imagine will cuddling with you around a campfire, a blanket hugging both of you. the sun is setting in the distance, meeting the water line and creating colorful ripples. you feel his fingers rub small circles on your palms and between your small talk, there's giggles and sweet kisses left on your temple.
mack and the guys are arguing over who gets to roast the first marshmallow for a s'more. the two of you couldn't be bothered to move to break up the mess and let them tackle it out. mack wins eventually and smugly makes his s'more.
"biggest baby award goes to macklin celebrini," you chirp, causing will to shake beneath you. "congratulations, champ."
mack attempts to ignore you, but he ends up flipping you the bird.
later, a game of soccer passing is prompted. the guys start a couple of their vehicles to use the headlights for visual. will asks if you want to join, but you'd rather stay in the cozy chair and warmth of his arms. he agrees, however you know he wants to join. it's tugging at him.
"go," you mumble with a sigh.
"you sure?" he looks at you over your shoulder, eyes soft as hell that it breaks your heart.
"yes, go, babe. get your kicks in."
he chuckles under his breath. "okay."
you stand up for a moment so he can untangle himself from you and get out of the chair. then you swiftly plop back down and wrap the blanket tightly, using your arm as a pillow to rest your head. will kisses your forehead, rubbing your cheek with his thumb.
"i'll be back shortly, baby. promise."
you smile, keeping your eyes closed and straining every memory cortex in your brain to remember his comforting touch. "have fun."
"i love you."
now you couldn't help giggling under your breath and popping one eye open to look at him. "i love you too, goof. go before they think i'm putting a spell on your or something."
mack calls from the close distance. "are you joining or not, smitty? you've been attached to (y/n) all night!"
you shoot him an appointive look.
he rolls his eyes. "i'm coming!" he yells back. despite that, he leans over to kiss you on the lips softly, his eyes gazing into yours sweetly. now your heart did the aching tug. you were trying to be the cool girlfriend, but it sucks sometimes.
The next Smitty hockey smut is probably gonna be longer than the first... oops lol
*SPOILERS AHEAD*
Here's a sneak peek of what's to come!
I tilted my head back so he’d get a great angle of my gaped lips. His other hand cradled the side of my neck, forcing me to gaze into his sex eyes. “You got this, baby. Hold me if you have to.”
I rested a hand over his, giving everything into the final few grinds, his finger hit my G-spot every stroke. I cried out in pleasure. “F-Fuck, Will!”
Every muscle contracted around him as I exploded. Our eyes stayed locked through my entire orgasmic ride. But I had to break to hide my face into his shoulder, shuddering as he gently rubbed my clit for the decline. I heaved for oxygen and once I regained control, I moved to place lazy kisses on his neck. My lower ached but I still wanted so much more.
“Shit,” he breathed and frantically found his way to my mouth. Our tongues connected, the kisses sensually sweet. He tasted like spearmint gum and I craved to take all of it from him.
Will sat forward, never disconnecting from me, and whipped off his blazer to throw it to the side. I trailed my hands up and down his covered abs and instinctively tugged to pull his dress shirt from the waistband before unbuttoning it. Fuck his skin was so smooth and rugged at the same time. The slight stubble he was carrying from the Stanley pregames tickled me. I loved it. I loved him.
i may or may not be working on another Will Smith Hockey one shot smut... definitely was in the middle of writing some fluffy fics for Smitty and Ekky, but... when the idea hits, I gotta get it out of my system lol
What would y'all like my brain to fixate on in the future?
Summary: when the need for boyfriend Will to stay home and not play a game spawns a beautiful plan - how will he react when he sees main in nothing but his jersey?
First time posting for Will, hopefully it's good ;)
A grumpy noise escaped my lips as I rolled around, feeling the heat and hardness of him leave. “Noooo, babe, please come back to bed.”
Will was halfway off the bed, a smile cracking across his adorable face. “I’m sorry, I gotta get to morning practice.”
“Mack and the guys will be fine. Your girlfriend selfishly needs you to sleep a few more hours.” I closed my eyes with a yawn. A small smile spread on my lips at another thought. “And then have late morning sex before taking a shower with her.”
I peeked one eye open to gauge his reaction.
His jaw muscles clenched before he took a low deep breath. He moved to cover me with his upper body and gave me a slow kiss. “We’ll have a do-over later before the game. Just, it’ll be dinner instead of breakfast, kay’?”
Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist as he moved back. Like a fucking toddler, I protested, “No! Don’t go!”
It didn’t have the desired effect I wanted. He held me to him with a single arm around my back as he stood. Though, from previous attempts, I should’ve known. It took all my will power to not dissect how every single ripple beneath his tee flexed; he’d hit the gym more during off season and I immensely appreciated the results of it.
