My Warrior | Brendan Gallagher (NSFW)
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brendan had gotten into another fight on the ice. yes, again. and to no surprise what started it was him standing right in front of the net and being called for goalie interference once again. that's his thing.
unfortunately though, this time ended in a more graphic sight. blood dripping down his face from the amount of cuts he had all over his forehead. his knuckles bloody and bruised. and worst of all, now a broken hand.
it's not the first time brendan has broken his hand, so the bones are more fragile. but now it's put him out of the lineup for quite a bit. also means he can't do much as he of course requires his hand to do everything.
it sucks for the both of you. because as hot as you think it is when brendan fights, it gets him injured, and you don't like that. and for him, well, he's a big worship guy. loves being between your thighs eating you out or having his hand cupping your pussy, a couple fingers sliding into you.
he can't do any of that now. the doctor advised him no strenuous activity that requires use of his hands. at all. not even the other hand. which means... the two of you aren't having a lot of sex right now.
but that doesn't mean you can't do anything to him. you're so used to him worshipping you that maybe you should flip the tables and do some worshipping on him for tonight.
you're cuddling on your shared bed, brendan's broken hand wrapped up in a cast and splint and resting on a pillow to keep it elevated. your head is resting on his chest, fingers tracing patterns on his skin.
and slowly, inch by inch, you began to trail your hand downwards towards his shorts.
'baby.' brendan warned. he knows what you're doing.
'what?' you asked innocently.
'we're not supposed to do anything.' he pointed out.
'no, you're not supposed to do anything.' you corrected, shifting so you were now laying on your stomach in between his thighs that had automatically parted for you.
'that doesn't mean i can't worship you for once.' you said, reaching into his shorts to wrap your hand around his hardening cock, stroking it slowly until it formed into a full erection.
'my warrior.' you whispered, pulling the waistband down and pressing a kiss to his tip. 'my fighter. always look so good out there.'
you could already feel the tension in his body disappearing and his body relaxing into the soft sheets of your bed.
you leaned down, opening your mouth to take his cock in, hollowing out your cheeks, using your hand to stroke the inches you couldn't take in.
you swirled your tongue around the tip and then lifted your mouth off, dragging your tongue down the bulging vein on the side and back up, sucking on just the tip this time.
he grabbed your hair, not pushing you down, just tangling his hand in it. then hissed as you lightly dragged your teeth across him, hips bucking up into your mouth and making you take all of him as his cock hit the back of your throat.
you dug your fingertips into his thighs, nails making indents as your eyes watered. you relaxed your throat, determined to take all of him and make him come.
'fuck, baby, so good.' brendan groaned out, making you moan at the praise around him, sending shivers through his body.
he fully tangled his hands in your hair now, pushing you down further so every inch was in your mouth, your nose brushing his base. you inhaled, relaxing your throat more and inhaling the familar and comforting scent of him.
you felt his body go rigid, his balls tightening and his thighs tensing. he's close.
but you pulled away, kitten licking at the tip now just to tease him and keep it going longer.
'you gonna come, bren?' you whispered, slowly stroking him now.
'baby...' he whined out, trying to tug you back down by his grip on your hair.
you obliged, opening your mouth wide to take him again, swirling your tongue and keeping up the kitten licks and tiny kisses.
you let him push you down further by the hair, hollowing your cheeks out once again as you took him as deep as your throat would allow you to.
you felt the telltale signs again, and this time you didn't pull away. brendan couldn't help but let out a really load groan and no warning as he pushed you down as far as he could and shot his load down your throat.
you kept sucking him, even as his cock softened in your mouth. but you wanted to make sure you got every drop as your throat worked and you swallowed. you were helping him ride out the orgasm.
you wiped your lips and licked at them as you pulled away, running a hand through your now thoroughly tousled hair. then you were shuffling on your knees up next to him to lay on his chest again.
brendan stuttered. he thought you were gonna ride him now like you usually do after you suck him off.
you knew what he was thinking and shook your head. 'nothing else. doctor's orders.' you teased.
he threw his head back in an exasperated groan. 'you're such a menace.' he said.
'your menace.' you said, pressing a kiss to his chest above his heart. 'but you love me. and i love you.'















