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Littlest Hughes - Mark Estapa
summary: when a game of beer pong turns interesting you learn to realise that your brothers friend isn't so bad after all.
trope: forced proximity
warnings: sexual themes, p in v (unprotected!), underaged drinking, swearing, fingering.
word count: 3.67k
authors note: to the people that remember when this idea came out in like November, thanks for being patient cause Mark and the beerpong fic are now here! everyone thank @hischierhaze for making this one come out long before she was actually intended to be here for you all. if you want to look at more of the 500 celly then you can do so here!
You swore you hated him.
It was the idea of having someone you couldn’t stand in the slightest. The kind of person you couldn’t even be in a room with as you just wanted to gauge your eyes out. Someone who made you feel so irritated that the mere thought of them had you getting angry.
Now you have weren’t entirely sure why he pissed your off in the ways that he did. But as Mark seemed to hate you just as much as you hated him, you were never going to be in a rush to improve your relationship. Yet the problem arose when he instead opted to get close to your brother, Luke.
The boys were teammates and it was enough to make your whole family agree that your negative relationship with Mark wasn’t enough to stop him from being invited to the lake house. It was Luke’s first summer as an NHL player and those friends from college were the very men that Luke missed so much. So being the best younger sister that you were, you agreed to bite your tongue.
That’s how you landed up spending a week with his closest friends and for the most part you were having a good time.
“God you are such an ass!”
Key word, for the most part.
Mark smirked as he held your top over his head leaving you in nothing more than your blue and yellow bikini “you and I both know that those aren’t the right words.” He teased continuing to lean up each time you reached for the baseball jersey “I will kick you Estapa stop being a dick.” You spat as you crossed your arms sending him a glare.
Before Mark could respond Luke walked into the room “bro could you not leave my sister half naked?” Your older brother gagged as he shook his head “till next time kid.” Even though there was less than two years between you both Mark still loved that nickname.
So as he dropped your shirt in your hands you couldn’t help but scowl at him “fuck off.” You growled pulling the shirt over your arms “you wanna go on the boat you two?” Jacks offer pulled your attention away from the boy as you nodded “sounds great!” You nodded leaving the boy alone as you went to be in peace for the next few days.
You weren’t a hockey player, it wasn’t your thing but what is your thing is beer pong. Yet unfortunately for you it seems that the only person worthy of being your opponent was Mark. So that was how you both ended up being the last ones left in what felt like the longest game of beer pong that anyone had seen “you two see an end in sight?” Quinn groaned as he looked down to his watch when he let out a yawn.
It was this endless back and forth where you would each win a game and would then refuse to let them take it and that’s how you ended up at 12-13 with the only rule that to be crowned champion you’d have to win by two games “you ready to give up?” You sent the boy a glare as it only made the Michigan player laugh “just when I thought you could have been stronger than you actually came off.” The compliment was backhanded as Mark laughed.
The boys responded with groans as the idea of this game continuing made them all feel sick “I’m going to bed.” Quinn announced as he shook his head “me too.” With that boys went in groups as your constant bickering got tiresome.
Seven games had gone on and the new score was 16 all and you were just as irritated now as you were then “could you hold off on killing each other until tomorrow?” Ethan asked as he let out a yawn “want to watch it happen.” Mackie laughed as he nodded in agreement only going quiet when Luke sent them a glare.
Your brother rolled his eyes as he placed his hand on your shoulder “please just let him win so you can both go to bed?” Luke mumbled hoping that you would agree “never.” You grumbled as you refused to give Mark that kind of joy.
So of course things continued and you guys were left alone but not before Luke kissed your head “now you don’t got your big brother helping you out.” Mark teased as he got the ball between his fingers as he lined up his shot.
Mark smirked as he saw you pull your hair into a hair tie “tryna distract me with your skin?” The boy mumbled seeing your collarbones pop through the red cami vest that your were in “cause it’s not gonna work.” He added making you laugh.
It was a hearty one as your teeth caught your lower lip “please the mere thought of tits are gonna have you not seeing straight.” You pressed your hands against the table exposing your body more to him “you wanna bet?” Mark made little effort to ignore the white lace that so clearly stuck out of your top.
He took your silence and furrowed eyebrows as curiosity “winner takes all this game.” The hockey player offered making her scoff “higher stakes though as we’re now doing strip beer pong.” His offer was only met with the sounds of your scoff.
You crossed your arms as you couldn’t help but send him a glare “you just want to see me naked.” You rolled your eyes not wanting to give into him “don’t flatter yourself princess you aren’t my type.” Mark shook his head as he wasn’t interested in you like that “but if you are scared you’re gonna lose then I can accept-” you couldn’t even let him finish his sentence.
“Throw the damn hall Estapa.”
A scoff left your lips as you watched him go back to angling the hall and of course it just had to land in the beer “should we go with your shirt or your shorts first?” Mark teased as he watched you hook your fingers into your shirt before you pulled it over your head revealing the white bra you loved so much as it had a little golden v in between the wires to compliment your skin “not bad.” The boy mumbled to himself as he had seen you in less before but never in something with lace.
You took your cup and brought it to your lips letting the unsweetened liquid hit your tongue as you chugged it back not caring at the amount that dripped down your chin “what?” You asked dropping the cup to the ground as the boy looked like he was watching a dream “nothing.” Mark ignored how your lips were wet and the top of the lace of your bra as getting soaked as beer dropped down your chest.
Of course your ball went in and off went his shirt, it was followed by your shorts and then his. Until eventually you were both only on your undergarments “need some help getting that bra off?” Mark joked as he watched you reach behind your back but not before you flipped him off.
The idea of anyone being able to come down at any point didn’t seem to bother either of you as you clicked the clasp of your bra letting it fall down your arms as the cool summer night air made your nipples harden “you really do have secrets Hughesy.” Mark felt his mouth water as his eyes were drawn to the sparkling titanium bar that was pierced through your left nipple “shut up.” You grumbled as you attempted to ignore the way his hardening stare made you feel.
As you potted your final ball it left the boy having to discard of his boxers “don’t bother with those.” You mumbled leaning down to grab your bra from the floor “would hate to see what isn’t there.” The claim was a total slap in his face and you knew what you were doing as you aimed to piss him off.
It infuriated Mark with how well you knew to get under his skin “please you’d be lucky if I fucked you.” You began walking over to him as your bra was thrown onto the table “Mark I don’t think you even know how to make a girl come.” You shot back as you pressed your finger into his chest “I’d have you struggling to walk tomorrow.” Mark shook his head as he wrapped his hand around your wrist pushing your hand away from his chest.
This was the closest you had ever been to him before as his eyes pierced yours “I wouldn’t fuck you if you were the last man on this planet.” You laughed as you turned to walk away but the boy was quick to pull you back “so if I felt those pretty little panties would they be dry?” His voice was barely a whisper as he walked you back against the table until you were finally sat on it.
Your eyes were wide as you shook your head desperate to not give him the enjoyment of seeing that he had indeed won “be as dry as the desert.” You spoke through gritted teeth almost squealing as Mark dug his fingers into the skin of your hips “you gonna let me test my theory then?” He asked dropping his head to the point where his lips hovered over yours.
All you could do was nod as you before his lips were on yours. It was messy as your hands your tugging through his hair like you didn’t want him to ever leave you “fuck.” He grumbled feeling your teeth sink down onto his.
It was like you knew what you were doing as you smirked “even as I’ve got you ready for a good fuck you’re still acting like a fucking brat.” The college boy growled pinching your chin between his fingers as he clenched his jaw “what are you gonna so about it?” You sent him a smirk as you swore that if this was a battle, you were winning it.
Mark spoke to himself under his breath as he dropped his head to your jaw as he began planting kisses on your skin “shouldn’t even fucking treat you well.” His voice sent shivers through your ears as he continued dropping his lips down your chest “saw you looking at it.” His eyes locked onto your breast “you can touch it y’know.” You teased tugging your fingers through his hair making him groan in the process.
He wasn’t going to be told again as he latched his lips around your pierced nipple as he groaned swirling his tongue around the piece of jewellery “fuck.” You swore trying to shut your legs to relieve the tension between your thighs “you still think that I can’t make you feel good?” Mark brought his hands down to your legs making you shiver as he forced your legs open.
You chewed at your lip watching him get closer to the pool that had formed in your panties “when I speak you need to answer me princess.” You swore the hockey player growled as you nodded “know you can’t.” The tough facade you had up was hanging by a thread and it only grew weaker with how his hands grew closer to your core.
A gasp left your lips as his hand cupped your core “fuck!” Your moan was swallowed by his lips “you little liar.” Mark clicked his tongue as a wet patch formed in your panties “please.” His thumb pressed against your clit where it drew soft circles.
Your head dropped against his shoulder as your body grew soft “what do you need pretty girl?” Marks voice was soft as he left a kiss on your forehead “you.” You croaked out as he toyed with your panties finally pushing them to the side.
Mark teased you as you shook your head “want more.” You whimpered looking up at him with a pout “please.” You begged edging your cunt closer to his fingers “didn’t know that all I needed to do was fuck you to get you to shut up.” Mark sighed as he teased your slit.
His fingers took their time plunging into your cunt “god!” Your groan was swallowed by his hand “you want your brothers to hear how much you enjoy my fingers fucking your pussy?” The hockey player rasped into your ear as you shook your head.
His fingers were thick against the walls of your cunt as he curved his fingers into a come here motion “they can’t.” You mumbled growing panicked as you were reminded of how all three of your brothers were upstairs “then keep those pretty little lips shut if it’s not gonna be too hard for ya?” Mark tauted you as you mewled under his attention.
You clenched around him as you nodded finally going quiet “like having you all quiet now.” As you tilted your head up trying to bring your body closer to his Mark took the opportunity to nip at your neck “no!” You gasped as he inserted a third finger not caring about your protests.
Mark smirked as he didn’t care “think you’re in a place to make the demands?” He scoffed as he clicked his tongue “thought you were smarter than that.” The hockey player teased as you pouted “the boys are gonna see.” You complained as his eyes sharpened.
Somehow the words made his whole demeanour change “you worry what those boys are gonna think of you now?” Mark spat as he increased the pace of his fingers as he fucked your cunt “like you really gonna now care about them seeing you like the slut you’ve become f’me?” He added standing up straight as he glared at you.
Your lips remained sealed as you tried to writhe your hips against his hand “remember pretty girl you answer me when I talk to you.” The hockey player warned “I’m your slut.” The words came from your lips as it made him grow surprised.
The words made his cock grow hard against his boxers “you happy to see me or what?” You smirked feeling it press into your knee “think I need to fuck this behaviour out of you.” Mark grumbled pulling your panties down your legs as it hooked around your ankles.
You had finally pushed Mark to a point where he had snapped and he wasn’t ready to come down from it yet “fuck I don’t have a condom.” The boy complained as he hadn’t exactly thought that having sex on this trip was on the cards for him “on the pill.” You shook your head offering a counter point that he gladly took.
Being a hockey player you weren’t surprised that his cock was on the larger side of big but you had to admit that your mouth did water when he retracted his fingers from your cunt to pull his boxers down letting his boner hit his pelvic bone “you still sure that this is what you want?” Sure Mark thought you were still irritating but the even with that irritation he still believed in consent “please.” You whimpered as you bit down on your lower lip watching in awe as he pumped his cock a few times before he tapped the swollen head on your clit coating it in his precum.
There was a moment between you both that if you weren’t still so buzzed from the alcohol in your system you would have sworn that there was something that could have mirrored something romantic between you both. His lips were soft on yours as his cock slowly creeped into your cunt letting your walls stretch to accommodate him “fuck you’re perfect.” Mark gasped as he sunk his teeth into your shoulder as he kept himself from coming on the spot.
He had a few moments of just staying there with his cock frozen before you finally cleared your throat “need you to fuck me Mark.” You coughed out as the boy turned his face to look at you “please.” You didn’t need to ask twice as he nodded letting his hands grip at your hips as your legs locked behind his hips.
Even as you were outside with the breeze your skin felt like it was on fire when his eyes pierced your gaze “how many guys you let have this tight little cunt of yours?” Mark made little effort to try to avoid the fact that he was jealous of his own question when the idea of some other guy fucking you came into his mind.
As his cock throbbed in your core you struggled to stay focused “j-just t-tw-two.” You stammered falling over your words as his thrusts became deeper “and did they make you feel this good?” Mark swore that the image of you beneath him struggling to even shake your head as your breasts bounced with each thrust that he made, would he engraved in his brain forever.
The first time you had sex was in high school when you lost it to your boyfriend of two years and you were both virgins. He came within a couple of pumps of his cock and left you there frustrated and alone as he went to shower only handing you a wet cloth before he shut the door behind himself. The other was a jock that was only sleeping with you to get the attention of an ex so the moment she came knocking on the door he went running back to her.
So if you truly thought about it Mark was your first time, not the embarrassing your overly awkward one. But your first time where you knew he was confident in what he did “didn’t come.” Even as you barely whispered those words Mark still heard you and he couldn’t help but smirk.
If anything Mark took that as a reason to quicken his thrusts as he watched your eyes roll back “gonna make you feel so fucking good then.” Your brain fog made you wonder if he was merely thinking aloud or actually talking to you “and to think that you really put up that whole act before?” The hockey players teasing tone had you clenching around him as you propped your hands up behind you to stop you from falling back.
His hand took the opportunity to slide between your bodies as he found your clit “you’re so fucking pretty when you’re so cock drunk.” The compliment came with a groan as he began toying his thumb over your clit “not gonna last.”
You warned not caring who heard your whimper that echoed from your chest.
Mark felt his thrusts grow irregular with how you cunt squeezed his cock with the new pressure your clit felt that had you wanting to press your thighs together “go make a mess doll.” There came the softest of the pet names from the night as he kissed you lips letting his hunger and pure desire to be the first guy that has you coming on their cock, take over his mind.
All that was left for you to do was listen to him as your lips let out a gaspy moan “holy fuck!” You swore as your eyes screwed shut letting white specks scattered themselves on the backs of your eyelids like stars in the night sky “breathe through it.” Mark cooed helping you on as the movements of his thumb combined with the thrusts of his cock lulled you through the brunt of your orgasm that had your legs shaking against his hips.
Before Mark could let his orgasm take charge he slid his cock out from your cunt making sure that you had come before that and he replaced the walls of your cunt with his hand “wha-” you grew confused at his abrupt movement “oh baby you have to work for me to come in you.” He grunted watching the warm sticky ropes shoot onto your stomach.
It made you whimper as you watched almost hypnotized by the sight “next time if you aren’t a fucking brat I might let you get it properly.” The hockey player explained tapping the head of his now soothing cock on your clit letting what was left in him ooze onto your slit “that was.” Your chest heaved as you swore that you had just had the hottest experience of your life.
Mark laughed as he nodded “I know.” He pecked your lips as he reached down to where your panties had fallen to and made the effort to slide them back onto you but not before the hockey player kissed your lips “think it’s time for you to go to bed.” A yawn left your lips as you nodded at his words.
He finished dressing you and even opted on helping you up the stairs before he left you tucked into your sheets where you nuzzled your head into the soft pillow “maybe you aren’t that bad Hughes.” Mark mumbled feeling his heart grow full at the sight of you blissfully drifting off to sleep.
But as he let your door softly shut after him it would seem that nothing would actually ever truly change between you both. Because at the end he was always going to be your brothers friend who pissed you off, and well you were always meant to be Luke’s hot sister.
Yet the true test that would come after this was when Mark would have to realize that you weren’t his, no he wasn’t good enough to get that right to have you under his arm at every event on campus. Instead he was destined to watch other guys fill that role one you finally grew into a more confident state.
“Since when has Rutger had a thing for little Hughes?”
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Rose Bowl, Baby! J. McCarthy
JJ McCarthy x fem!reader
synopsis - JJ wins it all, and he has his girl right with him the whole time.
wc - 2k!
contains - THIS IS SOOOOOO CUTE AWWW, cursing, stressed!reader (ME TOO AS FUCK), fluff, kissinnnnnnn, hugginnnnn, cute shit, FUCK THE TIDE :D, um that's it! oh established relationship!
an - unedited lol sorry i just wrote this in like two hours! 😭JJ😭BABY😭WON😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 I WAS SHOUTING AND SCREAMING AND I DANCED. especially because my mother, brother, and sister were all pulling for Bama to make me mad. LAUGHED IN THEIR FACES LMAOOOOO. i was on facetime with my man for like half the game since i am a umich student... WAIT DO U GUYS KNOW THAT....? i dont think ive told u guys that... SURPRISE!!!!!! anyway no one reads these anyway so. ENJOYYYYYYYYYYY :)))))))!
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One minute and thirty eight seconds. One minute and thirty eight seconds, that's how long JJ and the Wolverine's offense had to score a touchdown. 2nd & Goal, four yards to go. You held JJ's mom's hand as you took deep breaths, desperately trying to calm down. JJ could do this, you knew it. You stared him down as he stood infront of Coach Harbaugh, Alabama had called the last time out of the game.
Michigan needed this score to take the game to overtime. JJ knew, you knew, everyone did. Once JJ clapped in the middle of the huddle, the offense started dispersing back into their spots on the field. Jay's eyes met yours, they had multiple times all night. He knew exactly where you sat, he'd made you text him your seat numbers before the game. You let go of his mom's hand and gestured your hands over your ears, headphones, you always told him. Just pretend it's just you and your guys. Block out everything else. He nodded at you, cracking a little smile before taking a deep breath and running out to the field, putting his helmet back on. His mom melted over the interaction, leaving you blushing.
