#jamie drysdale x f!reader

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pairing(s) — JAMIE DRYSDALE x reader (est. relationship) wc — 1.5k synopsis — jamie can’t keep his hands to himself, and neither can his girlfriend. (prompted on this ask)

note — title’s from summertime by bon jovi + yes, this is a re-upload from the main blog (@holy-pucks) since nothing of mine posted there shows up in the tags. if you’ve already liked or shared that post, i would really appreciate you doing the same with this new one :) thx a million in advance! xx 

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cw — alcohol consumption/tipsy!reader x tipsy!jamie, accidental exhibitionism (jamie getting handsy at a bonfire bc he just can't resist lol), suggestive lang + innuendo, + general fluffy filth but nothing super explicit really, pretty tame for me tbh 

jamie drysdale has never been so pleased to have lost a fight in his entire life.

he didn't think it'd get cold enough to warrant lugging around an extra blanket (meaning him, not you—he's a gentleman). you thought otherwise, and pestered him until there was one neatly folded in the backseat.

objectively speaking, jamie was right; it wasn't even chilly. he was actually a little warm, if he was being honest, but that had a lot more to do with his wandering, beer-soaked mind than the weather or a superfluous layer.

—and he had a tent in his pants to prove it.

it's his own fault. he pulled you into his lap when there were more than enough lawn chairs scattered around the blazing fire, knowing full-well you fidget when you're tipsy. jamie knows you can't sit still to save your life, yet he sat you across his thighs anyway. and now he—and his raging hard-on—are paying the price.

he isn't embarrassed he's turned on, that's not the problem. that's never the problem. you've been dating for years, and anyone who's shocked by the effect you have on him has bigger problems than jamie's attraction to his own girlfriend.

it's the fact that he's about ten seconds away from pulling your suit to the side and rutting into you in the middle of a public beach with his friends not even a foot away.

someone across the half-moon crowd says something that makes you laugh—makes you wiggle. jamie's hands tighten on your hips to keep you still, but, by this point in the night, his body is too lax to be of much help. if anything, the impassioned touch eggs you on, and it isn't long before his hips are moving to match your mostly-involuntary movements.

jamie hisses through gritted teeth, jaw clenched so tight it aches. "baby, quit it—please."

fluttering half-lidded eyes meet his, clock his internal struggle, and immediately twinkle with mischief. under the guise of shifting your attention, you rub the outside of your thigh against the bulge threatening to tear his trunks.

"quit what?" you ask with a demure smile, your hands looping themselves around his neck. warm fingertips play with the feathered locks tickling his sunburnt neck, making him shiver.

"you know what," he glares. "i don't know when we'll get back home, and you're driving me insane."

"touch me here."

blinking in disbelief, he balks. "w-what?"

"touch. me. here."

each word is punctuated with a chaste peck to his ever-reddening cheek. the succinct affection bounces you in his lap, and jamie can't help but slide his hands further beneath the sandy blanket. at first, to halt the infuriating friction but, like usual, once his hands wander he just can't stop. consequences—and shyness—be damned.

"s'not a good idea." jamie nips your jaw, dotting a line of warm kisses along your neck, stopping once his nose brushes your ear. "my baby's loud as shit, and i'd rather not have an audience."

you swat his chest in offense, but giggle nonetheless. "am not!"

"are too." he smiles up at you.

"i can be quiet," you huff, determination furrowing your brow.

jamie reaches up to smooth the crease with his thumb. you catch his arm and press a sweet peck to the inside of his wrist. he shudders.

you hum into his skin, "i think you're projecting."

"that right?" your boyfriend feigns ignorance, amused.

"let me prove it," you whisper before leaning in to kiss the tip of his nose. with your forehead flush to his, you try again. "please, jamie. i can't wait anymore—and i certainly can't wait until t strikes out with whoever he's obsessed with this week."

jamie snorts.

you make a solid point; it could be another ten minutes or upwards of two hours. his guess was as good as any—trevor himself included. jamie's really starting to hate that him finally fucking his own girlfriend hinges on his best friend's ability—or inability—to seal the deal.

"you make even a peep, and i stop. got it?"

what's the worst that could happen if he indulges you a bit? no one's even paying attention to either of you, anyway.

you nod, bottom lip pinched between your teeth. jamie tugs it free, fingertip dancing over the fresh indentations. your tongue slips out to tease his sun-soaked skin, and it isn't long before the digit is flush to your hot tongue.

jamie's eyes are almost black with lust as they watch your lips welcome and release his finger over and over again. your eyelids fall as he slips into a trance, mesmerized by your mouth.

"words, baby. gimme words," he prods, the words barely audible.

you surrender his hand with a faint pop, blinking down at him like you're already teetering on the precipice. "no sounds or you stop—i got it," you parrot. "now are you going to touch me?"

"needy, needy, baby," jamie teases after stealing a kiss. "i've spoiled you rotten, haven't i? can't even go a couple hours without begging me to touch you... s'alright, i can barely keep my hands of you. 'specially when i've got you sittin' all pretty in my lap like this."

"—jamie, please, just... just touch me already—need t'feel you."

chuckling to himself, jamie mercifully pushes the sodden material out of the way. he nearly moans at what he finds.

how much of it is from the evening dip you took with a couple of the other girlfriends, it's hard to tell, but he'd put good money on it being little to none. no, the damp patch growing in his lap is all you. sweet and warm, and perfectly you.

you gasp when he collects some of the escaped arousal with a few of his fingers. jamie raises a brow in your direction and you cover your mouth apologetically. he bites the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing. you're trying so hard to keep quiet, it's adorable.

"—haven't even done anything and you're already breaking your promise," he chides. "how am i supposed to give you what you want when you're already misbehaving?"

"the other one," you breathe. confused, jamie hesitates. "give me your other hand."

you fish his free hand out from between your bodies and bring it up to your mouth. his eyes bulge out of their sockets once your intentions become obvious; you mean to silence yourself by sucking on his middle and marriage as he fucks you with the other hand. your back is mostly to the group, but he's still paranoid as all hell.

yet, jamie can't bring himself to deny you—or himself.

"you're gonna be the death of me," he groans as your head dips.

too turned on to care, jamie relents and slips a gentle finger into you. your eyes pinch shut, teeth catching on his other hand, but no sound leaves you. as a reward for your good behavior, he sinks in even further, until he's knuckle-deep at both ends.

his movements are much slower than normal, but, somehow, it doesn't matter. jamie's thumb seeks out your clit, sensitive and swollen despite its neglect, and he traces lazy circles between deep, measured thrusts. all the while, he mouths at your neck with little concern for what evidence he might leave behind. jamie's sole focus is making you feel as good as he does right now with his half-naked, hot-as-hell girlfriend writhing in his lap, her pretty pussy clenching around his lucky fingers.

"—j-jamie," you warble around his drenched hand, hips bucking into the other with what little leverage you have positioned like this. "—close, s'close."

oh, he knows. he can tell. jamie knows your body better than you do; he's a diligent student.

"are you, baby?" jamie can't resist a bit of taunting. you're too far gone to push back. "poor thing, what do you need from me? tell me what you need to get there."

you're slow to answer, overwhelmed by the sensations attacking your mind from all angles. somewhere along the line, a second finger was added... and then a third. the burning stretch aches so good your vision blurs.

jamie, jamie, jamie—the beginning, middle, and end of your thoughts—jamie, through and though. he's everywhere, but it's still not enough.

"my n-neck," you eventually gasp. "please—kiss my neck again."

your boyfriend is more than happy to oblige. lips latched to the tender spot just below your ear, jamie lets his hand take control of the pace; he's no longer content to drag this out. it's been a long day, and all he wants is to watch his pretty girlfriend fall to pieces in his lap.

your peak is ushered in by a series of pitiful little whines and whimpers, mostly muffled by his spit-stained hand, but jamie doesn't have the heart—or the sanity—to chastise you for it. if he had it his way, his mind would play those beautiful, broken sounds on a loop.

but the reverie is too good to last. it always is.

"get a room, you two!"

a chorus of laughter and vulgar remarks succeed trevor's call-out. and, hot under the collar, jamie's cheeks burn pink as he buries his face in the safety of your neck.

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bf!jamie drysdale ✧.* headcanons

pairings: fem!reader x jamie drysdale

warnings: none! these are sfw!

a/n: no one can tell me jamie wouldn't be the BEST boyfriend.

bf!jamie who is an absolute sweetheart to you 24/7.

bf!jamie who violently sobs at hopecore videos on tiktok...every time.

bf!jamie who also violently sobbed when he found out about the pwhl. what can he say, he's an empath and a feminist.

bf!jamie was super nervous about messing up your relationship in the beginning. he'll always think twice about everything. the things he says to you, what he wears around you, the way he texts you, even the kind of flowers he brings you.

bf!jamie who, speaking of flowers, is a literal florist in his spare time. he watched one tutorial on how to make a nice floral arrangement, and he has now made it his life's purpose to constantly make beautiful bouquets for you. the second he notices your current flowers starting to wilt he's en route to the store for more.

bf!jamie who has a collaborative playlist with you full of all the songs you want to play at your wedding.

bf!jamie who thinks you look best in his clothes. he loves seeing you in his old t-shirts, hoodies, and his jerseys on game days.

bf!jamie who finds a great deal of comfort in venting to you. somehow you always know the right things to say. he likes that you're empathetic, but also hold him accountable for some things. he thinks you're a great listener and a one-of-a-kind advice giver.

bf!jamie who has a secret obsession with socks. he has short ones, long ones, fuzzy ones, funny ones, ones with slots for each toe, ones with holes in them. you cannot get him to part with any of his socks...it just is what it is.

bf!jamie who loves your family. nothing makes him happier than spending time with your parents, siblings, cousins, pets, etc. He loves anyone that's related to you because he loves you! Even if your uncles give him a hard time and tease him, they'll slowly come around to him.

bf!jamie who sleeps with a life-size teddy bear when you're not home. it's the cutest thing ever.

bf!jamie who loves to go to coffee shops and get frappuccinos or refreshers. he'll leave you to get the coffee, he likes his sweet drinks.

bf!jamie who is a chronic tummy ache survivor. throughout 60% of your relationship, jamie has probably had a tummy ache.

bf!jamie who can't wait for you two to have kids so he can put them in hockey. he gets so excited over imagining the two of you taking your kids to games and being able to sit in the stands together cheering them on. he also thinks you'd make the milf-iest hockey mom.

bf!jamie who hates his facial hair, but knows you love it so he keeps it. he hates how itchy and uncomfortable it is, but you think he looks so hot.

bf!jamie who loves staying in. jamie loves to share some takeout and have a quiet date night in the comfort of your shared home. he likes to slow dance to music in the living room and play card games together.

bf!jamie who is quite literally obsessed with EVERYTHING about you. he worships the ground you walk on, and will never tell you no.

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IN A BOX — TREVOR ZEGRAS AND JAMIE DRYSDALE

trevor zegras x fem!reader x jamie drysdale

12 DAYS OF KINKMAS

summary: in which Trevor and Jamie do the ‘dick in a box’ joke to their fuck buddy, leading to a threesome

warnings: NSFW CONTENT, threesome, oral (f and m receiving), p in v (unprotected), degradation. (2.7k words)

notes: welcome to day 9 of the 12 days of kinkmas! this is the first threesome i’ve ever written, and it features everyone’s favorite dynamic duck duo! this starts out jokey and it makes me laugh ngl.

i’ve never claimed i was smart.

if i were smart, i probably wouldn’t have started sleeping with two of my best friends.

i probably wouldn’t have agreed to their friends-with-benefits arrangement.

and i most certainly, wouldn’t have had my expectations so high when they claimed they had christmas gifts for me.

yet, here i am. sat on Trevor and Jamie’s couch for the past fifteen minutes, a rapidly cooling peppermint hot cocoa clutched in my hands, and a sneaking suspicion that they do not, in fact, have christmas gifts for me.

“guys, are you coming?” i shout in the direction of the stairs, my voice bouncing off the walls of the house.

i can hear Trevor’s wheezy laugh carry down the steps. a mischievous lilt hidden in.

“we will be soon!” he calls back and i huff, slumping further into the couch cushions.

my flight back home for the holidays is tomorrow, the 23rd, and the boys had claimed they have presents they want to give me before i leave. i arrived armed with gifts for each of them, and after they opened them, they had stated they just had to grab my presents from their rooms; but i’m beginning to think they’ve lied to me.

“okay, close your eyes!” i sigh out a ‘finally!’ at the sound of Jamie’s words, squeezing my eyes shut.

“are they closed?” Trevor snickers, sounding closer now.

“yes, Trevor! they’re closed!” i snap, covering my eyes for good measure.

i can hear their footsteps get closer, padding down the stairs and into the living room, before Jamie tells me i can open my eyes.

i’m immediately confused by the sight in front of me, bewildered at the two men clad only in flannel pajama pants. both hold a gift box in front of them, wide smiles on their faces.

“why are you shirtless?” i giggle, my brows threading together as they stand side by side in front of me.

“just open your gifts!” Jamie urges.

