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Arber Xhekaj - He’s an ass man. For sure. Ass and thighs, he’s so big and strong I just know he’d love to pick you up and have your legs wrap around his hips while he unashamedly squeezes your cheeks, because like… that’s his ass. He’s holding his hand on your bum unashamedly in public just to signal to any onlookers that you (and your bum) are very much spoken for. He’s def slapping, squeezing, grabbing it whenever you’re wearing any form of tight pants or shorts. Loves doggy solely because he’s fucking obsessed with watching your bum bounce because he’s a little freak. He also has definitely bitten your butt cheek
Juraj Slafkovsky - this one’s hard… but I’m also leaning towards ass. Mostly because I could see him heavily enjoying it as a pillow. Like- you’re laying on your stomach on the bed, and he curls up behind you planting his face right on your bum and whining when you move, literally like a cat. He also likes to get a hold of it when he has his arm around your waist in public. Easy to quickly squeeze. He’s the type guy to let out a comedically obnoxious whistle when you turn around when wearing anything that even slightly shows the shape of your bum just to see your cheeks go pink as you whip around to glare at him. That being said… he also loves your tits and will not complain if he gets to use them as a pillow as well.
Nick Suzuki - personality. Jk jk, but if you ever asked him, he would 1000% give you that answer. Tbh I see him as a tits man but he probably likes thighs too. Both are good to lay on after a long exhausting day taking care of his children on the ice (it’s slaf. Slafs the child) he loves to pepper your chest in kisses, working from your neck down to your boobs, grinning like an idiot the moment he makes you twitch. And when he’s done, there’s nothing he loves more than lying against your soft, warm body.
Jakub Dobes - this one’s hard. But I’m leaning towards tits. He’s got big hands. Perfect for taking one in each hand no matter if you’re an A cup or a double D. That’s another thing is he does not discriminate boob size. All boobs are good boobs. You’re insecure about your flat chest? Well he tells you “it’s easier to hold.” You’re insecure about your big chest? “There’s more to love” one thing that’s for sure is no matter what body part we’re talking about this man will NEVER let you think you’re anything but beautiful and perfect. So yes- I say tits… but he’s known to enjoy the rest of you just as much. He’s the kind of guy to kiss from head to toe, spending extra time on your breasts, tummy, and inner thighs just because he’s a little shit.
Cole Caufield - tits. He thinks the funniest shit is squeezing them like the “honk honk” motion Yknow? Like he’d do it in the middle of sex leaving you unimpressed and him in a fit of giggles. But in all seriousness, he loves having em in his mouth. Loves your low cut tops, push up bras, all of it. He’s also the type to use them as his personal stress relief, burying his face between your tits after the end of a long day.
Kaiden Guhle - ass. Now my logic is because he’s Albertan country boy coded and therefore he’d go fucking insane when you wear a pair of boot cut jeans that hug your ass just right. Idk I just feel this in my bones. Similar to Arber- he’s def a fan of scooping you up, hands holding your bum as he gives a cheeky squeeze. He’s a big big fan of pretty underwear too and doesn’t know how to function when you drop your pants to reveal yet another lacy get up that frames your cheeks in the most perfect way making them look exactly like his next meal.
Zack Bolduc - hmmm… I think tits. But this one really stumped me. At the end of the day I can see him being very into burying his face between your boobs as the ultimate form of stress relief (and foreplay, depends on his mood) you discovered at some point that when he’s irritating you (aka rage bating you or starting petty arguments) you can get him to shut up pretty damn quickly by flashing him. He now goes out of his way to irritate you…
Alex Newhook - neither! He’s a thighs man. And passionate about it. Sure he loves your boobs and butt, but he’s obsessed with your legs. He doesn’t just like gripping, squeezing, and slapping your thighs.. but he enjoys being suffocated between them whenever he gets the opportunity. (He’s an eater because I said so) he’s left way too many hickeys on your thighs rendering you unable to wear shorts for long stretches of time leaving him to giggle like an idiot at the sight of your bruised legs as a result of his insatiable appetite.
Kirby Dach - man’s loves that booty. Just a gut feeling. He gets very excited for swimwear season just so he can watch you suntan on your stomach, ass hanging out of whatever little bikini bottom you’re sporting. Even better when he gets to watch you play spike ball or volleyball in the sand, because he’s a pervert and he WILL be peeking over his sunglasses to see the jiggle. He’s a freak and a perv (consensually. Because he’s your bf and you love him)
Josh Anderson - ass, because he’s a big strong man who just gives the vibe of enjoying manhandling you which often results on you being ass up for his personal enjoyment. I have a bit of a theme with the ass men enjoying man handling lol more specifically than your ass though, he’s the type of guy to be very fond of your spine… kissing down it, pausing right below the curve of your ass, being sweet before he fucks you silly.
