VindicatedSpider🕸️

You sat on your couch as you scrolled through the book on your kindle. Reading some cheesy fantasy romance novel as the sound of tv drowned out around you.

Mack had spent the day with Will and some other friends while you stood back. You cleaned up the apartment and then spent the rest of the afternoon pampering yourself.

You weren’t the best at keeping up on your maintenance. So, you had gone into makeup stores, clothing stores and even a store Mack had liked because you wanted to get him something too.

Before heading back home you had decided to get your nails and toes done. Usually you did them yourself, but lately you haven’t given them much thought. Mack always pushed for you to treat yourself, but you couldn’t fathom paying well over $100 for a mani and pedi.

However, you have been super busy and stressed at work so you decided now was the time to splurge. Mack also liked to put a little money in your bank account every now and then. You fought him every time because he never just put $20 in, it was always large amounts of money.

You’d scold him, and he’d roll his eyes and say it makes him happy to give you play money. Today you decided to dig into that play money and get pretty acrylic nails and a spa pedicure.

The front door clicked open and Mack walked in. Bubbly and smiling as always. You always joked that he looked like a happy shark turned human. He’d blush and look away embarrassed by it.

The shared apartment was open concept so he could see you laid out on the couch the minute he walked in. His eye lit up and he threw his keys into the bowl on the counter.

“My gorgeous lady” he said as he walks over

“Hi my love” you respond as you place your kindle on your chest, smiling up at him

Leaning down he pecks your lips and then your forehead.

“Smells so clean in here” he said as he takes his shoes off and holds them in his hands

“I spent like three hours cleaning the whole apartment” you say laughing as he takes in the sight

“It’s gorgeous in here, you always have it spotless” he says as he unbuckles his belt

“Thank you baby, how was your day?” You ask him as you flip the page

“Oh it was nice, Gabe is in visiting Will so we all went to play some golf” he says as he pulls his belt off

“That’s nice, I’m sure Will loved spending all day with the two of you” you say chuckling softly

“Yeah it was great. I’m going to take a shower I’m lathered in layers of sunscreen and I stink like outside” he says unbuckling his shorts

“That’s what that stench is” you reply back pinching your nose close

“Oh whatever!” He says blushing and stomping away to your shared bedroom

Waiting for Mack to return from his shower you flipped through the tv menu. Landing on some old rom com from the 80s. You turned back to your kindle and flipped through the pages some more.

Mack returned after a while. Hair wet and slicked back, sweatpants hung really low and compression shirt clung to all the right places. He lifts your legs and plops down on the couch, placing them over his lap as he grabs the tv remote.

“Oh someone’s dressing sexy to go to bed” you say as you peak over at him

“Have to look good for my woman” he says as he throws you a wink

“Are you hungry?” You ask him

“No the boys and I ate dinner before heading back” he responds as his tongue sticks out slightly while he shifts through the channels

“Okay good because I cooked and I really didn’t want to get up and reheat your plate I’m so comfy here” you say laughing as you stretch slightly

“What did you do today?” He asked as he landed on what seemed to be a John Wick film

“Cleaned mostly and did some shopping, I got you something but they didn’t have your size in store so it’s being shipped here and no I’m not telling you it’s a surprise, and lastly I did my nails and toes” you say shimming in your seat

“Let me see pretty girl” he says almost instantly

Placing the kindle next to you, you lift up and show him your nails. Medium length pointed nails in a light ballerina pink that compliment your warm skin tone. His eyes widened and he looked at you before winking

“These are so pretty I love the shape and color. My mind's definitely wandering” he says in a hush tone as his eyes rake up and down your body.

“And my pedicure look how good my toes look” you say shaking your legs against him

He looks down at your feet, taking your legs into his hands as he rubs his large warm hands against your silky calves.

“Oh I love the French design and you’re so soft” he says as his hands rub from your ankles to your calves

“Thank you baby. I got a spa pedicure and they used paraffin and all these lotions and oils. I loved it” you say to him

“Oh I’m glad, you deserve it” he says as his hand slides down to actually massage your foot.

You chatted a bit more, but Mack turned to one of his books on the coffee table. Both engulfed in the warmth of your apartment as you read in silence other than the tv as background noise.

His hand is still massaging your feet and legs, stopping to flip a page. You weren’t sure what happened, but you felt the shift in Mack. His lower body became more lax and his hips buckled up.

Mack had stopped reading his own book, his gaze dropping from his page to your foot resting against his crotch. He wasn’t moving his hands anymore; he was just watching.

Then, he moved. It was subtle at first—a slight, rhythmic pressure against your sole. You froze, your breath hitching in your throat as you realized what he was doing. He shifted his hips, his sweatpants rough against your skin, and began to grind slowly, purposefully, against your foot.

“Mack…what are you doing?” You asked in a whisper as you barely moved a muscle

“No-nothing” he says back in a hushed whimper

He watched your face, his eyes dark and heavy, tracking your reaction as the realization sank in. The way he pressed into you was deliciously hot, his movements becoming more fluid and demanding. He was using your foot to find his friction, his breathing growing ragged and shallow.

He was rutting against you like a puppy with its favorite chew toy. You didn’t even know how to react, but the sight was hitting you straight in your core. Your own breathing becomes shallow as he watches you intensely.

His book has been long forgotten, and he holds your foot against him firmly. Redness creeping up his neck and cascading over his cheeks. He was almost drooling on you and had to catch himself multiple times.

You didn’t even know what to say. You were so turned on by what you were seeing. Mack uses you to get off. Watching you intently as his mouth hangs open and he moans.

“You’re a dirty dirty boy” you say in a hush manner

“Mmmm fuck, when you talk like that you make me want to cum” he says in a whimper as his hips roll harder

You fully lowered your kindle, your heart hammering against your chest, but you couldn't bring yourself to pull away. The sensation of his building tension against your skin was electric.

Every time he pushed forward, the friction sent a jolt of heat straight up your leg and to your core. He wasn't just using you for release; he was making it an act of worship, his eyes locked onto yours, challenging you to look away as he let his control completely shatter.

He leaned back, his jaw tight, his hands gripping your ankles with white-knuckled intensity. The rhythm intensified, his movements becoming sharper, more desperate.

You don’t even know what came about or this happened, but you were extremely turned on by Mack.

“You’re such a good boy for me aren’t you? Using me like a puppy uses its toy?” You ask him in a whisper

“Please please omg you can’t say stuff like that to me” he moans out as he swallows thickly

Loud whimpers leave his mouth as he babbles, pleads and whines. You could tell he was about to orgasm soon you could feel it in the way his hips rutted against your foot.

His fingers dug into the soft flesh of your calf, anchoring you to him as his hips surged upward in a desperate, rhythmic hunt for friction.

You could feel how hard he was against you, the balls of your feet rubbing against the head of his dick and he hissed each time.

“I can’t, I can't I’m going to cum” he moans out as his chest rises and falls rapidly

You slightly shift your foot back and his grip on you tightens.

"Don't move," he whines, his voice a pathetic and dripping in desire. "Just like that... stay right there."

His hips jutted hard and without warning and you knew he was cumming. He let out a low, guttural sound, a mix of a growl and a plea as he bucked his hips hard against your arch one last time. You felt the sudden, hot dampness seep through his sweatpants, spreading against your skin. It was a searing, heavy warmth that made your breath catch.

He didn't pull away. Instead, he pressed your foot deeper into the mess he’d made, his hand trembling as he guided your heel to grind slowly into the soaked fabric. Shuddering because he was sensitive. Mack wanted you to feel every bit of his undoing. He looked up at you, his face flushed and sweat-slicked, his expression raw and completely stripped of his usual composure. His cheeks blotchy and pink and his green eyes fucked out.

"Look at what you did to me," he whispered, his thumb tracing the line of your ankle while your foot remained pinned to the wet, cooling heat of his cum.

He stayed there for a long moment, the back of his head eventually falling back to rest against the couch cushion behind him. He was spent, utterly wrecked by the simple contact, turning a quiet evening on the couch into something thick, dirty, and impossibly intimate.

“Mack what was that” you say flustered and extremely turned on

“I don’t even know. You just completely turn me on everything about you. I couldn’t help myself” he says in a low voice

You looked at him and he looked at you all shy and reserved like what he just did wasn’t the dirtiest thing ever.

“I liked it….a lot” you say in a whisper

Dragging your foot against his dick. Mack jumped at the sensation and let out a mix between a hiss and a whimper.

“Come sit on my lap and get yourself off now” he says as he looks over at you spent and red in the face.

You did exactly that, jumping into his lap and rubbing against his cum soaked sweats till you both released again and again.

The End

Why do the Mack fics go triple platinum on my page?? Yall are some freaksss I love it though! Thank you for the support as always

You weren’t sure how long you’ve had a crush on him, but you’ll never forget the day you locked eyes with him. Service was about to start, and the last bit of people were rushing in. Mumbled shushed, heels clicking and throat clearing could be heard. You were seated on the left hand side in a pew near the front.

You felt your mother tapping you to sit up more and smooth out your dress. As you followed her orders a family rushed into the pew in front of you guys. Your eyes lifted and it felt like a sucker punch to your stomach. Blonde wavy hair and blue eyes looking back at you. He offered a small smile and you did the same.

Who was that? And why have you never seen him before? Or maybe he always comes here, and only now has God put him in your line of view.

That’s how it went every Sunday service, they’d sit in front of you guys and you’d look up and smile at one another. His parents turned and chatted with yours after a few more services.

It started out innocent and pure. You found him cute and there was nothing wrong with that. But you’d never had a boyfriend nor a man ever look at you. The innocence started to spoil as you read too much into his smile.

The warmer it got outside the less layers he wore. His arms are more muscular than you would have ever thought, his shoulders extremely broad. His hands and arms are full of protruding veins. Oftentimes you found yourself staring shamelessly at his hands and then up to his face.

His side profile was gorgeous, chiseled and light reflecting in all the right places. This wasn’t you though. These lustful thoughts kept you up at night filling your mind with shame.

You’d find yourself saying Hail Marys and asking the Lord for forgiveness. You were a grown woman, but you were not a sinful one nor a sex crazed one.

It wouldn’t stop…the thoughts of course. Thoughts started to become actions. While helping your mom sew you’d find yourself rocking a little extra hard against the wooden chair. Brain filled with thoughts of him….Stopping when it all felt too real.

You never even spoke to him, never even muttered a small hi and yet you planned out your whole life with him. For crying out loud you didn’t even know his name.

That didn’t seem to stop you as you would sit in your room. Staring out your window as you attempted to read a book, your thighs squeezing together as the thoughts of his hands running up your legs played in your mind.

“Lord, please forgive me for having such sinful thoughts. This is not who I am” you would say in a whisper as you held the cross around your neck, kissing it gently.

But when the sun went down, and you kissed mom and dad goodnight that was when you felt the true shame. Your hand often slides down your pajama bottoms and in between your thighs.

You weren’t naive and you weren’t a child. You knew what masturbating was and you knew what sex was. What you didn’t know was all the ways your brain could turn him into exactly what you wanted.

Oftentimes at night your brain would twist and turn. Imagining him whispering in your ear, kissing up your body, touching you and having you touch him. It was a lot and you’d jump up out of your bed sweating and frazzled.

It never stopped though Church on Sunday was your dopamine hit. Putting a little more effort into your hair and makeup. Picking out your outfits and not letting your moms opinion weigh too much.

One morning on your way to church your mom mentioned you’d be visiting the Smith’s for dinner that night. You weren’t sure who she was talking about until she turned to them at the end of service to let them know what time we’d be stopping by.

So you got his last name and now all you needed was his first. As your mom chatted with his mom your eyes landed on him. Eyes raking up and down his body, taking in his strong arms and wide shoulders. His eyes caught yours and you jumped slightly, going wide eyed and looking away.

That night you sat at their dinner table, not saying much and really just observing. Speaking when spoken to and laughing at everyone’s jokes.

“Will does Bible study on Fridays after hockey practice with his friends” his dad states. This gets you out of your head and into the present. You finally found out his name, it was Will.

“Oh that’s wonderful! Y/N had been looking for a friend to study with as well. Maybe she could join you some time” your mom says before you could even speak.

“I’m sure Will wouldn’t mind” his dad says smiling at your mom

“No! Not at all. I don’t have many friends who go to Church so I’m often alone. We should set something up” he says smiling at you as he blinks slowly

“Yeah that sounds like a plan” you respond back to him as you take a sip of your water

“So Hockey? Are you any good?” Your dad ask him

“I’d like to say I’m pretty good sir. I play for the NHL” Will responds to your dad smiling

“We could come by and catch one of your games. I love hockey and the NHL….thats like the big dogs right?” your dad says as he cuts into his chicken

“Uh yes sir. I play for the San Jose Sharks. Seasons over though so I’m back home till about August” he responds sheepishly

“This whole time I’ve been sitting across from a prodigy and had no idea” your dad says looking over at his dad

“Ahh, Will is very humble. When he’s back home he tries to lay low and fly under the radar” his dad says shaking his head and laughing

“Good for you son! That’s awesome” your mom says to him

The conversation moved over to his sister. Your parents are chatting with her about her time at BU and what she has planned for when she graduates with her Masters.

You enjoyed listening in on the conversations. Smiling as you turn from person to person to listen to what they have to say.

“And Y/N? What about you sweetie? Are you in school right now?” His mom asks and everyone turns to face you

“I graduated last year with a Bachelors in Business Marketing. I’m not really sure what I want to do just yet, so I might go back for my Masters degree” you respond back to her

“A Masters degree is awesome. You get to broaden your horizons with career options” his dad says to you as his mom nods

“Yeah that’s why I’m thinking about it. I work as a bank teller right now. It’s good money, but not where I want to be forever” you say laughing lightly

“We should hangout some time. I need more girl friends” his sister says to you

“Of course! We can exchange numbers if you’d like?” You ask her with a small smile

Nodding her head she slid you her phone and you exchanged numbers.

“Other than Bible study what else do you do around here” Will’s dad asks you

“Umm not much. I just go for walks and frequent some bakeries and coffee shops. I like to read as well. I tried to get into ice skating this year but I took too many painful spills I hung up the skates for the season” you reply laughing

Will laughs as well as he listens to you closely

“I could also go ice skating with you too if you’d like. It’s so much fun I would hate to see you hook your skates up forever” he responds chuckling

“It’s fun to you, you’re the pro hockey player here” you reply back as everyone at the table laughs

“Yeah that’s true, but still. We could make a day of it! Grace can tag along too” he responds smiling at you

“Sounds great to me” you respond back

You all spent the rest of that evening laughing and chatting about. Telling cringey childhood stories over coffee and desserts.

When the evening rolled to an end and everyone said goodbye. You felt a ping of hurt as you really enjoyed being around Will and his family.

After that dinner you spent every night fantasizing. Thinking about ice skating with him. His hands grabbing yours or maybe even grabbing your waist. Guiding you and telling you how good you’re being at following his lead.

You found your hand slipping slowly between your legs most nights. Flashes of him smiling at you, his slow blinks and veiny arms. The next morning you’d wake up ashamed and would say your prayers. Begging for forgiveness and begging for these thoughts to be removed from your mind.

Sure you’ve had innocent crushes and wandering eyes as you grew up, but you’d never touch yourself. This was a new found thing in your life. He infiltrated your mind and you wanted it to stop.

Another week had gone by when you received a text from Will’s sister Grace. She asked you if she could give him your number so you could set up a Bible study date.

Of course you agreed and waited for his message. You worked your full 9-5 shift and finally received a text from him right after work.

He asked if you’d like to come over to his parents house on Friday for your first hangout. You agreed and he even mentioned Grace would be there. You felt some relief as you knew you wouldn’t be as awkward.

When Friday rolled around and you knocked on their door at 12pm you expected Grace to answer. To your surprise it was Will and you felt your heart stop for a split second.

“Hey Y/N, please come in” he says gently as he steps to the side

“Hi Will, thank you” you respond back as you enter their home. Taking your shoes off at the door like you remembered.

“So bad news. Grace got called in last minute at the hospital for a shift so it will only be us today” he says afraid and sensing you might feel uncomfortable

“Oh” you reply back

“If you prefer another woman to be here I totally get that, and we can reschedule. I would’ve told you sooner but she literally left 2 minutes before you knocked on the door” he says hurriedly and in a panic

“No, no it’s okay. Sorry I just blanked out for a second” you respond chuckling as you shake your head

“No worries, come upstairs. I usually study in our loft” he says as he motions for you to follow

Once upstairs you scanned the loft. Clad in a bunch of trophies, jerseys, pucks and even some sticks. There was a large desk with a chair but it looked like Will set up at the small coffee table in the center.

He sat down on the carpet and put his Bible in his lap. Flipping the pages to get to the right spot. You removed your cardigan and placed it on the office chair. Sliding your bag over your head and placing it on the ground.

“I forgot to ask, do you want anything to drink?” He asks as he stands up again

“Uh sure, water is fine” you respond smiling at him

He nods his head and runs back downstairs. You get situated on the carpet as you open your phone to text your mom you were at Will’s. Shortly after he returns with two glasses of water. Thanking him you take a sip before placing it on the table.

You both sat opposite one another, and as he set up again you opened your bag to grab your Bible. Slowly cursing yourself you realized you left yours at home.

“Uhh I think I left my Bible at home” you say dropping your shoulders

“Oh no worries you can read off of mine” he says, placing it on the table and motioning for you to sit next to him.

You had gone over a few verses, taking notes and talking about what it means to you. But every time he turned a page and spread the page flat with his middle and ring finger you felt dizzy.

The way the veins on his hands would protrude as he pushed down to flatten the Bible. You tried to shake the thoughts out of your head, but you couldn’t stop.

Begging for any other thoughts besides those. You stopped paying attention because you were battling with your mind to rid the dirty thoughts.

Honestly you were probably drooling with the way you were looking. You were absolutely feral, and it all became too much. You started to get hot and anxious and truthfully you wanted out.

Will sensed your weird shift in vibes, and quickly looked at you.

“Hey are you okay? We don’t have to do this today. I am totally okay with waiting till Grace is free” he says looking over at you as he scans over your face. Taking in your flustered face and the sweat sheen on your forehead

“I swear I’m okay. I’m just hot…very hot” you say swallowing thickly as you began to use your folder to fan yourself

“I can lower the air” he says as he stands up and disappears to the ac unit

You couldn’t take the heat, and felt like you were suffocating. You dug through your bag before pulling out a hair tie. Putting your hair up you began to feel some relief.

Once again you sat completely zoned out as Will read aloud. You glanced at him every few seconds. Really taking in his side profile.

“I’m sorry Will. I’m kind of distracted today and that’s not fair to you, so I think I’m going to leave and we can meet up another day” you say in a rushed tone as you begin to stand up

“Oh…uh okay. Are you sure you’re feeling well?” He asks as he watches you stand up and collect your stuff

“I’m great, I’m feeling just fine. I just…I just can’t seem to focus” you say as you shuffle some papers into your folders in a hurry

“Y/N I don’t know you’re freaking me out a bit. You weren’t like this at dinner” he says watching you with tea in his eyes

You couldn’t take it, you felt your mouth move faster than your brain and suddenly you blurted out.

“Will you’re distracting me! I haven’t been able to focus for months because of you and I thought doing this Bible study would calm me down but my brain won’t shut off” you say hurriedly

Will’s face goes bright red and he blinks slowly as if he’s trying to understand the concept of what you just said to him.

“And I’m sure I just made this unbelievably awkward for you, so I’m sorry. I’m a good woman and I am a woman of God. I can not allow these impure thoughts to keep riddling my brain. It’s lustful and sinful and not okay” you blurt out

When you finally realize what you’ve said it’s all too late. Your eyes practically snap out of your head and you’re avoiding his eye contact.

“What kind of thoughts?” He asks shyly as he seems to shrink in on himself

“What?” You ask as you blink rapidly. You weren’t sure you were living real life. This had to be a dream

“For you to feel this distracted and have such a physical reaction to me. And not to mention feel compelled to reveal all this to me, then you must think some bad things” he says as he watches you intently. The grip on your bag firmer than ever.

“Will this is so embarrassing. I barely know you and this is highly innapropriate. I think it’s just best if I go and we part ways” you say as you shake your head

“We’re not complete strangers” he says trying to make this light hearted as you wished for the ground to open up and swallow you whole.

“I’m sorry but I can not” you respond back as you turn and grab your cardigan

“Come on, confess your sins. It’s only right you ask for forgiveness is it not?” he says in a low mocking tone

“Stop it. You’re being mean” you say as you snatch your cardigan off the chair and shove it in your bag.

“I’m not. I just want you to tell me. Rid your mind of these bad thoughts and then we can move on from it” he says as he steps closer to you, slowly blinking

“I can’t” you blurt out as you avoid his eyes

“Here sit down next to me, let’s talk like adults. I’m not trying to be mean I truly want you to work through these sinful thoughts” he says as he sits back down in his original spot

Only then did it click to you. He wasn’t being mean and he wasn’t being sexual. He truly wanted to help you rid your mind of the lustful thoughts. Was he oblivious or was he truly a good Christian man who wanted to help his fellow friend.

You sighed deeply before dropping your tote bag and sitting back down next to him.

“Well, go on this is a judgement free zone” he says as he smiles at you

“I think you’re an attractive man and of course there’s nothing wrong with that, but my mind goes beyond that. I see the way your arms flex and how your muscles stand out. Your broad shoulders are always so distracting and the veins running down your arms to your hands always keep me staring. Your eyes are gorgeous and captivating like I could get lost in them” you admit to him as you fidget with your fingers

“Ah I see. That’s just physical attraction which is completely normal. It’s not a sin, but a human instinct. I think you’re physically attractive as well! Why are you punishing yourself for thinking these things?” He says a little dumb founded

“It goes way beyond just physical attraction Will” you say to him

“Like….like what?” He says as his eyes bore into the side of your head

“It moves to sexual attraction. I wonder what your lips would feel like on mine. How they would feel kissing my neck and down my chest. Your hands! Would they be rough or smooth against my skin? I think a lot about you kissing and touching me” you say in a whisper too embarrassed to face him

“And do you touch yourself?” He asks after a moment of silence

“I do” you say in a whisper as shame eats you alive. Your eyes closing as you shake your head

“I see…” he says as he looks away almost pondering

Will scooches closer to you, rubbing your upper back in a soothing manner. You want to beg him to stop because you know you won’t be able to control yourself for much longer.

Almost instantly Will leans in close to your ear. You can feel his breath on your neck and goosebumps start to raise.

“I touch myself to the thought of you too” he whispers as his hand moves from your upper back to hold the back of your neck

Your head shoots up and his statement hits you right in your core. His hands felt all too warm and his body felt way too close.

“You what?” You say still looking straight ahead

“Some nights the thought of you is too much. It causes an ache in my dick that I have to take care of” he says as he watches the side of your face

You gasp at his vulgar words. You’ve never even heard him utter more than a “darn” so to hear this come out his mouth your head was spinning.

