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sunnyskiesscareme · 4 months

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Quinn Hughes x fem!reader

Summary: Quinn makes it up to his girlfriend after a date gone wrong. Quinn Hughes x reader

Warnings: NSFW 18+, smut, mdni

Notes: This is my first time posting smut. Please be kind. Also, I hate proofreading so much

Y/n’s boots sloshed with rain as she stepped through the front door, frowning at the mat that did very little to stop the muck from getting on their clean floors. She took them off, cringing when she stepped on the wet ends of her jeans that were just too big for her. Anything for fashion.

She pulled her pants higher up her waist and tugged her wet socks off. Quinn kissed her forehead apologetically when she sat on the bench in their entrance way.

“I don’t wanna spend the rest of our date night cleaning the floors.” He whined, sitting down next to her. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, uncaring how her wet hair stuck to his neck.

“It’s not too bad,” she said. As long as their shoes stayed where they were at the door, the rest of the floors wouldn’t get as dirty. “Hasn’t been much of a date night anyway.”

Quinn frowned. “I’m so sorry, baby.”

He truly had nothing to be sorry for. It wasn’t his fault that the date night had gone so terribly so fast. They’d both known about the little check-up doctors appointment he had booked for that afternoon, they just hadn’t known about the bad accident that had happened on the highway and the traffic it had caused- paired with Vancouvers usual crazy traffic.

They hadn’t known that you had to be less than 5 minutes late to keep your reservation at this fancy, stuck-up restaurant. Quinn didn’t take a liking to the man at the front, who looked at Y/n for a little too long in all the wrong places. They got kicked out quickly.

They didn’t know it was going to rain, not bothering to check the weather beforehand as they had assumed they would be under the roof of an expensive restaurant, instead of walking around the whole night.

Quinn knew how long his girlfriend had taken to get ready, getting dolled up and styling her hair in bouncy curls, only for them to go flat when they got wet. He panicked when he saw the dark mascara smudging her cheeks, and only slightly relaxed when she assured him it was just the rain.

They didn’t know they’d have to get home so early, so they had let one of Quinn’s teammates borrow his car for the night with the promise that he’d drive them home afterwards. That had all fallen out of place, and they made do with an Uber that took forever to find them.

She shook her head at him with a reassuring smile. “Not your fault. I’m just glad we had a night together at all. Busy times lately.”

Her drying hair had begun to frizz up, and Quinn tried to smooth it with his hand. He had no luck with that and tucked it behind her ear instead. “I know…” he muttered, giving her painted lips a quick kiss.

She stood to remove her jacket and Quinn followed to help her. He hung it up when it was off and pulled her close to him, his palm splayed on her lower back as she fiddled with the chain around his neck.

"You’re so pretty," he said, his index finger under her chin, tilting her head to look up at him. Three simple words, which she heard from him every day, and she still felt weak in her knees. She fell into him, burying her pink face into his white t-shirt. She put no effort into keeping herself upright- he was there to catch her if she fell, he was there to hold her.

"Don't hide, baby." His words were muffled against the top of her head, getting lost in her hair. He pressed a kiss there and sighed when the scent of her lavender shampoo hit his nose. "Look at me."

Y/n tilted her head, following his order, but her cheek stayed smushed against his chest, and Quinn gave her a smile. God, she loved that smile. She wished he showed it to the world a little more often. He brought one hand to her neck, petting the soft skin under her jaw, and his other palm splayed against her back under her shirt. She giggled when the thin fabric tickled her spine.

"Come sit with me," he said, already making his way to the couch. He kept her pressed against him as he walked, giving her no chance to decline- not that she'd ever want to. The walk was short, and though she couldn't see from where she pressed against his chest, she knew they had made it when she felt him move his hands to the back of her thighs, picking her up and falling backward onto the cushion. She straddled his thighs and lifted her head to press light kisses along his neck, starting at the collar of his shirt and ending just below his ear. Quinn leaned back with a shaky sigh, giving her hip a squeeze when she shifted on his lap.