Alexandre Carrier - he too would claim “personality” like Nick. But he loves your boobs. Real big sucker for lacy push up bras. His eyes absolutely light up when he comes home from a hard night to discover you’re waiting back home, lounging around in sweatpants and a bra, oh so domestic and “casual” as if you didn’t specifically hand pick the bra you were wearing. Don’t even get me started on how he feels about you in pretty low cut evening gowns.
Jacob Fowler - ass, and he’s always looking for a chance to bury his face into it. He’s a big fan of sleep shorts that make your bum look extra plush and squishable. He’ll go in for a hug after a long roadie and his hands will without fail snake down… aaaannnddd the hug will become a lot more than a hug
Honourable mention: Martin St Louis - ok hear me out. Your legs. You love his and he loves yours. Sexy leg power couple. But if I have to choose, ass. He too would pull the casual “hand on the ass cheek” placement when in public and truly doesn’t give a fuck if anyone- media, his players, whom ever notices.
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warnings - 18+, unprotected sex, multiple creampies, Newy just being needy <3
I wrote this after game 7 against buffalo.. horny thoughts went crazy
Overtime. Game 7. 2-2.
You're on the couch and you can't breathe. Like actually can't breathe. Alex gets the puck at center ice and your heart just stops.
He's flying. Weaving through Buffalo's defense and fuck, you can see it. The way he's moving. He's gonna shoot.
The goalie's set. Everyone's frozen.
Alex shoots.
Time gets weird. The puck's spinning and you're holding your breath and then
Net. Light. Horn.
The place goes fucking insane.
Alex rips his helmet off and screams. You're screaming too, jumping off the couch. His teammates are all over him, dog pile on the ice, and the announcer's losing it. "ALEX NEWHOOK! MONTREAL WINS GAME 7” The camera zooms on his face. He's sweaty, hair stuck to his forehead and his eyes. Jesus. That look.
Something in your stomach clenches hard. You squeeze your thighs together.
Fuck. He's gonna be insane tonight.
2 AM. You hear his key in the lock.
You've been up. Couldn't sleep if you tried. You showered like an hour ago, threw on his Canadiens jersey. Nothing else. TV's still on his goal playing over and over. His interview where his voice was all rough and he kept looking at the camera like he was looking for you.
The door opens.
He's still in his suit. Tie loose, shirt unbuttoned at the top. Hair damp and there's this energy coming off him. Wild. Barely contained.
Then he sees you and his eyes go dark.
"You waited up." Voice already wrecked.
"Yeah." You stand. His eyes drag down your body and stop. "You were amazing."
He crosses the room fast. Three steps and his hands are on you, pulling you against him. He's already hard. You can feel it through his pants and he's shaking.
"I need you." He's breathing against your ear. "Fuck, I need you so bad. Been thinking about you the whole fucking game. Every shift. I couldn't focus. Just wanted to get home"
"Alex." Your hands slide up his chest. His heart's hammering. "I'm here."
He kisses you hard. Messy. All tongue and teeth. His hands slide under the jersey and he gasps against your mouth. Whole body shudders.
"Nothing-" He can barely talk. "God, baby, nothing underneath? You're gonna fucking kill me"
"I want you," you tell him.
His knees actually buckle. Just a little. But you feel it.
"Please." Forehead pressed to yours. Hips grinding. "Please, I need…I need to be inside you. Need to feel you. Fill you up. I can't—can't wait—"
You've never seen him like this. So desperate.
"Bedroom," you start to say but he's already lifting you. Your legs wrap around him and he stumbles. Actually trips over his own feet. Too worked up to walk straight. You can feel him hard against you through his pants.
"Can't." He presses you against the wall in the hallway. "Need you now. Right now."
His hands are shaking. Fumbling with his belt. Breathing hard, these short desperate gasps. You try to help and your fingers tangle with his. Both of you are clumsy and frantic. When he finally gets his cock out thick and hard and already wet at the tip he lines up right there.
"No condom." He's looking at you wild eyed. "Please, baby, I need to feel you. All of you. Need to fill you up. Please, please say yes"
"Yes alex”
He pushes in before you finish saying it.
