netflix is making a hockey show called "the sticks" that is based on a very real tragedy that occured in canada in 2018.
the show follows a minnesota high school team after their bus crashes and coming back to hockey afterwards.
in 2018, the humboldt broncos' (a junior A team made up of 18-22 year olds) bus was hit by a tractor trailer on a highway intersection. 16 people (10 players, 2 coaches, and 4 team staff members) were killed, along with 13 other players severely injured.
the memory of the humboldt broncos crash is an incredibly sensitive subject carrying a lot of trauma to both the survivors, their families, and deceased's families. the trajectory of hockey in canada was changed significantly after this tragedy.
despite this, netflix has decided to make a show using the death of young hockey players for profit. they did not consult the survivors, nor the deceased's families. they stole a canadian story for a feel-good cash grab.
i understand wanting to watch shows about hockey, but this is not the show to watch. do not give it attention, as the humboldt broncos' memories deserve to be theirs and theirs alone to share.
COWBOY TIMO MEIER x SISTER'S BEST FRIEND
MINORS DNI - 18+ content below the cut
✮⋆˙ summary - The summer when y/n and Timo finally let the feelings take over, even though he is the older brother of her best friend. [5,2k]
✮⋆˙ warnings - curvy reader, body shaming, flirting, kissing, protected sex, oral sex (fem!receiving)
✮⋆˙ author's note - requested by my lovey @yvaineseleneposts, I know you requested only bsf brother, I didn't really include the stuff we were talking about, but I hope you'll like it.
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June 8th – second week of summer
Lying by the pool, y/n feels the hot summer sun against her already tanned skin. Her eyes are closed, loud music playing through the backyard, as the boys play in the pool right in front of her and her best friend, Sofia, is lying right next to her.
Y/n and Sofia have been friends for as long as they can remember. Living in a village in Switzerland makes you know everyone who lives here. Whether you like it or not.
They met in kindergarten, under very funny circumstances, and they love to tell people about it. Y/n is from nature quieter and shyer, while Sophia is loud, and…well, everywhere.
It was their second week in kindergarten when they officially met. Y/n was, as always, sitting in the furthest corner, surrounded by kids' books, when two boys, a year older than her, walked to her.
They stand over her, their arms folded on their small chests, as they stare down at her, demanding the books that y/n was reading, with words that they need them to build their tower.
Y/n shook her head, saying that she was reading them, which led to the boys laughing at her and taking the books away from her. But before they could make two more steps, Sophia was standing in front of them, an angry expression on her face.
“Give them back,” she said firmly, her eyes boring into the boys’. “She had them first, and there are plenty of other books,” she added, pointing at the bookshelf behind her.
But the two boys didn’t budge. Instead, they stepped closer to Sophia in hopes of scaring her, but in that moment, her older brother, Timo, and his two best friends, Nico and Kevin, appeared behind her with hard faces, scaring the boys away.
The moment the boys ran away, Sophia sat down next to y/n, a wide smile on her lips, as she pointed at the book in y/n’s hands. “What’s it about?” she asked, curious.
Y/n was quiet for a while, watching both Sophia and the three boys still standing in front of them as some bodyguards, in confusion and wary, before she finally answered, “Human body,” she said softly, her eyes still skipping between Sophia and the three boys.
Since then, Sophia and Y/n had been best friends, and Timo and his friends had been a constant company in her life. That is how she ended up on the Meier family ranch in the small town of Saanen, Switzerland.
“Watch out!” Both y/n and Sophia don’t have time to react before a ball lands directly on y/n’s face.
“Fuck!” Timo yells as the ball bounces off y/n’s face, and she lets out a soft whimper. Timo is the first one to get out of the pool, running to y/n and Sophia, who is now running inside the house to get an icebag.
Timo quickly crouches down by the sunbed that y/n is now sitting on, his hands reaching up to her face that she has tilted back, due to the blood rushing down her nose.
