#nicojack

it wasn't a thing.

it was just summer. just the lake house. born of the consequences of the heat and too many beers after a boat day.

it brewed between moments. luke was distracted by his old umich teammates visiting; the house was crowded enough to allow you to slip away unnoticed, loud enough to muffle any noise.

you drifted down the hall towards jack's room, heart pounding from the thrill. the door was cracked open.

he was there, leaned against the dresser. his linen shirt was unbuttoned enough to offer you a peek of his tanned chest, sleeves rolled up to his forearms. the way he looked at you made your chest tighten and your belly twirl, reminding you of the danger.

luke had been your best friend since your freshman year at michigan. you trusted him in a way that felt natural; the trust that came from late night study sessions, spring break road trips, and too many overpriced drinks at rick's.

it made this so much more complicated.

"finally," jack groans, pushing off the dresser. "thought you'd chicken out."

"you said two minutes," you shoot back with a scoff, feigning annoyance despite the grin growing on your face.

"it's been five."

jack doesn't waste a second. a hand slipping around your waist, tugging you close enough to find your lips, hungry and fast.

you gasp into the kiss, fingers tangling in the fabric of his white button up. his hand presses firm against the small of your back as he subtly grinds his hips against yours.

"gotta be quick," you murmur, head tilting back to offer him more surface area as he nips down your throat. "i told luke i'd-" you cut yourself off with a gasp as jack's hands squeeze the fat of your ass.

he pulls back with a cocky grin.

"told him you'd what?"

"fuck you, J," he lets out an oof as you shove him down to the mattress with a roll of your eyes. he lands back on his elbows, grinning smugly up at you.

"it'd be my pleasure."

his hands find the hem of your tank top, dragging it up and over your head. a choked noise escapes from the back of his throat as your bare tits bounce free, hands automatically coming up to pinch and squeeze at the mounds.

"walking around here without a bra? what happened to my sweet girl, huh?" jack mumbles, gloating in the noise he tears from your lips as he tugs your nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger.

he tugs your shorts down, leaving you in only a pair of white cotton panties that are considerably wetter than they were before you walked into his room.

his hands drag you by your hips, settling you down in his lap, thighs spread on either side of his. he tugs his shorts down just enough to free his aching cock, letting it smack up against your bare inner thigh.

he tugs your panties to the side, sliding the head of his cock between your folds. his tip bumps your clit, drawing a moan from you that's a bit too loud for his comfort and he immediately swallows it with a messy, open-mouthed kiss.

he lifts you up just enough to position the tip of his cock at your entrance.

"c'mon, angel. ride it for me," he encourages, hands dragging up and down the smooth skin of your waist. you let out a little whine, sinking down on his cock and he groans at the feeling of your warm, wet heat enveloping him. the stretch of him is delicious, leaving a fluttery feeling in your tummy.

Admittedly going out to the bar after a home game loss was maybe not their wisest move. They're just angry and frustrated.

So when they spotted y/n, her Rangers sweater catching their gaze while she's in Newark? That was already a punishable offence and as members of the Devils. They owe the team to let her know.

"Hey." Nico greets as y/n exits the bar and gets a yard or so down the street after a giggly goodbye to her friends.

Her body rebounds from the tall Swiss only to land against another taller body who seems to bring his hands up and catch her waist to steady her.

"I got you." Jack states not removing his hands from her.

"H-Hi." Y/n stutters looking between the two men. Her tipsy brain seems to be trying to remind her where she recognises them from but she can't clear the brain fog to know. "Do I know you guys?"

"You shouldn't be walking home alone. It's not safe." Nico states while she looks between the men.

"We'll give you a ride." Jack assures her and y/n is honestly too scared to argue.

If cat got your tongue, was embodied it would be y/n right now. She's practically carried by Jack to a car and while she does try to give him her address, she doesn't take long to realise that she's not going home.

"So you're a Rangers fan in Jersey?" Jack questions and the realisation hits her like a ton of bricks.

Her brain just needed the hint to push her over the edge of realisation.

"Jack Hughes-you're Jack and you're Nico Hischier."

"Good girl." Nico smirks from the driver's seat, not having drank since he knew he'd be driving and drinking while angry wasn't going to be a wise combination. Really he'd gone out to find someone who would take his anger.

And who better than a Rangers fan who needs to be taught where he loyalty should lie if she's going to live in New Jersey.

"You're a Rangers fan?" Jack questions making her breath hitch, the look of disappointment combine with a look in his eye that almost makes her shudder. "And you're walking around Newark like that's ok?"

"I...I didn't-I mean I am a Rangers fan but...I didn't think it was that big of a deal." Y/n rambles watching him look at her for a moment.