Fuck. The stretch. It's….god. Intense. He's not gentle. Can't be. Too desperate. Bottoms out in one thrust and freezes. Trembling all over. This broken sound falls out of his mouth.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck." Face buried in your neck. "So good. So tight. Wet. I can feel everything. I feel you squeezing me. I'm not—I can't—"
He starts moving. Fast. Desperate. Hips snapping forward hard and the angle's so deep. You can feel every inch. Every ridge. The heat of him bare inside you.
"Need to fill you." Voice breaking. "Come inside you. Fill you so deep. Been thinking about it all night. Please, please"
"Yes." Your nails dig into his shoulders. "Give me everything"
He whimpers. Rhythm gets sloppy. "Its too good. gonna come already. Can't help it. Need to—"
"Do it." You clench around him.
That's it. One more deep thrust and he stills. Cock pulsing as he comes with this broken cry. You can feel it. The warmth. The way he throbs. It sets you off too and you clench around him, milking him.
"Fuck, yes." He's grinding deeper while he comes. "Take it. All of it. Want you full."
He stays inside while you both try to breathe. Still shaking. He's still hard somehow.
"Bedroom." He finally manages. "Need…need you in bed. Need to do this right. Fill you again."
"Again?" But you can feel him getting harder.
"Again and again." He's carrying you this time. He doesn’t pull out. "Gonna fill you all night. Im gonna make sure you're dripping."
He lays you on the bed. Pulls out. You both watch his cum start to leak out. His eyes go almost feral.
"Fuck, look at that." Fingers immediately push it back in. "Look how full you are. Not enough though. Need to give you more."
He's fully hard again. Gets between your thighs, looking down at you with those desperate eyes.
"Can I?" Already nudging at your entrance. "Please baby? Need to be inside you. Need to fill you more. I can't think straight"
"Yes." You spread wider. "Take what you need"
He pushes in smoothly this time. You both gasp. You're so wet now.. your arousal and his cum…he just slides in.
"Oh god." Starts moving right away. "So wet. Messy. Can feel myself inside you. I can feel how full you are. gonna make you fuller."
Slower this time. More deliberate. But just as desperate. Each thrust deep and grinding against that spot that makes you see white.
"So deep," you gasp. Hands gripping his arms.
"Need to be deeper." Hooks your legs over his shoulders. Changes the angle. "Need to be so deep. Fill the deepest parts. Need you to feel me for days."
The new angle has him impossibly deep and you cry out. Back arching.
"That's it baby. Eyes locked where you're joined. "Take me deeper. Let me fill you. You're so fucking perfect. Made to take me. Made to be filled by me."
His dirty talk is making you insane. Another orgasm building already.
"Touch yourself." Voice rough. "Wanna feel you come on my cock while I fill you"
Your hand slides between you and finds your clit. The extra sensation makes you clench and he whimpers. Hips stutter.
"Like that." Voice breaking. "Gonna come. Gonna fill you. Can't stop. Need to give you everything"
"Alex." Fingers moving faster. "I'm close."
"Me too." Gasping. "Come with me. Please. Need to feel you come while I'm- need it so bad, please-"
His begging does it. Your orgasm hits hard. Whole body shaking. You feel him thrust deep and still, cock pulsing as he fills you again.
"Yes, fuck, yes." Grinding deep. "Can you feel it? How much I needed this?"
You can only nod. Can't talk. Still shaking.
He collapses next to you. Pulls you against him right away. Hand sliding down to your lower belly. Possessive.
"Can feel it." Almost reverent. "I can feel how full you are"
You turn to look at him. His eyes are soft now. Satisfied. For now anyway.
"Best night of my life." His voice was quiet. He kisses your forehead. "The goal, the win, coming home to you, filling you... all of it."
You smile. Heart swelling. "Eastern Conference Finals, baby. You're going all the way."
He grins. That cocky look coming back. "Damn right." Hand slides lower, between your thighs. Feeling the mess. "But first I need to celebrate more. Think you can take another round?"
You feel him getting hard against your hip already. You laugh breathlessly. "You're needy."
"Only for you." Rolling on top of you again. Settling between your thighs. "Only you and I'm not done yet. Not even close."
He pushes inside again. You both moan. Oversensitive. So wet and messy but he fits perfectly.
"Gonna keep you in bed all night." He starts a slow rhythm. "Till you can't walk tomorrow. Till everyone knows you're mine."
And he does. Again and again. Sometimes fast and desperate. Sometimes slow and deep. But always that same intensity.