“we’ll hold them! you open them!” Trevor tells me. “at the same time! gotta open them at the same time! or else the other present will be spoiled.”

i raise an eyebrow at the hyper hockey player, but he just notions with his head for me to hurry up.

i set my hot cocoa to the side, the mug clanking against the top of the wooden side table beside the couch. i glare at them suspiciously as i scooch to the edge of the couch.

reaching forward with both hands, i pull the tops from the christmas paper lined boxes, only to find what i least expected. there, poking through holes cut in the sides of the boxes, were Trevor and Jamie’s dicks. both already hard, so i’m drawn to assume that’s what they were doing upstairs.

“oh my god!” i peer up at the boys with amusement, a wide, humorous smile on my face. “you guys did not just do the dick in a box gift gag to me.”

“what do you mean ‘gag’?” Trevor jokes, “these are your gifts.”

the hockey players stare down at me, and it’s only then that i clock the lust in their eyes, obviously determined to finish what they started by themselves in their rooms.

my tongue flicks across my bottom lip, wetness pooling in my panties at the thought of a threesome.

sure, i’ve slept with the both of them; but its always been at separate times. never together, despite my persistence to them that i would love to do it.

“well, i guess i should have some fun with my gifts then, right?” Trevor and Jamie smirk at my words, removing themselves from the boxes and leaving themselves untucked from their bottoms.

i let the gift box lids tumble to the floor, reaching both hands forward, to grasp one of them in each hand. i tug, my eyes flitting between them to gauge their reactions.

while Trevor bites his lip, letting out a muffled moan, Jamie’s head tilts back, his jaw going slack.

i continue my movements, slowly jerking the both of them off. getting more and more aroused by the sounds they let out, echoing throughout the downstairs of the house. and when i abruptly stop, both men’s eyes pop open, staring down at me.

“well, you can’t expect me to have fun like this, can you?” i tease them, my tone sultry and low, and just to show them exactly what i mean, i pull my sweater over my head; leaving me in nothing but my skirt and bra.

the two men make quick work of joining me on the couch, sitting on either side of me. Trevor’s hand grazes my neck as he pushes my hair off my shoulder, his head dipping down to attach his lips to my collarbone, suckling and leaving wet kisses up the column of my throat. whereas Jamie takes it upon himself to press his lips to mine. what starts out as lust driven and rushed, quickly turns into passion and need. the defenseman’s tongue runs over the seam of my lips, gaining entry when i part them and pushing his tongue against mine.

Trevor’s hand rests high up on my thigh, slowly inching his way up under my skirt, and it doesn’t take long for him to get even bolder; his fingers finding my clit through my soaked lace panties. his middle finger presses, rubbing me in circular motions, and a high pitched moan escapes my lips, muffled by Jamie’s.

as though coordinated, both men pull away from me, Jamie’s lips puffy and swollen. the tip of Trevor’s nose drags up my throat slowly, until he reaches my ear, his finger halting in its movements.

“you want this?” Jamie asks me, smirking as i nod my head and let out a choked whimper.

“then we need you to be a good girl and strip for us.” Trevor whispers in my ear, pairing his utterance with a roll of my earlobe between his lips.

he pulls away, both pairs of eyes settling on me as i rise from my seat. i unzip my skirt, letting it pool to the floor into a puddle of fabric at my feet, and they suck in a breath at the sight of my matching red lacy set.

“someone knew she was gonna get fucked today.”

i nod at Jamie’s words, bottom lip caught between my teeth as i unclip my bra, pushing the straps off my shoulders and allowing it to drop down to the floor. my nipples are stiff and peaked, the cold air doing nothing to help.

“i didn’t know i would get both of you today though.” i confess, a boost of confidence surging through me as the hockey players ogle my breasts.

“keep going, baby.” Trevor all but groans, watching intently as i begin to drag my panties down my legs, stepping out of them and leaving myself bare for them.

“i hardly think this is fair.” i huff, feigning a pout. “you guys still have your pants on and i’m here all naked for you.”

Jamie hops up from the couch, tugging his flannel pants from his legs, while Trevor merely lifts his hips and takes his off while sitting. both men look at me, seeking reassurance, and i nod.

“much better.”

Trevor grins, leaning forward to grip my by the waist and pulling me back onto the couch. he pushes me flat down, sprawling me out on the sofa, and guides my leg to hook over the back of the couch, leaving me open and vulnerable to his gaze.

my eyes flick to find Jamie, but rather than standing in the spot he once was, he now sits in the chair beside the couch. his hand grips around the base of his cock, squeezing gently to tease himself as he watches Trevor and i.

“let’s see if you taste as good as your cocoa.” Trevor smirks. i roll my eyes at the joke, laughing at his cheesy remark, but my giggles get caught in my throat when he bends down, licking a stripe up my core.

“fuck, Trevor.” i cry out, one hand flying to his head and burying itself in his fluffy dirty blonde hair, as the other fists the couch cushion beside my head.

Trevor chuckles lowly, repositioning himself before diving in like a man starved. his tongue laps at my arousal, my eyes squeezing shut at the feeling, and i can hear Jamie groan from his place near my head.

licking up, Trevor flicks his tongue against my clit, his hands holding my thighs apart to keep me from squeezing them around his head. his lips close around the nub of nerves, sucking it and rolling it between his lips, and i give a tug to his hair, a moan bubbling up my throat as my hips buck against him.

“yes! please, don’t stop!” i whimper, but rather than listen to my words, he chooses to release my clit, letting his tongue drag back down to my entrance.

continuing his assault against my cunt, Trevor brings his thumb to my clit, providing just enough pressure as he begins to rub.

my eyes roll back in my head, my back arching, and i can feel the pressure in my stomach growing; getting stronger and stronger the longer he continues.

“make her come, Z.” Jamie pipes up, “i wanna watch her let go.”

Trevor hums in agreement, the vibrations traveling from his tongue to my pussy. and with just a few more rubs of his thumb, and flicks of his tongue, my breath catches in my throat, my lack of oxygen quickly making me woozy and aiding in tipping me over the edge. i heave out a breath, mingled with a high pitched cry as my vision turns white, my legs shaking as i release on his tongue.

he doesn’t ease up, lapping at my wetness even after i come down from my climax. it’s only when i whine, pushing his head away, that he finally backs away, pushing himself up.

“i’d say she’s ready to be properly fucked, wouldn’t you Jimmy?” Trevor chuckles, staring down at me as i pant to catch my breath.

“yeah, i think i must agree, Trev.” Jamie sidles up to the couch, joining his best friend in watching me in my fucked out bliss. “i think she can take another one, don’t you?”

“i know she can.” Trevor confirms. taking ahold of my hands, Trevor helps me up, motioning for me to spin around. once i do so, Jamie nudges my back, forcing me onto all fours before he kneels behind me.

“can’t wait to have those pretty lips wrapped around my cock.” Trevor mutters, his thumb running along my bottom lip. “you think you can handle me fucking your face?”

i peer up at him through my lashes, working hard to focus my vision, as i can feel Jamie running his tip through my wetness. nodding my head, Trevor smiles down at me darkly.

“yeah, i know you can.”

gripping his cock, Trevor pushes the tip against my lips, urging me to open up for him, and i happily do so, relaxing my throat as he pushes in. it’s in this moment that Jamie thrusts in to the hilt, bottoming out inside of me, and i choke, my eyes rolling back as i adjust to the fullness.

“fuck, you feel like heaven.” Jamie grunts, pulling all the way out before he intrudes me once more, setting a quick pace. “so fucking tight, i could fuck you all day.”

i clench around him in acknowledgement, a groan falling from his lips at the feeling.

i can barely hear his grunt over the sounds of my gagging as Trevor thrusts into my face, his hands gripping the side of my head as he guides me. pulling out, i’m given a little reprieve, sucking in a deep breath as Trevor slaps my cheek with his cock, drool and pre-cum dripping down my chin.

“you’ve been wanting this for so long, haven’t you?” the forward mocks me, slipping himself back past my lips as i whine.

“you just wanna be filled, don’t you?” Jamie chimes in, “fucked thoroughly.”

i can’t respond, but i have the suspicion that’s how they want it, both laughing as i focus purely on pleasure.

i can feel myself sucking Jamie in every time he thrusts, my walls closing around him in effort to keep him there. his tip drags against my g-spot every time his hips snap, and i can feel the pressure in my stomach building itself back up. tying into knots as he quickens his pace.

his skin slaps against mine, and his hand spreads across my back, pushing down to get me to arch it, and i follow his lead. the new angle makes my toes curl, but i can’t focus too hard on it because i can feel Trevor’s dick begin to throb.

Trevor’s head tips back, a loud moan escaping him as he pulls back again, letting me breathe through my mouth for a moment rather than my nose, before he pushes my head back down.

“shit! i’m gonna come!” Trevor breathes out, and i relax my throat, hollowing out my cheeks as he pushes me until my nose makes contact with his abdomen, holding me there as his abs flex. his cock twitches just before he sighs, ropes of cums spurting in my mouth and down my throat.

pulling out of my mouth, he gazes back down at me.

“show it to me.” i open my mouth, allowing him to see his release, and he grips my cheeks, pulling my head up. drawing his head back, he spits, some making it into my mouth while rest splatters on my cheek. “now swallow.”

his hand slides down to my throat, feeling the muscles work as i gulp, swallowing it down.

“good girl.”

with Trevor finished, Jamie takes this as his time to alter our position. shooing away his teammates hand, Jamie replaces Trevor’s grip on my throat with his own, pulling me up until my back is flat against his chest.

his hips buck, fucking himself up into me at a hard and fast pace, making my legs shake. his other hand finds my pearl, rubbing as he thrusts.

“that’s it. take this dick like a good girl.” Jamie whispers, his lips ghosting the shell of my ear, and it’s the combination of those words and his fingers circling my clit, that set me off, clenching around him as i reach my orgasm.

tears roll down my cheeks at the pleasure, my breath hitching once more as i come on his cock.

“fuck, squeezing me so tight, i’m gonna come.” Jack curses, making me clench around him again, spurring on his own release. he continues fucking me through our orgasms, causing chills to run down my spine.

releasing his hold on me, i flop down onto my back on the couch, catching my breath as the boys on either side of the couch do the same.

it’s silent in the room, nothing but the sound of heavy breathing, until Jamie speaks up.

“so remind me, why have we never done this before?”

Trevor and i let out shallow laughter, the defenseman joining us when he finally caught his breath.

“so…” i trail off, gaining the attention of both boys.

“you can use my shower.” Trevor tells me, and i nod. but when i make no move to get up, they both furrow their brows at me.

“give a girl a second!” i huff, “i think my legs are jello.”

at my words, both hockey players smirk, Trevor lifting his hand in the air for Jamie to fist bump.

once we’ve all three recovered, taken quick showers, and Jamie has remade my now long having gone cold cocoa; we rejoin on the couch, a blanket draped over the trio of us.

“what do we wanna watch?” Trevor questions, the remote clutched in his hand.

“a christmas movie.” i state, as though it’s obvious.

“Elf?” Jamie suggests, and i nod, Trevor already finding it on a streaming service.

about 20 minutes into the movie, i curl my legs up, cuddling into Jamie’s shoulder while Trevor’s hand grips my foot in a calming manner.

they both glance over at me, but upon seeing my still open eyes, immediately look back at the tv. Jamie repositions us, his arm now around me while my head lays on his chest, and despite my hardest attempts, my eyes flutter shut not long later. my breathing evening out as i fall asleep.

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[zegrasdrysdale]

Please write Jamie drysdale morning smut 🙏 like I feel like it would be so soft and sweet in the morning with him

[ morning sun ] j. drysdale

paring : Jamie Drysdale x fem!reader

summary : Jamie and (Y/N) can't keep their hands off each other when she wakes up one morning and finds that Jamie is back from his two week roadie

warning(s) : smut ! but like incredibly soft and sweet, oral (f receiving), p in v unprotected sex, pet names during sex

author’s note : ask and you shall receive

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The first thing she sees when she opens her eyes is the morning sun that's coming in through the window. She feels the heat from the sun on her face before she turns her head and looks behind her when she feels a presence she didn't fall asleep to.

A smile forms on her lips when she sees that her boyfriend is lying in bed behind her. He's asleep, but she can't help but roll over and throw herself around him the best that she can.

He lets out a soft groan as she peppers her boyfriend's face with soft kisses. "You're here," she mumbles. "I'm not dreaming. You're actually here."

"Good morning to you too," Jamie says, voice slurred with sleep. "I thought I'd get a little more sleep before you attacked me."

"You don't get out of kisses because you're sleeping," she tells him. "Especially not after you've been gone for two weeks. I missed you."

Jamie wraps his arms around her shoulders and pulls her so she's lying on him. She smiles as she straddles his waist under the comforter. "I missed you too," Jamie softly tells her. She looks down at him and he pushes her hair behind her ear so he can clearly see her face.

Her eyes scan his entire face. He looks exhausted but his eyes are bright in the sunlight that is coming in through the window. His freckles are so much more prominent in the morning and she has no idea why. All she knows is that she loves it.

She drags the back of her pointer finger across his cheek. "I like this," she tells him. "You let it grow out while you were on the road." He has let his beard grow out a little more than he usually does when he's home.

"Always do," he points out. "I was too tired to shave when I got home at three in the morning. Plus, I didn't want to make too much noise in case it woke you up."

"So thoughtful," she giggles.

