#nashville predators smut

[nylwnder]

lake house

a/n: HELLO SWEETIES!!!!! welcome to my first 2024 fic n series! i started it off with ryan cause if you know me, you know he was everything to me for the 4 months we had him. also, HUGE SHOUTOUT to @shoot-the-puck for in a way co-writing this and the others with me i love you so much scoob thank you for being my asylum roomie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! anyways, enjoy and dont forget to tune in to the other drops <3 mwah!

pairing: ryan o’reilly x fem!reader

warnings: SMUT, its giving soft sex (unprotected), lowkey body worship, lowkey exhibitionism, childhood friends to lovers, use of “snook” and ryan being such husband material. gawdamn.

word count: 1.9k

taglist: @11livpangburn , @domi-max , @boqvistsbabe , @sweetiet , @p1tstop , @occasionallyaurora , @laurenairay, @fallinallincurls

series masterpost

the drive to the lake house was as calming as ever. although it was a couple hours, it was a trip you knew all too well. one you were dying to take every june the minute the last bell rang for summer break.

sometimes it was just you, your parents and your brother. most times, it was you and the o’reilly family. a lot of kids shared between two vans, snacking on chips and freezies from the coolers at the back of the cars.

the tradition never stopped when the lot grew older. you escaped to the house every time your winter term ended, then after your internship finished, and then when you could use up all your saved vacation time from your new job. ryan always followed when his nhl duties came to an end. both respective families coming in to stay in between.

that being said, this was the first time you drove to the lake house with ryan in the driver's seat and with you in the passenger's seat. it was the first summer since he came back home to toronto. but more so, to you. officially.

he was sick of waiting until your usual shared break, and you were very much sick of coming home to a cold bed.

before any headline could find you, ryan called you that night. and it was as if the 100 ton weight was being lifted off of your desperate shoulders. because it was. after ten years of long and needy facetimes, one-night lustful visits, and the best stanley cup celebration you two could possibly have imagined, you were going to have him, at your full disposal, “whenever you fucking want” as ryan had told you.

ryan put the car in park and you couldn’t help but smile about the fact that this would be the first time you’d be stepping into that house, as a proud pair. the “finally” ’s already shed by your parents who were following in behind the two of you.

—

the first night was spent with take out, laughs, pjs and movies and it always makes you grateful for growing up with a group with such a tight knit bond. your heart was full when you heard inside jokes from circa. 2006 running through the house — which are still ever so applicable, presently.

the next day, you didn’t wake until you heard the cars drive off in the late afternoon. it had been a while since you had the time to sleep in, so it seemed your body pranced at the chance. after heading to the bathroom, you couldn’t find ryan in the rooms or common areas. he always made sure you get as much sleep as you need, not only because he knows how grumpy you get if you don’t, but also because he always wants the best for you.

as you made your way to the kitchen, you looked out the windows casing the large lake. you saw the large figure of the man sitting at the edge of the dock and didn’t do anything else but make the walk over to him.

you sat beside him as he turned to face you with a toothless smile. you smiled at it, you always told him he looked cute like that, and he started listening to you. “sleep good, sweetheart?” he asks as he looks down to cut the leaf caps off the pack of strawberries between his legs. “wonderful” you emphasised before you reached for the strawberry he handed you. “i’m glad. you deserve it.”

you took a bite out of the soft strawberry, the juices from the flesh spilling into your mouth. you couldn’t help but let out a little innocent moan. the first time you tried these, they were immediately the best strawberries you have ever had in your entire life. and they just so happen to be locally farmed near the lakehouse.

ryan giggled, “had to stop by the market and buy you a few packs during my run. wouldn’t be a lake house summer without these guys right here.”

“this is why i love you. thank you.”

he only responded by handing you the bigger piece between the two in his hand. you put your head on his shoulder as you two looked out in front of you. the sun was bright but not exhausting, as the wind from the water dismissed the heat.

“the folks went to gather some things for this week's meal plan.”

you hummed a response. but it got you thinking. and so you didn't waste time.

you turned yourself around in order to lay your upper body on ryan’s lap. he placed the knife and strawberries safely aside as he smiled. you gave him a small smile before shutting your eyes for a bit.

you reached for ryan’s hands from his sides. you played with his big and thick fingers for a bit, before taking his hand and placing it on top of your shirt. then you moved his hand under the hem. as you began to move it further up, the material of your shirt wrinkled with your movements and began to expose your skin.

ryan kept his hand in your grip and his eyes firm on you. you kept moving it up, reaching the curves of your boobs. “take it off” you mumbled as he obliged. taking off the tshirt and throwing it on top of the other items he had set aside.

you didn't reach for his hands again. he knows what to do. he always knows, ever since your first kiss.

the sun shined on your supple flesh. his calloused hands moved back to your curves. pushing down your pants a tad, in order to squeeze your love handles. later, his fingers lightly trace up the soft line marks found upon your hips, and the ones on the sides of your breasts.

your cheeks begin to mimic the berry blush as you open your eyes to look at ryan. you loved how comfortable you are to be vulnerable around him. you always felt adored, and safe.

he pulled you up swiftly, allowing your legs to straddle him. your arms naturally wrap around his broad shoulders. you look into his gentle eyes, “i love you, snook.” you lean in for a tender kiss but his hands push your body tight into his. “i love you more, sweetness.” his lips finally meet yours and he envelopes you perfectly. “always have. always will.” he whispers.

his lips meet your cheek as he leaves wet kisses on your jaw and neck. you let soft moans escape your parted lips, your body melting into his figure. ryan often joked that his body was made for you specifically, with the way you fit against him so perfectly.

“gorgeous.” he whispers into your ear as his beard scrapes against you. you bite your lip at his words. one he's been telling you since you grew butterflies in your stomach every time you saw him. “want you snook” you plead, your pussy twitching as his hands squeeze your bust. you grind down on him, and he huffs outs. “just had you yesterday morning, honey.”

“dont play with me, ry. you know i always need you.”

he hums in response. “thats true. i can never say no to my girl.”

he lifts you once again, getting to lay you down on the thin throw ryan had brought out with him. your eyes close again as the sun hits your face, but you feel kisses pressed all over your skin. ryan’s lips trace from your lips to your cheeks down along your jaw, and onto your neck once more. he sheds a few soft nips while he makes sure your panties and shorts are discarded.

its not long before he nips on your nipples, noises escaping your exposed body. your fingers pull down his own shorts and you feel his cock against your skin.

two digits slip smoothly into your damp cunt as ryan cups your face. you bite up a cry. but before you know it, he’s lined up at your entrance and you're pleading for him to move.

you let out a lewd moan as he pushes in. ryan followed with a low groan and you clenched around him immediately, “that’s my sweet girl. so divine.” he says as he gives kisses on the edges of your collarbone.

his thrusts are a blend of slow, long and quick, hard movements. his hands held your hips as he didn't let his lips leave your body. his hair tickles your chin as he gives your breasts some love once again. you felt yourself reaching the goal closer and closer. the all too familiar feeling of your wet walls stretching around ryan’s thick length driving him crazy.

your effect on him was always so strong. right from when you both were young. the minute you got hurt, it broke ryan to see you cry. it was his dire mission to help clean you up or provide you with the necessary pick me up. oftentimes that was bringing you your favourite snack or sometimes a kiss on your cheek was all you needed. when you laughed, ryan laughed. and even when it seemed like ryan and your brother were picking on you, he always made sure to give you a hug later on. he would never hurt you. and he'd never let anyone hurt you. that was for sure.

you were pleased that there were laughs, screams and talk from the surrounding residents that can help drown out your shared sounds. at the same time you couldn't possibly care if they heard either. your mind was far too fuzzy.

“make me cum snook. make me cum all over your cock” you were desperate and needy, i think that was already established. ry smiled at your words, pulling your body up into him once again.

your arms were so tight around him, you stuck to his body like gum on a shoe. he pumped into you as you also began riding his length. the way your body swayed with your hips helped bring ryan even closer to his climax.

your head fell back as you felt the wave of pleasure overcome you. ryan continued your movements for you until your whines dyed down. once you both finished you kept yourself on his lap “don't move, ry. still need you there.” you mumbled.

“till they come back?”

“please.”

a smile appeared on both of your faces. droplets of sweat trickled down his chest and you crushed them with your finger as your head laid on his shoulder. his hands rubbed the sides of your body as his face was cuddled on top of your head. his nose tucked into your thick hair. your smell, your weight, your breathing and your warmth calmed him. his mind never wandered off. he was the most present, the most grounded with you, like this.

“why is it that every time we have sex you’re so quiet?” you asked ryan as you looked up at him. it was a thought you had often so you figured you’d ask. “sometimes you used to make me feel as if i did something wrong…” you said with a little titter.

he scoffed, “no honey, you could never.” you smiled. “you just take the breath out of my lungs”

you both start laughing. “you’re a pro hockey player and i’m the one who can kill you? i’ll take it.”

ryan lets out a chuckle again. “all i know is words cannot express how i feel when i’m with you, but i want to experience it till my dying days.”

your heart warmed. you grab his face and eagerly kiss him. “and so you will.”

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[wyattjohnston]

here we are! finally with the masterlist! all the thanks in the world to the 39 people who signed up for the exchange and the lovely D who came in as my saviour and wrote a pinch hitter fic without even being signed up

please read all the fics below, so much love and care was put into them and they all deserve your attention. a reblog if you can would also be incredible.

please respect all warnings at the beginning of fics. if a fic has been marked as smut or 18+ and you are younger than, do the right thing and do not read it.

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the summer fic exchange 2k23 masterlist

Buffalo Sabres

Jeff Skinner

gotta trust how you feel inside by @laurenairay for @ nhl-stories

Tyson Jost

i should've fought harder by @butgilinsky for @ typical-simplelove

a Devon Levi fic was written by @waysicouldhave for @ jackhues but they have since deactivated.

Carolina Hurricanes

Andrei Svechnikov

Every Summer Has a Story by @comphy-and-cozy for @teokka

HATE HATE HATE by @luvmmarner for @ comphy-and-cozy this is a multi-chaptered fic, so keep an eye on it!