You crossed your fingers and said a prayer, you'd prayed more than once tonight, you'd been praying about this games for weeks. You held his mom's hand in one of yours, and gripped your 'J' necklace in your other, bouncing on the balls of your feet. The play clock was running low, JJ clapped his hands, beckoning for the ball. It went straight to his hands, he looked around for maybe a second before passing precisely to Roman. He caught it, he had an open lane, he's in the end zone! Holy shit, he's in the end zone!
You jumped, screaming JJ's name, turning to hug his parents. You jumped up and down, a grin wide on your face as you cheered for your boy. His mom wrapped an arm around you as you watched him tearily.
The next Michigan drive was messy, and had you scared, but when the time ran out, you were jumping up and down, shouting and cheering, hugging everyone around.
"Our boy did it!"
You nodded, laughing as you wiped tears from your eyes. The game wasn't over, you knew that. JJ's eyes found yours again, he shook his head in disbelief with a grin, gesturing headphones to you. You nodded, fanning your face from the tears, but smiling so wide it didn't matter.
You sighed happily when you watched Alabama defer their OT possession, that's what JJ wanted, if the game went to overtime, he wanted to go first, it would put more pressure on The Crimson Tide to go second in the long run.
You held your necklace close to your mouth as you closed your eyes, letting out deep breaths. JJ had this, you knew it.
The offensive and defensive lines faced each other at the Alabama 25. JJ clapped, the ball was sent straight to his hands, he quickly handed the ball off the Blake, who scurried around the defenders, landing at the Alabama 17. 'Thank God for Blake Corum' you whispered to yourself.
You saw JJ hiding a smile behind his mouth guard, and you knew this was it. Jay claps, and the ball is snapped straight to him, the ball goes straight to Blake, who has a completely open lane.
"Go Blake, go!"
You screamed out, feeling Megan's hand grip yours. You held your intertwined hands up, watching Blake run. He was in the end zone, yes!
"Yes! JJ, yes!"
You screamed, jumping up and down you as watched your boy cheer. He did it! Thank God! You hugged everyone again, cheering some more when the kick went through the posts. The game still wasn't over, the defense still had to come out and play this game. You knew JJ wouldn't be able to assist his team anymore on the field, but you also knew he was now gonna be the biggest hype man for his defensive teammates.
You bit on your dark blue acrylic nails as you watched Alabama line up at the Michigan 25. You winced as the game went from 3rd & goal at the Michigan 14 to 4th & goal at the Michigan 3. One more play, make or break.
You saw Jalen Milroe clap for the ball, and run straight into the O-line of Michigan. Nothing! He got nothing! Oh my God, Michigan won! You watched JJ sprint onto the field as you screamed, jumping up and down for the third time. Your heart was beating out of your chest as you shouted, hugging Michigan fans you didn't know. Your smile couldn't have been punched off of your face.
The blue and maize confetti flew, you watched tearily as the Michigan guys flooded the field. You watched JJ grab his rose, talking to a reporter. His bright smile and gorgeous face was spread on every screen in the stadium. Your boy had done it, finally. You watched as your sweet boy accepted the Rose Bowl trophy with Blake, his smile never leaving his face.
You ran down the few rows to the bottom row of the bleachers, standing with other Michigan player families as the boys were dispersing back to the sideline, finding their loved ones. JJ, being the star quarterback he was, took a while longer to get over to you guys, but it didn't matter to you.
You two locked eyes, matching smiles on your faces as he ran over to your group. You let him talk to his parents and sisters first, before he moved over to you.
"Come'ere baby!"
You grinned as you leaned down over the barrier, JJ's hands grabbing at your waist to safely pull you closer, kissing you passionately. Your hands cupped his face, as you both smiled into the kiss. You pulled away, whispering to him with a big smile.
"You did it lovey!"
He nodded, his bright smile lighting up your heart.
"Can you just jump the barrier instead of going back through the halls?"
"S'that allowed?"
He looked around, quickly asking an employee of the stadium standing down against the barrier. The employee looked at JJ with wide eyes, nodding at the quarterback, though he probably didn't exactly have the position to answer him.
"See? You're fine, c'mon angel!"
You looked around, seeing one of the guy's little brother being passed over the barrier, then to Megan who shrugged with a smile, nodding for you to go ahead. You slide your phone in the pocket of your jeans, sitting on the barrier before turning around towards JJ, who held his hands on your waist.
"Can't believe I'm doin' this."
JJ laughed, pulling you down as you slightly jumped off the wall, down into his arms on the field. You quickly wrapped your arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.
"I'm so proud of you, Jay. You are so talented, baby."
He pulled away from you, cupping your face with his hands, touching his forehead to yours.
"Just had to remember my headphones, like always."
You nodded, laughing and kissing him again, JJ leaned back, your feet leaving the ground for a few seconds as he kissed you. You both pulled away giggling. You got a random burst of energy, electricity pulsing through your veins.
"Ah! Oh my God, you won!"
You pulled away from JJ, grabbing his hands and jumping up and down. His smile widened, he was so, absolutely in love with you, but watching you support him so wholeheartedly, made his heart squeeze extra with love.
"Yeah! I got the Rose Bowl, baby!"
JJ's family came through the tunnel, having chose the safer route to get to the field. He hugged his family, talking with them and taking pictures. You took a few of them on your phone, smiling sadly at how cute they were.
"Angel! Come take a picture with me!"
You smiled, nodding as you went over to your smiley boyfriend. He took his winner's hat off and plopped it onto your head, it was sweaty, but you didn't care. You did one picture standing next to each other, his arm around your hips as you both smiled brightly. Then there was one where JJ kissed your cheek out of nowhere, then another taken the moment after where you both laughed as you wiped the eyeblack he spread to you off of your cheek.
They were adorable, objectively. Your group was soon exiting down the tunnel, bidding JJ goodbye with a quick kiss as he walked back towards the locker room.
Once you were all reunited with JJ he told you all he wanted to go back to the hotel and get food delivered to the hotel. That was your boy, even after the big win all he wanted to do was go back to his bed.
You got back to the hotel after a long car ride through Rose Bowl traffic, and quickly went up to your room. You and JJ were sharing, though he was technically supposed to be in his football assigned hotel room, he was crashing in yours. His parents knew, you two were trusted, and old enough to make your own decisions.
You showered as Jay laid in your bed, watching the Texas and Washington game. You came out of the bathroom in your pajamas, quickly crawling into bed next to JJ. He pulled you inbetween his legs, wrapping his arms around your middle. You were both tired, him more than you. You noticed the plastic bag sitting on the nightstand.
"What'd you get us to eat?"
You kissed him when he told you he got chicken tenders. You both watched the Sugar Bowl as you ate your dinner. You both got up to throw away your trash and brush your teeth before turning off all the lights and getting right back in bed. JJ watched the game as you laid on his chest, scrolling through your phone, showing him TikToks and Instagram posts of videos taken of you two from the game every little bit. You two were going viral among the teenage girls and fan pages.
When the game finished JJ turned off the TV, and you put your phone away as you two shifted so that JJ was laying with his head on your chest. You played with his sandy hair as you talked.
"I still can't believe all of it, it's just crazy."
"Well I can believe it, I knew you could do it. You know I was scared when we were getting close to the end of regulation, but then I saw you smile right before your last play of the regulation TD run, you know right before Roman got the touchdown, and I just knew it."
JJ looked up at you in the dark, he had hearts in his eyes. You were everything to him, just completely everything.
"I love you so much."
"I love you, baby. 'M so proud of you."
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fortnight [ethan edwards x reader]
a/n: hey lovelies !!! AHH this is my first LONG fic and smut piece. please be nice, i am new to writing smut so cut your girl some slack !! i really enjoyed writing this & a big thank you to @homestylehughes for proofreading for me !!! i hope you enjoy and please remember to reblog creators works !! 🫶🏻
summary: i love you, it’s ruining my life
warnings: smut 18+: oral (m&f receiving), fingering, p in v protected sex
word count: 7.9k
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
it may be an understatement to some, but you loved the back to school season. with the transition into autumn as the environment's colour palette turned from vibrant greens, to warm browns and yellows, you found yourself content as the pumpkin spice and apple pie scents cascaded through the atmosphere.
walking across the campus as the dried leaves crunched underneath you, you mindlessly took in your surroundings, observing your fellow students and seeing the excitement fall upon their faces as new friendships blossomed, and friendships rekindled after spending the last few months back to where their stories were created.
your headphones were plugged in, allowing you to enter a trance of tranquillity, finding all your worries in the world disappear into an abyss. you were relieved, given your last semester, you were faced with an unkind welcoming that most people would question you for being so dismissive of.
ethan edwards, 5’11 defenseman for the university of michigan’s hockey team. enrolled in the same physiology class last term, the pair of you were assigned partners at the start of the semester for your final examination project, which entitled you to countless hours outside of class to be spent together. and maybe that wasn’t something you would complain about initially.
the close proximity your assignment brought upon you, may have been a blessing in disguise, but neither ethan or you were going to be the ones to admit it. the brunette had caught your eye when he entered the classroom shortly after it had begun, looking out of breath as if he had sprinted to the lecture hall. there was no denying you felt your stomach do a summersault when you found your name printed next to his, looking up and meeting his eyes as you followed from where his finger had pointed. and when you first began the foundational stages of the project, you couldn’t help but acknowledge the flutter you felt in your chest when he’d chuckle at something you said, or got caught gazing into your eyes a second too long for anyone to consider there was no chemistry.
as the project unfolded, and you began scheduling times within the week to work on the requirements, you noticed yourself more frequently checking the day and time of the week, anticipating the moment you would meet the brunette again. you mentally frowned upon yourself, he was just another one of your classmates, you questioned yourself, why was he so different than all the rest?
maybe it was the way he’d wait for you after the class had a quiz or midterm if he finished before you, or would always save you a seat in the classroom, every single class, or even when he copied his notes from the days you missed class from being sick with strep throat.
you had to convince yourself he was just another one of those hockey players. they had that natural charisma, he was used to charming the ladies, society had just instilled that hockey players drew all the attention, and there was just something so intriguing about them.
you had come to realize the impact his hockey commitment had on his academic availability was a bit heavier than you had anticipated, so when he had missed a meetup one week without informing you, he received a lengthy message about punctuality and responsibility, which earned you your favourite drink and dessert as an apology.
you knew hockey players though, you had family immersed in the community and when you began your continuing education, you made a promise to yourself to steer clear of hockey players at all cost. however, that was inevitable, considering UMich had quite the popularity surrounding the NCAA hockey team. you’d hear about the team from your roommates and classmates, about the big win from the night before, or how a player made a stylish play, it’s as though it suffocated you, which led you to think that was the reason ethan left you so entranced by his presence.
you didn’t want to like him, but your heart cried out to you when there was unexpected rain in the weather forecast, and you ended up arriving to the project meeting drenched by mother nature. ethan immediately rushed to you, asking about what had happened and if you were okay. he insisted that you take his navy blue hoodie that had a yellow “M” embroidered into the front, with his number 73 stitched into the arm. much to your dismay, he pushed past your protests, and forced you to change into the warm, dry piece of fabric, that you hated to admit smelt like the best cologne you could ever imagine.
you went home that night thinking about all the encounters you had ensued with ethan, and a tiny seed had planted in your imagination, that maybe he was acting in a way that was more than a group-project partner, more than a friend who simply looked out for you. maybe he was different, there were so many questions that raced through your mind when he appeared in your head, that you considered letting your hockey player-driven guard down.
you assumed it was nothing, but when your roommate had caught you smiling at your phone like a mischievous child, and proceeded to interrogate you at who could possibly be taking away this much of your attention, maybe ethan seemed to be more than a group partner to you, and a liking had sprouted in your heart for the hockey player.
every so often when you would catch his eye in class when the professor was in the depth of the lecture, you would smile to yourself as if one look meant a million more words. ethan was so genuine, in class and out, there was no way he couldn’t be sincere. and when he sent you a message thanking you endlessly for surprising him at his hockey game, the three red hearts that trailed along at the end of the grey text bubble made your heart pound in your chest, wanting to burst.
ethan
y/n!! there’s no way i saw you up in the stands today.. i thought you hated everything hockey?? what changed?
y/n
i was forced against my will. 😐
y/n
i’m kidding, my roommate dragged me out of the dorm and said i needed to experience one of the games, and i guess since i knew someone on the team it made it a bit more exciting to go to
ethan
oh, so when your roommate asks you it’s an immediate yes?
ethan
i’ve been asking you for months to come to one of the games!!!
y/n
allie is much more convincing than you are.. 🤷
ethan
seriously tho, it made my night to see you there. and you even got to see me score!!
y/n
it was pretty cool how you did that one move, and i saw you look up after so i knew i had some sort of part in your celebration after
ethan
hey well what do you say you come to the next game next thursday? i can bring one of my jerseys to our meetup on wednesday for you to wear to the game
ethan
but again, thank you so much for coming to the game y/n. it made my night seeing you there ❤️❤️❤️
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
your semester had come to an end, and ethan and you aced the project, receiving one of the highest grades in the entire class. as a ritual, your fellow students gathered for the end-of-semester party that was held at the hockey team’s shared housing unit. it was only the middle of november when your classes had ended, so you found yourself picking out a black dress that you knew accentuated your body in all the right ways, and would definitely catch the attention of some.
your friends and you entered the house that held the hockey team, being welcomed to the loud, vibrating sound of music playing all over the inside, the smell of sweat from nerves and dancing, and suddenly becoming aware of how sticky your shoes felt against the hardwood floor as you stepped farther in.
your roommate allie had found herself reconnecting with another one of her friends from her classes, while your other friend, taylor had already ventured to find the nearest source of alcohol. you scanned the layout before you, seeing the stairs on the left that would lead to the frat houses’ bedrooms, and to your right was the living room where the furniture was pushed to the perimeter of the room to make a makeshift dance floor, while also giving seating for couples and drunk college students to make out, seeing a couple heavily entranced by each other’s mouths while the girl straddled the guy’s lap, you let out a breath, having this be a reminder of why you hated highschool and college parties.
there was really nothing entertaining about walking in to an occupied bathroom unbeknownst to you because the random strangers were too concerned with where each other’s hands and lips were, or how you had to hyperfixate on the drink in your hand, not knowing who or what could be around you.
you walked down the hallway, sliding between bodies, mumbling an “excuse me” and placing a soft hand on the backs or shoulders of the students you were passing by. you had turned the corner to which revealed the kitchen you had been searching for to mix yourself a drink, but rather than excitement unfolding, you were hit with a wind so cold and frigid, you almost stumbled back on your feet.
right before you was the infamous brunette, ethan edwards, leaning forward towards a short unknown figure, having each of his arms on either side of her body, almost trapping her into his embrace.
you didn’t know why it felt like there was no air to breath anymore, why it felt like your throat was closing up, or why it felt like you were choking on your own throat. you didn’t know why you felt your hands numb or why your stomach dropped rather than somersaulting. you blinked, trying to clear your vision at the sight before you, and you shook your head at yourself, not only because you couldn’t comprehend the sight before you, but also because you knew it didn’t matter that ethan was consumed by the unknown girl. you weren’t talking in that type of way, you weren’t pursuing him, and you most certainly didn’t like him, so why did it matter?
you knew you were in over your head and you felt heat fill in your cheeks in embarrassment at yourself for thinking any of the things ethan had done or said to you were sincere, or that he actually meant any of it.
to him, you were just another girl that was at his feet giving him attention, another stack on his shoulder to feed his ego, another notch on his belt. you knew it was too good to be true. how could he be any different than all the other hockey players, you just hadn’t seen it coming, being blinded by the thought that maybe this one would prove you wrong.
you were ashamed, feeling the ache of your heart, heat rushing through your body and the euphoric feeling spreading to the tips of your fingers as it felt like you dissociated from your own self, watching from a bird’s eye view at what unfolded before you.
you swallow the lump in your throat and blink heavily to avoid any tears spilling from your eyes as you turned to your left to walk around the far side of the kitchen counter. you had found taylor, drink in hand, who was mingling with a girl she had met a few weeks into the semester. you wiped a bright, cheerful expression on your face approaching your blonde friend, who smiled brightly as she opened an arm to you and pulled you into her side.
“y/n! this is chloe, we were just talking about how allie and i had finally convinced you to go to that one hockey game back two weeks ago, she was there, literally right near us and i totally missed her!” taylor exclaimed as she smiled back towards chloe who was leaning against the white kitchen cabinets. you gave her a polite, small smile which she returned, but it was hard to focus with the loud, indistinct voices that echoed throughout the house, and the evident tension in the room as you heard the giggles from the unknown girl below ethan, fighting the urge to look over at the pair.
as they immersed themselves back into their previous conversation, you stood beside the two girls before excusing yourself to prepare a drink. if you were going to have to manage seeing ethan and another random girl mesmerised by his charm, you would need to have some alcohol in your system to make it more tolerable.
you grabbed a red solo cup from the edge of the island that stood in the middle of the kitchen, and reached for the bottle of spiced rum, adding the liquor into your cup a bit over what a normal amount would be for a cocktail. you shrugged to yourself, as you eyed the amount of alcohol entering your cup, before you set the glass down and begin to walk towards the fridge quickly stopping in your tracks when you were reminded by the sight of the obstacle you would have to avoid in order to make your drink less of a concern to if you were going to down it immediately.
the unknown brunette was now sitting on the counter with her legs widened enough for ethan to stand between them, his hand clearly on her waist, gripping her sides which you knew would cause a flutter in the girl’s stomach.
you hesitantly inhale, wanting to make your manoeuver as nonchalant as possible, it would only be easier to forget about ethan being a close distance from you if you didn’t bring attention to yourself, so you emerge towards the fridge, keeping your eyes locked at the metal appliance, and reach to open the right door when a voice stops you in your tracks.