She felt shuffling from underneath her, but only stopped nibbling his ear when she heard the tv turn on behind her. She pulled away from him and pushed his arm back down from where it hung beside her, turning the volume higher. "Am I boring you, or?" she asked with furrowed brows.

"No baby," he assured, his hand running up and down her waist. His lips quirked, "Just makin' sure the neighbors don't hear what I'm hoping you're planning on doin' with me here."

She snorted but didn't say anything back, squeezing both of his cheeks and pressing a smiley kiss to his puckered lips. His right hand traveled under her shirt again, and his fingers tickled her spine as he tried to unclasp her bra. She pulled away again when she felt his lips stop moving against hers. She giggled at the concentration laced in his features, his eyes still closed. "Need some help back there?"

"No," he declined quickly. "I've got it." He huffed when he pulled on the clasp for what he estimated was the 6th time, cursing when it, again, didnt give. Y/n wouldve felt bad at the defeated expression on his face before he moved to look at it behind her if she didnt find it so endearing. "The hell?"

Y/n laughed. "It's new."

Quinn let out a breath when he finally got it undone and Y/n laughed harder. "Just fuckin' kiss me." he huffed, leaning back again and pulling her in to crash his lips against hers. He slipped his fingers under the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, taking that goddamn bra with it and throwing it away as far as he could. Y/n gasped at the sound of a crash behind her, and whipped her head around to see an old vase shattered on the wood floors, her shirt and bra bundled on top. "The fuck is wrong with me?" he groaned, squeezing his eyes shut in frustration.

She chuckled and pressed a sweet kiss to his cheek. "Aw, sweetheart. I think it's cute how clumsy I make you." She pressed another kiss to his cheek when he threw his head back with an embarrassed whine. Then another. Then another. "We'll clean it later. We’re a bit preoccupied at the moment."

She kissed his lips this time, smiling when he regained enough confidence to bring his hand back up to smooth over her ribs, the tips of his thumbs brushing against her breasts. She whined when he swiped his tongue against her bottom lip, his strong hand gently cupping her breast. She felt a wave of adoration for the man, her heart swelling at how tender he always was with her. "I love you."

His other hand swiped some stray hair away from her eyes, breathing hot air onto her lips, "I love you so much baby,” he suddenly flipped her, so she was the one sitting on the soft cushion and knelt in front of her. “Lemme show you just how much.”

Both of his arms wrapped around her waist as he pulled her to the edge of the seat. He held her in a hug for a moment before pressing wet kisses to the insides of her breasts. She ran her fingers through his hair and he looked up at her through his long lashes, and she swore she had never seen a more beautiful thing.

A thumb brushed against her nipple and she breathed when it peaked. He trailed more kisses down her middle in a straight line and hooked his fingers into the waistband of her jeans. She lifted her hips for him to pull them off and squeezed her thighs when she was fully bare. He grabbed one of her knees in each hand and stroked the tops with his thumbs, urging them open.

“Quinny-” she cut herself off with a gasp when he nipped the inside of her thigh. He soothed the skin with his tongue. “Quinny, this isn’t fair.”

He looked up at her with raised brows. “What’s not fair?”

“This.” She said, and suddenly she was fisting the fabric of his t-shirt right at his collar, and he grinned. “This needs to go.”

“Anything you want, baby.” He stayed knelt in between her legs on the ground in front of her as he tugged his shirt above his head. His grin grew wider when he felt her lean forward and urge the fabric off faster. Y/n rolled her eyes fondly when he placed the shirt neatly on the coffee table behind him, making sure no more vases were harmed.

She flattened her palms on his toned chest and strong shoulders for a brief moment before he dove back into her thighs, and despite wanted to pet and stroke him a little longer, she didn’t put up much of a fight. Not that she could when his kisses were growing more heated and trailing closer and closer to her core. She squeezed his head with her thighs when he poked at her clit with his tongue, but he made no move to stop her.

Her ankles crossed behind his head, and he stroked her pussy with his index underneath her. He groaned at the slick. He brought his other hand up to grope at her breasts. “You enjoying yourself?”

“Does it feel like it?” She managed to breath out, only failing at keeping her voice steady.

