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Soft rempe thought about him seeing you at his first game
he knew you were planning on coming, you had told him earlier in the day before he had to leave. but it was a big place and an important game, so he had no clue where you were. he didn’t find you until you were standing with a few other girlfriends after the game. you were already looking at him with a wide smile.
“congrats, baby. your first game!” he pulled you into a hug, though you squeezed him much tighter than he held you. you wanted to make sure he knew how proud of him you were.
“did you have a good view?”
“it was okay. but it’s a big place and there’s a lot of space between the seats and the ice.” matt frowned lightly at that. “i still enjoyed it. i always love watching you play.”
he leaned down, holding your cheeks gently and kissing you.
“i love having you come to watch me play,” he said softly. you smiled again, but it fell a bit as a shiver ran through you.
“can we go soon though? it’s absolutely freezing.” he laughed, pulling away from you and picking up his bag that he had dropped earlier to hold you.
“of course, let’s go get you warmed up.”
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nightmares
this is a wip i had kinda for a while and i decided to finish it. i really just procrastinated on finishing this. its just a small blurb. anyways, derek has a nightmare and luckily aaron is there to help. also, i'll be writting this fic in all lowercase so let me know if it bothers anyone.
taglist: @ellyhotchner @raegan-reid @prentissology @84hotpockets @aaron-hotchner187 @hotchley @anastasiahotchner @whoreforthebauteam @hotchscotchh @tenelvez
warnings: nightmares, death of a parent,
derek woke up in cold sweat and in the middle of the night. his heart's racing as he looks around to see if he woke anyone up. he sees his boyfriend, aaron, sleeping next to him with an arm around his waist. he sighs in relief as he lays down and tries to go back to sleep.
derek knew what day it is. it was the anniversary of his father's death. every year he would call his sisters and his mother to check up on him to see how they're doing. they would end up telling each other stories about their dad and making each other laugh. and at the end of their phone call, they would all feel better.
that's what derek hopes for. all he wants is for his family to be happy when they think of their father. he doesn't need them worrying about him. because he's doing just fine.
that was a lie.
derek woke up again in cold sweat and his heart racing. it was the same dream. his father getting shot in front of him. it keeps replaying in his head over and over and he just wants it to stop. suddenly, he feels a hand on his leg.
"derek, are you ok?" aaron asks sleepily. derek turns to face him. he doesn't want his boyfriend worrying about him. he was already under too much stress from his job.
"i- yeah... i'm fine", derek lies. aaron knows he's lying. derek even knows that he knows that's he lying. they both are profilers afterall.
"do you want to talk about it?" aaron asks. derek shakes his head. he doesn't want to talk about it and hopefully never again.
"ok, but we're going to have to talk about sooner or later", aaron says. derek sighs.
"yeah, i know", derek replies. aaron reaches for derek's hand and holds it, comforting his boyfriend. derek looks at him and smiles soflty.
"do you want to go back to sleep or maybe watch a movie? to get your mind off things?" aaron asks.
"yeah i'd like that", derek replies. aaron nods and gets out of their bed and goes into the living room. derek follows him and they both sit on the couch as aaron picks out a movie.
derek ends up falling asleep on aaron's shoulder half way through the movie. aaron pauses the movie as he also starts feeling tired too. they both end up sleeping on the couch together for the rest of the night. derek ended up sleeping peacefully for the rest of the night knowing that his boyfriend will be there to comfort him.
#derek morgan#aaron hotchner#hotchgan#mortch#mortchgan#criminal minds#criminal minds fanfiction#tw nightmares#tw death of a parent
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72 Connor
“put your leg over my shoulder”
you faintly registered his voice, but what he said to you couldn’t be registered by your brain. all you could think about was he way he was fucking you, trying to bring you to your fourth orgasm of the night.
“put your leg over my shoulder,” connor repeated. but after a moment of no response, he grabbed your ankle and did it himself. you moaned at the new angle, your back arching off the mattress. “there we go, that feel good baby?”
you whined in response. your fingers gripped the sheets so hard, if you were fully aware of what you were doing you might think the sheets would rip. but you could feel your stomach tightening as you drew closer and closer to the edge. connor’s hand moved from your hip to your lower stomach, his thumb pressing lightly against your clit, and that’s all it took for you to cum again. your head fell back and your mouth held a silent scream, your thighs shaking and toes curling. connor fucked you through it, seemingly not affected by the way you clenched around him or the sounds you made.