”y/n?” of fucking course. just like everything else with ethan and the timing of how things play out, of course he had to notice you while the unknown girl had her arms draped around his neck. “no way you’re here! what are you doing here?” as he questioned you, you watched with a blank stare as he turned to have his body facing you, and in doing so, let the girl’s arms fall from his shoulders. his eyebrows were raised in surprise and his mouth was held open in excitement, but his response is what shocked you the most, given he seemed to be pretty occupied before. he raised his arms out as if he were to go in for a hug before you shut down his opportunity to brush over what his actions unknowingly did to you.
“well what would a student who just finished her exams be doing at a frat party?” you asked dryly. ethan’s head jolted back quickly in confusion at your rhetorical question, surprised by your shift in demeanour.
“i, uh- well, y’know, i’m just surprised to see you, i didn’t know this was your type of scene,” ethan trailed off, stumbling over his words. you hummed in response, giving him a tight-lipped smile with a small squint of your eyes before reaching into the fridge to grab a can of coke to add to your drink that was waiting for you.
you hummed with a tight lipped smile written on your face, “i’ll see you around ethan,” turning your body away from him and leaving him in a trance.
closing the fridge door and pivoting on your feet to walk back in the direction of where your drink was, you made sure to keep your eyes in a forward stare, knowing any slight aversion of your eyes would cause the tears that had been pooling to spill. you begin to fill your red cup with the soda, keeping your head down as you felt your emotions rush over you. the sight of ethan close to another girl only caused your stomach to tighten in a knot, resulting in you taking a long swig of your drink, tasting the kick of the extra alcohol fall down your throat.
this was going to be a long night.
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
a few hours had passed and the drinks had become significantly more easy to finish in a short amount of time, and you had found yourself conversing with a few students you had recognized from your classes from the previous semester, laughing drunkenly over jokes being made and other remarks, and as you gossiped over your professors, each time your drink had emptied, another was placed in your hand without you having to leave where you were seated. needless to say, when you quietly excused yourself to the washroom, having broken your seal about 30 minutes prior, you felt the buzz erupt through your body as you walked to find the nearest bathroom.
your head was spinning lightly, so you balanced a hand on the wall as you tried entering the main floor’s bathroom, only to be blocked by the noises you would only assume would be coming from a frat house’s bathroom, so. eager to release the pressure that was filling your bladder, you wandered back towards the stairs that led to the second floor that displayed all of the bedrooms. following what you hoped to be the right path to the bathroom upstairs, you find yourself leaned up against the wall opposite of the closed door, waiting for vacancy.
taking in your surroundings while you waited, you squinted your eyes to suppress the drunken state you were in and noticed the majority of the doors to the bedrooms were opened, with one at the end on the left being closed. as your gaze lingered down the hallway, you heard the lock of the bathroom unlatch, to which you pushed yourself off of the wall you were leaned against.
and as if your night couldn’t have gotten worse, you stood opposite to the tall, muscular figure, who you wanted no more than to slap across the face for the way he made you feel, whether it was unbeknownst to him or not.
you rolled your eyes as you watched his expression lighten over his face at the sight of you, and you crossed your arms over your chest, waiting impatiently to enter the room you came for initially.
“y/n! there you are! you disappeared after i saw you in the kitchen- you alright? you seemed kind of off when i talked to you,” ethan spoke in excitement, clearly the alcohol was buzzing through his system as it was yours, causing his bubbly, and overly chipper demeanour.
you scoffed at his oblivious remark over your previous encounter, trying to dodge a conversation with him and attempting to sneak past his figure, only to be blocked by his reflex to stop your movement, which caused you to lightly bump into his frame. you couldn’t look him in the eye as he spoke to you, knowing that if you did, you would cave and you would forget the sight of seeing him with another girl, and melt at the knees when you held eye contact with him. it happened every time you were with him. it was as if everything around you disappeared into an abyss when you looked in his brown eyes, nothing else being as important as the way he looked at you. and you hated the way that it was an act as simple as eye contact that made your heart warm, your cheeks fill with heat and butterflies to erupt in your stomach.
ethan reached an arm up to grab onto the side of your arm, causing you to stop your attempt to pass by him, and making you avert your gaze up to where he towered over you, looking down with his infamous soft eyes. you could smell his cologne that you hated because of how much you loved it, and you bit the inside of your lip, stopping yourself from making any impulsive, drunken decisions that you knew you would regret when the alcohol had worn off.
“nothing’s wrong,” you said blankly, peaking around his body towards the empty bathroom that was calling your name. “come on, let me go, i need to pee.” you urged, shrugging your shoulders in defeat with a slight pout forming on your face. ethan had only grinned to himself without any other words being spoken and he pushed you behind him towards the bathroom as he stepped to the side, and you quickly stepped in, shutting the door behind you.
you used the washroom as you needed, but before exiting, you peered at your reflection in the vanity mirror, taking a deep breath to compose yourself as the alcohol slowly took over more of your system, making everything feel a slight bit more distorted than normal. you closed your eyes as you reached for the door handle, knowing there was a fifty-fifty chance that ethan would still be waiting on the other side, and much to your dismay, the odds weren’t in your favour as the one and only brunette hockey player was leaned up against the wall you once were standing against, locked into his phone screen as you watched him scroll mindlessly.
you sneaked past the bathroom door, veering to the side of the wall as you tried to escape another confrontation from ethan, but his awareness overruled as his arm reached out to stop you, grabbing your wrist and pulling you back towards him. his pull had been slightly stronger than it needed, so you stumbled over your feet towards him, steadying yourself by grabbing onto his biceps with both of your hands and looking up at him with an unimpressed look as you gathered yourself. maybe the extra liquor added to your drinks wasn’t the best idea after all.
“so can we talk? or are you gonna keep acting like you’re a criminal trying to escape the police,” ethan lightly chuckled, again looking down at you with the smile that you had grown to adore too much.
“i’m not avoiding you, ethan,” you argued.
ethan hummed, “i’m pretty sure you are,” he said quieter as he took a step closer to you, “just because the semester’s over, doesn’t mean we have to be.” he said, and you almost choked on your breath. your mouth had slightly opened in shock, taken aback by the words that had just fallen from his tongue.
“w-what do you mean we don’t have to be over?” you awkwardly chuckled, stumbling over your words. maybe it was the alcohol that was clouding your judgement, but you truly did not understand ethan’s intentions.
“all i’m saying is that just because the class we had is over, doesn’t mean we have to stop being friends.” he said with a shrug of his shoulders and once again, the cold air of realization hit you like a brick wall, as you processed his words. you knew you didn’t hear him correctly, you knew there was a misunderstanding, and you knew you were in over your head, yet again. you mentally frowned upon yourself at how stupid you felt in the situation, knowing you probably looked like a fool standing opposite to ethan.
“right, yeah.” you trailed, looking down towards your feet as you tried to compose yourself, knowing if you dwelled on the current situation, tears would begin to form. “look- i gotta go find my friends, we’re probably gonna head out soon anyway, i- uh, it was nice seeing you i guess. we can keep in touch too, but i know our schedules are both pretty busy.” you said looking back up at the brunette, you gave him a soft, sad smile as you tried to make it seem like your mind wasn’t racing and the utter sadness at the situation wasn’t beginning to fill your body. you turned to head back down the stairs to where the party was still going, but yet again, ethan stopped you in your tracks.
“y/n,” he repeated more sternly, and you hated how your heart ached in your chest, how you wanted nothing more than to scream at him that you were falling for him, but in doing so you hated how it made you feel, you hated how you wanted to kiss him like the world was ending and there was no tomorrow, but if you did, he’d probably turn away. all because of the stupid project that had to be such a large portion of your grade, you had slowly fallen for the boy who occupied every wednesday of your semester. “follow me,” was all ethan said as he took your hand in his, and you felt the texture of his skin beneath your own, how his hands were somewhat dry, but not overly coarse, and how they were warm and encapsulated your own.
you let ethan guide you down the hallway, as you trailed behind his large figure like you were a lost puppy. he turned the corner into one of the opened bedroom doors, and your eyes widened in shock at what you assumed entering his room meant. you had been in his room before, one of the times you had planned to work on the project and the library had been closed due to maintenance, ethan offered to have the meetup be held at his place. that was the reason you had been familiar with the layout of the house when arriving at the current party.
panic settled in as you watch him reach behind you to close the door, and your eyes followed as he walked towards his desk, silently reaching into the third drawer on the desk and pulling out what looked to be a picture. your brows pulled together in confusion as he turned back to where you stood, close to the door with your hands fiddling with each other as you anticipated what he had to show.
he reached out to pass you the print, and you met his eyes again for reassurance that it was okay to take it from him, to which he nodded in encouragement. you took it in your hands, and looked down only to see that it had been a picture of you in his team hoodie, the day that you had been rained on, with your hair wet, makeup slightly smudged. you stood opposite of him, with the hoodie engulfing your frame making you look much smaller compared to ethan’s larger frame. you smiled at the picture, but were only even further confused as to why he had it, so as you hand it back to ethan, you look up in confusion, only to see a small blush forming on his cheeks.
“i know it’s kinda creepy to just have this picture of you, but you looked so cute in my hoodie and that day we had together, was probably one of the best days i’ve had all year, maybe even the best day since i first got here.” ethan shyly explained, making your gaze soften as you watched him explain.
“yeah, i remember that day, it was one of my favourites.” you responded softly, smiling to yourself as you reminisced. but before you grew too distracted by his romantic act, you came quickly to remember how you felt when you first arrived, conflicting your feelings as you stood in ethan’s room. there was a silence that was held between you two, and you didn’t know what to say, and you knew it would probably be best if you didn’t open your mouth to speak, knowing you would most likely regret what words formed. ethan placed the picture back on his desk, before placing himself on the edge of his bed, clasping his hands together, and you stayed put where you were standing, watching him before you.
“come,” ethan gestured to the mattress beneath him, patting the spot next to him for you to sit.
“i don’t think that’s a good idea.” you responded quickly, allowing your blunt and cold facade to take over yet again. “really, i should probably go find my friends, they're gonna think i got kidnapped or something.” you awkwardly laughed. taking a step backwards closer to the door as you tried to escape,
“oh, come on,” ethan whined, throwing his head back in protest. “don’t make me come over there and make you sit on my bed.” he warned. you rolled your eyes yet again in annoyance at how easily convincing he was, and you took the few steps forward to reach his bed, and ethan scooted himself over to the side to give you more room.
“what’s up?” ethan asked quietly, the close proximity between the two of you becoming more evident as you were now sitting shoulder to shoulder in his bedroom. it intensified every thought and feeling you had run through your body. you noticed his eyes were hooded from the alcohol, his hair looked freshly washed and you could see his silver chain slightly peeking out from the collar of his crewneck hoodie. you took in his appearance slowly, before meeting his gaze that had already landed on you, looking into your eyes with a soft, alluring gaze.
“i said nothing’s wrong, ethan.” you exclaimed, letting out a breath as you grew more annoyed with his persistence. you didn’t want to let your guard down, you couldn’t. not while you were in his room, drunk, at a party.
“that’s bullshit, come on, you’ve been off since i first saw you.” ethan countered, and you then felt the weight of his hand being placed on the middle of your thigh, immediately making your breath shift into slower, more heated breaths. you looked down at the hand on your exposed leg, becoming aware that the fabric of your black dress had slowly rode up your thighs. you then met his gaze, again, as he was still maintaining eye contact with you.
“ethan,” you pushed, not wanting to continue the conversation any longer than it had already been happening, you sighed and began to stand up to leave, but you were prevented from doing so as his hand pushed against your thigh to keep you placed on his bed.
“y/n,” was all he responded.
your eyes darted to the side, contemplating whether or not you would cave, before letting go another breath, “okay, look-” you began before you stopped yourself, wanting to find the correct words to describe your feelings. if you had finally decided to have the conversation you had envisioned every night before going to bed, you wanted it to be relatively similar to the way you had planned it to be. although, you didn’t expect it to be happening at the actual moment it now was.
“fuck,” you mumbled under your breath, looking down into your lap, but was quickly guided to continue looking into ethan’s eyes by his hand that had slipped under your chin and tilted your head up. “i’m confused.” you blurted, no other words coming to mind as you looked at ethan with an expression of confusion and distraught written over your face.
ethan paused before responding, “why?”
“because of this!” you gestured between your bodies that were inches away from each other. “i come to this party against my will, because we both know i hate this type of scene, and low and behold, i come to find you invested in some random girl i’ve never seen before, with her hands all over you, and i can only assume what words were being exchanged.” you said in a single breath, your chest heaving as you explained your dilemma to the brunette in front of you.
ethan went to his open his mouth to justify his actions, but you beat him to it, “no, you don’t get to say anything,” you pointed with your index finger, “and then when all i need to do is pee, god forbid i run into you and you end up showing me a picture you’ve been hiding in your drawer and you look at me in a way that makes me feel so weird!” you rushed, your brows furrowing in your own confusion as you spoke.
“y/n, i’m lost, what are you trying to say?” ethan said softly, looking at you with his own brows stitched together in confusion.
this was it, this was the moment you’d confess your secret to the man who had occupied your brain 24/7. the one you thought of immediately when you did well on an assignment, and the one you would stand in the freezing arena every game to watch him play. the one you pictured yourself with when your friends and you gushed over the desire for a relationship. the one you searched for in a crowd of people at a school event, and the one you wanted nothing more than to be with.
“i love you, okay?” you bursted, slightly raising your voice with your face strained, “and it’s ruining my life.” you said as you ran a hand over your face to wipe away the hair that had obstructed your view, “and it killed me to find you here with another girl, and having to imagine myself going onto the next semester and not having you in my life.”
your chest continued to heave up and down, out of breath as you admitted to your internal conflict, and you searched in ethan’s eyes for a response. he was silent for a moment, his eyes darting from side to side as he collected his thoughts. you inched forward on the bed as a way to encourage him to say anything, but the longer the silence settled, the more you began to regret your sudden confession. as you went to place your head in your hands with your elbows resting on your knees, ethan’s mouth opened.
“are you drunk?” was all he asked, but given the amount of time you had spent in ethan’s room, and your body trying to compose yourself, you hadn’t felt the effects as strongly as before.
you shook your head, “if i am, drunk words are sober thoughts.” you chuckled to yourself.
“in that case, are drunk actions, sober thoughts?” he asked quieter, and you tilted your head in confusion, not being given a moment to process his words before you felt his hand reach for your jaw and lightly pull you in to meet his lips.
your mouths connected, and you inhaled sharply at the contact, melting into his touch as you adjusted yourself to face more towards his figure, you reached your arm to rest on his shoulder. ethan held your cheek in his hand, with his fingers reaching the nape of your neck to pull you in closer, and your body went weak, quickly to be supported by ethan’s free arm reaching around your back.
he pulled away, lips swollen from the contact, and his chest rising and falling rapidly. you looked up at his with doe eyes, wetting your lips without saying any words being said, and he reached back down to connect your lips again, his arm around your back sliding to your side to take hold on your waist. he pulled your body closer to him as a wordless action to adjust your position, and with your eyes closed and lips still mangled, ethan pulled you farther on the bed, and leaned your figure back to where he now hovered over your body with your back against the mattress.
he detached his lips again, breathing heavily with his chain dangling over your face, you stared up at the sight before you, “should we really be doing this?” you questioned softly, gripping his forearm with your hand.
ethan sucked his bottom lip between his teeth, “i’ve been wanting this for a while, and trust me this is not how i envisioned this happening, but i can’t hold out any longer,” he confessed, and before you can say anything in response, he delved back in, placing a kiss on your jaw near your ear, the sound of his wet mouth suctioning your skin made your entire body erupt in euphoria, and caused you to squirm underneath him. he trailed his wet, sensual kisses along your jawline as your hand found itself intertwined with his soft, brunette hair. he continued kissing down your jaw onto your neck, sucking slightly on your skin, as his arm held the weight of his body over yours. he looked up at you, with pleading eyes to adjust the strap of your dress, and without words you allowed him to move the fabric to the side, but in your own confidence, you sat up and lowered the dress to your waist, exposing your black lace bra you had worn underneath.
ethan took in the view, sighing in delight at your figure before him, and he leaned back down to continue his mission to cover every inch of your skin with wet, slow kisses. your hands found themselves interlocking behind ethan’s neck as he kissed your collarbone, and he looked up to your face with his eyes only, silently asking for permission to remove the piece of clothing that restrained your breasts. you nodded and lifted your back to allow for his hand to reach beneath you and unclasp the lingerie, freeing it from your body as he pulled it off of you. immediately his hands fell to your chest, cupping his large hands over your front and kneading your breasts as if they were dough.
your head fell back in pleasure at the contact of his mouth to your nipple, as he curled his tongue around the sensitive end. your hand tugged at his hair, arching your back in desperation for more.
ethan looked up at you yet again, and you reached forward, guiding ethan to stand on his knees, grabbing the end of his crewneck hoodie and pulling the fabric upward over his head, revealing his toned, broad figure. you mentally gawked at the sight and looked up at him as he towered over you, with your face being perfectly aligned with his waist.
you held eye contact with him as you reached for the waistband of his pants, noticing the growing bulge that began to protrude against his pants. you slipped a finger into the space between his body and the pants, gliding it along his v-line before tugging at his bottoms to expose his lower half. he had quickly stood up off of his bed to remove his pants, and while doing so, you shimmied out of your black dress, letting the clothing fall to the floor beside his bed, leaving you in nothing but the matching underwear to your top. ethan then climbed back on the bed, on his knees like prior, and you took in the sight of his bulge beneath his underwear, constraining the fabric and tauntingly wanting to be freed.
you looked up at ethan who watched your every move intensely, and then averted your gaze to the sight before you. you slowly grabbed the waistband of his boxers on each hip and pulled the fabric down, releasing his cock to be free as it sprung up, throbbing in anticipation to find a release.
your mouth practically salivated at the sight, and you instantly reached a hand to wrap around the base of his cock, feeling the warmth beneath your hand. stroking your hand twice up and down the length of ethan, you heard him groan above you, as he reached a hand to steady himself on your shoulder.
you adjust yourself beneath him, looking up to reach his eyes with your own and his bottom lip was tucked under his top row of teeth as he watched you take his cock in your mouth. you slowly wet his length and pushed your mouth farther down and closer to his stomach, until your eyes began to water, feeling the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat.
you pulled back slightly and quickened your pace as you began to bob your head along his length, ethan throwing his head back and gripping the back of your head softly in response. he held you there as he attempted to hold himself together, fighting the urge to release at that moment.