“Is it broken?” Timo asks, his fingers gently holding her cheeks. He scowls when he sees the blood running down her chin and the tears in her blue eyes.
“Yes,” y/n cries out, slowly tilting her head back in its place, looking at Timo, Nico, and Kevin, who has a guilt written all over his face.
“I am so sorry, y/n,” he blurts out, his voice and body shaking. “I-I didn’t mean to do that.”
A soft whimper leaves her lips as she pulls her hand away from her nose. “I know, Kev.” y/n would’ve smiled, but she knows she has to have blood in her mouth, and she doesn’t need all of them to see her bloody teeth. “It was an accident.”
“I have the ice!” Sophia yells as she runs out, handing y/n the towel filled with ice. “W-what else do you need?” Sophia’s voice is shaky, even though she saw a lot of bloody injuries, especially on the three boys surrounding them, she never saw one on y/n.
“Bathroom,” y/n says, her cheek now leaning against one of Timo’s hands as she closes her eyes for a moment to deal with the pain shooting through her nose. “And someone’s help.”
“Okay, let’s get you there.” Timo doesn’t hesitate. He picks up y/n in his arms and walks her inside the house while she holds the ice against her nose.
Still outside, Sophie, Kevin and Nico stand, their mouths agape as they watch Timo’s back disappear into the house. “Did he just…” Nico starts, but it is pretty clear to all of them what might be happening out there.
June 15th – third week of summer
Feeling the breeze in her hair, y/n smiles softly to herself as the only sounds filling her ears are the clatter of horse hooves on the ground and the laughter of her friends surrounding her on their own horses.
Y/n loves moments like these, just her, Swiss nature and friends. That is actually all she needs for a happy life, and it is exactly what she has.
Turning her head to the side, her eyes catch Timo and his horse Flash. He doesn’t see that she’s looking at him. His attention is on the view of the Alps on their right side.
His hat is lying low on his forehead, his hands gripping the reins tightly, showing off his muscles and veins on his forearms, making y/n stare at them longer than she intends to.
“Watch out!” Nico yells, earning’s y/n attention. She turns back to look at him, her eyes widening when she notices the huge branch a few feet away from her face. Tugging at the reins, y/n’s horse Silver turns to the left before both of them collide with the branch.
“You okay?” Timo shouts as he and Flash make their way to them, together with the rest of the group.
“Yeah,” y/n giggles, shaking her head at her own stupidity. “I wasn’t paying attention,” she explains, her cheeks turning pink when she realizes that everyone is looking at her with worry. “Sorry, guys.”
“It’s okay, y/n,” Sophia chuckles, urging her horse to move forward. Nico and Kevin follow her, with a last look at y/n, making sure she’s alright.
Turning her head back at Timo, she stops in her tracks, her brows furrowing, when Timo keeps staring at her. “What’s wrong?” y/n asks, touching her face in case she has something on it.
“Just be careful, okay.” He mumbles under his breath, taking one last look at her face before he and Flash move past her, following their friends.
Eyes focused on Timo’s back, she urges Silver to move after them, catching up with Timo, who immediately looks at her when he joins him by his side.
“I’m sorry, I know I am clumsy and only make you guys worry,” y/n says in a low tone, hoping Timo hears her. She adjusts the reins in her hands, looking at Timo, who is, as always, already looking at her.
Adjusting his hat, Timo smiles softly, shaking his head. “It’s okay, blondie, we’re used to it now,” he teases, slightly kicking her shin to get a laugh from her. He hates when y/n is sad, especially because of her clumsiness. “Besides, we’re not bored thanks to you.”
A quiet giggle leaves past y/n’s lips at that comment. “Yeah, I guess so.” A pleased smile forms on his lips when he hears her beautiful laugh.
“Now, let's go, so we don’t lose them! Plus, you know the rule. The last one at the farm cleans the stables.” Timo wiggles his brows, but y/n just chuckles and shakes her head.