A comfortable silence falls between them before Jamie leans up and captures her lips in a soft kiss. She hums and leans into him after a moment, deepening the kiss.

Jamie’s fingers leave her hair and trail down her back. He grips her waist and holds her close. One of her hands cups his jaw and the other holds her up so she doesn’t crush him. Not that she weighs that much.

The tips of Jamie’s finger slip up under the tank top she’s wearing. She feels goosebumps form on her skin where he touches her and she shivers. It’s only been two weeks since he last touched her but it’s felt like an eternity.

His hands run up her back under her tank top. It pushes the fabric up and she feels his t-shirt on her bare belly. She decides that it’s just in the way so she breaks the kiss and sits up on Jamie’s waist. He stares up at her as she pulls the tank top off, leaving her entire upper body bare and exposed. Jamie bites his swollen bottom lip.

“Remind me to never go on a two week road trip again,” he comments. His hands run up her belly and over her breasts. He stops and gives her nipples some attention. She sighs and puts her hands over his. “You’re so fucking beautiful.” Jamie’s voice comes out as a whisper.

“Says you.”

Jamie’s fingers find the back of her neck and he sits up to reconnect their lips. He pulls her into him and the kiss is immediately deep yet gentle. Her fingers grip at his t-shirt as she feels his bulge grow against her core.

She slowly grinds down against him without breaking the kiss. He groans and his free hand flies to her waist. “Fuck,” Jamie sighs. “You have no idea what you do to me, baby.”

“I think I have an idea,” she pants against his lips. Jamie smiles then bites at her bottom lip.

Tired of feeling Jamie’s t-shirt against her skin, she reaches between them and pulls the fabric over his head. It breaks the kiss in the process but she’s happy to have his shirt off and on the floor with hers.

Her fingers run down his chest until they get to the waistband of his pajama pants. Her eyes follow her fingers while Jamie’s eyes stay on her face. Her fingers lightly touch a bruise on his side that he got in one of the games he played in on the roadie.

He hooks his thumbs into the pair of pajama shorts that she’s wearing. “Need to taste you,” he tells her. “Please.”

She happily lifts her hips up so Jamie can slide both the pair of shorts and the wet panties that she’s wearing off her body. He grabs her waist and rolls them until she’s on her back and looking up at him. He settles on his knees between her legs and presses soft kisses into the skin on her neck. Soft pants pass her lips as his lips trail down her body.

These are the moments that she misses when he leaves for longer road trips. He hasn’t been home to kiss her or touch her in days, and she’s missed being able to wake up and kiss him as the morning sun shines in their room.

The kisses are so much softer in the morning. They can also take their time because they’re both early risers that don’t have to actually get out of bed for another hour or so sometimes.

She tries to enjoy every moment she gets with her boyfriend when she can in the morning because she doesn’t get many of them during the season since their schedules don’t usual line up during the day and into the night if Jamie has a late game.

Jamie softly kisses up her inner thigh from her knee as soon as he gets settled on his stomach. She props up a pillow behind her so she can look down at him without straining her neck.

He looks up at her, eyes asking for permission. She gives him a little nod so he knows it’s okay.

They’ve been doing this for years at this point and Jamie still makes a point to ask for consent. He’s so hot for that.

With the okay from her, Jamie leans in and wraps his lips around her clit. She lets out a soft sigh and her eyes flutter shut as he begins to lightly suck on the bud.

“God, Jamie,” she breathes out. Her hands fly to his hair and she curls her fingers in his locks.

He hums and it radiates throughout her entire body. She has to bite her bottom lip to keep from being too loud and waking the neighbors. Jamie pulls her legs up over his shoulders as he continues to eat her out.

She squirms under Jamie’s touch and does her best not to be too loud. Any other time, she would be practically screaming his name but it’s so early in the morning that she would definitely wake the neighbors up.

The last thing she needs right now is to be interrupted because she’s too loud. It wouldn’t be the first time. That was Jamie’s fault though.

Her legs begin to shake the closer she gets to her orgasm. Jamie realizes this and slides a finger into her. “Fuck,” she gasps from the familiar pressure. Jamie smiles against her core.

“Gonna come for me, baby?” he asks.

She whines and nods. “Yeah,” she breathes out. “Jamie.”

Jamie gives her clit one last suck as he adds a second finger. “Come,” he tells her. “I’ve got you.”

The second he curls his fingers in a ‘come here’ motion, she’s gone. Her entire body arches off the bed as she comes all over his fingers and mouth. His name passes his lips as her body becomes jelly on the mattress.

Somewhere in a far, far away world, she feels Jamie licking up her come. She shudders at the feeling.

When she comes to, Jamie is hovering over her with a smile on his face.

“Okay?” he asks.

“Mhm,” she hums. Jamie leans down and kisses her. She tastes herself all over his lips and she hums.

Her fingers hook into the waistband of his pajama pants. She pushes them down as far as they’ll go and Jamie laughs. “So needy,” he tells her as he kicks off both his pajama pants and boxers.

“Only for you,” she mumbles into the kiss the follows. “I needed you in me like last week. Please.”

Jamie pulls back and looks down at her. “You’re sure you are okay for this?” he asks. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

She nods and hooks her fingers into the gold chain around his neck. “I’m okay,” she assures him. “Please can you just fuck me?”

He smiles and lines himself up with her. She’s so slick that he slides right in.

A soft gasp passes her lips as he slowly presses into her. Their eyes lock and she feels herself fall into his eyes. She stares up at him as he bottoms out in her. She reaches up and pushes the hair out of his face, holding it behind his ears.

“I missed you,” she tells him for what’s probably the millionth time that morning. “So much.”

“I know,” he replies as he leans down to kiss her. “I missed you too. I hate going on those long roadies.”

She runs her fingers through his hair and kisses him back just as softly as he kissed her. “I hate when you go on long roadies too,” she mumbles. “I also hate when you don’t move.”

Jamie laughs into the kiss and rolls his hips once. She lets out a soft moan that he swallows. Once turns into twice and soon Jamie’s moving at a slow but deep pace. She wraps her legs around his waist and he moves even deeper into her.

The best thing about dating a hockey player is the stamina. Jamie could go for hours and doesn’t run out of breath very easily. She’s a labored mess while he seems to be doing just fine.

His chain rests on her neck as he moves. The bed lets out an occasional squeak but Jamie’s moving so slow that it’s rare.

She breaks the kiss and Jamie rests his forehead on hers.

“I love you,” Jamie tells her, voice coming out as a soft whisper. “So much.”

“I love you too,” she pants. Jamie hits her favorite spot and she grasps onto his arms. “Jamie, don’t stop. Ever.” She doesn’t know if she’s talking about his movements or him loving her at this point.

Jamie presses a soft kiss to the tip of her nose as he continues his slow yet deep pace.

As much as she wants him to move faster, she loves this pace too. It’s like he’s trying to enjoy this moment too.

Neither of them want it to end too soon. Especially since he’s home for two days before he goes back on a shorter roadie.

She leans up and captures his swollen lips in a soft kiss. Then she does the one thing that neither of them expect. She uses her hips and rolls them over until she’s sitting on his dick.

Surprise is in Jamie’s eyes when she breaks the kiss and sits up so he’s completely inside of her. One leg is on either side of his waist. “Shit,” he gasps. “That was hot.”

She has a proud smile on her face at his compliment. “You just lay there and look pretty,” she tells him. “My turn.”

Slowly, she rolls her hips and she sighs as Jamie’s dick slips in and out of her. His hands rest on her hips as she rides him, and he helps her keep her pace. Her breathing is still incredibly labored as she moves.

A familiar pit forms in her stomach. She’s already so close to another release, and by the way Jamie’s breathing quickens, she knows he is too.

“Look so pretty when you ride my dick in the morning,” Jamie pants. “Fuck, baby.”

He’s one to speak. Jamie is practically glowing in the sunlight that’s shining through the window. His eyes are bright despite a layer of lust over them. His hair is sprawled out on the pillow underneath his head. His lips are beautifully red and swollen.

Jamie looks like a wet dream to her.

She quickens her pace slightly and throws her head back in pleasure. “Jamie,” she whines. “Feel s’ good inside me. God.”

“You wanna come on my dick?” he asks as he sits up. His lips meet hers in a hot kiss. She softly moans in response and Jamie smiles. “Come, baby. Come on my dick, pretty girl.”

It only takes a handful of minutes before she’s coming for the second time that morning. Jamie wraps his arms around her as her body goes limp. She cries out his name as he fucks up into her for a second until he’s coming in her pussy.

She slumps against his body, and Jamie’s softening dick stays inside her for a moment. His come dripping onto his thighs. It’s such a dirty and intimate moment before he moves her. “Gonna clean you up,” he tells her. “One second.”

He lays her on her back onto the mattress. He disappears for two seconds while she finds her way back to her body after the intense orgasm she just had. Her body is still limp when Jamie returns with a wet cloth in his hand. He cleans both their bodies before he crawls back into bed.

Strength finally returns to her and she rolls so her body is pressed against his. Her head rests on his chest as he pulls the blankets over their naked bodies.

She traces slow shapes into his chest and Jamie runs his fingers through her hair. “You okay?” he asks. “Not too much?”

“Never too much,” she replies as she lifts her head. “Loved it. Love you.”

Jamie captures her lips in another slow kiss.

“Love you too.”

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[lukeywritesstuff]

Double D’s

Jamie Drysdale+Luke Hughes x reader

Desc: threesome with Jamie and Luke even tho they basically have no relation they’re just my crushes and ngl the reader is me and this is my like dreaaaaam.

Note: get it, double D’s. Double defence men. Double dicks, heheheheeeee

Warnings: sex, double pen (p in v and bum) oral (m on f, f on m) idk if the ‘devils lounge’ is a real place and if it is, whoops. Cursing, threesome, basically me being horny for these two hottie d-men.

Spending time with my friends at a club is usual for a Friday night. Tonight one friend said we should go to the ‘Devils Lounge’. Apparently it’s a club where all the New Jersey Devils hang out after games or even just on off days. Today was no different I guessed as I saw Jack Hughes sitting at the bar with 4 other guys, Nico Hischier, Luke, his brother, and 2 guys who seem to be their friends but I don’t fully recognize them.

The girls I was with caught me staring at the fivesome of guys and told me to ‘go get the group some drinks’ which is our code for ‘go talk to the cute guy you’re eying up and don’t come back unless you’ve hooked up in the bathroom or got rejected.’

I got up and adjusted my already short dress to make it seem shorter and make my boobs pop out a little more, I then walked over to the guys and leaned against the bar.

“Any of you hotties wanna hit the dance floor with me?” I asked the group. The one with the eyebrows smirked and grabbed my hand and the one I know is Luke (because who in this city doesn’t know the infamous Hughes brothers) kinda huffs like a child because he didn’t get to me first I guess. I smirk at him and say, “there’s space for one more, cmon.”

We start dancing (grinding and making out) with one another (the boys never touching too much but that was all up to them) and getting drinks that were either given to us from workers or one of the guys left to get us more drinks.

Within the next hour and a half we’ve ended up at my apartment where we’re already in my room in our underwear.

I had Jamie sucking my left tit and Luke licking my pussy through my panties. I’ve never felt this good in my life.

As Luke takes my panties off and fully starts eating me out, I look at jamie and smile, “wanna suck your dick, now.”

He takes his boxers off and I lean towards him trying not to move my bottom half too much, and I take him into my mouth trying not to hit my gag reflex too much, as I haven’t lost it yet.

“M gonna eat your ass babe.” Luke said and I moaned. “J’s so you’re prepared for both of us.” He says just before I feel his tongue drag lower than my pussy hole.

Not long after Jamie tells me he’s about to cum so I let him know he can do it in my mouth and I swallow it before showing him my empty mouth. It’s really not as bad as some people say it is. I quite like the taste.

“Sit up, want you to ride me reverse cowgirl while I fuck your ass and Jam can fuck your pussy.” Luke said before we all switched positions.

I started to lower myself on his cock instantly making the both of us moan. Once I bottomed out I had to rest for a few seconds then I started moving Jamie stopped me after about a minute to let himself into my pussy, he was able to get in much faster as my body’s more used to frontal sex (I don’t have it all the time, I’ve just never done anal, but I’ve been fucked before yk)

Instantly we came up with a rhythm for our fucking I rise on Luke and Jamie thrusts himself into me making me fall onto Luke’s cock.

Throughout the time all I heard was the guys saying things like ‘Fuck you’re so tight’ ‘fuck you feel so good on my cock’ ‘you’re so wet for me baby’ and me constantly moaning their names or some type of pet name.

And it’s like they’re both on a timer or something they’re both letting me know they’re about to bust, so I play with my clit to get closer to my orgasm quicker even though these two KNOW how to fuck. And they know well.

As if someone snapped their fingers forcing us to cum at about the same time, we did. Then they pulled out of me and we layed in my bed, one of either side of me, all of us dirty, sweaty and tired.

I swear i slept better than I’ve ever slept after that. And they were still here in the morning which made me smile.

Luke was awake and on his phone, Jamie was still asleep though.

“Morning Luke, need any Tylenol or water or anything?” I ask him which honestly killed my head to talk but I wanted to make sure my guests were comfortable too. He nodded so I threw on my panties and Luke’s shirt (since he passed it to me) and I grabbed 2 cups of water and 4 pills (I took mine while down there so it’s easier to carry) and left 2 pills and a water for Jamie when he wakes and passed Luke his because you know. He’s awake.