“fuck, y/n,” he breathed, holding your head closer to the rest of his body for a moment hearing the noises of your mouth taking every inch of his cock, as you slightly gagged on his member. you release him from your mouth with a small ‘pop’, and grin at ethan’s flushed face. he began to compose himself before he pushed you backwards until your head met the pillows of his bed and his face was inches away from your stomach. he maintained eye contact, which in response evoke an incline of your breath, chest heaving up and down as you grew impatient for ethan to make some sort of move to aid your frustration.
ethan looked at you with concerned eyes, in a way to silently ask you if he was allowed to continue and you eagerly nodded your head, your hips buckling upwards anticipating any sort of stimulation.
ethan flip the waistband of your underwear under his finger and dragged it over your hips and swiftly pulled the fabric off of your legs, tossing the piece to the side and focusing his attention back at the sight before him. his hands immediately found the inner space of your thighs, lightly rubbing the soft skin with his calloused hands, his tongue running over his bottom lip in hunger and desperation to delve into the lust.
“god, you’re perfect, y/n,” ethan mumbled, but before any other words were exchanged, he pushed your legs softly to the side, exposing your core and his head leaned into your body, immersing himself in you and suffocating himself with the taste of you. you moaned at the contact, your hips caving at the contact. ethan continued to stimulate your clit, his tongue lapping over the skin between your legs. your hand found his hair, tugging the brown locks in pleasure, and biting your lip to restrain yourself from making too loud of noise.
ethan moaned against your body, sending vibrations through your body, almost sending you over the edge, earning a whimper to escape from your mouth.
“oh my god, ethan,” you whined through gritted teeth as ethan held your legs down to the side with his arms and your hips bucking at the pleasure. he pulled away, the missing feeling making you crave more to put you over the edge, your legs bent up to the rest of your body as you watched ethan hold eye contact with you, reaching to his side table drawer and pulling out a condom.
you watched before you as he slipped it on, his body coming to hover on top of yours and aligning his cock with your entrance. your hands found themselves gripping onto his shoulder, and you bit your lip as ethan began to lower himself into you, the pressure causing your eyes to flutter shut. ethan went slow, no words being exchanged other than the wordless eye contact that was held between ethan and you, and when he bottomed you out, your mouth fell agape, causing ethan’s own mouth to fall open in pleasure.
his movements began slow, thrusting in and out, watching as your body responded in sync to his moments, and as it became more comfortable, ethan earning a nod from you to quicken his pace, your mouth hung open, small whimpers escaping as each thrust was complete.
ethan’s one hand remained by your head, lowering himself onto his elbow to inch closer to your face, while his other hand was placed on your hip, tightly gripping your skin as he continued to thrust harder and deeper into you.
“fuck, ethan, yes,” you moaned as he hit the right spot to cause an eruption of pleasure through your entire body, you felt the knot in your stomach begin to tighten when his hand on your hip reached between your legs to rub circles on you clit, and your moans sounded in sync with his thrusts, the sounds of two bodies erupting in pleasure filling the room.
“god, you’re so tight, y/n,” ethan moaned in response, his eyes squinting shut in concentration as he held himself together, your hands pulled at his neck, bringing his face to yours and your lips meet his, tightly interlocked as his thrusts still moved your body beneath him.
you could tell ethan was reaching his own climax, his determined thrusts becoming more and more sloppy, and his breath shaking against your lips. his fingers kept rubbing on circles on your clit, determined to bring you to orgasm, and when you adjusted your hips slightly, allowing for ethan to hit a deeper, more pleasurable spot in your body, the noises that came out of your mouth in response caused ethan to release into the condom, his own moans filling your mouth as his thrusts came to a halt and you felt the pressure hit your walls as he filled the condom with his cum. determined to bring you to your own climax, ethan’s fingers still worked their efforts on your clit, bringing his free hand to your mouth, trailing over your bottom lip, awaiting entrance.
his middle finger slipped into your mouth, and instinctively you sucked on the member, watching ethan look at you in amusement. when his finger was lubricated to his liking, he reached to your sex, running his finger along your folds to collect the wetness before pushing his finger in, immediately curling his finger towards him.
with both hands in action to put you over the edge, you raised your arms above your head in pleasure, feeling the knot in your stomach tighten even closer to being released.
“yes, ethan, just like that,” you moaned when ethan fastened his pace.
he hummed in response, “yeah? is that what you want, babe? you want to cum for me?” ethan asked softly, holding eye contact as his fingers worked magic against you. your eyes closed in pleasure, your head slightly tilting back, and when ethan slipped a second finger into your sex, and pulled his fingers in and out while maintaining curling inside, a loud moan escaped your mouth as you felt the knot come undone in your stomach, your legs shaking lightly as you rode out your orgasm.
your breath uneven, a grin erupted on both of yours and ethan’s faces, as he reached for his boxers and your matching set of undergarments, helping you put on the pieces of fabric, and quickly slipping under his covers. you follow suit, and find yourself curling up against his figure, your head resting on his chest, listening to his heightened heart rate.
ethan pressed his lips against the top of your head, “you really meant all those words from before?” he questioned, earning a giddy smile from you as you looked up to meet his gaze.
“and a thousand more.”
#ethan edwards#ethan edwards x reader#ethan edwards x y/n#ethan edwards imagine#ethan edwards fic#ethan edwards smut#umich x reader#umich fic#umich imagine#umich smut
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Idk if you’ve ever watched the Netflix movie “through my window” but there’s this one scene where the girl and the guy are laying in bed together and he slips his hand into her panties and starts to finger her while they’re in bed with someone else. They aren’t together and lowkey it’s like enemies with lots of sexual tension.
Anyway I was thinking that with Ethan Edwards? Maybe the reader is really good friends with the other umich boys and ends up going back to their house after a party and she’s inbetween Ethan and one of the other boys even though her and Ethan kind of can’t stand each other and he has his arm around her and starts to kinda of touch her everywhere which makes her involuntarily move against him and they end up having sex together
Pretty Girl
Ethan Edwards x Fem! Reader
Warnings- smut, fingering, finger sucking (teehee), sharing the bed, pet names (pretty girl, brat, baby), Ethan is mean but gentle, very soft, riding, creampie (she’s on the pill), I think that’s it???
Summary- in the request
Work count- 1.5k
Drunken laughter filled Marks apartment as him and his teammates cram into the small place. But me? I was the designated driver to get back to this said apartment. It was nearly two in the morning, making me fearful to drive back onto campus to my dorm, if I was caught I’d be in big trouble for being out past curfew. Instead Marks little drunk giggles were in my ear while his girlfriend was asleep in his arms.
“I have a quest room” he says in a lame excuse for a hushed whisper. It was a wonder how Farah was still asleep on his chest. “But like…” he hiccups, “Ethan and Rut are sleeping in there” another hiccup from the drunk boy, “I’m sure you can find room”. I sigh softly, I can’t complain when he’s giving me a place to stay. I nod reluctantly and stand up, making my way to the spare room. The source of the drunkenness was the hockey seniors going away party. It was just pretty much the team and their girlfriends… and you know, me: the media girl.
Rutger was passed out on the right side of the bed when I walk in, drool on the corner of his mouth as his soft snore echoed in the room. He didn’t even care to attempt to wipe off the lipstick marks from his girlfriend Kayleigh as they were plastered all over his face. I was mildly surprised she wasn’t here, they were normally inseparable but I guessed her friends had taken her back to their place.
Ethan was sat up against the headboards with an arm behind his head, scrolling through his phone. I hated his guts. He was always stuck up and made snarky comments. He let his fame get in the way of a friendship with me, always thinking he was better than everyone else. But in reality, me the media, gave him his fame. I didn’t care to fix it though, I never let it bother me. Until now that is, his eyes meeting mine with a scoff. I narrow my eyes in disgust. “Mark told me I can sleep in here, he also said for you two to make room for me.” Ethan’s eyes look down at the floor. “A lot of room left down there.” I roll my eyes and step towards the bed.
I ignore his request as I crawl on the bed and squeeze between him and Rutger. “Go fuck yourself” I mutter and turn my back to him, so squished my face was practically pressed into the back of the snoring boy. I wiggle myself under the covers and close my eyes, slowly drifting to sleep. In my deep slumber I could feel a body lay beside me and an arm wrap around my waist. Normally, I’d be quick to push anyone off but in this state I couldn’t tell between a dream and reality.
My eyes flutter open to soft breaths against my neck. Rutger was still in front of me. My face heats up at the realization of who had me wrapped in their arms. I knew he wasn’t asleep because his soft thumb rubbing back and forth on my hip. I turn my head slightly. “What’re you doing, Ethan?” He groans softly with no response. “Ethan, I’m serio-“ I was cut off by his hand moving closer to the center on my stomach, just above the waistband on my sweatpants. “Do you ever know when to shut up?” He laughs softly as he moves his hand all over my stomach, hips, then eventually lifting it under my tank top to cup my bare breasts.
“Ethan.” I warn in a faint whisper, hoping I wouldn’t wake up Rutger. “What? Do you want me to stop? Hate me all you want but you know this feels good.” He chuckles as I gasp when he pinches one of my nipples. I don’t respond. “That’s why at I thought.” He laughs and presses a kiss to my shoulder. “Just wanted to thank you for looking out for us at the party. You’re still a brat, but thank you” a sudden realization hits me. “Ethan- you’re drunk” I try to swat his hand away “I didn’t touch a single drop of alcohol all night, pretty girl.” I let out a relieved sigh.
His large hand makes its way into my sweatpants and under my panties. I feel him smile against my shoulder when he slots a finger between my folds. I whimper softly and reach my hand down to hold his wrist, not to stop him but as support. “So wet for me.” He presses another sloppy kiss to my shoulder. Without warning his finger dips into my wet hole making me accidentally moan out. His other hand moves to wrap around my neck and cover my mouth. “I wanna hear those pretty moans so bad but we can’t wake him up”. He begins to thrust his thick finger in and out of my hole, I moan against his hand but it was still loud enough to potentially wake up Rutger.
“Fuck,” he removes his hand just to stuff two fingers into my mouth, “keep these warm for me, pretty girl.”. He works another finger into me. I screw my eyes shut and force myself to suck his fingers to block a moan. He removes his fingers from both my pussy and mouth causing me to whine. “Y/n, baby, my cock will feel so much better.” A quiet “oh” falls from my lips causing him to chuckle. He flips me over to face him and our eyes meet. I’m suddenly reminded that this is the same guy that pisses me off every single day. “It’s probably tiny.” I say without thinking. I expected him to get mad but instead a smirk plays on his lips. “Don’t be a fucking brat.”
He loops his fingers in my waistband and pulls them down enough for me to be able to kick them off. He doesn’t touch my panties in case rutger wakes up, he doesn’t want me to be completely exposed. In some strange way I find it cute that he’d protect me from another guys gaze. He pulls his own pants down just enough for his dick to spring free. He grabs one of my legs and places it over his hip, moving my panties to the side and pressing his dick to my entrance. I bite my lip at the realization that there was no way he was small. He laughs softly at my reaction and presses his forehead to mine. “It’s hard to admit you’re wrong huh, brat? Don’t worry, though…” he presses a soft and quick kiss to my lips then pulls away slightly, “I’ll go slow for you.”
He slowly presses into me, stretching me out in ways I didn’t know was possible. “Ethan…” I whisper. “I know, pretty girl, I’m almost all the way in.” As he finishes the sentence he bottoms out. My mouth falls agape and my eyes squeeze shut. He knew I wouldn’t be able to keep my moans in if he moved so for precaution, he forcefully pressed his lips into mine before moving. He snakes his hand around me and grabs my ass. He moves back, his tip was the only thing left in me before he slams back in. My moans are swallowed by his kiss. Rutger stirs causing Ethan to completely stop. “M’sorry, baby, but for this to work you’re gonna have to ride me.”
I whine softly and hoist myself on top of him. “There you go baby, don’t feel like being a brat anymore, huh?”. I let out a shaky breath before rounding my hips on him. My head drops to his shoulder as I rock back and forth sloppily. “There you go, pretty girl, just like that. Fuck, making me feel like I can cum already. “Ethan-“ I gasp out as I tighten around him. “I’m on the pill-“ my tummy tightens as my legs shake. Without warning my cream creates a ring around his cock. I stop moving out of exhaustion. Ethan chuckles softly and moves my hips for me, lifting me up and down on his cock. “Gonna fill you up, baby… you want me to fill you up?” He teases and I tiredly nod against his shoulder. His hips snap up into me as he holds me down, his thick ropes of cum filling me up.
I lift up off of him and fall back onto the bed. I re adjust my panties and put my sweatpants back on in case his cum leaked out of my swollen pussy. After he fixes his pants he pulls me into him. “M’sorry for being an asshole” he kisses my forehead, “I won’t stop but I am sorry.” I laugh quietly and nestle into his chest.
“Yeah well now I know how I can shut you up.”
#smut#hockey smut#nhl#new jersey devils#umich smut#umich hockey#umich boys#umich wolverines#umich imagine#university of michigan
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☕️… and mr mark estapa
sexy ass mofo, he literally just looks like his d game is AMAZING. morning sex is my fav thing in the world tbh, sets the mood for the whole day LMAO
nsfw under the cut!! read at your own discretion!!!!!
the sunlight from outside shone brightly through your bedroom curtains, as the birds chirped loudly outside. this was your favorite time ─ before all the chaos of the day begins, you found solace in the early morning peace.
mark laid next to you, quietly resting. you always woke up before him, going on your phone and watching some tiktok before the day started. no matter how many people told you how 'toxic' it was to begin your day with social media, you couldn't even force yourself to care.
you turned to your side, charging your phone as you started to scroll on your phone. you felt mark shuffle behind you, and suddenly his arm snaked around you. you smiled softly as he moved his face into the crook of your neck.
"good morning, sleepy head."
mark hummed in response, still half asleep. as you continued scrolling, you felt him pull you closer into his chest and you were hit with something hard right on your backside. you were slightly shocked but slowly relaxed as he kept still.
you smiled softly as he begun moving impossibly closer to you, until your back was directly on his chest. "mark,"
"hmm?" he responded, innocently. you could feel his smirk on your neck as he began slowly moving his crotch right on your backside and you felt yourself become slightly more turned on.
he moved one of his hands on your hips to keep you still as he kept moving his crotch back and forth for some friction. "mark," you repeated, more desperate this time.
"shh, sweetheart." he responded quietly. "i got you, just relax for me, 'kay?"
you nodded as he pushed down your shorts, moving his other hand to slowly start playing with your clit. you were already wet, you didn't even need any more prep. you started rutting your hips towards his hand, desperate for more friction.
"relax sweetheart, shh." he rasped in your ear, starting to kiss your neck and you moaned in response.
"need you, now, mark. please," you whimpered impatiently.
he slowly slid his fingers out, moving away for a few seconds to grab his erect shaft and slowly start to tease your entrance with it. you couldn't help but moan at the feeling, shutting your eyes to ground yourself. he let out a soft groan at the feeling, too, as his face moved closer into your neck.
he put one hand on your hip as the other led his shaft to your pussy, slowly bottoming you out with one push. you felt so whole, so filled up, as you gripped his hand to have some type of grounding as you felt yourself shake.
mark was still for a couple, letting you adjust to the stretch as he gripped your hip tightly. he slowly started pumping in and out of you, quickening his pace as he kept thrusting.
you shut your eyes and kept moaning with every thrust, gripping his hand. "mark!"
he kept he slamming into you, his pace quickly becoming more desperate. the whole bed had become shaking with every thrust and you were sure anybody in the house right now surely could hear the commotion.
you felt him twitch inside you and you felt yourself clench instinctively, moaning at the feeling.
"i'm close, baby," he moaned in your ear and you nodded in response, not trusting yourself to be able to speak any words.
after a few more hard thrusts, you felt yourself climax quickly. you let out a squeal of pleasure and a few more thrusts, mark was there with you.
you both laid there breathlessly, trying to catch your breath. mark moved his head from your neck to grab your chin softly, pulling you for a soft kiss.
MY 100 FOLLOWER CELLY!
#── ✦ 𝐞𝐯'𝐬 𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲!#nhl imagine#nhl fic#nhl#nhl oneshot#hockey#umich fic#umich blurbs#umich imagine#umich hockey#umich boys#umich wolverines#umich smut#mark estapa x you#mark estapa x oc#mark estapa x reader#mark estapa imagine#mark estapa#mark estapa blurb#mark estapa smut#mark estapa fic
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rutger LOVES stella’s nipple piercings always playing with them or has his mouth on them during sex
°. — minors do not read! And do not interact with! Thank you!!
°. — smutty asks about Stella and rut are under #⋆ ˚｡⋆୨💒୧˚ smutty stella & rut!
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ꔫ RUTGER IS SO OBSESSED WITH STELLAS BOOBS, LIKE HE JUST LOVES THEM SO MUCH. HE JUST GETS STRONG URGES TO LIKE GRAB THEM AND SUCK ON THEM. SIMPLE AS THAT.
when Rutger first saw her piercings he literally almost cummed in his pants (real!) he was so embarrassed. But he literally fell in love, his jaw dropping in amazement.