“Yes.”

“That’s ‘cause I am.” She moaned, tugging harshly on his hair, then smoothing it out because she thought she might have pulled too hard. That didn’t seem to be the case, however, when he sucked on her clit and slipped a finger inside her with a groan, the sound sending shivers through her entire body.

She pushed her hips further into his face, surprising herself with how that was even possible, and moaned again when he flexed his knuckle inside her.

His knees started to ache, ground hard against the wooden floor, fingers deep in her cunt for what he was sure were the most enjoyable few minutes of his life. It took everything in him to stop just before she came, wanting to see her come undone on his fingers, but wanting to see her come undone on his cock even more. He cooed at her when she whined, picking himself up to press a loving, wet kiss on her temple. He held her hands for a moment before bringing them to his waistband, knowing that giving her the honours of undressing him would cheer her up.

It did, and she pulled his pants down eagerly. She subconsciously bit her bottom lip when she saw his shaft stand proud against his pelvis, and Quinn grabbed her chin and forced her to look up at him. “Do I tell you enough how fucking sexy you are? ‘Cause I’ll happily do it more.”

His fingers slid across her jaw as she replied with a cheeky grin, “You say it plenty, but it wouldn’t hurt to hear even more.”

He kissed her, hard. She moaned when his tongue flicked against her own- her lips were sure to still be swollen from this kiss tomorrow morning. He shuddered when she gripped him, rubbing the slick from his tip all over with her thumb. He cursed and grabbed the underside of her knee, throwing it up so her ankle rested on his shoulder. He put his hand on her own and helped her guide his cock into her, slowly and gently pushing further as she adjusted.

“Shit, I don’t think I’ll ever get used to that.” She admitted when he finally bottomed out.

He leaned close to her, their foreheads almost touching when he softly caressed her cheek with his thumb. “You okay, baby?”

“Perfectly!” She nodded quickly. “You’re just so big.”

“Fuck, honey,” he breathed, letting his head fall into the crook of her neck. “You can’t say shit like that. Gonna make me cum already.”

She giggled. “Sorry.”

He pressed kisses to her shoulder, his thrusts slow and purposeful. She stroked the hair at the nape of his neck, pretty moans leaving her lips. She let her other hand wander over his strong shoulders, and she giggled when he nuzzled into her neck in response, the hair of his beard tickling her skin.

“God, Quinn, don’t you ever shave again.” She said, somewhere in between pleading and demanding.

“What? You into mountain men?” He teased, and a sudden dark red flushed her cheeks knowing he could be so deep inside her and still make her laugh.

“That’s what trims are for.”

He lifted his head up to kiss her, straightening his spine and moving faster. Small whimpers turned to loud, guttural moans when she reached down to toy with her own clit for a moment.

He brought her right leg up to mirror her left on his shoulder, gripping her thighs as he pounded her. His eyes roamed her body underneath him and had to close his eyes for a moment to stop from cumming at the sight of her breasts bouncing in time with his thrusts. It did little to help him, the scene replaying in his mind over and over again, and he became sloppy with his movements. Desperate not to finish before her and ruin their not-so-perfect night for good, he replaced her fingers with his own, rubbing harsh shapes on her clit again. His head dipped as far as it could without completely folding her in half to suck bruises into her collarbone.

She threw her head back with a cry, and warned him of what was to come.

“Let go baby, c’mon, cum all over my cock,” he urged, and groaned when he felt her tight squeeze. “Shit,” he stuttered out. It only took a few more thrusts after her to finish, and he stayed slumped on top of her even when he finally stilled.

She brought her shaky legs down from his shoulders and wrapped them around his waist, letting him fall into her further. She twirled her fingers through his dark hair, lightly scratching his scalp as their breathing returned to normal. She sighed, “Date night worked out after all.”

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girlthatgotawayblog · 1 month

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IM SCREAMING

Photos from todays game.