“You touch yourself to me?” You say still shocked

“A lot” he says as he inches even closer his lips grazing your neck

Before you could even respond, his lips are completely placed on your neck. Soft kisses peppered from under your jawline to your collar bone.

“Will….we can’t” you moan out lightly as you tilt your neck

“Do you want to stop?” He asks as he grabs your face and turns you to look at him

“No” you respond breathlessly and instantly

His lips crash to yours, sloppily and inexperienced. You both find your pace as this is all new to the both of you. His lips move for yours down to your neck and past your collar bone. Wet open mouth kisses that have you pulling at the carpet and your thighs clamping shut.

“Can I touch you?” He asks gently as he looks into your eyes

“Yes! Please” you practically beg

His right hand caressing your left breast. Squeezing as you both very sloppily made out. Wet tongue everywhere, but you were breathless and on cloud 9.

“We have to stop. This is inappropriate" you say pulling away as you looked into Will’s eyes

“We can ask for forgiveness. I can’t stop” he says breathlessly as he looks down at your lips

You smash your lips into his once again. His hand sliding under your shirt and fully squeezing your breast. The feel of your warm plush skin makes him harder by the second.

Your lips move down to his neck and he freezes. Letting go of your chest and moaning at the new feeling. Your left hand held onto his chest as you kissed from his jawline to his collar bone.

“Can I touch you?” You now ask him in a whisper

“Yes, God yes” he whimpers out as his eyes were screwed shut

You’ve never done this before, but that didn’t stop you from placing your shaky hand on his clothed dick. Feeling how hard and thick he was through his pants. You both gasped at the feeling.

You palmed him through his pants as his cheeks reddened and little moans left his lips.

“We have….we have to stop” he says in a moan as you squeeze harder

“Do you really want to?” You ask him as you kiss his jawline

“Not one bit” he says as he grips the carpet

“I want to really touch you, and I know we can’t have sex” you say as you pull away

“We can…we can touch each other and not have sex” Will offers and you nod your head frantically

Your backs were against the couch, the coffee table slid further away from you both. You both scooched even closer to one another.

Will slid his pants and his boxers down as you slid your capri slacks and panties down. Both nude from the waist down. Eyes glued on one another’s nether regions

Your mouth hung open as you stared at his dick. Painfully hard, leaking and a swollen tip. You watched as his dick jumped every time you looked at it.

Will leaned forward and unclasped his cross necklace from around his neck.

“I’m ashamed, but I can't stop” he says in a whisper as he places the chain out of your guys line of view

You grab his left hand and slide it down between your thighs. Will gasps at the new feeling

“You’re so wet” he says as his cock jumps

“Every night I think of you this is how I get” you whisper as your legs spread wider for him

Will's mouth opens wider and he’s in pure shock. You help guide his fingers around your clit. Moaning everytime he circles it just right.

Removing his hand from your mound, you slide two fingers between your folds. Picking up your arousal before leaning over and spreading it on Will’s dick.

His hips jerk at the sensation and he moans deeply. His fingers shortly stop rubbing your clit. But he gathers himself as he continues to rub in slow deep circles.

“Don’t stop” you moan out as you jerk him up and down

“I don’t think I’m going to last” Will moans out as his thighs tremble

“Me neither. You feel so good” you whimper as he squeezes your clit between his middle and ring finger. Your hips jerking off the ground instantly.

Your hand jerks him harder and you accidentally squeeze the tip, his hips jerk up and he lets out a small sob.

“Please, please don’t stop, I'm gonna cum” he moans out as he looks over at you.

Leaning his sticky forehead on yours as he connects his lips to yours. Stopping every few seconds to let out a shaky moan as he swallows thickly.

“We shouldn’t be doing this” you moan out as his fingers rub faster. All that can be heard is the wetness between your legs, both of you panting and moaning and the slick sounds of your hands jerking him off

“We shouldn’t, but it feels too good to stop” he moans out as he kisses your neck

Your left hand comes up to his cheek, caressing it as you kiss him deeper and sloppily. Broken moans escaping from both your mouths.

“I’m gonna cum” he moans out as his hips jerk

“Me too” you say as you continue to swap spit

And suddenly your hips are clamping around his forearm. Shaking and trembling as you break the kiss. Moaning his name like a prayer as you come all over his fingers.

The grip you subconsciously had on his dick brings him to the edge. His breathing comes out erratically as his lower stomach clenches.

Chanting your name as he breaks the kiss. Both of you looking down as his thighs shake one last time. White ropes of cum painting your hand and the sliver of his lower exposed stomach.

Moaning into each other's mouths as you both come down from your high.

You stayed there catching your breaths for a moment. Kissing his jawline and neck gently.

“I’m sorry. We shouldn’t have done this” you say as you snap back to reality

“We can ask for forgiveness” is all he blurted out

Giggling as you both attached your lips to one another.

And that’s exactly what you both did. Every Friday your bibles would be long forgotten and your hands and mouths would start wandering.

Long kisses and gentle touches. Exploring each other's bodies and asking for forgiveness on Sunday. Locking eyes with a dirty smirk as you’d step out of confessional allowing Will to step in after you.

Shame never haunted you both for too long.

The End

Ik this is like superrrr controversial to write, but it’s fiction. Hope you enjoyed, and thanks for the support 🤍

“Mack what are you talking about my parents love you” you say laughing at his sudden nervousness

“I know, but sometimes your dad looks at me like he wants to kill me” Mack says as he pulls out of the driveway of your Airbnb

“You are so paranoid! That's just my dad. He has such a strong personality and a bad case of resting bitch face” you respond to him as you brush your fingers through his hair

“I am not paranoid! He just scares me a little bit” he replies in a shriek

“Listen, my dad is the more traditional of the two, and he definitely wanted me to date someone who works in a corporation or owns a business. He was a little shocked when I told him I was dating a hockey player, but when I told him NHL his ears perked up a little” you say to him as he smirks and side eyes you

“Fine! I will try and be less nervous but if I freeze up you can’t say I didn’t warn you” Mack replies

“That’s okay. You have hung out with my parents more times than I can count. I think you’re nervous at the fact that this is the first time we will all be sleeping under the same roof” you reply as you giggle at him

“Pfffttt whattttt” Macklin says almost instantly as his neck snaps to look your way

“Eyes on the road” you say playfully pushing his head to face the street

Your parents had invited your siblings, yourself and all the significant others to spend an extended weekend in your childhood summer cabin in Nantucket. Mack was instantly jumping at the idea as he loved travelling with you and you knew secretly deep down he loved your parents.

His nerves became evident when you told him your sister and brother weren’t arriving till Saturday. Which meant a full 24 hours of your parents and you two alone. He said he was fine, but you caught him multiple times staring into space as his leg bounced 100 miles a minute.

“Listen Macky my parents love you especially my dad and there is no reason you should feel nervous. I will say though we will not be sleeping in the same bedroom” you tell him

“What? Why not? We’re a couple” he says perplexed at the idea

“Well for starters we’re not married, we don’t have kids and we are still very young. My dad is very traditional in that sense! I mean come on we can’t be in the same room with the door closed even if we’re just talking” you say to him as you text your mom that you were 10 minutes away

“Yeah but we’re 22 now. I expected that rule to kind of disappear’’ he replies to you

“Oh absolutely not. My parents love you, but my dad doesn’t doubt that you have wandering hands and lets be honest with ourselves your hands wander all the time” you say giggling as his cheeks heated up

“Great so now I can’t even sleep next to you for the next three nights” he says sighing and shaking his head

“I promise you, you will be fine. We don’t even live together and you survive’’ you say rolling your eyes at him

“Yeah, but we sleep over each other's places all the time” he says whining

“Oh quit your whining! You will be okay’’ you say shoving his shoulder playfully

By that point you had arrived and Mack pulled into your parents driveway, taking in the scenery as he almost ran over your moms hydrangeas. Muttering a whoops as he overcorrected the steering wheel and missed them by a hair.

“Someone is excited” you say laughing

“I sure am, almost took out the flowers there” he says laughing hysterically

“Lets go baby” you respond as you hop out the car

Making your way over to the trunk you pull your bags out, but Macklin grabs both before you could even fully grab one.

“Give me those babe” he replied as he slides both bags into one hand and slams the trunk close

“Y/N! You’re here! Hi baby I missed you” You hear your mom call out to you as she rushes over

Engulfing you in a tight hug as you sway side to side. Letting go she plants a kiss to your cheek before turning to Macklin

“Macklin! You are looking so handsome. What an angel you are” Your mom says as she pulls him in for a hug and plants a kiss on his cheek

“Y/M/N it’s so good to see you. Thank you for having me” he replies as he pulls away

“Anytime! I just adore you sweetie, is Y/N feeding you my gosh you are looking thin” your mom says as she pulls at his shirt

“Mom! Do I feed him? This guy eats anything in sight like a vacuum he has just been cutting back on the junk food” you say as you shake your head

“Oh sweetheart! Have a little fun while you’re here. Eat some junk food please we can’t have you blowing away in the wind” she says as she ushers for you guys to step in

Macklin finds this so funny, and he breaks down into giggles as his smile grows wider. Following behind you as he tries to stop laughing. You look back at him and shake your head playfully. Your mom was big on feeding all her children's significant others. She could tell if even one pound was dropped. Mack found it endearing and hilarious of course, but it gave him a reason to eat however he wanted.

Stepping into the house Mack placed your bags on the end of the steps as you walked into the kitchen greeting your dad. Mackling followed behind shortly after.

“Macklin nice to see you again son’’ you dad states as he shakes Macklins hand firmly

“Good to see you too sir” Mack responds as his eyes avert from the floor to your father

“Nice season you guys played! I watched every game with my boys. They still can’t believe my princess is dating a San Jose Shark. Us being from Boston they expected a Bruin to be with her. Had to tell them she likes the West coast better” You dad says laughing as he turns back around towards the sink

“Oh thank you! Pretty rough season especially towards the end. I also can’t believe I’m dating your daughter, glad to say she didn’t pick a Bruin. Not too much of a fan of those guys” Mack says laughing

“You are a funny man! Glad to see you kid. Make yourself at home. Y/M/N and I are prepping for dinner” He replies to you both

“Do you guys want any help?” Macklin quickly adds as you go take a seat in the living room

Mack and your dad began cooking together and working the grill as they indulged in loud conversations. Your tv show being interrupted by how loud they were being. You peeked out the window and felt your heart melt. Mack had the tongs in his hand as he flipped the chicken and laughed with your dad.

Your dad standing next to him drinking a beer as he pat him on the shoulder. Mack had been so nervous and for no reason your dad was tickled pink by him.

That night at dinner you all sat around enjoying your meals as you talked and laughed with one another. Enjoying one another's company as you look over at Macklin taking in his beauty as he engages in conversation with your parents.

“Mommy thank you for the rice it was so good, and Mack and Daddy the chicken was out of this world” You say as you collect everyone's dish and bring them to the sink

“Your welcome baby” your mom says as she sips on her wine

“Showed your boy here how to properly use a grill” your dad says as he winks at Macklin

“I like to think I’m a pro now at using the grill” Macklin says shrugging his shoulders as he picks up the remainder of the dishes and follows you to the sink

“You’re almost there kid’’ your dad responds as he nods, sipping on his water

Mack joined you at the sink, scraping the excess food into the trash and handing you the dirty dishes.

“Hey” he says in a whisper as he pumps his shoulder with yours

“Hi” you say back shyly, rising each dish and handing them to him as he places them in the dishwasher

“Feel like I haven’t seen you all evening’’ he says as he leans to plant a kiss to your forehead

“That’s because you haven’t. You have been spending all day with my dad. I’m glad you seem less nervous’’ you say as you smile at him

“He’s a great man, I love the guy” Macklin responds as he laughs through his nose

“I’m glad and thank you for helping them and me” you say as you lean over and plant a kiss to his lips.

Pulling away briefly before planting more kisses to your lips, forgetting where you guys were and getting lost in your taste. You pulled away and went a little wide eyed.

“Alright you two no more of that while I’m here” you hear your dad say playfully

“Sorry sir!” Mack basically screeches out as his cheeks blushed a deep shade of pink

“Sorry dad” you say turning around and nodding at him

After the dishes were done and the kitchen was cleaned up you all sat in the living room chatting for a bit, and before you knew it it was 10pm.

“Alright guys we are going to call it a night. Mack the guest room next to ours is all set up for you let me show you” your dad says as him and your mom stand up

Macklin gives you a side eye that your dad catches.

“Young man I may have been born at night but not last night. I know what it's like to be young and in love therefore you both will remain separated” he says patting him on the back

“Dad! Ew! Come on don’t be gross” you say groaning

“Well how do you think your siblings and you got here when we were so young” you mom asks rhetorically

“Oh my gosh. I am going to bed too” you say shaking your head as you cringe

Standing up you hug your parents and Mack goodnight as you head up for the night.

Mack and you had been texting for a little bit about how crazy it was to be separated. He even texted that he could hear your dad snoring and he was tempted to sleep on the couch in the living room.

You giggled as you called him dramatic. He stopped answering so you figured he fell asleep, and so you decided to shower and prepare for bed yourself.

After completing your routine you turned your lamp on, and shut off your vanity lights. Engulfing your room in a slight warm glow. Suddenly you heard a faint knock on your door and you assumed it was your mother because she was a night owl like yourself. Often sitting in your bed till 2am giggling till she decided to go back down to sleep.

Cracking the door open with a smile, your eyes nearly popped out your head when you saw Mack there and not your mother. He was freshly showered as his wet hair hung over his eyes and his white t-shirt clung to every muscle.

You opened the door and pulled him in gently. Shutting the door behind him. His lips crash to yours with so much passion you feel your knees go weak slightly. Breathlessly pulling away you open your mouth

“Macklin what are you doing? You are going to get me in so much trouble” You say in a hush

The back of his knees hits the edge of your bed and falls down with a gentle thud. His sweatpants clinging in all the right places, and it takes all your willpower not to look.

“Baby your parents are out cold, I snuck up here like a thief in the night. I will leave before the sun comes up and they will never know. I need to hug you and kiss you some more before I fall asleep” he says pouting as he pulls you in by your nightgown

“If you get caught up here you are taking all the blame I don’t want to hear it” you say rolling your eyes at him

“Deal! Now come lay back with me” He says as he scooches under your covers and makes himself at home in your bed

“You are such a baby” you say as he snuggles into your sheets all cozy. He nods his head and bats his lashes

Sliding in next to him he immediately pulls you in close to his chest. Inhaling his scent as you plant a kiss to his lips. Running your fingers through his slightly damp hair as you kiss his lips then his nose over to his check and down to his jawline.

Leaning his head back he lets out the slightest little moan. Relishing in your touch and your scent, but you stopped.

“Mack this is exactly why my dad doesn’t want you sleeping up here. You’re already getting antsy” you say as you pull your hand from his hair

“Antsy? I just love you so much! God forbid my beautiful girlfriend touches and kisses me” he says in a sassy tone

“What a little brat you are” you say laughing in his face

“I am just the slightest bit touch starved, and I wasn’t too comfortable rubbing one out with your dad on the opposite side of the wall” he says as he shifts to lay flat on his back, his eyes darting to the ceiling

“Could’ve rubbed one out in the shower” you say as you prop your head up on your hand

“Oh yeah let me jerk off in the shower right next to your parents room. I’m sure they wouldn’t hear anything” he says furrowing his brows

“True…well rub one out here” you say as your eyes flash with the slightest bit of excitement

“In your bathroom?” He asks innocently as he looks over at you

“I mean you can if you want some privacy, but I meant right here in front of me” you say looking down at his body. A chill runs through Mack’s body. He swallows thickly and looks nervous instantly.

“I mean I can go to the bathroom so I’m not disturbing you” he says lowly

“Mack, I want you to touch yourself in front of me. I want to watch” you say sweetly as nerves riddled his face

“You want to watch me?” He asks shocked and excited

“Yeah, I’ve never seen you touch yourself before. I bet it’s so hot to see what you do when I’m not around” you say as you sit up. Sitting criss-cross next to him as you face him fully.

“Yeah, okay” he says smiling at you as you see the faintest blush creep up his cheeks.

“Do you want my help at all? Or do you want to show me fully what you do on your own” you ask him as you adjust your position

“I’ll show you what I do on my own” he says as he pushes the bed sheets down his body. Lifting up slightly he slips his shirt off and hands it to you gently

“Okay” you say in a whisper with a small smile as you fold his shirt and place it on your pillow

“Are you sure this isn’t….like awkward for you?” He asks as he looks over at you

“Why would it be awkward? I think it’s hot” you reply back to him. He’s silent for a moment and all you can hear is the hum of the AC coming through the vents

“Okay, yeah okay” he says shaking the thoughts out of his head

You’re genuinely intrigued. You’ve never seen him touch himself. He’s never sent you a video no matter how many times you hinted at it. All you’ve ever seen is when you guys have sex or when you’re touching him. Your mind danced in excitement, you were opening Pandora’s box.

Mack got out of his head and slid his sweatpants down his black underwear clinging to the tent slowly forming. He bunched his pants up and put them under his head to give him more cushion and a better look at himself. He was such a nasty little freak.

Mack goes to open his mouth and your eyes dart to his waiting for him to speak.

“At first- ahem- at first I like to palm myself through my underwear. Gets me more excited” he says in a broken whisper as his voice cracks.

Macklin’s right hand slides down to his dick, adjusting it so that it sits touching his left thigh. Grabbing at it feverishly a small little moan leaves his mouth. Almost sounding pathetic and it goes straight to your core. Your mouth hangs open slightly as you watch. His chest rising and falling faster as his grip tightens.

“Just like that, and then I go for it” he says breathlessly as his eyes look over at your face making sure you were still comfortable

He slides his underwear down and kicks them to the end of your bed. His dick springing upwards and touching his lower stomach, the smallest bead of pre cum rolling down the head.

You couldn’t believe your eyes, and you knew you were breathing so shallowly as you barely blinked, scared to miss anything.

“And um…usually I’d use lotion when I want to take my time, but when I’m really horny I just use my spit” he says deeply

“Spit…you’re such a freak” you say lowly as your eyes widen

“Works just as good” he says as he brings his hand up to his mouth, spitting into his palm and bringing it down to his cock.

Spreading the spit up and down, he hisses slowly as he brings his left hand under his head propping himself up more.

His mouth hangs open as he brings his hand up and down, squeezing the tip as his hips jerked upwards.

“Fuck” he moans out as his eyes shut. His fist moving faster and all that could be heard were the slow wet sounds and his heavy breathing

“What do you think about?” You ask in a hush tone

“You..always you and how pretty you always look, how nice you are to me, how you’re the best thing that ever happened to me” he says in a moan as he looks over at you

“Mmmmm I don’t think I’m going to last much longer” Mack moans in a hushed tone as his hand jerks faster

His abs contract as the veins in his arms and hands pop out more. His thighs quiver slightly and the muscles in his biceps flex rapidly. Heat and a blush creep up his neck to his cheeks as he whimpers.

“I love that you’re watching me, it’s so hot” he moans as he moves his hand faster around his dick

“I love watching you, this is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen you do” you say as you lick your dry lips

“Fuck I love you so much” he whimpers as his brows slant downwards, you knew he was close to cumming

“I love you too baby” you say as you bite your lip

“Shit…I’m going to cum” he moans as his mouth hangs open

His arm moving at rapid speed as his hips jerk and his thighs clench. His whimper turns into silent little sobs as he looks at you.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum…I’m gonna cum” he moans as his brows furrow and his jaw falls slack

Suddenly thick white ropes shoot out onto his lower stomach and abs. Moaning and whimpering as he holds eye contact with you. Jerking himself of every last drop he has.

Finally catching a breath, he looks at you in a drunken haze. His dick falling against his lower stomach as he was sensitive and spent.

You lean over and attach your lips to his, your fingers running through his hair as your lips smacked together.

“I fucking love you so much” he says as he kisses you non stop

“I love you too” you say as you smile shyly

Getting up you trot over to your bathroom and grab a warm wet towel, returning to Mack you clean him up and he dresses himself.

Laying back down next to him he pulls you in close to him, his hands roaming your body as he kisses on you. Squeezing at your breast and your hips. Your body rolling into his. His fingers dance around your waistband before sliding down

Mack spent the rest of that night edging you and bringing you to release multiple times. Falling asleep in his arms.

You jump up at 5am telling him he has to get downstairs because your dad wakes at 5:30 and you could not risk getting caught.

Groggily he agrees and shuffles out the room after placing a kiss to your lips.

Snuggling back into your sheets you relish in the scent of Macklin left behind. Smiling to yourself as you fell asleep again.

Listening to his faint foot steps down the hall to the stairs.

The End

Idek what I wrote, but this came about. Hope you enjoyed lolll. Thanks for the support♥️

Take my hand

You don't even have to call

You're somewhere out there after all

You're all I ever wanted

You had torn up your condo for nearly an hour looking for your gold ring. It is your favorite ring, and not to mention it was the first big girl purchase you made after securing your current job. At first you were giggling sure that it was somewhere in between couch cushions, or maybe in your bathroom. However, those giggles turned to angered sighs after every section you searched turned up empty.

Will helped you search every corner of your living room, your dining room and your kitchen. At one point he was on all fours and you laughed to yourself making note to make fun of him for it later. You grunted in defeat as you let yourself fall on to the couch.

“Will that ring meant everything to me, and it was so expensive” you say with a frown as tears threaten to pour from your eyes.

“I know baby, and I am sure it is here somewhere. If not I can buy you another one” he replies as his thumb caresses your cheek as he rubs the skin softly.

“But I don’t want another one, I want that one” you say as your voice bobs in your throat. He nods knowingly and kisses your forehead as you shut your eyes.

You never misplaced your things, and the fact your ring disappeared felt like a gut punch. That was the one piece of physical evidence of how hard you worked to get where you are, and just like that it was gone. The worst part is you truly could not remember when you took it off, and where you might have put it down.

“Babe, what if I threw it out, or flushed it, or if I lost it in the street?” You say as you run a stressed hand through your hair.

“Come on I doubt that, listen I will go upstairs and check every single corner of every room. Just stay down here and try to relax. I got this” Will tells you as he rubs your shoulders gently

Nodding at him, you lean back and Will bolts for the steps to go upstairs.

The young man was on a mission, he gunned for the end of the hallway which was your bedroom. Somewhere he has been plenty of times the last two years you have been together. He knew every corner and he searched it like a bloodhound. He stopped in front of your walk in closet, and he thought why would your ring be there; but then again he thought why wouldn't it be?

Flicking the light on he began to scan the walk in closet. Shaking out your clothes on the hanger to see if maybe the ring was caught on an article of clothing. He picked up each and every shoe, shaking them out but to avail. He ran his socked foot across the carpet in your closet to see if maybe it had been there, but still nothing.

Will ran his hands on top of the shelves, but nothing was there. Suddenly his fingers smashed into a tin can, and he silently yelped as he looked at his ring finger. Reaching up he tapped on the container again, his brows furrowed as he had never seen this tin before.