How Long? by @lifeofpriya for @ luvmmarner

Colorado Avalanche

Cale Makar

all's well that end's well to end up with you by @fallinallincurls for @ ya-pucking-nerd

i've found love (and all that goes with it) by @huttons for @ fallinallincurls

Mikko Rantanen

Do That by @selfindulgentpoorlywritten for @ kurlyteuvo

Summer Baby by @typical-simplelove for @ buttercupjosh

Nathan MacKinnon

It Starts With a Cookie by @luvsherleafs for @ princessphilly

Dallas Stars

Jake Oettinger

taking on the world together by @laurenairay for @ jarmorie

Los Angeles Kings

Pierre-Luc Dubois

as the seasons change by @gravestrain for @ bqstqnbruin

never said a thing by @wyattjohnston for @ pcttymarleau

Minnesota Wild

Marc-André Fleury

Genève by @teokka for @ callsign-denmark

Montreal Canadiens

Juraj Slafkovsky

If I Say It, Will You Respond? by @puckmaidens for @ 2manytabsopen

Nashville Predators

Tyson Barrie

simple by @jxmieoleksiaks for @ laurenairay

New Jersey Devils

Dougie Hamilton

hydrangeas where your face should be by @nhl-stories for @ huttons

Jack Hughes

make it weird by @wyattjohnston for @ torontoflames

something in the way she moves by @miracleonice87 for @ wyattjohnston

Nico Hischier

See You Again by @bqstqnbruin for @ selfindulgentpoorlywritten

Underneath the Stars by @buttercupjosh for @ ilyasorokinn

Timo Meier

Sweet Like Cinnamon by @wildrangers for @ matthewtkachuk

New York Islanders

Ilya Sorokin

Polaroid Dreams by @kurlyteuvo for @ lifeofpriya

Mat Barzal

Alone With You by @cellythefloshie for @ miracleonice87

Disney Magic by @lam-ila for @ tinyhockey

tell me why by @torontoflames for @ luvsherleafs

where you lead i will follow by @ilyasorokinn for @prettytoxicrevolver

Pittsburgh Penguins

Sidney Crosby

Triple Axle Celly by @callsign-denmark for @ starshine-hockey-girl

Ryan Graves

a lake house story by @ya-pucking-nerd for @ thomasschabot

Seattle Kraken

Jamie Oleksiak

to the ends of the earth by @jarmorie for @ laurenairay

Tampa Bay Lightning

Brayden Point

one day all my love will come back to me by @matthewtkachuk for @ senditcolton

Toronto Maple Leafs

Matthew Knies

being a good man by @pcttymcrlecu for @ gravestrain

Vancouver Canucks

Anthony Beauvillier

Alone With You by @cellythefloshie for @ miracleonice87

The Invisible String by @starshine-hockey-girl for @ jarmorie

Quinn Hughes

i can still see it all by @ghostyjosty (jostystyles) for @ wildrangers

mango dragon refresher by @jackhues for @ lam-ila

saw you in a dream by @thomasschabot for @ puckmaidens

Surprise Party by @prettytoxicrevolver for @ ghostyjosty

Vegas Golden Knights

Nolan Patrick

Soothing Swedish Summers by @2manytabsopen for @ waysicouldhave

Winnipeg Jets

Adam Lowry

breakable heaven by @senditcolton for @ cellythefloshie

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[tomtenadia]

Our solstice miracle

@leiawritesstories helooooo I am your secret Santa. Here I am with your present. Turns out that watching the NHL (the game between the Dallas Stars and Nashville predators was live and I had in it the background - neither of them are the team I support but the sound of hockey was perfect for writing) was all I needed. Not a huge story and definitely not a masterpiece but I hope the fluff will give you fuzzy feelings.

It's a Rowaelin as parents, we have Maya being her usual adorable self, lots of cuteness and a very small hint of smut at the very far end.

Merry Christmas and also thanks to @rowaelinscourtfor organising this event.

Aelin loved the solstice. Loved winter and snow. The whole season made her giddy and Terrasen was big on winter since the snow was a permanent feature of the land.

But that year the celebrations had been a little subdued.

Her husband Rowan had gone to work for a month across the sea. He was an aircraft engineer working in the R&D department for a company manufacturing airplanes. He was quite renowned in his field and they had asked for him specifically. He was meant to be back already but the airport in the country he was at the moment, had shut down due to heavy snowstorms.

Aelin had cursed them and complained that they needed to be ready for all sorts of weathers and do not stop her husband from coming home and enjoy the holidays with his family. 

She and Maya, their six years old daughter, had called him that morning to wish him a good holiday and Rowan had joked that he was going to suggest an upgrade in planes to be more resilient in heavy snow. 

“Mama, can we skate?”

They lived outside Orynth in a huge chalet style house with nature around them and, to their delight, a lake behind the house. Such lake usually froze over around the beginning of November  until usually the end of March.

Aelin smiled, the lake had a lot of memories for her and Rowan. He had taught her to skate when they were young and he was a hotshot hockey player at uni. They had their first date on a bench on its banks. He proposed while they lay on the ice and admired the northern lights painting the sky with colours. She had announced him she was pregnant with Maya on a summer day during a walk.

She sighed “yes, baby we can go and skate before it gets dark.”

Maya squealed in delight and ran to her bedroom to grab her skates.

When she came back she had her backpack on her and a pair of small skates in her hands.

Rowan still played hockey in the local amateurs club and loved the more relaxed attitude.

He had the skills to go pro but he was more concentrated on finishing his degree with flying colours and get a good job so, although he had been the captain and he led his team to numerous victories he had no interest of playing hockey professionally. When then he met Aelin, the fiery med student who loved to figure skate occasionally, he knew his heart had been stolen. They fought when they had to share the ice, until they started practicing together.

They both had very demanding degrees but together they faced all the adversities and the stressful exam sessions. They even survived the four months that Rowan spent away for a prestigious work experience after graduation.

Seven years of marriage and this separation of a mere month was taking a toll on her. It was the first solstice apart and she was definitely not a fan.

“Why are you taking elf?”

“Because he wants to see the lake.”

Aelin kneeled near her daughter “Maya, leave elf home, you don’t want risk losing him, do you?”

“No mama.” The little girl removed the toy from the bag and placed him on the sofa telling him that she would be back soon.

Maya loved that stuffed elf. Rowan’s mum had gifted it to her when she was one and they had been inseparable.

“I am ready.”

Aelin got ready and made sure her daughter was all wrapped up.

“Do you want to take your stick?”

Maya had of course grown up surrounded by hockey. It was a religion in Terrasen and with her grandad being a famous THL player and her dad a keen player, it was bound to happen that she’d be obsessed too. She had just started her basic hockey lessons and going to games was a family tradition. Having Aelin’s father as a living legend it was enough to grant them great seats most of the home games and a lot of meet and greet with players.

“Yes mama, I need to practice and show dad I am good.”

Aelin smiled and grabbed the equipment and then left the house and headed to the lake.

The scene in front of them was stunning. The sky was a stunning deep blue and the air was crispy with temperatures at a mild -2C. Well, mild for Orynth standards.

At the bench Aelin sat her daughter down and helped her changing into her skates. Maya was still learning to tie her shoes so Aelin did it for her “now, wait for mum to change too and we are going, okay?”

“Mama, will you dance for me?”

Aelin smiled. Once, during a family outing Rowan had pushed Aelin to show their daughter some of her skills. It took some convincing but Aelin managed to re enact some of her routines. She had been in the figure skating team at uni but never had the time to take it seriously. Med school did not agree with extracurriculars. She loved skating and with time it had become a way to relax after a stressful day.

Together they reached the middle of the lake and Maya sat down on the ice, her heavy snow trousers keeping her warm and dry.

While keeping an eye on Maya Aelin did a loop while gathering speed. She pulled up her leg and spun quickly, listening to Maya giggle and cheer her on and when she was sure she had enough speed Aelin moved her body in position and executed a toe loop jump. A big smile painted on her face as she landed and with that  boost of confidence she did another loop gathering momentum for a Salchow.

Maya whooped in the background and Aelin skated back to her daughter “did you like that?”

“Yes mama, you are so pretty.”

Aelin never really learned the other more complicated jumps. She could land a decent Lutz but never had the time to learn something like an Axel. She knew the theory but never tried it.

Maya got up “mama, me too.”

Aelin laughed and took time to show Maya what to do. While her daughter was busy trying to jump, Aelin snapped a few pictures of her and sent them to Rowan We are at the lake and we miss you deeply. It’s not the same without you.

His answer came very quickly I miss you madly too. The hotel offers very little in terms of entertainment and people here cannot deal with the snow.

Aelin sighed and started at the background of her phone where she had a picture of Rowan and Maya. 

“Come on muffin, play with mum.”

Aelin extracted a puck from her backpack and collected her stick from the ice. Maya got ready too and as soon as the black disc was on the ice, Maya sprung forward and grabbed it.

Aelin was speechless. Maya had definitely inherited her father’s skills on the ice.

“Mama look.” She skated away and pretended to score in an imaginary net. Aelin burst out laughing and move forward towards her daughter and then stole the puck “it’s mine.”

Maya groaned in a way that sounded a lot like her father when he was frustrated and started give chase to her mother.

Not long after, both girls were splayed on the ice laughing while Aelin kissed her daughter on her rosey cheeks.

“Fine, munchkin, you are a better skater.”

“Can I tell dad?”

“Of course, my love.”

The sun had started to fall at the horizon and Aelin was about to tell Maya it was time to go home, when a tall figure appeared at the edge of the woods.

She would recognise that silhouette everywhere. But it was not possible. Rowan was far away, stuck in a foreign land away from them. He had texted her a few hours ago. Surely she was dreaming.

He stopped to change into his skates and then moved towards them.

“Dada.” Maya screamed and put all her strength into skating to her father.

Rowan met her halfway and lifted the girl in his arms “dada, you are back.”

“Yes, my love, I really could not stay away anymore from you and your mum.”

“Did you miss me?“ her face snuggled in the crook of his neck.

Rowan’s gaze found his wife’s and smiled “I did. So very much.”

Aelin moved closer and a sob erupted from her lips and once she was in his arms she melted against him, inhaling his scent of pine and snow that always made her feel at home.

For a time that seemed endless they remained like that, Rowan with his arm around Aelin’s waist and Maya sandwiched in-between her parents.

“Ro, not that I am complaining but how?”

He chuckled “one of the guys stuck with us is ex airforce. He got tired of being away from his family so, with the help of the big boss of the company we managed to get a private jet organised and have clearance. He flew us home safely. The storm had abated, it was just the airport which was in bad condition.”

“Well, we need to buy a few drinks to this colleague.”

Rowan laughed and deposited a kiss on Maya’s head “I guess I just have to beg your dad for a few extra VIP hockey tickets.”

Aelin kissed her husband “all you want, hotshot.”

“Dada, will you play with me?”

Rowan placed his daughter on the ice and grabbed the stick Aelin passed him “come on muffin, show me what you have got.”

Aelin moved to the bench and changed back in her shoes while admiring father and daughter play.

*

Later on that night, after Maya was cozy in her bed and asleep after an intensive round of storytelling from her dad, Rowan joined his wife in bed.

Aelin placed the book on the nightstand “how many?”

“Five stories.”

“She missed you, Ro.”

Aelin pulled her husband closer “She is not the only one,” he added while snuggling closer.

His lips found her and devoured her mouth in an hungry and avid kiss “next time, we are meeting here and we’ll teach them something about winter flying.”

Aelin chuckled as her hand sneaked into his boxers “now, dear husband, show me just how much you missed your wife.”

Rowan growled as he pulled the t-shirt off her and his mouth closed to a hard nipple.

“Ro?”

“Yes, my love?”

“Maybe tonight we can work on making Maya a big sister?”