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reinnette · 14 days

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i saw these on twt

“my guy” ohhh youre such a frat boy sometimes quinn hughes

#quinn hughes #huggy bear

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seedlessmuffins · 8 months

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quinn hughes is the fifteenth captain of the vancouver canucks! thank you to @swaggypsyduck for all the help with this edit🫶

#smth smth being crushed by the weight of the narrative and still getting back up again #he is unbelievably eldest daughter coded #the horrors of the vancouver canucks but you care a whole lot about your teammates and your team #i'm so happy for him and i can't wait to see what he will do as captain #captain quinn #<- !!!!!!!!!!#quinn « eldest daughter » hughes #quinn hughes #huggy bear #hughes brothers #vancouver canucks #canucks #web weaving #nhl #nhl hockey #k.webweaves #quinn hughes edit #quinn hughes web weave #quintin hughes

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neptunerising · 7 months

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𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ☽

⌊ PAIRING ⌉ quinn hughes x fem!reader

⌊ SUMMARY ⌉ 324 words, blurb! a summer morning with quinnie

⌊ CONTENT WARNING ⌉ fluff, kissing

The sun began to fill the room through a small beam, escaping between the off-white curtains hiding the view of the serene lake. Quinn stirred in his bed pulling his girlfriend closer so that she was flush against his chest. He placed a soft kiss to the top of her head as he inhaled her scent.

The action causing Y/n to wake, blinking slowly before smiling up at her messy-haired boyfriend. “Morning, love” she whispered, a yawn soon sounding from her lips. “Did you sleep well?” Quinn questions in response.

The girl nods her head slowly and runs her hands up Quinns back placing them in the tousled bits of hair at the nape of his neck, earring a groan out of him as she tugged gently. “I love your hair like this.” Y/n lightly giggles, looking at the brunette with admiration, “Don’t cut it.”

Quinn smiles softly before cupping her warm cheeks and pulling her in for a kiss. The light stubble placed along the lower half of his face scratched at hers as he deepened the kiss slightly. Angling his head down he places chaste kisses along her jaw before moving down to delicately begin placing a hickey on her neck.

“Quinnie.” Y/n whines pulling him away from her. “As much as I love when you do that baby, your whole family is here!” She scolds as Quinn fains disappointment. Moving his arms around her waist and cuddling into her, “what time is it?” He questions rubbing soft circles of the exposed skin of her lower back, as Y/n cranes her neck to see the clock sitting on the bedside table.

“Eight.” She responds, lulling her head back to its position on the pillow. “Do you wanna go get breakfast?” She asks, “I’ll make pancakes. With choc-chips, just how you like it.”

“Mhm, sounds good. But let's cuddle for five more minutes.” He replies still sleepy.

“Okay, love”

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bikinikillarchives · 4 months

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kathleen performing with bikini kill at TJ's, Newport, Wales, March 8, 1993. with Huggy Bear and Witchy Poo. they held a women's only music workshop at the venue before the show. by Rob Watkins.

#bikini kill #kathleen hanna #i'm sorry abt the watermarks lol :')#TJ'S #1993 #march 1993 #huggy bear #witchy poo

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svechnikovvv · 1 year

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the canucks instagram is such a godsend

#quinn hughes #vancover canucks #now i need a picture of him and beau #huggy bear

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bra1nxfreeze · 10 months

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maturemenoftvandfilms · 8 months

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Huggy Bear

Featuring basketball coach, Bob Huggins

A few weeks ago, my dad had a few of his cronies over for a little get together. One of them was West Virginia men's basketball coach Bob Huggins, nicknamed "Huggy Bear" who came from a basketball camp with his brother in Sherrodsville, Ohio. When he saw me, he smiled broadly and gave me a big hug. It was good seeing him again after all that time, and he’d barely changed. He was quite a big man, probably 6′ 3″, about 260, handsome with slick back hair, blue eyes and a big smile. He had a very masculine look about him and that topped it all off. His pants were loose fitting and from my vantage point I could see he filled out the location of my gaze quite nicely.

When he hugged me, I couldn’t help but notice his cologne; it was popular among a lot of my college-age friends. No one have any idea of my preference for men over women and I didn't want that to change. So, I decided to go out and chill with friends for the afternoon.