He also loves the fact that Stella’s boobs are so sensitive, knowing that he can get her all worked up by just playing with her tits gets him so turned on.
During sex, his hands and mouth are almost always on her boobs, his eyes focused on her chest watching them bounce with his thrusts. ( he also fucking loves cumming on her boobs, like just the thought makes him go crazy )
Like it gets bad sometimes, when there out doing errands or just spending time with there friends, he can’t stop looking down at her chest, especially when she’s wearing tighter shirts. He’s definitely had to hide a few boners.
Stella has definitely quickly noticed rut’s obsession with her boobs, sometimes teasing him by wearing certain shirts in front of him, or hugging him tight so he could feel them pressed against him. She can get naughty sometimes.
And non sexual, he just likes having his hands under her shirt holding her boobs as they cuddle. When he has his arm wrapped around her, his hand always seems to rest on her chest, sometimes not even noticing it. He definitely gets teased from the boys when they notice.
#💌stellahughes!#⋆ ˚｡⋆୨💒୧˚ smutty stella & rut!#⋆ ˚｡⋆୨🩷୧˚ stella & rut!#rutger mcgroarty smut#rutger mcgroarty x reader#rutger mcgroarty imagine#rutger mcgroarty#umich smut#nhl smut
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I MISS YOU IM SORRY:
so it goes by taylor swift (luke and adelaide’s version)
TW/CW: slight smut, use of the word slut. a little praise, edging, toxic el and luke ( just wanna get you worked up and bothered) thats all i think?
also ik the song wouldnt take that long to go on but idc its a fun little fanfic okay !!! this is also more plot then smut im sorry!! this was also my first time writing smut! im sorry if its not great
18+ down below
Adelaide had just finished curling her hair, looking at herself in the mirror. she smiled at herself, fixing her black dress then headed out her room door grabbing her purse. the blonde walked down the stairs passing quinn on her way out. “della where are you off too?” the older hughes brother asked, causing adelaide to look at him. “mark texted about a party. sooo im going.” she smiled, getting a confirming nod from the older guy. quinn was in charge while the hunter and hughes parents were not at the lake house yet.
“alright. be safe, if you drink don't drive. text or call me or jack if you need a ride, or even better ask lu-“ “okay bye quinniee!” the girl interrupted sending him a smile not wanting to hear her ex boyfriend come into play. tonight was supposed to be fun for her, she was not supposed to be thinking about luke hughes. the hunters girl was carpooling with storm and a couple other people storm knew.
they got to the party, parking a few houses down as it was busy. adelaide booked it to the kitchen to make a drink, also meeting eyes with mark estapa and ethan edwards. “you came!” “i did!” she smiled as mark pulled her into a hug, “you look good addie!” mark said, ethan nodding his head in agreement. “made you this ad” ethan said handing her the other cup he was holding, the girl smiled and took it. “thanks edwards.” she sipped it, her face scrunched up from it being a bit strong causing the two boys to laugh at her.
“its good!” she said laughing a little, “havent had alcohol this summer yet.” “hmm sure u havent addie, but let's go dance!” mark said, pulling the girl away from the kitchen and into the living room. the pair were dancing together in the middle of the room. Adelaide felt his eyes somewhere, but was definitely not gonna meet his eyes. if she met those eyes bad things would be happening.
A few dances and many more drinks later, the pair was now sitting on a couch. adelaide sitting on Mark's lap as the pair was talking to some of the other umich boys. mark was peppering kisses on the girls neck, the pair being a little too drunk to care. the kisses did turn into little love bites causing adelaide to let out a breath, getting mark smirking as he looked at her.
mark was now settled back into the other guys conversation as adelaide was sipping from her cup locking eyes with luke. “see you in the dark” the hughes boy was staring right back as some other blonde girl was talking his ear off as she kept running her hand down his chest. “all eyes on you, my magician.” el had just realized he most definitely was watching mark suck on her neck. her eyes not leaving his, the girl smirked and grabbed marks face kissing him sloppily.
the team of hockey boys hooted and hollered, causing everyone else to look over at the pair. “all eyes on us.” the kiss grew lustful, luke rolled his eyes and looked away bringing his attention back to the girl in front of him. the hunter girl realized she won, smirking to herself she pulled away licking her lips as she looked at mark. “woah that was just woah.” he whispered, pecking her lips then went back to talking to his friends like nothing happened.
luke looked back at the pair, seeing estapa’s hand resting on the girls thigh, rubbing it slowly as his hands moving up her dress. adelaide locked eyes with the boy, moving the cup to her mouth. “you make everyone disappear and” the faint sound of taylor swift’s so it goes was playing as the couple stared back at each other. seeming as though there was a spotlight on each other, and everyone else just went away.
adelaide blinked, bringing her back to reality, looking away from luke. he looked so fucking good tonight. she had some bad thoughts happening in her head. mark smiled at the girl as she kissed his lips, causing the groups of boys to laugh at them. they weren’t sure if it was the drinks or if something was actually gonna happen between them. el looked back over at luke, who was practically eating the blonde girls face. “cut me into pieces.” the hunters girl gagged looking away from that pair, as luke came back for air he smirked seeing the girl look away upset.
the hughes boy wanted his el to himself. that black dress was made for her. he had his eyes on her the whole night, just watching over her. he hated seeing mark all over her like that. “gold cage, hostage to my feelings.” she was the only thought he ever had. In the corner of his eye, he saw adelaide get up and said the word bathroom to mark, the other boy nodded kissing the girl on the lips. adelaide giggled and headed up the stairs. “i'm gonna go to the bathroom.
i’ll be right back alright?” luke said loudly over the music, to the girl who’s name was lacy. “Yeah, that's fine! i'm gonna go find my friends! meet up later?” she asked, as luke nodded and headed up the stairs. surprisingly, luke had beat el up the stairs. “back against the wall.” as adelaide got to the top, basically falling up the steps. the girl was a little tipsy she thought she was imagining luke against the wall.
god who let him look that good? adelaide thought, giggling herself. she then turned to look at luke and just simply thought of when she was left without him at umich. “trippin’ trip-trippin’ when youre gone.” “hey.” luke said, looking back at the blonde. “bathroom free?” the girl asked, tucking her hair behind her ear. “no. but my friend lives here so i can take you to the guest bedroom and u can use that one?” the boy added, making adelaide nod grabbing lukes hand as he led her to the guest room. “cause we break down a little.”
“but when you get me alone, it’s so simple.” luke opened the guest room door, letting adelaide walk in first. she looked around the room as luke admired her from where he stood. “cause baby, i know what you know.” “that little act out there. that was for me huh?” luke said, getting adelaide to snap her neck to look at him. “we can feel it.” the lust filled tension in that room was ready to break. “what? no. god luke you are so obsessed.” adelaide rolled her eyes, lying to the boys face with a smile on her face. brats have more fun right?
lukes tongue poked his cheek, shaking his head as he made his away over to el. “and all the pieces fall right into place.” taylor blasted through the room, as the pair’s lips were now attached together, el tasted the beer on youngest hughes brothers lips as lu tasted some fruity cocktail mixed drink on the hunter girls lips.
adelaide pulled away smiling at luke seeing his swollen red lips and his lips being smudged with some of her lipstick. “gettin’ caught up in a moment, lipstick on your face.” adelaide licked her lips she was taking mental pictures of luke, knowing its been a while she seen her shade of lipstick on his lips. “what?” luke breathed out, checking the girl out his eyes moving slowly up and down, drinking in her body. “so it goes.”
“I'm yours to keep and I'm yours to lose.” the ex couple was enjoying this quite a bit. they knew behind this closed door, they were each others but once they walked out they weren't. “do you need to go to the bathroom?” luke asked, causing adelaide to smile. “mm not at this moment, no.” she said, moving closer to luke pecking his lips. luke grabbed the girls hips moving her closer to him as she found her way on his lap. “you know i'm not a bad girl, but i do bad things with you.” el moved closer to luke as the two kissed it slowly becoming more heated. “i can feel you love. calm down.” luke chuckled one moving hair out of her face, and the other hand rested on ass slowly rubbing it. “so it goes.”
luke grinned as she looked her up and down, grabbing the girls ass. adelaide moaned, her head going back a little. “god this dress el. it looks so fucking good on you. no wonder it was my favorite.” luke spoke moving closer to the girls lips. “black has always looked good on you.” adelaide blushed hearing his voice get a little raspy. “come here dressed in black now.” adelaide bit her lip looking at luke. the boy was smiling then took a look at her neck. light hickeys were all over her neck, luke scoffed, eyes darkened as he looked at the blonde. “so it goes.” adelaide smirked, realizing he was mad at the hickeys mark left.
“baby. this isn't a very good girl of you yeah? my slut let some other guy suck her neck?” luke said, causing adelaide to look down, “no. eyes up here.” luke barked, causing el to look up quickly. “answer me baby.” he said as she locked eyes with him. “yes- yes sir. i'm not a good girl and i let mark suck on my neck. what are you gonna do about that?” she smirked. luke rolled his eyes as he pushed her off his lap gently. “strip slut.” he spoke, eyeing her up. el got up and slowly started to strip out of her dress. “faster.” she nodded and let her dress fall down to her feet leaving her in her matching lace red thong and bra set. luke drank her body up, licking his lips. “my pretty girl knew she was getting fucked tonight yeah?” he said letting his hands roam on her body.
“yes baby. mark was supposed to.” she smirked knowing that wasn’t true but lukes face scrunched he was pissed. He could never get used to looking at her perfect body. He grew harder in his pants adelaide drooled a little watching his member. “oh really now?” luke spoke, grabbing the girls hips fastly moving her down on the bed. “gonna make you feel better then mark has ever will.” he spoke, kissing the girls lips slowly moving down to her neck. he licked her neck then started sucking on it. “mm” the noise came out of the girl's mouth. luke groaned hearing the noise, he missed hearing that knowing he was the only person who could get her feeling this good.
luke smirked as he moved his one hand to her pussy. feeling a pool of wetness on her panties. “god so wet and pretty. all for me right slut?” adelaide nodded, “words. use em.” luke unhooked his lips from the girls neck to look at her. “all for you pretty boy. this pussy is all yours.” adelaide spoke, licking her lips bringing her hands to tease her nipples through her bra. lu smirked bringing his lips back down to the other side of her neck, sucking on it. his fingers gently brushed her lips, he teased just rubbing her slowly. “fuck pretty boy. stop teasing!!” she whined causing luke to stop his rubbing all together. “sluts get teased, baby. rules are rules.” he smirked as he continued to suck her neck then pushed side her panties. he entered two fingers at once. moving them in and out fastly. “fuck babe.” el moaned not used to the two fingers. luke entered another as she squeezed against them. luke groaned from feeling that and from addie scratching down his back.
“scratches down your back now.” luke smirked at his artwork on the girls neck then brought his attention to the girls breasts. his other hand kept fingering her, the squelching noises were music to both of their ears. luke stripped her of her bra, tossing it beside her. then he kissed the girls lips then brought his mouth to one of her perky breasts, tongue swirling around her nipple causing her to moan. “mm fuck i think im close lu.” addie said as luke left hickeys on both of her breasts. luke smirked, licking his lips, feeling her grinding against his calloused fingers. “im gonna come lu-“ luke pulled his fingers out smirking as he stuffed them in his mouth to taste the girl.
“what the fuck lu?” adelaide whined, “bad girls don't get to come el. i thought you knew that baby.” he replied getting up. “you’re leaving??” adelaide sat up, “sorry baby you were bad tonight. if you want to continue; be a good girl for the rest of the night and we can see what will happen okay?” he replied smirking and then was walking out the door. “so it goes”
adelaide sat up and got back into her bra. she went to the bathroom, once she finished she saw herself in the mirror. “you did a number on me baby, but whos counting?” her neck hickeys were more prominent than before, and she noticed she had some hickeys where her boobs sat. “damn it hughes. left me this and couldn’t even let me finish what the fuck.” el spoke under her breath as she got back into her dress headed back downstairs. “i did a number on you baby, whos counting?” is what was heard when luke got downstairs he smirked to himself replaying that moment with adelaide in his head.
luke saw adelaide leaving the kitchen with a fresh drink in her hand as she made her way back over to mark. luke rolled his eyes then went to go find ladie? saide? thats just variations of adelaide what the fuck. “lacy!” luke spoke seeing the girl standing in front of him. his eyes were still on els. “oh shit i didnt realize i did all that to you addie. im so sorry” mark spoke, talking about the girls darkened hickeys. adelaide's face flushed, “its okay mar, things happen.” she giggled kissing the boys face. “you did a number on me baby, whos counting?” ade’s eye contact with luke who smirked at her almost causing her to spit her drink out. they both knew what truly went down but she was gonna let mark thing this was his whole work.
the pair shared longing and wanting stares with each other for the rest of the night. they wouldn’t be able to keep their hands off each other once they finally get to each other at home.
and all the pieces fall (pieces fall) right into place gettin caught up in a moment (caught up, caught up), lipstick on your face so it goes im yours to keep (oh) and im yours to lose (baby) you know im not a bad girl, but I (I do) do bad things with you so it goes.
#luke hughes#adelaide hunter#luke x adelaide#i miss you im sorry fanfic#luke hughes smut#hockey smut#nhl smut#umich smut#joss writes
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CRUEL SUMMER — LUKE HUGHES
↳ In which Luke Hughes and YN Lambert swore they hated each other’s guts until summer of ‘22 where they were forced to spend it together at the Hughes lake house.
⠀⠀⠀˚⠀⠀*✧⠀ visual board ;
⠀⠀⠀˚⠀⠀🎧 ✧⠀ characters ;
LUKE HUGHES AS HIMSELF
“I have to spend the summer with YN? You’re kidding right?”
MADELYN CLINE AS Y/N LAMBERT
“Luke would be cute if he didn’t have a stick up his ass all the time.”
OLIVIA RODRIGO AS HALLIE OVERHALL
“I’m just here for the lakehouse”
LOUIS PARTRIDGE AS BLAKE ABRAMS
“I might’ve hit myself with a hockey stick earlier…”
QUINN HUGHES AS HIMSELF
JACK HUGHES AS HIMSELF
DISCLAIMER; yn’s face claim is only used for insta aus in the future of this series! yn is still one hundred percent the reader,, i just used madelyn as a face claim for visual purposes. thank u
#cruel summer ; LUKE! 🤿🍻#luke hughes#luke hughes x y/n#luke hughes imagine#luke hughes x reader#luke hughes fic#luke hughes blurb#luke hughes imagines#nhl x y/n#nhl imagine#nhl x you#nhl writing#nhl fic#nhl smut#nhl x reader#umich fic#umich x reader#umich boys#umich smut#umich blurbs#umich hockey
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20, 23 & 19 smut with luke hughes?
Smut: 20. “You are going to be sore tomorrow”, 23. “Were you just watching porn?” & 19. “Are you thinking about me” w/ Luke Hughes
You're Early
I was getting so bored waiting for Luke to get home from his practice tonight. Looking over at the clock, it reads 6:45 which means Luke probably wont be here for another hour since his practice doesn't end until 7.
My roommates aren't home it's just me, home alone. I scroll through Instagram to find the hottest picture of Luke I've ever seen of him, and that speaks volumes about how hot this picture is. I bite my lip feeling myself get turned on.
I slide out of my pants before getting back on the bed before I click out of the app and to pictures of Luke on my phone. I swipe through stopping on the pictures of him that turn me on most as I begin to rub circles around my clit. "Fuck" I moan out.
Reaching down a little further, I then slide two fingers inside of me and pump them in and out. I slide to the next picture on my phone then begin to curl my fingers inside of me. I continue curling my fingers, but they just aren't long enough. I try imagining Luke's fingers and that works, "Oh Luke" I moan out again, but the thought of him curling his fingers inside of me is too much for my fingers to compete with.
I give up with my fingers and take advantage of being home alone, reaching over to my nightstand, I grab my vibrator. I didn't have to try to muffle the noise, which I hope would make me climax faster.
I slide through until the next picture I found of Luke on my phone, that actually happened to be a video. I turn my vibrator on and press it to my clit making me moan out immediately as I watch a video Luke took of himself one road trip for me. Not even paying attention to the video, I through my head back as I turn the setting up a little faster and beginning to rub the toy in circles. "Fuck! Luke!" I moan loudly imagining his mouth sucking my clit.
All of a sudden, I feel my vibrator press harder against my clit in one spot, making me open my eyes to see Luke smirking at me. "Are you thinking about me?" he asks. I bite my lip and nod before my legs begin to shake. "You want some help?" he says using his free hand to rub over my folds.
"Y-yes" I moan out and Luke shuts the vibrator off before throwing it of the floor making me whimper. The silence of the room allows the the sound from my phone to take over the room. The sound of his balls smashing against him as he jerks off in a hotel bathroom made me quickly grab the phone
"Were you just watching porn?" Luke smirks taking my phone from me to see himself, he blushes slightly before speaking up again, "You're a dirty girl"
Luke then stands pulling his pants down letting his cock fling out. He strokes himself while watching me pull my top off over my head. He quickly takes his shirt off before going back to stroking his cock. I turn myself on the bed laying back and bending my knees then rub circles around my clit.
"I thought you were going to help me Lukey" I say with a teasing pout.
Luke lets go of his cock and places himself on the bed in front of my pussy. He licks up and down as I pull my hands away, grabbing the sheets beside me as his tongue enters my pussy, "OoooOooh!" I moan out as he suck hard on my pussy as he is pulling his tongue away.