Neither of them left till that afternoon making sure we had each others contact information.

“Next time I’m in jersey I definitely want to see you again.” Jamie said before kissing me.

“Mmm and I’m in jersey often, so I hope to see you soon.” Luke said before spanking my ass and kissing my cheek.

Then they both leave making me lonely and horny again thinking about last night.

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[bordysbae]

42. "he won't stop talking about you" and 28. "you're drunk, i'll help you" with Jamie!

“drunken calls”

jamie drysdale x f!reader

🦋 BORDYSBAE’S 500 CELLY!

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it’s around 12:45 am, and suddenly you get a call from your boyfriend jamie. you’re quite the night owl, so you answer his call with joy, but also concern. jamie usually doesn’t call you late at night, but you know he’s out with friends so you’re a little nervous as to why he’s calling you.

“jamie?” you ask into the phone.

“oh i’m not jamie, my names trevor. i’m assuming you’re his ‘girlfriend’ that he keeps talking about?” trevor says.

“oh, uh yeah that’s me, everything alright?”

“he keeps begging us to take him to you, he literally won’t shut up about you. can you send me your address?”

“i mean, how do i know you didn’t like kidnap my boyfriend are you’re like coming to kill me?” you joke, but also say with a little bit of seriousness. trevor chuckles, “would this help at all?” he asks as he brings the phone to jamie.

“i miss y/n, where is she?” drunk jamie asks his friend, making you laugh. you send your address to trevor, and him and his friends arrive in an uber at your house only 20 minutes later. once you pay trevor back for jamie’s part of the ride, you now get to deal with the real mission. drunk jamie.

“oh baby! i missed you!” jamie yells as he runs over and hugs you. hard. his arms wrap around you and you’re crushed against his chest.

“jamie, i love you, but i also cant breathe,” you croak out. he then releases the hug, but not before pouting and throwing a fit. he plops down on the couch and pulls you down with him. “oh jamie, you’re so so drunk. let me help you, i’ll go get you some water,” you chuckle to yourself.

“nooo don’t leave me!” he cries out as you get off of the couch. you roll your eyes at him, and sit back down. how did you get stuck with such a big baby?

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[uluvjay]

can you do a threesome w mctavish w drysdale

Jamie Drysdale x fem reader x Mason McTavish

warnings?; SMUT, p in v, unprotected sex, oral( m and f receiving), short shower scene, praising, teasing, Threesome, reader is Jamie's gf, cursing, kissing, pet names, fingering

Hope you enjoy! Sorry for any errors💕

She knew it was wrong, she knew she shouldn't be looking at Mason the way she was but she couldn't help it. She loved Jamie and there wasn't anyone that could love and take care of her like he did but there was no denying how good Mason looked as he lifted weights.

She knew it was a bad idea joining them at their training session but Jamie begged her with his famous puppy dog eyes and a promise of shower sexwhen they got home.

But every time he turned to check on his girlfriend after finishing a set he noticed her eyes switching between him and Mason. He wasn't surprised, he'd caught her checking his friend out multiple times over the past couple of months but he never brought it up, well to her.

Unknown to his girlfriend the two boys had been talking about fucking her together for the past few weeks after Jamie had brought it up to Mason. They didn't know when they were going to bring it up to you but after seeing the look in your eyes Jamie knew it was time.

"Hey Mase" Jamie quietly called to his friend

"Yeah?"

"I think tonight's the night" he smirked

Mason didn't reply to his friend just looked in your direction and turning back to nod at his friend in confirmation as his own smirk began to form.

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As the group arrived home Jamie sent his girlfriend upstairs to get ready for the shower sex he had promised while he and Mason talked things through.

"How are we gonna do this?" Mason asked

"Well I'm gonna go take care of her in the shower like i promised and i was thinking you get a movie set up on the couch and we can see where things lead" Jamie replied with a shrug before making his way up the stairs, a little extra pep in his step.

As he made it into the bathroom he found his girlfriend waiting for him in the shower, water starting to fog the glass but he could still make out her figure and the way her hand was in between her thighs, rubbing at her clit.

"Getting started without me?" he teased as he entered the shower

"I'm sorry, was just trying to get myself ready" she quickly apologized trying not to get punished.

But confusion only grew on her face as Jamie stayed quiet and lowered himself onto his knees in front of her, spreading her thighs and placing kisses upon them.

"It's okay, gotta be a little quick anyways. Mason wants to watch a movie" he spoke before diving into her core.

She let out a loud moan at the feeling of his tongue making unexpected contact with her clit and his ring finger slipping inside her. She grabbed onto his hair trying to find some sort of balance, tugging hard causing the boy below her to moan.

"Holy shit Jamie" she cried as his tongue sped up its strokes and he moved his finger faster, hitting her favorite spot.

She could feel her lower stomach begin to tighten and her thighs began to tremble, "Getting close?" Jamie questioned as he pulled away from her core for some much needed air.

"Mhm" she groaned as he added a second finger to make up for the loss of his tongue. He sat below her admiring the way she looked with her head thrown back, thighs shaking and the feeling of her core tightening around his fingers.

"Cum for me pretty girl" He encouraged before putting his face back in between her thighs.

"Jamie!" she cried out, hands yanking at his dark strands of hair and thighs shaking as the air got sucked out of her and an orgasm ripped through her.

"Did so good for me honey" he praised, coming back to his feet and placing a kiss on his girls cheek.

The couple quickly finished their shower after their fun and got dressed before heading downstairs to meet Mason on the sectional to watch whatever movie the boy had picked.

As they entered the room she noticed Mason had opted out of wearing a shirt just as her boyfriend did and "21 Jump Street" sat pulled up on the screen.

"We just watched this" she commented as she took a spot on the couch, leaving room beside her for Jamie.

"I know but it's so good" Mason laughed

The girl just shrugged knowing she couldn't disagree and cuddled into her boyfriends side as he draped a blanket over the two of them. A few minutes into the movie she could feel Jamie's hand begin to wonder the length of her bare thigh, it started off innocent until he ran his hand over the outside of her spandex covered pussy.

Her head snapped up to look at him but he was focused on the movie with a smirk sitting on his face.

"Masons right there" she whispered to him as he slipped a hand inside her waistband

"So?" he questioned

"So? So i don't want to get caught, that would be embarrassing” she was confused, Jamie was never one to be touchy in front of others

“I don’t think he’d care honey” he whispered in her ear and began to move his fingers in a circle over her clit causing a small moan to escape the her throat

The girl shot a hand down to grab his wrist but Masons voice cut her off

“Don’t stop him sweetheart, I don’t mind watching”

She heard her boyfriend let out a laugh at the look on her face

“What’s wrong? Thought you wanted Mason, can’t seem to ever keep your eyes off him” he teased

She felt her face heat up and eyes widened at the sound of his words, "Jamie I-" she started but was cut off as her boyfriend slipped a thumb into her open mouth.

"shh, we'll talk about it later but for now i need to know if your okay with both of us fucking you tonight" he explained as he pulled his thumb out of her mouth so she could give verbal consent.

"yes i'm okay with both of you fucking me" she whimpered as she watched Mason stand up and make his way to their side of the couch.

"Good girl" he praised as he took a seat on the left of her

However She didn't get the chance to reply as her boyfriend resumed his assault on her clit and the boy on her left began placing kisses on her neck. The feeling of both men had her mind overflowing with pleasure, Jamie was always good in bed but this was something.

She must have zoned out because next thing she knew Jamie was pulling his fingers out of her shorts and the two boys were switching positions and instructing her to do the same after undressing her.

"Hand's and knee's baby" Jamie told her and She quickly did as told while the boys both stripped off their sweatpants and boxers revealing their hard and leaking cocks. She could feel her mouth water at the sight of Masons cock knowing he was going to be in her mouth first due to positions.

She let out a moan of surprise as she felt the head of Jamie's cock begin to run through her folds. "Gonna show Mason how good that mouth is while i fuck you?" he was hardly able to contain himself at the sight of the tip of cock glistening from the wetness of her folds.

"Yes sir" she replied ready to please her boys

With a nod of confirmation from his friend Mason walked up to the girl and tapped his cock against her cheek signaling for her to open up her mouth. She did as asked and allowed the boy to slide his hard cock into her mouth, relaxing her throat and hallowing her cheeks to take him better.

Jamie watched the two for a moment before sliding into his girlfriends awaiting cunt, he smirked as he watched Mason throw his head back and moan out at the feeling of his girlfriends mouth.

He began to run his cock through her folds in a slight warning before pushing in and allowing her to adjust for a moment. She cried out at the feeling of him entering her making Mason let out a moan of his own at the vibrations from her throat.

After feeling her clench around him twice he knew she was ready and he didn't waste anytime before he started fucking her, he gripped her hips for leverage allowing him to fuck her even deeper.

"Jamie!" she cried as she pulled off of Masons cock for air but her moan was cut short as the boy grabbed her hair and pulled her back onto him.

"Shit I'm close" Mason cried as he began to roughly face fuck the girl feeling his own fire growing in stomach and abs clenching.

"Cum in her mouth, she loves it" Jamie commented as he felt his own orgasm approaching

Mason didn't need much more convincing as he Thrusted one last time and shot his cum down the girls throat with a loud growl escaping his throat.

He watched her as she held his eye contact and swallowed his cum but their moment was short lived as Jamie pulled her back to his chest to fuck her at a different angle.

"Jamie!" she squealed at the unexpected change

"Getting close baby" he cried into her ear, reaching a hand down to play with her clit

"Me too J, Will you come inside me?" she begged knowing he had a small breeding kink

"Fuck!" he cried before he gave her core one last hard thrust and came deep inside her.

Feeling her boyfriend spill his hot seed inside her triggered her own orgasm, her thighs were trembling and she felt like her whole body was going to explode. As she looked up she caught Masons eyes and watched as he stroked his semi-hard cock to the sight of her and Jamie.

As the couple came down from their highs Jamie laid her back down onto her stomach and slowly pulled out, watching as a mix of their cum spilled out of her cunt.

"That felt really fucking good" she giggled mind still cloudy from her orgasm

"Good thing we're not done" Jamie laughed

"Wait what?" she quickly sat up

Jamie nodded his head to Mason and as she looked over she was met with the sight of him comfortably leaned back on the couch and patting his lap.

"Giddy up cowgirl" he smirked.

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Part 2

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[lvrhughes]

Blonde | J. Drysdale

pairing: Jamie Drysdale x f!reader

word count: 0.4k

summary: You met Jamie as a brunette, but feeling up for a change, go blonde without telling him.

warnings: none?

requested: no

not my gif!

It was a surprise when you, a brunette, started dating Jamie. Stereotypically being into blondes, just like every other player, but he went for you. According to the internet ‘a win for the brunettes’ but that was going to die out for now, feeling in need of a change, why not try blonde.

Blondes have more fun right?

“Thank you so much, it looks amazing.” you grinned, looking in the mirror.

“Of course, it really suits you, if you want to go lighter feel free to book another appointment.” the stylist smiled back, leading you towards the til. 

You left, practically jumping with anticipation, would Jamie like it? Would it matter if he liked it? At least you loved it. Your thoughts interrupted by the ringing of your phone, grabbing it to see Jamie’s contact. 

“Hey baby.” you could hear his smile over the phone, “ practice just ended, when are you home?”

“I’ll be home in a few minutes, sweet boy.” 

“I don’t want to wait!” he groaned, hearing his dramatic fall onto the couch.

“Patience, lover, I’ve even got a surprise for you.”

“Oh?” 

“Oh, you’ll see when I get home, I’ll see you soon. I love you.”

“I love you too, I’m excited.”

The call ended, leaving you to drive home, your thoughts littered with how Jamie might react. You pulled into the driveway, parking beside Jamie's car, seeing that Trevor was also over, killing two birds with one stone. 

“I’m home!” you called entering the house, hearing the immediate padding of Jamie’s steps towards you. His arms quickly engulfed you, pulling you into his chest without second thought.

“I missed you!” 

“Jam, I was gone for two hours.” 

“Two hours too long.” he groaned, leaning down to kiss you. You complied, leaning up to kiss him. 

“Did you even notice?” you mumbled against his lips.

“Notice what?” The confusion made you pull away laughing. “What’s funny? What am I missing?” 

“Her hair, dumbass!” you heard Trevor call behind him. 

“Oh,” he paused for a moment, looking you over quickly, “Baby, you look amazing.” you could see how dilated his pupils were, staring at you as if you were the last woman on earth. “I mean you always look amazing, but Baby, this is next level.” 

The word eliciting laughs from you, Trevor standing behind Jamie nodding. All while Jamie continued to roll off compliments, saying how well it suited you and how good it looked. 

“Thank you baby.” you giggled, Jamie moving on from compliments to peppering your face with kisses. 

“You look so good, baby i got to show you off.” he was pulling out his phone quickly, taking as many pictures as he could. 

“Jamie, those are probably horrible!” you groaned, he laughed in response.

