loose for the summer.
Every time your phone vibrated, or your watch dinged, or you felt even the slightest movement of your phone, you were pulling it up to your face and trying to figure out if it was Jamie messaging you or calling you, but it never was. Especially in the middle of the day.
Except for this time.
The FaceTime request shined bright on the screen in front of you, Jamie’s contact name evident at the top of the screen as the FaceTime sound made its way throughout the small deck you found yourself on. You were still in Jamie’s Dallas house, agreeing that he’d meet you there the moment Seattle let him go free for the summer.
His face appeared on the screen, a wide toothy grin crossing his face when he made eye contact through the screen.
“Look at that beautiful damn face, baby. I’ve missed you.”
Sticking your tongue out at him, you could feel your cheeks start to warm as his compliment. “Don’t go getting all sappy now, Big Rig, I still have almost a week until I get to see your handsome face in person.”
“What if it was… less than a week?”
Quirking an eyebrow at him, urging him to continue as you didn’t let any words pass your lips.
“I’ve been thinking. We have a lot of free time in Seattle, I’ve just been spending it with the boys, but Ebs is bringing his wife up on Thursday, and Tanev said he’s flying his girlfriend up tomorrow. You wanna come? See the city I’m going to beg you to move to?”
The immense joy that burst inside of you at his words was incomparable. That was the last thing you were expecting Jamie to say, you didn’t even let a thought cross your mind before you were nodding your head eagerly, a large grin taking over your face as you looked at your boyfriend through the screen.
“Oh my god, yes. Obviously yes, one hundred times yes.”
A wide grin took over Jamie’s face as he watched your excitement play out. He had barely given it a though when his teammates said they were bringing their wives and girlfriends to go house-hunting with them, citing the fact that it would be a better idea to get started now than at the end of the summer and right before training camp.
Jamie quickly jumped on the idea, knowing full well that there was no guarantee you were moving from Dallas to Seattle for him, but after all of the houses he had the opportunity to see in his few days here, he knew it would be easy enough to convince you how worth it the move would be. He just didn’t know how right he was.
“Glad you said yes, your plane ticket should already be sitting in your email. See you tomorrow at 10am, babe.”
Mock groaning at the early flight time, all you did was pout as Jamie continued to grin back at you.
“I can’t wait to see you, baby.”
“I can’t wait to see you either, lover.”
Your arms barely wrapped all the way around his body, your frame tucked happily against his own large one as the both of you ignored the hordes of people walking past. Solely focused on each other, Jamie whispered sweet nothings in your ear, telling you how much he’d missed you, and how happy he was to see you, and how excited he was for you to see Seattle.
The cool air of his rental car greeted you kindly, the warm Seattle air unexpected. You couldn’t deny that Jamie was right, Seattle was beautiful, and you did love it practically the moment you saw it.
His hand was pressed gently against the exposed thigh above your knee, eagerly pressing a kiss to your lips at every stoplight, squeezing your thigh with every laugh that passed his lips. You had missed him so much, and this was why. He was attentive, and kind, and just a constant figure, he constantly made his presence known and apparent, constantly made sure you knew how loved you were and how obsessed with you he was.
“I feel like we’re going the complete opposite way of the hotel?”
“How would you know where the hotel is, nerd? You’ve never even been here before.”
Pursuing your lips at him, you turned your head slightly to look out the back window, the downtown core of Seattle highlighted in the view you were currently looking at. Forcing your body back around to glance at him, you quirked an eyebrow in response.
Rolling his eyes playfully, all Jamie did was squeeze your thigh again and grin. “I’m showing you something that I think you’ll love. Brought you out here for a reason, didn’ I?”
Shrugging your shoulders with a smile, you grabbed his much larger hand and entwined your fingers with his. His response: a light and gentle squeeze before pressing the back of your hand to his lips and then moving your entwined fingers back to the top of your thigh.
The house began to appear, the downtown core slowly dissipating as Jamie made his way more and more towards the suburbs of Seattle. The houses were all beautiful, the minimalistic and cottage core-like aesthetic flowing through the area the deeper and deeper Jamie found himself driving.
It took a few minutes for Jamie to find the parking lot he was looking for, a playground parking lot the most vacant lot he could find in the area. Curious, you followed his lead, unbuckling your seatbelt and following him out of the car. His arm easily wrapped around your shoulder as he directed you on where to walk, the conversation flowing lightly between the two of you.
The area was quiet, there were some families on the playground, couples walking their dogs, but it was quiet, and homey. Similar to the area you and Jamie lived in, in Dallas.
Pointing with his hand that wasn’t attached to the arm wrapped around your shoulder, you averted your eyes to gaze at the object. Your eyes met the bright right of a ‘sold’ sign, the beautiful mint-coloured home behind it staring back at you.
“Jordan Eberle and his wife bought this house before they even looked at it. Ebs and I went yesterday, it’s so gorgeous in there. You’d love it. Open-concept kitchen, the living room couches won’t be pressed against the wall, the master bedroom has two walk-in closets. You’d be so jealous.”
You couldn’t deny the jealousy that creeped up inside of you at the sounds of what he was describing. Four things ticked off your list for the future house Jamie and you would one day hopefully inhabit, almost immediately? Sounded too good to be true.
The two of you continued, before stopping in front of a second house, just steps away from the previous one you had eyed.
“This house is almost identical. Except for the colour, obviously. But the baby blue and white are cute, no?”
Nodding your head at his words, you couldn’t deny that the house was cute. Minimalistic, a nice white porch, a swing prevalent just steps away from the front door. Just the outside alone was everything you had always dreamed of and more.
“Almost the same setup inside, except one of the walls on the main floor may have to be torn down to accommodate an open concept kitchen,” quirking an eyebrow at his words, you turned to him with a questioning look in his eyes.
“I want you to move to Seattle with me, I’m prepared to put an offer in for this house in 25 minutes if you say you like the house and that you’ll move here. I’ll even let you decorate it to your heart’s desire, be our own little interior designer or whatever.”
You could barely contain the smile of glee at his words, you had been on edge about following Jamie to another city after getting situated in Dallas for the second time, change was hard, but when it felt like change kept occurring every two years… well… it made things even more difficult.
It was like Jamie could sense your worries as he started again, “Seattle’s in it for the long-run. The contracts five years. I think here is it for us, baby. I think you’d love it here, and I think you’d love this house.”
“Show me our future house then, Mr. Oleksiak.”
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Angsty one shot ideas? ✨
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Two Too Many ~ Jamie Oleksiak
Summary: Secrets come to the surface after Jamie gets home from two months in the bubble.
Word Count: ~2,000
Warnings: None
A/N: Unedited and written while I was tipsy so read with caution.
You didn’t expect it. You didn’t expect the way it would feel to be away from Jamie for so long. The dull ache lodged in your chest every time you thought about how he wasn’t there. You couldn’t call him and ask him to come over and watch a movie, couldn’t ask if he wanted to go on an impromptu road trip, you couldn’t invite him to go for brunch with you, hungover after a girl’s night watching reality tv and drinking wine.
And it wasn’t like you weren’t used to not having your best friend around 24/7. You had gotten used to the fact that travelling was part of his job. That some nights, even when you wanted to be with him, you simply could’t. But it had been two months this time and everyday seemed harder than the last.
You called, you texted, you FaceTimed. But nothing replaced the way it felt to be wrapped in Jamie’s arms after a hard day at work. To hear him chuckle at a dumb joke in the movie you were watching on the couch in your living room. To see his smile as you climbed into his car late at night after you texted him telling him that you couldn’t sleep so instead you would go for ice cream and sit in his car listening to music and talking about anything and everything instead of trying to sleep.
You had watched every single game of his. Plus many of the other games during the playoffs as well. Because you had loved hockey even before you met Jamie. But of course with one of your best friends playing in the NHL your love of the sport had only grown.