By the time the sun comes up you're exhausted but satisfied Alex is finally sated, curled around you.
"Love you." his voice sleepy
"Love you too." you're already drifting off.
As you fall asleep you can't help thinking..if this is how he celebrates a Game 7 win, you can't wait to see what happens if they win the Conference Finals.
cole couldn't help but laugh. it's your own fault. you'd agreed to the bet. and you'd lost.
for a little background, the canadiens' locker room is unlike any other locker room in the league. for starters, you're on it. so, there's that. but also because it's kind of just a big old love fest. or sex fest. depending on how you look at it.
it's open. you guys just have a whole lot of love and affection to go around. you're all hooking up. and there's no jealousy, no resentment, no anything like that.
back to the bet now. you and cole had made the bet. if you got a hat trick in your last game, you would win and decide something for him to do. but you didn't, so... you're getting it.
your losing punishment? you have to wear a remote controlled vibrator all day. during practice, during workout, during team cool down. all controlled by cole. or so you thought.
'come on, baby. open up.' cole said, hands on your thighs, pushing them open.
you'd already had your panties off. he'd gotten ones for you that the vibrator could easily slip in and sit there perfectly nestled against your clit.
'i hate you.' you said again as he slipped it in and slid them up.
'love you, too, baby.' cole said, flicking the vibrator on with the remote. lowest setting for now.
you inhaled sharply, already feeling it. the door to the training room you were in opened and nick walked in.
'what's going on here?' he asked, taking in the sight of you with your bottom half bare.
cole held up the remote, wiggling it, pressing the button to make you flinch again.
'oh.' nick said. 'you lost the bet.' he realized, grinning.
cole handed the remote over to the captain, who immediately flicked it up one setting. you just about jumped, not having expected it.
'fuck... you...' you managed to breathe out.
'later.' cole said with a grin, kissing you on the forehead as he helped you into your leggings again and stand up.
nick pocketed the remote, reaching his arm out for you to hold on to so that you could walk out and head to the locker room. where you were immediately met with knowing looks the minute you walked in. your face is already flushed, and your thighs are pressed tight together.
kaiden couldn't help but laugh. 'oh no.' he said.
you tried to ignore everyone. you have to at least try to. lord knows you're going to be teased relentlessly for the rest of the day. you didn't even notice that nick had slid the remote over to brendan until you felt the vibrations soar through you and make your knees almost buckle. he'd turned it up to the highest setting, and then all the way back down again.
your head snapped up, trying to look around to see who looked funnily guilty, eyes trying to narrow but instead rolling back in pleasure to the back of your head.
'oops. sorry, baby.' brendan said. but he actually wasn't sorry at all.
zack passed by you from behind, squeezing your hips and nipping at your earlobe before he was gone. oh, they certainly aren't going to make this easy or fun for you today.
you tried to make your way to your stall to actually get ready for practice when marty walked in. oh no.
he took one look at your face, your eyes wet. 'are you okay?' he asked.
you nodded, inhaling sharply and biting your lip when another vibration shot up through you. you knew who the culprits were this time. juraj and ivan were over there giggling like little schoolgirls.
'are you sure?' marty asked, feeling your forehead. your flushed. are you sick?
'yeah... i'm fine.' you managed to stutter out as they hit the button once again. you accidentally let a tiny moan slip, but marty didn't hear it. thank god.
'okay. just... take it easy on the ice today.' he turned to look at the rest of the room. 'ice in five.'
then he was gone back out. 'you're all assholes.' you said, attempting to walk over to your stall but your thighs kept clenching together at the feeling of the vibrator going constantly now.
jake and alex had their stalls on either side of you, and you yelped as they both reached over and gave your tits a firm squeeze through your flimsy top. and they laughed. of course they did.
'i hate every single one of you.' you said, pointing at all of them around the room as another shock wave went through your body. sam this time.
'no, you don't.' noah said, leaning down and slapping your covered pussy as he passed by, making the vibrator hum against your clit even harder.
it was hard keeping it together on the ice. especially when mike tried to give in just before you guys went out there. he pulled your body flush against his, gear and all, pinning you to the wall and ravishing your lips with his.
cole clicked his tongue as he went by. 'billy... no. baby lost the bet. she's gotta deal with the consequences.' he said, actually having to pull mike's hand away from where it was slowly trailing down and attempting to slide into your pants.
'you're so mean.' you whined. you were almost crying at this point. and they'd barely even done anything yet.