His head lifted and his green eyes lit up in joy and the statement “oh well then, you know I love a good challenge.”

“Then get to work, old man.”

Rowan laughed and caged his wife in his arms.

After a month away, being back with his family was all the solstice miracle he needed.

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[ladylooch]

Letter in Your Last Name - Chapter 4

A/N: Oh shit, the way I almost forgot to post this today.. when it's the best one because SMUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also, I am using google translate here... which doesn't actually do Swiss German translations, so I have to settle for German... Forgive any inconsistencies.

Word Count: 4.1k

It’s been just over a month since our first date and things with Kevin have just gotten better with time. Every night he is in town, I sneak out to spend time with him whether we meet up at a restaurant or I find myself in his apartment. It doesn’t matter what we are doing, just being together is enough. Each time I see his smiling face when we reunite, I fall a little bit further into lust with him. He’s so captivating and interesting with his genuine personality and international experience. His stories keep me entranced but his lips are enough to make me come undone. It didn’t take long after our first date before I found myself breathless from pleasure under Kevin’s naked body. That man can talk me into just about anything.

Tonight, the Minnesota Wild are playing the Nashville Predators and I know how hopeful Kevin is to have a good game. The hardest part about keeping our relationship under the radar has been our interactions at the rink. It’s hard to not feel drawn to him when I know he is in the next room over or down on the ice in front of 18,000 fans. Part of me wonders if I’m setting us up for failure by keeping this from my brother. The other part of me remembers Alex’s clear message to me weeks ago: stay away. Yes, this is what feels best for now until I have a better understanding of where this is going. With the season quickly coming to a close, maybe that will be the end of this. My heart drops in disappointment at just the thought.

Sawyer and I hold hands as we walk into the Xcel Energy Center in Downtown St. Paul. The building is electric with promise as we compete against another rival in our division. The Wild are still in contention to make the playoffs and St. Paul is buzzing with anticipation. We work our way to the family section of the lower bowl and find our seats. Alex isn’t starting tonight, so we are comfortable sitting with the general populous.

The players are leaving the ice after warm ups and my eyes find Kevin as he shoots his last few pucks. The chin strap of his helmet dangles down and moves in the wind as he hustles a few final strides around the ice before going to the bench. He looks focused tonight and I smile knowingly. This could be a big game for him.

The puck drops ten minutes later and the action is instant. The boys are shoving each other into the boards with hard checks, shooting quick shots at each goaltender and racing for every loose puck. It’s a hockey fan’s dream to watch them battle evenly from end to end. The Predators score first and I scowl in annoyance. Dubnyk looks soft tonight and he should of had that one. The first one is quickly followed by a second and a third- all within four minutes of each other. The hometown crowd gets restless and I eye the bench expectantly. Alex is reaching for his helmet and I know he’s going in.

“Come on Al. Change the pace.” I encourage him as he enters the space between the pipes.

“Go daddy!” Sawyer bounces excitedly next to me.

Now that Alex is in net, the Wild seem to settle more into their game. Their passes are sharper, shots more direct, and feet reacting quicker to changes in the play. In the second period, Kevin is straddling the blue line expectantly as the puck comes to the Predator’s defenseman. The D misses the puck and Kevin bursts through to grab it, zoning in on the net. He stays to the left side, jukes the defenseman and rips a shot low, blocker side. A distinct thud reaches our ears in the arena. I jump up in response. Kevin’s celebratory yell is so loud, I can hear him from where we sit.

“Yes!” I yell, clapping excitedly and watching as his line mates engulf him. Kevin chews on his mouth guard with a big smile on his face as his teammates hug him. Soon, he is off to the celebratory handshake line by the bench. “Good job, babe.” I murmur to him. Felicia gives me a knowing look and we both grin. His big night is beginning to formulate.

By the third period, the Wild have brought the game within 1. The last few minutes are gripping anxiety as Alex makes a couple big saves to hold the deficit at one. I push out an anxious breath, rubbing my hands together as Coach Boudreau calls Alex to the bench. The face-off is in the Nashville zone. Eric Staal wins the draw cleanly to his left wing- Kevin. Kevin pulls the puck back and rips a hard shot cross bar down behind Pekka Rinne to tie the game.

“Kevin!!!!” I scream in excitement, jumping up and down with Felicia. Zach Parise mobs Kevin and the crowd goes crazy in celebration.

A two goal night against the team that traded him weeks ago because they had given up on him. He couldn’t have asked for a better night. The game ends in a shoot out in which the Wild end up winning after yet another Mikko Koivu goal in the top corner. The team rushes to the ice to greet Alex. He came in and set a new pace for the game, allowing for this comeback to ensue. What a night for both my Wild players!

Felicia and I gather the kids and begin our journey to the family lounge to wait for Alex.

“Are you heading to Kevin’s?” Felicia asks me as she picks an exhausted Serena up.

“Probably.” I shrug, “ I can’t imagine he doesn’t want to see me.”

“I’m sure he wants to see a lot of you.” She wiggles her brows.

We enter the lounge, which is buzzing with excitement. I release Sawyer from my grip and he sprints over to where he knows the cookies are kept. I shake my head in response. That little dude loves sugar. After a handful of popcorn, I slide over to a high top table, waiting while Felicia chats with Zach’s wife, Alisha. I pop kernels into my mouth one by one and watch the door expectantly. It doesn’t take long before my Swiss prince enters with slightly damp hair. His eyes meet mine and he gives me a reserved smile before heading in my direction.

“Great game!” I say to Kevin as he walks towards us. Normally, if players don’t have family waiting, they leave directly from the locker room. Kevin has been sneaking in after each game to see me briefly before Alex is done getting dressed.

“Thanks, babe.” Kevin stops and I give him a questioning glare. He returns my glare with a suggestive look up and down while I widen my eyes at him. “What? You said Felicia knows.” He tilts his hands up.

“I do and I approve.” She laughs, “Kids, let’s go get a snack and watch for daddy. Great game, Kevin.” She wanders behind us to the snack table where Sawyer eyes his second cookie greedily.

“You looked so good out there today… you���re really finding your place with the team.” I encourage him with a small smile. “It’s like you belong here or something.”

“Well, when you’ve got someone important watching it makes a difference.” He winks. I roll my eyes but smile at him. “Come over tonight.” He whispers, stepping a smidge closer to me. “I think we should celebrate.”

“That seems like the right thing to do.” I encourage, biting my lip suggestively and glancing towards the door. Still no Alex. I step in even closer to Kevin, taking note that nobody seems to be looking at us. “Maybe you’ll score off the ice tonight too.”

“I’m betting on it.” He doesn’t miss a beat when he responds. My cheeks warm in response and a soft glow tingles in my stomach. The look he is giving me almost makes me forget that my brother could walk in any second… almost.

“Okay superstar. You better go.” I jerk my head towards the door. “I’ll be over soon.”

“Hurry.” He tells me as he walks away. As Kevin is leaving, Alex enters. I watch from across the room as my brother slaps Kevin on the back with a huge grin.

“Thanks for the help tonight, bud! Fucking stud.” Kevin smiles in response and says something I can’t hear before he disappears from the room.

“Thank goodness for the new guy, huh?” I joke to Alex as I make my way over to them.

“Yeah, he is alright I guess.” Alex shrugs nonchalantly with a smile. The OT win has given him a boost and he doesn’t even seem concerned about me bringing up Kevin. “We should celebrate with some drinks when we get home. Maybe grasshoppers?”

“I can’t. I’m meeting a friend for a late drink.” I tell him, reaching for my keys and attempting to get out of here with as few questions as possible.

“Geez, who is this friend you’re always meeting?” Alex rolls his eyes.

“It’s Rachel.” I lie, speaking of my high school best friend.

“That’s weird that she stays out so late since she’s a teacher.” Alex shakes his head. “Whatever. I don’t understand single girls in the city, I guess. Have fun and be safe.”

“Have fun.” Felicia wiggles her brows at me with a knowing smile. “I don’t need you tomorrow, so stay out as long as you need.” I give her a grateful smile and head out of the family lounge towards my car.

When I get to Kevin’s building, I call his number and he immediately buzzes me in. I take the elevator to the 15th floor and laugh when the elevator doors open and he’s peeking his head into the hallway, looking for me.

“Needy.” I murmur jokingly as I reach him. He wraps his arms around me and crashes his lips to mine in a deep kiss.

“This is what I wanted to do when I saw you earlier.” He nuzzles his nose to mine and I bite at his lip, tugging it towards me suggestively.

“You were amazing tonight.” I breathe to him. “Seriously, Kev, you’re turning into a whole different player. I’m so proud of you.” We’ve talked extensively about his struggles in Nashville and his goals for himself as his career progresses. Tonight, he took a step in the right direction.

“Thank you.” He kisses my lips again softly. “Come inside.” He tugs at my hand and I follow him in willingly. “Do you want something to drink? I got some beer.” He pokes his head into the fridge and pulls out a bottle of New Belgium Fat Tire. “I don’t know much about American beer still, but the guy at the store said this is a popular one.” He looks at the label then shrugs, handing me the bottle.

“This is great.” I confirm to him, “We need a bottle opener though.” He holds a finger up and walks over to a different drawer and then cracks the beer open for me. I bring the bottle to my lips and take a sip. A soft moan of approval escapes my mouth as I savor the amber liquid. There is just something about a good beer that hits the spot. “Did your family watch the game?” I wonder, setting my eyes on him.

“Um.. I’m not sure.” He responds after he takes a long pull of his beer.

“I guess it was a little late there, but hopefully they caught one of your goals.”

“… yeah.”

“You’ll hear from them when they do I suppose.” I nod my head, taking another intentional sip of my beer.

“Mhm.”

“Kev…” I say to him, noticing he is looking at me intently but doesn’t seem to be engaged in our conversation. He gives his head a slight shake then meets my gaze with a heat that has my hair standing on end.

“I’m having a hard time focusing on anything else but your lips on that bottle.”

“Oh?” I ask innocently. I slowly run my tongue along the rim of the bottle, keeping my eyes locked on his.

“Sam.” Kevin growls out in a warning, “unless you want to get fucked on this counter, I suggest you put your tongue back into your mouth.” My eyes widen in response to his words. Just to tease him, and because getting fucked is what we both know I came here for, I run my tongue along the rim one last time, then close my lips over the top to take a sip.

Kevin grabs the beer from my lips. He places it on the island and grabs my face in both of his hands. His lips connect with mine roughly. I feel myself melt into his body, placing my hands on his chest and pulling him closer by his suit jacket. His hands move down to the small of my back as his tongue slides against my bottom lip. I open my mouth to him and our tongues tangle. Kevin moans in response and steps closer, pushing me tighter against the island. I can feel his erection pressing into my thigh and desire pools deep inside my belly, twisting and aching to be released.

“I want you so fucking bad.” Kevin whispers as he pulls away, kissing a trail to my jaw and then down to my neck. His lips hit the sweet spot behind my ear and I whimper. My eyes roll back into my head as he sucks deeper, his hands sliding back up my rib cage to rest under my breasts.