“I’d rather clean the stables than injure myself again. The nose is enough,” she chuckles, pointing at her purple nose. It has been a week since the accident, and the nose is healing well. Even though she did somehow fix it in the bathroom with Timo’s help, they had to go to the hospital to get it properly done, since there was way too much blood.
“Well, in that case we will be both late.” he winks at y/n, making her blush.
Twenty minutes later, they reach the farm, with none of their friends in sight and their horses already in stables.
Jumping from Flash, Timo ties him to the fence and makes his way to y/n. She is already sitting sideways on Silver, ready to jump down, when she feels hands grip her curvy hips. Her eyes meet Timo’s blue ones, and they stay like that for a few seconds before Timo whispers, “Ready to jump, blondie?” cocking his head to the side, he waits for y/n to respond.
When she finally nods, his grip tightens even more, and he almost lifts her from the horse without any grunt or shake in his hands.
Y/n knows she isn’t a small woman. She’s more on the bigger side. Her hips are wide, her breasts heavy, and her stomach is round, it makes three rolls form when she sits down.
So seeing Timo lift her up from the horse with such ease leaves her speechless and in awe.
“You good, blondie?” Timo says softly, his hands still on her hips, holding her steady, as her hands land on his biceps to steady herself when her feet touch the ground. And let’s just say that she might as well be holding onto two rocks instead of biceps. Her eyes drift down to where she is holding them, just to make sure she is touching them and it’s not her imagination.
“Y-yeah, thanks,” she stammers, moving away from him when she realizes she is still touching him. Timo frowns when he loses the ability to hold her, but he quickly covers it so y/n doesn’t notice. “I-I better go start with the stables. You can leave Flash here. I’ll put him in when I clean his stable,” y/n adds quickly.
“Hey, blondie, I told you I’d do it with you, didn’t I?” Timo cocks his head with a smirk on his lips as he grabs her hand and almost drags her inside the stables.
June 22nd – fourth week of summer
Sitting by the bonfire, y/n’s eyes are focused on the bright orange fire in front of her, while the others chat and laugh. Nico and Kevin invited some of their friends from the town, so it’s a bit crowded here, which doesn’t make y/n really comfortable.
She likes her small group of friends just fine, so being surrounded by almost fifteen people is something she’s not used to.
A large hand on her shoulder startles he, making her almost jump in her seat. “Hey, sorry, just me,” Timo apologizes, squeezing her shoulder softly, before he takes a seat right next to her on the bench, making their thighs touch. “I bought you something to drink and eat,” he says, handing her the can of Coke and a plate full of freshly made hash browns.
“Thank you,” y/n almost groans when the smell of the food hits her nose. Not thinking, she leans towards Timo and presses a quick kiss to his cheeks as her thank you. Both of them freeze when they realize what happened, and before y/n can apologize, Timo takes one hash brown in his hand and puts it in her open mouth.
“Eat, you haven’t had anything since lunch,” he grins at her, nudging her shoulder, earning a nudge back from her. “Why here all alone?” he asks after a moment of silence.
Y/n shrugs, looking at him with a tired look. It was a long day today. The five of them had been in the field all day, repairing fences, counting the cattle and making sure everything was okay.
“Got it,” he chuckles, looking around the garden and watching the people dance, laugh and shout. “Too many people.”
“Yeah, exactly.” y/n smiles softly, looking at the bonfire. “But it’s quieter here by the fire. So that’s why I’m here,” as soon as she says those words, they are surrounded by all the people here.
“Time for gaaameees!” Sophia yells, sitting down at one of the benches next to Nico, who is now chugging the last few sips of his beer for a truth or dare.
Cheering, everyone gathers around the bonfire, breaking the quiet bubble Timo and y/n were in. A tired sigh leaves y/n’s lips as she rests her head on Timo’s shoulder, closing her eyes for a moment to regain some energy to be friendly.