“Baby, you could never look horrible.”

jamiedrysdale

jamie.drysdale my girl went blonde😮‍💨

trevorzegras she be looking good

jamie.drysdale chose your next words wisely

yourusername thank you baby<3

jamie.drysdale anything for you my love<3

_quinnhughes my baby sister is killing it again

yourusername thank you quinnifer, you're always killing it

_quinnhughes I thought you said you wouldn't call me that?

jamie.drysdale she claims she made no promises

jackhughes hear me out... Jamie goes blonde

jamie.drysdale no

yourusername yes

trevorzegras yes

user246 when he posts her😮‍💨

yourusername so true, so true

#jamie drysdale oneshot #jamie drysdale x reader #jamie drysdale #jamie drysdale imagine #anaheim ducks #anaheim ducks imagines #mads writings! #insta edit

[ohmyeyesmyeyes]

trevor zegras - speculation

trevor zegras social media au x f!reader: childhood sweethearts/ secret relationship trope

(because i've spent the past three days watching might ducks and s2 of gc took me by surprise)

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ynofficial: x told me the girlies on tiktok are going crazy for zegras so i took the liberty of fuelling the fire. season tickets with good views really come in handy

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fan1: we thank you for your service

fan2: still don't know who x is but he's very right about the trevor mania

fan3: GET YOURSELF ON TIKTOK RN

ynofficial: but i've got to protect my peace!

friend1: devils reign supreme

ynofficial: no

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trevorzegras: calm last couple of days

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fan4: z got a girl or smth??

fan5: whoever owns that room in the second photo i want to marry u

fan6: THE TAYLOR CARDIGAN UGSHF

fan7: slayyy

fan8: we have the same mode of transport my dude

fan9: does this count as a soft launch?

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ynofficial: i'm gonna need approx. 11-46 working days to recover from the baby fever

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fan10: day 3 of asking y/n who her favourite hockey player is

ynofficial: for personal reasons imma have to say jamie drysdale

jamie.drysdale: i'm honoured

ynofficial: you should be

jamie.drysdale: yk i feel like i know you

ynofficial: so weird because i was just thinking the same thing

fan11: um

fan12: jamie as x?

fan13: IS X A HOCKEY PLAYER????????

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trevorzegras: i told jamie i now have beef with him and he sent me these

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jamie.drysdale: is it me? am i the drama?

fan14: i don't want to know but i need to know the context behind this

bot1: check out my story if you're single

trevorzegras: i'm very much not single

fan15: TREVOR?? explain honey

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trevorzegras: LMAO IS TWITTER OKAY RN

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jackhughes: is this meant to be posted on this account???????

jamie.drysdale: WRONG ACCOUNT ynofficial

fan16: OH MY GOD

fan17: not the reaction pic

fan18: bro she's actually really pretty

ynofficial: NO TREVOR THIS IS THE WRONG ACCOUNT

trevorzegras: oops

fan19: i don't think twitter is okay rn no it's very broken

fan20: yeah there are a lot of girls crying

fan21: AND SHE ISN'T BLONDE z you're my favourite

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ynofficial: i will always love your drunk mistakes t (+ you)

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#trevor zegras social media au #trevor zegras x reader #nhl fic #nhl imagine #hockey fic #hockey imagine

[snorky]

Like A Lazy Ocean Hugs The Shore, Hold Me Close, Sway Me More

Hey y’all! It’s been a while since I last wrote something, and I apologize. I’ve been busy with school and my personal life, so this story took me a while to write. Thank you all for your patience! I hope you all enjoy this small, domestic, fluffy story about Jamie Drysdale! The title is based off of “Sway” by Michael Buble, which is a lovely song. Once again, I hope you all enjoy it!

Pairing: Jamie Drysdale x F!Reader

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: None

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On a cold winter afternoon, the smell of warm, hearty, homemade-from-scratch chicken noodle soup filled the air. A golden glow illuminated the stovetop and kitchen area, allowing something mundane as cooking to feel magical. Outside the window, it was already dark, the sun having set about an hour ago, making it seem much more dream-like.

Music softly flowed through the kitchen, sweet melodies dancing in the air along with her. She spun and twirled around, keeping an eye out and making sure not to burn the food, and sang along proudly to the lyrics. Knowing that Jamie wouldn’t be home for a while, she wanted to surprise him with his favorite food for their anniversary since it fell on a day when he had an away game.

Unbeknownst to her, Jamie stood in the doorway that separated the kitchen from the living area, watching her dance happily to the music. He had arrived home a little earlier than he had planned, and so on his way home, he picked up her favorite bouquet of flowers. His smile grew on his face as he saw her dancing, his heart falling in love with her more with every second.

As he shuffled into the kitchen slowly, the paper wrapping made a noise behind his back, alerting her of his presence. He hoped that she hadn’t heard him over the loud music that was playing, but as she stopped dancing and turned to face him, he knew that she had spotted him. 

“Oh, shoot.” She snapped back into reality and looked at him directly, the both of them looking like deer caught in headlights. The music was still playing in the background, making the situation slightly humorous. “Hi sweets,” she said awkwardly, wondering how long he had been watching her.

“Hi honey.” He smiled. “I got you flowers. Oh, and it smells amazing here. And I love you so much,” Jamie rambled. He pulled out the flowers from behind him and showed them to her, a smile lighting up on her face.

She laughed softly at his sweet comments and gestures and walked over to him, wrapping her arms around him in a hug. “I love you too, Jamie. Happy early anniversary,” she smiled as she kissed him sweetly.

He blushed as he handed her the bouquet of flowers, all delicately wrapped in brown wrapping paper, making the petals stand out against it. As she grabbed it, she admired how beautiful it was, and how Jamie paid attention to each small detail of the bouquet.  

She set the bouquet down on the counter, and turned to kiss him again. He kissed her back, the smile still on his face as he blushed. Wrapping his arms around her, he swayed her gently, holding her close to his body. 

Hearing the soft music that gently played in the kitchen, an idea sparked in his head. He pulled away from her slightly, making her turn her head up to him in confusion. “May I have this dance?” Jamie asked, his cheeks turning rosy.

She nodded, the smile returning to her face, “Yes please.”

He gently placed his arm around her waist, and clasped his other hand with hers. They swayed slowly to the music around the kitchen area, their movements gentle and soft. The warm, golden light of the kitchen transformed the area into a fairytale environment. 

Gazing at her lovingly, he admired her beauty. He loved the way her eyes lit up when she was excited about something. He loved the way her lips smiled when she felt happy. He loved her laugh when he made a joke, whether it was actually funny or not. He loved every bit of her, truly and fully.

And she did the same, gazing at his soft facial features that she adored so much. She loved his gentle eyes that saw the best in her. She loved his soft lips that only spoke lovingly about her. She loved his freckled cheeks that she constantly peppered kisses all over. She loved everything about him, every detail and quirk.

They both continued to dance around the kitchen, enjoying each other’s presence, the feeling of love swirling around them. The soft music continued to play in the background, humming through the air. He held her hand and twirled her around gracefully, causing the both of them to laugh together.

Jamie pulled her in close, hugging her tightly while they both continued to laugh. “I adore you so much, my love.” He gently kissed her lips.

“And I adore you too Jamie, my sweet dear,” she said softly. 

Leaning in towards him, she left soft, gentle kisses all over his face, making him blush madly as he chuckled. “You’re sweeter than raw honey.” He picked her up and spun her around, making her twirl in the air in his arms. She looked so stunning, her smile and laugh on full display, making Jamie smile in return. 

As he set her down, they held each other close, embracing the warmth and love between them. He hugged her tightly, squeezing her in his arms. He looked over for her shoulder for a quick moment, and then realized the food was boiling over.

“Babe! The soup!” he gasped, pointing over at the stove. It bubbled over the top of the pot and sizzled when it touched the hot stovetop.

She quickly pulled away from him, turning her attention to the pot of chicken noodle soup. Throwing a kitchen towel on one of the handles, she quickly moved the pot off of the heat, and turned the stove off.

While in the process of doing this, she had burnt her hand that wasn’t protected by the towel. “Ow! Damn it,” she cursed, “I accidentally burnt my hand.” She walked over to the sink to try and alleviate the pain by running it under some cold water. 

Jamie followed behind her, inspecting her burn. He hoped it wasn’t severe enough to cause damage. “I’m so sorry baby, is your hand okay?” he asked worriedly. 

“It should be fine, sorry for not paying attention to the food,” she sighed looking at the pot. “I know you really like chicken noodle soup and I just hope it’s not ruined.”

“It’s on me honey. I distracted you,” he apologized. Jamie wrapped his arms around her waist, hugging her and resting his chin on her shoulder. “And I don’t think that it is ruined.”

He walked over to the pot, grabbing a spoon to taste the soup. As he took a sip of the broth, he realized that the soup couldn’t be salvaged to his disappointment. “Okay, so,” Jamie turned to look at her, “how about, you go to the bathroom and get a cool towel to wrap your hand in. Is that alright dear?”

She nodded her head and started making her way to the bathroom, allowing Jamie to try and fix the issue at hand. He frantically pulled out his phone and tried to google ‘how to fix a burnt soup’. Some answers that he saw were ‘add honey’ or ‘add sugar’, and so he dug through the cabinets to try and find either of the two things.

Unfortunately, he did not find either of the two things. Jamie kept a mental note to add sugar and honey to the grocery list for the next time he went shopping for groceries. Dialing up the number to order their favorite take-out spot, he checked on the soup one last time to make sure if it was actually ruined or not.

As he tasted the soup, he realized it was for the better if he ordered some take-out. After he ordered the food, she returned from the bathroom, the burn on her hand looking slightly better.

“Hey sweetheart, is your hand a little better?” he asked her.

“Yeah, sorry about the food,” she sighed.

Jamie walked up to her, pulling her into a gentle hug, and rubbed her back comfortingly. “Shh, it’s okay,” he spoke softly. “I know you wanted to make us something since I’ll be gone tomorrow, but all I want is to spend time with you,” he said, kissing her forehead sweetly.

Jamie and her both walked back into the kitchen together, cleaning up the bowls and dishes that held the ingredients for the soup, and all the other kitchen utensils. After they cleaned the kitchen, including throwing the soup away, they headed to their living room.

Once they gathered all their blankets and pillows and placed them on the couch, they grabbed the food that was delivered to them and settled down with a movie under their blankets. The rest of their eventful night was filled with comfort, laughter, and peaceful silence, which resulted in her falling asleep rather quickly.

He looked over at her, seeing her peaceful expression that was illuminated by the TV in the dim lighting, and smiled softly. She fell asleep with her legs on his lap, his hand placed on top of it gently. His heart warmed at the sight of her resting, knowing that she needed it.

Carefully moving away from her, he got up and off of the couch, moving the blankets aside gently. Jamie then picked her up, carrying her in his strong arms, and made his way to their shared room. He tucked her into bed softly, and followed suit with himself. That night, they both rested peacefully, a sweet night’s sleep, and no dreams of a burnt chicken noodle soup.

#hockey #nhl #nhl hockey #nhl writing #nhl fic #hockey fic #hockey imagine #jamie drysdale #jamie drysdale x reader #jamie drysdale imagine #jamie drysdale fic #philadelphia flyers

[princessmisery666]

PM666READS - October - Fic Recs

Please heed all the warnings on the individual fics. I am not responsible for what you choose read.

I challenge everyone who sees this to read and Reblog one fic from the list 🤩🥳 tag me if you do.

Life got busy so I didn't read as much as I would have liked. Sorry.

📚 Jamie Lannister

The King Slayer and the Milk Maid - @wonder-cole - Forced marriage. dark fic.

📚 Sam Wilson

Diamonds & Granola Bars - @suitofvibraniumarmor - After Sam has his wisdom teeth taken out, Y/N is there to enjoy the humor of his post-surgery high.

📚Eddie Brock/Venom

Threesome - @charnelhouse - This is so wrong. It’s essentially a threesome. A threesome with an alien symbiote thingy with a really really long tongue. Fuck it.

More - @charnelhouse - Venom/Eddie Brock x F!Reader. Smut. Rough(ish). Overstimulation. Triple Penetration. Two D’s in da V if you know you know. HELP.

Creature from the Black Lagoon - @there-must-be-a-lock - Warnings for, um, tentacles? It’s goddamn Venom smut, you probably know exactly what you’re getting yourself into.

📚Ari Levinson

Cherry Blossom - @cockslut-padalecki - A freak accident involving a thunderstorm, a cherry blossom tree and Y/N’s car, sees a strong, handsome mountain of a man strolling into her life when she least expects it.

📚 Bucky Barnes

Shower Me In Praise - @angrythingstarlight - Bucky knows what you need after a long week without him.

Beefy Alpha Bucky - @angrythingstarlight - a smutty drabble.

📚@cockslut-padalecki - 11 Sentence Challenge

a collection of smutty drabbles with delicious prompts that everyone crushed = fics for Bucky Barnes, Rick Flag, Ari Levison, Ransom Drysdale, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Lee Bodecker, Steve Rogers and Andy Barber by @sofreddie , @syntheticavenger , @there-must-be-a-lock , @lokislastlove, @deanwanddamons, @hoboal87, @sweetlyscared, @letsby, @darkficsyouneveraskedfor, @waywardbaby, @watermelonlipstick, @navybrat817, @thinkinghardhardlythinking and more that I’ve probably forgot, sorry <3

📚 Steve Rogers

My Trouvaille - @amanda-teaches - When you and Steve get stranded in a tiny French town, you take the opportunity to play tourists for the day. Can the fairy tale of Vouvant work its very own magic on the two of you?