“so pretty when you fall apart for me. think you can do one more?”
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jamie ~ 43
“why are you being so shy? it’s not like i haven’t already seen all of you”
you weren’t expecting the door to your room to bust open, and definitely not while you were changing into your swimsuit. you jumped, covering you boobs since your top was still on the bed, and your eyes widened as you looked at the intruder. instead, you found your boyfriend standing there laughing at you.
“jamie! you scared the shit out of me!” he shook his head as his laughter died down and you huffed. you watched as his eyes traveled over your body, lingering for a moment where your hands still held your boobs. you could feel your cheeks heat up at the sight of it. jamie noticed a moment later.
“why are you being so shy? it’s not like i haven’t already seen all of you” you walked over to the bed, turning around and picking up your top to put it on.
“because you’re making me all nervous looking at me like that after i thought someone else was busting in here.” you could feel his presence behind you a second before his arms wrapped around your stomach and his chin rested on your shoulder.
“well you don’t have to punish me by turning around to change.” he picked up his head so you could slide the strap in place, pressing a kiss to your cheek before pulling away. “you ready to go now?”
“you done checking me out now?”
“never. in fact, why don’t you take your top back off and-“ you smacked his chest as his eyes glanced at the bed.
“i’m not having sex with you right now!”
“later?” you huffed and rolled your eyes but still quietly responded.
“maybe later.”
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jack
“i have to tell you something.” jack looked up at her, concern painted on his face.
“what’s wrong?” she shook her head.
“nothings wrong. i just wanted you to be the first person i told.” now he’s just confused.
“first person you told what? oh my god did he fucking propose?” sadie laughed, shaking her head again.
“no. i’m having a boy.” jack gaped up at her for a moment, letting the information sink in.
“no fucking way!” he yelled. he jumped from his bed, wrapping his arms around her and lifting her from her feet. “sadie, oh my god!” she laughed loudly as he sat her back down. “i’m so happy for you.”
“i’m happy too. i can’t wait to meet him.”
quinn
“hey, quinny. i have some news.”
“what’s up?”
“i had an appointment the other day and i found out the gender.” his eyes snapped from the tv over to sadie’s.
“well?” she smiled widely.
“it’s a boy,” she said softly. quinn smiled, opening his arms. she scooted across the couch, leaning into his side and wrapping her arms around him.
“you’re gonna be the perfect mom,” he told her, knowing she had been having some doubts before.
“thanks quinny.”
luke
“hey luke, can i tell you something?” luke looked up from his phone.
“you don’t wanna tell jack? is it about him?” she rolled her eyes.
“not that kind of something. and jack already knows.” his brows furrowed slightly.
“then what?”
“i’m having a boy,” she smiled, resting her hands on her stomach.
“you should make his middle name lucas, after his favorite uncle, of course.” she shook her head at his nonchalant reaction, reaching over to ruffle his hair.
“i absolutely will not be doing that but nice try.”
jim and ellen
“so, me and trevor went to the doctor the other day and first, i have some pictures for you guys!” she passed over the sonograms she had brought for them and they cooed at them. “second, we found out the gender.”
“oh! what is it?” she giggled at her moms lack of patience. she was practically on the edge of her seat at the words.
“it’s a boy.” ellen squealed, immediately standing and opening her arms. sadie leaned in, letting her mom hold her.
“you’re gonna love it so much. you’ll be the best,” ellen told her.
“i can’t be the best when you already are.” ellen pulled away, smiling at her. jim stood, giving sadie a hug as well.
“you just can’t get away from all these boys can you?” sadie laughed.
“guess i’m used to being outnumbered by now, what’s one more?”
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#12 cockwarming
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you were struggling. midterms were coming up and you had been spending every waking moment of your life with your nose in a book studying. connor was worried for you, honestly. he hadn’t seen you eat in a few days now and he wasn’t sure you had showered since thursday night. he was almost sure you had cut back on sleep to study as well.
he wasn’t sure what to do. he could pull you away from your studies but he was certain that would only result in you having a bad attitude. he could make you food but he couldn’t force you to eat it. could he force you to shower? before he could weigh his options on that, you came stumbling out of your room. he was honestly surprised to see you, and he was even more surprised when you clambered into his lap. you sighed as your body relaxed against his, his hand running gently up and down your back.