“You’re never gonna get me with that, babe.” His grayish-blue eyes twinkled as he laughed lightly. I felt it in my entire body and fuck, I really didn’t want him to leave. Shamelessly, I was in a clingy stage of our relationship. It was kind of scary how much I craved his closeness. I needed it.
I snuggled my face into his neck and took in a deep smell. The scent of his spicy body wash was still there, mixed with the aroma of our detergent. Lazily, I connected my lips to his soft skin. Will let out a frustrated groan and my lips curved up, letting my breath tickle him. He laced his fingers into my messy hair as I continued my way up to his jaw. Then daringly with care, I caressed his cheeks, forehead, and nose before reaching his lips.
“You don’t make this easy,” he whispered into my mouth.
“Because it’s not easy for me.” In that moment, I swear I could feel his heart speed up and his breath hitch in the back of his throat. “I’m sorry, I know you don’t control the schedule. It just sucks.”
Will hugged me. Scratch that. He squeezed the ever fucking life out of me, his face in the crook of my neck. “I really wish I could stay, baby.”
“I know,” I whispered, running my fingers through his blond ends. “Nap, sex, dinner, and then more post-game sex later.”
He stifled a laugh. “Absolutely.”
***
A delightfully evil idea crossed my mind while Will was getting ready to go back to the arena. I slipped out of our bedroom to find his duffel and snag his gameday jersey; they went with their all blue one tonight. I stripped my lounge shorts and t-shirt and slipped the oversized jersey on. The fabric rubbing against my bare skin wasn’t the most pleasant, however it would be worth it.
It, quite literally, swallowed me up. Being only 5’4, it fell just past my knees, and the sleeves looked ridiculous. In an attempt to make it look better, I rolled them back a couple times, however that felt dumber than how they were. I shook them back down before I padded into our bedroom.
Will was whistling to himself as he finished buttoning the cuff of his white dress shirt and came out of the closet. His eyes trailed up and widened at the sight of me. His cheeks flushed a bright pink as he shook his head. “Come on, babe. We can’t do this again.”
I pursed my lips. “Do what again?”
“No, no, no. Don’t do that. You’re trying to stop me from leaving.”
“Hmm…” I tapped my lips with a single finger. “That doesn’t seem like something I’d do.”
Now, he rolled his eyes and that sent shivers up my spine. God, the smallest actions he made did things to me. Exceptional things.
“Please put it back in my bag.” There was reluctance in his tone as his eyes raked over every inch of me. The admiration that sizzled in them was intense, fueling me to be more of a brat.
“Sorry, I don’t think so. It’s mine now.”
“Fuck, babe. Please?”
“Nope.”
“I have to leave and if I show without the jersey, the guys will give me so much shit.”
I cocked a teasing brow. “Come and get it then.”
I dashed out into the living room of our sky-rise downtown apartment. I knew the chase wouldn’t last long. He was definitely larger and faster than me. But I never went down without trying. I grew up with older brothers, so stuff like this was second-nature to me. It was fun.
Despite his slight annoyance I’m sure, there was a smile written all over his face as I stared him down from across the kitchen island.
“I’m gonna catch you, baby. You know it.”
I wiggled my brows as if they were caterpillars. We danced around the island a couple times.
“Nice try, Willie.”
I nearly tripped over myself as I made a break for the bedroom. Honestly, I wasn’t sure what my next move was. Lock myself in the ensuite bathroom? No way, that’s a cowardly move. My heart jumped into my throat as I screamed out a giggle. I circled around the bedroom, hopping over the newly made bed which caused the throw pillows to tumble aside.
His giggle danced in my ears as I ran back out into the living room. Fuck, my side was beginning to cramp. I wasn’t ready to give in yet, I needed more time to stall.
Just as I rounded on the sofa, an arm snatched me. “Gotcha!” Suddenly, I was getting a good view of his backside upside down as he threw me over his shoulder. Fuck the way his muscles flexed under his dress shirt.
“Will! What the hell?”
“If you act like a child, I’m gonna carry you like one that’s misbehaving.”
That sparked something in me that I didn’t know it would.
“That’s hot,” I mumbled under my breath. He took me back into the bedroom and set me down by the closet.
I knew he’d heard it as a shy smile replaced his previously amused expression. And fuck him, in all the layers he wore, he didn’t break a single sweat. “You look so gorgeous in it, but it needs to come off.” He gestured to my side.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, standing on my tippy toes. I brushed my lips against his ear. “You take it off then.” I nipped his earlobe between my teeth.
Will lightly growled. “I’m gonna be so late.”