You were devastated after game five. You didn’t even want to watch the last few minutes. But you forced yourself to do it, because you knew you had to. You had to support Jamie even when things weren’t going well. You knew how badly Jamie wanted this, how hard the whole team was working, how close they were to the one thing they were fighting for. Once the television switched from Stanley Cup coverage to the late night news you turned the TV off, sitting in your living room waiting for a text from Jamie. Normally it would have been you to send the first text, win or lose. Because you knew he wouldn’t be able to get back to right away and you wanted there to be something on his phone when he finally got to it after a game. But that night, you couldn’t. Because you couldn’t think of a single thing to say. Nothing felt right. So you waited and you waited and you waited. And you didn’t get a text. Instead the first thing you received from him was a FaceTime call, late that night when he was back in his hotel room, showered and tired and tucked into his bed. And you talked for hours in soft and hushed voices till you both drifted to sleep. You awoke the next morning to your phone completely dead and laying beside your pillow, leaving you late for work that day. But you didn’t mind, because truthfully, you would do anything for Jamie.
The next night you awaken to a racing heart, your eyes open but receiving nothing except the streetlights shining through the edge of your closed curtains. Laying in silence you try to piece together what had happened. You hadn’t had a nightmare, not that you could remember. But just as you roll over, your eyes closing again to try and fall back asleep you receive your answer. A knock at your door.
Pushing your blankets back you grasp your phone, unlocking it and ready to call for help as you slowly and quietly creep through your apartment. But when you peer through the peephole on your front door every ounce of panic you had vanished. Your fingers are shaking slightly as you fumble with your deadbolt and then the chain, a whole array of emotions and feelings swirling inside of you. It had been a couple days since the Stanley Cup final. With the circumstance you weren’t sure when you would see him, when he would get back.
“Jamie,” you whisper, staring up at him, your hand on the edge of the door as you stare up at him, like you weren’t sure he was really there. It had been two months and it was the same Jamie but he looked tired, looked deflated. And your heart had broken watching Dallas lose game five but this was a whole different type of pain. Seeing him like this and knowing there was nothing you could do.
“I’m sorry, I know it’s late. I should have just gone home but-.”
“Jamie,” you say again, this time with intention. “Don’t apologize, you can come here anytime you want.” Stepping forward you lean up, wrapping your arms around his large body, warm and comfortable.
“I love you,” Jamie whispers into your neck, leaning down to wrap you in a tight hug.
“I love you too,” you whisper back. It was the truth, in every sense of the words. But you could only assume he was saying it in the way you had said the words to plenty of your other friends before. That he loved you like a family member, like a friend he had grown up with, like a person who you would do anything for, who you trusted with your life.
Jamie straightens his back, lifting you off the ground as he steps into your apartment, the weighted door falling shut behind you two. “Can you stay here tonight?” you whisper, feeling your eyes fill with tears. And you feel a wave of guilt. Because you shouldn’t be crying, you shouldn’t be upset. You needed to be the rock for Jamie, to be there for him through whatever he was feeling.
“Of course,” Jamie tells you, gently placing you back onto the ground. “Of course I’ll stay if you want me to,” he adds, looking down at you. “Are you…?”
Giggling you shake your head, quickly reaching up and wiping your eyes. “No,” you lie, sniffling quietly. “I’m fine.”
“What’s wrong?” Jamie asks, his arms around you again, his chin on top of your head as he holds you tight against his chest.
“Nothing is wrong,” you tell him honestly. “I just don’t ever want to be away from you for that long again.”
Jamie pulls back a little, looking down at you with a soft gaze. “Never,” he says quietly.
“I’m sorry.”
“For what?”
Your eyes narrow slightly as you stare up at him, hands still clamped on his arms. “The...cup,” you mumble hesitantly, wondering if perhaps you shouldn’t have brought it back up. But what you hadn’t realized was that Jamie wasn’t burying the loss deep inside, to never have to process it. He was simply so caught up in you that every single other thing and person in his life had faded away for the time being.. That he was so focused on you, on how much he missed you over the last two months, on how much he loved you, that nothing else seemed to matter.
“Oh,” Jamie whispers, nodding slowly as it all hits him again. How much he wanted it, like nothing he had ever wanted before. To be able to come home as a winner, to be a cup winner. To have something to show after nine weeks away. “Yeah, I…” Jamie trails off and you know it’s because he doesn’t know what to say, how to express how he’s feeling.
“Are you tired?” you ask even though you know the answer. You know from more than the time of day. You know based on the bags under his eyes, the way his voice doesn’t carry any inflection, how his shoulders are slumped just slightly.
“Yes,” Jamie tells you without a moment of hesitation.
Reaching over you turn the deadbolt on the door, reaching over and grabbing his hand as you gently tug him towards your bedroom. “I...the couch,” Jamie mutters.
Jamie had spent many nights in your apartment and you had spent many nights in his. But one of you was always on the couch. Because you were just friends, and that’s what friends did. “Jamie,” you say quietly, turning around in your dim bedroom, looking up at him. “You’re not going to sleep on the couch, I’m not letting you. You deserve a good night’s sleep...at the very least. We’re both adults, you don’t think we can share a bed?”
Jamie inhales sharply and even though you can barely see him in the dark room you do notice the way every muscle in his body seems to stiffen. “Yeah...yeah,” he finally mutters after a couple seconds of silence. Hesitating you nod, stepping away from him to walk to the other side of your bed. “No,” Jamie suddenly exclaims the second you rest one knee on the edge of your bed.
Pausing you straighten up, leaving your one leg on the bed as you stare at his silhouette standing five feet away from you. “No...what?”
“No, I can’t share a bed with you,” Jamie explains and you watch him run a hand through his hair. “It’s not okay...not when I love you like this. You think I just see you as a friend and I can’t share a bed with you pretending that’s the truth.”
You slowly pull your other leg onto the bed, crawling across it.
“Y/N,” Jamie whispers as you stop in front of him, still on your knees on his side of the bed now.
Reaching up you bring one hand to the back of his neck, pulling him down to your level as you press your lips to his. And he doesn’t hesitate, not even for a second, before he’s kissing you back. It’s gentle and soft as he pushes himself forwards, your own body falling back with his. Slipping an arm around your back Jamie holds you up as you slide your legs from underneath you, lowering you down till your back hits the mattress and he’s hovering over you. “Jamie...Jamie,” you mutter against his lips.
“Yes?” Jamie asks, pulling back immediately. “Are you okay? Is this...okay?”
Nodding you keep one hand on the back of his neck, the other propped beneath you to support yourself. “Yes, I just...earlier, when you said you loved me…?”
“I love you,” Jamie repeats. “As more than just your friend.”
Pushing your hand harder into the bed you lean up to bring your lips back closer to his. “I love you too, Jamie,” you whisper before pressing your lips to his again.
And you felt like a teenager again, your stomach alive with butterflies as you let Jamie lay you back onto your bed, kissing you slowly and passionately. His hands remained above your waist the entire time you were making out, till you finally pulled away, your breath heavy as you looked up at him. “You said you were tired.”
“Not for you,” Jamie mutters and you can’t help but giggle. At how cheesy it was. But you couldn’t deny how much you loved it. “What’s so funny?” Jamie inquires and through the soft light streaming in through the window you can see the smirk on his lips.
“You,” you whisper, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. “So, are you going to sleep on the couch...or?” you joke.
Jamie chuckles and slides one arm underneath your body, easily moving you over to make room for himself. Laughing you scoot to the other side, slipping back under the blankets as you roll onto your side, your eyes suddenly heavy with sleep as you watch him peeling off his shirt and jeans. When Jamie climbs into the bed you shuffle closer, feeling the warmth of his body radiating from him even before your skin touches his.
“Thank you,” Jamie whispers after you settle against him, your chest on his shoulder.
“For what?” you whisper, your fingers slowly running along his bare chest as you fight against the pull of sleep. For the first night in two months you felt completely content, happier than you had in a long time. With Jamie at your side. With the truth that you had been hiding for so long finally out in the open, to find those hidden feelings reciprocated.
“Just...being you. Your texts and calls through this whole thing...it just made things so much easier. You...you just make things easier...and better,,.in every way,” Jamie tells you, stumbling slightly through the serious topic.
Lifting your head slightly you place a gentle kiss against the front of his shoulder. “You make everything better for me too, Jamie. Two months without you was two too many,” you whisper, settling back into him as you quickly fall asleep beside Jamie, for the first time in a future filled with many nights just like this one.