“hey, stranger.”
“hi,” you whispered.
“hungry?” you shook your head.
“i ate earlier. i think you were in the shower.” you knew he was in the shower, actually. you had been holed up in your room but you hadn’t been studying the whole time. you were also avoiding connor. you had recently come to the realization that your feelings for him were stronger than just best friends and roommates that hook up, and that terrified you. but you knew you couldn’t keep it to yourself and you knew you couldn’t avoid him forever. so you studied and avoided until you couldn’t take it anymore. and now here you were.
“oh, i didn’t realize. i thought i was gonna have to force feed you.” he laughed softly and you hummed against his neck in acknowledgment. then it was silent for a moment.
“hey con?” now he was the one who hummed. “i need to tell you something.” you were still quiet and he didn’t like the tone you spoke in. his mind was immediately moving at the speed of light thinking of anything and everything you could possibly have to tell him.
“what’s up?” he feels you take a deep breath, your arms tightening a bit around his neck before letting go again.
“i think… i think i like you as more than my best friend.” the entire room is silent after your confession. that is, until you start to do damage control. “it’s okay if you don’t feel the same but i really needed to tell you and it was getting to the point where i couldn’t do anything else until i told you. i couldn’t even focus on my study guides and i really need to study so i just had to tell you. i’m sorry. i-“ his hand ran up your back, grabbing the back of your neck and gently pulling your head from his neck.
“stop. don’t apologize.” you swallow harshly, looking directly at him.
“con-“ he cuts you off again by leaning forward and connecting your lips. the kiss is slow and passionate, both of you pouring your emotions into it. when he pulls away, he rests his forehead on yours.
“i like you as more than my best friend too.”
“you do?” you lean back so you can see him fully.
“i do.”
“you do,” you whisper. connor can’t help but smile widely.
“so what do you say we make things official? how does that sound?” you nod quickly, pulling him into another kiss. this time when he pulls away, he just admires you. or at least, he plans to. but now he can tell just how tired you are, how much this has taken a toll on you.
“stop looking at me like that,” you say, reaching up to hold a hand over his eyes. he scoffs, pushing your hand away.
“you need a nap, babe.” you’re immediately shaking your head.
“not right now. i just got you! we’ll, officially got you. and i don’t wanna let go of you just yet.”
“is that so?” you nod.
“just want you.” the shells are instantly turning in connor’s head, an idea formulating.
“well, you know, i think there’s still something left on my list.” you cock a brow at him.
“there is? it’s not too much is it? because i am tired, i just don’t wanna leave you.” he shakes his head, lightly pushing your hips to get you to grind against him a bit. he can’t help his reaction to the movement and the soft moan you let out.
“don’t worry, baby. you don’t have to do anything.” he pulls her in for another kiss, this one slightly more heated than the last two, as you continue rocking back and forth on his lap. after a few moments, he breaks away from the kiss and halts your hips.
“connor-“
“shhh. i got you.” he taps your ass twice and you lift herself up on your knees, giving him the space to pull his sweats down just enough to free his length from the confines of the fabric. then he pulls your sleep shorts and panties to the side, using his other hand to line himself up as you slowly sink down on him. you moan when he bottoms out, loving the way you feel so full. he wraps his arms around you, which you assume is to keep you in place as he fucks up into you, but he never moves. so you wiggle your hips.
“connor,” you whine. he just shakes his head.
“nope, just gonna stay here.” suddenly it clicks in your head.
“oh. okay.” you lean into his chest, letting your head fall back into the place between his neck and shoulder. he reaches up and cards his fingers through your hair.
“take a nap, y/n,” he whispers. “i’ll be right here the whole time.” you yawn, nodding the best you can.
“okay. goodnight, connor.” he turns his head, kissing your temple.
“goodnight, y/n.”