When I got back to the house, everyone was smashed and when I came in they began to welcome me and offer beer as they always did. Declining, I noticed that Bob was missing. I figured he must be in the bathroom or maybe he passed out somewhere. Damn, I thought, I wanted to have another look at him before bed. So, disappointed, I headed for my room, but before I entered I glanced back down the hall to the open bathroom see Bob standing.

I eyed his thick, circumcised cock he was holding as I watched a strong stream of piss shoot from it's head. I couldn’t take my eyes off his dick until he shook it back and forth after he finished. Then he reached down giving his balls an itch and then a slow tug before he give his cock a quick rub. Stopping to take a sip of beer before again reached down with his free hand to rub his cock this time for a little longer as he let out a deep groan. Feeling a little embaressed, I quickly turned away, but still watching from the corner of my eye.

When I looked again his cock looked to be a semi aroused 6” as he had gone from a casual rub to a purposeful stroking. The 69-year-old Huggins didn't seem to care that the door was open and anyone could see. Overcome with lust, I began playing with myself while I watched the show.

Then he turned turned up his beer for another sip before staggering towards the door. He almost fell, but caught himself by grabbing the door. I instinctively moved over to him and put my arm around him to give him support. I felt my face flush red as I looked down at him still rubbing his hard cock which was now a full 7 inches long and so thick his large hand could barely fit around it.

“Why don’t you be a good boy and do coach a favor." He said, slurring his words so badly that I could hardly understand him. I looked him in the eyes and then down at his cock.

“It won’t bite, come on. I've always wanted to see how it felt to have my dick sucked by a man." Huggins said as he took another big swallow from the beer can.

Even though I was hesitant, I was so horned up that I couldn't stop myself from closing the door behind me and grabbing his cock. It was warm and hard in my hand as I gently began to stroke it. My own cock throbbed within my tight jeans as I continued to stroke Huggins’ manhood.

“Yeah, that feels good." Huggins said before letting out a few groans.

Now wanting his cock in my mouth, I quickly knelt in front of him taking his manhood slowly in my mouth tasting the salty syrupy fluid that constantly leaked out. When my lips reached his balls as I began to gag feeling his cock head touch the back of my throat. Huggins groaned as his free hand held my head down keeping the full length of his cock in my mouth. Taking another gulp of beer, I began to motion my head up and down his shaft occasionally pulling all the way off to lick around his cock head.

“You’re doing well boy, I'm getting close.” He said as I felt his body tense up. Grabbing back of my head, he thrust forward making me gag more as every last part of his manhood pushed down my throat.

Wanting him to to fuck me, I let his cock slip out of my mouth, stood up and jerked my shorts down, lean over and grabbed the sink, jetting my butt in his direction without waiting for him to agree. I guess the sight of my ass anwsered my question after he pausing a moment to pull a tube of KY out of the medicine cabinet.

I had always wanted to be fucked by an old man with a huge cock. Now was the time.

“You got a nice tight asshole.” The 69 year old coach told me as he rubbed some of the KY onto my asshole. A moment later I felt his slippery dick head pressing against my asshole.

"Take my cock." Huggins said almost angrily as he rammed his dick into me.

I stiffened up from the searing pain of his brutal entry as he pulled his dick half way out of me and slammed it back inside my asshole. I muffled my scream and tightened my grip on the sink as the old man started fucking me as hard and fast as I could ever remember being fucked.

Faster and harder he fucked me when surprisingly, Huggins reached around me and grabbed my dick while still fucking me. I went crazy while the hall of fame coach fucked and jacked me at the same time.

"I'm cuming!" The old man cried out suddenly.

Hearing that, I pushed my ass against his crotch, driving his sperm-squirting dick as deep inside me as it would go. I felt every drop of his hot cum slide down with ease as his cock filled my asshole.

When Huggins jerked his dick out of me, I turned around, grabbed my dick and started jacking it as fast as I could as he stepped back and watched me. I shot off on the tile floor of the bathroom with the drunken coach watching. Without saying another word, I scooped up my shorts and put them on as Huggins stuffed his cock and balls back into his tan pants. Then I quickly walk to my room as coach Huggins when back to the guys in the den.