He attempted to lift it with one hand, but it was a lot heavier than he thought and it fell out of his hand. Crashing onto the carpet definitely softened the blow, but not enough.

“Will, what was that?” You had called out from downstairs

“Uh nothing just a few photo albums” He yelled back as he picked up the buckle tin container

“Are you alright?” You had yelled back

“Oh yeah I’m fine, still looking for the ring. I’m not giving up” Will says back before he went back to looking at the container.

He had never seen this in all the years he has known and dated you, and he knows he shouldn’t open it; but curiosity will always kill the cat. He silently cracks the can open, and smiles instantly.

It’s a bunch of baby pictures of you, and pictures with your family. There’s some old crafts from when you were a kid. His heart melts that you have these treasured items locked away for your own safe keeping.

He comes across a green and pink journal covered in chunky glitter and butterflies. Once again he knows he shouldn’t open it, but he does. He sees that it's a diary from when you were a kid and laughs at all the nonsense you wrote in it. Mainly stories about how your parents hated you for making you eat something you didn’t like.

One from eighth grade caught his eye

Dear diary,

Why are boys so mean? I know I am not the prettiest or smartest girl, but I am nice. I always like guys who end up being so mean to me, and for what? Always saying ew! Why would I like Y/N? She's so ugly and a loser. I never did anything to them for them to treat me this way. Where is my prince? My knight in shining armour?

He felt a sting of hurt in his heart, middle school was such a rough time; but you didn’t deserve that. He closed that journal and moved onto the second one he found which was much bigger and thicker and had a deep red leather cover.

Will cracked that one open and he realized this was from your high school and college days, something more recent. Many entries went over your struggles with being yourself, and shitty boys. Another one had caught his eye, and it was an excerpt from when you were a senior in high school.

Dear Diary,

Joey is such a dick! He treats everyone around him like shit, and people just soak it up. When you’re not pretty or popular I guess assholes like him make it a problem. I mean who dares their friend to ask you out, and then when you say yes they laugh at you. Telling you how crazy you are to ever think someone like you could find a boyfriend. I hate boys!! There is no such thing as a prince or a knight in shining armour.

Will couldn’t understand why you had never told him about these douchebags. He really was hurting reading these, but he just couldn’t stop.

He read all your excerpts about your first boyfriend you met in college. He read all the gritty details about how he was your first kiss, your first date, your first sexual partner and even though he cringed he found it wholesome. That was until he got to the part about your breakup. You didn’t write much other than “I hate cheaters” and “I hope he gets an STD and his dick falls off”

Based on those entries he knew that breakup was an extremely touchy one, and knew not to pry. However, your diary entries went rouge till the year you guys had met, and so he couldn’t help but start reading.

Dear Diary,

Why am I so hard to love? I just don’t get it! I put myself out there and I’m only good enough for one night stands and crappy dinner dates where I get left paying the tab. This is just so unfair. I truly believe love isn’t for me, I mean I’m 21 going on 22 and my dating life is a complete dumpster fire. What am I doing wrong?? I am so sick of these fairytale rom com movies that paint such bullshit images of true love and soulmates. I am going to be alone forever, and I will probably die alone too. Princes and knights in shining armour are still bullshit!!

All your insecurities began to make sense to Will. You had never had a man make you feel secure whether he was with you or not. You were constantly hurt, and it made the tear in his heart bigger. He couldn’t put your diary down as he felt the need to keep reading.

Dear Diary,

I met someone today at my new job. He is super cute and really nice. He is way out of my league though the guy is a total Ken doll!! Not to mention he is in the NHL?? Yeah like that would ever happen. I don’t know, but talking to him today was refreshing. It was like he actually saw me and heard me and wasn’t just looking past me. I really want to be his friend. He seems like a good person to be around.

Dear Diary,

Will asked me out on a date like a real date!! He didn’t laugh or seem like he didn’t care. He seemed nervous and his cheeks were so red. I said yes of course and his eyes lit up, it was like out of a movie. Nothing I have ever seen before!! Maybe princes and knights in shining armour are real after all…..

Dear Diary,

I haven’t written in here in so long, but Will and I have been together a full year! He makes me so happy and I feel like I don’t have to hide. I can be myself and be weird and annoying and he loves it! I mean he loves me! He actually told me he loves me and I almost fainted. I mean I always thought who could love someone like me? But clearly a 6 foot blonde haired, toned, sex god with a nice ass does! I scored big time. I hope one day we end up in Paris and under the eiffel tower we hold each other expressing our love under the moonlight. I don’t even know where I got Paris from, but it's the city of love right? He is my knight in shining honour!

Will closed the book, and had a small smile on his face. Being compared to a sex god while also finding out that you love him so much, and he makes you feel normal made his heart skip a beat. He closed the journal and went to put it back when suddenly something shiny caught his attention…your ring! You had been in this container recently!

He picked up the gold ring and placed everything back in the tin container, sliding it on the shelf where its original home was. He tip-toed out of the closet and out the room. Trotting down the stairs before standing in front of you. Your eyes moving from the tv to his grinning face.

“Ta daaa I found it” Will says as he holds the ring out in front of you.

Your eyes light up, and you take it from his hand placing it on your finger.

“Oh my- where?” you practically shout at him

“Um it was behind the toilet” he says quickly as to not give himself up

“Behind the toilet?" You say as your brows furrow

“Maybe you were cleaning and it slid off your finger? Or maybe it was on the sink and you knocked it over?” he replies as he plops down next to you on the couch

“Hmph, maybe” You say, shrugging your shoulders as you swirl the ring around your finger.

Will sat on the couch next to you as he chewed his lip running through thoughts. Why had you been in the tin container recently? Were you going through something silently? He was really hurt by what he read, and everything you went through. Will knew you would talk to him if something bothered you, but he started to question himself.

So it got him thinking, and here he was a week later bouncing his leg up and down in the restaurant nervous as ever. You both were tucked into a secluded booth of a dimly lit Italian restaurant. The soft chatter, live band and glasses tinking together had you both melting in the ambiance.

You both had sat talking the whole evening, giggling about nonsense and holding hands occasionally. Dessert had been served, and as you licked your spoon Will stared at you intently. His blue eyes sparkling in the candle light.

“You know I love you right?” Will suddenly asks you as you slowly look up at him.

“Yes I do, and I love you more” You reply back as you took another bite of your cake

“And, I would do anything for you. Anything to see a smile on your face” He says as he watches you with love in his eyes and a warm bloom in his chest.

“Well of course you have said that since day one” You say giggling

“I feel like now that our season is over I can truly spend some much needed time with you. I want to go on a vacation, just the two of us” He says softly as he grabs your hand, brushing his thumb over your knuckles.

“A vacation…that sounds lovely” You say to him as you soak in his touch.

“It will be, because it's all planned, and since you work for the Sharks I already got your time away approved” He says with a sheepish grin

“What? You didn’t have to do that! I could have waited till my one week vacation in a month” You reply as your heart melts

“No baby, I need to take you away sooner than that” He says as he leans over and plants a kiss on your shoulder.

“Where are we going?” You ask him as you look into his eyes.

“Paris” He says in a whisper as he searches your eyes for a reaction.

Your body jolts slightly and you gasp, as your hand flies up to your mouth. You shake your head side to side like you’re telling him you don’t deserve this. Tears prickle your waterline as you pull him in for a hug.

“I can’t believe this, you are such an amazing boyfriend. Thank you truly from the bottom of my heart” you say, pulling away as you attack him with kisses.

“I have always wanted to go, and you deserve to be in the city of love. Plus I hear it's beautiful in June. Just you, me and the eiffel tower I couldn’t ask for anything better” Will says as his lips crash to yours. The taste of your chocolate cake and his merlot mixing on your lips in an intoxicating way.

You both felt infinite as you shared that moment.

Time had passed agonizingly slow, the week dragging on as you anticipated your trip with Will. You could hardly contain your excitement, you called every one of your friends and family members. Many had never seen you this ecstatic before as you were practically jumping for joy every chance you got.

The week ended, and next thing you know you’re on a flight to Paris, France. Yapping Will’s ear off most of the time about everything you wanted to do in your week stay. He nodded along until he fell asleep mid conversation, and you sighed, turning over and shutting your own eyes.

Will kept on his word though because you did everything you wanted to do and more. You have seen so many beautiful architects and historical sights. You ate French delicacy meals and drank the best wine money could buy. Will even “allowed” you to smoke a French cigarette with your coffee one day. Not because you were a smoker, but because you had seen it in every movie growing up. He watched with a big smile on his face as he recorded and took pictures of you. Bursting into laughter as you make a disgusted face, you hated cigarettes!

On the last night there you both decided on a beautiful candlelit dinner. Enjoying the evening breeze through the restaurant windows. Your mind couldn’t wrap around how beautiful Paris is, or how amazing your boyfriend is. You truly felt like you were living a 2000s rom com.

So, after dinner you both walk around just chatting and laughing. Fingers interlocked as you held your stomach in laughter with your other hand.

“And you just let me look like an ass!” Will says in a high pitched tone as he shakes his head.

“No I did not! I told you to say farouche not douche” You reply laughing hysterically as you recall the incident.

“Yeah and everyone turned around and for sure thought “this dumb American” as I scream “douche” to the tour guide” Will says laughing as he attempts to hide his embarrassed face.

“Said it with such confidence too, and then the little “uh” that came out after. Oh my gosh Will that was so fucking funny. The panic in your eyes I wish I was recording” You say laughing as tears brim your eyes, your stomach hurting so much.

“Whateverrrr” Will huffs at you as he laughs too.

By this point you had circled back around, and it was relatively late. The streets were pretty empty for a summer night. You had been near the Eiffel Tower when you both decided to stop and embrace it. Leaning on the rail as the glory of it all enchanted you.

“Holy shit this is gorgeous” You say as you look up at the twinkling lights, Will’s gaze on you.

“Yeah you are” He says subconsciously as you lock eyes with him, blushing slightly.

“I can’t begin to express how thankful I am that you planned this whole trip for us. I have had nothing but an amazing time. It’s so pretty here, and I feel the love everywhere I go. You truly are the best” You state to him, pulling him in as you rest your head on his shoulder.

“You are the most hardworking woman I have ever met. You set your mind to something and you do it with no complaints. Not only that, but you are my rock! The support you have given me these past few years has made me a better man. I fucking love you with every bone in my body. I never thought that I could love someone as intensely as I do” Will replies as looks from the tower to you.

“Will, you have done everything and more for me the whole time we have been together. You have shown me love that I didn’t even know was possible let alone existed. When I am with you my whole world just stops, and it’s as if it’s only us” You say to him, biting your lip as you choke back a sob.

“I knew from the moment I laid eyes on you, that you were the one for me. You came in hot! You never backed down and you always challenged your superiors. My head was on a swivel when you were near. Everything about you just drew me in. I love you so much and I want you to know that I will love you forever” Will says as he faces me, his thumb caressing my cheek as his eyes twinkled with tears.

He went to open his mouth, but averted his eyes. Clearing his throat and blinking his tears away. He wanted to bring up the diaries he read, but didn’t know how you would react.

“I don’t want you to get upset with me, but I stumbled across your diaries when I was looking for your ring. I didn’t want to read them, but I could not help myself. The things I read and what you experienced broke my heart. I can’t believe so many guys in your life had made you feel less than” He says as he looks deep into your eyes

“Will-” You began but he cut you off.

It began to rain, not heavy but enough to have you shielding your eyes as you looked at him.

“Y/N you are gorgeous and funny, unbelievably smart and goal driven. Who cares if you’re weird? Everybody is weird! Little you and adult you deserve that knight in shining armour.” He says as the rain begins to pick up.

“Will, it doesn’t matter. It’s only a diary everyone knows, diaries are just full of crap” You say as you begin to get drenched.

“No! Absolutely not. It does matter and your feelings are valid. You deserved better, and I’m sorry if I have ever done anything in our relationship for you to question me” He says as he runs his hands through his hair

You shake your head as you open your mouth “No! You have never done anything that would make me question what we have. You are perfect and have always been perfect” You say as you grab onto him.

“Why were you looking in that container then?” Will asks as he searches your eyes for an answer.

“I wanted to reflect! I wanted to see all the pain I had gone through, and how I turned out to be just fine” You say a little louder as the rain picked up a little bit more.

Will looked between your eyes as he soaked in your answer. Suddenly he pulled you in and your lips crashed at the speed of light. The twinkling of the tower, the rain getting heavier and Will’s hands around your waist as he kissed deeper. This was a kiss full of passion and it made your knees a little weak.

Will pulled away as he looked at you, eyes still glossy with tears.

“God..I’m in love with you. I just need you to know” He says as he kisses you again, this time quicker.

“I love you so much” You say as you stare into his eyes, yours filling with tears as well.

“We’re getting soaked, come on lets go” Will says as he grabs your hand.

You both run in the rain giggling as you both almost slip on the wet cobblestones. Running towards your hotel, you both enter. Basking in the heat of the lobby before making your way into the elevator.

Giggles subsiding, you both stand with your backs against the wall. Looking at one another, locking eyes intensely. Will pounces on you, his lips attaching to yours before moving to the corner of your mouth, then your jaw and down to your neck.

Pulling little faint gasps from you as his warm lips nipped at your cool skin. Pushing him against the wall your lips move from his to his neck. Lightly sucking and peppering him in kisses. His breath catches in his throat, pupils blown wide as he relishes in your warmth.

The elevator dings, and you both pull away from each other. Hurrying down the corridor to your hotel room. The minute you step in Will is back on you. His hands grab the back of your neck and spin you around towards him. Kissing you passionately as your tongues fight for dominance.

Left hand still on the back of your neck as his right hand crept past your waist and caressed just under your breast. You moaned into his mouth, burning and aching for his physical touch.

Pulling away you both catch your breaths. Panting as you stare at his rosy cheeks and wet hair. Backing away from one another your gazes fight for dominance.

“I love you so fucking much, but right now I’m going to fuck you like I hate you” Will says in a low growl.

You smile devilishly at him, and nod your head.

Do Not Disturb

The End

I hope you baddies enjoyed this one! I had fun writing a little domesticated Will imagine. Thanks for the support

“Mozart why are you actually going to be the death of me” you groan as you pull the hair close to your scalp

You were currently studying for your midterm in music, and of course your ancient teacher was making the test impossible to pass. You laid on your stomach on your bed, sheets sprawled out everywhere and your laptop 30 seconds away from overheating.

You had to remember Mozart, Beethoven, Bach’s and many more artists' life stories. Not only that, but you had to memorize what their sheet music looked like. You were a junior taking a filler elective class, and yet it was the hardest one you have taken in your whole college career.

Truthfully you wanted to scream and rip all your notes up and just curse at the sky. You already had a B in that class and if you failed you’d likely be down to a C- or even a D+. You could not have that, so you continued to punish yourself with studying.

It was close to 11:30, and you knew Fraser would be coming over soon. You told him you would watch the game, but you didn’t as studying took up all your time. You brushed it off because you were sure they won. They were playing against the Rangers who could lose to them?

However, you should have known something was up with the way Fraser bursted through the door and slammed it shut. The glass cups in the kitchen rattled and you jumped slightly. You were deep in thought jotting down some new notes, but you heard his huffing and his shoes hit the wall as he kicked them off. Your brows furrowed, why was he being so loud?

“I’m in here baby” you call out in a sing song manner as you shake the cramp out of your hand before continuing to jot down more notes

Fraser slid into the room ominously and shrugged his thin jacket off. Tossing it on your chair by your makeup vanity. You slid over because you knew he wanted to lay next to you.

“How was the game? Win big” you say giddy as you look from my paper to the laptop screen

“No…..we lost…..4-1” he says in a faint manner as his hand lands on the back of my calf.

“Ah that’s alright you’ll win next time, I bet you played good” you state flipping the page as you grab some music sheets

“Season is almost over baby, and I’m pretty sure we are not making it to the playoffs” he said as he began to rub your legs, relaxing into his touch as you hadn’t realized how tense you were.

“Ugh I’m sorry baby, I should’ve watched and paid attention. I’ve just been so busy studying all day. I have to get at least a B on this midterm” you reply as you scribble down words faster

“It’s alright. I had a rough game, I played like shit. I missed you and I want you” Fraser says in a low and wanting tone

“In a little bit, I’m trying to study” you say brushing him off without even looking back at him

He sighs loudly and sucks his teeth, but you don't pay him any mind. Fraser switches positions, bringing his head by yours and his feet towards the headboard. He shifts on his side as his face is near yours. He places small kisses to your arm and shoulders, and you smile as you continue to read and write.

“You’re so beautiful” he murmurs as his lips press against your arm

“Love you baby” you say as you melt into the kiss

“Love you more” he says breathlessly and in a hush tone

But you don’t miss it, the faint roll of his hips ever so lightly. His left hand faintly runs up and down your back, tracing shapes on your spine. He does it again, but this time a little harder. He starts to rut against your thigh. Breathlessly moaning as he tries to keep it a secret, but you know.

“Fraser….what are you doing?” You ask like a mother suspicious of her child

“Hmm…nothing” he chokes out as the side of his face lay pressed against you

But he can’t stop, and he won’t. The friction of his jeans against his dick as he rocks his hips is sending him into overdrive. He was unbelievably touch starved, and he couldn’t control himself.

He was humping you by now, his hips rocking harder as his mouth fell open. Little moans and whimpers leave his mouth as his hand is clasped to your back firmly. Not paying attention as his eyes were screwed shut and his lips remained parted, Fraser starts to drool on your shirt. His glasses dig into your skin as he pushes against you harder. The bed starts to creak with how hard he’s starting to hump. Your writing becomes scribbled as you try to remain still.

You weren’t sure why you continued to let him rut against you. Maybe you liked the humiliation he may feel after, or maybe you just found it hot. Having your giant, muscular and nerdy boyfriend melt into you as he humps and drools like a dog with its favorite toy.

“Fraser…I asked you what are you doing?” You ask firmly as you slam your pen down on your book

“Mmm….I’m sorry… I’m sorry I can’t help it. You’re so pretty and so sweet and I want you so bad and I want you to touch me so bad” he babbles on as he slows his hips down. The drool soaking through your shirt, and all you can feel is the wetness with the pressure of the plastic from his glasses digging into the same sore spot.

“And I told you to let me finish studying, and I’d give you what you wanted, but you didn’t listen. You’re selfish and only care about getting what you want” you reply back with a slight tone of annoyance, Fraser’s biggest fear.

“What? No! No! I’m not selfish. I’m sorry I’m sorry please. I just love you so much, and seeing you lay here like this has got my mind all fucked up” he says pulling away and looking at your side profile. Worried eyes scanning your face because you wouldn’t turn to look at him.

“Do you want me to fail my midterm? Do you want me to fail the class and have to retake it? And pay for it all over again? Do you think I’m made of money?” You ask him as you pick your pen up again and start writing faster

“No…no… I never said that. Plus I’m signed for a 2 million dollar contract. I can just pay for your tuition if you happen to fail” he says in a smug whispered tone, kissing your shoulder and trailing his hand down your back before squeezing your ass.

One part of you ached because he was so sweet, willing to pay for your schooling; but the other part of you bubbled in anger that he kind of didn’t care if you’d fail.

Your head snapped to the right, glaring at him intensely. His eyes soften and his brows furrow in a puppy dog manner. His hand is still groping your ass. The irony of this whole situation. He’s all flustered and cute and shy while his hand is violently squeezing at your behind.

“I should get up and go study in the kitchen and lock your ass in here, but I’m not that mean” you state as you stand up, collecting all your materials and placing them on your desk.

A gleam of hope pops into his eyes as he sits up on the bed, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. His body was so hot and flushed he was like a human torch.

“So what I’ll have you do instead is strip for me, and lay on the bed. You will wait till I feel that I am done with my studying before you get anything you want” you say with a smile as you sit in your chair.

“What? But…but” he says standing up like a kid who just got scolded.

“No buts, just do” you say firmly as you chew on the back of your pen

“That’s not fair. You’re being mean” he says as his eyes drop and he sits at the edge of your bed

“I’m being mean? After humping me like a horny dog I shouldn’t give you anything. I’m giving you the chance to earn me” you say with emphasis on the ending.

He stares at you before his eyes drop to the floor, he knows you’re right. Slowly he slides his socks off. He licks his bottom lip before standing up. His buckle clinking as he slides it off.

“Look at you listening to me, so good to me” you say in a tsk manner as you watch his eyes widen and his cheeks heat up. His throat ran dry, and he couldn’t think of much to say.

“Continue” you say ushering him to go on as you collect your sheets of notes and organize them

Fraser felt humiliated, removing his clothes for you as you occasionally watched. More focused on getting your notes aligned and stapling them together.

He removes his shirt next in one swift motion, wanting to toss it somewhere on the floor but you stop him.

“Give it to me, I’m going to keep it. Hold against my body as I touch myself when you’re on roadies, breathing you in” you say as you lick your lips. Taking the shirt from his hand and folding it nicely before placing it behind you on your dresser.

“You’re teasing me, and I don’t know how much longer I can last” he moans out as his chest rises and falls rapidly. The bulge in his boxers is painfully obvious.

He goes to sit back on the bed, but you stop him.

“Nuh uh, underwear too” you say, swaying your index finger side to side. He whimpers lowly, but obliges.

Sliding his boxers down, his dick springs up. Massive and red begging to be touched. You inhale sharply, cocking your head to the side and licking your bottom lip slightly.

He reaches for his glasses before you stop him once again.

“Leave them on!” You practically shout at him, but he listens. Sliding them back up his nose before running a shaky hand through his hair.

Shooing him away you open your mouth “now go lay down on the bed, do not touch yourself, do not talk, do not beg. I will finish my studying, and if you listen I shall give into your desires” you state as you turn the chair to face your desk. Flicking the desk lamp on you get back into your notes.

As you studied, Fraser laid there head in between two pillows, hands interlocked and placed over his chest. His breathing rapid as his mouth hung open. He felt like his whole body was on fire, warm and aching for release.

His dick twitched against his lower stomach, his abs and happy trail sticky with pre cum. Just the sight of you ignoring him while he laid there pathetically almost had him cumming on the spot. It didn’t take much for Fraser to find his release, but he was holding out in fear you wouldn’t touch him.

He loved when you took control and used him, but he felt primal. He wanted to ravish you, and he was going to get that one way or another.

What felt like hours to Fraser was truly only 45 minutes. You were pretty confident that you’d pass, but more importantly you needed Fraser badly. Closing your laptop and putting your notes away, you shut off the desk lamp and made your way over to him.

“Because I’m feeling extra nice, and because you were so well behaved I’ll let you decide what you want” you say to him as you stand at the side of the bed hovering over him.

“I need you, I need to touch you and fuck you. I need to bask in your warmth and feel you clench around me” he says in a whimper

“You want control tonight?” You ask him as you cock a brow

“Please” he moans out as his hands clench

“Who am I to deny my good boy of what he deserves” you say as you run your hands through his hair. His eyes shut as he relishes in the touch.

