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Pairing: frat!hockeyplayer!rafe x reader
(Also I have a lack of hockey knowledge, Iโd like to get into it but itโs not as popular from where I am so I donโt rlly know much, so bare with me ๐ญ)
Warnings: SMUT (rough), p in v (protected), fighting, blood, cuts. (Ward is mentioned but only as coach. So nothing bad.)
Today was the day, game day. The boys had been hyping this game up for the past two weeks. It was a big game. The finaleโฆ and itโs versus their rivals. So a very very big game. Especially to all the guys. Ward, being their coach had been training them hard. Making sure they secure the win.
You sat front row, next to the penalty box, with your friends. Wearing Rafeโs jersey. His number โ13โ on the back along with โCameronโ above the number. You felt proud, to be his, to watch him do what heโs passionate about. He did the same for you. Whatever you may do, heโs always there supporting you.
The lights in the arena go off. Then they start to flicker, music plays as smoke machines go off. The lights go back on as the rival team skates onto the ice first. They always did that when they played home. Always making the opposing team go first. Then everyone supporting the Outer Banks team started to chant. You included, you and your friends shouting at the top of your lungs as the team skates into the ice.
Cheering loudly knowing heโd already been looking for you in the crowd.
He sends a wink your way when he finally spotted you. He knew you were in a good spot for many reasons.
As the game continued, Rafe and the โ18โ for the opposing team had been going back and forth. Throwing shoves left, right and centre. You could see the mean look in his eyes. He was looking for more than a shove. And the perfect excuse came over, as you all watch number 18 knock Topper off of his feet.
Rage speed skates over to the guy. In one motion his stick and gloves on the ice. Swinging straight at the guy. Both guys breaking out into a fight.
Yes, this made you worry. Your boyfriend fighting on the ice. It was worrying. But you knew he could hold his own. Also knowing heโs done this many time to know what heโs doing. You said โfuck itโ. You started cheering and shouting โgo baby! Fucking get him! Get โIm!! Thatโs it!โ Your friends laughing at the fact you were cheering for him.
Thatโs when Sarah had the idea, she pulled out her phone and started to record you cheering. Also capturing the fight along with you cheering your boyfriend and her brother on.
Thatโs when the referee called it quits. Skating over and pulling apart the fight. The referee sent both guys the their penalty boxes. Rafe raised his fists in the air in pride. You were clapping. Rafe tilted to his side a little to break. Stepping into the penalty box, sitting down on the bench.
You started knocking on the plastic window. You shouted โRafe! Babe!โ He looked over to you and smiled. โBaby! Did you see that?! He fucking had it cominโ!โ You laughed and nodded โyeah, he did!โ
Rafe stood up and rested his forehead against the window of the penalty box. Looking down at you and taking you in. Seeing you in HIS jersey, did things to him. Unspeakable thingsโฆ
He smirked โhey, when I get back on the ice! If I scored five points I want you to give me a big kiss on the lips as soon as I get out of the locker room. Yeah?!โ You smiled and nodded โsure! Iโll hold ya to that!โ He smirked and gave a nod.
Soon enough the game was over. He did achieve his goal.
After waiting for what felt like forever. He appeared from the locker room. Some of the guys were coming out behind him.
He dropped his duffle bag as soon as he saw you approaching. He picked you up into his arms and kissed you as if he hasnโt seen you in months. He done it. He and his team won the finale! Against their rivals! He had a total of two fights and won both! No shock there, but the low amount of fights made you more proud.
He pulled away ever so slightly, he mumbled against your lips.
โI wonโt tonight, you know what that meansโฆ itโs gonna be harder than if we lost.โ He grins and winks at you. Chewing his gum casually as if he didnโt just imply he was gonna roughhouse you in bed tonight.
โWe got the frat all to ourselves, sweet girl. Gonna go back and celebrate like there no tomorrowโฆโ with wicked grin on his face said everything. You werenโt getting up tomorrow. He was gonna treat you like a queen tomorrow. For what heโs gonna be doing to you tonight.