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All Clean - Jamie Oleksiak
Word Count: 657
Requested: Yes
When you heard the doorbell, your mind scrambled to try and think who it was. You weren’t expecting anyone or food for that matter. You’d been in the middle of cleaning the bathroom when it rang. So there you were answering the door looking like a bum. You had your cleaning clothes on, the leggings with holes in them, along with a t-shirt that was half hanging off your one shoulder. Your hair was thrown up in a messy bun, well that was kind of an understatement as it was falling out at this point.
As you peered through the peephole, you saw Jamie standing there. The two of you had officially been dating for a while now, though you were quite sure he’d never seen you look this much of a mess. And had he not been standing on your porch right now, he still wouldn’t be seeing you like this. He was supposed to be on a road trip and not coming home until later or at least that’s what he told you when you made plans to meet up for dinner.
“Jame, what are you doing here?” You asked half hiding behind the door.
“We got in early and I just wanted to head over and see my girl.” He answered walking through the archway into your townhouse. “Have you always been this beautiful?” He bent down and greeted with a passionate kiss, and had you not been so worried about your appearance; you would’ve been swept away in an instant.
You pulled away from the kiss saying, “Haha, you’re so funny. Why don’t you grab a drink, while I go change?”
He grabbed your hand before you could dash upstairs. “Baby, you look beautiful.”
“No, I don’t.” You added as he hulled you into his arms. “I was cleaning the bathroom and probably smell. Whereas you look all….” Your hands, which you realized where the only clean at the moment, skated up his shirt. “Well, you look your handsome self as always. At least let me go grab a shower and put on some decent clothes.”
“Good idea. I’ll join you.”
You giggled. “This is not your fancy place Jame, it’s just a regular old bathroom, with not much space for both of us.”
“Which is why you should move in with me?”
You blinked a few times at his words. Were you hearing him correctly? “I’m sorry what did you say?”
“Honestly (Y/N), I don’t think I’ll ever be able to live without you. It’s why I came here first thing when I got off the plane.” He pulled you closer to him if that was even possible. “I want you not only in my life (Y/N), but in my home and bed as well. Well if you say yes it’ll be our home and bed.”
He looked down at you, just waiting for your answer. It wasn’t like you hadn’t thought about it. You knew that Jamie was the one for you. “Are you sure you can handle me looking like this from time to time?”
His nose touched yours as he gave you a sweet little Eskimo kiss. “Babe, you’d look gorgeous in a paper bag and I look forward to seeing you like this all the time.”
“Well, not all the time.” You said before going up on your tiptoes and giving him a kiss.
“So, is that a yes?” Jamie asked expectantly.
“Hmmm, I think it is.” He picked you up and swung you around the living room before setting you back down where his lips devoured you. When he finally broke away, he took your hand and started upstairs with you. “Ummm where are we going?”
“Well I’m willing to attempt shower sex in your bathroom or did you want to start packing first?” You just laughed all the way upstairs with the man you knew you’d be spending the rest of your life with.
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my picket fence - jamie oleksiak
summary: Relationships can rekindle just as quick as they flamed out.
word count: 855
She hadn’t expected to see him again after the trade. He was the only connection she had to the organization and they hadn’t kept in contact with any of his friends—because they were his friends—and they hadn’t been together long enough for her to form any attachment to his friends’ girlfriends. She missed some of them vaguely—their warm and welcoming personalities, the type of person that’s missed even after a single meeting—but not enough to keep in touch.
She certainly hadn’t expected to see him walking down main street. There was no reason to run and hide but there was also no reason to make an effort to cross the road to talk to him. He had other ideas, though, and crossed the street, leaving behind Curtis and Gemel just to talk to her.
Every feeling she had ever felt for him rushed through her veins—the love and the hurt—and she smiled as convincingly as she could manage.
“Hi Jamie,” she said when he was standing in front of her.
She’d forgotten just how tall he really was.
“How have you been?”
“I guess I can’t complain,” she said tightly, small talk was always painful but it was even harder when it had been such a long time since they did it. “How’s Pittsburgh?”
“It’s great,” Jamie said with a toothy grin. “I love it up there.”
“It seems like they really love you,” she said back, shuffling a little. She had kept tabs on him since the trade, watching him in every game—which was far more often than she had ever gotten to see him play when he was in Dallas.
“Do you want to come to lunch with us?” Jamie asked, gesturing back across the street to Curtis and Gemel who were engaged in their own conversation and comparing something on their phones.
“Uh, no, I think I’ll pass but it was good to see you again,” she said, side stepping him and looking back over her shoulder, “I’m glad you like Pittsburgh.”
He reached out a hand, gently holding onto her wrist, “What about lunch with just me?”
She slowly pulled her arm back and he released it instantly. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“How is that not a good idea?”
“We’re not friends, Jamie.”
Jamie smiled softly, warmly, like he was in on a joke she hadn’t heard yet. “I’m not asking for lunch as friends.”
“Jamie—No. Jamie.”
“Why not?” The smile had fallen as quickly has it had grown.
“Just like Dallas, I don’t want you anymore.”
He tensed immediately and stood up straight. She hadn’t even realized that he had been stooping down.
“Ruthless,” he muttered, taking a step back. He spoke lowly and was careful not to draw any attention but he was such an imposing figure and she so much smaller that people were looking anyway. “What did I do? Because I wanted to try the long-distance thing. I wanted you to move to Pittsburgh when you could but I got nothing from you. One last fuck and then I woke up the next morning and you were gone and then you ghosted the shit out of me. Why am I not worth a try at a long-distance relationship?”
“It’s not that you aren’t worth it—it was never about that,” she assured him. “Long distance doesn’t work and I know that from experience. I didn’t want to try and then watch as the phone calls became less and less frequent and then have the texting die off and next thing I’m getting the same once a month ‘I’m not dead’ texts that you send your mother.”
“Why didn’t you tell me that? Three years we were together and I didn’t know that.”
“Because he cheated on me, too, and the last guy I told I was cheated on asked me what it was about me that couldn’t keep a guy faithful so I was kind of trying to avoid that conversation from happening ever again.”
Jamie’s eyes softened and then his whole body followed. His arms extended and wrapped around her before she even really knew what was happening.
“I would never.”
They stood on the street wrapped up in each other for what felt like forever, just enjoying being able to touch each other after months of being apart. When she pulled away, he resisted but did let her go eventually.
“I would have moved to Pittsburgh with you. If you’d asked.”
“Yeah? Would you still move to Pittsburgh with me? If I asked right now?”
“Jamie,” she rolled her eyes. “We aren’t even together.”
“Okay,” he said, the smile returning to his face. “Will you be my girlfriend again? And then will you move to Pittsburgh with me?”
She laughed at him as she nodded, stepping forward to wrap her arms around his waist and hold him close.
“Do you want to come out to lunch now?”
She looked over the street at Gemel and Curtis, both of whom had redirected their attention across the street and were taking photos.
“I’ll come to lunch.”
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Best of Both Worlds
Summary- This is a one shot that takes in the Magical Mystery Ride universe of Teddy Baxter(OC) and Tyler Seguin. Teddy has a fantasy and Tyler takes action to bring it to reality
Author's Note- this is purely a work of fiction. I have no knowledge of Tyler's or Jamie's sexuality. Also you don't need to read prior chapters for this one shot. Some things to know - Teddy previously had a FWB thing with Oleksiak(called Lex in the story) and is best friends with him. She is in now in loving, committed relationship with Tyler.
Warnings- SMUT, alcohol use, intercourse, oral sex (male and female giving and receiving)
@pattiemac1
Sunday morning, February 17th
"Pretty One- I'm home," Tyler called from the front entry. The boys came running as he walked into the kitchen to put down his keys and duffle bag. "Where's Mama?" he asked as he headed into the living room. He stopped when he heard a tell-tale moan. "Boys stay here," he laughed as he bounded up the stairs.
He opened and saw her sprawled on the bed, legs spread wide. Her fingers worked her clit as her back arched. "Yes, oh fuck yes, Tyler," he heard as started he stripping off his game day suit. It was two AM and he had just landed from his late night flight from Florida. He smirked at her total wantonness as his erect cock sprung out of his boxers.