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THE LIST
the list is a fun, interactive blurb series that i’m working on! each blurb shows one thing listed on the list written by connor bedard that was then found by you, his best friend and roommate. you guys are welcome to send asks for what you think would be written on the list!
these are numbered by in the order of them being written down on the list, but they’re listed in the order they take place.
there will be no more linked parts! it’s now functioning as any other au on my blog.
full masterlist
how it started
the agreement
#1 finally lose it
#2 go down on a girl (and actually do it well)
#4 backseat
#7 in my jersey
the worries
#6 cuffs
the shorts
#8 drunk
#11 semi-public place
#5 threesome
#12 cockwarming
#3 shower
#9 figure out how to dirty talk (read #8)
#10 make a girl squirt (read #5)
blurbs!
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“Wanna hold my hand?” with jack
you hated crowds. it wasn’t something you went around telling everyone because it seemed like a silly thing to get so worked up about. you frequented hockey games and concerts, so no one really ever picked up on it. except jack. he wasn’t sure when he realized it, but once he did, he did all he could to try and keep you comfortable in the seas of people.
that’s what he was trying to do now. or was bad enough that you were at a music festival. but now people had started to catch wind of the group of hockey players walking around and had set out to find them, causing a bit of a swarm around the group. jack looked around for you, closing the short distance between you once he spotted your slightly panicked look.
“hey. you doing okay?”
“what? oh, i’m fine.” he gave you a look, one that told you that he knew you were lying and wanted you to stop. “there’s just a lot of people over here right now.”
“wanna hold my hand?” he asked, extending it toward you, and you were quick to lace your fingers together.
“thanks. i’m actually freaking out a bit at the moment.” you admitted quietly.
“let’s find somewhere a little less crowded then,” jack said, leading you away from the mob of people.
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#81 with connor bedard from your smut list???
“Relax. Fuck me slow. Feels better that way”
you knew he wasn’t very experienced, it was why you had let him take charge any time things went a little further. but now here you were, about to have sex for the first time, and you could tell he was a bit nervous.
“we don’t have to if you don’t want to,” you reminded him. he shook his head, giving you a soft smile.
“no, i want to. just might not be too good at it,” he mumbled the last bit. you leaned in, giving him a kiss that you hoped was full of reassurance.
“it’s okay. just relax and fuck me slow,” you said with a small smirk that grew a bit when his cheeks flushed. “feels better that way.” he gave a smile that showed a bit of confidence, nodding once.
“i’ll do whatever you want me to.”
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Nico-42
“do you think about me when you touch yourself?”
you weren’t expecting to hear your name being called from your best friends room when you arrived to his apartment, and you definitely weren’t expecting the scene you found when you entered. the door creaked, alerting him to your presence as you took in the sight of him with his hand wrapped around his length, chest and face red and slightly sweaty. in a split second decision, you made your way further into the room, throwing a leg over him and straddling his lap.
if he was surprised, he didn’t show it. his hands fell to your hips, gently moving with you as your hips rocked against his. the drag of your sweatpants against his dick had him moaning and you couldn’t deny that the friction against your clit had your breathing going shallow.
“do you think about me when you touch yourself?” he just nodded before his head fell back against the headboard. “always?”
“don’t be mean.” you smirked, his avoidance of the question enough answer for you. you leaned in, bring lightly at his earlobe and then pressing a kiss under his ear.
“want to experience the real thing then?” before you could even register what happened, you were on your back with him hovering above you.
“you have no idea how much i want you.”
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Nico- #2
“are you just going to watch?”
by the time nico made it home, the apartment was silent. he was confused, expecting you to be sitting on the couch waiting to recap the game with him like normal. he was quiet as he took off his shoes and made his way across the apartment to the bedroom. he definitely wasn’t expecting to find you laid on the bed in his jersey and a matching red lingerie set. you couldn’t help it smile at the way his jaw dropped slightly as he looked you over, his eyes finally settling on where your hand rested between your legs, lightly rubbing your clit over the lacy material of your panties.
“are you just going to watch?” you teased. he swallowed, dropping his bag inside the door by the wall. his eyes finally returned to yours.
“while that does sound enticing, i think i would much rather touch,” he spoke, slowly making his way over to the bed.
“you played good,” you spoke as he pulled his shirt over his head. he shook his head.
“i missed the empty net.” you sat up, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him on top of you on the bed.