Heโs already on top of you. Heโs in just his boxers as you lay in your bra. Kissing your lips as his hand moves down your body. His thumb moving to your bud, moving in slow light circles. Causing you to gasp softly. He smirked against your lips โfuck, baby, youโre so pretty like this, hm? Look soooo good fโmeโฆ all just fโmeโฆ hm? Gonna let me have ya all night, cause I won, yeah? Help me celebrate?โ You nodded eagerly.
He replied โthatโs my girl..my lucky charmโ
As you both continued to make out, Rafe wanting to drag it out. He started to lazily grind his hips against yours. His big hardened length grazing against you. Causing you to moan softly into his lips. His kisses move across your jaw and down your neck as he continued to move his hips.
He started to pull down his black Calvin Kline boxers. Leaving his length spring free.
He reached into his nightstand, purposefully grazing his cock against your core. Just to add some spice. Making you moan softly. He always teases, always.
He ripped open the gold condom packet. Sliding it over his dick. He tossed the packet into the trash can.
He looked down at you. His hands running over you as you remove your bra. Knowing he would want that, but was too whipped to remember that he hadnโt taken it off yet. Usual Rafe.
He groans โfuck, maโฆ youโre so prettyโฆ gonna have you in every wayโฆโ you gasp as he starts to press up against you. He groans as he slides in with ease. You swallowed him up like it was nothing, that really got him going. Seeing you take all of him like it was nothing. But it always got to you, in a good way. Which made it even more of a turn on for him.
He moves his hands to support him into the mattress but also push your legs back. Keeping them up with his forearms. He started to slowly thrust into you. Trying his best to go slow, knowing you both had all night. But he was too excited, he always was. Seeing you like this, under him, god he wanted to crumble right there and then.
Hearing you moan his name and gasp as you take every inch of him. Made his mind go numb. He groans to your moans. Both of you having a vocal night. Rafe thanking his earlier self for โkicking outโ the other guys since heโs frat president.
Rafe groaned deeper at the feeling of the nails (which he paid for) dig into his back. He liked that stuff, he doesnโt know why, but he does. Knowing those marks on his back were from you. It was like your version of hickies. Since he always gave them to you. But you preferred this way.
He lifted your right thigh, bringing it over his shoulder. He mumbled against your thigh โfuckinโ perfect, baby.. so perfectโฆ taking me so wellโฆโ his praises making you tighten around his cock. He groans โlike that shit, huh?โ He grins โknowing youโre my perfect girl, eh? That shit then you on, huh?โ You moaned out โyea! Fuuuckโฆโ
You could already feel the knot in your lower stomach. Already feeling the high approaching. Rafe smirked, he knew your body through and through.
He pulled out, you whined โwhat?โ He smirked and patted your hip โflip over, baby, wanna see that perfect ass I loveโฆโ
You turn over, his hand connecting with your ass cheek. Causing a smack to echo through his room. He pressed back into you. Continuing what he was doing seconds ago. His one hand on your lower back as the other massaged your ass cheek. Every so often smacking it. Seeing his red hand print in your soft skin really got him going. Making him twitch inside you.
You gasped out โRafe!โ He smirked โI know, baby, youโre close, I can feel itโฆ do me a favour and let go fโme, yeah? Be a good girl and do that, yeah?โ You could swear his voice always gets raspier towards your climax. Maybe he did it on purpose. Who knows.
As you came around him, he soon approached his first climax of the night.
He groaned โoh fuuuck! Shhhhittโฆ! Jesus, babyโฆ squeezing me so fuckinโ tight, eh?โฆ fuckโฆ feels so goodโฆโ he slowed his pace. But didnโt stop completely. He rubbed both ass cheeks as you started to catch your breath. He then started to rub you lower back. Soothing but a subtle intel that youโll definitely need that same massage when youโre done.
And letโs just say that wasnโt your last eitherโฆ he won the finale, you canโt say no to him tonightโฆ he never does for you.