Naked - @cockslut-padalecki - Y/N pays Steve a visit to the office.

Hearbeats & Flatlines - @cockslut-padalecki - A special formula created to stop Omegas being claimed creates a world where they have no choice but to obey the limitless and debaucherous whims of any Alpha. The shady corners of the entertainment industry take full advantage and you, an unfortunate victim of this future, work for pittance just to get by. Rival gangs. Omegas without rights. Alphas without morals. No consequences. The only way out is death. That is until the fantasy of true mates becomes apparent that it’s not as much of a myth as you once thought, and maybe there is an alternative way out after all.

📚Dean Winchester

Into The Unknown - @deanwanddamons - Dean is desperate to get laid. Will his hunters instincts betray him?

Sweet Cheeks - @avanatural - Y/N occasionally hunts with the Winchesters. Dean has been wanting to make a move on her for a while now, and he could have sworn that she’s into him as well. But what happens when Dean finds out that his brother has a crush on her, too?

Innuendo - @alleiradayne - If you asked Castiel, something was definitely wrong with Dean. Of that, he had no doubt. Whatever bothered him, Castiel also knew that if he were to get to the bottom of it, he must tread lightly. Press too hard on Dean Winchester and he’d bottle up tighter than the lid on a pickle jar. But when the possibility of a hunt distracts them, Castiel is forced to put his concerns aside and focus on the task at hand. Unfortunately for them both, the case reveals far more about themselves than they ever anticipated.

Green Is My Favorite Color - @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior - Dean has been her hero from childhood, can she ever get him to be more?

Her Protector - @deanwanddamons - Y/N and Dean decide to have an evening watching horror films.

Mirror, Mirror - @thinkinghardhardlythinking - Choose your own Winchester and have sex with them whilst looking a mirror

Demon Blade - @there-must-be-a-lock - “Using the demon knife to subdue demon!Dean + pegging.”

Again & Again - @wonder-cole - She went on a hunt to bring him back. It went wrong - very wrong.

Still Magic - @padalelli - Dean Winchester, warm laundry, cheesy pick-up line, and dinner, but not necessarily in that order.

Always You & Me - @deanwinchesterswitch - Dean needs a little assist when things take a turn with you/Y/N/the reader.

📚Sam Winchester

Just My Imagination - @wonder-cole - Sam wakes up in a strange place.

#PM666READS #recs #fic recs #pm666reads #Sam Winchester #Dean Winchester #Eddie Brock #Venom #Jamie Lannister #Steve Rogers #Bucky Barnes #Sam Wilson #Ari Levinson

[holy-puckslibrary]

━ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠.

main masterlist

pairing(s) — TREVOR ZEGRAS x f!reader (established); JAMIE DRYSDALE x reader; MASON MCTAVISH x reader; trevor x jamie x mason wc — 2.2k synopsis — what better gift on your friends to bestow than the gift that keeps on giving?

note — happy valentine's day, my lovelies!! as my gift to you, i've decided to release whatever the hell this is from the archive <3 i randomly dropped this on patreon post-ficmas '24 because, per usual, i was possessed by the ghost of perpetual horniness! we know it'll happen again, so just know i am totally down to write a follow-up if there's any interest teehee! oh, and to the anons who requested some jd + tz content after the trade (rip), i hope this satisfies the craving!! (and you don't mind masey being thrown in the mix)

and with that... i’ll see myself out 🚶‍♀️

specific content warnings under the cut.

cw — everyone’s a lil bi because why not, trevor is boyfriend of the year, mason and jamie bickering over whose turn it is to munch, tz + reader are switchy and mason + jamie are bratty and subby, oral (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), accidental edging, trevor being a cocky menace and stirring the pot, and a wee bit of a cliff-hanger bc i'm incapable of controlling myself :-) oh, and the current pet name fixation of the week! + trevor calling himself daddy (once) while being condescending to all parties lolz

“—stop getting in my way.”

"or what?"

silence.

then, an exasperated groan.

“i wouldn’t need to be in the way if you were doing it right.”

the long, drawn-out sigh you hear sounds far away, like an echo from somewhere out in the distance, but you know it's coming from behind you—directly behind you.

your boyfriend abandons the soft curves of your chest, which you vehemently protest with a petulant mewl, to massage the tension building between his eyes; if he’d known this would turn into such a headache, he never would’ve suggested this.

“clock’s running, boys. if you wanna waste your very limited time between my girl’s pretty legs bickering with each other, be my guest.”

jamie and mason exchange a glare, united in their distaste for their friend’s tone and attitude in spite of their sudden animosity toward one another.

a pretty girl could do that to a friend group.

only, you haven’t come between the trio in the way one might assume. you might’ve been the catalyst in jamie and mason’s current strife, sure, but that's where your meddling begins and ends. no, you’ve come between them in more of a physical sense, at the behest of your boyfriend and their best friend.

trevor zegras veered toward possessive—territorial, even—most days, but, tonight, he’s feeling strangely generous. it is the season of giving, after all. however, his kindness hardly felt like a gift anymore. the gesture lost its luster soon after the silky ribbon was untied and discarded... and the bitching began. charity work would be a more apt descriptor, in his humble opinion.

he’s expecting an edible arrangement from the ladies of orange county in the near future.

but if anyone deserves some compensation, it's most definitely you, and trevor has just the shiny something in mind. what was originally intended to be the crown jewel of your holiday gifts will now function as a “thank you letting my friends use you as a practice dummy” token of appreciation.

“guess we also need to teach you to share,” you huff, exhausted from the accidental edging and frustrated by trevor's shifted attention.

the worst part is that you don’t think they’re perceptive enough (or have enough experience with a woman’s body, even) to see the agony, the by-product of their inadvertent torture, smeared plainly across your dazed and dewy face. your boyfriend's best friends have unintentionally dragged you to the brink of insanity, and you're reluctantly hanging on by a fragile thread.

said boyfriend's lips caress your temple. “can’t say i blame them. with you freshly unwrapped—just out of the box—and all... i wouldn't know how to share you, either.”

eager is a nice way of putting the boys' behavior thus far, but selfish is a more befitting adjective for their uncoordinated fervor.

two interesting things to note since you were spread wide—presented—to your boyfriend’s closest friends and collegues. the first being that while jamie is enthralled by the way you clench around his lithe fingers, mason favors his mouth; and second, trevor’s harder than a rock from showering his friends with the same domineering aura usually reserved for you in the privacy of your shared bedroom.

(or, the backseat of his car. the abandoned lifeguard tower beside the pier and, on occasion, the recently refurbished dressing room.)

mason also enjoys spitting on your sensitive bits more than he’s comfortable with, the apprehension bright in his eyes. but, watching the run-off of his saliva and your syrupy arousal drip onto jamie’s fingers before both are shoved into your heat is too distracting to pay any mind to the internal chaos of unearthing a new and unforeseen kink.

what jamie lacks in skill and experience, he makes up for in enthusiasm. for all his bashfulness, jamie drysdale is not shy about finger-fucking.

momentarily sat on his haunches, mason watches with feverish intent as his friend curls your toes with the simple curl of his marriage and middle, his pinky and pointer fingers splayed wide to keep his eye on the prize, sight unimpeded by plush, silky distractions.

no bells and whistles, just diligence.

soon, watching ceases to satiate the burly man and mason slips his own thumb into the mix. with his lips or his tongue—or his fingers, it now seems—mason mctavish is obsessed with your clit.

trevor shoots him a knowing wink; that's his favorite part, too. never do you make prettier sounds than when you’re having that special, highly-responsive bundle tended to. fingers, tongue, trevor's thigh... it doesn't matter, you fall apart all the same.

mason nudges jamie to one side and, much to your surprise, he goes without a fight this time, still stroking you closer and closer to the summit.

with his greater access, mason leans down. his nose splits duties with his thumb as he places wet, open-mouth kisses on your inner thighs, mons pubis, and, finally, the coveted pearl throbbing for affection. his mouth wraps around the little bud before pausing. he looks up for approval.

from trevor.

with the dip of his chin and a peck to your balmy cheek, your boyfriend encourages his best friend to suck on his girlfriend's clit.

mason needs no further coaxing. he alternates between suction and kitten-licks; his tongue was beginning to feel left out. all the while, jamie’s devoted fingers keep you pleasantly teetering on the end.

it's amazing the difference time and a little scolding can make.

“i think you’re enjoying this a little too much, bunny.”

“—m’sorry,” you whimper.

his warm, familiar chuckle fills your ear as he strokes your cheek. “i’m only teasing. you know how much i love watching you get all worked up. and, this way, i get to sit back and enjoy the view while they do all the dirty work.”

your eyes roll back, and his amusement grows louder.

“maybe, we’ll do this again? i wonder how fast they could get you off when they already know how the tricks.”

a raw, guttural sound claws past your lips.

trevor growls into your neck between love-bites. “you’d like that, wouldn’t you, greedy girl? is my mouth not enough for you—y’need my friends’ too? such a slutty little bunny i have..."

"no—only want y-you."

it comes out in a few, demure hiccups, the clarity of your protest impeded by those and the frantic shaking of your head.

your boyfriend can't help but twist your mind when you're like this, too weak and preoccupied by pleasure to give him any lip. his brat's gone sweet, fully subdued. and now he can have a little fun.

“—i know, i know. no need to get all worked up over nothing, silly girl. but it wouldn't matter much if you did, though, right?" the hand cradling your chin moves your head in agreement; he knows you're too far gone—too fucked out, to function. "no, it wouldn't because daddy doesn't share his toys. he needs you all to himself."

in this moment, you aren't sure if trevor loves or loathes you.

“lost your voice, bunny? you’re strangely quiet for a slut i know is close. i can hear it, and i know you can too. we all know you're fucking soaked. go on, don't be shy. i think their good behavior has earned them some praise, hm? doin' so good at following my directions—almost as obedient as you are, pretty thing. be sweet, then you can cum all you want."

his words, coupled with the overstimulation between your bent and parted knees, send your brain down a cloudy, all-consuming spiral. too overwhelmed by the boys kneeling at your altar, you can hardly string together cohesive thoughts, let alone speak adequate praise for their efforts.

...as if trevor expected anything out of your mouth other than garbled, pathetic mumbling anyway.

not to mention, jamie found the spot that makes you see stars on the ceiling as his best friend was busy whispering filth into your ear, and he's been bullying it with his deft fingers—three of them now, buried down to the knuckle. he gives it a short, purposeful rub just to show off his treasure.

you shriek and buck your hips into mason's waiting mouth. as his head dips back down to nestle against you, the angle of jamie's fingers changes and your vision blurs just a tad.

trevor's amusement thunders in your ears as he keeps you from shying away from the new sensation, an arm looped around your waist keeping you tight to his bare chest. and good thing, too, seeing as mason's tongue slips in between jamie's fingers not a second later.

they're right and truly pleasuring you now, and you can't wait a second more.

you surrender.

and, as promised, you show them what real moans sound like from a woman—not that fake shit they subject you and trevor to through the walls on a semi-regular basis.

the sounds of you ripping at the seams spur them on, and it's starting to get difficult to discern who's to blame for the puddle beneath you. this are sloppier and more obscene than ever, and you're loving every single second of it, you almost feel like this is your gift and not theirs.

—which is why you nearly write it off as a trick of a pleasure-drunk mind.

you feel it against your sopping, swollen folds before they notice it themselves; in electing to run their tongues up and down the same path at the same time, their mouths mingled along the way—and continue to do so. the delicious, foreign sensation of their mouths tangled in a clandestine dance buys your silence. and easily.

sooner or later, they’d realize and your fun would mostly likely cease—they've never given any indication of feeling either way—and you weren’t about to speed the process along, especially not when you have the pearly gates in sight.

trevor's won't call attention to it either because he's enjoying it as much as you are. maybe more. he's twitching like crazy against the small of your back, and each time jamie and mason convene between your knees, his hips shamelessly rut into you softness like a feral dog.

he nudges you, warm lips against your cheek. "look."

giving your head a downward tilt, his firm hand directs your attention to the object of his—your boyfriend isn't the only one seeking respite by way of aimless grinding.

mason and jamie have their hips flush to your bed, their burning, sweat-stained cheeks glued to your inner thighs, one slightly scratchier than the other—the best of both worlds. their eyes are nearly black with lust. their frantic movements are more pleasure-seeking than precise, driving into the wrinkled sheets with just one thing in mind.

you've never seen anything quite like it before, and your body reacts in kind.

naturally, trevor sees the signs before anyone. he knows your body best, something he takes great pride in. you'd wager he knows more about what makes you tick than even you do. he's put in enough hours, that's for sure.

trevor doesn't bother disgusting the desire weighing on his voice, "beg."

your lips part as if on cue. your boyfriend (selfishly) indulges your pitiful little whines and repetitive pleas—he'll never pass up an opportunity to rub his handiwork in envious faces—but, eventually, he cuts you off before you get too far into the bit.

"—not you, silly bunny. them."

aghast, mason rips his mouth away and you whine at the sudden loss. jamie strokes your walls sympathetically.

"you're joking."