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itsmadsart · 1 year

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heard someone was in his fishbowl era 🤧 feel better Quinn

#hockeyblr #hockey tumblr #quinn hughes #huggy bear #vancouver #Canucks #nhl #digital art #illustration

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letsgetrowdy43 · 1 year

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could you please do “you don't ever have to pretend. not with me. not ever” prompt w quinn hughes??

Safe Haven—

It was hard trying to keep up that strong front, painful to act like everything is perfect. Especially when her boyfriend’s family is so happy and enriched with this sense of closeness, it’s almost pitiful to try and act like she blended in so effortlessly.

Not that her childhood hadn’t been filled with love, but with age that flame of a loving family had gone out. Parents had gone from being so enamoured with one another to no longer being able to civilly be in the same room. The Hughes family on the other hand had this rare dynamic, parents whose love never fleeted, and brothers who held such a strong bond. It was that type of love that you'd see in movies, something that people yearned for. That’s just not something that she had been accustomed to, she wasn’t used to feeling involved, feeling so overwhelmed with a sense of family, it almost made her grieve what could have been.

“You okay hun?” Ellen asked as she served dinner, the entire family plus herself sat at the dining table for the weekly family dinner, the young girl had been staring at her empty plate, her chest burning with worry. “Yeah sorry, just lost in thought” she smiled softly as Quinn squeezed her thigh under the table, his soft touches and warm palm gained her attention. His brow quirked as he looked at the smile faltering on her face, the look on his face was a telltale sign that he wasn’t believing anything that she was saying.

Later that night the two of them found themselves in Quinn’s childhood bedroom, tucked in bed, snuggled under the comforter after another night out of the boat.

Quinn’s fingers brushed against her forearm as she laid her head on his chest, the gentle rising and falling of his chest were calming enough to almost put her to sleep.

“Do you wanna tell me what’s bothering you?” he mumbled as she placed a kiss on his bare chest, she let out a soft sigh and repositioned herself so she could look him in the eyes. “I’m fine really,” Quinn could read right through the lie, an unimpressed look on his face as he waited for the real answer, “it’s stupid, honestly” “Your feelings aren’t stupid love,” he said brushing her bangs out of her eyes and tucking them behind her ears. “I promise you it is, I’m making a big deal out of nothing” Quinn frowned and rubbed his thumb against the apple of her sunburnt cheek, lightly shaking his head.

Her hand travelled up from his torso to his chest, playing with the chain around his neck to busy herself. “I feel a little out of place” she paused to find right the words she wanted to say, “and it’s not your family’s fault whatsoever, I’m just not used to the whole close family thing” she cringed at her own words and looked up to Quinn who just nodded. She smiled softly as she laid her head back down, “I’m just overthinking everything I do, I just really want your family to accept me” she said truthfully, letting go of a breath she hadn't been aware she was holding.

The weight that had been sitting on her chest lifted as she spilled her feelings out to Quinn, who listened attentively, with loving eyes as he drew circles on her back. Quinn pulled her closer into his chest and placed a kiss on her temple, “you don't ever have to pretend, not with my family, not with me, not ever” he mumbled into her hair as she squeezed him back. “I know, I’m just overwhelmed by all this love that they have and I don’t know how to process it”

It went silent for a second as Quinn thought of the perfect words to reassure her that his family would love her unconditionally, no matter the baggage that she carried. They had all witnessed the love that he held for her, they had seen the smiles, and heard his rants about how she was the only one for him.

“You’re much more lovely than me by the way, and if my family can put up with my grumpy self for the past 23 years, then I assure you they love you” he said squeezing her shoulder as his thumb rubbed circles into her skin, “there’s so much to love about you so I wouldn’t worry, beside the entire family is already wondering how I got so lucky with you.

She smiled and took his hand into hers, placing a kiss again his knuckle as she rolled into his side, “you’re wonderful, grumpy sometimes, but you’re my grump” she mumbled before settling in his arms.

“We can talk more about this in the morning if you’d like,” he said as he closed his eyes.

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