Her eyes opened wide as she felt him climb onto the bed. "Hi, got started without me?" he maneuvered his body on top of hers and kissed her neck.
She moaned softly, "I had a dream. Couldn't help myself."
His hand replaced hers and she gasped, "What was your dream?" He asked lazily as he chose a slow and deliberate pace.
"I can't tell you. It's too embarrassing," she moaned as he fucked her with his fingers.
"That hot, huh? Tell me- I want to know," he moved his fingers from inside of her and caressed her left breast.
She whimpered, "Please, put them back and I will tell you."
He grinned and moved his fingers lower. "It was a threesome…. with you and Lex," she groaned as he began to rub circles again.
"Oh yeah? What was I doing Pretty One? What was he doing?" He asked casually as she rocked against him.
"You're not mad?" she gasped.
"Tell me or I will get mad," he demanded.
"I was sucking his cock while you fucked me," she admitted.
"Fucked you how? Pretty One, tell me how I fucked you," he whispered in her ear. "That's hot," when she told him from behind, he casually flipped her over on the bed. "Show me. Show me how you wanted to be fucked," he grunted in her ear as she assumed the position. "Oh, I like it," he grabbed her hips and thrust into her. "Who knew that you were so naughty?" he teased as he fucked her hard. "You want us both, huh?" he asked. Teddy struggled to speak as her mind raced. "Use your words Teddy," he panted, "Get out of your head and fucking tell me."
She moaned, "Yes. I want both of you fucking and sucking me. Making me cum again and again. Oh god, Tyler don't stop. Please, please- oh my fucking god."
He slammed into her again and again, "Mmmm, such a nice visual, Teddy. Taking both cocks at one time. God damn, so hot, " he panted, "I am so close, Teddy. Are you close?" Teddy nodded as her moans became grunts and growls. "Oh yeah, there you go, Pretty One. Cum on my cock. Mmmmm, come on my pretty little slut," he commanded. His words pushed Teddy over the edge and she erupted in a series of pulses and spasms. He came with a final thrust and collapsed on her back.
"Mmm,that was not the welcome home I was expecting, but I will take it," he laughed. He rolled off of her and pulled her to him. She was silent and he looked at her. "Teddy?" he asked, "Teddy talk to me."
She glanced up at him, looked back down and sighed, "Pretty little slut?"
Tyler lifted her chin, "Don't get into your head. It's just a fantasy. It doesn't make you a slut. I don't think you are a slut. Nothing could be further from the truth."
Teddy grimaced, "Promise? Because I feel really slutty."
Tyler kissed her forehead, "It's a pretty common fantasy. It makes sense for you to imagine it with Big Rig and me. We are your safe people. You would be safe with us."
Teddy blinked, "Would be?"
Tyler smiled, "If you actually wanted to do it. Your two men making you cum again and again. It's hot. I could think of worse things to do with my time."
Teddy grimaced, "I don't want to do anything that would damage us. You are too important to me. I love you too much."
Tyler kissed her softly, "I know. I am secure in my position as your favorite penis person on the planet. I am the love of your life. He is your best friend.” He laughed and caressed her body, “I also know that I can make you cum harder than he can."
Teddy laughed, "Well, that is true. You make me cum harder than anyone on the planet. Are we seriously discussing a threesome? This is not a conversation I ever thought I would have with you. Fuck, is this a dream?"
Teddy gasped as Tyler rolled her over and felt her readiness between her legs. He slid into her slowly, "Definitely not a dream. Does it feel like a dream, Pretty One?"
Teddy moaned, "No, feels very real….and HARD, so fucking hard."
Tyler teased, "Now, I am convinced that I need this to happen just so I can see for myself how much harder I make you cum than he can."
Teddy, "Did you just make this a competition?
Tyler continued with long, deep strokes, "Yes, one I plan on winning, but first I am going to make you scream my name again. I know I can do it."
Teddy arched her back, "Oh, I know you can too."
THE NEXT MORNING
Tyler walked into the Stars Center with more than his usual swagger. Lex caught up with him in the hallway. "Seggy," he said as he opened the door into the Stars practice facility. He smiled as the brunette forward walked past him, "You are unusually chipper this morning. I am assuming a good morning with Bliss."
"It is always a good morning with Teddy, but yes- it was an exceptional welcome home last night," Tyler chirped.
Lex rolled his eyes, "Rub it in, why don't you?” as he remembered his night in a very empty bed.
"You asked, Dude," Tyler laughed, "if it's any consolation, you were involved."
Lex's eyebrows shot up as he sat in front of his locker, "Involved?"
Tyler walked over and whispered, "Yeah, Teddy had a dream about the both of us."
Lex's head swiveled around and he whispered, "like a threesome?"
Tyler said nothing but nodded his head affirmatively.
Lex blinked, "How do I respond to that?"
Tyler shrugged his shoulders, "Just know that the scenario has been discussed if you are open to the idea."
Lex stared back at Tyler who replied, “Just sayin’.”
Friday, February 22nd
Tyler paused at dinner, "So I invited someone over tomorrow night to watch the game. I hope you don't mind."
Teddy looked up, "Tyler, it’s your house. You can invite whoever you want, but who did you invite?"
Tyler smiled, "Big Rig."
Teddy was puzzled, "You invited Lex? Why would I mind that you invited him?”
Tyler smirked, "I also told him about the dream."
Teddy's mouth dropped open. She stared at Tyler who shrugged his shoulders. She looked down and gulped, "Let me get this straight. You invited Lex AND told him that I had sexual fantasy about a threesome with him? Why? Why would you do that Tyler? Did you want to humiliate me?"
Tyler got up, walked to her and crouched by her chair, "Do you really think I would do anything to purposefully humiliate you? Do you think that there would be anything that would cause Big Rig to lose respect for you? We’re your guys. We love you."
Teddy turned to him and placed her hand on his cheek, his beard rough against her soft skin. He smiled at her with a soft smile, "It's entirely your decision. As far as he knows, it's just an invitation for the game with his best friend and her devastatingly handsome boyfriend. If you want it to be more, I am okay with it. You don't have to decide right now."
Teddy whispered, "I'm afraid that you won't love me as much afterward. Nothing is worth that happening.”
Tyler whispered back, "Never going to happen. You are stuck with me forever."
Teddy kissed his lips, "Promise?"
Tyler returned her kiss, "Promise."
THE NEXT AFTERNOON
Teddy walked into the house through the garage, "Sweet One? Can you help me unload the car? I got stuff for tonight." Tyler jogged from the living room and scooped her into his arms, spinning her around. "Pretty One! I missed you."
“It’s been two hours, Tyler,” Teddy laughed, "Put me down. I need to unpack the groceries."
Tyler carried the bags inside and began to unpack them. He noticed a small bag in Teddy’s hand and walked to her. "What do you have in your hand?" he asked quietly. She handed the bag to him. The outside of the bag read Condoms To Go. He opened the bag and saw the Magnum condoms. Tyler looked at Teddy and grinned, "Who are the condoms for Teddy?"
Teddy blushed, "You know who. I am not committing to anything. Just prepared in case."
Tyler pulled her to him, "Just him? I don't have to wear them?"
Teddy grabbed his ass, "Monogamy has its privileges. I mean, unless you have something you need to tell me."
Tyler held his hands up, "Teddy, you wound me."
Teddy grimaced, "Bad joke- very bad joke considering what I am considering."
Tyler kissed her gently, "WE…. what WE are considering. He will totally be seduced by our sexual chemistry. Just kidding- it's all your sexual energy."
Teddy jested, "Should we have rules? I feel like we should have rules."
Tyler nodded, "Absolutely- Teddy does whatever Teddy wants and the penis people comply."
Teddy pouted, "Seriously, what are the boundaries?"
Tyler paused, "Teddy, this may come as a shock to you, but this is not my first threesome with another man. This is your fantasy. You tell me what you want me to do and I will do it. It probably won't be the first time I’ve done it."
Teddy blinked, "Okay, we are going to put a pin in that and discuss it again at another time, because damn-that's hot."