“doesn’t matter. you got two goals, won the game. seems fitting of a reward if you ask me. unless you don’t agree, because i can take all of this off and we can go to sle-“
“no, i think i’ll be the one taking all of this off of you.” you smirked.
“well then, what are you waiting for?”
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AAHHH DROP THE JERSEY SEX BLURB ILL DIE A GREAT DEATH
he should’ve known the lexi would be in his bed when he got home from his game, yet for some reason he wasn’t expecting her to be. he knew she had gone to the game but he hadn’t seen her at the arena, too focused on the game he was about to play. he should thank her though, considering she must be the cause of his four point night, one assist and three goals. the crowd had gone crazy over his first hat trick and he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t still riding the adrenaline high a bit.
maybe that’s why he wasn’t necessarily expecting her to be there. she hadn’t waited for him after the game. or maybe she had but got fed up with the amount of time he was taking with the media and left before he came out. the apartment was quiet when he entered it and none of the lights were on. he nearly jumped when he turned on the bedroom light and saw her laying there in the dark. she giggled at his shocked expression.
“just me.” he took her in slowly. she was wearing a blackhawks jersey, and even though he couldn’t see the numbers, he had no doubt it was his. however, she didn’t seem to be wearing anything else.
“why are you laying in the dark? on top of the blanket?”
“wanted to surprise you. and clearly it worked. now why are you still all the way over there? you played fucking amazing tonight and i wanna reward you for it.” he turned off the light, making his way over and turning the full bedside lamp instead. he knew lexi wasn’t a fan of the harsh overhead light but he wanted to see his name across her back once he got the chance. she scooted to the end of the bed, letting her feet hit the floor as she worked at his belt. his suit jacket was tossed near the closet as she pulled his pants down his legs. as they went further down, she slid off the bed and dropped to her knees in front of him
“lexi, you don’t have to-“
“oh stop talking and let me suck your dick.” she all but yanked his boxers down, wrapping her hand around his length with a smile. he shuddered at the contact, then moan when her lips wrapped around the tip. he cursed under his breath, letting his fingers run through her hair. he gently gathered it into a ponytail as she slowly started to bob her head, and he used her hair to slightly guide her. of course she knew what she was doing, she had gone down on him more times than either of them could count, so he mostly gave her free range to do as she pleased. it was when she took all of him down her throat that he pulled her away, pulling her hair just enough that she got the hint to stand before he turned her around and bent her over the side of the bed.
he let his hand fall from her hair, trailing down her spine and finally taking in the full view of his name and number splayed across her back. he went further, letting a finger run through her folds.
“christ, lex, you’re soaked.” she moaned at both the feeling and his words.
“it’s hot when you score,” she admitted.
“you been wet for me since my first goal?”
“mhm. been waiting so long for you,” she whined. he pushed his jersey just above her ass, running a hand over it and then landing a slap there.
“good girl.” she moaned at the sting followed by the praise. her breath hitched as he slowly slid into her heat, giving her a moment when he completely bottomed out.
“connor, please.” he set a brutal pace immediately, causing lexi to cry out at the feeling. he gripped one of her hips and the bottom of the jersey for leverage, fucking into her roughly. she reached blindly behind her for him, trying to find some kind of contact to ground her. he reached out and grabbed her wrist, pinning her hand to her back.
“love seeing my name on your back. fucking hot with my number all over you.” she could only moan in response. “hope you know what you got yourself into because i’m not letting you get off just once, pretty girl.” her eyes rolled back at the rasp in his voice as he hit the perfect spot inside of her repeatedly. her toes curled at the feeling and her thighs started to shake. “gonna cum for me already? go ahead, baby.”
her body tensed as her orgasm rolled through her in waves. her free hand was gripping the sheets for dear life as connor fucked her through it. he slowed his pace just as the small little aftershocks coursed through her. he leaned over her so he could speak almost directly into her ear.
“want you on top of me. think you can do that?” she was quick to nod and he pressed a kiss to her temple before standing back up. she whined when he pulled out, but quickly moved so he could sit against the pillows. she moved to her knees, walking on them up over his legs, but he shook his head. she looked at him confused, but before she could question him, he held up one finger and rotated it, telling her silently to turn around. she giggled, knowing he was loving the sight of her in his jersey a bit too much.