You slide out of your bottoms, and Fraser sits up with his back against the headboard. Motioning for you to sit in between his legs and you comply.

His hard dick digging into your back as you’re pressed against his hard chest. His hands hooking each one of your legs on the outside of his.

Tracing his fingers up and down your thighs, over to the waistband of your hot pink underwear. Sliding his fingers along the seam before pulling back. Running his hands up your torso and to your breasts, squeezing roughly.

Your head snaps back as your hips jut forward, a small moan leaving your mouth. Fraser uses this as an invitation to kiss along your jawline and down to your neck. His teeth grazing your warm skin as he uses his palms to rub your nipples through your shirt.

Lifting forward he removes the shirt from your body and you push your hair out of the way. His lips pepper kisses on your shoulder as his hands slide back down towards your underwear.

Hooking his thumbs on the sides he pulls them down, and then you kick them off. You spread your legs for him again. Bringing his middle and ring finger to your mouth he presses against your lips. You take his fingers into your mouth and swirl your tongue around the calloused skin. He groans in your ear, and you clench around nothing.

Removing his fingers from your mouth he slides them down to clit. Rubbing lightly before sliding them down and collecting your arousal.

“Mmm so wet for me” he whispers into your ear which causes a shiver down your spine

“Yeah…. Loved seeing you hard and waiting for me after humping me like a starved man” you moan out as your eyes shut.

“Can’t believe my humiliation gets you this aroused” he says as he inserts his middle finger. Your mouth hangs open as a babbled moan leaves your throat.

His thumb rubs as his finger slides in and out, you feel like your body is on fire. You craved more and your grip on his bicep told him the same.

Inserting a second finger you damn near jumped out of his arms. The stretch with the pressure had you seeing stars.

“Please, please please” you moan as his fingers begin to assault you. Both are curved upwards just right as they slam into you. All you can hear is your wetness, your moans and his fingers slamming against you.

“Fuck! Fraser I’m not going to last” you screech out as your toes curl. He pulls your head back with his left hand. The back of your head touching his shoulder as he licks up your neck. Kissing your jawline before whispering in your ear.

“You look so hot like this, letting me abuse your pussy with my fingers. You can’t even talk” he says in a groan as his nose is pressed to your cheek, his glasses fogging up.

His fingers slamming in non stop as you moan, your eyes screwed shut as you roll your hips with each thrust. You can feel yourself about to cum, your walls clenching around his fingers and your sobs getting choked.

“But you’re not cumming on my fingers” he says before sliding his fingers from where you needed him the most.

Before you could even open your mouth to speak, Fraser pushes you off of him. Falling forward you catch yourself, on your hands and knees in front of him. Whimpering so pathetically.

“You’re so sexy, but you were embarrassing me earlier. So now I’m going to fuck you from behind and take what I want” Fraser groans from behind you as he grips your ass harshly and pushes you forwards even more.

You didn’t even care to argue with him when you were so close to orgasming and he took that away from you. You needed him to fuck you so badly you couldn’t even think straight.

Fraser slides his dick up and down between your folds, coaxing himself in your arousal. He lines himself up before sliding into you. Bottoming out within seconds.

“Fuck” you both moan, your hands gripping the sheets as it was your turn to drool now. His hands gripping your hips as he starts to thrust into you.

His hips showing no mercy as he pounds into you, Fraser becoming a whimpering mess. He was begging for a release and with how warm and tight you felt he didn’t think he could last much longer.

“Fraser you’re so good to me” you moan out as you dig your face further into the sheets

“You take me so well, you were made for me” he growls as he grips onto you harder

His gold chain banging against his chest with each thrust, he uses his right hand to push his glasses up the bridge of his nose as they cloud with a little bit of sweat and fog.

Using that same hand he brushes his hair back and out of his face, a few strands fall forward as his thirsts get faster.

“Please baby I’m so close” you moan out as you clench around him

“I know, I know” he coos as he lifts you up towards his chest. His arms wrapping around your stomach as he crashes his hips into you. Your head falling back but not before slobbering onto his forearms

“Am I fucking my girl stupid? Huh? Drooling all over me” he says in a teasing manner

“Not fair .…you were drooling too” you moan out through gritted teeth as his tip brushed places you didn’t even know existed.

“I love to drool all over you, you get me so dumb and horny” he groans as he bites his lip

“Im gonna cum, please please” you screech out as you feel your thighs start to shake and your knees get like jello.

“You’re such a good girl” He moans through gritted teeth.

“Fraser! You feel so good” you moan out as you try to hold yourself up

“Fuck I love you so much” He says groaning wildly

“I love you too” you whine out as a small sob leaves your mouth. You were so close again and his dick was curving perfectly inside you right now.

Fraser’s hips smashing into yours non stop. Fast, hard and deep as he grunts behind you. His groaning turns to whimpers which you know means he’s close.

“You gonna cum” you moan out to him and clench down on him

“Fuck…..yeah” He moans out swallowing thickly.

The bed bangs against the wall rapidly and the boxspring creaks. Fraser and you sticking together like glue from the sweat. His chain tangled in your hair and his glasses slipping down.

“Oh my god- Fraser I’m gonna cum” you moan as your body starts to convulse

His right hand slides to your clit as he begins to rub in fast circles. A loud scream leaves your lips.

“Fuckkkk! I can’t” you moan as your orgasm washes over you and you start to limp forwards. Your body shakes as you clench down on him. Moaning and whimpering incoherent pleads mixed in with his name.

“I got you baby, I got you" he coos as he lets your body fall forward. Tears streak your cheeks as your mouth hangs open. You could’ve sworn you blacked out from how good it felt.

Sliding out of you, and turning you over. You look up at your sexy nerd of a boyfriend. Red and sweaty chest, pink cheeks, gold chain glistening in the light, glasses sliding down his nose and his hair a slicked back mess. His hand firmly stroking his dick as he chases his own high.

Tiredly you rake your nails up and down his thighs and his mouth falls open.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum, can I?” He asks implying he wants to cum on your chest

You nod your head and run your hands up his thighs again. His thighs shake as his arm moves faster.

“Shit shit shit” he whimpers out as his orgasm washes over him, his body trembling as he paints your chest in his cum. His mouth hangs open as he thanks you.

“Fuck I love you” he says in a whisper as he leans down and kisses you. Your tongues fighting for dominance, pulling away with a string of saliva still keeping you guys connected

“Don’t move” he whispers as he stands up

Grabbing his phone he takes a picture of you. Fucked out, sweaty and covered in his cum. Chucking his phone behind him. He helps you off of the bed and towards the bathroom.

You shower together, and he holds you up most of the time as he scrubs your body. Stopping every five minutes to connect your lips.

When you finish with your shower you sit in the chair at your desk, clad in an oversized shirt and shorts. Brushing your wet hair as you watch Fraser.

His sweatpants hung really low, his glasses sliding down once again, his toned back and his gold chain banging against his chest. He removes the sheets and cover from your bed and throws them in the wash. Replacing them with newly freshly washed ones that smell like fresh cotton and him.

He helps you to the bed and snuggles with you. Kissing your shoulder and your jaw and then your cheek and finally your lips.

“I love you so much, and you’re always so good to me” he says as he squeezes you tighter

“Thats how I feel about you, you’re always treating me so good and giving me everything I want” you say to him as you peck his lips.

“Wouldnt have it any other way” he says winking and getting all shy

“No more humping my leg like a puppy, or I will have to punish you” you say winking at him

“Ouu no promises then” he says giggling and blushing

You remained there babbling on into the wee hours of the morning. Eventually falling asleep close to 3am, tucked warmly in each other's arms as his lips were pressed to your forehead.

The End

I never know how to end smuts without sounding cringe and rushed. Oh well! Enjoy

Luke wasn’t sure when he fell asleep, or when you slid from his embrace and he turned over but the coldness next to him woke him. Cracking one eye open he was met with the view of your poster clad walls, grinning to himself slightly. He rubbed his eyes with his left hand as they adjusted to the brightness of the sun peaking in.

Turning over he looked over at you, and was shocked to see you with a book so close to your face as you scrunched your nose to prevent your glasses from slipping down. As to not frighten you he gently rubbed the back of his knuckles against your sheet covered thigh.

“Lukey, you’re up” you state as you lower the book slightly and smile at him

“Yeah the bed was getting cold I thought you left me” Luke responds as he smiles at you

“Leave you? I would never” you reply as you lean down and peck his lips

“Oh I’m glad, don’t know how I’d survive that heartbreak” he says clutching his heart dramatically

“What a baby” you say shoving him playfully

“What time is it anyway?” he asks as he sits up and stretches his shoulders and back

“Uhh it is 7:30 to be exact” you say to him as you turn back to your book and flip the page

“Jeez! Why are you up so early?” he says laughing as he stands up and stretches the rest of his body

“I couldn’t sleep, so I decided to shower and lay down again; and then when I still couldn’t sleep I just decided to read” you reply back as you flip to the next page again

“Hmph, what are you reading?” he asks as he trots over to his bag he brought with him to spend the night

“This guy is a detective who can travel to the past and future, and basically he is trying to find this missing woman because he thinks she may be trapped in another universe. However, he finds her in every universe and falls in love with her, but then when they get to a certain part of their relationship he is zapped into another decade. It’s a mystery romance, I don’t know but it's pretty good” you reply shrugging your shoulders as you read the cover of the book.

“Seems hard to follow along” Luke replies to you as he scratches the back of his neck

“Kind of, but it isn’t too bad” you say giggling at his confused expression

“Well I hope you enjoy, can I go shower?” he asks shyly as he points behind him

“Of course, you don’t have to ask” You say giggling and blushing at his meek attitude

He nods briefly before grabbing his stuff, and stepping out to the bathroom down the hall.

Luke has been to your apartment many times, and you have been to his as well; but this was a bit more special. Last night he stood over your place for the first time ever, taking your relationship to the next level you both felt. Luke and you had developed such a strong connection and deep yearning for one another that you were taking many things slow. You had been dating for 5 months and felt like the happiest girl in the world. There was a mutual understanding of wanting to take things slow, and the lack of pressure to do things was a breath of fresh air for you both.

At most, you guys had wandering hands here and there, and kisses that got intense and landed up with your lips on each other's necks and collar bones. It was intimate and prized and you both loved it every time. So, when you invited Luke over to spend the night he got nervous, as he never slept with anyone before; and was scared to ruin things between you both. You eased his mind when you stated you didn’t want to do anything, but have a normal sleepover. Because, let's face it! You both were not ready for sex just yet. Smiling to yourself you curled back into your book as you heard the shower start to run from down the hall.

Luke hopped into the shower, reaching over to his shampoo that he placed on the edge. He began to wash his hair, rinsing it out and turning to face the water to clear the suds off his face. That was when something suddenly caught his attention.

On one of the caddy shelves attached to the shower wall sat a man’s razor and Gillette shaving cream. Luke felt his heart drop to his stomach, wiping his eyes to make sure this was real. He blinked fast as his heartbeat sped up. Did you really have him stay the night if you were seeing someone else? Why were you seeing someone else? Were you planning to break up with him?

He didn’t even feel angry, he was hurt and anxious and nauseous now for some reason. He shook his head. He dried his hands really quick and grabbed his phone, opening the group chat with his brothers.

Hey quick question guys.

Quinn texts back almost instantly

What's up?

I’m at Y/N’s and I spent the night, but I’m having an issue

An issue? Can’t get it up? Jack texts back in milliseconds

Was she not too pleased? Quinn texts back as well

Dude? No! We did not have sex, and we are not having sex. Not that it is any of your business, just for the record!!!!

Well then what is your issue? Jack replies

Luke sends a picture his brothers of his findings

You shaved? Jack texts back

No you idiot! He clearly sent this because it isn’t his. Quinn texts back

Dudeeee, no way!!! Do you think she’s cheating? Jack texts

I mean I would hope not

We’re super happy

And we made it clear we are dating and exclusive

I don’t know what to do

I am panicking actually

Luke mass texts as a form of coping with the possible idea that you are cheating on him

Lukey I promise you Y/N is not cheating on you. Have you seen the way she stares at you? Like you’re the only person in the world. Mom and dad even notice it. Just talk to her, I am sure there is a reasonable explanation. Quinn responds to him

Yeah bro Y/N would never play you like that, and she is a smart girl. What I’m saying is if she was cheating she would not leave any evidence behind! Jack replies to the group chat

Great way with words!! Quinn responds back

Minus what Jack said, you guys are right. I will ask her, and I will keep you updated. Quinn and Jack both thumbs up the message

Later Lukey. Jack texts and Quinn thumbs up that one as well

Continuing his shower, the razor and shaving cream really haunted him. He refused to look at it as he finished up his shower. Luke felt shamed and used as he ran over every scenario in his head as to why you had men's products in your shower. He kind of just wanted to leave and sit in a dark corner. He was truly being extra, but he has never been in a relationship, so he still felt insecurities creep up on him here and there.

Luke came back into the room with furrowed brows and his gaze averted to the floor. Shoving his dirty clothes and shower products in his bag.

“Hey baby! You can leave your products here if you’d like” You say to him smiling shyly as you surf through tv channels

“Uhh yeah its fine” Luke responds aggressively shoving the things in his bag in a hurry

“Is everything alright?” You ask as you notice how rough and fast he’s being

“I’m fine” He replies to you as he runs his hands through his hair

Sitting down at the edge of the bed with a sigh, and slipping his socks on

“Luke what happened? You were fine before your shower, and now you’re acting all weird” You say as you slide the sheets off your legs and scooch down next to him.

“Nah don’t worry about it” he replies as he looks at you as you sit next to him

“Lukey don’t do that, talk to me” You say as you rub his shoulder with your right hand

He briefly relishes in the warmth of your touch, clenching his jaw and closing his eyes.

“It's just…..there’s um…there’s a man's razor and men's shaving cream in your shower. I know it’s probably not a big deal and I am overreacting. I just thought we were exclusive, and I guess I just want to know are you um… are you seeing other people? Are you cheating on me?” Luke asks, whispering the last part and cringing as it leaves his mouth.

You want to laugh in his face, not because you’re a mean person; but because Luke has got it all wrong and is stressed for no reason. So, you crack a small smile and rub your thumb on his cheek. Beginning to giggle at the situation before opening your mouth

“Baby, those are mine. I would never cheat on you. I haven’t even glanced in another man's direction since the day we started talking. It has always been you, and will always be you” you say as you search his face. Seeing that he was truly hurt, you hurriedly place a kiss to his cheek

“I was not laughing at you, just the situation. I never have anyone over, so it didn’t even click in my brain to tell you or move those things from the caddy” You say to him as you continue to rub his shoulders

“I’m such an idiot, I’m so sorry for jumping to conclusions. I just saw that and I have never been in a relationship before, so I just figured the worst. Which is not fair to you might I add because you have never done anything in our relationship for me to ever question your loyalty” he replies as he looks into your eyes shaking his head in disbelief

“Lukey it's okay, trust me if I stood at your house and saw a woman's razor and body wash I would totally flip out. I would probably curse you out without letting you explain, but that is because I have been cheated on before as you know. My reaction would be intense, and your reaction was pretty calm for suspecting me of cheating" I state as I giggle

“I was just super anxious, I didn’t even know what to say or if I wanted to say anything at all” He says giggling with you

“Luke if you ever are unsure of anything please communicate it with me. Communication can make or break a relationship” I say as I plant a kiss to his lips

“I promise I will from now on” he says as he presses his lips against yours once again

Sliding back into bed as they put a movie on, Luke pulls you closer to his chest as he kisses the side of your head.

“Why do you use men's razors and shaving cream?” He suddenly asks laughing at it

“Because women's razors suck! The head is so small and it is only like two blades. TMI but I have a lot of hair and two blades ain’t cutting it! Pun intended! I need those five blades to get my legs and body all smooth. As far as the shaving cream I love the cooling effect of the Gillette one, so that is why I use it” you say as you shrug your shoulders and laugh with Luke

“You are so interesting, glad we cleared that up” Luke says laughing as he kisses my cheek

“Yeah your girlfriend isn’t cheating on you, she’s just hairy as fuck” you reply as you shake your head giggling

“Well glad to know” he replies back as he cracks up

It’s so funny how a razor and shaving cream almost had Luke’s world crashing and burning. Communication is the key to success.

The End

Such a dumbass idea I had, but I felt the need to write it! IDKKK enjoy though.

Strawberries, cherries and an angel’s kiss in Spring

(Lana Del Rey)

Dating Luke in secret was tricky, I mean we had to find time to be a couple without our parents finding out, his brothers finding out, their coach and the rest of the world watching Luke’s every move. We had been keeping it hush for about a year, and honestly the distance helped us too. I stood back in Michigan while Jack and he had moved to Jersey a couple years back.

I grew up with the Hughes’, our parents were long time friends, and for as long as I could remember the four of us were super close. I was a year older than Luke, but we got along the most. He was more sensitive and reserved before he really got into hockey. I had never looked at either of them as anything other than brothers no matter how many times their mom tried to set me up with one of them in secrecy.

That changed when a year and a half ago the brothers had returned back home to Michigan after the NHL season was over. Of course I knew that they were attractive young men, but when I saw Luke walk into my parents house it was as if time slowed. Instantly thinking to myself, when did he get so hot?

And clearly he felt the same way because we talked all night, and anytime we could see each other. I had a shitty summer job at an ice cream parlor, and he would come pick me up when my shift was over. We would eat some crappy fast food, and laugh all night. At the end of that summer, when the three prepared to head back to their states to start training again Luke and I shared a kiss. A passionate one in a small row bot on the calm lake. The sun set casting a warm glow over both our skin. We knew then that this was something more than a friendship. I really liked him, and he really liked me.

But we were nervous about getting together, and he and I decided not to pursue the relationship. When he left I felt a part of my heart tear, but we kept in contact every day and that was when we decided to just give the relationship a shot. We made the decision to keep it hush from everyone, and see where it would take us.

Shockingly it wasn’t that hard because we were still family friends, so texting and calling and video chatting wasn’t that strange. During breaks with school I would go up to Jersey for the weekend, and we would spend many nights in my hotel room. Catching up, kissing and cuddling. Laughing at each other and just falling in love.

We loved privacy, no dumb rumors about us, no hateful comments and no pressure to be perfect everywhere we turned. A year is a long time to keep silent, and sometimes the secret is just too big to stay contained.

{Michigan-Mid July}

I was running into the Hughes’ home as I was late to their barbeque. My parents blew up my phone asking where I was. Running inside I placed my purse on the dining room chair. Washing the fresh fruit and placing it back in the bowl. Making my way over to the sliding glass door, pulling it open I practically ran out.

“I’m here! I’m so sorry I’m late” I say as I look at everyone. Ellen sitting across from my parents, and Luke and his brothers sitting at the end of the table

“Oh you’re not late honey! You’re right on time” Ellen says as she gets up and gives me a hug

“I was at the orchards, and I lost track of time….butttt I brought fresh cherries. They’re super sweet and ripe” I reply as I place the bowl on the table

“Oh those look awesome” My dad states as he grabs a few

Making my way around the table I hug and kiss my mom and dad hello. Walking over to Jim at the grill and hugging him hello as well.

“Smells great” I say as I take a step back, leaning down I open the cooler and take out an ice cold water bottle.

“Hope it tastes as good as it looks, your pops marinated the meat this time” He says laughing

“If it sucks I’ll order us a pizza” I reply laughing with him

Making my way over to the end of the table I take a seat next to Quinn.

“Hi guys” I say chipper as I try not to stare too much at Luke

“Hows it going” Jack says

“Oh its going, it’s so damn hot today” I reply downing my water

“The hottest day of the month” Quinn states taking a swig of his beer

“Nice dress dork” Luke says laughing at me

I scoff at him and roll my eyes. I happened to love my white dress with little cherries all over them.

“Oh shut up you dweeb, my dress is cute” I reply shooing him

“Luke you’re such a nerd” Quinn says in a monotone manner

“Yeah I agree” I reply looking Luke dead in his eyes

My mom had slid the bowl of cherries down to us, and I took a few. Placing them on a napkin I began to eat them.

“They’re so good, take some guys” I say as I slide the bowl towards the brothers.

Quinn and Jack take a handful and begin to devour them. I gave Luke a confused look.

“Don’t want any?” I asked Luke, the slightest bit of concern laced in my tone

“I would love to, but I’m allergic” He says shrugging his shoulders

“What? I had no idea” I said as I licked my fingers

“Yeah I had no idea till I ate a few a while back and my tongue got all itchy and I broke out in hives” he replied back to me

“Wow sucks to be you, who’s the dork now” I say pointing and laughing at him

At some point both Luke and I were inside, and we snuck a few kisses here and there. Looking over our shoulders before connecting our lips.

“Luke you’re going to get us caught” I say as I pull away from him

“Mmmm I know, but your lips are so sweet I can’t help myself” He replies dipping his head down once more and connecting our lips again. Melting into the kiss, but soon snapping out of it. Remembering where we were I pulled away.

After we all ate we all helped clean up. Pecking Luke’s lips every time the coast was clear. Right now everyone was back outside. Relaxing near the lake, talking and chatting. Jack and Quinn tossing a football to one another.

Luke came in to use the bathroom while I was drying the dishes, but really he snuck over to swap spit. I finished drying the dishes, and instantly attached my lips to his. Melting into his touch as his arms wrapped around my waist. Our tongues fight for dominance passionately and tenderly. The distance clearly affected us, as we couldn’t break away from one another.

“Okay lets go back out before they get suspicious” I say pulling away from Luke as I smooth out his shirt.

“I want to stay like this forever though, I missed you” He says back as his hands run up and down my sides.

“I know, but we can’t be here too long” I say giggling

“Okay lets go” He responds back with a slight annoyance to his voice

Wiping his face and making sure it doesn’t look like we’ve been making out I notice something.

“Luke your mouth is super red” I say gigging a little

“Yeah we just got done making out what did you expect” he says laughing as he licks his lips

“I know, but they’re really red” I say getting nervous that they would know we were kissing

“It’s okay and it’s probably from the sun too! Got a lil sun burnt” he says shrugging his shoulder, totally unfazed

Nodding my head as he helped me bring the desserts out and set up the table. Everyone joined us again for coffee and sweet treats.

I decided to finish off the cherries as we sat and chatted. Indulging in a few other pastries.

Luke had stepped inside to use the bathroom again, and right when I decided I would get up too. My mom called to me

“Sweetie, can you do me a favor and put this in the car for me” she says as she hands me some items Ellen had given her

“Yeah sure” I say smiling as I stood up

Walking into the house to grab the car keys. Luke was hunched over at the island on his phone.

“Luke help me” I call out to him and he follows instantly

Helping me with the items and helping me put them in my parents car. Closing the trunk he looked around. Before slightly pinning me against the back of the car.

Crashing his lips to mine as his left hand caressed my right cheek. Our tongues once again fighting for dominance ever so gently.