"What's your name?" Nico asks as he seems to pull up and come to a stop, parking the car while Jack climbs out and offering his hand to her which she states only in fear of what might happen if she doesn't.

"Y/n." Y/n states earning a nod before Jack seems to hand her over to Nico.

"We should get you some water." Nico smiles but even in he slightly inebriated state she can tell that his expression isn't sincere. It's obvious he has some intentions that are innocent.

She's in an apartment within a minute, noting the sound of the door clicks as Jack follows herself and Nico in.

Nico stays true to his word and gets her some water, though she feels a little uncomfortable under their intense gaze as they watch her.

Y/n swallows thickly as she places the glass down.

"We think you need to be shown where your loyalty in hockey should lie." Jack states suddenly behind her and his breath hitting her neck makes her body jump.

Jack's hands have crept under the sweater as he gently pulls her back giving Nico room to step in front of her and knock the Yankees cap off her head. Less bothered about that before he's pull her sweater up and over her head, throwing it aside without a second glance.

"That's better." He smiles stopping her hands in an instant when she tries to bring them up to cover herself. "No."

"We're going to show you how good the Devils can make you feel." Jack whispers making her swallow and go to say something but Nico's lips beat her voice and she's muted in a kiss.

Y/n feels Jack's lips kissing between her shoulders before they move up towards the back of her neck.

Really y/n knows this is wrong and there's part of her willing herself to just stop the two men, to find her voice and strength but in truth their touch, each kiss and small groan from the two stops her from making any real attempt to do anything but submit.

Nico's lips dip to her chest, the brush of his stubble scratching her skin making goosebumps in a ripple over her skin. She can feel herself pulsing as her thighs press together only to her feet kicked apart forcing her legs open again. Her body completely at their mercy.

Jack's hands push the jeans she's wearing down and suddenly she's just completely naked. She feels his hand snake around from her hip and Jack groans loudly feeling her pussy as her body jumps from his fingers invading her pussy. He groans from behind her which seems to motivate Nico to pick y/n up, hiking her legs around his waist and carrying her to the living room and getting her on the sofa. Her straddling his large body.

"I want to feel your mouth and you're going to let Jack feel that pussy." Nico states, his accent a little thicker like he's drunk on her.

"She can take it." Jack declares catching her chin and giving her a far more forceful and aggressive than Nico's. Clearly he's the rougher of the two which pulls a string of fear to the surface knowing he's the one who's going to be fucking her. "Don't forget, she supports the enemy."

Y/n shivers at the coldness of Jack's tone with that reminder and before she can say anything in her own defence, her hips are grabbed and she's repositioned on her hands and knees with her head over Nico's crotch.

"I'm sick of waiting." Jack mutters already pressing his tip to her pussy which would make her jolt forward if he didn't already have a bruising grip on her hips.

"Wait I-"

Jack's pushed into her to the hilt, cutting her hesitation off as she tries to look at Nico but ends up face into his thigh from the force of Jack's movement.

She's only given long enough to pull herself together enough to notice Nico's dick is out and in her haze, she's on autopilot as her body guides her through what she's doing. Her hand gently gripping his base before taking his length into her mouth and as if Nico give Jack the ok, the younger man starts moving.

Y/n's hair is gathered into Nico's hand and while she initially had the control. She's now entirely under their hold.

Her mind is torn between what she can focus on, the feeling of Jack's dick stretching her, rubbing against her walls, hitting her g-spot with precision and yet she's sure he's not even aware that he's hitting it. His own mind selfishly focused on himself while Nico's head is dropped back and with each push of her head down his length, he's managing to force ore and more down her throat, the restriction as she tries not to gag from the feeling of him hitting unexplored territory and getting more aggressive as the seconds pass.

Y/n is so focused on the sensations that by the time she's on the edge of her own orgasm purely from being manhandled by the two men. Her pussy practically locks around Jack's length actually forcing him to stop short of hurting himself on the withdrawal.

Nico's dick is planted deep him her throat blocking her airways as she cums around him. But the feeling of her body constricting triggers both men into cumming inside her. Y/n forced to swallow with Nico as a second wave of her orgasm washes over her at the feeling of Jack's cum filling her up.

Y/n pushes off of Nico forcefully, coughing as her lungs burn from the lack of air but she can't hold up her weight for long. Her body not used to being used by two men at once.

The world doesn't take long to pretty much go black after that with her feeling her body fall as the last thing that she can sense.

Nico catches y/n's body just before she's falls sideways off the sofa.

"You think she'll be a Rangers fan after this?" Jack smirks pushing his cum back into her as it leaks out.

"We'll just have to do it again if she is." Nico states as he pulls her hair back from her face with her head resting on his thigh. "We'll keep it up till it sticks."