“You know you don’t have to play, blondie,” Timo says in her ear, loud enough for only her to hear, as he wraps his arm around her shoulders to bring her closer to him.
Timo has known y/n his whole life. She was always Sophia’s best friend to him, until a few years ago, when y/n broke up with her cheating mess, and he saw her break down.
That was when he realized she was never just his little sister’s best friend. She was always a lot more to him. So having her in his arms feels like heaven.
“It’s okay.” She looks up at him, giving him a soft smile.
“Everyone ready?” Nico shouts, waving the bottle in the air to get everyone's attention. Shouting fills y/n’s ears as all the people wait for Nico to turn the bottle.
The first victim of the game is a red-haired girl, who is sitting a few seats from y/n and Timo. She is wearing really short denim shorts, a tight tank top and a cowboy hat on her head. Her boobs are dangerously spilling out of her top, making y/n wince with every move the girl makes, afraid she will see more than she wants to.
“Truth or dare?” Nico asks, watching the girl as she thinks about her answer, while he wraps his hand around Sophia's shoulder. It’s this unwritten rule that Timo, Nico and Kevin have about y/n and Sophia. Whenever they are in a large group of people, they always have to keep them closet doesn’t matter who is with whom, they can’t leave y/n and Soph alone.
“Dare,” the girl says, earning cheers from the people around.
“Not holding back, I see,” Nico chuckles, buying some time to come up with a dare to start this game off with. “Okay, I dare you to French kiss anybody…” he starts, looking around the crowd of people. “Except me, Timo and Kevin,” he smirks when the girls' smirk disappears.
He knew she would go after either of them, but Kevin has a girlfriend who is out of town this week. He is with Soph, and Timo is too dumb to realize he has feelings for y/n and that he has to save his sorry ass from blowing up his chances with her.
“Nice save,” Timo mumbles, giving Nico a quick nod when he looks his way. He is really not in the mood to kiss anyone, especially with some random girl.
“Why?” y/n asks, startling Timo because he had no idea she could hear him.
“Not in the mood to make out with a random girl,” he explains, giving he a soft smile, hoping she understands it.
The night goes on and so does the game. People are shouting, clapping and laughing at all the truths and dares. By some miracle, the bottle didn’t land on either Timo or y/n, up until now.
“Truth or dare,” the red-haired girl, whose name they learned is Angela, asks, a smirk lying comfortably on her lips as she looks deep into y/n’s eyes.
Y/n doesn’t even think about it. She never picks up the dare. “Truth.” A disappointed sigh leaves Angela’s throat before a smirk appears yet again when a question pops into her head. “Okay,” she starts, looking around the bonfire at all the curious looks. “Did you ever think about visiting the gym? You know, to lose some weight and all the fat?”
As soon as those words leave Angela’s lips, everyone looks at her with shock, because they were not expecting this question.
No one dares to speak as they wait for y/n’s reaction, who is still sitting next to Timo, only this time, her whole body is frozen with shock, disappointment, and self-consciousness.
“Excuse me?” y/n says after a beat of silence, her eyes boring into Angela’s.
“Oh, you heard me,” Angela chuckles, looking around in the hope someone is going to back her up, but everyone is quiet.
“Hasn’t someone ever taught you about not picking up on someone's weight? You have no idea what they are going through physically or emotionally. And to answer your question, I train four times a week, but I have a condition with which is hard for me to lose weight. So maybe next time think about what you say out loud,” y/n says, standing up from the bench and leaving for her room in the main house.
Angela scoffs, turning around to see if people have the same reaction as her, but when all she sees is disappointment, confusion takes over her features. Before she can say anything, Timo steps in front of her with a furious look.
“You should be really ashamed of yourself, girl. Insulting someone just because they are bigger says a lot about your personality and shows how insecure you are about yourself,” Timo says, taking a few steps back from her. “You are no longer welcome on my ranch. Leave, now. And for the rest of you,” he looks around the bonfire at the rest of the people before he continues. “Party is over. I want all of you out of my property in five minutes,” he says louder in a firm voice, before he makes his way inside to check on y/n and make sure she didn’t take anything personally.