'oh, baby. you have no idea just how mean we can be.' josh said as he walked by, a ghost of a kiss being pressed to the corner of your mouth.
they fortunately didn't play with the remote controlling the vibrations at all on the ice. that would've been hard to get away with. but that didn't stop them from teasing you. especially jakub.
any time you were parked in front of his net, he was coming up behind you all menacing, pressing his chest into your back, making you feel the heat of him even through your gear. when no one was looking, he'd even dip his hands down, patting or squeezing your ass.
thankfully, no media for you today. that would've been so extremely hard. the guys like to watch when you do media. mainly because some reporters can be really invasive. arber usually. in your rookie season, he'd almost punched out a reporter for insinuating you were sleeping with the entire roster. i mean, true... but also uncalled for.
speaking of arber, he's sitting next to you in the medical room as you're getting your treatment for the afternoon. he doesn't have the remote, but that's not gonna stop him from teasing. you aren't even sure who has it this point, but it's a constant buzz against you now. no stopping.
the medical intern can tell something is up. your face is bright red and you flinch every single time she moves your legs into a different position.
'are you injured, y/n?' she asked.
'no. she's just really tight today.' arber said with a tiny smirk, chuckling under his breath at his own innuendo.
you leaned over, slapping him on the arm. way to embarrass you. but the trainer just brushed it off, thinking you guys were just joking around.
your legs were shaking and your body convulsing as you finally made your way back to the team lounge. you actually had to grab onto the kitchen counter to hold yourself up as you attempting to glare at everyone in the room. but to no avail because a moan finally slipped out past your lips.
'who has it?' you whined out.
you looked around. no one seemed to be doing anything. not until your eyes landed on lane. who had his hand in his pocket.
'laney...' you whimpered out. 'you're supposed to be on my side.'
you attempted to move towards him to grab it, but jacob was quicker, grabbing it from lane's grip and turning it up to the highest setting as him and david started fighting over it.
'oh, fuck.' you cried out, falling to the floor at this point. 'it's not funny!' you cried out when they all started laughing.
'gonna come already, laska?' juraj teased.
mike tried to grab the remote from jacob, trying to give you at least some reprieve, but the young goaltender was quicker. he tossed it over to florian, who held it tight to his chest and out of reach.
but then all of a sudden you were off the floor. your leggings were gone in two seconds flat and your panties were pushed down, exposing the vibrator and your absolutely soaked pussy.
'fuck.' brendan breathed out. still the prettiest sight they'd ever seen. all for them.
you were spread open on carrier's lap, thighs spread out on both of his legs, stretching you open as he pressed your belly and held you back tight against his chest.
kirby grabbed the vibrator as it fell away from you and out of your panties. 'keep 'em open, baby.' he said, pressing it back onto your clit.
you thrashed and writhed on carrier's lap. he tightened his grip on you pulling you back flush against him and keeping you there, tightening his grip by spreading his palm out flat over your stomach.
your hips still thrashed and bucked. you're so overstimulated now. it's not gonna take you very long to finish. not when they'd all been working you up and teasing you and edging you all day.
your hand reached down, grabbing onto kirby's wrist and holding it tight as he pressed the vibrator on your clit, moving it back and forth. his other hand also slid between your slick thighs, sliding two fingers into your sopping wet cunt.
his fingers made a squelching sound against your walls as he started moving them in and out of you. you clenched down, pussy spasming. your hips bucked, driving the vibrator futher onto your clit as carrier reached down and flicked it up another setting.
your head fell back onto his shoulder, eyes screwed tightly shut in pleasure as it overtook you, mouth falling open in what were now silent screams since you'd seemingly lost your ability to even moan out. it just felt too good. finally getting the release you've been craving even since cole put that stupid vibrator on you.
'go on, baby. come for us.' carrier whispered in your ear in french. oh holy shit.
your entire body shook as your orgasm hit you like a freight train, hips trying to buck up against carrier's grip as kirby also moved to hold your thighs down as he brushed the vibrator over you one more time, letting it get soaked with your fluids.
you moaned out. extremely loud. everyone in the building is gonna know what you guys are doing in here. oh, well. it feels too good. you weren't even saying words at this point, just babbles and nonsense as the pleasure overtook you.
'shh.' kirby whispered, rubbing soothing circles into the skin of your thighs now as you came down from that high.
'jesus, baby. we should make bets more often.' cole teased.
you opened one eye to look at him as you caught your breath as arber grabbed a cloth to clean up the mess on the inside of your thighs.