He goes back in sucking my clit hard then trailing his lips down to my pussy once more as a hand finds my clit. He begins to rub fast and his tongue explores inside of me. I begin feeling overstimulated, beginning to feel a knot in my stomach, "Luke! Luke!" I whimper loud. "I'm-" I start and Luke moves up and sits beside me as he continues rubbing my clit fast, "Luke! I-I'M CUMMING!" I whimper loudly as my overstimulation makes me squirt all over both our laps.
"Haven't even fucked you yet" he says standing up, grabbing my thighs from under and sliding me to the edge of the bed. I continue breathing heavily and Luke smirks down at me and he reaches down to slide his fingers upwards across my slit, "You are going to be sore tomorrow" he says pushing my legs apart then leaning in to kiss me.
I bite his bottom lip to keep him close and say, "promise?"
Luke smirks shaking his head as he leans back upwards stroking his cock. He positions himself and slides in without warning. He locks his arms around my legs so he can thrust himself harder into me. He pumps in and out and I moan out loudly, "say my name!" he says as he continues to fuck me hard.
"L-Luke!" I moan
"Fuck you're so wet" he says as the sound of my wet pussy being fucked hard by his cock fills the room. "You're so hot babe" he moans
He continues thrusting as I moan out loudly before pulling out. "Turn" he instructs and I turn so I am now on my hands and knees. He wastes no time pounding himself inside of me as he grabs my hips pulling me towards him every thrust added momentum.
"Luke!" I moan as I take in his painful pleasure
"You feel so good" Luke moans out and I try clenching around him, "oh fuck!" he moans out again.
My moans fills the house as I feel him slap my ass, getting sloppier. I knew he was about to cum he didn't have to tell me, "Fuck Luke fill me up with your cum!" I say and I feel him grip even harder as he twitches inside of me. He grunts as his liquid shoots inside of my pussy then he releases himself.
I turn so I am now laying on my back as he lays down beside me. We both turn our heads and look at each other then giggle.
"So you kept the video you mischievous girl" he says making me chuckle
"I wouldn't have been caught if you weren't so early either"
"Practice was earlier today, and I'm glad because I glad I walked in here when I did"
#luke hughes#luke hughes smut#luke hughes imagine#umich hockey smut#umich hockey imagine#umich hockey#umich imagine#umich blurbs#umich smut#nhl smut#hockey imagines
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Surprise - Adam Fantilli
We're Having a Baby
warnings : 18+, teen pregnancy, cursing, smut
Adam was the most supportive boy you had ever met even in his busiest or stressful times. But what would he think about this, what would he say, how would he react? These thoughts raced through your head as you sat in Adam and your ensuite bathroom. Looking between the tests in your hand and the symptoms you had jotted down in your notes app, you knew this wasn’t a false positive.
3 weeks earlier
Feeling Adam wrap his arms around you after winning the Hobey Baker Award, you feel more in love. Adam had always said he would be with you no matter where his life took him or what it took to be with you. These past few months really proved that, and seeing his emotions come out as he looked through the crowd giving his speech, you knew you wouldn’t want it any other way.
The night was magical, surrounded by all of your friends that had become family. You hadn’t left Adam’s side and he hadn’t left yours. As the night slowed and people began to disperse, Adam and you were left outside with only your closest of friends around a fire. Sitting on Adam’s lap he rubbed his hand up and down your thigh as you leaned your head closer and closer into his neck. Picking your head up you whispered into his ear “can’t we go inside yet, y’know celebrate your big day?” As he blushed from your words he moved his hands to your waist signaling for you to stand up. Rising from your seat you both said your goodnights and walked inside.
As Adam shut your bedroom door behind him, he looked you up and down. Rolling his eyes as you walked to his dresser to get a big t-shirt he spoke, “God, y/n, I just want to get that dress off of you already.” Walking back to him, you slowly pull one of the straps down over your shoulders whispering to him, “I've been waiting to get all of this off of you all day.” Pulling you in at the hips Adam pushed his lips into yours, placing his hands on your ass. As the kiss became more heated, you wrapped your arms around his neck. Pulling away you lifted his shirt off over his head, throwing it behind you. Sighing, he picked you up at your ass and walked you to your bed. Throwing you back, he climbed on top of you, pulling your dress down.
Undoing his belt, you kissed his lips faster and faster, urging the night to continue. As you pulled his pants off, he unclasped your bra, taking one of your breasts into his hands. You pulled him down closer into you, begging him for more. As he pulled your panties down, you pulled his boxers, off fully feeling his hardness. Moans and uncontrollable breaths left both of your lips as he slipped into you effortlessly. Running his hands up and down your sides, he found a comfortable position on your hips. Pulling at the hairs at the nape of his neck, you moaned breathlessly, “Adam, please, please don’t stop.” Your begging pushed him closer to his high. Letting out breathless words, he reminded you, “Only for you, y/n.” With that, he thrusted into you harder and your hands moved to grip the sheets. Approaching your high, you looked up to Adam; “ba- bbbe, oh my, oh my God, I’m gonna cum, Aadaam please.” Dropping closer into you, Adam hit his high at the same time, “Oh my God, y/n, you’re fucking amazing.”
Pulling out of you, he rolled over and pulled you into him. Breathing him in, you reminded him how much you loved him; “Ads, you're my most favorite wolverine. You make me so proud watching you live your dream.” Planting a kiss to your forehead, he spoke gently, “You’re my dream, and one day, I'll make you my wife.”
Current Day
After remembering that day, you knew what happened. Adam couldn’t wait to get you out of your dress and you couldn’t wait to get Adam out of his–well–everything. You both were so ready to feel each other that you couldn’t wait to use protection. That wasn’t the first time that had happened, but it was the first time Adam hadn’t pulled out in time. You both wanted a family with each other, but, right now with Adam’s career just taking off?
Pulling yourself together, you walked out into the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water. Sitting down on the couch, you mindlessly scrolled through your phone, waiting for Adam to get home. He had gone out with a few of the guys, but that was almost 3 hours ago. As your nerves took over, you sent Adam a text:
to - adam🤍🏒
hey babe when are you gonna be back i need to talk to you
to - y/n😍
hey lovie girl everything ok? be back in like 10
to - adam🤍🏒
ehh its ok just need to talk
to - y/n😍
ok?? literally around the corner
Hearing the door close, you look up from your phone to see Adam. Your nerves immediately take over, and you jump from your spot on the couch and rush towards Adam. Before he could get a word out or even take his shoes off, you began crying. Without hesitation, Adam pulled you into his arms, questioning, “Lovie, hey hey, look baby what's wrong?” Pushing yourself closer into his chest, you let out a sob, “Adam…I–” you weren’t able to get out the sentence as your tears flowed. Adam ran his hands through your hair as he stood, holding you helplessly. Moving his hands from your hair to your face, he pulled you to look at him, “Come here, lay on the couch with me; you’re okay, it's okay, I’m right here, baby.”
As you settled on the couch, laying on Adam’s chest, your breathing evened out, and your tears became more controllable. Cupping your cheek, he moved his thumb to wipe away the few tears still falling. Turning your head, you looked up at Adam, giving him a light smile. Returning the smile, he questioned, “y/n what happened? What was all that? Are you sure everything is okay?” Sitting up next to him, you looked away, towards your room. “Adam, I don’t know.” Looking back at him, he sat up with a questioning look. Looking him in the eye, you began to tear up again, “Adam, remember the night you won the Hobey Baker?” Furrowing his eyebrows, he nodded his head, “Of course I remember that night. How could I even begin to forget?” Yous hook your head, “No, Ads, like that night. When we had sex.” He nodded again, “y/n I remember it all; I would not forget that.”
Sniffling, you blinked back tears. You grabbed his hands and stepped off the couch. Without question, he followed you back towards your bedroom. Walking into your bedroom, you dropped Adam’s hand and turned to look at him, finally letting your tears fall again. As you walked back into the bathroom, Adam stood in his place, waiting for you to come back. As you came back, he reached for you, worried, but you pulled away. Wiping off tears, you began, “Adam, I love you more than anything in this world, and I don’t ever want to be without you.” Stopping you, Adam spoke, “y/n I love you, too, baby, and I promise you’re never going to be without me.” As he reached his hand out for yours, you spoke again, “Adam, please let me finish.” Nodding his head, you went on, “that night, we didn’t use protection and you - you didn’t pull out.” Taking the test out of your pocket, you handed them to him, “Adam, I’m pregnant, and I don’t know what to do. Your career is just about to start, and we’re only 19; there’s no way we can do this.” Tears began to fall faster from your eyes, and Adam’s eyes began to water. “Adam, I love you, and I don’t want to lose you, but we are so young, and you have your entire career ahead of you, and I…” You let out a sob, and Adam pulled you into a hug. Keeping you close to his chest, Adam spoke, “y/n I could never not love you, and I would put the entire world on hold for you. And, hey, who cares if we are young? It’s our life, not their’s.”
Looking up into his eyes, you smiled softly, “Adam, you’re my person, there’s no one else.” Placing a soft kiss to your forehead, Adam pulled you in closer, “How the hell am I going to be a dad? How are we going to tell the world, my brother, fuck my parents?” Pulling away to look at him, you laugh, “Babe how the fuck am I supposed to know? We’ll be good, though, because we have each other.”
#university of michigan#michigan wolverines#adam fantilli#adam fantilli x reader#umich wolverines#umich hockey#umich smut#umich blurbs#umich boys
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Three’s the Crowd | Nick Moldenhauer & Luca Fantilli
summary: at a team party two boys get the chance to have you, but what happens when you want them both?
request: yes/no
warnings: sexual themes, p in v, oral (m and fem receiving!), mild degradation, threesome, swearing.
word count: 5.02k
authors note: the Nick and Luca threesome is finally here and I’m embarrassed to admit how long it took me… @fantillisdaylight thank you for trusting me with this idea and I hope I have done it justice! this one gets hot people, that was the aim so let’s all hope I did it!
You had always been someone Luca kept in his mind.
Becoming best friends with Adam when the boys signed to the Chicago Steel was probably one of the best things that had ever happened to you. He was the reason the University of Michigan went from third on your list of potentials to first. The Fantilli boy quickly became your person as he knew you like the back of his hand.
That’s why you ended up a little lost when he made the jump from college to the NHL. The man who kept you sane was no longer there and that what made you sink into the crowd as you needed a new sense of direction. So when Nick showed up it felt like your calls had all been answered with one swift movement.
Luca grew envious by how quickly you rekindled your friendship with the Moldenhauer boy who everyone swore had a crush on you. The thoughts were things that you had heard and anyone would have lied if they said they didn’t enjoy hearing how guys felt about them. But a level of greed seemed to seep into your mind as you turned into a glutton, taking the boys flirting yet still wanting more from other guys.
You thought you were slick as you would have multiple guys in your phone as you basked in the attention, but you had your favourite’s. Your main rule was that you never had these boys in your room, you could flirt but nothing was allowed to cross any lines as you were having fun.
Yet by the time the cold and icy air that January brought, so came a level of frustration that not even watching snow fall outside your window could cure. You were sexually frustrated and after weeks of contemplating and having to accept that your vibrator wasn’t strong enough to cure it. With the help of your friends you came up with the idea that would make you irresistible and if you were lucky more than one guy would end up in your trap.
Just as you hoped from the moment you walked into that party heads turned to watch you. Your black skirt was tight around your ass and your white cropped polo was barely keeping your bra hidden. Luca and Nick each stared at you from where they stood and you did little to hide your smirk “hey boys.” You stopped in front of them as you smiled.
You swore the boys had to be stupid to not see the way you had both of them in your hands “come here with anyone tonight?” Luca asked as he scanned the path behind you only to see a few of your friends from your dorm building walking on together “couldn’t I come see my favorite host alone?” You teased as the sophomore hockey players were hosting tonight after a run of big wins came from the team “you know I won’t turn down seeing you sweets.” The boy had given you the nickname years ago yet somehow it still brought a blush to your cheeks after all this time.
Nick resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he watched the sight before his eyes “you want a drink?” The question slipped from his lips reminding the sophomores that he was there “only if you’ll have one too.” The wink you sent him made any and all jealousy that he had practically vanish from his mind.
He let his hand lock into yours as he pulled you towards the kitchen. A smirk formed on Nicks lips as he could feel the glare that Luca sent him “happy to see you tonight princess.” Nick mumbled sending shivers down your spine.
Luca let a scowl form on his face as bile built up in his throat, if Nick wanted you to play this game then he was going to have a worthy opponent in Luca.
The party continued on and now with a slight buzz and a beer soaked shirt from when Gavin bumped into you. The bathroom seemed to call your name as you pressed your hand against the wall keeping you upright “you enjoying making a mess sweets?” Luca teased turning his attention from the blonde girl who had been up against the wall next to him.
You shook your head as you groaned “Gav did.” His face hardened as he left the girl irritated “gotta help my girl.” Luca shrugged as he sent you a smile.
His hand pressed to the small of your back ignoring her complaints as he ushered you into the bathroom “didn’t need you to come with me.” You mumbled as the door shut behind you “missed you tonight sweets.” Luca smiled as he watched you strip out of your white revealing your sticky pink bra.
He’d be lying if he said that as he watched you pat down your sticky skin, Luca felt his cock throb as his eyes trailed down to your skirt that seemed even shorter “clearly you did.” You scoffed as you shook your head think back to the girl who was next to him not even a few minutes ago.
A laugh left his lips as you furrowed your eyebrows “you jealous?” Sure she was a pretty little blonde, and sure she was exactly his type but she wasn’t you. And for Luca that mattered the most “please you think I care about what you do with some-” you were cut off as his lips hit yours.
His hand reached up as it tugged in your hair “lu.” You moaned leaving your mouth open as it gave him a chance to slide his tongue into your mouth “mhm.” He groaned pushing you against the sink as you sat up on the counter.
He pulled away giving him the chance to see your swollen lips as you looked up at him “some what?” Luca smirked as you sent him a glare “you gonna let me have you pretty girl?” He asked dropping his head to your neck as he began to nip at your skin taking in the taste of the beer.
A whimper left your lips as you pressed your thighs together “you have me Lu.” You nodded as the pool within your panties became far too much for you to handle “fuck who knew I needed to kiss you to get you like this?” The hockey player teased dropping his hand between your legs letting his fingers dance against your thighs.
He watched in awe as you bit your lower lip “fucking do it before I find someone else.” The warning made his eyes go sharp “like who?” Luca didn’t want for your response as he began fiddling with your panties “Nick.” A penny dropped in his mind as Luca ripped the fabric that covered your cunt like it was nothing “Luca!”
Your groan echoed off of the walls as the boy laughed “c’mon you know I’ll get you another pair if that’s what you were worried about sweets.” Luca clicked his tongue as he finally pressed his fingers against your cunt.
You shuddered at his touch feeling himself drive his fingers up and down your slit “you’re fucking soaked.” He gasped into your ear before he went to suck at your ear lobe “please.” You whimpered pushing your hips closer to him.
Luca rolled his eyes as he began letting his lips nip at your skin. Your eyes screwed shut as you were lulled by his actions. His lips moved down your chest as he kissed between the valley of your breasts “just fucking do something god.” You grumbled as you were ready to unclip your bra for him to speed it up.
The boy shook his head as be smiled “you gonna let me taste you before you start acting like a brat?” Luca quipped back making you nod your head repeatedly as though he couldn’t see you.
He didn’t take long as he dropped to his knees hooking his hands under your legs pulling you closer to the edge of the sink “such a pretty pussy.” The hockey players mumbled kissing up your thighs as he made sure to not miss a spot “god please.” You begged feeling his breath against your cunt.
Time seemed to stop as your body almost double downed in pleasure when his tongue lay flat on your slit “that’s how I got to shut you up?” Luca clicked his tongue as he let out a chuckle. The boy squeezed your legs as he moaned at the mere tug of your hand through his hair.
His tongue focused on your clit like you were his last meal “right there.” You mumbled rolling your hips against him. As his cock now hurt in his boxers Luca didn’t even care about it as he watched you have that fucked out look on your face.
In fact he was so focused on you that he didn’t notice the door opening “oh.” Nick looked at the sight with wide eyes and as he spoke it made you use the little energy you had left to look at him “fucking shut the door!” Luca groaned replacing his tongue with his thumb on your clit.
Nick was quickly brought back to wart as he was reminded of the fact that there was a party literally on the other side of the wall “c’mere Nick.” You cooed curling your finger in your direction as you looked at him “we won’t bite.” You added letting your lips form a loose smile.
He nodded finally shutting the door making the effort to lock the door “this what you wanted baby?” Luca teased pulling his head back to your cunt where he went back to his meal “wanted to both.” You confessed making Nick smile as he finally walked over to you.
You watched Nick as he cupped your jaw “want to kiss you.” You mewled as Nick finally listened to you. His lips were rough against yours as you melted at his touch.
Luca couldn’t help it as he pinched your hip reminding you that he was still there “fuck!” You groaned pushing your head against the mirror “enjoying this baby?” Luca teased bringing you back to the image of him between your thighs.
Nick continued to kiss down your neck as he sucked at your sensitive skin “so much.” You whimpered as the boy reached behind your back with one hand to unclasp your bra. Both boys looked in awe as your breasts were freed from their constraints as your bra was thrown to the floor “you been hiding these from us?” Nick let out a grunt as he rolled your nipple between his fingers.
The room grew hot as you had one nipping at your breast and the other between your legs “you see how fucking needy she is for us?” Luca’s rough voice had you shivering as your thighs squeezed his head “can’t wait to see what she’s like around a cock.” Nicks vulgar words made Luca laugh as he kissed your cunt.