“I don’t know how long I can keep doing this, I want to touch you and kiss you at all times” he says as he puts his forehead on mine

“Just a little while longer. Plus I like sneaking around it’s exciting” I say winking at him

“Yeah too exciting. I can’t keep walking into my parents house with a half hard on” he says slightly adjusting himself

“I’m sorry” I say laughing as I kiss him on the cheek

Walking inside I tell Luke to stay behind for longer before coming out and rejoining us. 10 minutes had passed, and he came out.

“Lukey boy nice of you to join us” Jack says as he claps his hands together

“Oh honey where were-“ his mom starts, but then suddenly stops

“Are you feeling okay?” She asks him looking at him concerned as everyone else turned to look at him too

“Yes! Why?” He asks laughing at them

“Sweetie your mouth is all red and you have some hives around your face” she says standing up and examining him

“What did you eat son?” His dad asks him as he trots over to where he’s standing

“I mean what everyone else ate! And some desserts” he says looking at his parents

“Did you eat cherries at all?” Jack asks him as he looks at his brother slightly concerned

“Cherries? Dude obviously not if I’m allergic” he says rolling his eyes at his brother

But suddenly my heart sank and my eyes widened slightly. I had been eating cherries all day, and then kissing Luke every chance we got.

“You’re only allergic to cherries, so there must have been some cross contamination” Quinn chimes in

“There’s no way” Luke says, but suddenly it hits him too. He realizes that our kissing is the reason for his allergic reaction.

His eyes lock with mine briefly and I make a face at him. Basically telling him not to say anything. And he looks at me, basically telling me he has to say something.

“Something weirds going on here” Quinn says looking at everyone

“What are you talking about?” Luke asks almost instantly

“If you didn’t eat any cherries then how come you are breaking out in hives like you did” Quinn asks him as he squints, almost like he’s onto his younger brother

Luke blinks rapidly and he goes to open his mouth as he looks at me.

“Luke don’t!” I blurt out faster than I can think and suddenly everyone’s head is on a swivel and they look at me

“I KNEW IT!” Jack yells as he high fives Quinn who also had a stupid smirk on his face as he looks between Luke and I

“Knew what?” Ellen asks him

“The only other person who was eating a ton of cherries was Y/N, and everytime she was in the house, so was Luke and vice versa. Your son has broken out in hives because he has been kissing her all day long” Jack says laughing at us

“You what now?” Jim asks him as he looks at us in shock

“Yes! Yes, okay! Fine! You caught us” Luke says hanging his head low

“What- when- How long has this been going on?” Ellen asks in complete shock

“A year” I whisper

“A YEAR?!” Everyone screams out in our shock

“Yes we’ve been dating for a year, and we decided to keep it on the low to prevent any craziness between family, friends and the media” Luke says

“And now I’m kind of regretting not saying anything because I gave your son an allergic reaction and this is insane” I state as I run my hands over my face

“How have you been together a year, and we didn’t know anything?” My mom asks me

“We kept it as private as we could” I say shaking my head

“I knew something was up! All those weekend trips to Jersey” my dad stated laughing at me

“Mhmm and you got real secretive about who you spoke to on the phone” my mom stated

“And when you flaked on me all those weekends……wow dude” Jack said scoffing at Luke

“We didn’t mean to keep it a secret and hurt anyone’s feelings” I say as Luke nods

“Hurt our feelings? You guys are grown adults you can do as you please. I’m just shocked Luke was able to keep his mouth shut about this for so long” Jim says laughing at his youngest son

“Now please step inside and go take some Benadryl” Ellen says as she shakes her head at her son before giggling

From that point on we sat with each other the rest of the evening. Avoiding kissing him as to not cause more of a reaction. And honestly this couldn’t have been more perfect.

Who would’ve thought a cherry allergy would ruin our year long secret.

The End

Some light, some sweet

Like looking in the mirror….

Jack and I rarely ever fought. I mean the only time we really got into it was during my ovulation week. Either I wanted to jump his bones, or rip his head off and then jump his bones. My emotions were always heightened during this time, and Jack could have a sour attitude that would make me upset.

Truthfully it was like looking in the mirror when it came to Jack and I. We were insanely similar, so that was beneficial to our relationship. However, when we would argue or disagree we truly budded heads. We were too similar, and convinced ourselves that the other was the problem.

It was insanely childish for us to act this way. That is why this behavior never lasted more than an hour between us. Jack knew that we didn’t mean to get so upset with one another. It's just we are both emotional and we hurt easily and we take everything as a personal jab even when it's not.

Which is why we were in the predicament we were currently in, and I was fuming.

~

I was sitting at the island in Jack and Luke’s kitchen tugging the hair at my roots and bouncing my leg in frustration. I was attempting to apply for graduation from my Masters program, but the system kept telling me I hadn’t reached all my requirements. Which was bullshit because a week prior I met with my advisor and I had completed everything, and they were the ones who gave me the green light.

On top of my extreme agitation I was cramping horribly and wanted to stab my MacBook with a kitchen knife. Since it was the weekend the office for my school was closed, so I had to sit with this on my conscience for the next two days.

Every three seconds Jack and Luke would curse at their tv over some dumb game they were playing and my jaw would clench in annoyance. You pay all this money for schooling, and somehow they always find a way to fuck you over in the end.

I heard the obnoxiously loud game they were playing come to a pause. Jack came up behind me and kissed the back of my head, and gently squeezed my shoulders. I melted into him for a brief moment before he let go.

Making his way over to the fridge he opened the door when suddenly the plastic pitcher of iced tea fell onto the floor. A loud thud and a big splash knocking me from my trance. Looking over my laptop Jack sighs deeply. Slightly slamming the fridge door shut and picking up the pitcher. Chucking it into the sink, and grabbing a bunch of paper towels.

“Baby you have got to stop putting the iced tea too close to the edge of the shelf. It has almost fallen like a million times this past week”. Jack states a bit frustrated

“That wasn’t me actually, so don’t blame me” I respond back quickly

“You’re the only one who has been drinking from this” He says leaning down and cleaning up the sticky mess

“I have not! once again” I respond back glaring at him

“Well clearly you did, and you forgot” he states firmly as he glares at me, almost like a challenge

“Jack! I did not. Shut up and just clean it damn! You always have to say something” I state fuming at this point

“I always have to say something? Please don’t piss me off” He says shaking his head and slamming the paper towels in the garbage

“Yeah you always blame me for something, and then wonder why I get upset with you. Don’t patronize me” I say back sharply

“I don’t even know what that means. I made a simple statement and then you turned around and flipped out on me” he responds back arms crossed as his eyes stare deep into mine

“It was a rude and accusatory statement” I state back chewing my lip

“You’re reading too much into it. Don’t need to get pissy about it” Jack says scoffing and shaking his head

My head jolted back in shock slightly. I slammed my MacBook shut, and scooted back from the island abruptly. Snatching my laptop in one swift motion.

“I’ll show you pissy. I’m leaving and going back to my house” I respond shoving my laptop into my purse

“You always take these stupid arguments too far. Maybe it is best you go home” he says shrugging his shoulders and leaning against the wall

I felt a tug at my heart. I wanted to break down into tears and beg him to forgive me for starting a stupid argument with him. Never in a million years would I do that though. Shaking my head I scoffed.

“Whatever” I say with annoyance dripping off my tongue

“Jack! Come on dude chill out” Luke said from the couch. Poor guy, he was always witness to our stupid arguments.

“Shut up” Jack said to his brother in annoyance

“Guys! Come on” Luke replied trying to be the mediator

“Luke enough” Jack stated firmly

Luke gave us a tight lined smile, grabbing his keys and walking out the door. He knew there was nothing he could do, but give us time to hash things out just like we always would.

“I’m upset with you Jack” I say as I look up at him

“And I’m upset with you Y/N. Leave or don’t leave. Doesn’t matter to me I can't keep doing this with you. I’m going to my room to think” He says walking past me to head to his room.

Deep down I knew he didn’t want me to leave, he never did. From his room he would listen closely to see if he’d hear the apartment door open and close. He knew I would stay and calm down in the spare bedroom on the other side of the apartment.

I made my way to the spare bedroom, slightly slamming the door shut. Just so he’d know I was still here. I knew and he knew this argument was so dumb. It’s just during ovulation I can’t control my emotions and I go 0 to 100 so fast. That made me emotional, so here I was on the bed in the guest room. Crying my eyes out like a baby because these arguments could potentially end our relationship one day.

My phone was buzzing with an incoming call from Luke.

“Hey” I said lowly as I wiped my nose with my sleeve

“Hey Y/N, listen I won’t be back for a few I want to give you guys some time to calm down and talk things out” He said as I heard him driving on the highway

“Yeah I’m sorry you always have to hear our stupid arguments. Not to be TMI with my boyfriend's little brother, but I’m just going through an emotional time right now” I stated hoping he understood what I was hinting at.

“No need to explain, I get you” Luke replies breathlessly, chuckling.

“I love your brother with every fiber in my body, but sometimes he makes me so angry that I just explode” I say sniffling again as I batted remaining tears away

“Trust me I get you! Jack can be a total dick and I too want to punch him in his face sometimes, but he never means what he says. You know he's got an attitude problem. I will say I didn’t like him telling you to leave that was uncalled for. I will be having a talk with him later about that. Don’t cry, but don’t apologize first! Let him come to you” He says softly and carefully

“Thank you Lukey, I never thought someone younger than me would have such amazing input on my relationship. Love you kid!” I replied back to him

“What can I say! Love you too, and I’ll see you later. Be safe” He responded before hanging up

I allowed myself to wallow in self pity for a while.

Soon those tears dried, and the very awful and sick part of my brain started to think about how fine Jack looked when he was talking sternly to me. His biceps contracting against his awfully tight shirt. The way the vein in his neck would protrude when he was annoyed and upset. The glaring and rolling of his eyes replayed in my head. Jack was known by everyone to have a bad ass attitude problem. He really did too, he was so sassy when he really wanted to be. Made my thighs shake and my head to go numb.

Damn you ovulation I thought to myself, shifting in the bed I laid on my left side. Hands together on the side of my cheek as I laid on them. Just thinking about this whole argument. We sounded so stupid. Shaking my head to myself I stared out the window at the evening sky. Hoboken was gorgeous at night might I add.

An hour had gone by when suddenly I heard the door to the room creak open, and the footsteps of someone coming up behind me. A presence looming over me before their hand gracefully rubbing my upper arm.

“Baby” I heard in a whisper, not turning to look at Jack. Can’t give in that quickly!

“Hmm” I mumbled back as I continued to stare at the window. I knew that he knew I was wide awake and refusing to look at him

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have blamed you, and I shouldn’t have told you to leave. It was wrong of me and foolish” He says as his right hand slides up and down my arm in a caring manner.

“It’s okay Jack. I forgive you, and I’m sorry too for blowing this out of proportion like I always do” I reply looking over my shoulder at him

“No! I just should have cleaned it up, and kept my mouth shut. I was just heated from the game I was playing with Luke, and I just flipped out” He says

I turned and lay on my back now. Looking up at him as he looks down at me with guilt in his eyes.

“Although I forgive you I am still mad at you for telling me to leave not once, but twice” I say, pouting and batting my lashes at him. Propping my knees up as his right hand gently caresses my left knee cap

“I’ve never said that to you before, and I’m disgusted with myself for that. If my mother were here to hear that she would have my head on a stick. Please tell me what I can do for you to make it right” He states, swallowing thickly as he looks at me with hurt written all over his face.

I smile at him shyly. Reaching up I grab his right hand gently massaging his calloused skin before sliding his hand over my left breast. Looking up at him I watched his face for a reaction. His lips parted and his cheeks instantly got red. Blinking slowly at me, he smirks ever so slightly.

“Oh…you're that kind of mad” he says, subconsciously grabbing my breast, kneading the tender skin

Pulling my bottom lip between my teeth, I nod at him

“Yeah that kind of mad” I reply desperately as I breathe shallowly

With his hand still on your breast, Jack leans down and crashes his lips into yours. You could suck his soul from his body like you see in a horror movie with the way you were sucking on his face. You were so needy, and craving everything about him. This was that time of month where you wanted to live in Jack’s skin.

Pulling him by his shirt to try and get him as close as humanly possible. The kiss has become a full on makeout session, and a nasty one at that. Teeth banging, tongues fighting for dominance, strings of saliva where you two were once connected and heavy breathing.

Jack pulls away as his chest rises and falls rapidly.

“You’re ovulating aren’t you, I can always tell” He states as he tucks your hair behind your ears

Nodding your head shyly, he too nods his head. Excitement written all over his face and he takes his bottom lip between his teeth before crashing his lips to yours once again. Separating briefly to slide his shirt over his head. Your own head spinning at the sight.

He starts to lean you guys back on the bed, but you push back. Signalling you want to be on top. Craving that control. Most times you two had sex it was Jack doing all the work, but when you really craved him it was you who ravished him like your last meal.

Obliging Jack leaned back against the pillows looking up at you in a total blissed out manor. Your hands touching every part of his chest and arms. You were probably salivating like a rabid animal, anyway that's how you felt.

“Mmmm so so pretty. So mean when he wants to be, but so fucking hot” I say as my eyes light up, and my nails rake up and down his arms. Goosebumps peppering his skin as his chest rises and falls.

Jack loved to dominate, but he loved when you took over. He loved to hear all the praises you’d spill out. Things no one has ever said to him. He was on cloud 9 just as much as you were. All you saw was him, and in those moments he felt infinite.

“And now I get to fuck the shit out of you” I state as I look up at him. My statement knocked him off his feet because his face was priceless. And his body was taken by surprise too because the growing erection under me was adding fuel to the fire.

“Do you like it when I talk to you this way?” I asked him as my hips rocked back and forth slowly

“I do, I really do” He replied breathlessly as his hands landed on my hips

“Although you make me mad, and you’ve got a crazy attitude. You look so delicious when you’re angry” I respond back

Leaning down I peppered kisses from his jawline to his neck, and down his chest. Grazing my teeth along his abs. Jack’s hips buckling up almost instantly.

Jack was big on foreplay especially for me, but during ovulation there was none of that. Just by looking at Jack I was ready immediately. And I’ve been ready for him for the last hour and a half.

The heat between my thighs was pooling in my underwear, and I needed to fuck him right now!

Sliding my shirt over my head and unclasping my bra, I threw them somewhere onto the floor behind me.

Jack’s hands coming up and grabbing both breasts. My head rolling back instantly and my hips grinding down on him.

“Fuck” I mumbled under my breath as I watched Jack toying with me.

“So fucking perfect” He moaned out as both hands massaged the aching skin

Leaning up Jack attached his mouth to my right breast, looking at me as his tongue swirled the sensitive bud. My mouth hung open as low whimpers left my lip. I was so sensitive, and I was so sure if he kept on I would orgasm just from this.

Sliding over to my left breast and continuing the same actions. His tongue sloppily swirling around and sucking hard. My hands in his hair, pulling tightly every time he swirled his tongue just right.

“Jack I need you now” I moan out to him as my skin flushed with heat

“Take what you need from me” He replied back as he released my nipple

Lifting up I removed my pajama bottoms, and he kicked off his sweatpants. His dick sticking straight up eager to be touched. The tip a deep shade of red, leaking pre cum and so so painfully hard.

With his right hand Jack grabbed his dick, sliding it between my folds to pick up some arousal. Deep moans leaving both our mouths. Using my arousal he spread it all over his dick with his right hand. Pumping slightly as his jaw clenched.

“Fuck, I need you so bad baby” he moans out as his hand pumps a little faster. The sound of his heavy breathing and obscene sounds from his hand being wrapped around his cock was enough to make me go dumb.

Shooing his hand away you shimmy forward. Taking his dick in your hand and aligning yourself with him. Locking eyes with him, you sink down on him slowly. Allowing yourself to feel the slight burn from the stretch.

Both moaning breathlessly as his blue eyes stared into yours

Allowing yourself to adjust, you finally began to move. Rocking your hips back and forth. His hands caressing your hips and ass. Helping your grind your hips down on him.

Leaning forward you began to bounce up and down. Your hands on each side of Jack's head. Your breast bouncing in his face.

“Oh my- shit just like that baby” Jack moaned out as he shuttered and his grip tightened on you.

“You’re so big, I can feel you everywhere” I moan out as I let my head hang down. Eyes screwed shut from the pleasure

Jack takes your left breast in his mouth, sucking as you bounced feverishly on him. Your thighs are shaking from the double stimulation.

“Fuck-yes-yes” I shriek out as my left hand runs theough his now sweaty hair.

The room was hot and smelt of sex. All you could hear was the faint sound of the bed creaking, our heavy breathing and the sound of our skin connecting.

Leaning up you went back to grinding on Jack. Clenching down on him as your clit dragged against his public bone. His hands run up your sides and help you slide back and forth.

“I like when you’re mad at me, you fuck me so good. Treat me so well” he moans as he runs his hand through his hair.

“I love you so much” I basically cry out from pleasure and exhaustion

“I love you too, with every bone in my body” Jack says as he pulls me forward. Smashing our lips together as he holds my face in his hands.

Our teeth clashing together as my hips don’t stop grinding, making our kiss messy and needy.

Pulling away from the kiss, we leaned our foreheads together.

“Jack I’m close-take over-I’m tired” I moaned out feverishly as my eyes screwed shut

Without saying anything Jack grabbed the back of my neck with his left hand, and with his right hand on my waist swiftly switched our positions.

His hand stood on the back of my neck firmly as his hips crashed into mine. Gently kissing my forehead and breathing heavily.

“YES-OH GOD-YES” I moaned out from the violent assault of Jack’s dick against my my insides

My knees were bent, and my thighs were close to my chest.

“Mmmmm fuck! Come on baby” Jack grunted as his chain banged against his chest with each thrust.

His sweat trickled down his chest and torso as the sweat from his forehead slid down his nose and onto my body.

Sliding his thumb in my mouth I swirled my tongue around the rough skin. Moaning against him as my nails scratched at his biceps.

Removing his thumb from my mouth, he brought it down to my clit. Rubbing slow but hard circles on the sensitive bundle of nerves. My toes curled instantly and my back lifted off the bed with a shudder.

“Come on baby, give it to me. I need you to cum on my cock” Jack groans out as his thumb moves quicker and his hips snap harder.

“Please-please-please” I screech out as I feel my orgasm fastly approaching

“Jack-keep going- I’m gonna cum” I moan out as my jaw falls slack

“I know baby, come on” he eggs me on. The headboard slamming against the wall

And then it hits you all at once. You release with a loud constant cry. Strings of his name and curse words. Incoherent babbles as your thighs shake and your upper body lifts off the mattress. Your nails dig deep into his arms as you stare into his eyes. Your hearing goes out slightly from how hard you’ve orgasmed. Tears prickle your eyes from the love you feel bursting in your chest and from how hard Jack just made you cum.

Sliding out of you Jack pumps his dick a few more times as he watches you. His own orgasm hits him as he paints your lower abdomen. His thighs shake as his lower stomach contracts. His brows furrow as a string of curses and your name leaves his mouth.

And then he falls next to you on his left side. Head propped up by his left hand as he tries to catch his breath. His eyes scan over you as you lay there. Catching your own breath and totally checked out.

His right hand comes up to your cheek, turning you to look at him. You blink slowly, completely fucked out.

“I love you, so much” he says in a whisper as he looks at you

“I love you too” you respond back with a soft smile as you melt into his touch

He presses a more gentle and loving kiss to your lips, rubbing his thumb along your cheek.

“My beautiful, beautiful, smart and loving girl” he says smiling like a dork as he continues to rub your cheek with his thumb.

“We have got to stop arguing” I say with a small giggle

“We do, I hate it. It hurts me to see you get so upset because of me” Jack states as you sit up slightly, running your finger over his chain as you look up at him

“But the makeup sex after is always so good” I reply back shyly

“It really is” Jack responds laughing like an idiot

“Do you think we’ll change?” I ask him as I search his eyes for an answer. And we both smile at each other

“Nahh” we both say to each other laughing as I lean in and peck his lips

“It’s what makes us, us and we never mean the stupid shit we argue over” Jack says as he tucks my hair behind my ear again. Smiling at him I nod and melt into his touch

“Come on big boy let’s go get cleaned up and showered before Luke gets back” I say as I pat him on the stomach

“Another round in the shower?” He asks as he winks

“Only if you carry me” I respond, laying back on the pillows, sore as ever.

“Your wish is my command” he states before scooping me up and taking me to his bathroom.

And we did just that! Afterwards we cleaned up the guest room and changed the sheets. Ordered dinner and cuddled into one another as we watched a movie.

Luke comes home to see us intertwined with one another on the couch. Nodding at his brother as he makes his way to his room.

Jack and I were so similar, but that’s what made us work; and I wouldn’t change it for the world.

The End

Hope you enjoyed🤍

I always want you when I’m coming down

Your eyes widened in amusement and your breathing got heavier. Hands running through his hair at the nape of his neck, tugging roughly. Waiting to see if he would react, and of course he did. He winced and looked at you through piercing eyes.

“Ow, you’re hurting me” he said through clenched teeth as he pulled against the restraints. The chair creaking under him. Pouting at him sarcastically you ran your fingers through his hair, fixing it out of his eyes. Ghosting your nails over his scalp causing him to shiver and goosebumps to raise along his chest and arms.

He complained, but he loved it here. He loved when you took charge. He loved when you were mean to him, and made him beg. He loved being vulnerable under your touch and words. Connor may have loved it but, you loved it more. He’s always so cocky and when you got him in this position he was like putty in your hands. Easily molded to what you wanted. Bending him just enough to be your spineless, sweaty begging mess.

As he was right now of course. Sitting on your chair in your shared bedroom, arms behind his back tied to the chair at the wrist. His chest heaving drastically as his eyes rake over you. His gold chain glistened in the light. Thin layer of sweat coating his hairline, his chest and the back of his neck. Followed by a deep shade of red littering his cheeks, neck and chest. A shade that he only turned when he was embarrassed, or extremely turned on. In this case it was both.

Your eyes darted down to his lower body. His abs were contracting every time you looked at him with your seductive eyes. His legs spread wide open like a cheap whore. His large muscular thighs shaking, begging to be touched. The skin hot to the touch as his hips thrust upwards at nothing. Your eyes dart right to where he needs you the most. His dick, leaking with pre cum. Subconsciously twitching every couple of seconds. Aching for attention. His tip is a shade of pinkish red that almost looks painful. Almost makes you feel bad but you don’t.

“I know you like it when I treat you like this, but you’re not getting what you want till I deem it fit” you stated, ghosting your fingers over his shoulders.

“Mmm please” Connor whines throwing his head back

“After tonight do you truly think you deserve to get what you want?” you ask him as you rub your hands up and down his arms

“I didn’t mean to act out I just got too into the game” he responds in a gasp as my hands run down his chest, nails raking down his stomach.

“But Connie baby I have told you on more than one occasion it's not nice to call anyone out of their name” I reply in a pout as I succumb to my knees in front of him.

His gaze lowering to mine as his eyes droop in a drunken state. His mouth gapped open slightly. Pulling against the restraints again.