“like this?” she asked when she was in position.
“much better.” he lined himself up as she sank down on him, immediately rocking her hips against his.
“oh, fuck. feels good,” she whispered. she did her best to bounce against him but it didn’t take long for her legs to tire out, especially after the first orgasm she had. connor could tell she was losing her pace, so he held her in place above him. she moaned loudly as he thrust up into her, her hand dropping down to rub her clit and give herself that final push over the edge. neither of them were surprised when she threw her head back onto his shoulder, gushing over both of their thighs. he gave her a moment to catch her breath, then carefully lifted her off of him. she was still lightly panting when he moved to hover over her.
“one more?” he asked, never wanting to push her too far.
“going for another hatty?” she teased. her slight giggles turned to a gasp when he once again slid inside of her, lifting her legs and resting them on his shoulders. as much as he loved seeing his name on her back, he also loved watching her fall apart. he dropped his hand to her lower stomach, slightly pushing into her skin. her head pushed back into the pillow and her jaw dropped in a silent scream. she reached out for him, nails digging into his waist. he smirked at the sight of her in front of him, loving that he was the one to make her feel this way.
“that good? can’t even moan?” he taunted. there was no warning that she was close again other than the way she clenched around him. he dropped his hand a bit, letting his thumb press into her clit. only seconds later, she was cumming again, making a mess of his stomach and the sheets below them. the sight had him finding his own release, pressing deep inside of her as he came. the grip on her thighs was almost bruising as he started to come down from his high.
they were both panting and trying to catch their breath, staying still for a minute as they calmed down. connor finally let lexi’s legs back down to the mattress, slowly pulling it off her. but his eyes were drawn to where his release spilled slowly out of her. before he even realized what he was doing, he was dragging two fingers along her folds to collect it, sliding it back into her core. she whined at the overstimulation, her legs trying to close around his hand.
“come on, baby. just one more for me, okay? open your legs.” she did as instructed, gently pulling her knees apart and giving him full access once again. he pressed a kiss to her knee as he settled on his stomach, gently curling his fingers inside of her. her fingers tangled into his hair, tugging at the strands when his tongue came into contact with her clit. his fingers curled inside of her and he moaned against her at the taste of them mixed together.
“oh my god, con.” he smirked, then wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked lightly. her thighs shuddered, closing slightly around his head. even if she was overstimulated, she was still grinding lightly against him. he sat up on his knees when he felt her clench around him, leaning over and pressing kisses to her neck as he talked her through it one last time.
“come on pretty girl. be good for me, cum on my fingers, yeah? one last time for me? know you can do it.”
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#7 in my jersey
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you smiled when connor came through the front door, dropping his bag in the entryway and making his way to you on the couch. a small smile made its way onto his face.
“good game! i saw your goal.” he disregarded your words, nodding down at your outfit.
“are you wearing my jersey?” you looked down, confirming that you were, in fact, wearing his jersey.
“oh, yeah.” he thought for a moment, his mouth opening, then closing, then opening again.
“we wore those tonight,” he pointed out.
“okay, i bought your jersey. sue me for being supportive.” a small smile covered his lips again.
“you look good in it.” you knew it wasn’t his intention, but the words had you pressing your thighs together.
“really? uh, thanks.” you watched with flushed cheeks as he messed with the corner of a throw pillow sitting in front of him on the couch.
“uh, you know, i have this thing written down to try and uh…” he cleared his throat, not sure how to continue. luckily, you understand what he’s trying to say.
“what is it?” you ask. now he’s the one with flushed cheeks.
“you in my jersey,” he whispers. you take a second and then smirk, sliding your spandex down your legs and dropping them to the rug.
“well i can’t say no to that, can i?” he was on you in a second, his knee resting between your thighs as he pressed you into the couch cushions, his lips on yours in a hungry kiss. you pulled him against you by the front of his shirt, your fingers working to get the buttons undone and push the fabric off his shoulders. your hands dropped to his pants, pushing them down as far as you could before he had to pull away and get them completely off. his boxers were quick to join the growing pile of clothes on the floor and you grinned as your panties followed.
you nearly moaned when he picked you up and flipped you over so you were on your knees with your head on the cushion. his fingers slid through your folds, and you whined when they nudged your clit.