His tongue lashed against you and with each swipe your strength wavered “more?” You whimpered now infatuated with the idea of both boys sending you over the edge as their cocks stuffed your cunt and your mouth. Nick seemed to be on the same wavelength as you as he nodded “go make a mess on his tongue pretty girl and then I’ll let you get a taste okay?” The freshman watched in awe as your hair began to stick to the back of your neck from swear as your body shook almost overwhelmed from the pleasure you felt “Lu I’m gonna come.” You announced and you swore it only made him increase the pace of his tongue.
Feelings overwhelmed you as your mouth fell open yet it seemed that not a single sound left your lips as your eyes rolled back “fuck she’s a needy little thing huh?” Nick laughed as he kept his hands on your shoulders forcing your body to stay still as you came “fuck off!” You groaned making him scoff “gonna make you wish you didn’t say that.” Luca was too focused still lapping up the taste of your release to even notice that Nick had his hand pressed against the shell of your ear as he whispered.
As you tugged on Luca’s hair once more he finally pulled away as he was reminded of the fact that he wanted at least one more orgasm out of you. A smirk laced his facial expressions as his chin glistened from your juices that had made a mess on his face “you’ve got such a sweet fucking cunt.” Luca announced as he ran his fingers through your folds separating them in the process “look at how soaked she is.” Nick swore he had gone to heaven when he got the chance to look at you.
A look of almost shame found itself on your face “all for us isn’t it baby?” The freshman spoke in a hushed tone that had you just about ready to roll over and turn into a puddle “I need your cocks.” You groaned as the sudden feeling of Lucas fingers teasing your hole and Nick’s thumb on your cunt growing too overstimulating for you.
That was all it seemed to take from you to have Nick helping you off of the sink as you stood up straight “who do you want first?” Luca palmed his boner through his pants “want him in my mouth.” Your eyes locked with Nick as the image of Luca between your legs became just as strong.
The movements were quick, like in the blink of an eye and you were between both boys with Nicks hands around your neck and Luca’s one pinching into your hip “god you don’t know how much I’ve wanted this.” Luca felt like he forgot to breathe as he guided his cock to your clit spreading his precum over the sensitive nub as he teased your slit.
Your mouth far too occupied to complain though as Nick had his lips against yours. If this was any other moment Luca could have possibly found it in his heart to see the boys joy in the fact that Nick was finally getting with the girl of his dreams. But as you paid little attention to Luca it made him grow jealous, so with that he didn’t hesitate to slam his hips against yours as he gave you little time to adjust to how your walls swallowed his cock “fuck!” You moaned almost watching your legs give out as surprise mixed with amusement and you began to feel your mind go numb.
You let your hand brush down Nicks torso as it slid beneath the drawstring of his shorts “you want me that bad princess?” It took everything from Nick to not pass out in that very moment as he watched your eyes go full as your breasts bounced each time Luca bottomed you out.
It seemed that Nick was no longer going to try to have you in his tough guy act as he instead gave you what he wanted pulling his boner from his boxers as he let it hit his pubic bone “bro you should have gotten this pussy.” Luca groaned as he slapped your ass.
As your mouth fell open Nick took the opportunity to slide his cock into it “there you go pretty girl.” The freshman cooed as he clutched his fingers into your hair as it made you moan out in pleasure “think this is what she wanted all along?” Luca asked as the squelching sounds of your cunt that mixed with the sounds of your gags were like music to his ears.
You couldn’t help but let your cunt clench around him as your walls squeezed his length as you attempted to look up at Nick “looks like you fucking love being our little slut don’t ya?” When you didn’t answer him his hand tugged at your roots unintentionally making you open your mouth wider “hmm.” Your voice came with an inaudible moan that sent vibrations through Nicks body.
Luca let out a grunt as you hadn’t let up on the squeeze around his cock “fuck sweets if you don’t loosen yourself I’m not gonna last.” The warning made you whimper as you swirled your tongue around Nicks cock forcing your back to arch as you tried to take most of his cock forcing yourself to breathe through your nose.
This new angle also meant that Luca was hitting a further spot within you and with that came even more pleasure for all three of you as your throat loosened as the strain on your neck softened “think she deserves her second?” Nick had pushed his fingers to the base of your scalp forming a makeshift ponytail to get better control of his thrusts as he fucked your face.
The Fantilli boy shook his head as he heard you moan at the offer “no I think little sweets here should make you come first.” His words came with his hand on your clit like a bit of encouragement to get you to make him last longer than his younger teammate.
Your eyes were close to rolling back into your head as you gasped swirling your tongue around Nick’s cock like your life depended on it “don’t stop pretty girl.” The coo had your legs shaking as you were left certain that without Luca hand gripping at your hip you would have had your face in the floor “I’m gonna come fuck!” Nick let out a groan as he let his cock slide out from your mouth before his hand replaced where your tongue was “open those pretty little lips f’me.” As his hand began to jerk himself of Nick finally hit his release.
He watched in awe as the warm sticky ropes of his release shot from his aching cock and began to paint your lower face and even found as far as to land on your collar bones only making you moan louder as you felt it. Luca kept his hand locked in your hair as he kept your face from dropping “you close sweets?” The boys wanton expression made you mewl as his other hand stayed pressed against your stomach forcing you to feel how deep his cock went in your cunt.
A flurry of incoherent words flew from your lips as you nodded “so big.” Was the only thing that either of them could understand “is that a yes princess?” Nick let out a grunt as he found his lips hovering over yours as he took the moment to see the mess he had made on your skin “please.” The relentless pounding of Luca’s cock had your legs shaking as your ears rang.
The boys laughter taunted you “know you can beg better than that you.” Nick clicked his tongue as he pecked your lips watching your eyes flutter “want to make a mess for you please.” You whimpered feeling your cunt throb around his teammates cock “let yourself go then pretty girl.” As Luca huffed the words out wondering how much longer he could last within the bounds of your heavenly cunt.
You didn’t need to be told twice as Nick let your lips go as your moans echoed off of the walls as Luca’s orgasm was brought on by yours “right there sweets.” The sophomore grunted as his cock coated your walls fucking you through your orgasm.
Your chest heaved as you came down from it still feeling your core full as his thumb drew faint circles on your clit “enough.” You squirmed feeling a level of sensitivity build up between your legs once more “since you asked so nicely sweets.” Luca teased sliding his cock out of you letting you fall into Nicks arms.
The younger boy placed a kiss to your head as he smiled “Luca you in there!” Rutger groaned as he knocked on the door reminding the three of you that the party was still coming on downstairs.
Luca couldn’t help but groan as he watched Nick smirk “yeah.” Luca raked his fingers through his hair “we’re downstairs playing beer pong so hurry up!” the blondes words made a smile form on your face as you laughed “maybe leave the girl in there though.” He trailed off making your eyes go wide as you were reminded of the fact that they could hear you.
The Fantilli boy sighed as he pecked your lips reaching down for his shorts that were on the floor “stay with me?” You croaked out throat still raw as you looked at Nick.
He nodded as he lifted you back onto the sink as you both watched the older boy leave before Nick locked the door again “how are you feeling pretty girl?” The words made you smile as a giddy feeling built in your chest “this your version of after talk?” You let out a laugh as you watched him walk over to you.
The way his eyes stared at you made you feel so exposed, even as you were naked “liked making a mess on you.” He confessed as he brushed his fingers over your collarbone when he smiled.
Your hand was as placed over his as you nodded “it doesn’t have to end there Nick.” Your proposal made his ears perk up in surprise “what do you mean?” He mumbled as you cupped his face letting your hands squeeze his cheeks.
His eyes intently stared at yours as he waited for your answer “just that I wanna spend just a little more time with ya Nicky.” You cooed letting your lips hover over his “don’t know if I can do it.” His confession made you frown as he feared he had done the wrong thing “you trust me to walk you through it?” Your strong demeanour was replaced by this soft one.
A smile sat strong on his face as he nodded “have me just how you want me tonight.” Nick mumbled as you were fully in control of him. He was surprised as he watched you tug at his shirt “then it’s not fair that I’m the only one who is naked.” There was a hint of amusement in your words as you helped him get rid of his shirt and his shorts.
Just like before Nick was attractive to you as you couldn’t help but smile “you’re such a pretty boy.” You cooed letting your saliva drop to his cock as you began to run your hand up his length as you pumped his cock in an attempt to get him hard again “just for you.” Nick groaned as you kissed his lips reminding him of the fact that he was now the centre of your attention.
It took a few more pumps of your hand for him to grow hard again and you did a few more just to tease him “I’m not gonna last if you keep doing that.” He gasped letting his teeth sink into your shoulder as his cock began to throb in your hand as the precum oozed from his tip “watch this f’me pretty boy.” You ordered feeling a sense of power over the boy as he nodded practically lapping up your demands like they were nothing.
You drove the swollen head over your clit making you both shudder in the process “please.” Nick whined desperate to have more of you “since you asked so nicely.” You teased sliding his cock down your slit before you let it slowly slide into your cunt.
The air around you both grew warm as you both watched how your soaked pussy swallowed his cock like it was nothing “fuck!” You gaped biting down on your lip as you saw his pubic bone hit your clit as your legs went up on either side of him to accommodate him.
A smile formed on his face as he let out a little laugh “you good princess?” He asked as he let his hands setting on your hips “think I should be asking you that.” You quipped back finally losing your strong expression as he pinched the flesh of your ass.
It made him roll his eyes as he began slowly pulling his hips away from you before he brought them back “you can go harder pretty boy.” You mumbled wrapping your arms around his neck.
The thought was hot in your brain as you realised that Nick was fucking you with Luca’s come as his lube since it still coated your cunt “you still so needy after all that?” Nick let out a dry laugh as he began to taunt you “f’you.” You swore your brain was being rewired as it only made his confidence grow.
Nick began to pick up his pace as he nipped at your throat “was waiting to get you like this.” The freshman revealed as his voice was a low rasp “had to watch you be his girl.” He grumbled making his efforts stronger as it caused your breasts to bounce with each thrust.
A low moan left your lips “wanted to have you be all mine but you just had to be a little slut and want us both huh?” Part of you was surprised at how vocal he was “wanted to be your girl too.” You mewled bringing your hand between you two as you began to rub at your clit still feeling sensitive from your first two orgasms.
The sound of your squelching cunt echoed off of the walls “you get to show me that now.” Nick had been jealous the entire night having to fight Luca for every bit of your attention and he had now grown tired of it.
His cock pulsed in your core as his hands kept you planted on the counter “you’re so big.” You whined locking your legs on Nicks hips “should have let you fuck me in Chicago.” He tensed at the mention of your home city but as it made you moan he thought he was unnoticed.
Nick grew tired of kissing your neck as he swatted your hand away from your clit as he replaced it with his own “you don’t know how long I have been thinking about this pretty little cunt of yours.” You clenched around him as you heard his words “but I think you already knew how good you are.” He scoffed pinching your skin as he knew how the other guys were around you.
You were keeping your eyes screwed shut as you felt your stomach tighten “I’m gonna-“ the words couldn’t leave your lips before Nick cut you off “fucking hold it.” The hockey player growled having other things in mind for you.
A whimper was stuck in your throat “you wanted to come then you have to fucking beg.” Nick spat as his free hand was pressed up against the mirror behind you.
If this was any other moment you would have put up a fight but as your cunt was clenched and your body was close to losing it “I just want to be your little slut Nick.” You announced pressing your head against the glass behind you “make a mess on your cock and make you feel so fucking good.” Your promise made him smirk as he kissed your lips letting his teeth nip at your lower lip “make that mess.”
It was as though the heavens opened as you swore you heard the sounds of prayer bells playing in your ears “don’t fucking stop please.” You begged using the little strength that you had left to writhe your hips against him “come in me.” The words left your lips washing away any nerves that the boy might have had.
The room felt warm as your eyes fluttered “shit shit shit!” You chanted as you came clenching his cock as you spurred in his orgasm “right there!” Nick gritted as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm.
As he finally slowed down Nick watched your chest heave “you okay pretty girl?” His voice was soft as he kissed your cheek letting his cock slide out of your cunt “I’m good.” You mumbled as you nodded.
It was sweet as Nick smiled “you want a moment up here or you ready to go down?” He asked as he reached down for your panties “let’s go.” You felt your heart grow full at the gesture and you were going to be excited to learn that his levels of aftercare would only grow to improve from that night onwards.
You had felt weird the last few weeks. Sure the memory of that night was on replay in your mind as you started seeing the boys more frequently, both together and alone. So like any normal and responsible young adult you googled your symptoms and found three different things you could have been going through. One was something that you were about thirty years too young to be experiencing, the second was one you hoped it wasn’t. And the third was one you could have proven wrong with the simple action of peeing on a stick.
Truly you thought it was going to be nothing. Which is why you didn’t mind waiting for those three minutes to run right by. Of course though luck was never meant to truly be on your side as this was college and what better way to add stress to your life than a baby. But it didn’t end there, you didn’t even know who the father was because you had been sleeping with two guys who were also best friends.
So as the two thick lines stared back at you as though it was trying to mock you, you couldn’t help but groan “fuck!” As you slammed the test on the ground hoping that it would erase your current reality.
That wasn’t going to work though as this baby wasn’t going anywhere and you had somethings you needed to figure out, starting with whose goddamn baby, were you carrying?
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this is me trying L. Fantilli
Luca Fantilli x fem!reader
synopsis - You just want Luca to know that you're trying.
wc - 2.5k
contains - cursing, academic burnout (self reflection...), crying, not feeling good enough, reader has an older brother, um suggestiveness??? (reader makes one joke), that's it! LMK!
an - im so sorry i kept you guys waiting... but happy thanksgiving, forgive me im so thankful for you guys. this was a bit more self indulgent than my other fics... THIS WAS SO LATE BECAUSE i wrote 2000+ words then they didn't save and so i literally cried over it and couldn't write for the rest literal week whenever i came back to it i was upset, like i was that sad guys. and i really don't love this because it just isn't as perfect as the first one i wrote was. anyways hope you love this!
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i've been having a hard time adjusting. i had the shiniest wheels, now they're rusting.
You were sick. Not like physical illness, go to the doctor and get medicine sick. You were sick of waking up every day, going to the same classes, eating the same food, coming home, sitting alone in your dorm, then falling asleep and doing it over again. But you couldn't afford to do anything else at the same time. If you wanted to get the grades you needed to pass your current classes, you were going to have to work your ass off.
You were always considered gifted. You took advanced classes all of high school, attending college-level courses in your junior year. Even in your freshman year at Umich, you passed with flying colors, but now, now it was different. You don't know why classes were so much harder now, and it was especially hard because everything had always been so easy.
Even with all of this, you had Luca. Luca had been your boyfriend since October of freshman year. He'd always stood by your side no matter what, but now it felt different. He'd never seen you like this, struggling so much with things you were known for being good at. You remember him telling you how proud he was when you had gotten a 98% on one of your final exams last year, you were worried he wouldn't be proud anymore.
As a child, you were conditioned into thinking that better grades meant better treatment from your parents. Your brother had been a star student always until he'd slacked off senior year and ended up going to a college he was way too smart for. When that happened, your parents decided you wouldn't be like your brother. You would go to a good school, and get good grades, and in exchange they would love you, at least that's how it felt.
i didn't know if you'd care if i came back, i have a lot of regrets about that.
All the love you'd ever known was for a price, your parents', your boyfriend's, even your brother's it was like you had to be good enough before they would consider you lovable.
You never felt this from Luca, but you never gave him a reason to think otherwise. You'd always been this smart girl for him, a girl he bragged about to his friends. The girl he could go to for help in classes.
You didn't mean to be pushing Luca away, but you were so stressed and didn't want to bring him into it.
I know I already said you weren't sick like an illness, but right now you felt gross. You were stuffy and coughing and had a pounding headache, but you had assignments due at 11:59 pm and they couldn't wait. It was 9:03 pm and it didn't look like you were gonna get any relief from class work for a while longer.
pulled the car off the road to the lookout. could've followed my fears all the way down.
You didn't even know you were crying until you saw tears fall onto your iPad screen, where you were currently writing notes for a quiz you had tomorrow. You felt completely helpless. You couldn't stop and let yourself wallow, because you had to get moving on your study guide.
You dropped your Apple Pencil and just buried your face in your hands, rubbing your eyes till you saw stars. Your pity party was interrupted by your phone ringing. Your phone was on your studying do not disturb so if someone's call was coming through it had to be Luca's.
You quickly tried to steady your breathing before swiping to answer the call.
"Hi?"
"Hey. So, what's with you totally skipping my game? You know that meant a lot to me."
Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. How did you forget? You were the worst girlfriend ever.
"Oh my God, Luca. I'm so fucking sorry, it completely slipped my mind, oh my God, I didn't even know. I had a really long day, baby, I'm so sorry."
You were trying not to cry even more, you didn't want Luca to think you were a crybaby. Crybaby. That's what your parents called you whenever you got like this, too much for them to love.
and maybe i don't quite know what to say,
Luca just sighed, upset. He was upset with you, and you couldn't fix it. You could hear rustling on Luca's end, and another voice. All of a sudden you were seventeen getting a call from your nineteen-year-old boyfriend while he cheated on you, while another girl laid with him.
but i'm here in your doorway.
You didn't think Luca would do that to you, you really knew he wouldn't. But that one part of you was just screaming that you'd proven yourself unworthy to him, that he was done.
i just wanted you to know,
"I just, I don't even know anymore. You haven't consistently talked to me in weeks, every time we do speak you're in your head, and you keep pushing things off and forgetting. I just don't know what I'm doing wrong here."
Fuck, you couldn't stop the floodgates now. You quickly sniffed, holding the phone away from you so he wouldn't hear, soaking the cuff of your sweatshirt sleeve with tears before trying to respond.