“That ref was out to get me, and you know it” He replied a bit sternly

Cocking my brow at him, you smacked the inside of his thigh.

A guttural moan left his mouth as he took his bottom lip in between his teeth. His dick rock solid and leaking so much pre cum it was starting to drip down onto the top of your breast that was exposed from your shirt.

“Doesn’t matter if he was out to get you, you don't call people a bitch because you can’t handle your emotions” you state firmly as you massage the insides of both thighs.

“I can handle my emotions” He spits out as his nostrils flared

“Oh yeah? Who's the bitch now”? you ask as your head cocks to the side

“Fuck you” he whispers as he quivers his chest dripping in sweat now.

“Ouu earned yourself a longer punishment” you say tsking him shaking your head side to side

“Yeah? And what's it going to be huh? You not touching me still? I can handle that” He says scoffing

“Wow someone has got a mouth on them today” you reply back

“I’m just a bit angry that I lost a game today, I have to pay a fine for calling some ref a bitch and now my girlfriend is verbally bullying me and my cock is painfully hard… so yeah! I have a mouth on me today” he responds back to you through gritted teeth

“Oh.. you want me to touch you. Is that it?” You ask him as your bat your lashes

“Yes, please” he responds his tone softer and more needy

“How about this? I will touch you for as long as I want bringing you to the brink of cumming and stopping until you apologize to me for being a brat” you state looking at him deeply

“Go ahead edge me all you want. I can take it” He states as he licks his bottom lip

Flashing him a devious grin you nod your head. Leaning forward you bring your hand up to his mouth.

“Open” You state, Bedsy’s mouth opens as you shove your middle and ring finger into his mouth.

Without even saying a word his tongue swirls around your fingers. Coating them in his saliva so much that it starts to dribble down to your palm. Sliding your fingers from his mouth you bring them down to his dick.

Wrapping your hand firmly around his cock. His hips jerk up abruptly and a whine escapes his lips. You had him right where you wanted him.

Your hands moved slowly up and down. Squeezing the tip as you looked up at him. His eyes watching you intently as his jaw clenched.

Jerking him slowly knowing it drives him crazy. Pulling at the restraints firmly as his hips bucked upwards. Your right hand sliding your hand up and down at a quicker pace as your left hand ran up and down his inner thigh.

Your thumb sliding over his tip and back down squeezing tightly. Biting your lip as you spit on his dick for added lubrication.

“Fuck… baby” he moaned out as his head rolled back

Standing up you released him, a low moan leaving his mouth at the loss of touch. Standing above him you removed your shirt and bra. Letting your breast fall out in his face. His face immediately flushing.

Leaning forward you grab his dick with your right hand, gliding your wrist up and down slowly. With your left hand you grabbed the back of his head and brought him closer to your left breast. Blinking at him as a signal.

His mouth immediately latched onto your nipple. Tongue gliding up and down and in sloppy circles. Your nails gripping his hair as your right hand squeezes his tip harder. Moaning around your nipple. Your mouth drops open as a low moan leaves your own lips. His mouth attaches to your right breast. Tongue sloppily licking as his saliva dribbles down to his chin.

“You’re being such a good boy for me” you moan out as your breathing quickens.

Connor’s eyes locking with yours as he attacks your nipples. You loved when he obeyed you, and most times you would give into him and not edge him.

Suddenly he detaches from your nipple.

“Stop.. stop im going to cum, and I don’t want to. I want you to punish me more” he says in a drunken haze.

Stepping back and releasing his dick from your hand, you sunk back onto your knees. His cock aching for release even more.

You began to stroke him faster and harder.

“Oh my god please please please” he chanted as his head fell back slightly

His thighs quivering and hips buckling as he got closer to release. You let go and stopped once again. His eyes snapping open and looking at you.

“I’m gonna cum” he moaned out as he groaned almost like he was in pain

“Not just yet” You stated as you began to pump his dick once again

Your grip gets stronger as you jerk him harder and faster. Deep moans and high pitched whimpers leave his mouth as his thighs shake.

“Y/N I’m gonna cum. Fuck I’m gonna cum. Oh my-” He was cut off by you stopping, another chance at his orgasm ruined, and you were loving every second of it. You knew right after you let him cum he would ravage you like there was no tomorrow, and you couldn’t wait.

“Please no more! I can’t take it anymore. I need to cum” He whines as tears threaten to spill from his eyes. His cock so painfully red and swollen. Begging for release.

So you began again. Your hand moved faster around his dick and he began to quiver. The pulling against the restraints are sure to leave marks on his wrists, but he didn’t care and neither did you.

“Fuck fuck fuck, I’m cumming” He moaned out as his eyes met yours, and when his hips bucked upwards you pulled your hand away from him.

“No no no, Why please” he whimpered out choking back a sob. His breathing was so heavy you actually felt bad for him.

“I promise I won’t be an asshole again. I promise to listen to you. I’m sorry for being mean to the ref and being a brat to you. Just please…. Please let me cum. I need this so bad” He moaned out in a whimper as his voice sounded low and his eyes were in a drunken slant.

Nodding at him, your hand once again wrapped around his dick. Squeezing and pumping up and down at a fast rate. Rubbing your thumb over the head again as you knew it would drive him over the edge.

“Come on Bedsy, cum for me” I say looking up at him through my lashes

Loud moans left his mouth, his biceps and abs flexed and his thighs began to shake violently. He was about to climax and you were so ready to see that gorgeous face he makes when he does.

“Fuck fuck fuck, baby… baby! I’m gonna cum” he moans out as his jaw falls slack and his eyes land on mine.

Thick white ropes of cum spurt out, landing on his lower abdomen. His thighs are shaking and lower stomach contracting. His eyes locked in on mine the whole time as he moans out my name. Groaning towards the end when his dick is still twitching and his abs are painted in his cum.

“Look at you, my good baby” you state as you stand up, cleaning him up. As he stares ahead. Chest still heaving as he tried to catch his breath in his fucked out state.

“That was… life changing. I need to experience that again. I have never came that hard in my life” he says tiredly.

Untying the restraints, he massages his wrists and looks over at you. Very clearly turned on and very clearly needing a release.

“I can make that happen” you respond giggling as you walk back over to him

“Enough about me, get on that bed so I can really apologize to you” he says, pushing you back gently.

Giggling, you listen and jump on the bed. Connor trotting over to you. Definitely making that night worth your while. Bringing you over the edge multiple times with his mouth and fingers.

Truly you’d “punish” him everyday because a sick and selfish part of you knows Connor tried 100 times harder to get you to cum harder, faster and a lot. The polar opposite of what you would do to him.

The End

Hope you all are liking this hockey flow I have gotten myself into. I am kind of out of ideas so my requests are open for all your ideas. Let me know! Thank you for reading, and for all the support.

Mi Santa

“My Saint”

Giving one last stir to the soup, I covered the pot and lowered the heat as I let it finish cooking. Placing the wooden soup spoon in the sink.

Spraying it with foam cleanser to eat the oil I looked over at Quinn on the couch. He laid there watching some cheesy 80s action movie. Wrapped in a blanket with a pout on his face as he sniffles and continuously coughs.

Grabbing another tissue from the box he blows his nose and tosses it in the little trash bag I set up for him by the coffee table.

“Got any sleep baby?” I asked him as I trotted over to him. Standing behind the couch I lightly ran my fingers through his hair. His eyes shut in content as a weak smile splayed across his face.

“No, I couldn’t stop coughing” he says before beginning to cough again. His voice was extremely hoarse and his nose red and chapped from the constant blowing.

“I’m sorry Quinn, let me see if you have a fever” I say as I grab the thermometer from next to him. Putting it in his ear and waiting

“No fever!” I say excitedly

“Thankfully. I hope this cold is almost over. I hate feeling like shit” he says looking up at me tiredly

“I'm sure it will. You’ll be better in no time. There’s something going around” I say as I kiss the top of his head

“Yeah there really is! Luke and Jack are sick and so is my coach” he says coughing roughly as he tries not to gag

“It’s just flu season so there’s so much shit in the air right now” I responded as I made my way back to the kitchen

Quinn hums in response as I slide the pot to a burner that was off. Shutting the stove off I leave the hot soup there to cool down just a tinge.

Walking over to Quinn I sit near him as I look at him. He was so helpless when he got sick. He just curled up and turned to putty in your hands. Truthfully you didn’t mind it. Taking care of him when he was ill. Quinn would and has done the same for you. Once running all around Michigan trying to find you a very specific cough medicine. You had visited him and his family during the summer and got insanely ill.

It was adorable to see this big strong man crumble and be a pouty needy mess for your attention. You loved it truly.

One thing you never really tried when Quinn was sick was your at home remedies you grew up on. Mainly because Quinn rarely got sick, and also you didn’t know if he’d find it too out of the norm. Coming from a Hispanic household at home remedies were almost always a saving grace.

But today you decided to break his norm and try something new to offer some relief. First you started with your favorite soup your mom and abuela would make whenever anyone was sick.

You got up quickly telling Quinn you’d be right back as you slipped into your shared bathroom. Grabbing the bag from under the counter you made your way back over to him.

“I’m going to try some Hispanic relatively holistic healing agents on you” I said as I took the items out the bag

Quinn looked over at me before giggling. And nodding his head

“Go for it! The cough medicine I’ve been downing the last two days hasn’t really seemed to work much” he says sniffling loudly

“Do you still have a headache?” I asked him as he sat up a little better and removed the blanket from his body

“Yeah….a little bit” he says as he violently coughs into his arm

Nodding my head I opened up the Vicks and scooped a little onto my fingers.

“I’m going to put a little on your head and in and around your nose” I said scooting closer to him

“What does that do?” He asks as my fingers lightly ran along his temples

“Wait! You’ve never used Vicks before?” I ask him completely dumbfounded

“No…never” he says laughing a little bit

“It’s a vapor rub that literally cures everything” I respond as I take a little extra and put it in and around his nose

Breathing in his eyes squinted slightly.

“Oof that’s strong” he says coughing slightly

“Oh very! Gets rid of headaches, stuffy nose and helps with suppressing coughs….oh and if you have a pimple put some of this on and within two days it’s gone” I said to him as I rub a little bit more on his forehead

“You weren’t lying when you said it cures everything” he responds shutting his eyes slightly from the smell

“Oh you’ll see. You’ll be healed in a day” I say closing the container and placing it back in the bag

Letting Quinn calm down from his coughing fit he looks over at me. Clearing his throat

“How does it suppress your coughs? Clearly you can’t eat that stuff” he says inhaling through his nose

“Of course not silly! You rub it on the chest and neck to help with that” I replied back laughing slightly

“How come you didn’t put it on my chest?” He asked concerned

“Because I have something better for that cough of yours,” I said, grabbing the second bottle. A much larger one at that.

Reading the label ‘Superior 70’ his eyes squinted slightly and his head tilted to the side.

“It’s called Alcolado. It’s very popular in Puerto Rico/ Caribbean islands. But all Hispanic households have at least one bottle of this somewhere” I say shaking the bottle up

“And what does this do?” He asks me as he coughs once again

“It’s an alcohol based rub that suppresses the coughing when rubbed onto the chest but it also helps with fevers, burns, headaches and insect bites” I respond back to him as I open it

“That’s pretty cool, let’s give it a try” he says looking over at me

“Lift up your shirt for me” I say as I pour a little bit of the liquid into my palm

Rubbing my hands together so that they’re warm and the liquid is emulsified. I place both hands on his chest.

Pressing the topical rub into his chest and neck. Applying more as I deemed fit.

“Hey this one smells good” he says as he inhales deeply before coughing abruptly.

Giggling at him-

“I love the smell of Alcolado” I responded back as I pressed the final bit into his chest.

I noticed a difference almost instantly. His coughing began to stop and so did his obnoxious sniffling. He hadn’t even realized it, but I wasn’t going to point it out to him.

After washing my hands I returned to the couch, closing up my little “nurse kit” and returning it to the bathroom. Quinn seemed more relaxed as the movie played.

“Want some soup baby?” I asked as I walked past him squeezing his shoulder gently

“Ou yes please” he responds a little eagerly

“I’ll be back my love” I reply back as I shuffle to the kitchen

Opening the cabinet and grabbing two bowls for us. I placed them on the counter. Lifting the lid to the pot I saw that the soup was still piping hot. Smiling to myself I poured a few ladles of the liquid into each bowl

Returning back to the couch with both bowls, Quinn sat up and grabbed his serving from your hands. Sitting near him you both began to indulge in warm liquid.

“What is this? It’s so good. Nothing like I’ve ever had before” he says biting into a small chunk of corn

“It’s called Sopa de Salchichon. It’s a very popular soup for us. And every time I was sick as a young girl my mom and grandma made it for me” I said as I watched him shovel spoons into his mouth

Humming in response as he swallows.

“Its a very seasoned and sometimes spicy soup base with corn and potato’s those pieces of salchinon which is like a hard salami. And most people use noodles, but I prefer it with rice. So technically it’s an asopao- which is a soupy rice rather than a traditional soup” I say shrugging my shoulders as I explain

“That’s so interesting. Whenever I was sick around my brothers they’d just serve me lukewarm chicken noodle soup from a can. I can’t believe you’ve never made this for me before. This is amazing” he says sniffling and laughing

“I’ll make it whenever you want from now on” I say laughing back at me

“Thank you baby for taking care of me. You’re the best” he says looking over at me blowing me a kiss

“Of course my love anything for you” I said to him as we both finished our meals.

Taking the dishes to the sink. I decided to clean up the kitchen. Packing up the leftover soup and placing it in the fridge, and then cleaning the dishes. About 40 minutes later I wiped down the last section of the counter before washing my hands and shutting the light off in the kitchen.

Making my way over to the couch, my heart melted at the sight. Quinn peacefully asleep with the blanket tucked under his chin. I didn’t want to wake him because he wasn’t coughing or sniffling as much while he slept.

I shut the tv off and pulled out my phone. Scrolling social media for a bit, snapping cute pictures of my sleeping and sick Quinn. And eventually I grabbed my kindle and began to catch up on some reading while he got some much needed rest.

After showering and doing my night routine I returned to the living room around 7:30. To my surprise Quinn was up and was cleaning his little sick station.

“Hi” I said in a whisper as he folded up his blanket

“Hi baby” he said back shooting me a smile

“You finally got some well needed rest” I said to him as I walked over to the kitchen

“I know and all because of you. I haven’t slept that good in weeks” he said laughing a little bit

“Aww well I’m glad my remedies could help you” I reply as I grab a drink from the fridge

“I was on the phone with my mom and told her how you basically brought me back to life” he said trotting over to the kitchen

“Oh yeah…and what did she say” I ask as he engulfed me in a hug

“She told me how lucky I am to have someone who cares for me so deeply. And of course I agreed with her” he replies back pulling away from the hug

Blushing deeply I looked down with a sheepish grin.

“She also said she needs the ingredients to the soup and where she can find that alcohol thingy you used on me” he says lifting my head by my chin

“Okay I’ll send it to her” I replied as my eyes fluttered shut and his lips pressed a kiss to my forehead

“Listen, I know we come from very different cultural backgrounds, but don’t ever think you can’t show me new things or teach me the history of certain things. I appreciate it truly” he says winking at me

“Okay. I will teach you everything there is to know” I responded back as we walked back to the couch

“And thank you again. I love you baby” he says kissing my cheek

“You’re welcome and I love you too” I say as I kiss his cheek

“Are you afraid of getting my cold?” He asks suddenly

“No, I've been exposed to you already” I say as we cuddle into one another

“Then give me a real kiss” he says as I look at him

Playfully rolling my eyes as butterflies erupted in my stomach. I leaned in and connected our lips. Melting into him and his touch.

The End

This is so random but I was really bored and felt inspired to write this. LOLLL. Thanks for the love! Means a lot 🫶🏽

“Because in the right eyes, you will always be art.”

“I’m wearing the gray textile suit for tonight” Will stated as he looks through his closet while holding the phone towards his face

“And you have to wear the navy blue shirt with the navy blue tie” his mother states on the other line as she watches him through the video call

“I was thinking of wearing black instead” he responds back as his brows furrow

“Oh no! You have to wear the blue, it will bring out your eyes, honey” she replies back as she removes her glasses to look at the young boy.

“Uhh alright whatever you say. You know more than me” he shrugs as he grabs his suit to lay out on his bed.

“Son, you have to look as sharp as ever tonight. There’s probably going to be so many brands looking to cut some deals with you and even Macklin. Make sure that boy looks proper” his dad said infiltrating the video call

“Hello to you too, dad” Will states laughing at his father

“Hey son! Knock 'em dead tonight. Get all the brand deals and enjoy yourselves” he says pointing and winking at his son

“Thanks, I’ll try” the young man replies sighing as he tosses the shirt and tie next to his suit

“Alright baby, well we love you. Send us pictures of Mack and yourself. Enjoy your evening. We’ll talk to you soon” his mom states as she and his dad wave goodbye to him.

Uttering a goodbye and love you, he soon hangs up. Putting his phone on the charger and beginning to get ready.

Tonight was the San Jose Sharks annual team dinner. It was a huge event in a giant over the top party hall. Live music, catering, fine dining and wine, laughter, smoking and tons and tons of brands looking on the prowl for the face of their next launch/campaign. It was a big night for the team. Most were instantly signed to million dollar deals with popular brands like Alo and Nike. Few were even picked up by Sports Illustrated for a modeling contract.

All Will knew was that he and Mack needed to get their names out there more. Hoping and praying they would get picked for a top of the line deal. It was all about connections as the young man’s father would say.

Later on that evening most of the team had already gotten to the event. Macklin taking forever which made Will run behind as well. Rushing out the door of their shared home they decided on Will’s car and made their way to downtown San Jose.

About 45 minutes later Will and Mack hop out, handing the keys to the valet driver and making their way into the event. Of course being stopped by photographers on their way into the private event.

They had the event in the outdoor venue. It was massive. In the center of it all was a large pool with bright blue lights. There were waiters and live music bustling around them. The smell of cigars lingered around as glass cups were heard clinking together. Laughter and chatter was the most notable sound though.

“This is sick” Macklin tells Will as he taps him on the back

“Dude, for real. This is dope” he says looking around as they walk to the large table that held all of their teammates

“Ah look who decided to show up” their coach states as he opens his arms up

“Sorry, Mack was taking forever” the blonde states as he shakes his head in disbelief

“I couldn’t find my shoe! I’m sorry kill me” he says all exaggerated

Will slowly blinks at him and laughs in his face. The two men take a seat next to each other at the end of the table. Immediately engaging in conversations with most of the team.

“The biggest thing is just be yourself! Talk to them, let loose and trust me you’ll probably get brand deals from all of them” Tyler states to Will and Macklin

Nodding their heads they continue talking to their teammate and friend. Laughing and sharing which brands they’d love to work with the most.

By this point dinner and drinks were served, the music and chatter started to lower a little as everyone was enjoying themselves. The sun was setting and the warm outdoor lighting had turned on. Engulfing everyone in a warm and toasty glow.

“Smitty! My moms been asking about you like crazy” William says to him as he sits diagonal from the boy

“I’ll give her a call. I forgot to send her a birthday card” he replies back to William

“She misses you like you’re her own kid” Eklund states back shaking his head as he puts the fork in his mouth

“What can I say! It’s the Smitty effect” Will says back winking at his friend

“Such a loser” the young man says back as he throws a napkin at Will

“Careful eating that steak Macky boy wouldn’t want your teeth to break again” Tyler says taunting the young boy and laughing. Most guys join in laughing and elbowing Mack.

“Whatever dude” Mack says, sticking up the middle finger with a mouth full of steak as he looks over at Will. The two young men giggling like school girls.

Sipping from his cup, he suddenly catches a waft of something. Wills eyebrow raising ever so slightly, he had never smelt anything like this before. It was sweet and grown. A rich and warm vanilla. The wind was blowing a slight breeze, so he really couldn’t tell where it was coming from.

He tried to sniff little by little, not trying to be too obvious to his teammates. They probably would have called him a weirdo.

When suddenly there it was. More like there you were. You walked by and he got smacked with the aroma of your scent. Inhaling deeply he looked towards you. In hopes to catch a glimpse of who you were but missing your face by a second.

His eyes darted to your body. Not in a lustful way, but just wanting to take all of you in. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up as you gracefully walked and talked to the person next to you.

Time slowing down like some cheesy rom-com. He began to blink slowly as his mouth opened. As if words wanted to escape, but nothing would come out.

He watched as your low cut open back black dress clung to your curves. Your beautifully tan skin glistening in the warm lights. But what made his hairs stand up on the back of his neck were your tattoos all over your back. The American traditional art takes almost the whole entirety of your back. The colorful art is a beautiful accessory to your outfit. He was in awe completely…

He watched as you walked away and he almost got up and followed. Smitty was enamored to say the least by the mystery girl with the back tattoos.

He was clearly the only one because everyone was still in conversation as if no one saw the slo mo that he just lived through. He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn’t dreaming and before he could stand up their coach cut him off.

“Alright guys, I want you to get out there. Get with these brands, make those deals and most importantly have fun” their coach tells them as he sets them on their own.

Mack starts walking with Will, but Will is still deep in thought.

“You good Smitty” his best friend asks him as he looks over at him

“Yeah! Did you um…did you happen to see that girl?” Wil asks his friend

“What girl?” His friend asks as he laughs and furrows his eyebrows

“The girl with the tattoo?” Will asks as he chews his lip

Celebrini’s mouth opens to answer but suddenly-

“Macklin Celebrini! We’re with Adidas and we’d really love to chat with you a bit” the two young men were cut off by a few older people.

Will nodding at him, basically telling him what he’s talking about isn’t important. Mack winks at him and begins to chat with that crew.

The young man began on his own venture partly looking for brands, but mostly looking for this mystery woman.

Sure Will had his fair share of crushes and little high school girlfriends. A few meaningless hook ups at parties during the beginning of his college career. However once he was drafted into the big leagues and he realized how serious his life was about to get he put off pursuing women all together. His parents and coach were in favor of this idea as he’d have no distractions, but for some reason he couldn’t shake the thought of you. He needed to find you.

His eyes were scanning the whole place. With no sight of you he figured you were just passing through the area. Slouching his shoulder a bit he turns around and walks the other way.

“Will Smith! My name is Suki and I’m an executive with Alo. We’d love to have you as the face of our next campaign. Do you have a minute to chat?” The shorter woman asks the young boy

“Yes of course” he responds eagerly as he begins to chat with the woman.

As they chat, Will is telling her all about himself and how excited he would be to work with the brand. He catches a glimpse of you in the corner of his eye. His heart begins to thump loudly in his chest as he tries to focus on what he’s being asked.

In the midst of him talking he looks to his right and sees your tattoo clad back once again. Losing his train of thought for a second.

“I…..I um….. I’m sorry I lost what I was trying to say” Will states to the lady as he quickly glances back at her.