"does it sound like i'm joking, mctavish? you're lucky i'm even letting you see her like this, let alone touch what's mine, and it's a fucking privilege to watch her cum. convince me that you've earned it."

you weren't expecting to find it so erotic, the power trevor wields over them. you're no stranger to his persuasive prowess; his commands alone were enough to get you off some nights. but this is different, and markedly so.

watching him command his best friends—his friends, reducing them to docile creatures eager to eat from the palm of his hand with words alone, is what tips you over the edge.

their persistent chorus of compliance is swallowed entirely by your wanton cunt, but that was by design.

trevor always knows what you need.

when the dam in your abdomen fractures alongside your voice, he holds your wrists tight to his bare thighs, preventing you from grounding yourself in either of his friends' messy mops or finding purchase anywhere on his body. he can't have you distracted. he needs you to enjoy every second of it. your full, undivided attention must be on the pampering you're receiving, and the tender care with which his friends provide it.

it's okay if you're too weak—of mind, body or both—to make that happen for yourself. your boyfriend is more than willing to pin you down as you ride out your first high of the night. happy to, really.

on the come down, jamie rubs light, lazy circles over your sore, swollen clit almost apologetically. mason laps up your release because it'd be a crime to waste a drop—trevor made that abundantly clear earlier in the night. once he's drunk you dry, he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

"i think i could, um, use a bit more practice?" he announces bashfully—as if he didn't just make you squirt into his mouth.

jamie perks up at his side, fingers and lips still shiny. he's savoring the fruit of their labors like a precious delicacy, knowing it could be the last time he gets a taste. dark lashes shy and fluttering, his puppy-dog eyes blink up at you. "me too."

a wicked smirk forms on trevor's face; they see it, you hear it.

"gentlemen, how's your stroke game?"

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'Quote Me On It' Masterlist

A collection of fics written for my 'Quote Me On It' 6k Challenge 🖤

Check out these amazing authors and their wonderful creations! Thank you, truly, from the bottom of my heart for contributing to this challenge 🖤

*Please read the warnings listed in each individual fic*

♡ Peaches and Cream by @river-soul

Bucky Barnes x Reader

♡ We Know by @saidrolav

Sam Wilson x Reader

♡ A Promise by @there-goes-thefighter

Brock Rumlow x Coulsons Daughter OC

♡ Underwater by @sweetlyscared

Steve Rogers x F!Reader

♡ Love Potion by @thewildthorberrys

Thor x Reader

♡ The Massage by @jimmypagesandbrianmayshair

Sam Wilson x Reader

♡ Crossed Oceans Of Time by @lucisfavoritedemon

Bucky Barnes x Reader

♡ Charity Case by @dollslayer

Bucky Barnes x Reader

♡ His by @thefanbasewhore

Biker!Bucky x F!Reader

♡ Glimpse by @kleohoneyao3

Ghost!Bucky x Reader

♡ The Blood Queen by @little-diable

Knight!Chris Evans x Queen!Reader

♡ Decisions by @uncensored-steve-the-platypus

Andy Barber x Reader

♡ Honeymoon by @iillicitarts

Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

♡ I Put A Spell On You by @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog

Lee Bodecker x F!Reader

♡ If Only You Didn't Have To Forget by @band--psycho

Klaus Mikaelson x Reader

♡ All Dark, No Stars by @boxofbonesfic

Werewolf!Bucky x Reader

♡ A Leap of Faith by @gwenavibra

Tom Holland x Reader

♡ What A Lie by @bemine-bucky

Andy Barber x Reader

♡ Golden Boy by @buckyssimp

Virgin!Steve Rogers x Experienced!Reader

♡ Feel Me by @navybrat817

Chris Beck x F!Reader

♡ Permission by @silver-pieces

SoftDark!Bucky Barnes x Reader

♡ Want To Bet On It? by @ladyfallonavenger

Lee Bodecker x F!Reader

♡ Boogie Nights by @tuiccim

Bucky Barnes x Innocent!Reader

♡ When Daddy's Not Around by @cockslut-padalecki

DBF!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

♡ Deals & Decisions by @my-divine-death

Demon!Ransom x F!Hunter!Reader

♡ My Dark Angel by @angrybirdcr

Curtis Everett x F!Reader

♡ Tainted Love by @gogolucky13

Pornstar!Bucky x Pornstar!Reader

♡ From The Outside by @slothspaghettiwrites

Andy Barber x Bottom!Reader

♡ Informal Affairs by @dreamlessinparis

Mob!Bucky Barnes x Mob!F!Reader

♡ Not A Day Without You by @waywardbaby

Dean Winchester x Reader

♡ Had No Need To Fight by @howdoyousleep3

Alpha!Steve Rogers x GNOmega!Reader

♡ Promise by @romancherry

Bucky Barnes x Reader

♡ The Fucker by @the-iceni-bitch

Lance Tucker x Female!Reader

♡ Forever by @thefallenbibliophilequote

Bucky Barnes x Reader

♡ This Or That by @chrissquares

Jake Jensen x Female!Reader

♡ Here With Me by @barbersbrat

Rachel Gatina x Latina!Reader x Andy Barber

♡ Who The Hell Is Bucky? by @payperhearts

Bucky Barnes x Reader

♡ Hanging Out by @americasass91

Ransom Drysdale x Reader

♡ Fated by @labella420

Steve Rogers x F!Reader

♡ Dreams Do Come True by @saiyanprincessswanie

Steve Rogers x Reader

♡ Jamie by @19ana45

Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

♡ The Second Coming by @gotnofucks

Bucky Barnes x Reader, Peter Parker x Reader

♡ Miscalculations by @christywantspizza

Ransom Drysdale x F!Reader

♡ What You Need by @there-must-be-a-lock

Bucky Barnes x Reader

♡ Coercive Notions by @sadachmesarthim

VeryDarkAbusive!Steve x Bucky (Take the warnings extremely seriously, please.)

#quotemeonit6kchallenge #thor x reader #steve rogers x reader #bucky x reader #brock rumlow x reader #sam wilson x reader #dark!stucky

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I'm Coming Over | J. Drysdale

pairing: Jamie Drysdale x f!reader

word count: 1.4k

summary: After a fling with Jamie, he decides to end things, but he can’t stay away.

warnings: mentions of sex, making out

requested: no

not my gif!

“Goodbye.” 

“Jamie-”

“No, this needs to stop. It’s not good for either of us.”

That was how the ongoing fling with Jamie ended, he wanted it over so you left it, but desperation was never was on his side. Jamie's thoughts were clouded by you and yours clouded by him, so he’d always come back. 

Kissing, acting like teens in love, and then ending things again. It was a vicious cycle. He knew it was better for the both of you if he could end it but it never seemed like he could. 

“We’re over. For good this time.” you nodded, letting him make the moves. You could feel the break of your heart when he walked out the door, sending you a sad smile as he left. 

It felt like you cried for days, not moving from your room, thousands of worried messages filled your phone. You sent one message to everyone, claiming you were fine, even to Jamie without notice. His heart sped up at the message, he could see through you, he could tell you weren’t. So he sent one message back, his mind overfilled with the thoughts of you.

I’m coming over.

“Where are you going?” Trevor yelled at him as he grabbed Trevors keys, knowing you liked the bronco better. 

“I need to see her.” 

“Jimmy-” 

He didn’t stay to listen to the lecture that was coming, running out the door, Trevor following behind. 

“Go get your girl!” Trevor yelled as Jamie started the bronco, waving his hand at Trevor before pulling out of the driveway. He knew he was doing well over the speed limit but he couldn’t care less, running all the red lights and stop signs. He just needed you. To hell with the closure he was finally getting, he was getting to you. 

You read the message over a hundred times, what was he doing? The knock on your door shaking you from your thoughts.

Behind the door stood jamie, his hair and clothes damp from the rain. The bronco parked, badly, behind him.

“What’re you doing here, Jamie?” 

“I need you.” his voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper. 

“Jamie, we agreed to move on.” he could see the tears that started to pool in your eyes before you could blink them away. 

“Please, we can do this.” 

“Jamie-”

“Why put out a fire when it's still burning?” His words made you stop, making it sound like he knew you were always more than a fling.

“What are you saying?” 

“God, baby girl, don’t make me say it. You mean so much to me. You were always more than a fling.” the way his hair stuck to his face, the freckles that littered all over his face, his puppy dogs eyes, you were a goner. 

“Jamie.” he took the cue, pulling you into his chest, arms tight against your waist, keeping you as close to him as possible. Letting your hand travel through his wet hair, tugging on the stands a bit making him shiver. His face buried in your neck, gently littering kisses. 

“Let’s go for a ride, please.” his words muffled but still heard, nodding your head. He pulled way enough to try to lift you, making you shake your head. A confused look spread over his face. 

“I need clothes, pretty boy.” you giggled, him joining in, following you inside. He followed you all the way to your bedroom, stopping outside.

“Jamie?” you asked, confused when he didn’t come in. 

“Don’t want to make you uncomfy.” he said 

“Jam, it’s okay. You can come in, it’s not like you haven't seen everything before.” his face flushed at the words but nonetheless entered. Sitting on your bed while you dug through your drawers for something better than the pajamas you’d been wearing. Choosing leggings and one of Jamie's shirts he left here one, letting it fall over you. 

Turning around to tell Jamie you were ready, his breath hitched. You standing there wearing his clothes, it was enough to make him want to grab you and never let go. You could see how dilated his pupils were, how intently he started, and how he looked like a fool in love as he started.

“Jam, let’s go.” the words snapped him from his trance, getting up slowly. Picking you up and carrying you to the bronco.

“Jamie!” you giggled, making him smile, “I don’t have shoes!” 

“It’s okay baby girl, you can stay in the car the entire time.”

You nodded, leaning into him while he walked to the bronco, the rain wetting the both of you but neither seemed bothered. He buckled you in, just like always before running over to the drivers side. He was quick to start the bronco, pulling out of the driveway just as fast. 

“Where are we going?” it finally dawned on you, you had no clue where he was taking you. 

“Just a special spot.” 

“What does that mean, jimmy?” He groaned at the nickname.

“Don’t you start calling me that, you always call me pretty boy.” 

“Okay, okay, pretty boy.” he smiled, reaching over to take your hand. 

He drove for an hour, looking over to the passengers seat to see you asleep, knees tucked up to your chest. His heart melted at the sight, continuing the drive, still holding your hand. It was another half hour before he parked, at the top of a hill, covered by trees. 

“Baby girl,” he was soft with his voice, gently shaking you a little, “we’re here.” 

You groaned, burring in him, where he stood outside, him almost dropping you when you clung to him. He laughed, holding you up with his arms, your legs wrapped around his waist. You pulled your head away to look around, seeing only trees and a clearing ahead. 

“Where are we?” 

“A little spot me and Trevor found, it’s perfect to watch the sunrise.” 

You looked around, the bronco backed in, the tailgate open with a blanket over the back. 

“Oh jamie,” your heart adorned with love at the sight, “it’s amazing.” 

“Only the best for my girl.” 

“Your girl?” 

“Yeah, my girl.” he didn’t let the words continue, pressing his lips to yours. Your hands tangling through his hair again, his stay holding you up and against him. Walking the two of you over to the bronco, setting you down gently, letting you move in. 

He followed behind, sliding in beside you, wrapping his arm around you. Letting you curl into him. The sun rose quickly, illuminating the two of you in a golden hue. You stared at Jamie, his freckles lit up, his eyes almost glowing in the light. 

“Take a picture, it'll last longer.” he joked, not expecting you to take out your phone and take a few. “Do I at least look good in them?” 

“Jamie, you always look good.” He almost cut you off with how quickly he kissed you. Pressing against you, laying you down. 

You had been in the position many times but it was different now, he was yours. He kept his body against yours, leading your hands to his hair again, letting you tug a bit at the strands, this time electing a groan. When you pulled away he chased, making you push him back a bit.

“Jamie, slow.” he groaned at the words, head falling onto your chest. 

“But I just got you.” 

“Jam, we are not doing this in Trev’s bronco.” 

“He’d never know.” you could feel the smirk as he said it, making you smack the back of his head playfully.

“Jamie!” you scolded. 

“What?” His feigned innocence didn’t last long as he kissed you again, his hands rubbing your hips, not breaking the kiss while he sat up, pulling you into his lap. 

“Jaim, not in here.” you mumbled against his lips.

“He’d never know.” his words making you fully pull away from him. 

“Jamie Drysdale, we are not having sex in Trevor's bronco.” 

“But-” 

“Jamie! No.” he groaned, tucking into your neck. “If you take me home…” you trailed off, seeing how quickly he pulled away, picking you up and bringing you back to the front. 

He moved quickly, throwing the tailgate closed, bucking you in and starting the bronco, and starting the drive. 

“You’re in a rush.” you played, grabbing his hand that was set on your thigh.

“Baby, i finally got you back and you're making me wait another hour at least, if i can speed this up i will.” you giggled, drawing circles on his hand. 

“What if I fall asleep again?” 

“Then, I'll carry you in and go to sleep beside you. I’ll wait forever for you, if i have to” you knew Jamie was a good guy, but he never seemed more amazing than right now. 

“I love you.” The words were barely above a whisper, but he heard them.

“I love you too.”

#jamie drysdale #jamie drysdale x reader #jamie drysdale imagine #anaheim ducks imagines #anaheim ducks #nhl imagine #mads writings!