Tyler smiled, "No judgment? I was a little nervous about that confession."
“Tyler, I assumed that you didn’t fall in the solely heterosexual end of the sexuality spectrum. We’ve never talked about it, but I am not surprised.“ Teddy kissed him, "As my really hot boyfriend reminds me all the time, "I don't care who you fucked in the past as long as you are fucking me now."
Tyler laughed, "Wait, I said that? Damn, I’m smart."
"I may be taking creative license, but yeah," she retorted. "Let's go take a nap and then you can help pick out my clothes."
TWO HOURS LATER
“Teddy, quit wiggling around. Have you slept at all?” Tyler groaned and rolled into his back.
Teddy climbed on top of him, legs straddling his waist and body curled onto his chest, “Can’t sleep. My mind will not turn off.” Tyler could literally feel the nervous energy exuding from her body. He wrapped his arms around her to hold her still. “Tyler, I want to do it, but I am going to need your help to stay out of my head. Can we have a code word or something? So you know when I need your reassurance? How about pickles?”
The sounds of Tyler’s laughter echoed through the bedroom, “Pickles? That’s subtle, Teddy- really subtle. You’re not going to fool Big Rig with a code word. If you need it, just ask for it. One of us will give it to you.”
Teddy laughed, “Well, I am hoping that both of you give it to me. That’s the point.”
Tyler arched his eyebrow, “Look who is getting into the spirit. If you want me to shut it down for any reason, just say pepperoni. Here is your code word.” He slapped her butt, “Go get dressed. He’ll be here any minute.”
Teddy looked confused as Tyler spoke, “I told him to come earlier. I do actually want to watch part of the game. We can have the pre-game activities, then watch hockey.”
Teddy stuck out her tongue, “We’ll see about that. I plan on being very distracting” She climbed off the bed and went into the closet to get dressed.
Teddy emerged in a pink velour track suit covered in red hearts. The hooded jacket was cropped and she wore a white crop top underneath. Tyler smiled, "I like it- cozy yet sexy as fuck.” Teddy rolled her eyes. “What? I can’t help that you are that sexy” he laughed.
Gerry craned his head, started barking then sprinted downstairs. Tyler swatted Teddy's ass and headed downstairs. “I’ll go get him. Come down when you are ready.”
Teddy went into the bathroom and examined her reflection. She felt her cheeks flush and body light itself on proverbial fire. She tugged at her crop top and turned to look at her ass. She smiled as she remembered Tyler’s words- ‘sexy as fuck’. “Let’s hope so,” she said to herself. She walked slowly down the stairs and stopped short when she saw Lex standing in the kitchen casually talking to Tyler who was leaning over the counter. Tyler looked up and smiled which caused Lex to turn around. Both of them looked at her and she pushed her hair behind her ears. Tyler was dressed casually in an Under Armour shirt and long black shorts. She was fairly certain that he was going commando underneath them. Lex wore a Stars t-shirt that gripped his biceps and gray sweatpants. “Damn,” she thought to herself Lex in gray sweatpants had been her sexual kryptonite at one point. Teddy blinked and gulped as she took the final step. She tripped over her feet and almost stumbled to the floor. Both men raced to her side.
"I'm fine," she blushed as she stood up. She kissed Tyler’s cheek, "I'm nervous as fuck."
She stood up to find Lex watching her closely-one eyebrow raised, "You okay there, Bliss?" She nodded yes as he lifted her up into his arms. He brought her up so that his mouth was near her ear. "So does Seggy’s out of the blue invitation have anything to do with this dream I've heard about? Is this some sort of loaded invitation?" he whispered in her ear.
"I don't know. Do you want it to be a loaded invitation?" she whispered back. "Do you think it will fuck up our friendship? What if I suck at threesomes?"
“I came hoping it was a loaded invitation,” he looked her in the eyes and smiled. Tyler stood quietly to the side, but listened intently. Lex assured, "We were friends before we fucked,right? And have been friends since we stopped fucking? Nothing we do tonight will change that. We are best friends for life."
She wrapped her arms around his neck, "Promise? Not going to answer the last question though?"
"Promise," he swatted her behind as he set her feet back on the floor, "I don’t need to answer the last question. It is a fucking ridiculous question to ask. I will be damned if I let you go back to doubting yourself and sex. Got me?” Teddy blinked then nodded in understanding. “I am digging the outfit, Bliss. How much did you stress about the outfit?” he laughed, “Definitely better in person than on video."
Tyler asked, "Video?"
Both of them turned to him as Lex nudged with his elbow, "Yeah, she just posted a Shein haul today. Don't you watch her videos?" Lex mimicked her, "Don't forget to hit the subscribe button and notification bell to get all my latest content!"
Teddy poked him in the ribs, "Don't mock me and don't be mean to Tyler." She walked over to Tyler and hugged him, "Love you Sweet One. I need a drink and a round of shots."
"Coming up." he soothed.
Lex watched Tyler pour the strong drink and round of shots. Teddy took a long sip before heading to the couch, plopping down in the middle of one end. She placed her drink on the coffee table. Tyler sat to her right with Lex to the left. The dogs looked around for places to sit before Tyler ordered them, “Go to your beds boys.”
The three sat in awkward silence. Teddy's legs bounced awkwardly as she looked between the two of them. "Get out of your head," the men said in unison before cracking up. She looked in either direction and pouted. She got up and walked around the room as they followed her with their eyes. She turned to face them with a gleam in her eyes. She grabbed her phone and connected to the Bluetooth speakers. She shook off her velour jacket. Lex licked his lips as he admired the crop top that accentuated her curves.
He felt the familiar stirring in his cock as she walked over and climbed onto his lap. Her legs straddled his thighs. She looked at Tyler with a grin. "Scoot over Sweet One. I need you closer." She leaned forward and rubbed the blonde's chest over his shirt. "Lex, do you know what I haven't done in a really long time?" she laughed softly.
Tyler watched her with interest as Lex shook his head, "What's that?" She leaned forward ghosted his lips and whispered into his ear, "Torture you with….."
He groaned out loud, "No, don't do it."
She grinned and hit the play button. The intro to "As Long As You're Mine'' started playing.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NuopioxLF-U She sang as he squirmed beneath her, "Kiss me too fiercely, Hold me too tight, I need help believing You're with me tonight." She kissed him passionately as she reached over and rubbed Tyler's chest. Lex kissed her shoulder as she turned to Tyler for a kiss and sang in his ear,." My wildest dreamings could not foresee- Lying beside you with you wanting me."
She returned to Lex with another kiss, "And just for this moment, as long as you're mine. I've lost all resistance and crossed some border line." She rocked her hips against his crotch as Tyler slid his hand under her shirt. Teddy turned to him and kissed him with a slow, languid kiss, "And if it turns out It's over too fast. I'll make every last moment last as long as you're mine."
Lex slid his hand into her pants, cupping her ass and sang in return, "Maybe I'm brainless, maybe I'm wise, but you've got me seeing through different eyes. Somehow I've fallen under your spell. And somehow I'm feeling It's up that I fell."
Tyler pushed her shirt up and over her head as his mouth went to her nipples as the song continued-"Every moment,As long as you're mine I'll wake up my body and make up for lost time."
Teddy arched her back and grinded harder, feeling Lex's erection beneath her- "Say there's no future for us as a pair and though I may know I don't care"
Tyler pulled her mouth to him and kissed her- "Just for this moment As long as you're mine. Come be how you want to And see how bright we shine"
Lex pulled her to him, kissing her, "Borrow the moonlight until it is through. And know I'll be here holding you as long as you're mine……." She broke the kiss and looked back and forth between her two men. Lex continued the song-"What is it?"
Teddy kissed them both quickly before mouthing - "It's just. For the first time I feel... Wicked!"
“Definitely going to have to watch that show now,” Tyler pulled her to him, twisting her body so that her back was against his chest, "Hey Big Rig, take off her pants." Teddy looked up at Tyler as she lifted her hips and Lex used his large hands to remove her pants. "No panties, Pretty One?" Tyler teased as his hands went back to her breasts, massaging them softly as Lex kissed from her sternum down her belly. She moaned as she instinctively spread her legs.