-

Y/n's body aches as she finally comes around, a groan passing her lips as she shifts before she slowly comes to her senses.

Her body is adorned in a hoodie with nothing from the waist down but a tell-tale stickiness brings back memories her brain had momentarily protected her from.

"Fuck." Y/n whispers then shoving her face in the pillow.

Wherever the Devils captain and golden boy duo who possibly changed the chemistry of y/n's brain for good are, she's not sure. They aren't in bed with her.

Y/n can feel the ghosts of their touch. Her throat aching from Nico, the soreness between her legs and the tenderness of her waist from Jack.

It takes a few minutes of building courage and motivation before she finally manages to get herself up on her feet. A few deep breaths as she creeps out of the room, tugging the hoodie down as she becomes hyperaware of the fact she's still so exposed.

"Morning." Nico greets spotting the young woman, arms hugging around herself, her eyes flicking around the room looking for the other hockey player. "Jack went to grab some food."

"Right." Y/n mumbles then licking her lips, hyperaware of how badly she needs some water but too scared to ask while Nico watches amused by how fearful she is.

"We didn't hurt you."

"You picked me off the street when I was drunk and alone."

"You had a good time. There's a stain on the sofa to prove it." Nico states earning a huff before he moves around the counter towards her.

Nico had seemed like the gentler and maybe softer man between him and Jack last night. But in daylight without the contrast of Jack, he seems larger and darker and more willing to throw his weight around as he pinches her chin.

"You can leave if you want. I'm not stopping you." Nico smiles, dimples appearing despite the insincerity of his expression. "We just wanted to win you over onto the right side of loyalty...you look good in Devils merch."

Y/n frowns as he steps back and she looks down at the hoodie, a New Jersey Devils with a 13 stamped on the left side of the chest. His team, his number and she's wearing it.

"I can't leave." Y/n states finally looking up before jumping a little when she finds him back in front of her now with a glass of water.

"Why not?"

"I'm half naked and I can guess my clothes won't be handed back to me willingly."

Nico smirks at that statement as she takes the water and he backs away from her, still not saying a word to address what she's saying. But before she can say anything, the sound of the door opening catches her attention before she decides that she can't wait any longer and decides to just down some of the water.

Her brain is fried and the dehydration combine with an empty stomach and sore body is starting to make it too hard to focus on anything.

"I got pancakes, waffles, fruit and yoghurt? I figured there's some range. Also some smoothies and a green juice for you." Jack states handing the green juice to Nico with a look of grimace before he actually acknowledges y/n. "Morning, y/n. You need to eat."

"I need my clothes and to go home."

Jack looks at Nico in questions but the Swiss only shrugs and reiterates that no one is stopping her from leaving if that's what she wants.

"You need to eat before you go anywhere." Jack smiles, but there's no gentleness or softness in his voice as he moves around and guides her to sit at the counter. "Pancakes or waffles?"

Y/n sighs looking between then men before she mumbles pancakes and Nico seems to wash and cut up some of the fruit for her, giving her some berries.

"These are for you. Washed and dried. The Rangers sweater had to go. So you'll just have to wear that hoodie or borrow something else." Jack declares placing her jeans down once she's done and her body feels more with it but when she reaches for her jeans he pulls them away from her. "You get these on one condition."

"Anything."

"You come back when we call. Or we'll find you." Jack states and y/n hesitates, her gaze flicking to Nico who is watching her with careful eyes. "Ok?"

"What happened if you find me?"

"Then last night will feel like a gift from god compared to what we'll make you feel." Nico smirks but it feels more like he's not feeling quite as threatening as his words are trying to be.

Jack's eyes sparkle as he waits for the answer he knows is coming.

"Ok. I'll do whatever you want me to do." Y/n nods since honestly Nico's words do feel more tempting than scary.

In truth, they went about seducing her in an unconventional way. Had they approached her in another way, even while she was still in the bar or caught her and been a little kinder outside. She would've probably happily gone with them, but the two clearly targeted her out of anger for the support to their rival team and there was something within them that had to punish her.

And somehow that doesn't stop her from pressing her thighs together at the memory of how they made her feel last night. It's probably the best sex she's ever had and they were both acting seriously.

"Are the two of you really going to share me?"

"Yes." They answer not even needing to exchange a look or hesitate as they speak.

"Ok." Y/n nods then biting her lip. "Can I shower before I go anywhere or get dressed into anything?"

"Only if you want us in there with you giving you another taste of both of us. Nico wants as feel at your pussy around him." Jack states moving behind her, that same familiar feeling of his breath hitting her neck as his eyes look at the older man. "You can make him feel as good as I did while I get to see what your throat can take after he bruised up your tonsils?"