His lips crashed against mine. They weren’t his typically slow, teasing kisses. They were full of hunger, and a need to devour me. While wearing his jersey. I wasn’t a puck bunny, however I couldn’t deny that this scenario was always in the forefront of my mind. I just didn’t have the courage until now.
I matched his energy, licking my tongue over his lips. Asking for permission and he accepted it. His large calloused hands gripped my thighs to haul me up. I didn’t resist latching onto him. One of his hands trailed up, beginning to investigate my bare body underneath the fabric.
Will paused and whispered, “You’re completely naked right now?”
I nodded with a sly smile.
“Fuck, you’re amazing.”
His hands squeezed my ass cheeks as he moved us to the edge of the bed. The kisses returned to being tender as his hand roamed up to cup my breasts. He sucked on my neck, biting down a little, and I hissed in pleasure. He apologized by running his tongue over the newly tender spot.
“What’s there time for?” I gasped.
“Just you, baby,” Will breathed.
His towering body sunk to the floor, his hands grasping my outer thighs to drag me with him. My legs hooked over his shoulders, keeping me open for him.
“You’re a terrible influence. It should be the other way around.”
I bit a finger between my teeth with a giggle. “It can be both.”
His sensual lips teased with leading kisses on the inside of my thighs. Then around my pussy.
His slick, deliciously hot tongue drew a long lick. His beautiful eyes glance up at me as he continues sweet kisses over my sensitive spot. He flicks his tongue and my hips instinctively jolt upwards. He uses his hands to hold me down as he licks in steady circles that he’s mastered to do without falter. It’s like his talented stickwork transferred to his tongue; his determination definitely did.
My moan cuts short as I bite my bottom lip. “Fuck, Will… Just like that.”
“You taste so good.”
I pressed my lips tightly to stop myself from moaning. “Babe,” I panted. “I want your dick.”
So eloquent of me. When I got this far gone, words were definitely not my forte.
He chuckled into my inner thigh. “No time.” Will planted a few kisses on both before resuming where I really wanted his delicious mouth to be.
I throbbed with pleasure throughout my lower body, my toes curling as he repeated his agonizing moves. This time, I felt a finger slide against my entrance and spread my juices all over. Then he slipped a finger in, keeping his dangerous tongue on my sensitive spot.
My eyes closed as I whimpered and my body writhed under his touch. My fingers webbed themselves into his luscious locks. More gasps and moans escaped as he pumped, adding a second finger. The tips curled oh-so slightly, hitting the exact spot.
“I’m gonna…” I swallowed hard, licking my dry lips from keeping them parted for so long. “I’m gonna…”
“That’s it, baby. Come for me.” His moans vibrated against me. “Come all over my jersey.”
Shit, that did it for me.
The building tightness exploded over my entire body and a screaming moan of his name made my head hurt in the best way possible. Every single muscle in my body tensed as I closed around his fingers and nothing else mattered.
I couldn’t be bothered to have a single, full-length thought as I heaved for any semblance of air.
“Jesus.” I laughed breathlessly. My entire body was jello. A puddle. “Thank you, babe.”
He left his final sweet caressing kisses as the orgasm calmed. Then he slid up my body to kiss me on the lips. I could feel his hard-on through the fabric of his trousers. I bucked my hips against them, it sparked a reminder in me that I could go for a round two. He deserved another one for sure.
Will pulled away to look at me, it was full of post-sex. His cheeks were fully flushed, sweat gleaming his forehead which led to his now messy waves. He held himself up on his forearms, one on each side of my head so he could run his fingers through my undoubtedly sweaty hair.
“So, you actually did come all over the jersey.” He giggled, his eyes danced with humor.
A new heat consumed my neck and face. “Shit. I’m sorry. Do you have another one?”
He smirked lightly. “There’s more at the arena, which I’m definitely running behind now... Worth it.”
“That I’m a little less sorry about.” I giggled, rubbing my hands up and down his sculpted biceps.
He caressed his lips against mine. “You should clean it up and wear it to the game tonight.”
“You don’t care what the guys are gonna say?”
“Hell no.”
I cocked a brow at him, essentially pressing the question again. He cracked with a low breath and his eyes wandered to the side. “Okay, maybe a little. But… I just don’t want them to think poorly about you.”
My heart swelled and I couldn’t resist stealing another kiss. “I’ll leave it here and wear one of your sweatshirts instead. I look ridiculous in your monstrous jersey anyway. You look better in it.”
“Mmm,” he thought, “I disagree. You make it look insanely sexy.”
I brushed back the gold curls that dared to fall and delicately kissed his forehead. “You better clean up and go. You can put all the blame on me. I’ll happily wave to them from my seat.”
Will chuckled, hiding his face in my neck. “I’m not gonna do that. But, please wave, and I’ll toss you a puck during the warmups.”