“Then have me.” I encourage him, looking into his brown eyes and practically drowning in the lust within them. A large, grin spreads slowly across his face as he looks at me through hooded lids. He bites his lip briefly before sliding his hands to the back of my thighs. He lifts me onto the counter and spreads my legs apart, stepping between them and grabbing the back of my head. Our lips come together in a needy, wet kiss. My heart is pounding in anticipation of what is to come.

I reach for the button closing his suit jacket, easily popping it open and shoving the material from his shoulders. Next are the buttons on his dress shirt, which I fumble with briefly because my hands are slightly shaky from the rush of adrenaline. Kevin pulls away as I get the last button undone. I spread my hands across his broad chest, sliding my fingers across his pecs then down to his abs, appreciating the view of his muscular body. I gnaw on my lip, glancing into his eyes before reaching for his belt. I unclip it and Kevin’s eyes go black as my fingers work the button of his pants open. I slip my hands into the waistband of his boxer briefs and grab ahold of his hot, hard shaft.

Kevin sucks air into his teeth quickly as I run my finger over the head of his penis. He reaches for me again, crashing our lips together in a desperate kiss that I feel straight between my legs. Kevin tugs me to the edge of the island, grabbing the hem of my shirt and pulling it up. I release him from my grasp and allow for my shirt to come off. His fingers are already on the clasp of my bra and quickly, I’m topless in front of him. He doesn’t pause at all before his hands are cupping my breasts. His thumbs teasingly trace the edges of my nipples before going to the center of the hard tip. I moan and let my head tilt back in appreciation.

“Is that good, baby?” He asks me, pausing his movements. “Tell me what you like.”

“I like that.” I whimper, begging him to continue.

“Mmm, how about this?” He says as his head comes down, sucking my nipple into his mouth. I moan louder, wrapping my legs around his waist to pull our bodies tighter together.

“Yes.” I hiss out to him. My hand comes up to the back of his head, holding him to me as his mouth works me over. He trails kisses to the other nipple and sucks that one into his mouth as well. His fingers find the button on my jeans and he pops it open, tugging at the zipper as well. His fingers slide in, moving my panties to the side and his fingers find my clit, rubbing in slow, delicious circles.

“Oh fuck.” I tell him as he smiles against my nipple. “That’s g-good.” I sigh out, head rolling back as he caresses me.

“You taste so damn good, Sam.” He tells me as he pulls away. “Now I want to taste you here.” He says as he slides his thumb against my clit harder.

“Please.” I beg. He nods, shaking his dress shirt off and stepping out of his pants. He pulls my jeans down my hips and off my legs. The cool marble of his counter hits my ass and I barely care as he moves my thong to the side, his eyes taking me in.

“I’ve been dreaming about this all damn day. Now, I get to have you.” He smirks as he lifts my hips off the counter. His eyes don’t leave mine as his mouth meets my sensitive flesh. I suck in a quick breath as his tongue rolls over my clit. I know I won’t last long as he laps at me. Holy fucking shit, he is good. at. this.

“Ahhh.” I whimper out as he works me over. His finger traces my opening as he moves his tongue in a continuous rhythm. One finger slides into my wet entrance and I can feel the first waves of orgasm coming to me.

“Come on, baby.” Kevin encourages me. My muscles clench as he begins to suck me harder, his finger curving to just the right spot inside of me. I come undone instantly. My ears are ringing and my vision is blurry as he sucks every last drop of orgasm out of me. When he pulls away, he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, smiling at the look on my face.

“Holy shit.” I whisper to him as he gathers me into his arms. I wrap my shaking legs around his waist as he carries me down the hall to his bedroom. “That was… incredible.” I bury my face in his shoulder, feeling his chuckle rumble through his body.

“Wait til I get inside of you.” I moan into his skin, pressing my lips against his collarbone and following it to the crook of his neck. I suck his skin into my mouth, releasing just before hickey territory.

Kevin places me softly onto his bed. He reaches for my underwear and slowly pulls it off of my legs. He tosses it on the floor and walks to his bedside table. I watch as he pulls the foil wrapper of a condom out of the drawer. He reaches for his underwear and I grab his hands, moving them aside to do it myself. His erection juts out hard and in charge. Kevin reaches for the condom and I take it from him. I grab ahold of his penis, licking my lips and then taking him into my mouth.

“Fuck, Sam.” Kevin moans to me as I circle the tip with my tongue. I give him a gently tug and suck him to the roof of my mouth. He reaches for my hair, pulling it back from my face so he can watch me take him all the way in. “God damn.” He coughs or laughs in pleasure and then moans deep in his chest as I move my hands and my mouth in rhythm. “Just like that, baby.” He tells me. I smile, enjoying how much he talks and moans during sex. I continue this rhythm- sucking, and rolling my tongue and hand over him.

“Baby, you have to stop otherwise I’m going to be done in your pretty mouth.” He warns me, pulling my mouth away from him gently by my hair. “And as much as I’d love that, I need to be inside of you.”

I slide back and open my legs to him, giving him back the condom so he can suit up. I watch as he rolls the thin latex down, then settles between my thighs. I feel him enter me, gradually inching in as he hovers over me, looking down into my face with smoldering brown eyes. When he is all the way in, he stops, leaning down and pressing his lips to mine. His tongue slides into my mouth briefly before he has to pull away to moan.

“Sam, du fühlst dich so gut.” I furrow my eyes inquisitively.

“What?” I say to him, wrapping my hands around his neck as he begins to move.

“Sorry..” He breathes out as his thrusts begin to quicken. “I said you feel so… good.”

He gathers me into his arms tightly as he begins to pound into me faster, harder, deeper. I wrap my legs around his waist loosely, allowing him to move freely in and out. The tension builds almost immediately. He’s so hard and thick and deep that I can’t breathe let alone form any words to respond to him. I open my mouth and a low moan escapes my lips.

“Kev..” I finally say, “don’t stop.” I insist as his hips move in perfect rhythm.

“Couldn’t if I wanted to,” He tells me in a strangled breath. “Fuck, babe, I’m not going to last. Between this and your mouth.. I’m so close.”

I don’t need to tell him the same because I cry out as my second orgasm washes over me. Just like the first, my breath is gone as my muscles clench and squeeze Kevin to his own climax. He grunts and groans one last time as he comes, his arms holding his weight over me as he pumps his hips once more. He tilts his head back, staring at the headboard for a second before his eyes find mine.

I smile shyly at him, reaching for his face and bringing his lips to mine. I close my eyes and lean into the kiss, loving the feeling of this bliss while he is still inside me. Slowly, he grips the edge of the condom and pulls out. He gives me a quick kiss, mumbling he will be right back before moving to the bathroom. I wait silently for him, my chest still rising and falling rapidly. When he returns to the bed, he pulls me up and then tugs the covers down. We settle into each other, still naked as he pulls the comforter back over us. I smile into his bare chest, loving the feel of his arms enclosing me this tight. I could stay like this forever. After several long minutes of loud breathing, Kevin breaks the silence.

“Sorry for the German. I go back to my native languages when I get to a certain level.” He laughs unapologetically. I giggle into his skin, pulling back slightly.

“Good to know. I thought maybe you were talking dirty to me.”

“No… I can if you’re into it.”

“Yeah, say something dirty!” I encourage him, sitting up expectantly. He slides the comforter down my shoulders and shifts slightly away from me.

“Ich liebe deine Brüste” He says, holding my breasts in his hands. “I love your breasts.”

“Ich mag es, dich zum Orgasmus zu bringen” He smiles as I whimper when his thumbs gently brush over my nipples. “I love making you come.”

“Du smakar så gott” He presses his lips to mine gently. “ Swedish for.. You taste so good.” His tongue flicks against my lips and I let him in again. I slide up the bed and straddle him, deepening the kiss. I can feel that he is ready to go beneath me; his erection is dancing along my inner thigh impatiently. When I pull away, breathlessly, to reach for another condom, he chuckles. “So it’s safe to say you’re into that?”

“God, yes.” I tell him. “Now suit up for round 2.”

For the second time that night, Kevin Fiala scores twice.

#letters in your last name au #kevin fiala #Kevin Fiala Fic #los angeles kings #my writing #hockey fan fiction #hockey writing #NHL writing

[heavenlyhischier]

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↳ Sparks Fly

The relationship of Anthony Beauvillier and his best friends sister.

#nashville predators

[kniesyswrld]

Face-sit• m. duchene

(You ask Matt to sit on his face)

Warning(s): Smut and Fowl Language

I actually love face sitting but shh

Song Inspired By: I’m a Nasty Hoe by Ugly God

I walk through my house with my booty shorts and white tank top to find my boyfriend, Matt Duchene, we’ve been together for 3 years and have sex everyday so I wore this outfit to get him horny.

“Hey, baby.” I greet Matt, then straddle his lap, his arms wrap around my waist and his hands cup my ass. “Hello, princess.” He smiled, I grab the side of his neck and began kissing from his collar bone to his jaw line.

He slightly pushed me off him, “What are you doing, baby?” He asked me. “Kissing your neck.” I said with an innocent smile.

“Oh okay.” He says with a soft grin and I continue kissing his neck, creating small hickeys when I suck a bit. “Something tells me that you’re horny.” He says to me.

I pull away from his neck and look from his eyes to his lips, “What tells you that?” I asked him. “I don’t know, maybe the fact that you have a huge wet spot on your shorts where your pussy is.” He says and I look down.

“I guess there is.” I said with a chuckle, he chuckled too and kisses my lips. “I love you, babygirl.” He says, with a smirk. “I love you too, daddy.” I said and pushed my chest against his.

He grabs the back of my head and we began making out violently, he pushed me onto the bed and crawls on top of me, still kissing my lips with much passion and fury.

“I want to try something new, babe.” I said to Matt, he looks down at me with lust and smiled. “What is it, princess?” He asked me. “I want to sit on your face.” I said to him.

He grins, “Alright.” He says and I prop myself up with my elbows, “Are you sure?” I asked him. “I’m positive, baby.” He says to me. “I don’t want to suffocate you with my thighs.” I said to him.

“That sounds sexy.” He says, “Okay.” I say with a big toothy grin. “Come on, babes. Get undressed, then you can sit on my face.” He says to me.

I slowly get undressed and make sure I make eye contact with him as I remove each piece of clothing, “Don’t eye me like that, babygirl. Or I’ll tear you apart.” He threatens.

“Is that a threat or a promise?” I asked with a grin, he grabs my waist and lays me on the bed. “Now watch me closely.” He says and he got undressed himself, his cock slapped against his abs.

I bit my lip and look into his, now, dark blue eyes. “You like what you see, mama?” He asked me. I nod and he grabs his shaft, slapping my arm with it then he picks me up.

“Sit on my face whenever you want, gorgeous.” He says to me, I hover above his face and look down at him. He smiles a cute smile and I lowered myself down onto his face.

