[steven-rmcqueen]

[steven-rmcqueen]

[bloodygifs]

[bloodygifs]

[shell-henn-blog]

"Like what?" Shelley wondered, losing her breath a bit. Dropping her bag, she unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned into him.

[steven-rmcqueen]

"Tease you... a lot..." he bit his lip, although they hadn't gotten there yet, he knew she wouldn't mind him saying it. He pressed his forehead to hers, looking into her eyes for a moment before leaning in and nipping at her lip before kissing her passionately.

[shell-henn-blog]

"Well, at least someone does," she giggled. "Oh, yeah? You’d do something about it?" Shelley bit down on her lip. Picking up her bag from the floor of the truck, she prepared to get up from her seat. "I’m gonna be creepy and take pictures to post."

[steven-rmcqueen]

"Of course, I would," he smirked at her. As she began to get her things together he stopped her, "Of course you are," he chuckled pulling her closer, "We are early," he said leaning in closer to her biting his lip.

[shell-henn-blog]

"Sorry, sorry. I'm so vulgar," she laughed, kissing him wherever she could reach. "I can't wait to see you practice," Shelley smiled, looking out onto the road.

[steven-rmcqueen]

"I love your vulgarity," he chuckled being honest with her, his hand moving to her thigh, "Just not when I cant do much about it," he pouted. "I can't wait for you to be there," he told her as he pulled into the stadium parking.

[shell-henn-blog]

"I think you're blind, baby. I look frumpy right now," she sighed. "But I'm not wearing any panties, if you wanted to know," she wriggled her brows. "It is a good thing," she nodded. Looking up at Steven, Shelley took in all of his features. His dark hair untidily poking out from under his cap, his dark scruff... "How did I get so lucky?" Shelley asked happily, squeezing his arm a bit.

[steven-rmcqueen]

"No, you definitely don't look frumpy," he shook his head at her. He groaned at her words, "No, I didn't want to know that," he told her glaring at her. "I think we just both got lucky finding each other when we did."

[shell-henn-blog]

"Oh, stop. If I look sexy, it's because I'm wearing your sweater," she smirked against his lips. "Have I ever told you how much I love when you wear your hats backwards? It suits you," she told him, wrapping her arm around his after securing her seatbelt.

[steven-rmcqueen]

"You look sexy because it's you, because you are wearing my sweatshirt and because your legs look good in leggings and boots," he smirked back. "Well it's a good thing I do it pretty often then, huh?" he asked kissing her once more before he began driving towards the rink.

[shell-henn-blog]

After placing breakfast in the oven to stay warm, Shelley walked up to her closet and traded her pyjamas for leggings, one of Steven’s hoodies and her Hunter boots. Smiling at her handsome boyfriend as she walked to his truck, she jumped into the passenger seat. “Hello,” she singsonged before leaning in and kissing him soundly.

[steven-rmcqueen]

Steven sat in the front seat of his truck as she waited for Shelley to come out in meet him. It made today even better having her go to the rink with him. "Hi baby," he smiled leaning over and kissing her back, "You look sexy," he said against her lips.

[shell-henn-blog]

Well, I will. Only for you, though. Yeah? Well get used to it.

[steven-rmcqueen]

I'm outside. Come out. 

[shell-henn-blog]

Well, I know enough about the sport. I’m going for you, baby. I promise, I won’t act all puck bunny-y. Just a proud girlfriend.

[steven-rmcqueen]

I didn't think you would act like a puck bunny. Mm I like that.

[shell-henn-blog]

Yes, it does. I can’t wait. They are? Really? Well, I’ll just be your whore.

[steven-rmcqueen]

I can't either. I mean, yeah, they are normally the slutty girls that just go after hockey players cause they hot. Puck bunnies don't actually go to games because they are interested in the sport and want to learn about it or anything. Alright, as long as no one else calls you it, you can be.

[shell-henn-blog]

Breakfast in bed? How does that sound? I can? Oh, yes, I’ll come. I’ll be your little puck bunny, baby.

[steven-rmcqueen]

Yes, breakfast in bed sounds perfect. Yeah, of course you can. I'll come pick you up now. You know generally puck bunnies are whores... 

[shell-henn-blog]

And me asking to cuddle shouldn’t be either, but can we cuddle? I’m excited for you. I wanna watch some time.

[steven-rmcqueen]

That definitely isn't. Of course we can. You can come today if you want.

[shell-henn-blog]

No that didn’t. I’m always saying stuff like that, crazy. Are you excited for practice?

[steven-rmcqueen]

Okay, maybe not unexpected. Yeah! It'll be fun.

[shell-henn-blog]

I always want you. Oops? I’m making smoothie bowls, too so bring your appetite. I can’t wait, babe.

[steven-rmcqueen]

Well that took an unexpected turn. I always want you too. I will definitely have my appetite.