[bordysbae]

23. "why are you even here?" and 18. “i miss you" with jamie (lovers to exes to lovers again maybe)

“number one fan forever”

jamie drysdale x f!reader

ok so we’re gonna pretend that jamie had a normal non covid effected nhl debut cause it was during the 20-21 season 😭

🦋 BORDYSBAE’S 500 CELLY!

— ୨୧ —

two and half weeks ago, your boyfriend of nearly two years walked out the door. not only did he leave the apartment with his bags in hand, but he also got on a plane to california. leaving you and your guys’ relationship behind. the breakup wasn’t messy, but there was some fighting. you thought it was best to breakup due to the upcoming distance, and jamie agreed, but neither of you actually wanted to. although it was your idea to end things, it absolutely broke you.

as jamie left your apartment that night, with all of his things in hand, little did you know that would be the last time you’d see him. so now, nearly three weeks after breaking up with him, you’re on a plane to watch his nhl debut. you claimed your spot as his number one fan years ago, and you’re living up to that title.

you enter the building next to his parents, who even after everything, still love you like a daughter. you’re all dressed in different “drysdale” jerseys, yours being his from when he played for the otters. suddenly the crowd roars as the boy begins his lap, and you have a large grin on your face. you promised jamie you’d be at his nhl debut, and here you are. as he looks through the crowd for his family, his eyes widen when he see’s you. you can barely see his face but you know he’s looking at you.

“holy fuck,” he mumbles under his breath as he skates off the ice.

the game finishes awhile later, and you begin to grab your things to head back to your car when his mom, tina, stops you. “y/n honey, you’re not gonna stay after and talk to him?”

“no, it’s not my place anymore tina. i ended things with him, i doubt he wants to talk to me,” you somberly smile.

“yes he does, y/n. please stay, for me?” she pleads. “fine, but only because even after everything you’re still a second mother to me,” you chuckle a little, and she gives you a tight squeeze of a hug. as jamie comes out after post game interviews he hugs everyone, and lastly makes his way to you. you’re slightly cowered behind everyone, playing with your rings as a nervous habit.

“y/n? i didn’t expect you to come,” jamie says, catching your attention. you look up from your hands, and give jamie a little smile.

“yeah well, i made it. congrats, james,” you smile awkwardly, still using the nickname you’d given him in an attempt to lighten the mood.

“thank you, y/n/n,” he says using your nickname, but he pauses. he sighs, “why are you even here?” he chuckles forcefully. you can tell he’s still sore from the breakup.

“because i miss you.”

his brows shoot up, and so do his eyes, “w-what?”

“i miss you, jamie drysdale. i’m here because i miss you. i claimed my spot as your biggest fan, and i’m living up to that by being here. i regret ending things, so please please tell me you feel the same. if not i’ll-“ you being to ramble, but he cuts you off.

“of course i miss you, y/n. you’re my number one fan forever,” he smiles before wrapping you in his arms and kissing you. your cheeks heat up as you kiss him back, not even caring that there’s people around. you got your boy back, and he got his number one fan.

#bordysbae’s 500 celly #jamie drysdale #jamie drysdale x reader #jamie drysdale blurb #jamie drysdale fluff #jamie drysdale imagine #hockey blurb #hockey imagine #jamie drysdale angst

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You're Hurt, Let Me Help | T. Zegras

pairing: Trevor Zegras x f!reader

word count: 2.1k

summary: After being hired by the ducks at the teams medic, everyone but Trevor loves you. No way knowing why Trevor had never liked you, until Jamie figured it out and Trevor gets hurt in a game.

warnings: small injuries?

requested: no

not my gif!

Ever since you’d been hired to work as a medic on the ducks, Trevor hated you. He would actively avoid you, if he got hurt? He’d find the other medic, if they weren’t working? He’d lie through his teeth, say he was fine even if anyone could see he was in pain.

There was never a clear reason why he hated you, you’d always try to be nice to him, just like with everyone else. Yet he still didn’t like you. It confused the entire team, you were so nice to all of them and you were gorgeous to all of them too, so why did Trevor hate you? No one knew, not even Jamie. 

You were in your office, filing some leftover paperwork you’d found, practice happening in the rest of the arena. Soft music was playing in the room while you tidied around, just killing time, until your peaceful cleaning was broken by a knock on your office door.

“Come in.” you yelled to whoever was on the other side, that person being Jamie Drysdale.

You looked up to see him enter, greeting him with a “Hi Jamie” and a smile.

“I need to talk to you.” 

“Okay, what’s up Jaim?” using the nickname you’d always used for him, since meeting him. 

“Trevor, he’s ugh I don’t know,” he ran a hand through his hair while you stared back at him “I don’t want you to take this wrong at all because we all love you and never want you to leave, but Trevor since you’ve gotten here, I don’t even know how to say it. It’s like he’s completely different. He stopped telling me everything when you showed up and know he’s fighting more in practice. And I don’t know-”

Jamie was cut off by the loud slamming of a door and the storming towards your office. Jamie looked almost terrified, you probably looked the same. 

The door opened quickly, pent up aggression being released on the door. It hit the wall, making a loud sound causing you and Jamie to flinch. Trevor’s eyes were dark, not looking at anyone. 

“Jamie, let’s go.” There was no asking tone in his voice and a few seconds later, when he finally saw the fear in his best friend's eyes, did he add a “please?” at the end.

 Jamie just nodded, waving Trevor to go ahead while he bid goodbye to you. 

“What happened?” the first words out of Jamie’s mouth when he walked into the locker rooms to see Trevor packing all his gear away. 

“They kicked me from practice.” Trevor was very dry with his words, not going into detail about why. 

Jamie knew he’d need to know at some point, they don’t just kick you for nothing, but he’d find out when Trevor had cooled down a bit more. So he just nodded at Trevor, leading them out to the car to drive them home. 

An hour had passed since arriving home, Trevor seemingly more calm now, just watching tv now. 

“So care to tell me what got you kicked?” 

Trevor whipped his head to glare at Jamie. Trevor opened his mouth but was cut off by Jamie. 

“Don’t speak if you're going to get mad.” Trevor knew Jamie didn’t like him getting mad especially with nowhere to take out his anger right now if he did.

So he took a breath, tried to stay as calm as possible, and tried to explain everything to Jamie. Everything he’d been keeping a secret, bottled up inside for months.

“Some of the guys, they were talking about intentionally getting hurt and shit to go see Y/n, but they were saying disgusting shit about her! Like how good she looked in the little black dress she wore to dux in tux and worse and I couldn’t take it so I snapped. They shouldn’t talk about her like that, she’s so nice, it’s fucked up.” his rant continued on, majorly talking about you. 

When he did stop to breathe a bit Jamie was quick to put his two cents in, with the new conclusion he’d drawn.

“You’re in love with her.”

That shocked Trevor, knocked the air out of him, shocked. Trevor choked on air when Jamie said that, coughing after.

“No I am not.”

“Ohh dude you so are!”

Trevor didn’t answer, he didn’t need to. He wouldn’t admit it to himself that he fell for the team’s medic, but clearly Jamie would tell it to him. He didn’t say anything else that night, just walked to his room and laid there for hours. He slept, maybe, 4 hours, and that was a struggle. His mind was racing, filled with thoughts of you, if he was in love with you, how could Jamie tell? fuck, what did Jamie know, he’s not in love with you. That’s what he told himself all night, yet when he fell asleep you haunted his dream, kissing him in his dreams, teasing him. Those were the dreams Trevor woke up in a panic from, freaking out about how he was dreaming about you, how he hates you. freaking out because if he hates you, why is he dreaming about kissing you?

He’d made it through the rest of practices before the game without being kicked out, a little thing but he was happy. 

“Yeah i had to go see Y/n after Trevor’s little tantrum, she asked what happened i just told her he went psycho. She didn’t laugh or anything, she seemed tense.”

Trevor was eavesdropping he’d admit but hearing that you were tense talking about him, it sparked a little something in him that thought maybe you cared about him. Despite him being such a dick. Oh God he’s fucked up, he was an absolute asshole to the sweetest girl he’d ever met, he had no chance with her, so fuck it why be nice now. He still hated her. 

Your office was peaceful today, no storming, no one knocking, no random paperwork left on your desk. You had your music on quietly, humming along, waiting for someone to come in like you inevitably knew they would. 

And they did, they being Jamie. 

“Hey Jam.”

“Hi Y/n/n.” he greeted back with a smile. “So I've got some updates on Trevor.” 

“Jamie, why are you giving me updates on trevor?” The confusion and slight annoyance in your voice evident. 

“Because he’s in love with you.” He said it so casually you almost choked on the water you had been taking a sip of.

“What the fuck Jamie, no he is not.”

Jamie laughed a little.

“That’s what he said too, but I can read him like an open book by now, he’s so in love with you. You know he got in that scrap at the other practice because some guys weren’t talking so lovely about you?” 

You took a minute, absorbing the information. No fucking way did he love you, Jamie had to be wrong. 

“No. Thanks Jamie for this information. I’ll message you if I ever need drama again.” and with that you shooed him out of your office. 

The next game was an aggressive one, you couldn’t count how many people were slammed into the boards that night. But one particularly aggressive hit caught your attention right before it happened, you knew it’d be bad. Yet it was worse than you imagined, the opposing team's player slammed Trevor into the boards, having him at a horrible angle, Trevor went down fast, grabbing his arm. The whistles were blown and Trevor was helped off the ice, being practically dragged to your office. 

When he did show up in your office he tried to leave, as soon as the others who brought him here left he was up and saying he was fine, he needed to go back and play more.

“Trevor, you're hurt, let me help you.”

The gentle tone of your voice made him want to melt right there, your voice was so calming it made sense why everyone trusted you. So before he’d collapse of pain or the mix of pain and you voice, he sat back down. 

You walked up to him, he stayed still for once.

“Are you okay if I touch your arm?” he nodded, letting you reach out to find what happened.

When Trevor winces you immediately pull your hands away, making sure he was okay before continuing. 

“So it seems like you might’ve fractured a bone, dislocated your shoulder, and your elbow.”

“Fuck” he just mumbled quietly under his breath. 

“Trev, I think you should go to the hospital. I know I can make you and I know you hate me but please, I can fix the dislocated shoulder and elbow but the fracture. I don’t have the right things to fix that and I don't even know if you fractured anything, it’s hard to tell without an x-ray.” 

Your voice was like music to his ears, and the way his nickname rolled off your tongue had him weak. 

“Can you fix the dislocated parts then I'll go?” 

You nodded warning him it’d probably hurt. He knew it would and he knew that if they did this at the hospital they might’ve given him something for the pain but he wanted more time. So he dealt with the pain the best he could, his hands gripping the first thing he could reach, it wasn’t long but damn did it hurt. 

“You're all done, now please Trev, go to the hospital.” It sounded like a slight beg. 

“I’m sorry.” was all he said, leaving you confused.

“What?”

“I’m sorry, I’ve been a dick to you and you’ve done anything but be nice to me.”

“Trev, it’s okay-” he was not okay with you just pushing it off.

“No it’s not, I should've just manned up and admitted it to myself.” that left you almost more confused than when he started. 

“What’re you talking about?” 

He didn’t answer, staying looking at the ground before rising from where he was sitting, he walked over to you, his hand rising to cup your cheek.

He knew he didn’t absolutely fuck up when you leaned into his touch, but that didn’t help his nerves.

“I think i love you.” he was barely above a whisper, had you not been right in front of him you would’ve never heard him. You felt a smile grow on your face, letting your eyes meet trevors. He looked terrified, he looked like he was prepared for you to punch him or yell at him. 

Yet you did neither, somehow shocking him by leaning up to kiss him. 

He wrapped his free arm around your face, your arms wrapping around his neck. 

“I think i love you too” you said when you pulled away for air, making a smile grow on his face.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah” you pecked his lips once more before placing your hand against his chest when tried to lean in for more. “No no, you’ve got to go to a hospital, you said you would.”

“I’ll go, if you come with me?” those damn puppy eyes made you want to say yes immediately but you were at work, until the game ends you can’t leave. 

“Trev, I can't right now. I'm still working.”

“No you're not.” He was so proud of that statement, he noticed a couple minutes ago the game ended. Sure enough turning around the final score flashed on the screen and just the reporters were left talking. Looking back at him he had the biggest smile on his face.

“My car or yours?” you asked, giggling slightly.

“Yours, I’ll message Jamie to drive mine home.”

You nodded, moving away from him while he messaged his roommate to gather your things. 

So that night was spent driving Trevor to the hospital, waiting with him in the hospital, learning he did fracture something but it wasn’t major and would heal on its own, and him begging for you to stay the night with him. He even offered to kick Jamie out for the night. You did not approve of that offer. 

Trevor ended up going home with you, stopping by his place to check Jamie had made it home safely and to grab his clothes. He told Jamie what happened before running out the door with his things into your vehicle, and finally you two passed out with each other. Trevor’s hands never left you the entire night, and he’d never say it yet but the sight of you wearing his t-shirt made him want to do anything you’d ever ask of him.

He’d later take you out on two dates before asking you to be his official girlfriend, with you saying yes in a heartbeat. Jamie did still love to gloat about being right from time to time but he was happy his best friend was happy.

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