His hands grip my thighs and he gives my clit a kiss, “Come on, love.” I begged him. He began sucking anf licking my pussy, “Fuck.” I moaned softly, I grip the bed and rock my hips against his face.

“Mmm.” He moans against me, “Don’t do that, holy fuck!” I said and he smirks against my wet pussy, “You taste so good, babe.” He says, muffled.

I rock myself against his face as he works wonders with his tongue, “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” I moaned louder then the last time, “Quiet down, honey.” He says to me then gave my thighs a squeeze.

“Am I crushing you, babe?” I asked him, “I’m good.” He says and I sighed. “Fuck my face, babygirl.” He says and just held his tongue out, I rocked myself faster and faster.

My breathing got more frequent and my moans became higher pitched, “Oh fuck, Matt. I’m gonna cum so fucking hard, baby.” I said to him, “I want you to cum on my face, baby.” He says to me.

“Okay.” I said and began adding a little bounce to my rocking motion, “Just like that, babe.” He says to me, he adds his finger to my clit and that’s when I knew it was over for me.

I came all over his face, I slowly got off him and fell on my back. He looked at me and my cum was going down his chin, nose, and lips.

“You did so good, princess.” He says to me, “We need to do that more often.” I said, out of breath and my legs shaking. “Yes we do.” He chuckled and I smile lazily.

His hand went on my thigh, “You think you can cum for me again?” He asked me. “Depends on what you’re doing?” I asked him, laughing, “I’m just gonna fuck you.” He says to me.

“Yeah, I can cum.” I smiled at him, he hums in satisfaction and crawls on top of me. “Hi.” I say when we make eye contact, “Hi, baby.” He smiled, he leans down and we kiss quickly.

He lines up with my pussy, “You ready for me, babe?” He asked me. “I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.” I say to him, “Good.” He smiled and slowly pushed in me.

“Fuck.” I moaned through a euphoric bliss state as his cock hit every good spot inside of me, “Faster.” I said, he speeds himself up and is going a very fast pace.

He held my legs up for me, “Shit, you’re so tight.” He says to me. “I’m so wet for you, daddy.” I say to him, he wraps his hand lightly around my throat and smiled at me.

“I like that.” I said to him and stuck my tongue out at him, “You’re such a bad girl.” He says and pounds me harder.

My back arched into him, “Oh holy fuck.” I moan and he smacks my leg. “Keep them open for me, slut.” He says to me. “I’m sorry.” I said and he managed to get as fast as he could.

“Fuck you’re gonna make me cum.” He says to me, he lets go of my throat and kisses me softly. “I’m close, baby.” I said to him, he adds his thumb to my clit and rubs circles.

I wrap my legs around his waist and help him fuck me by moving myself up and down. “Shit.” He grunts and I knew that he was gonna cum.

“Cum with me, daddy.” I told Matt, “Okay- fuck.” He says and goes harder. My pussy clenched around his throbbing cock and we both cum, “Holy fuck!” He moaned loudly.

My moan was really loud too, “Fuck.” He says as he fucks me through the high. “Shit.” He says and stopped thrusting, he slowly pulls out and we both let out a whine.

“I love you, Matty.” I smiled and he pulls me into a slow, passionate kiss. “I love you too, angel.” He says and lays down next to me.

#hockey imagine #hockey smut #nhl fanfiction #nhl imagine #nhl smut #hockey #nhl #hockey fic #nhl x reader #matt duchene #matt duchene smut #nashville predators

[sadpoemsandsteverogers]

i love you ↬ j. saros

note: I have....no idea where this came from. I was torn between writing fluff and smut and it just turned into both, I guess. Also, we need more Juuse fics here on Tumblr and I hope my small contribution is one you all enjoy. Much love. 

warnings: smut, fluff, unprotected sex (please use a condom!)

word count: 1.2k 

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“I think I’m going to propose to her,” Juuse mutters, watching you from across the room. He leans against the bar with a beer in his hand, a wide smile on his face as he watches you dance with one of his teammates’ kids. You spin them around and their gleeful giggles cause you to let out a laugh of your own.

Pekka looks over at Juuse, “When?”

“Soon,” Juuse responds, his eyes flickering away from you to Pekka, “hopefully soon.”

“How long have you been thinking about this?” Pekka inquires.

Juuse lets out a small chuckle, “I bought the ring a month after we started dating.”

Juuse had known that you were his forever for quite some time now. He knew that whatever his future held for him, you would be the one holding his hand. The mere second he had a taste of you, he knew that no other flavor would compare. Nothing would ever be as satisfactory or sufficient as you were.

“I can’t wait, man,” Pekka commented, nudging his friend’s arm, “I’m excited for you.”

Pekka truly was. Juuse was like a son to him, and to have Juuse confess something to him- such as the fact that Juuse had found his forever partner- made him tear up a little bit.

“If she says yes, you think you’d be my best man?” Juuse asked, looking up at Pekka.

Pekka nodded, a large smile breaking out onto his face, “Of course, Juuse. Of course I would.”

On the drive home, Juuse had a small smile on his face the entire time. You noticed, and his smile made you form one of your own.

“I love seeing you smile like that.” you noted, and Juuse’s smile grew the slightest bit, a blush peppering his cheeks. “I love seeing you happy.”

“I love you.” Juuse responded, grabbing your hand from your lap and pressing a kiss to the back of it.

God, you felt like your heart was ice cream and he was the sun on a hot summer day. His words made you melt and you felt fuzzy inside, even though you had heard the words many times before.

“I love you,” you said, giving his hand a quick squeeze.

Time and time again, you and Juuse exchanged those three words and each time the weight of them got heavier. The meaning behind them seemed more real, more certain. On the occasion that you fought, you were always quick to remind each other that you loved each other. When he was away on a road trip, you never hesitated to send him a quick text or leave him a voicemail with those three words. They brightened his day, no matter what had happened within it.

Often times, the three words came in the form of things that weren’t words at all. Sometimes it was Juuse catching you curled up somewhere in the house, reading a book, and making you a cup of tea to aid you in your journey of whatever world you were currently in. Other times it’s you seeing him running low on toothpaste and picking up another tube for him while out running some quick errands. The appreciation and adoration you had for one another was seemingly endless and it drove both of you absolutely mad.

Sometimes the madness took over your bodies and brought you to orgasms that ranged from slow and drawn out to quick and sloppy. You would be placing clothes into the washer and Juuse would come up behind you, placing kisses down the side of your neck. His hands would instantly clutch your hips and slowly drift upward, slipping under the material of your shirt to cup your breasts. The blue t-shirt that you held in your hands was dropped to the floor as you leaned back into his touch. Moments later, your t-shirt and Juuse’s were on the floor as well, hasty hands grabbing at belt buckles and pushing jean material downwards. 

He kicked away the clothes that had fallen around the two of you during your make out session, not wanting any danger of slipping and falling. After removing his boxers and your underwear, his hands hooked under your thighs, hoisting you up on the edge of the washer. Lining himself up with you, his eyes met yours, and you gave him a single nod. 

That was all the permission he needed to thrust his hips forward, filling you to the hilt. A gasp left your lips at the feeling; one of your arms wrapping itself around his shoulders for support. Juuse set a quick pace rather quickly, pulling out of you and slamming right back in, causing the washer to smack against the wall. Your lips met his for a wet, open-mouthed kiss that was broken apart by a moan passing through your lips. He was hitting that spot, the one that drove you absolutely wild. Throwing your head back, a lazy smile crossed your face as you basked in the moment. The high you were chasing was so close, you felt it waiting to run right off the edge of the cliff and free fall into whatever awaited you as the waves retracted from the shores of your nerves. 

Leaning forward, you kissed him once more, your free hand travelling down to rub your clit and give you the extra push that you needed. A few thrusts later and you began to descend down orgasm row, your eyes fluttering closed. Your mouth opened against Juuse’s and a breathy gasp escaped your lips. A few quick thrusts later, and you felt him release inside of you, your walls clenching around him and eliciting a low grown from his puffy lips.

When you both finished riding out your orgasms, you slumped back against the washer and Juuse leaned forward, resting his head above your breasts. One of your hands traveled into his hair and played with it gently. He remained shiftless for a few moments, basking in the feeling of being close to you like this. Whirlwind, nippy, no-time-to-make-it-to-the-bedroom-so-I’m-fucking-you-right-here sex brought about a certain satisfactory, lackadaisical feeling that Juuse loved so much, he would grow hard just thinking about it. There was something about feeling your chest heave under the weight of his head and the way you exchanged tired, lazy smiles that made the skin around your eyes crinkle. 

Placing you gently on the ground, he kept his hands on your hips a while longer to make sure your legs were stable enough for you to walk. A few taps on his arm let him know that you were okay, so he stepped aside, picking up the dirty clothes on the floor and tossing them in the washer. You moved to pick up your discarded jeans, but he snatched them away before you could reach. 

“Go shower,” he said, “I’ll join you once I get this load started.” 

You smiled, pressing a kiss to his cheek and exiting the laundry room. 

Juuse watched you walk away with a content smile on his face. 

Neither one of you said those three words, but neither needed to. Not in this moment.

“Hey, babe,” he called out, causing you to turn around. 

“What?” 

“How soon do you want to have the same last name?” he asked.

A giddy smile crossed your face, “City Clerk’s office closes at five.”

You shot him a wink before turning back around and making your way up the stairs. 

Juuse laughed, shaking his head. You were right, the City Clerk’s office did close at five. 

It was a shame he didn’t plan on proposing until your evening walk on the boardwalk, which would be at six at the earliest. 

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[fucktkachuk]

quarantine and chill? - ryan johansen

for my sister @roxkhoe​ <3 i love you Rena

warnings: smut, cursing, fluffy shit, mentions of covid-19 and quarantine

“babe wheres the toilet paper?” i hear, hints of panic in ryan’s voice. 

“ryan you dumb fuck its in the cabinet next to the toilet!” i yell back, already annoyed from the lack of social interaction from anyone besides ryan. 

restarting the water so i can wash what dishes we used throughout the day, i feel strong hands encase my waist as i swivel my hips to the song playing over the speakers in the kitchen. pushing back against him, i feel him poking the small of my back. i shut the water off and turn to meet the chest of ryan, my wet hands gliding across his shoulders into his hair as i grind my hips into him, chest to chest, his hands moving down to grip my ass, pulling me closer as i feel his erection grow against my abdomen. our lips collide as he lifts me onto the counter, my core dripping as he displays his dominance over me.

my hands slide under his shirt, feeling his perfectly toned core tense with the feeling of my cold hands against the ripples of his abs. i pull my hands away, bringing him closer to my body.