Lex licked down her thigh then back up again as Tyler nibbled her neck. "Hey Seggy," he called up to his teammate, "Did Bliss tell you that her ex told her that she was frigid?" He settled between her legs and spread her apart, blowing on her clit. "Can you fucking imagine?"
"No, he did not say that," Tyler exclaimed, "Pretty One, someone called you frigid?" He reached down and used his fingers to expose her clit.
Lex dove into her and lapped his tongue over her as she arched her back, "She never had an orgasm. He couldn't even suck her pussy right. You know how quick she cums when you go down on her."
Teddy panted, "Less talking and more sucking Lex."
Teddy reached back and felt Tyler’s erection through his gray Adidas shorts. He moved her hand and kissed her forehead, "Stop worrying about the penis people. It is all about you tonight."
Lex looked up and smiled before adding his long fingers into her. She moaned, "Fuck Lex- so fucking good." Her back arched and she panted, "Tyler, take off your shorts. I want to see you. Please, I need to see your cock." He lifted his hips and shimmied out of shorts, his erection bouncing off of his abs. Teddy adjusted her position so that she was face first in his crotch, ass high in the air. She looked back at Lex, "Suck me, Lex. Please." She turned and winked at Tyler. "You've been teasing me all day. Give it to me," she purred as she sucked the tip. She expertly sucked Tyler while Lex watched with a grin.
"Seggy, he also told her that she wasn't a good cock-sucker," Lex reported as he returned his mouth to her folds.
"Fucking idiot," Tyler hissed as his hips rocked she moaned she took him all the way into her mouth. Teddy wrapped her finger around his hardness and bobbed her head up and down, just the way Tyler liked it. His fingers twisted into her hair and guided her movements. Occasionally she would replace her mouth with her and move lower to lick his balls. She quickly moved her mouth back into place. She and Lex found a similar method of sucking and licking. Teddy paused momentarily as the sensations spread across her body. Tyler grunted, “Teddy, cum for us. Let us hear you cum loud.” She continued to stroke Tyler with her hand as her hips bucked wildly. Her eyes rolled back as she groaned loudly. When she heard both of their voices, “Teddy, cum for us. Cum for us,” she exploded in spasms. A cacophony of grunts, groans and moans escaping her mouth as she lost control.
She put her head on Tyler’s thigh and panted. Lex continued to lick her thigh as her juices flowed freely. She shook her head and smiled up at Tyler, “Okay, back to business.” Her mouth went back to his cock. She sucked at a frantic pace. She grinned when she heard the signs of his impending orgasm. “Yes Sweet One, cum in my mouth. Cum for your pretty little slut.” Tyler’s grip tightened on her hair and he fucked her mouth. He came into her mouth and she swallowed him gleefully.
Teddy sat up and leaned back against the couch. Both men looked expectantly at her. “What do you want, Bliss?” Lex asked as he kissed her neck. She looked back and forth between the two. Her eyebrows furrowed momentarily. The men exchanged a knowing look. “Get out of your head,” the two men chided her simultaneously.
Teddy continued to think before smiling, “Lex, you’re the only one who hasn’t gotten off yet. Tyler, does that seem fair? ” Tyler nodded his head no and smiled. Teddy climbed onto Lex’s lap and kissed his neck, “Lex, how do you want to cum? I want to hear it.”
The blonde grabbed her ass and squeezed it, “Your mouth. I want your mouth. Deep throat me.” She kissed down his chest, licking his nipples on the way down as she maneuvered her body between his legs. He moaned as she nipped at his nipples and she winked at Tyler.
Tyler leaned over, kissed her shoulder, and whispered into her ear, “You can deep throat him?” Teddy nodded her head as she kissed Lex’s abdomen, his erection pressed against her breasts. “Damn, show me,” he grinned as she made her way down.
Lex looked down as she took him in hand. She teased, “Hello there- it’s been a long time,” as her tongue circled around the large tip. She played with it coyly, licking then sucking. She made eye contact with Tyler as she moved her tongue up and down the length of Lex’s shaft, then looked up at Lex. Teddy placed her mouth at the tip and slid her mouth down the length of his cock.
“Fuck,” Tyler groaned as he watched her mouth move expertly. He moved to kneel beside her. “That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” he whispered into her ear, “Damn, my lady can suck cock like a damn porn star.” He moved behind her and kissed across her back, from shoulder to shoulder. “I want a taste too,” he moaned.
“A taste of what?” she groaned as she glanced behind her.
“Big Rig cock,” he nibbled her ear and then looked up at Lex’s face. Lex looked down and saw both of their expectant faces, waiting for his consent. He nodded yes and Teddy slid to the right. She and Tyler leaned forward and licked in unison. The sensation of two different tongues on his cock overwhelmed him. The couple took turns licking and sucking before finally Tyler took his mouth and slid it down Lex’s cock. He wasn’t able to take in fully and laughed as moved to let Teddy start again.
“Seggy, no offense, but she’s better,” Lex said as he threw his head back.
“I knew that she would be,” he moved between Teddy’s legs, “Pretty One, finish him off.” Tyler pulled Teddy down onto his face and started to work. Teddy gasped and looked down with a smile. She returned to the task at hand as Lex wound his fingers into her hair. She listened for his cues.
"Fuck Bliss," he groaned, "I forgot how good your mouth feels. You take me so good- so fucking good." Teddy pulled away from Tyler's mouth and sat on her knees. Her mouth found the perfect rhythm of movement and pressure. Lex's hips bucked as he fucked Teddy's mouth.
"Goddamn, Teddy," Tyler sat up and watched as she brought Lex to the edge, "You're a goddess." He knelt behind her, "Can I fuck you, Pretty One?" Teddy adjusted her body and spread her legs. "Is that yes?" he kissed her ear.
She shook head yes as she felt Lex's grip on her hair tighten as he grunted loudly. Both Teddy and Tyler looked up as he panted, "Yes, fuck yes Bliss. I am going to cum so hard into your hot mouth." Lex exploded into her mouth just as Tyler thrusted into her. "God, you are so sexy," he bent to kiss her.
Teddy gripped Lex's large thighs as Tyler railed into her. She rested her forehead before looking up into his blue eyes. “Lex, can I have your fingers too? Please?” As a group they adjusted their positions so Lex was on his back underneath her as she knelt on her knees. Tyler knelt behind her and slid into her again, gripping her hips tightly. Both men focused their efforts on getting her off again. Tyler fucked her hard and fast as Lex’s large fingers teased her clit. Occasionally he replaced his fingers with his mouth. Teddy’s senses were overstimulated and she struggled to control the loud sounds coming from her. She leaned down and put her mouth on Lex’s abdomen in an effort to muffle the noise.
Tyler gently pulled her up by her hair. “Pretty One, don’t hide it. Be as loud as you need to be. I want to hear it. Lex wants to hear it. Be loud.”She nodded her understanding and began to moan, groan and grunt loudly. The sounds were animalistic as the orgasm flowed through her. She felt Tyler cum inside of her but continued to thrust. “One more, Pretty One- you have another one in you,” he encourage as they both continued to fuck. She screamed as the second and third orgasms hit in an almost continuous fashion. “So good Teddy, you cum so good for us,” Tyler panted as he kissed her back.
She collapsed onto Lex’s body momentarily before rolling over to the floor. She curled up her body and covered her head with her arms. The men looked at each other in question. “Teddy?” Tyler asked quietly. She didn’t respond. Her mind raced as her body continued to throb and shake. Her thoughts were a mixture of disbelief of the intensity of orgasms she just experienced and who gave them to her. Then her negative self-talk kicked in with a chorus “What kind of slut are you?” which was then followed by “Tyler is going to dump your whore ass tomorrow morning-you greedy, selfish bitch.” Tyler laid on the floor next to her and gently pushed her hair back. He smiled at her and she shook her head, “Pepperoni”.
He turned to Lex, “Hey, get your pants on. We’re taking a break.” Lex stared at Teddy for a moment then reached for his pants. Tyler stayed by her side, “Let’s get off of the floor. Move to the couch, okay?” He grabbed his shorts from the floor and shimmied into them.