“No that’s alright take your time” Suki replies back as she’s jotting down notes

“Yeah…so uh….gosh I’m sorry I really forgot what I was going to say” the young boy says scoffing at himself

Will was sure he bombed this mini interview and lost the deal with Alo, but they wanted him. Suki got his contact information and said she’d be in touch with Will and his coach to set up a shoot.

Bidding their goodbyes, Smith turns to see you’re still in the same spot about 30 feet away. He clears his throat and smoothes out his suit beginning his trek over to you. When suddenly he was stopped again.

“Will! How are you tonight! We’re with Adidas. We just chatted with Macklin and we’d love to do a sponsorship with you and Mack for our winter collection coming out”. He heard from behind him

Mentally sighing in defeat he slightly rolled his eyes and turned around to face the person who was talking to him. Putting a smile on his face, he put his hand out to shake.

“Hello sir, I’m doing well this evening. I think that sounds like a great sponsorship" the young man replies as he shakes the older man’s hand.

Continuing in conversation for what felt like hours, but was probably only 10 minutes. Telling Will he’d be in contact with Mack, their coach and himself to set up a shoot some day. They bid their goodbyes as well.

Turning around to look for you, only to be disappointed that you were no longer there. Running a hand through his hair he was beginning to get annoyed with himself. He had never had a woman have such a hold over his brain, but he knew he could not sleep tonight without seeing your face.

Turning back around he sees his coach waving him down and pointing to his team's table. Which all of them were sitting at minus himself. Nodding, he hurries his way over to the table and takes his seat next to Mack.

“Bro I for sure snagged us duel sponsorships” Macklin states to his friend as he picks at his dessert.

“Thanks man I talked with the reps from Adidas. I’m excited” Will says, patting his friend on the back.

“Alright guys! In a few there’s going to be an assistant executive from Sports Illustrated who’s interested in working with the whole team for one big sponsorship” their coach states as he clasps his hands together

All the guys getting super excited as they have never done any type of sponsorship or photoshoot through Sports Illustrated. All that was shared about them were their stats.

The team was engaging in conversation and laughter when suddenly their coach whistled for their attention. He motioned for them to be quiet.

“Hello gentlemen! I’m Y/N and I’m an assistant executive with Sports Illustrated” he heard this angelic voice and suddenly he looked up.

He knew this was the mysterious girl with the tattoo. His eyes glazed over and heart started to thump loudly again. You were gorgeous, nothing like he’s ever seen.

Sure San Jose was full of beautiful women, but you were different. You were tan with dark hair and dark features. A strong facial structure. He was so used to the extremely athletic lean build here that he almost forgot what a real woman looks like. And you had curves that reminded him of many renaissance paintings he’s seen before. A body men used to go to war for.

Her eyes kept glancing over at his, in his mind it was either because she partly found him attractive as well; or partly because he could not peel his eyes from her. He really hoped he wasn’t creeping her out, but truthfully he probably was.

“We would really love to work with all of you guys as a whole. We’re thinking of a photoshoot for a calendar for this upcoming year. I would love to hear your feedback on this idea and I’m also open to any other recommendations” she states as she looks at the gentleman. Talking with her hands, her black long pointy nails catching Will's eye like catnip to…well a cat.

“I’m totally down with the calendar, I think shirtless calendars would sell like hotcakes” one of Wills teammates said

Many agreed with him and looked back at Y/N.

“Actually….that would be a great idea. The NFL did it last year and it sold like crazy. And not many know but with my department all the proceeds go to a few non profits out there” she states as she pulls her phone out to type some notes

“To add on to that, I’m thinking shirtless on the rink in total beast mode, dripping in sweat” Tyler states, Will slightly wincing at his douchey statement.

“Don’t be a total tool” Mack says kicking him slightly under the table

“Okay….okay yeah that could work” she says looking over at everyone giggling at their banter.

“Will, what do you think, you haven’t said much” his coach asked him.

“Yo! Dude!” Tyler states snapping his fingers at Will. Immediately breaking his trance.

“I mean…..yeah that sounds cool” the blonde boy responds as he takes a sip of his water to avoid the embarrassment he just went through.

“Guys too damn busy drooling over her, he’s not even thinking” Eklund says, laughing at him loudly.

Completely zoning out, Will tried to look elsewhere; but he was struggling. He couldn’t help himself from staring at you.

He hadn’t even realized everything had been planned and set up. He was just so in his head about you. He hadn’t even realized you walked away.

“Holy shit! She’s the girl with the tattoo” Mack states laughing at his friend

“Mack, shut up” Will states as he smacks his friend next to him.

“Ahhh….so he does have an eye for her” Tyler states as he looks over at you, eying you slightly.

“I mean she’s a beautiful girl-WOMAN! But I don’t know her” Will states getting flustered and scratching the back of his neck

“Oh my god man! Get up, grow some balls and go talk to the chick. What’s the worst she can say? No?” Tyler replies back with an annoyed expression

“Yeah Will. Go up and talk to her and quit staring at her like a freaking creep” Macklin says to his friend as he gives him an apologetic smile.

“Man… I don’t know. She’s a bit..” Smitty started but was cut off by Eklund

“Intimidating? Yeah she does look like she’d chew you up and spit you out” he said looking over his shoulder to place his eyes on you

“Okay well that doesn’t help my case here” Will says in a sarcastic manner as he runs a hand through his hair

“I don’t know what this new profound shy attitude is about. You’re Will Smith the king of talking to the ladies” Macklin buds in as he uses air quotes

“You’re making me sound like some douche bag fuckboy” He states back as he cocks a brow at Mack

“Yeah and how many of those girls actually called you?” Tyler said laughing in Wills face

“Don’t be such a dick” Smitty responds rolling his eyes at his older teammate

“Listen Smitty, I say go for it” Eklund says nodding his head at his friend

“You know what, yeah! I’m going to go find her and I will get her number” Will states as he slides back from the table

“Atta boy!” Tyler says clapping his hands together

“I’ll catch up with yall later” Will states as he shoos them and heads towards the inside of the event hall.

Will felt like he was traveling miles walking around this hall. Dodging certain people because he knew he’d get trapped into an hour long conversation. He felt like he looked high and low.

He didn’t want to seem suspicious, so he chose not to ask anyone for you. But he feared his luck had run out when you were nowhere to be found. He was frustrated with himself. Allowing himself to wait and wait and wait and now you might have left.

Shaking his head he stepped outside into the chilly California night. The sounds of cars passing by and faint music ran through his ears. Running a frustrated hand through his hair and sighing deeply.

His thoughts stopped when he heard you again. Talking to the valet parking worker. The man nodded at your words as he grabbed your keys and walked off.

Your heels clacked on the concrete as you turned around and stood under the awning Will was also standing under. All he could do was stare at your back. Instantly as if you felt eyes burning into you. You turned, your eyes catching his, quickly he offered a small smile with a nod of his head. You return one as well.

Your heels scrape the street as you turn around slightly.

“Will Smith, right?” She asks the blonde young man as she walks closer to him

“Uh yes! Will. Most people call me Smitty” he responded back as he stuck his hand out to her

Smiling, she took his hand in hers, shaking firmly. And all he could think about was how soft and warm your hand felt in his.

“Well… Smitty, it's nice to meet you. Formally of course” she says laughing a little

“Very nice to meet you as well” Will responds back as he clears his throat

“My dads a huge fan of yours. Says you remind him of him in his prime hockey days” she states, as to break the awkward silence. Noting that it’s taking the valet man a long time to return with her car

“Ahh really. I appreciate that. Not often the older generation truly likes us young players” He says as he turns to look at her

“Yeah they’re pretty stuck in their ways” she responds giggling and he swore he saw a sparkle in your eye

“Been with Sports Illustrated for a while?” Smitty asks as his hands shimmy into the pockets of his dress pants

“I’ve been with them 3 years now” she responds scratching her brow with her long nails

“Oh nice! That’s awesome” he responds clearing his throat

“Yeah I was blessed to intern for them when I was 20 and they immediately hired me right after. I’m 23 now and will work with them till the day I die honestly. I love it” she says nodding at the boy

“Oh that’s awesome! Same here. I’ll be playing for San Jose till I drop” he says laughing which caused her to laugh as well

“Um” they both stated at the same time

“You go first” they said once again at the same time. Laughing loudly as they shook their heads.

“I was going to say I’m excited to be doing this campaign with you guys. You seem like a pretty dope team” she says as she looks into Will's eyes. His slow blinks captivated her.

“Seem like a dope team? We are a dope team! Just ask your dad” Smitty states scoffing in a playful manor

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I mean you guys are a dope team” she replies giggling as she tries to cover her open mouth smile

“Yeah give us some credit here” he respond smirking and shaking his head

Before she could open her mouth to speak she was cut off.

“I’m sorry ma'am! We have your car ready now” they heard from behind them. Turning around she smiles at the man

“Oh thank you so much” she says as she takes her keys in hand

“Here let me walk you to your car” Will says without really thinking.

Walking to her car, he opens the door for her. Shutting it behind her as she sat in. His eyes scanned the dark gray sedan in front of him.

“Thank you” she huffs out as she turns the car on once again, the engine loudly rumbling

“Lexus IS 500” he states whistling lowly as he looks at her all red interior. Looking over at him she blushes as she rolls her eyes playfully

“You know your cars” she responds as she presses play on her music

“Ehh wouldn’t say I know my cars, I just like some luxury cars” he responds as he stands up, his hands gripping the door

“My dads a collector of luxury cars” she says to him looking over into his eyes that gleam with excitement

“Oh really?” He says lowly

“I could uh… I could get you a personal tour of his collection” she says as she raises an eyebrow

“Really?” He says a bit too loudly before clearing his throat which causes her to laugh

“Yeah. My dad could meet his favorite player and you could take a peak at his cars, and maybe even test drive a few” she says smirking at him

“You’d do that? For me?” He asks as he points at himself

“I mean yeah why not. You’re pretty cool and if my dad found out I spoke to you and didn’t get him a chance to chat with you he’d have my head on a stick” she says shrugging her shoulders

“That’s insane. Thank you! Truly thank you!” Will responds clutching his heart

“Maybe you could even give me a few more ideas for the campaign” she says pointing at him in an “oh yeah” way

“Yeah I’d be down” Smitty responds smiling at her

“Great” she responds eagerly

“If you want I can shoot you a DM on Insta” he says pointing at his phone that sat in his pocket. As if she knew where it was

“I’d rather text you, it’s more professional” she says with a wink looking up at Will

He could feel his heartbeat in his throat. The statement wasn’t exactly flirtatious but the wink had to be. And she technically did insinuate she wanted his number….. his head was spinning so fast he felt he might fall down.

“Yeah that’s…that sounds good” he says, clearing his throat and searching his pockets for his phone. Once he found it, he slid it open with shaky hands and opened the contact app

“Aren’t you going to ask a girl for her number” she states which catches him off guard. His eyes bouncing to hers as a sly smile crept up on his face and heat rose up his neck and sprinkled along his cheeks.

“Right. Sorry sorry” he says shaking his head

“Could I have your number?” Will asks the girl slightly cringing at himself

Nodding her head she takes his phone and puts her number in. Handing his phone back, he looks at it

Y/N🕷️

The contact read, his brow furrowing.

“What’s with the emoji?” He asks laughing

“You aren’t an emoji person? If we’re going to be hanging out that’s going to have to change” she says tsking at him

“Alright I’ll get with the program” he says laughing as he locks his phone and slides it into his pocket

“Well… I’m going to head out now. It was nice chatting with you. I’ll be looking forward to your text” she responds as she shifts her car into drive

“It was great chatting with you too Y/N. I’ll see you around. And I’ll be messaging you” Will responds back as he winks. Tapping her car door he steps back and allows her to wave before driving off.

He couldn’t really explain what he felt. Some would say cloud 9 truthfully. He had never had such an interaction with a woman like that before. Where the conversations were never ending and he didn’t feel dumb for even talking to her. Will isn’t a believer in love at first sight, but he couldn’t keep his mind from thinking of you.

He wanted nothing more than to talk to you forever. To be surrounded by your oozing charisma and delicious perfume. He had never wanted something so bad in his life as he wanted you.

It pained him in the chest a little that you had to drive away so soon. Replaying your voice in his mind. He couldn’t seem to wipe the stupid smile off his face.

He knew he’d be texting you first thing in the morning. He didn’t really care to see a car collection, but was more excited that you might be there to engage with him.

Walking back into the venue he felt mighty. He felt on top of the world. And when he told the boys he got your number and how you said you’d be waiting for his text they roared like they just won the championship. Clapping him on the back for facing his fear of rejection.

He felt like he might’ve fallen in love with you right then and there. He knew that he was going to do everything in his power to get you…..

The girl with the tattoo.

The End

This is my first time ever writing for a hockey player. I think the sport is cool and the guys are nice looking. Seems fun to write for 🥰 hope you enjoyed. Thanks for the support 🖤

“Son, what are you asking me?” Her dad says getting a bit teary eyed

“Sir, I’m asking if I can have your blessing to take your daughters hand in marriage” I respond back swallowing thickly

Y/N’s moms eyes widening as she covers her mouth and chokes out a sob. Both of them standing up from the sofa that they currently were perched up in.

I stood up with them, searching their eyes for answers. Her dad leans his hand out to me, grasping it in a firm handshake.

“You have my blessing son, you are a great man to our daughter; and she loves you very much” he says nodding his head

“Oh Joe, sweetheart I am so so happy for you and Y/N. She’s absolutely head over heels for you” she says crying into a silk handkerchief and leaning into me for a hug.

Engulfing her in my arms I looked over at her dad, “thank you sir, and I will do everything to protect and care and love your daughter. Through sickness and in health” I respond nodding my head at them.

That was about two weeks ago, and I did everything in my power to keep my cool and also keep this secret. Y/N was good at sniffing things out, and I was so scared she was onto me.

Even though it was off season I had gotten permission from my coach to hide the engagement ring in my locker. Knowing Y/N she would accidentally come across it just trying to put my laundry away. Ruining the surprise and also making me feel like a fool.

“Bro what are you doing in the locker room?” Ja’Marr asked as I was talking to him over FaceTime

“Dude, I told you! I’m hiding the ring in here, and today’s the day I’m proposing” I said looking down at him as I head to my cubby

“Joeeeeee my man, I’m so excited for you both. Let me see the ring” he said putting his face extra close to the camera

Grabbing the box and opening it, I flipped the camera. The camera immediately picks up the light shining off of it.

“Holy shit….that ring is sick. What is it?” He asks laughing

“Thanks man, it’s an unheated modified pear shaped garnet gemstone on solid gold with a diamond encrusted band. Oh and mini diamonds around the garnet.” I respond as I turn the box in all angles so he can really see

“Man I don’t cry but this shit could bring me to tears. How much did that cost?” He asked slyly wiping his eyes

“Well the garnet itself was 5k, and then the band itself was about 4K plus to add the little diamonds around the garnet was another 3k. $12,000 on my baby because this is all she’s ever wanted in a wedding ring. I’m here to make her dreams a reality.” I state staring at the ring in admiration

“My man! You are absolutely enamored with her. Listen, I have to head out with my girl. Congratulations in advance because she will say yes, so no need to be nervous. Your shoulders are damn near touching your ears. Send me pictures after she says yes!” He says before we say goodbye and hang up.

Damn was I really that nervous? I thought I was playing it cool. Oh man Y/N is for sure onto me. I began to get all in my head until suddenly my phone started to ring.

Reaching into my pocket I slid my phone out and saw an incoming call from you.

“Baby!” I state as I pick up the call

“My loveeeee how are you” she asks me as I hear her shuffling around

“I’m doing well, just getting some errands in before we meet for dinner” I state as I tuck the ring box into my pants pocket and smooth out the ruffles

“Speaking of dinner, you never told me where we are going?” She says sweetly

“Meet me at the lake” I say gently back to her

“Which lake?” She says like she knows but still wants to make sure

“Where we shared our first kiss” I replied back

“Well..okay” she says bashfully

“I love you and I’ll see you in a bit” I say back

“Love you too Joey and I’ll see you soon” she says back

Hanging up I looked at the time, oh shit I need to get there now and start setting up! Hurrying out of the building I make my way to my car and start on the highway. Making my way to our little hideout.

Thinking back to our first kiss there…..

“Joeeee where are you taking me” she squealed as I led her through some trees and kind of tall grass as I held my hands over her eyes

“Just walk forward we’re almost there” I responded pushing her more forward

“That’s exactly what a serial killer says before they chop up the girl” she replies back

“Well um I’m not a serial killer” I say scoffing at her

“That’s also something a serial killer would say” she retorts back

“Oh enough I’m not killing you” I replied laughing and came to a stop. Removing my hands from her eyes she gasped.

I brought her down to this small lake near her house. Funny enough it was actually a lake that separated her house from mine.

It had a wooden bench and a small dock to walk onto. Light up by the warm lights on the dock.

“This is so romantic and beautiful” she says as she slides her hand into mine. Walking down the dock and stopping at the end we plop down.

Watching the small ripples in the water and listening to frogs croak. We looked into the night sky as the moon illuminated the lake. Her head was leaning on my shoulder.

“It’s so peaceful here, how’d you find it” she asks me

“Well all the way on the opposite side from us my parents house is there. So I actually found this place when I was a kid. Used to come out here when I wanted it to just be my mind and I” I responded looking over at her

“Aww I love that” she responds flashing me a toothy grin

“And have I told you how beautiful you look tonight” I replied back staring into her captivating eyes

“Probably a million times” she said rolling her eyes playfully

“You’re just breathtaking” I say blinking slowly as I licked my bottom lip

Next thing you know we’re both leaning in, our mouth interlocking like two puzzle pieces that belong together. My thumb caressing her cheek while my other fingers stood at the base of her skull. Passionately deepening our kiss.

That was almost 6 years ago right after graduating LSU. To think Y/N has stood by my side all along. She’s going to be the perfect wife I think to myself.

By this point I had pulled up near the lake and parked on the side of the road. Making my way down towards the bench and dock. Upon arriving I placed the basket on the bench. Pulling out the taupe blanket I placed it on the ground near the entrance to the dock. Displaying the food out perfectly.

I had the best plan, I’d meet her and cover her eyes leading her down to the dock. I’d place her in front of the basket and the beautiful dinner set up. As she stood in front of me to look at everything I’d drop to one knee holding the box open waiting for the perfect time to ask her to be my wife.

I was getting super anxious waiting for her, I had checked my phone and it was 7pm nearing the time of a beautiful summer sunset. When 7:30 rolled around and she still hadn’t shown up I was a little confused and a bit hurt?

I decided to call her but it went straight to voicemail.

“Hey baby I’m here at the lake near your house. I know it’s just 7:30, but I’d figure you’d be here by now” I say as I leave a voicemail

No answer and for the next 15 minutes my calls and texts go unanswered. My immediate thought was I had been stood up, you found out and didn’t want to get married to me. But you seemed excited on the phone so that couldn’t be the case right?

I decided to pack up everything and head back to my car. Driving towards your house I saw your car wasn’t there. Which was extremely strange, I didn’t even know how to feel at that moment. I was angry and hurt. Where could you have gone?

Driving around the bend of trees I was approaching the intersection that led to my parents house. But it was infiltrated by cop cars and ambulance personnel. I figured maybe you were stuck in that traffic and didn’t have any service?

As I drove closer to the scene I looked to my left and did a double take. That was your white Audi almost completely crushed. My heart sank to my stomach! I pulled onto the median. Throwing my hazards on and running out my car.

Bolting over to the accident police and EMT stopped me.

“Sir you can’t be here” one woman cop stated

“No that’s my girlfriend, that’s my fucking girlfriend” I began to yell

“Sir I’m sorry, but she is in critical condition. You can not step into this scene” the male cop said placing his hand on my shoulder

“When did this happen? I was supposed to see her! I was supposed to propose to her” I began to sob as my knees wobbled

“This happened about 30 minutes ago. Looks like she was turning left onto this street and this car was coming straight ahead. Faster than she could’ve turned out the way. We’re assuming drunk driver, but the driver of that car is currently unconscious as well” an EMT has stated to me

“Is she…is she going to be okay?” I asked trying to catch my breath

“We had to cut her out of the car and she was also unresponsive. Looked like blunt force trauma to the head” he replied to me as he gave me water and tried to calm me down

“Oh my god….no nooo” I began to cry into my hands, getting dizzy I leaned against the ambulance and gripped my chest

“Sir are you alright?” I heard faintly as my hearing got muffled. I felt like I was going to throw up and pass out or maybe I was going to have a heart attack.

“Sir, sir I need you to answer me” I heard the voice again getting closer

“I can’t, I can’t breathe” I choked out my breathing getting ragged

“Hey! We may need another unit. He’s not looking too good! He can’t breathe” I heard her yell out to some people.

All I can hear is sirens and people running around me, grabbing at me. I don’t remember much, and I’m pretty sure I passed out.

“Joe, Joe how are you feeling?” I hear faintly, opening my eyes to bright lights and a beeping sound.

“Huh?” I say shielding my eyes from my lights. Rubbing my eyes, I take a look around. Surrounded by Y/N’s parents and my own.

“Son! You’re alright. You just had a panic attack” my dad says as he comes over to my side

“And….and Y/N? How she’s doing” I say looking over at her parents

“She’s in brain surgery right now. She um…she hit her head really hard, and had some bleeding in the brain” her mom says in choked out sobs

“Will she be okay?” I ask jolting up in the bed

“We don’t know,” my mom says caressing my hand and looking down.

“This isn’t fair” I say as I begin to cry, sniffling and pinching the bridge of my nose.

“We know, we know” they say as we sit in sadness

~1 month later~

It has been a month since her accident. And our lives had been flipped upside down truly.

Pulling into a parking spot I hopped out and made my way into the main triage.

“Good morning Sir, checking in?” I was greeted at the main desk

“Uh yes I’m visiting Y/N Y/L/N” I respond back fishing for my wallet

“Alright, I need your drivers license” she says as she types on her computer

Nodding my head, I slid it out and hand it to her. She puts it through a scanner and grabs the sticker that prints.

“I’m sure you know this, but the sticker is your form of ID here, make sure it’s on the left side and visible at all times” she says removing it from the printer and handing it to me

“Yes ma’am” I say taking it and placing it on my shirt

“Oh and it looks like she was moved into another unit. It’s an advanced unit. On the fourth floor. Just take this elevator to your left and when you step out go right and all the way down at the end of the hall will be the therapy unit you’re looking for” she says smiling at me.

“Alright! Thank you. See you around” I say slipping my drivers license into my wallet and nodding at her

Heading to the elevator and going up to the fourth floor. I made my way all the way down to the hallway and stopped at that front desk.

“Hi! I’m looking for Y/N Y/L/N. I was told downstairs she was moved here.” I say smiling at them

“Oh yes! She’s in room 409 all the way at the end of the hall” one of the nurses said to me

Thanking her I made my way to her room. Knocking before walking in.

“Heyy! There’s my girl” I said as she sat in her chair watching the tv

“Joeeeee you’re here” she says peeling her eyes away from the tv

“Of course I am!” I said to her as I walked over to her, placing a kiss on her forehead.