“take me upstairs sexy” i whisper, nibbling on his ear as he lets out a shaky breath. he scoops me up by my thighs, displaying his strength as he carries me upstairs into our bedroom. tossing me onto the bed, he strips his shirt off as he walks toward where i lay. he snakes his way up my body, kissing every part of me as he slowly raises my shirt up and over my head, tossing it to the floor beside us and leaving me in nothing but black lace panties.

our kisses become feverish as i feel his rock hard erection against my core, making my insides clench with arousal. i muster my strength to flip us over, moving downwards to pull the sweatpants off of his hips and over his rigid thighs, pulling his boxers down with them. watching his erection spring up, i crawl up his legs and settle between them, giving the head of his cock, raging and red, soft licks, watching him groan in pleasure.

taking him fully into my mouth, i feel his hands instinctively knot into my blonde locks, tugging as i work him to his climax. feeling the ridges in his thighs tense as he cums, i swallow and come up to meet his lips. he flips me over, guiding my legs over his shoulders as he settles between my thighs. his calloused fingers slip my panties down my legs, proceeding to inch into my opening, one then two, as i squelch around the intrusion. his mouth attaches to my clit, shudders of pleasure coursing through my body as he explores my womanhood, licking, kissing, sucking on every area where i need him the most. he brings me to my climax, my body arching and convulsing as pleasure courses through my veins as he works me through the waves.

“ry- ryan please, i need you.” i stutter out, my body already preparing itself for another climax. he drags himself up to meet my lips, his cock already hard and ready to go after his first climax. i think that’s what i love about being with ryan, his stamina is phenomenal, and he seems to never tire after just one orgasm. 

ryan’s lips attach to my neck, sucking on my pulse point as his strong cock pushes into my heat, my walls stretching around his thickness. a soft moan leaves my throat as he bottoms out, ryan giving me a moment to adjust to him. he starts grinding his hips into me, the trimmed pubic hair just barely tickling my clit as his hips meet mine with every thrust

“ryan, i- i’m gonna cum, may i please cum?” i plead, the pressure of the knot in my stomach becoming almost too much to bear

hearing his denial, i groan, digging my nails into the backs of his shoulders. he slows down at this, my urge to finish becoming prominent as i whine and writhe to seek my release. he finally picks up his pace, hand around my throat hammering into me as he chases his climax.

“hold it babygirl, almost there.” he says as his pace becomes almost inhuman. skin clapping as the slickness of our sweat mixes together. 

“ryan please, i cant hold it any longer” i cry, the feeling of being denied my orgasm as well as my vision spotting at the edges from the decrease in my air intake becoming too much to bear.

“cum for me serenna” he says, and with those four words, my body convulses and constricts around him as my orgasm sends me flying into the abyss, my vision going dark as i feel ryan’s seed spill into my womb. his thrusts lazily continuing as he works us through our orgasms

ryan pulls out of me as we come back down to earth, the sensitivity and soreness seeping into my bones as my legs revert back down to the bed. he comes back with a damp washcloth and cleans us up before tossing it into our laundry hamper by the bathroom door and laying down, allowing me to curl into his side. he pulls the blankets over our naked bodies and reaches into his nightstand, pulling out a box and sitting up to face me. i watch him open the box towards me, and in my glimpse, i see a diamond ring, laying perfectly in the black velvet.

“serenna, this wasn’t how i imagined doing this, for nobody knew this was going to happen, with the world we live in, and the pandemic right outside our home. I couldn’t wait any longer to ask you this question, but will you marry me sweetheart?” he says, and through my tears, i say the one word that mattered, the one word that will change my life forever.

“yes, i will marry you ryan”

he instantly scoops me into a hug, kissing the side of my head. when he pulls away, he slips the beautiful ring onto my wedding finger, kissing my hand and laying back down beside me.

as i admire the ring nestled on my hand, i slowly doze off, but i hear one last thing as my consciousness faded

“i cant wait for you to become my wife mrs. johansen. 

#ryan johansen #nhl smut #nhl imagines #nhl writing #nashville predators #preds #nashville preds #nashville predators imagines

[2-fast-2-curious]

Christine projects her kinks onto Pekka Rinne

Currently Nashville's franchise leader in wins and shutouts, and is a four-time NHL All-Star. Also holds the record for the most NHL wins by a Finland-born goaltender. I don’t know why he doesn’t get more love.

He’s so tall, handsome, and charming

We’ve got a strong silent daddy on our hands

He thinks you’re so adorable

Even though he’s your daddy, I would say you have more of the power in your relationship

You have him in the palm of your hand

You kind of have a bratty streak

“Daddy, I think you should give the last piece of cake to me.”

“Daddy, you should take a break from the game tapes and watch 90 Day Fiance with me.”

Pekka wouldn’t have it any other way

You bring some levity to his life and always make him smile

Plus you don’t mind taking care of your daddy once in a while

Giving him kisses and snuggles when he’s sad about a loss

Fluffing up his pillows and preparing meals for him when he’s injured

You also love tying him up with silk ribbons

Grinding yourself on his abs

“Baby, it’s not nice to tease Daddy like this”

You can see his arms tense and he licks his lips as you spread your slick pussy lips to play with your wetness

“Move higher, baby, Daddy wants to taste you.”

“Hmmm” You pretend to think of it. “Maybe later Daddy.”

You see his blue eyes darken with lust

His arms relaxing when he sees you shuffling yourself up his torso

Unfortunately you stop and sit on his chest

He’s like doing a crunch, trying to get as close as possible

He inhales and your arousal just smells so good

Gets him harder

His mouth is salivating, his tongue out like he’s trying to taste your pussy in the air

You continue grinding yourself and dirty talking until he cums all over his abs

Pekka’s kind of embarrassed as you go down to clean up his cum with your mess

“That was very mean of you baby.”

“Do you still love me Daddy?” You ask, giving his softening cock some kisses

“Of course, I love you baby.” You smile and untie his arms, they wrap around you and hold you close, stroking your hair

Have you seen him play?

His man is flexible AF

He likes trying new positions and fucking in new places

Even if sometimes you’re dubious if the positions he find online will work

“Daddy, you’re too tall.”

FYI Pekka’s 6’5”

Always finds a way to find things that feel good for you with minimal discomfort

Whether you’re kneeling on a bench while he’s standing up 

Or you laying down on the counter, your legs resting on his shoulders

He likes to do it standing up, have your legs wrapped around him as he presses you against a wall

Loves spending quality time with you in the sauna, just chatting and sharing Finnish culture with you

Something about him in nothing but a towel, sweat dripping down his chest really does it for me

You probably decide messing around with the towel to contain your modesty is too much

So you give up and decide that you’d rather be nude

He thinks it’s cute to see you lust after him but he’ll turn you down gently because then he could never get in there again without thinking of you

#pekka rinne #nashville predators #hockey writing #hockey imagine #hockey imagines #nhl players #nhl writing #nhl imagines #nhl imagine #nhl one shot #hockey one shot #drabbles #nhl drabbles #hockey drabbles #hockey players #hockey smut #nhl smut #dirty headcanon #headcanon

[nylwnder]

yours

a/n: I MISS HIM YOU GUYS I FUCKING MISS HIM SO FUCKING MUCH LIKE WDYM WE CANT HAVE BENNY CABER AND HIM???? WHAT DO YOU MEANNNNN

pairing: luke schenn x fem!reader

warnings: SMUT, yet never actually having p in v because he's literally a tease, possessiveness, oral (f receiving), fingering, technically exhibitionism, pool party, willy being willy

word count: 2.8k

taglist: @shoot-the-puck, @11livpangburn , @domi-max , @boqvistsbabe , @sweetiet , @p1tstop , @occasionallyaurora , @laurenairay, @fallinallincurls, @andrea9

series masterpost

the sun has been glaring since the early morning rise. although the weather network cannot confirm this, you are highly convinced any skin that reached the bright rays of light when you woke up were subject to a burn straight from the pits of hell.

you might have been overreacting, but that’s truly how this weather made you feel. summer was certainly not your favourite season for this exact reason — and the bugs, which were also very much present on this boiling day.

luke on the other hand, thought it was a gorgeous morning to go for a run. you kissed him extra passionately before he left in fear he might melt before he could even turn back to the house.

while he was gone, you were eyeing the pool luke had added in the backyard. your body was craving a dip into water.

you had let the water submerge you around the middle of the pool for a bit before heading to the side to float against the walls. you had brought out a cocktail for yourself and had it set beside you on top of the cement ground as you had music playing in the background from a tiny speaker.

schenner came back not too long after, stripping himself from his clothes the minute he saw where you were. your head was thrown back and your eyes were closed. so when luke jumped into the pool you were sincerely startled by the splash.

“jesus christ luke, you're gonna give me a heart attack!”

“im sorry, love. just wanted to accompany you.”

you smile at the sight of his grin. that stupidly attractive grin.

you roll your eyes at him and let him give you a kiss. afterwards, luke did a few swimming strokes to cool down his body temperature as well. he comes back over to you as you watched him. he reaches over for the drink to your left and takes the last sip.

you didn't really pay mind to your stolen beverage, as your eyes were focused on his mouth. that being said, you wanted to stay out here with him so you offered to go inside and make more.

“come back here.” luke says, grabbing your hips and pulling you back down to him.

“we have to keep ourselves hydrated, remember.” you said, even though you know alcohol isn't on the preferred list of liquid resources. you allowed yourself to wrap your arms around his neck.

he smiles, “yeah but you’re all i need right now.” he says, giving you a few kisses. you give in, letting yourself hang beside him and talk about whatever comes up.

“its actually great weather for a barbecue today,” you began, letting your fingers play with the water around his hands as you spoke. “why don’t we invite the group over? i'm craving a buffet feast, to be honest.”

“yeah, sure! that’s a good idea, i don't mind a little seasoned steak.” he said with a smile.

you return the smile. “sounds good. i'll call them over.”

you made the move to get out of the pool before luke pulls you back to him again. “i need to get something out of the way first.” he says, grabbing the back of your neck to bring you into a kiss.

your lips curved into a smile before a playful shriek erupted out of you as luke had brought you out of the water to sit on the ground above.

he was quick to discard your bikini bottom, and bring you right to the edge of the pool. your breath hitched at the back of your throat as his face began to inch closer and closer to your core as he laid lingering kisses on your thighs. his hovering breath caused a shiver down your spine. ironic considering how hot it is outside.

once his mouth attached to his desired target you couldn't help but let out a loud moan. nobody could run you to an orgasm, in any way, like luke can. your clit throbbed against his tongue.

his tongue made quick work over you. flicking and sucking at your clit before lapping at your hole as he groaned at the taste of you. his nose bumped deliciously into your nub and you bit your lip and threw yourself back. “look at me sexy, wanna see that gorgeous face.” he says, his lip grazing your bundle of nerves.

you prop yourself up with your elbows to watch him. your body was tensing within minutes, thighs attempting to close around luke’s head as deep pleasure curled in your stomach.

he let out a low groan when you pushed his head further into you in an attempt to roll your hips. you were trying your best to chase the orgasm that was only minutes away. schenner teased your bud with his teeth and kept his lips wrapped around it in order to suck hard. that was merely enough to have you unravelling directly into his mouth.

“now you can call them.” luke says, grinning.

your chest was heaving as he got out of the pool to sit beside you. “give me a minute—” he kisses your head with a snicker as you try your best to regulate your breath. “fuck” you mumbled.