Teddy rolled over and got up slowly. She sat on the couch and smiled at Tyler, “That was a little,uhhhhh, intense. Can you get me some water? My throat hurts.” Lex waved Tyler off and went into the kitchen to get her water. Teddy motioned for Tyler to sit down. Once on the couch, he pulled her into his chest. “Tyler, I need to tell you something.”
“What’s that?” He stroked her hair. Lex purposefully puttered into the kitchen to give them privacy.
“I feel pressured- not to do anything but to make all the decisions. It feels like all the decisions are choices between the two of you. I feel bad no matter what choice I make, which is a result of my anxiety. I just don’t want to make any more choices on who does what. Does it make sense?” she said softly.
“Yes, it makes sense. Do you want to stop or take a break? The game is going to start soon so we can chill for a bit.” he said as he kissed the top of her head.
“A break would be good. I am starving.” she replied as she got up and put on her cropped top and pants. They walked into the kitchen and Lex looked up expectantly. “I’m okay, Lex,” she walked to him and hugged him, “Y’all just fucked me too well.” Lex tilted his head and raised his eyebrows in question. “Okay, there may have been some negative self-talk going on too,” she added. They both stared at her. “What?” she scoffed, “You do know me, right? It’s fine.” They looked at each other and crossed their arms. “Don’t gang up on me,” she pleaded, “There may have been something about whore and greedy bitch. Oh, Tyler is dumping me tomorrow morning. None of it is true, except for the greedy bitch part. I totally am a greedy bitch, but I don’t feel bad about it.”
“Pretty One,” Tyler spoke.
“No, it’s true. Ask any other woman what they would say about someone who got to fuck the two hottest men on the planet at the same time. Seriously, that’s some fucking greedy ass shit, right there. I don’t feel bad though. I mean, face it- I’m sexy as fuck. You can’t control yourselves around me.” she laughed. “Y’all want to fuck me because I’m so hot,” she sing-songed and shimmed her breasts at them, “I give good head-make you cum so hard. Then this pussy fucks you soo good. I am a damn sexual fiend.” She walked over and hopped onto the counter in front of Tyler, “Mental crisis averted. I am good now.” He moved between her legs and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She pointed to Lex, “Don’t be spilling any more of my secrets, ‘kay?”
“I didn’t spill any real secrets, Bliss,” Lex teased. “I mean if I were spilling secrets, I would ask Seggy about spanking.” Teddy reached over and threw an apple at Lex’s head.
“What? You haven’t told him about your secret spanking turn-on?” he laughed.
Tyler lifted her off of the counter and carried her into the living room, “What other secrets are you keeping from me, Teddy?”
She squealed, “It was one time and he started it!”
Lex continued, “We both know she can be loud, right? She can be really quiet in other people’s houses though.”
Teddy playfully flipped Lex the bird as he followed behind them, “Fuck you Lex. He already knew about that.”
Tyler laughed, “You really do have a thing for fucking in other people’s house, huh? At least, I didn’t get bite marks when we did it here the first time.”
Lex laughed, “Wait, you fucked here when it was someone else’s house? Bliss- what would Robert think?”
“Tyler started it! I am the innocent victim here. I was practically a virgin before the two of you got a hold of me. I started all kinds of sexual high jinks due you two.” Teddy playfully pouted as Tyler set her on the couch, “Shut up and watch your stupid game. Wake me up when it’s intermission and MAYBE I’ll let one of you fuck me.”
Tyler ran to the kitchen, grabbed his phone and ordered pizza before climbing on the couch. He pulled Teddy to him and kissed the top of her head, "Spanking,huh?"
"Too soon," she whispered.
After they ate, Teddy rested nude on the couch with her head resting on Tyler’s lap. Her feet rested on Lex’s crotch. Both men were mindlessly watching the game. Sometime in the second period, Teddy started rubbing Tyler’s thighs. He looked down and raised his eyebrows. She nodded yes and lifted her head. He lifted his hips and shimmied out of his shorts. She moaned softly and started kissing his thigh. Lex looked over just as her mouth made contact with Tyler’s cock. He leaned over and kissed her back. She turned to look then returned her focus to Tyler. Her foot, however, pressed against Lex’s crotch and rubbed up and down.
Tyler grunted softly as his hips rocked into her. “Pretty One, that’s it,” he moaned, “you know how I like it.” Lex’s fingers trailed down her back and in between her legs. Teddy lifted her ass into the air and spread her legs. She gasped when she felt two thick fingers glide into her. They started to pump slowly as she continued to suck Tyler. Teddy moaned, “Lex, get the condoms. Go get the condoms.”
“Fuck, Teddy- are you going to let him fuck you?” Tyler groaned, “That’ll push me over the edge.” Tyler watched as Lex rolled the condom down the length of his shaft. He put his large hands on Teddy’s hips and guided himself to her dripping sex.
“Ready Bliss?” he whispered. He waited until she acknowledged his words and thrusted into her. Tyler’s hips went into overdrive, fucking Teddy’s mouth hard and fast. Teddy’s body tingled with the overstimulation. The sounds of their loud sex echoed through the room. Tyler let out a combination grunt and shout as his cum shot down Teddy’s throat. She swallowed gleefully as Lex continued to fuck her hard.
Tyler got on his knees to watch. “Pretty One, you take him so good.”
Lex panted, “So close, so close- do the thing, Bliss. Do the thing.” Teddy smiled and winked at Tyler who looked on. She squeezed her muscles tight around Lex’s cock as it pumped, increasing the friction. “Fuck, Bliss…..just fucking like that,” he moan, “I forgot how damn good fucking you is. Your pussy is so fucking good.” Tyler began to stroke her clit and she clawed at the couch.
Teddy started to cum as Lex railed her deeply and Tyler toyed with her expertly. Lex was not far behind. Tyler did not let up on the pressure and kept his rhythm. Lex collapsed back on the couch momentarily. Tyler yelled at him to switch places. Lex positioned himself under Teddy’s body and Tyler took his position behind her.
“So the spanking?” he teased as his hands caressed her ass.
Teddy looked back at him. She was too far gone to speak, but nodded her consent. He raised his hand and slapped as he entered. It was overwhelming to Teddy. Sensation after sensation pulsated through her body. Her clit throbbed and danced on the fine line between pain and pleasure. Tyler’s cock filled her and each stroke pushed her closer to the edge. The swats multiplied. She was moments away from another orgasm when Tyler leaned over and whispered, “My pretty little one likes taking it hard and deep from her men, but when tonight is over, it’s me that gets to keep fucking you. I am going to fuck you like you like to be fucked for the rest of our lives. Me- just me. Say it-Pretty One- Say it”
“Just you, Tyler, just you” she nodded as another orgasm hit her. The men did stop and fucked her through another two before she collapsed in exhaustion. Her eyes glazed over as she turned onto her side, curling into a fetal position.
Tyler moved her head and kissed her forehead, ““Pretty One, do you need a drink?” She nodded her head. Lex got up and went to the kitchen. Tyler ran his fingers through her red curls and stroked her cheek, “I’ll be right back. I am going to clean you up.” When they returned, she sat and took the drink from Lex. Tyler tenderly cleaned her as she gazed silently into his eyes. When he finished, he pulled her into his lap and allowed her to straddle him. Her chest pressed against his and her head rested on his shoulder. “Pretty One, do you need me to say the words?” She nodded her head.
“Who do I want?” he asked.
“Me and only sexy me,” she answered.
“Why do I want you?” he smiled.
“Because you love me. Who is my man?”,she repeated their pattern.
“Me,” he replied.
“Who do I love?” she smiled.
“Me and only lucky me.” he kissed her again.
Lex pressed his forehead into her back as she hugged Tyler. He kissed her gently and deliberately before standing up to hunt for his sweats. She turned her head to observe him. Her eyes followed the curve of his back as he picked up the sweats and started to put them on. "Hey," she called softly to him. He walked to her and crouched to her eye level. She placed her hand on his cheek and he smiled sweetly at her. "Are you leaving? Why are you leaving?" she asked with hesitation. He paused and responded, "Yeah, don't want to overstep the boundaries." Teddy looked at Tyler who kissed her shoulder, "the only boundaries are the ones you set."