“connor, please,” you whined, leaning ack in an attempt to get some kind of friction. he gave you what you wanted, letting his length drag through your folds. the feeling of you bare against him had him cursing under his breath.
“gotta get a condom,” he muttered, already moving to get up, but you reached behind you and found his wrist.
“i’m on the pill. im clean. i don’t care if you don’t. please, con, need you.” he was still for a moment, a small battle in his head of what he should do. then he was lining himself up and slowly sinking into you. he groaned at the feeling of you around him and you moaned when he bottomed out. you heard him curse under his breath as he gave you a moment to adjust.
“fuck, feel so good like this.” you pushed back against him, whispering his name to let him know you needed more. one of his hands clutched the jersey as he fucked into you, moans and curses coming from both of your mouths at the pleasure.
“fuck, connor, just like that, please,” you begged. he did as you asked, keeping his pace and the same angle of his hips. it felt so good you could cry as you fucked back against him, meeting his thrusts. he felt you clench around him, so he did his best to reach around you and rub circles into your clit like you had taught him last time. he fumbled for a moment but eventually found the right spot and you mined at the feeling.
“gonna cum for me?” he asked, taking in the sight of his last name across your back as he fucked you. you only moaned in response, the grip you had on the couch cushion becoming tighter. he fucked you through your high, then pushed the jersey up your back and pulled out, coating your back in his release. you took a second to catch your breath then let out a small laugh.
“you didn’t get cum on my jersey did you?” connor rolled his eyes, standing up to find a washcloth to clean you up with.
“that’s what you’re worried about?”
“it’s new!”
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May you pretty please write 8 and 19 from your fluff list with connor??
“I- nothing...it’s just...you’re so pretty.”
“you have a nice voice. it’s soothing.”
“you gonna fall asleep on me?” connor paused his story to ask, a slightly teasing tone to his voice. you smiled sleepily, lifting your head from his chest to look at him.
“sorry. you have a nice voice. it’s soothing.”
“yeah? putting you to sleep?”
“a little.” his hand ran through your hair then rested on your cheek. he leaned in for a quick kiss, and even though your eyes were closed, you felt him staring at you after. you peeked one eye open, and he smiled when you did. “why are you looking at me like that?” you asked, closing your eye again.
“i- nothing. you’re just- you’re so pretty.” you felt your cheeks flush and you turned to hide your face in his chest. a chuckle sounded from his mouth and vibrated his chest. “sorry, forgot you don’t know how to take a compliment.” you turned to face him again, opening your eyes and smiling.
“finish your story. i promise, i’m listening.”
“yeah? what was i talking about then?”
“lukas tripped right in front of the girl he was trying to impress. that boy needs help with his flirting skills.” connor laughed at your words, nodding in agreement. he continued on with his story, and you may or may not have fallen asleep just a few moments later.
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i feel like Jamie is in love with seeing you in lingerie but he gets red and flustered if you make him go to victoria secret with you 😂💀
oh he LOVES seeing you in it, loves being surprised by your new sets and complimenting you on how pretty you look. so he’s confused when you drag him into victoria’s secret and bypass all the normal things he buys you from there. instead you heard straight for the lacy sets, running your fingers over a red one.
“don’t need any new perfume?” jamie asks, wondering why you had brought him back here.
“no, was thinking about getting some new sets.” now he’s confused. you usually loved surprising him with your purchases. “what do you think about this one?” you hold up a revealing, deep purple bra in front of your chest and jamie visibly swallows.
“that would look amazing on you,” he speaks lowly. he’s trying not to think about the image too much though, not wanting to get hard in the middle of the mall.
“i should probably try it on,” you say, grabbing the matching bottoms. his fingers wrap around your wrist as you start to walk away, stopping you in your tracks.
“i’m going to academy because of if i think about you in there trying this shit on, i’m gonna have to bust in and take care of things.” you giggle silently at how serious he sounds. “take my card, get whatever you want, then find me.” he presses his card into your hand and then walks toward the entrance of the store, walking across the mall to academy sports. you giggle, picking up a few more pieces and then heading to the fitting rooms.
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