—

“you’ve got some competition to hold up to.” mitch says as he enters the door. you couldn't help but laugh.

“oh yeah?” luke responds. mitch nodded, “i've had some preeeeeetty fun pool parties myself so… we’ll see,” the goofball grins, holding an inflated beach ball in his arms, as he walks away and steph shakes her head at her husband-to-be.

the rest of the couples began to arrive as well as solo players, and some adorable pups. john was kind enough to bring some extra meat for the barbecue with others bringing appetisers, drinks and sides besides the ones you were already preparing in the kitchen.

luke began firing up the grill with ryan and john as willy picked at the appetisers you were placing on a plate to take out. the rest of the group outside were already mingling with each other.

“did you not have breakfast?” you asked humorously as you watched how the boy in front of you was basically salivating at the food around the two of you. just like the two pups beside him.

“i did eat something… but it wasn't really edible-” he began before giving you a giggle, “you know...”

you scoffed before sharing the snicker with him. you slapped him on the arm playfully.

“help me take them out, you manwhore.” you joked. he laughed, “mm love, you don’t even know.”

you rolled your eyes. but you found william funny for that exact reason. he’s confident with himself and not shy to talk about anything with the people he finds himself comfortable with. despite all that, he is a really kind man and you appreciated his well-roundedness.

“haven't had a good home cooked meal in a min. i’m eating good tonight.” auston said as he stood in front of the starters. the group also crowded over the available food quickly.

“yeah cause all he gets is take out.” mitch chirped.

“that's how much we love you, bud.” luke joked, making them all snicker.

everyone entertained themselves with the many different apps and cocktails available. some were eating in the pool with inflatable food trays in front of them, with the delicious smell of the cooking meat engulfing their noses.

that being said, the barbecue only produced more heat and it wasn’t long before you began to feel suffocated again. “screw this” you spoke, unzipping your shorts and yanking them down.

“wheeeewwwww take it off!!!!” amber brodie yelled to you from the pool.

you giggled as you unbuttoned the shirt that you had borrowed from luke. taking it off slowly from your shoulders to play into the joke. you were now displaying the lacy bikini that schenner had gifted you in the beginning of summer.

the girls howled and cheered making the dogs bark with them. most of the boys laughing shyly as luke watched with a grin. ryan pats his mate on the back in praise.

“now that's a beautiful woman right there!” one of the girls exclaimed.

you do a quick pose before jumping into the pool. respectfully splashing everyone around you. that being said, luke’s grin began to halter as willy’s eyes started to linger.

you sat beside william in the hopes to catch some of the last snacks he was hostaging. as well as to cuddle with pablo, who was licking willy’s face like his life depended on it. “kept them just for you!” he spoke. “we would be having problems if you didn't.” you said, smirking as you snatched the slider he had in his hand.

the more you stayed in the pool and the more games the group played in the water, the more your boyfriend's eyes burned a hole on the back of willy’s head.

william’s touches were respectful and innocent around your torso or hip. he never moved up, he never moved down, and he never gripped more than he should have. you thought nothing much of it. but his giggling energy and flirty tones around you weren't luke’s favourite sights.

once the meat was ready to be served, declared by jt, william grabbed your arm to help you out of the pool, catching you as your foot nearly slipped on the puddle above. “careful!” he uttered. “oh my hero!” you dramatically declared. the blonde laughs, “seems like those margaritas are starting to hit.” you both giggled. luke was quick to call you over.

you were starving and your stomach felt like it was waiting years for the grilling to complete. but luke grabbed your hand and asked if you wanted to go grab more plates. you nodded, realising you didn't bring nearly enough out.

when you made it to the kitchen you were pulled away from the cabinet by the strings of your bikini bottom. “luke!” you exclaimed as he hid you behind the long and decently tall island.

“what do you want? i'm hungry!!!!” you whined, your body trapped in by his arms. his jaw was clenched, his body tense and his eyes dark.

you know exactly what's got him mad. “honey, you know how he is. that’s just him, he’s a touchy boy! he does it to you all the time too!” you said, reasoning with him as your hands topped his forearms.

his eyes are looking up and out to the backyard and back to you. you turn around to see a blonde quick to turn away. luke isn’t threatened, certainly not, as he knows he can work you better than anyone in every way possible, both sexually and not. that being said, luke isn’t having any of this flirtiness and you should've known there's no reasoning with him. he's possessive, ever since he got his eyes on you. you're his. and god forbid if anyone was thinking about you the way he does. so you're not surprised you're met with silence.

nevertheless, you wouldn't say you didn't like him like this. no. in fact, he was even more cunning in this mood.

his body towered over you and kept you in his hold. his eyes firm on you once again, his hands are quick to part your underwear, ever so gently pushing his finger in your entrance. you bite your lip but you keep eye contact with him.

“luke, luke please,”

“hmm?”

his two fingers slip in easily and pump a bit, but before you could make a response he slips a third and your legs are quick to buck just a bit. his arms grip you tight but you lean into his chest to mask your moan.

his fingers pump in and out of you swiftly, taking no time to curl them against your already wet walls. you kept biting your lips to mask your sounds, in hopes everyone was entertained outside and no one was anywhere inside the house.

luke didn't care. he just wants to hear you crumble in front of him.

“you’re taking my fingers so well, can feel you squeezing them.”

you only mewl in response. your head thrown back.

“you wanna cum, pumpkin?” he asks, his other hand squeezing your hip tightly.

you mentally rolled your eyes at him. he always says it in a mischievous tone and you couldn't help but accept the pet name with open arms. only he could call you pumpkin.

“wanna cum so bad”

“yeah? who do you belong to?”

a sound escaped your mouth as your legs wobbled and your mind more focused on your upcoming orgasm.

“who’s gonna make you cum tonight, tomorrow, and every other day, baby girl?” he asks you, firm in your ear as his fingers caress your breasts before he pinches one of your buds.

“you. only you.”

he hums.

you look up at his eyes, your mouth already agape. “im yours luke. fucking yours.” you stated. internally begging for him to touch your clit as he watched you closely. he waited to, although he was pleased with your words and your scrunched face as he switched his finger movements.

and as the good man luke is, he catches your open lips to bring you into a kiss while he finishes you off by tracing harsh shapes on your clit.

he puts you up on the counter to help your legs gain back their strength after your climax waved over you.

“how about we send everyone home now? i think we still need to talk about this issue some more” you uttered with a whiny tone.

he snickered at you. “i thought you said you’re hungry” your stomach responded to his words before you could. “fine” you huffed, even though your core was agonising for anything but food. he has basically foreplayed you all day.

your fingers are still gripping his hair as his gaze traced your face. you looked beautiful. lips pink and puffy from his own mouth. eyes glossy and sparkly and your hair perfectly framing your flushed cheeks. he smiles and you smile with him. you soften your hands and let him pull you back down to the ground. “will you leave him alone now” you suggest.

“we’ll see.” he says, with a smirk. you couldn't help but smile again.

you both bring out more plates just like luke had mentioned. although bunting noticed the delay and didn't hesitate to mention it.

“where the fuck were those plates? down under?” he uttered, his tone light, of course. as he walked beside you, your eyes darted to him, your glare sharp as you understood what he was technically trying to refer to.

he giggled at your face. “don't worry. nobody saw.”

“and you better not have too.” he shrugged in response but before you could do anything, you were called over by schenner to pick what you wanted to eat.

you sat around with the others and talked like you didn't just cum on the fingers luke is currently sucking sauce off of. and he had nothing but a grin plastered on his face as you dazed off looking at him.

not too long after a selection of desserts were served, the dogs began begging with puppy eyes for their own pieces, a trap in which most of you fell into.

you only found it fair that they had to cuddle you in return. so you sat on the ground letting banksy sit in your lap while pablo jumped on you in order to give your cheeks as many kisses as possible.

luke sat at the table watching you, a smile on his face. willy came to sit beside him. “pablo doesn't do that with just anyone.” willy said, taking a sip of his drink.

“i’ve noticed” luke said with a light chuckle. he took a swig of his own beer as they both continued watching you.

“you have a great girl, man.” the blonde said, patting luke on the shoulder. “pablo clearly agrees.”

luke smiles, turning to look at his teammate's kind demeanour. he knows he doesn't mean any harm, he's not tone dead. but luke doesn't mind making sure people know that you’re with him, and that you are his at the end of the night.

“thanks kid. she really is perfect.” luke said, returning the pat.

“of course!”

—

ryan helped build a fire as the sky began surrendering to the moon. the group that remained circled around it. you had gone to grab another cookie before luke called for you to sit in his lap with his hand. you pressed a kiss to his alcohol stained lips.

william sat beside the two of you and you subconsciously began to give your boyfriend reassuring squeezes on his stirn arm. other times interlacing fingers as you let your body sink deep into his. his arm was wrapped tight around your waist.

that being said, you agreed that the conversation was not over and in fact you sincerely think he needs to solidify who you belong to. in lots of different positions. for as long as the two of you can go.

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[wyattjohnston]

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(alphabetical order by team, then by player)

updated: 27 Jan '24

* = contains smut

boston bruins

charlie mcavoy

kiss it better now

buffalo sabres

erik johnson

only all the time (series of one shots)

jeff skinner

your eyes look like coming home

tyson jost

it’s me & you

out of ten

this is getting good now (series of one shots)

calgary flames

noah hanifin

the one who needs saving

carolina hurricanes

andrei svechnikov

kinda hope they catch us

colorado avalanche

gabriel landeskog

‘til you give me all your love

nathan mackinnon

the second time

you always did feel just like home

columbus blue jackets

nick blankenburg

need a little company

dallas stars

jake oettinger

the saddest thing i know

roope hintz

no sound worse than silence

tyler seguin

ain’t no sunshine (#1, #2, #3, #4, #5, playlist)

edmonton oilers

leon draisaitl

lock in your love

florida panthers

matthew tkachuk

don't want to miss you like this

you gotta kiss somebody (sometimes)

los angeles kings

pierre luc dubois

never said a thing

montreal canadiens

josh anderson

what am i to you?

nashville predators

anthony beauvillier

into moonlight (series of one shots)

taylor hall

better at leaving* & i just keep coming back to you*

new jersey devils

dougie hamilton

i’ll bet you didn’t even know

jack hughes

make it weird

we all have our secrets

we don't have no time to waste (series of one shots)

nico hischier

late nights in the middle of june (series of one shots)

not perfect (but we were)

new york islanders

mat barzal

all eyes, they're on you (series of one shots)

uh oh

new york rangers

chris kreider

toward a feminine sea

philadelphia flyers

joel farabee

fell in love with you in stages

travis konecny

take me as i am (series of one shots)

pittsburgh penguins

ryan graves

never saw you coming

to hold your hand (would be the bravest thing)

seattle kraken

andre burakovsky

dreamer (just like you)

we look good together*

jamie oleksiak

my picket fence penguins

your eyes look like coming home

st louis blues

colton parayko

open your heart to me

kasperi kapanen

let's get these wheels in motion*

kevin hayes

got a hold on me* (series of one shots)

how those rumours fly

toronto maple leafs

mitch marner

give the stars something to watch

morgan rielly

sache que je serai la tienne (series of one shots)

william nylander

let's get these wheels in motion*

vancouver canucks

brock boeser

and i had silly dreams

take you one day at a time (series of one shots)

elias pettersson

been a long time coming

quinn hughes

let's finish what we started

until the light shines through

vegas golden knights

nolan patrick

found the cure for a broken heart

say that we'll be together (series of one shots)

washington capitals

nicklas backstrom

give up the game

tom wilson

in the shadows & still want more

winnipeg jets

adam lowry

breaking all the rules

#masterlist #this may look exactly the same as the old one #but this is in the new post type

[mcjesuss]

Hi guys! I decided to make a side blog solely for my nhl (mostly oilers - but not all the time) posts.