"No, no Luc, you're not doing anything wrong. The last month has just been tough, I just don't know how to tell you. I'm trying Luca, I am, and I'm sorry. I know it doesn't fix anything and you still have every right to be angry with me, I understand why-"
this is me trying.
"Hey, it's whatever, just don't worry about it."
No. No this couldn't happen like this. He couldn't be checking out of your relationship right now. You needed him, even if you didn't know how to tell him. You accidentally let out a whimper when you tried to speak, before shakily breathing a deep breath and trying again.
"No, it isn't. I'm not being good to you. I just- Fuck Luca I'm sorry I didn't mean to forget, and I'm not meaning to be such a bad girlfriend I just, there's just,"
"Just what?"
"I don't know how to tell you! I don't want you to think differently about me Luc. You've never seen me like this."
Your trauma was truly shining through, you were terrified of Luca thinking you weren't smart.
"Are you like uninterested now? You could just tell me, not lead me on! Not just ghost me!"
"No Luca! I love you so much, I'm in love with you. I just-"
You cut yourself off, letting out a stressed sigh, rubbing your eyes when you felt the tears prick in them.
i just wanted you to know,
You didn't know what to say, it was so complicated. Every time you ever tried to talk about this with your family they shut you down, told you you were wrong for feeling like you did, and you didn't want Luca to think those things too.
"I just can't do this stuff anymore,"
"What?"
this is me trying.
"I'm just not smart anymore, and everything is so hard. And I don't know how to talk to you about it 'cause I don't want you to think I'm not smart, but I don't think I am anymore."
"Oh, baby."
Luca was stunned, his girl was going through something and he was upset with her over a hockey game. He thought you were beginning to distance yourself from him because you started to be uninterested in him. He never would've assumed you were doing it because you were scared to talk to him. He never would've assumed you were scared he would think less of you.
"Hey, it's okay. Everything's gonna be alright, okay? How about I come over? We can talk more about everything and I know I'm not the brightest guy when it comes to all of your stuff but I could try to help. That okay, pretty?"
"Yes. Please, Angel. Need you right now."
"Okay, give me a couple minutes, I'll be right there. I love you, okay?"
"I love you, Luc."
Luca let you hang up, taking a deep breath and sitting for a moment just to take in what had just happened. He had a bad feeling in his stomach now, knowing how you were hurting. He quickly recovered and got up, putting his shoes and a hat on backward before leaving his dorm.
He walked fast through campus to get to your dorm building, the cold motivating him further. When he got to your dorm building, he quickly went up the stairs, taking two at a time, and to your room. You were in a single this year, so he wasn't worried about a roommate being bothered by his presence. He knocked on the decorated door gently, bouncing on his feet waiting for you.
they told me all of my cages were mental, so i got wasted like all my potential.
Luca could've sworn he felt his heart break when he saw your face, the exhaustion mixed with sadness wearing you down. He didn't say anything before jumping to wrap his arms around you, just holding you for a minute. You clung to him so tightly, you'd missed him so badly while digging yourself into a hole of isolation.
"Hi sweet girl."
You could've started crying again. He held you gently but firmly, and it was all you ever needed. You felt yourself relax for the first time in two and a half weeks.
and my words shoot to kill when i'm mad. i have a lot of regrets about that.
"Hi Luc"
You sniffled, and Luca just melted. He pulled away from you just a little, pulling his arms away so he could cradle your faces in his palms. You brought your hands up to rest on his wrists, rubbing your thumbs back and forth.
"I missed you, pretty."
You missed him like a little kid. But it was your fault you were ever apart.
i was so ahead of the curve, the curve became a sphere.
"I missed you. 'M so sorry I isolated myself from you, I'm so fucking stressed right now. Everything is hard and it's scary 'cause it's never been hard like this for me, and I-"
fell behind all my classmates and i ended up here,
"I know baby. It is scary. College is just scary. And you are like the smartest girl I think ever so I know it's like even scarier for you when things don't make sense quickly, but it's gonna be okay. Because you have your amazing, talented, stud of a boyfriend to help you."
pouring out my heart to a stranger. but i didn't pour the whiskey.
You gave him a look, laughing for the first time in many days.
"He is pretty amazing, and talented, and hot, isn't he?"
i just wanted you to know, that this is me trying. i just wanted you to know, that this is me trying.
He nodded reassuringly, before putting his hands on your hips and pushing you back into your room, closing your door behind him.
"Damn, you just got here."
"Shut the hell up."
You laughed as you climbed up onto your bed, pulling Luca up next to you after he took his shoes off.
at least i'm trying.
"So, about this class. What do we need to learn?"
You explained how tonight you only really needed to do two things, finish a paper that was 75% done, and do another assignment that if you could figure out how to understand the concept, would be done in no time. You both snuggled close together while looking at the paper, Luca helping you through sentences you got stuck on. You finished the paper quickly, then pulled up your notes for the concept of the other assignment.
and it's hard, to be at a party when i feel like an open wound. it's hard to be anywhere these days when all i want is you.
At one point Luca took your laptop to read through the notes so you just turned over and rested your head on his chest, before seeing his gorgeous hair covered by a stupid hat grabbing it off of him, and putting it on your bedside table.
"No hats in my room."
"What? Since when?"
"Since I want to see your pretty hair, not the maize and blue hat I see every other day."
Luca just laughed, shaking his head and running his non-scrolling hand down your back. Luca somehow understood the concept and reiterated it to you in a way that made everything click. He was your good luck charm, you knew it. Everything made sense with him.
you're a flashback, in a film reel, on the one screen in my town.
You made him lay on your chest with your laptop resting on his back while you completed the assignment. One hand was in his hair while the other was gliding across the keyboard. You finished it in 20 minutes. And your chest felt so much lighter after you hit the submit button.
You closed your laptop, sliding it onto the floor before putting both of your hands into Luca's hair.
"I knew you could do it, baby. You just needed someone to tell you that."
"I love you."
"I love you so much."
Luca's arms around your middle tightened, and he moved his head to look up at you.
"I know you feel like you have to be this perfect person, baby, but I need you to know you don't have to do that for anyone, especially me. Because you are everything, and I can't take care of you if you're scared to talk to me about how you're feeling. I know your parents and other people make you feel like if you don't do good at school they will love you less, but you need to know that you could flunk out of school, and you would still be the most important person to me, okay?"
i just wanted you to know, that this is me trying.
You were crying. You pulled him somehow closer and hugged him so tight, pulling away after over a minute to give him a good long kiss that expressed your gratitude. Because you were, so fucking grateful. This boy had seen all of it, and still chose you, and would continue to choose you until his last breath.
(and maybe i don't quite know what to say,)
"Thank you, Angel. You don't know how much hearing that means to me. I love you, so so much."
"You're everything. I see that you're trying, and that is always gonna be enough."
i just wanted you to know, that this is me trying. at least i'm trying.
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how Nolan Moyle is like in bed
what Nolan Moyle is like in bed:
- Nolan is a talented lover but he’s a little selfish
- he fucks good but he fucks like he wants to
- sometimes he wants to eat you out for hours
- sometimes he’d rather skip all kinds of foreplay and just goes straight to fucking
- but no matter what he does one thing’s for sure you’ll be coming and coming and coming
- if he could he’d eat pussy for breakfast, lunch, and dinner
- that man lives between your thighs
- loves it when you pull on his hair or wrap your thighs around his head
- has definitely come from eating you out before
- just humping the bed while he makes you see stars
- will leave you absolutely covered in hickeys
- if you’re lucky they’re just on your thighs or on your chest where you can hide them under your clothes but he will just leave giant ass love bites on your neck where everybody and their mom can see them if you’re not careful
- Nolan bites
- absolutely shameless
- you don’t need to dress up all pretty to impress him
- but if you surprise him with something lacy he won’t be able to control himself
- thigh guy through and through
- wrap them around him while he fucks you nice and deep
- Nolan will absolutely melt if you tell him how good he’s making you feel while you tug on his hair
- takes his time pulling out after you’re done
- really cuddly afterwards, just wants to be close to you
his dick:
- a little above average
- knows how to use it
the experience:
9/10
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Hi. Could you write something where you ride Eddy's thigh? Thanks 🤍
pairing Ethan Edwards x reader
( this is my first time writing smut so might be shit)
All day you felt the need to just release and your boyfriend Ethan sending you a snap of his muscular thighs didn't help. you sat at your laptop trying to distract yourself
"babe I'm home" Ethan called out and you were quick to get up and run to him quickly pushing against his lips and moaning into the kiss "Easy baby girl" Ethan whispered in your ear nipping at your neck
He grabbed the back of the thighs and lifted you so your legs wrapped around his waist
"Ethan I need you" you whined sounding a little pathetic Ethan knew when you got this whiney that you needed it so he sat on the couch and placed your now unclothed heat on his thigh
you hissed at the sudden contact but once you hoy used to it you were fine "fuck Ethan mmmm" you moaned more as you rode his thigh you felt him flex every so often
"fuck baby girl you missed me" He teased egging you on for your release
"ohhh ahh" you moaned as you felt the warm liquid from your orgasm release on his thigh you laid your head on his chest trying to steady your breathing "you did so well baby" Ethan whispered placing a kiss to your forehead
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UMich! Luke Hughes x fem! Reader
Summary- you play womens hockey at Michigan and after a conversation between you and Luke you guys decide to settle who’s better with a bet.
Warnings- smut, semi- public, oral (m! Receiving), PinV, creampie (don’t be silly), mad Luke, rough, soft at the end bc it’s Luke 😇, lil surprise at the end 🤫
Words- 1.5k
I shoot the puck at the goal and the buzzer goes off, signaling my winning goal for my team. I run and celebrate with my team, the most happy I’d been in months. Cheers came from the student section and the rest of the crowd as we skate off the ice and make our may to the locker room.
I finish my business in the locker room, showered, changed, then made my way out. I was the last out of the locker room, my phone buzzed with a notification and when I look down I bump into someone. “Oh- sorry” I look up and see Luke Hughes. I huff and put my phone in my pocket. Everyone knows Luke, or at least everyone who’s interested in hockey at UMich. He’s two of the best hockey players baby brother, and on top of that he’s a pretty amazing player himself. But, on the contrary, he tends to pick on the girls hockey team.
I smile mischievously and decide to pick on him back. “Did you see the goal I made? Pretty good huh? Kinda sad I made a goal this season before you isn’t it?” I say in an innocent tone. “It was a lucky shot, their goalie lost sight of the puck” he rolls his shoulders and runs a hand through his curly hair. “How about we make a bet?” He adds. I look up and furrow my brows, “what kind of bet?” “Stay for my game and if I get a better goal than you then you have to do what ever I say for a week, if I don’t I do whatever you say.” He shrugs. I contemplate for a moment the respond, “fine”.
I sit in a seat that’s right next to the benches, a row that’s reserved for guests that the players invite. Crowds of student came into the building and other UMich fans while I waited for the same to start. At first the game went smoothly until the opposing team got a goal, then another, and one more. It’s the last five minutes of the second period and Michigan was down 0-3. I sit back in my chair and cross my arms.
The buzzer goes off at the end of the games signaling that the other team had won, 3-1, but that one goal wasn’t Luke. I sigh and stand up, I was happy I won the bet but my schools team still lost. I make my way to the men’s locker room and wait for Luke to exit. I’d been standing for about 30 minutes and I could swear that the whole team had already left. I shake my head and enter the locker room. It was silent except for a shower running in the back. I rub my eyes and call out for him, “Luke, you in here?” “Yeah” he says and turns the shower off. I wait soundlessly for him by the door as he rounds the corner only wearing a towel. I can’t help but drift my eyes down his toned body then back up.
“I mean, don’t mean to rub in your face or anything but I’m pretty sure there was a bet that I just won.” Luke rolls his eyes and scoffs, “yeah, I get it, I have to do whatever you say.” He shoves his bag onto a bench and looks through it. I feel a pinch of guilt course through my chest and suddenly I feel horrible for the loss.
I sigh and step closer to him, placing my hands on his shoulders then spinning him around. “We should start now, hm?” I say and softly push him to sit down on the bench. “What’re you doing?” He says with a slightly annoyed tone. “Making up for the loss” I attach my lips to his neck making him take in a sharp breath. “Don’t start something you can’t finish, y/n.” “Who said I can’t finish it?” I move my lips up and press them to his in a hungry kiss. His hands move to squeeze my hips as we kiss, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth.
I readjust on his lap, Luke grabs my hips once again and starts moving them back and forth slowly, Luke swallowing my gasps in the kiss. I get a sudden boost of confidence and pull back to pull off my jersey. I stand up and pull off my pants and panties in one go, crawling back into his lap with nothing but a red Lacy bra covering my tits. When I fully sit back down on him I feel his rock hard length press into me through the towel. He grasps my hips and lifts me a bit to pull the towel off of him. Without a second thought he cups one of my covered breasts and sucks the exposed part. “Luke…” I breathe out softly. He smirks and reaches around, unclasping my bra and letting it drop to the floor.
Luke groans and I look up worried. “I don’t have a condom.” He pouts softly and I smirk “I’m on the pill, Lukey, don’t worry.”. He bites his lip at the nickname and pulls me back all the way down on his lap, earning a gasp from me. I spit in my hand and grab his dick, rubbing the saliva all over it as a substitute for lube. I line him up to my entrance, I lean down and kiss him as I slowly sit down on his cock. Whimpers and moans flow out of my mouth as I sit down comfortably. “Luke~” I moan and pull away, resting my forehead on his.
I slowly grind back and forth on him, my legs already joining weak at the feeling of him in me. “Too big~” I moan softly and scrunch my face up. He suddenly grasps my hips tightly and fucks up into me, earning I loud scream like moan to come out. “Fuck- fuck- Luke!” I moan and scratch into his back as he fucks up into me. “So pretty…” he says softly and leans to capture one of my nipples in his mouth. He detaches and lifts me up as he stands, his dick still deep inside of me. He presses my back to a locker and lifts my legs up and rest them on his shoulders, basically folding me in half as he continues to fuck into me. I arch my back and loll my head back into the locker. He continues slamming into me, hitting the soft spongy part perfectly, making my orgasm rise rapidly.
“Luke- fuck- please don’t stop, I’m gonna cum!” Instead of stopping, Luke moves his thumb down to rub circles on my clit. Without warning I tighten around him and cum all around his cock, throwing my head back into the lockers as he continues to fuck me. He moves his head to rest it on one of my shoulders as his thrusts become uneven and sloppy. “Baby, please cum in me” Luke’s cock twitches at the nickname. He groans deeply and spills into me in warm thick ropes. I whimper as he pulls out and helps me stand up.
I have other ideas when I look down and see that he’s still hard. I smirk and sink to my knees and look up at him as I grasp his dick with my hands. “Y/n… you really don’t have to-“ I cut him off when I suck his tip softly. I hear a prefect moan fall from his lips which encourages me to take more into my mouth. I slide my mouth on his cock further, as deep as I could go as I bob my head back and forth. His hand falls down and tightly grasps my hair as he helps me go a steady pace. One of my hands grasp the base of his cock that I couldn’t fit in my mouth and the other one grasps his balls, squeezing lightly. He looks down at me as I look up and he groans, his abs tightening and spasming as he gets close to his release. He grasps my hair even tighter and pushes me all the way onto his dick as he cums down my throat.
As soon as he finished he lets go of me. I pull off of his dick and stand up, sticking my tongue out to prove I swallowed all of it. He smirks lightly and pulls me close to him by my hips, he lays a soft kiss on my forehead. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” I blush lightly and look up at him “no, I liked it.” I stand on my tippy toes and press another soft kiss to his lips.
“Holy shit”
Both of our heads snap to the door of the locker room. My eyes meet with Ethan Edwards surprised eyes. His jaw was dropped as he stared at my naked body. Luke scoffs and wraps the towel around me, shielding my body from his friend’s eyes.
#smut#hockey smut#luke hughes smut#nhl#nhl smut#nhl hockey#nhl players#umich hockey#umich smut#nj devils#new jersey devils
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🏒 ETHAN EDWARDS
my fav ethan cus the rest are FUCKING ASSHOLES 😭😭 yes i was hurt my 2 different ethans and i hope the worst for each of them.
my 100 follower celly!
his love language is 1000000% acts of service. this man WANTS TO BE NEEDED!!!! if you need him to go & get you some coffee, done. need him to get an oil change for your car? done & done. AND you need to him go grocery shopping bc you have no time? DONE. he loves the feeling of being needed, it’s just an important and warm feeling for him. he loves feeling helpful because it makes him feel like he’s actually useful, yk?? it’s just how he shows his love
he’s the pickiest eater on planet earth. bro will not even TOUCH broccoli to this day, no matter how hard his mother pushed him even as a kid. he hates the texture of certain things ESPECIALLY SMOOTHIES but recently he’s started getting rid of that fear cus he needs the #gainz. if he had the choice, he’d eat buttered noodles everyday but he can’t survive off of that unfortunately. he had a field day when he discovered protein pasta 🥰 quite literally the best day of his life
he knows how to braid hair. don’t ask me why, don’t ask HOW, i just know. he not only knows how to, he actually likes to. whenever y’all are just in bed chilling, he’ll randomly jsut start braiding your hair 😭😭😭 it’s so calming to him, it’s his fav thing. he’s wanted to grow out his hair for years but neither did his mom or you have let him thank god
#── ✦ 𝐞𝐯'𝐬 𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲!#nhl imagine#nhl fic#nhl#nhl oneshot#hockey#umich hockey#hockey imagine#ice hockey#hockey stuff#hockey fic#hockey imagines#hockey blurb#hockey smut#hockey x reader#umich smut#umich imagine#umich hockey x reader#umich boys#umich blurbs#umich fic#umich wolverines#umich x reader#ethan edwards#ethan edwards x reader#ethan edwards x y/n
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