Teddy caressed his face, "Please stay. Please stay with us- just for tonight. We don't have to have the same rules as before. I don't want you to leave yet. Stay all night."
Lex kissed her softly, "Nothing I want more than to stay."
"Pretty One, let Big Rig carry you upstairs. I will clean up down here and be there soon. Save my spot." he soothed.
She nodded softly and allowed Lex to envelop her in his arms. He carried her gently up the stairs and placed on the bed. Together they made a little nest of the sheets as they waited for Tyler. He feathered kisses on her chest, "Tonight was amazing. You are amazing. My best friend is amazing,"
Teddy sighed, "Is it weird to say I love you, Lex?"
He looked up at her and smiled,"Only say it if you mean it."
She ran her hands through his curls, "I love you Lex. Always have, always will. Best friend forever."
Tyler watched from the door and approached silently. Teddy gazed at him and beckoned him to her. He slid under the covers and wrapped an arm around her. He whispered in her ear, "I love you so much, Teddy. I hope it was as good as the dream."
She responded, "Love you more. It was better than the dream. You make everything in my life better than dreams." Teddy moaned, "Both of you here. My last request of the night- snuggles and cuddles until I fall asleep. Think you can handle it?"
They both responded, "As you wish," and started kissing and caressing her. Teddy took a deep sigh and let them love her to sleep.
If you are interested in reading the whole story, it starts here-
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Joel Farabee
Nolan Patrick
Matthew Tkachuk
Mat Barzal
Anthony Beauvillier
Travis Konecny
Tyler Seguin
Brock Boeser
Pierre-Luc Dubois
Jamie Oleksiak
Vince Dunn
Arber Xhekaj
Jeremy Swayman
Seth Jarvis
Joseph Woll
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Here you can find a list of all my fics! They are organized by player. Hope you enjoy them!
Joel Farabee
Till the End of Time (Contains smut. Minors DNI)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
I could follow you to the beginning
Nolan Patrick
Say it to me softly(Contains smut. Minors DNI/ Carter Hart features in this series, and most of the one shots. Read at your discretion. I cannot remove him.)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Guess I always knew
I am falling, say my name
Deleted Scenes
(Contains smut minors D.N.I)
Mat Barzal
Ashes and Wine (Contains smut minors DNI)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Deleted Scenes
Somewhere only we know
Matthew Tkachuk
All good boys go to Heaven, but bad boys bring Heaven to you. (Contains Smut. Minors DNI)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
The battle of Alberta
Drinking alone
Deleted Scenes
Isn’t she lovely
Practice makes perfect/ sequel
Pierre-Luc Dubois
I can be your Sugar(Contains Smut. Minors DNI) (on hiatus)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Tyler Seguin
The second time you fall in Love (on hiatus)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Anthony Beauvillier
Bitter(Contains smut:Minors D.N.I)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Travis Konecny
The girl with the broken smile (Carter Hart features in this story. Read at your own discretion. I cannot remove him.)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3- Final Chapter
Vince Dunn
F*ck me like I’m famous
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Jeremy Swayman
So far from the stars
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Seth Jarvis
I’ve loved you three summers/Cool for the summer
Chapter 1-Chapter 1
Chapter 2- Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Request form/Prompt list
Work wife
A very Merry NHL Christmas
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Between Two 17.3
He picked at the label on his beer as I took a sip of mine. Both of us sat in a tense silence until What’s New Pussycat started blaring from the jukebox in the corner. I eyed the lanky boy who picked it and watched he and his friends laugh as they returned to their table.
“You remember when we went to New York to see John Mulaney? We got snowed in, stuck in that hotel for two days.”
I blushed at the memory and nodded. “That was an... interesting weekend.”
“It was.”
“You sang this song the entire ride home. I was ready to kill you by the time we got to Maryland. You remember that kid that bit it on the ramp at the aquarium?”
He snorted a laugh and I couldn’t help but join in, the memory too ridiculous as it came back. A loud, obnoxious kid who’d been terrorizing everyone in the shark exhibit by running around and screaming at the top of his lungs had tripped over his own shoelace and flown down the ramp. Tom and I watched from a bench a few feet away and I had buried my face in the crook of his neck to hide my hysterics. Tom had dug his nails into my side and covered his mouth as we stood, slipping out so we could lose it without anyone seeing.
“That kid was a dick.”
“He was. He really was.”
“What do you think he’s doing right now?”
“Probably playing for the Leafs.” He chuckled again and I relaxed a bit, leaning back in the booth, watching him for a moment. “How are you? Honestly.”
“Honestly, I’m pretty shitty. My best friend isn’t talking to me and I- I really can’t blame her.” He leaned forward on his elbows and looked down. “And I fucked up, I know that. I know there’s nothing I can do to take it back but-”
“Why did you do it, Tom?”
“Because you lied to me Grace.” He spat my first name and the room suddenly seemed colder. “Because you lied and you cut me out of a huge part of your life. You hurt me.”
“I didn’t want to.”
“Then why did you?”
Our pleasant conversation had turned sour and I felt like I had ticking bomb in my hands, our relationship- or what was left of it- mere seconds away from blowing up if I didn’t clip the right wire. I took a long, deep breath and chose my words carefully.
“Tom, you and I... our relationship was complicated. There was something about it, about us that just didn’t make sense.”
“I thought it made perfect sense.”
“Because you got your cake and ate it too. You got to date whoever you wanted to, fuck who you wanted to, and you still got me.” He started to argue but I held up a hand to stop him. “Any guy I brought around, even after we broke up, you scared him away. You staked your claim and it wasn’t fair.”
“Those guys weren’t right for you.”
“That wasn’t your decision to make. I wasn’t yours.”
He finished his beer and raised a hand to signal to the bartender for a new one. I raised my own to ask for another and we sat quietly until they arrived. The young waitress set a hand on my shoulder and smiled. “Your burgers should be done soon.”
“Thank you dear.” I watched her leave and pointed after a moment. “That’s Jack’s granddaughter. I used to-”
“I just wanted to protect you, Grace.”
“Isabella, I think. Or Mariella.”
“I loved you- I still do. And I just wanted to protect you.”
“And I appreciate that. I really do. But I am a grown woman that can make my own decisions. And when I met Jamie and things started happening, I didn’t want you to...”
“Ruin it? Like I always did?”
“Don’t victimize yourself Tom. You’re better than that.” I began picking at the corner of my place mat and continued. “You and I never had time to heal after we broke up. We pushed too hard to get back to being just friends and I don’t think we ever redrew that line. You loved me and I loved you and we wanted to hold onto that, maybe so badly that we lied to ourselves a little bit. We pushed too hard to get back to where we started.”
Mariella, according to the name tag on her apron, came over with my order and I reached for my wallet.
“Pop says it’s on the house.”
“Then let me cover the beers.” I pushed a twenty into her hand and she smiled, pulling me close for a hug. She eyed Tom and turned back to me, insisting I keep in touch. “Of course I will!”
“How long are you in town?”
“A few more days. I’m cleaning out my dad’s house.”
“You’ll let us know if you need any help? And come back, of course.”
“I definitely will.” She squeezed my hand and slipped away, her long black hair swinging behind her. I smiled as Jack waved at me from behind the counter and moved to pick up the bag.
“Grace-”
“I love you Tom. I miss you. And I’m sorry I lied and cut you out. This relationship with Jamie it... it was different from the start. I know you talked to him and I appreciate that but if we’re gonna get back to where we were then things have to change.”
He sat stoic, eyes on the side of the booth where I’d sat a moment ago, and sipped his beer. I pulled out another twenty dollar bill and tossed it on the table, squeezing his shoulder.
“Next one’s on me. And take a cab home.”
“I’m sorry Grace.”
I stopped at the corner of the booth and shook my head, feeling miles away from anywhere I wanted to be. I’d laid everything out on the table and it sat heavy on the stained wood, just out of reach of both of us. We were no closer to a resolution than when I’d gotten here and I felt emotionally raw, ready to crawl into bed and cry myself to sleep.
“So am I.”
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