If you like any of the following teams please like/reblog so I can follow on my main (4steviewonderseyes)

- Edmonton Oilers

- Dallas Stars

- Tampa Bay Lightning

- Nashville Predators

If you hate the Flames and/or the Ducks like this too bc you’re cool

#nhl #oilers #edmonton oilers #dallas stars #tampa bay lightning #nashvill preds #nashville predators #eoiler #dstar #tblightning #nashville preds #npreds #nhl imagine #nhl smut #nhl fluff #nhl headcanon

[ilyasorokinn]

taylor's night of neglect

rules:

please only request for the people below. if they aren't on that list, i'll just delete your request.

you can request things from this prompt list, but follow the rules on there.

you don't have to use a prompt list, you can request anything, just no smut. i will delete your request.

you can also request edits!! just be kind :)

you can send in as many things as you want :)

list of players you can request for:

wade allison (philadelphia flyers)

zach aston-reese (anaheim ducks)

matt boldy (minnesota wild)

derick brassard (edmonton oilers)

quinton byfield (los angeles kings)

jt compher (colorado avalanche)

noah dobson (new york islanders)

jack drury (carolina hurricanes)

joel edmundson (montreal canadiens)

olive ekman-larsson (vancouver canucks)

trent frederic (boston bruins)

morgan frost (philadelphia flyers)

dougie hamilton (new jersey devils)

kevin hayes (philadelphia flyers)

nico hischier (new jersey devils)

seth jarvis (carolina hurricanes)

kasperi kapanen (pittsburgh penguins)

kirill kaprizov (minnesota wild)

clayton keller (arizona coyotes)

jesperi kotkaniemi (carolina hurricanes)

chris kreider (new york rangers)

jordan kyrou (st. louis blues)

alex lyon (carolina hurricanes)

josh norris (ottawa senators)

mikey mcleod (new jersey devils)

dawson mercer (new jersey devils)

colton parayko (st. louis blues)

mikko rantanen (colorado avalanche)

michael raffl (dallas stars)

lucas raymond (detroit red wings)

morgan rielly (toronto maple leafs)

rasmus ristolainen (philadelphia flyers)

rasmus sandin (toronto maple leafs)

juuse sarros (nashville predators)

cole sillinger (columbus blue jackets)

jeff skinner (buffalo sabres)

ilya sorokin (new york islanders)

ty smith (new jersey devils)

brandon tanev (seattle kraken)

jack quinn (buffalo sabres)

oliver wahlstrom (new york islanders)

i know. it's a long list.

anyways, tagging friends: @2manytabsopen @tysonjost-taylorsversion @rosesvioletshardy @jostystyles @laurenairay @joshsandersons @miracleonice87 @joelsfarabees @comphyjost @myhockeyworld87 @islesnucks @fallinallincurls @idblowburrow @iwantahockeyhimbo @broadstflyers @hockstuff @kentjohnsons @nylwnder @duhaimes @sydnikov @tonyspep @quietblues @youngbeezer @prettyboyjackhughes @lam-ila @thetysonjost @boesersdrurys @bb-nhlqueen7 @boqvistsbabe @oleksiak-pettersson @senditcolton @hugheshugs @boeswhore @bananarantanen @pettypeteys @fifthovertime @mackiesamo @raysofcrosby @sebbyaho @bords @harlowhockeystick @owenpwr @bitchinbarzal @1heartnobody

one last important note: i will be going on a break for a few days, so send in anything you want, but i won’t get to them for about a week.

going on from: wednesday, march 29 (today) - (wednesday, april 13)

#nhl imagine #nhl imagines #nhl fic #nhl #hockey imagine #hockey imagines #hockey fic #hockey #taylor's night of neglect #<< block that tag #taylor writes #taylor writes: hockey

[snelbz]

Could you use gifs that pertain to the chapter instead of random hockey players in light up the ice? There was nothing to let me know chapter 11 was going to be smut and I didn’t read it until today because of that

At the risk of sounding rude, I have to tell you that you’re absolutely wrong. There was an indicator that it would be smut. I literally put a warning in the description, above the cut, that it would not only be 18+, but I even used the word “smut”.

Also, this story is based around a hockey team, and I had the idea while watching my favorite hockey team, which is the Nashville Predators. There are angsty, abstract headers on all of the rest of mine and Tara’s stories. I enjoy finding and choosing the Preds gifs. I will not be using anything but the hockey gifs as headers for LUI.

Xx

[natbarzal]

Players I write for

I might add someone as well as take someone off the list over time

I'm not even going to write caps here because there's no way I'm writing for anyone on that shitty team

Anaheim Ducks

Trevor Zegras

Arizona Coyotes

Clayton Keller

Boston Bruins

Charlie Coyle

Jake DeBrusk

Matt Grzelcyk

Buffalo Sabres

Calgary Flames

Dominik Simon

Elias Lindholm

Johnny Gaudreau

Matthew Tkachuk

Noah Hanifin

Carolina Hurricanes

Andrei Svechnikov

Sebastian Aho

Chicago Blackhawks

Jonathan Toews

Colorado Avalanche

Andre Burakovsky

Mikko Rantanen

Tyson Jost

Columbus Blue Jackets

Dallas Stars

Tyler Seguin

Detroit Red Wings

Edmonton Oilers

Connor McDavid

Leon Draisaitl

Florida Panthers

Los Angeles Kings

Alex Turcotte

Minnesota Wild

Montréal Canadiens

Jonathan Drouin

Josh Anderson

Nashville Predators

Roman Josi

New Jersey Devils

Jack Hughes

Luke Hughes

Nico Hischier

New York Islanders

Anders Lee

Anthony Beauvillier

Mathew Barzal

New York Rangers

Artemi Panarin

Ottawa Senators

Tim Stützle

Philadelphia Flyers

Carter Hart

Claude Giroux

Travis Konecny

Pittsburgh Penguins

Sidney Crosby

San Jose Sharks

St. Louis Blues

Colton Parayko

Vince Dunn

Tampa Bay Lightning

Brayden Point

Tyler Johnson

Toronto Maple Leafs

Mitch Marner

William Nylander

Vancouver Canucks

Brock Boeser

Elias Petterson

Quinn Hughes

Vegas Golden Knights

Nolan Patrick

Winnipeg Jets

Pierre-Luc Dubois

Players I don't write for:

Tom Wilson

Jamie Benn

Alexander Ovechkin

Auston Matthews

Patrick Maroon

Filip Chytil

Steven Stamkos

Andrei Vasilevski

Taylor Hall

Victor Hedman

If you want to request anyone who's not here, you can try

!NO SMUT!

#hockey players #hockey imagines #resquests

[kniesyswrld]

Ass Like That• r.josi

(He’s in love with your ass, I guess)

Warning(s): Smut; anal

Another ass obsessed imagine

Song Inspired By: Ass Like That by Eminem

It’s officially summer time so you know what that means, time to drop the sweaters and dress like the sluttiest bitch on the block. Every year, I always wear only a bikini around the house for summer and when I went out I’d slip a sexy outfit on top.

“Woah.” He said and I smiled, “Hot girl summer, bitch.” I said to him and he smiled. “Look at that ass.” He said to me and I turned around and wiggled it a bit for him.

He smacked my ass with a loud clap and I turned around, “I worked out all year before this.” I told him and he nods, “It paid off, look your ass is literally so huge.” He said and grips at it.

“You are a doll.” I said to him, he smiled and kissed me softly. “I’m thinking about becoming a porn star.” I said to him, “You have the body for it and you know all the guys in the league would be looking you up.” He said.

I chuckled and shook my head, “I was kidding.” I told him, “I wouldn’t have judged.” He shrugged and I smiled. “We should film us fucking some time and post it on there, but not show your face.” I said to him.

“Yeah we could try it out.” He said and I smiled at him, “I have to go workout, I’ll be back home in like 1 hour.” I said to him and he nods.

After the gym

I come back home and Roman was jerking off, I smiled at him. “Woah.” I just said and he looked at me, “Oops.” He giggled and I smirked, “It’s fine.” I said to him.

“Let’s go upstairs, we can film it.” I said to him, “K.” He said and then he followed me closely up the steps.

He laid on his back since he was already naked and I smirked at him. I set the camera up to where only my face is shown, I undress myself and smirked at him.

“Sexy.” He said and I chuckled, “Thank you.” I said and he nods, I get on my knees and began sucking his cock. His hand went in my hair and helps me by moving my head to a rhythmic pattern.

I stopped after about 30 seconds and smirked, “Fuck my ass.” I said to him, he watched me arch my back and he aligned himself with my entrance before entering inside of me.

“Oh fuck!” I moaned loudly and he smacks my ass, he goes harder and my moans got louder. “Oh baby.” He moaned and I move my hips as he also moves them.

I stoped here and there to feel his whole length fully inside of me, “Oh fuck.” He moaned, “Shit, baby, you fuck me so good.” I said to him. “I love you.” He moaned in my ear, “Fuck me, I love you too.” I said through a loud moan.

“Your pussy is so tight.” He said to me and I moaned to him, “You have the hugest cock.” I moan and he goes harder. My hips will be bruised tomorrow and I’ll definitely have a limp.

He played with my clit and I knew he was trying to make me cum, “Fuck.” I moaned. “I’m going to cum.” I said to him, “Me too.” He said and then his dick twitched.

“Shit.” He grunts and I let out an animalistic sound, he smirked and I felt warm liquid leak inside me and slowly pour down my walls, his cock softened inside me and I came soon later.

I sighed and got up, I crawl over to the camera and turn it off. “Ok.” I said and he smiled, “Can you come pick me up?” I asked, “Yes.” He said and got up picking me up and lays me softly on the bed.

“Hold on actually.” He said, picking me back up before setting me on the toilet. “Go pee, I’m going to change the sheets and then we’ll take a shower.” He said to me.

I nod and he smiled before going to do his task.

#nhl fanfiction #nhl imagine #hockey imagine #hockey smut #nhl smut #roman josi #roman josi smut #nhl #hockey #nashville predators