“My friend, where have you been? Long time no see” she says chuckling as she watches me step away from her

‘Friend’ how that twisted like a knife to the heart. I obviously knew she would have some memory loss, but the fact she didn’t even remember who I was to her.

I’ll never forget that day, her brows furrowing as she squinted at me. Apologizing that she couldn’t recall who I was. At first I thought she was messing around with me, but by the saddened eyes of her parents and the nurses I began to realize her reality.

The doctors explained her brain injury, and how many people with this injury would not make it back to their old selves. He explained that she may never remember me, she may not even remember her old life. Going into details that her long term and short term memory was severely damaged. Doctors were shocked that she could remember her parents though not fully. Truthfully everything other than her parents was a mystery to her.

She’d never remember her life with me. She’d probably never be able to marry me. It hurt deeply, but I made it my mission to see her everyday, that I could in hopes bring back the tiniest bit of memories.

“I was just here yesterday” I said laughing as I pulled up a chair next to her

“Sorry….you know my brain” she says looking down and pouting

“Yes I’m aware of it” I said chuckling at her

“Love this room, I hear it’s an advanced unit” I say nudging her knee with my pointer and middle finger

“Oh my gosh yes!! My doctor says I’m advancing much faster than anyone he’s ever treated before. He calls me a miracle. And! He even said I may get almost all of my memory back” she says looking up at me with excited eyes

“This is awesome! And what do you think of all this?” I asked her smiling

“Well I don’t know about my memory. I feel like it hasn’t changed. Not much more I remember than bits and pieces of my accident” she says slouching again

“That’s okay, it takes time” I say reassuring her

We sat in silence for a moment, the faint sound of the television behind me catching my attention. It was her favorite movie playing. And I glanced at her, but she had no reaction. She didn’t remember.

“This was- is your favorite movie” I said to her

“Really? We must be really good friends for you to remember that” she says giggling as she turns the volume up a little bit.

Oh how it pained me, not telling her who I really am to her. She just thinks we’re best friends.

“Yeah well we watched it at least twice a week together” I replied back to her

She opened her mouth to speak, but decided not to. I just let her be. Glancing at her ever so often I saw her deep in trance. Almost like she was thinking.

Her right hand slowly slid up to the side of her head grazing her fingers over the healing stitches. I heard her breath shutter as her eyes blinked slowly.

“We weren't just friends were we?” She asks looking over at me, her fingers still over the buzzed section near her ear

“What makes you think that?” I ask her after a bit of silence on my end

“You’re always here, you know things about me, and my parents always ask about you; or are always talking about you when they don’t think I’m listening and…and everytime I see you it’s like I feel something. I feel this connection. And I see a clouded blur of what feels like you. I feel safe with you. I feel like I’m supposed to remember you” she says swallowing thickly while speaking in a whisper.

She caught me off guard completely.

“We weren't just friends” I say in a hushed tone to her

“What were we?” She asks sitting up in her seat

“Boyfriend and girlfriend” I said sheepishly

“Oh my god! And for how long?” She asks as her eyes widen

“6 years” I said clearing my throat

She gasps and covers her mouth slightly.

“6 fucking years, and I can’t even remember you” she says getting teary eyed

“No! Don’t blame yourself. It’s okay I have and will always be here every step of the way” I say grabbing her right knee with my left hand

“Did we break up before my accident?” She questions

“No I uh…..I um…..I was actually going to propose to you the night of your accident. On your way to the lake where we shared our first kiss by the way. You were hit by a speeding car” I replied to her, searching her saddened eyes

Covering her face with her hands she groans loudly.

“I can’t believe I was about to get engaged to the hottest man I have ever laid my eyes on, and now I can’t even remember us” she says groaning again

I would be lying if I said I wasn't blushing at her statement.

“That’s alright. I’m not going anywhere. I’m still planning to marry you one day” I said to her winking

“Please hold out for me because boy do I want to marry you too” she says looking at me through the cracks in her fingers that still cover her face.

Chuckling at her, I pull my phone out from my back pocket. Opening my camera roll and going to the pre-made albums I have of us.

“You can look through our pictures. Maybe you might remember something” I say offering her my phone

Grabbing onto it she begins to look through the photos. Giggling at some and getting red in the face at others.

“Oh my God, Joe” she says squealing as her face gets warmer

Looking over at the photo my cheeks warm up as well. It was a photo of us nude. I’m on my back as she’s on top of me. Both looking up into the ceiling mirror that hung before us. I loved this picture with every fiber of myself.

“That was our 5 year anniversary. We were in Curaçao and you looked so beautiful I had to capture you in that moment” I say to her

“Wow there’s so many freaky pictures like this” she says laughing deeply

“Yeahhh we were a pretty active couple” I say as I watch her swipe through our photos

“Do you miss it?” She asks me stopping for a moment

“What? Sex? I mean eh. I can live without it. But do I miss us making love? I do, but I’m a very patient man. All I care about right now is your progress and health.” I say to her offering her a smile

She smiles and nods at me as her finger begins to swipe the photos again. Suddenly she stops again on a photo.

Her eyes tracing over the image of us.

“I… I remember this” she says looking over at me

My eyes beaming open immediately.

“You do?” I ask her ready to jump up and get the nurses

“Yes! Oh my… I do! This is your parents' lake house. This picture your dad took of us. I had just cut my knee open and you were comforting me” she says swallowing thickly as she looks at the picture

“YES! YES! That’s exactly what happened” I said jumping up in excitement

“Joe I’m remembering some of these pictures” She says to me as she swipes her finger faster on the screen

I called the nurses in who then called the doctor in. They encouraged Y/N to talk about what she could remember as they jotted down notes.

“Joe, you should’ve shown me these photos sooner. Maybe I would have a stronger memory by now” she states to me

“The time didn’t feel right, but today…I felt compelled to show you” I say as the doctor checks her

That was the snowball that got rolling. I mean little by little my family and her family and I got pictures and videos and would show them to her. Slowly she began to remember little things here and there.

It had been about a year where she was almost completely back to normal. Minor memories she still couldn’t remember, but everything else she got.

And this wouldn’t be a happy ending if I didn’t keep my promise. I proposed to her at the lake when she was discharged and cleared to go back to basic everyday events.

Beyond excited that in tragedy I still was able to find light. I was still able to propose to the girl of my dreams. And was even more excited to start planning this wedding.

“I love you Y/N” I stated as I looked down at her

“I love you more Joe” she stated as her lips connected to mine.

In that moment with her lips on mine I felt infinite!

The End

This lowkey (high key) kind of sucked. I wanted to get something out since I’ve been MIA for a little bit. So grateful for all the support I’ve been given. Lots of love!

I never ever trip

Just peace happiness and love

I got money in these jeans, so they fit me kinda snug

Plus the game is in my pocket, ***** this is what I does

It was the fourth inning, Bengals against the Green Bay Packers. Tensions were high as last time the Packers smoked them. This time though? Joe and his team are getting their lick back. The Packers had them in the first half, and Joe was pissed as hell. Huffing and rolling his eyes

“Tighten the fuck up! Playing like fucking dickheads” He screamed at his team. The Packers were bottom of the barrel for a short period of time, but once that new draft hit; and guys got traded. That team turned to pure gold. Eating their opponents for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Something Joe was weary of going into this game.

“I refuse to lose to a team whose fans wear foam cheese hats! That’s embarrassing” He hollered on the side lines, burning red cheeks and a red nose. He meant business. And right by his side was you!

Sitting in the VIP Suite with his friends and family. Gripping onto the railing as you sat most of the game screaming. Your face being plastered along the jumboscreen multiple times throughout the game.

But as the timer hit four minutes, and the Packers were up on two, your eyes damn near popped out your head. All the Bengals needed was a touchdown, and that gave them double points. Sending the Packers home with a fat loss.

Joe had the ball and was gunning it to the opposite side of the end zone. You leaped off your chair.

“Fuck yeahhhhhh LETS GO JOEEEEE” You screamed almost spilling your drink everywhere.

His mom and dad beside you are hollering similar chants. Egging their son on to win this game.

Suddenly it was as if everything moved in slow motion, Joe’s right foot passed the end zone line. Instantly meaning a touchdown, but suddenly number 52 comes barreling towards Joe. Grabbing around his thighs and tackling him. Both players go tumbling and the timer stops, the ref blowing a whistle. No touchdown was given, and both teams had to return to the sidelines as they reviewed footage.

“BULLSHITTTT! That was an illegal tackle” I scream from above slamming my hands on my thighs.

I watch as Joe throws the ball and gets up, brushing off his opponent. Angrily heading to the sidelines I could see he was ready to argue.

Suddenly the referee blows the whistle. Marking an X with his arms,

“Number 52, Rashan Gary 15 yard penalty. Illegal tackle on number 9 Joe Burrow. Tackled below the waist! No touchdown, next point wins” He says and puts his arms down.

The whole stadium was booing, including myself. That was a clear touchdown. I was livid and chewed my nails as they got centered in the field.

Joe caught the ball as one of the packers attempted to pass to his teammate.

“YEAHHHHHH JOE BRING IT HOMEEEEE” I screamed as my voice cracked

“COME ONNNN GOO GOO GOOO” I screamed basically hanging over the railing

I have never seen Joe run so fast in my life, I swore he was about to levitate with the speed of his cleats against the turf. Hurdling over a player as he leaped to tackle him, I hollered again.

“LETS GOOO JOEYY BABYYYY” I yelled out as his mom grabbed onto me, jumping up and down in excitement.

Running pass two more players Joe flew to the end zone. Instantly getting a touch down. The timer buzzed and Joe threw the ball down. Immediately being engulfed by his teammates.

“WOOOOOOOOO LETS FUCKING GOOO” I screamed jumping up and down with his mom. His dad hollering at him.

“TOUCHDOWN CINCINNATI” We heard over the speakers. The whole stadium jumped up and down. Many sad Packers fans, but many more excited Bengals fans.

The Bengals won 46 to 44 and you couldn’t be more ecstatic. Joe got exactly what he’s been wanting.

After the game Joe had a post-game interview. With many sports channels and news outlets waiting in the large room for him. This game just put his teammates and himself in line for potentially being in the SuperBowl.

Sitting down in the chair he smiles at everyone

“Evening Joe” One said to him

“Hello” he responded shyly

“Great game Joe” another Sports Illustrated journalist said

“Close one am I right” He said chuckling dryly

“Joe have you seen Y/N screaming for you today” one reporter asked him

“No I have not, I actually haven’t seen her yet” He said rubbing the side of his mouth

Turning on the TV they had playback of all the screaming and chanting you had done at the game. Immediately Joe started to laugh.

Watching the screen as you screamed and clung onto the railing, loving to see you cling onto his mom in excitement.

“She’s a character isn’t she” He said giggling

“Do you think having Y/N at your games pushes you to do your absolute best” One journalist asked him

“Any guy here would say having a beautiful woman cheering for you would push them to do better” He said winking

“Does she scream for any other team like she does for yours” A woman asks

“Not that I know of, gee I hope not. But when she's home alone who's to say she doesn’t” He responds laughing

“She’s your good luck charm” she says laughing

“All jokes aside, Y/N is 100% my good luck charm. She gets me pumped for these games and pushes me to be the best I can be” Joe responds truthfully

“And if you don’t take home the win?” One journalists asks

“Ouu I don’t think I can say on camera what she does to me” He says shaking his head, earning an eruption of laughter

“Nah, she has shown me not to beat myself up over certain things and helps me better myself to see from a different perspective”. Joe states running his hand through his hair.

“Sounds like you have a real winner on your side” He responds back to Joe

“Oh a thousand percent. I hope she continues to scream at all my games. She gets me going” He states nodding his head

After a few more questions about his life and the game and the illegal hit, the interviews were over. Joe thanked everyone and headed out. Running to find you in one of the break rooms. Engulfing you in his arms for what felt like a million years. He loved to have you by his side, and hold onto you for as long as he could.

The End

Lately Joe has been ogling the baby section at many stores we end up at. Often saying he’s just looking, and even buying some items for his teammates. But knowing him I know that something deeper is going on. Joe and I have been together for a few years now, and recently engaged, planning to wed soon. We talked about kids many times before, and I have always wanted kids;but Joe was itching to have kids for as long as I could remember.

However he had really been expressing his want for children. Explaining how he would love to be a dad and how amazing I would be as a mother. He told me I was the mom in every situation I found myself in. Truthfully that was true! I loved to care for others, and put others over myself making sure they got cared for.

But Joe was also a creeper and would often state his interest in how sexy and beautiful I would be with his child. My stomach round and firm, my hips thicker; and my breast swollen with milk. I didn’t see the appeal of not being able to fit into my clothes, having fat and swollen feet and waddling around, but Joe sure did.

Occasionally we would plan having sex around the time my ovulation was the highest. Unfortunately no matter how hard and how often we tried (and trust we tried multiple times all throughout my ovulation time) I always got a negative test result. From the amount of times Joe would cum in me in a year you would think I’d have 20 kids, but nope!

We even took time to check our fertility, and I was extremely fertile and Joe had extremely healthy and fast swimmers. We just chalked it up to not being our time. We were bummed out for a while, but we took it as a sign. Putting this on the back burner for another year. We would have sex whenever and never paid attention to my ovulation just going on hopes and dreams. You know things happen when you least expect it.

Like I said though Joe has really been into wanting a baby again within recent months. I would constantly explain to him it will happen when the time is right. Which leads us to this current moment. I had gotten out of the shower, wrapping the towel around me. I begin to brush my teeth preparing for bed.

“Babe I want a baby just as much as you do, we just have to give it some time” I explain to him as I hear him shuffling in the closet next door.

“I know, but it's just….. I just really want to be a dad” He said lowering his voice, and I knew he was pouting

“It’s okay Joe, come here” I say as I spit out my mouth wash

Joe steps over into the bathroom, leaning on the door frame, with saddened eyes he looks at me.

“Don’t be sad baby, we will get pregnant” I say as I tie my hair up and begin to wash my face

It broke my heart a little seeing Joe hurt. He always felt like a failure when he didn’t get what he wanted. He felt like he was failing me as a husband, and of course he wasn't, he just couldn’t see it that way.

Suddenly Joe blurts out “let’s try again right now” he blurts out with lust dripping off his tongue.

Drying my face I look at him through the mirror, a slight blush appearing on my face.

“Like right now, right now” I say putting the face towel down and gulping

“Right fucking now” He states as he trots over to me

Grabbing onto my hips he slightly pushes up against me, so I could feel his dick against my back side. Shuttering I took a shaky breath and gripped the hand towel a bit harder.

“You are so beautiful, and I want nothing more than to fuck you so hard and cum deep inside your womb non stop till you’re begging me to stop” He says deeply while looking me in my eyes through the mirror

My thighs clenched together, I loved when Joe came in me it was a soul tying connection. He would just keep fucking me non stop. Constantly filling me with his seed. I craved it! Always!

Before I could even open my mouth, Joe began to speak again, “I yearn to see you full of me, shuddering and all fucked out in bliss. It makes me want to keep going to never stop filling you up” He states as his hands run up my side and land on my breasts. Squeezing them as he ground into me even harder.

His lips ghosted over my neck “I burn to see you pregnant, full and plump with our baby. So fucking sexy to see you body changes as it creates life.” He says lightly kissing my ear

Joe was so filthy, and I wouldn’t change it for the world. Oftentimes his dirty words would push me right over the edge. That was something I learned about myself very early on. He used to tease me about it too afterwards, but soon he found it extremely hot.

As he stood there grinding against me and kissing my neck I felt like I was having an out of body experience. Suddenly I remembered and my eyes shot open.

“Joe…. I’m at the peak of my ovulation” I said in a hushed tone, chuckling deeply in my ear he states

“Oh I know, I always know when you are ovulating” Licking my neck he pulls the towel off my body and I gasp

Roughly spreading my legs apart, with his right hand he slides it down to my pussy. Gliding his middle and ring finger between my folds, my head falls back against his shoulder and my knees tremble. He holds me up with his left hand and begins to kiss my neck.

Sliding his fingers back and forth he begins “I know when you’re ovulating because you get so wet and so so sensitive” He states in a hush tone as he pinches my clit between his middle and ring finger

A loud shriek leaves my lips as I shudder forward. Moving us away and out of the bathroom to our shared bed, he gently leans me down on my back.

“I’m going to give my princess what she deserves, and in return she’s going to take my huge hard cock that’s been waiting to cum deep inside her” He says in between kisses as he peppers them along my body sliding down towards my vagina.

“Holy shit, where is this coming from” I moan out as my hands slide into his hair, gripping at the root

He moans gently as he kisses my pubic bone, my body jolting. On fire from his hot touch.

Hiking my legs up gently and pulling me down towards him, he licks his lips. Looking up at me, my gaze got lost in his bright blue eyes. His lips finally attached to where I needed him the most. My grip got tighter on his hair as my back arched off the bed.

Joe licked a long strip up my soaking wet cunt. Quickly attaching his lips onto my clit and sucking. Running his hands up my body and squeezing my breast, he began to suck and swirl my clit. Moaning ever so slightly against me as he sucked harder.

“Fuck Joe! Please don’t stop” I whimper out, tears threatening to fall from the corners of my eyes. He continued on, slurping and lapping at me like a feverish animal. His pointed nose constantly bangs against my clit.

Lifting his head up he gathers saliva in his mouth, and spits on my pussy. Going down and sloppily making out with my cunt. His head ever so slightly sliding from side to side. I was seeing stars and galaxies at this point. Nothing but moans and whimpers left my mouth. I couldn’t even think straight truthfully.

“Fuck Joe, I’m gonna cum” I blurt out as my toes begin to curl agaisnt his back. My thighs clenched around his head, and he held them there. Not caring if he was suffocating because if he could die between my thighs he would die a happy man.

Nothing but the sound of my wet cunt, Joe’s vibrating moans and my short gasps could be heard in our room. His tongue flicked my clit in circles and alternated between sucking and licking. It was only a matter of seconds before I began to unravel on his tongue.

“Oh my…Joe! Please, please, please” I moan out in whimpers as my body lifts off the bed. My toes curl to the point of cramping. I pushed his head closer to me as I basically rode his mouth and nose.

Coming down from my high I began to squirm from the overstimulation. Joe taking note pulled away from me. Looking up at him his mouth and chin glistened in my cum. Smirking, he leans down and attaches his lips to mine. Hungrily kissing me our teeth clashed and our tongues battled for dominance. Backing away as we both tried to catch our breath.

He looked down at me like he could ravage me, and he was about to. Sliding his shirt over his head and throwing it on the side of the bed. He leaned down and kissed me and began to run his right hand up and down my body.

“Can I suck your cock?” I asked him, biting my lip and looking up at him sheepishly. His gaze on me as I saw something in his eyes shift.

“Can you what?” he asks in a hushed manner

“Can I please give you a blow job?” I ask again, this time pushing him away from me and sitting up.

Joe was more of a giver rather than a receiver. Most times you just did without asking, and sometimes you would ask. However, he would never ask because truthfully he didn’t care to make his pretty girl service him. Joe’s dick was intoxicating to say the least, so thick and so big. You loved to blow him and hear all the dirty sounds he would make.

Looking into your eyes he realized you really did want this, so he nodded and stood up.

“But you stay on the bed and I will stand. Can’t have my pretty girl on the hard wooden floor’’ He states running his hand along my jawline.

He is perfection, truly.

Standing on the side of the bed I crawl over on my knees. Reaching forward I pull him closer by his waistband. Pulling his pants down, his huge dick springs out and I lick my lips in anticipation.

“So big” I say gently as I wrap my hand around his cock. His breath hitching in his throat. He looked so hot under my command.

I spat on the tip, and slowly started to rub his shaft up and down. He shivers and looks down at me in a drunken state. My head bobbing up and down slowly as I try to fit all his length in my mouth.

Deep throating him, I gag and he moans loudly. Placing his right hand on my head, not pushing it down just holding onto my hair gently.

“Sucking my dick, so fucking good” He moans out as I gag again

“Too big for that mouth of yours huh” He chuckles dryly and I moan around him. I fucking loved his dirty mouth.

Bobbing my head up and down and jerking off what I couldn’t fit in my mouth. Joe is a moaning mess above me. Pulling back I suck on the tip and twirl my tongue in circles as I glide my hand up and down.

Joe shutters and whimpers slightly. Pulling back before he let himself get too far. He stops me

“Naughty girl, I will be cumming in you” He said looking down at me as he held me tightly by my elbow.

“How do you want it” He asks full of lust, but also genuine curiosity.

“Fast and hard and messy” I moan out as his hands squeeze my tits

Without a word he kicks his pants off fully and pushes me back, grabbing my ankles and pulling me towards the edge of the bed.

Spreading my legs wide open he glides his dick up and down against my heat. Coating it in my arousal.

“I’m gonna fuck you with my big cock and fill you up with my cum. I;m making you a mom tonight” He says in a gruff tone looking at me

Nodding feverishly, he slides his dick inside me. Giving me no time to adjust to the stretch, he immediately bottoms out.

Growling loudly at how fast he was able to fit in me. Like he’d been training my cunt just for him. I loved the feeling of him deep in me.

His hips crash into mine at a fast pace. Snapping against my thighs as my tits bounce. Both a moaning mess as his dick hits all the right places. He comes leaning forward both his arms under mine to hold me in place as he screws into me. His dick slamming into me at such a perfect angle he creates a bulge in my pelvic area.

“FUCKKKK, Joe this feels so fucking good please don’t stop”. I moan out as I bite onto his shoulder blade. My eyes are screwing shut.

“Taking my big dick like the good girl you are” He moans into my ear as his hips drill into me.

Staying inside me he moves us up into the bed properly, so he can fuck me deeper.

Leaning back up again he grabs my thighs and holds me by them. Sloppily slamming into me as my cunt aches in arousal. His muscles flexing and sweat dripping down his torso as our bed creaks loudly.

Loud grunts falling from his mouth as I clench around him, nearing my orgasm. Joe brutally attacked my pussy with each thrust. The smack of his public bone against my clit was making my brain short circuit.

“I’m gonna cum soon, and fill you up with my hot seed” He moans loudly as he looks down at me

“Please Joe fill me up, I feel your hot cum paint the inside of my pussy” I moan out as I caress my own breast. Aiding myself in inching closer to my own orgasm.

Hunching down over me Joe growls as he rapidly smashes into me. Screaming out I scratch along his shoulders and biceps.

Moving his left hand to cover my mouth as I moan loudly, his hips keep smacking into me. Whimpering as I know he’s getting close to cumming.

“Be quiet” He groans as he looks me in my eyes. Hand still over my mouth as tears brim in my eyes again. I was about to cum everywhere

“You gonna cum for me?” He asks as he messily thrusts into me. Nodding my head feverishly my brows began to furrow as my back began to lift off the bed ever so slightly.

“Gonna milk my cock pretty girl? Gonna paint my dick in your cum? Hmm?” He taunted as I couldn’t do anything but moan and nodding fastly