Stopping in front of her door, he doesn’t bother knocking. Timo opens the door, his eyes immediately searching for y/n, whom he finds in a second, because she is lying in her bed, her body shaking from her cries.
Timo doesn’t waste any time. He walks over to her, sits down on the bed and pulls her onto his lap, so she is straddling him.
“Look at me, blondie,” Timo says in a firm voice, his left hand staying on her waist while he cups her throat with his right, forcing her to look at him. “Listen to me carefully, blondie,” he starts, his voice low as he speaks. “The things she said, about you having to lose weight…” he shakes his head, a dark look flashing through his features for a second. “You don’t need that. You are a gorgeous woman. I love your curves, and every man will agree with me that you look like a wet dream. So what, that you have a little bit of meat on you? At least there is more to love.” he smirks at her, his left hand caressing her hip, while his right squeezes her throat a little bit to see if she’s listening to him.
The soft whimper and grind of her hips tell him she is, and he smirks to himself. Inching his face closer to hers, he whispers against her lips. “You are my wet dream, blondie.”
“I am?” y/n chokes out, surprised by the words Timo just said.
Timo chuckles softly before he thrusts his hips against hers, hoping she will feel what she’s doing to him. “Do you need more proof, blondie?”
Y/n opens her mouth to say something, but nothing comes out when she feels his hard cock, straining against his jeans, twitch when she moves her hips.
“Don’t start something, you won’t be able to finish, y/n,” Timo whispers, his lips grazing hers as he does so. “I am not a nice guy in bed, blondie.”
“Sorry,” y/n mumbles, getting off of Timo, who catches her wrist before she can get far away from him.
“I want you, y/n, a fucking lot. But I won’t do something with you when you are in this state, blondie. So lie down, go get some sleep. We will talk tomorrow,” he says quietly, pressing a soft kiss against her forehead, before he lets go of her hand and leaves her room.
January 29th – fifth week of summer
Week passed since the bonfire, and Timo and y/n became closer than before. They didn’t talk about what happened in her room, but they could feel the tension and all the feelings between them.
Currently, they are sitting on the porch swing, enjoying the sun setting behind the Alps, creating an orange haze over them. Y/n’s head is resting against Timo’s shoulder, her legs are lying across his while his hand is resting on them, drawing small patterns.
It’s Wednesday, so Nico, Sophia and Kevin are down in the local bar, attending the line dance, so Timo and y/n have the farm to themselves. Especially the main house.
“You know, I mean what I said last week.” Timo breaks the silence, earning y/n attention, as she shifts her focus to Timo’s chiselled side profile. “That I want you, and you’re my wet dream,” he clarifies, not knowing if y/n gets what he’s talking about, but she knows.
She has those words in her mind the whole week. Especially the feeling of his hard length against her wet pussy. “I know,” she whispers, her hand moving up to cup his cheek. “You’re my wet dream too, Timo.”
Timo looks down at her, leaning his cheek to her touch. There is a moment of silence between them, their eyes searching each other’s before Timo can’t hold himself anymore, and he presses his lips hungrily against y/n’s full ones. Moaning into the kiss, y/n grabs hold of Timo’s face, pulling him down to her.
Timo doesn’t hesitate. His hands grab her hips, helping her to straddle him, before he stands up, making his way inside the house. He has been dreaming about this moment for a long time now, and he doesn’t want their first to be outside on a porch swing. He wants y/n in his bed, on all back, so he can watch her full tits move with every thrust he makes into her pussy.
“Timo,” y/n moans into the kiss when her pussy grinds against Timo’s already hard cock, as he walks them upstairs to his bedroom, which is only three doors away from y/n’s. “I need you,” she mumbles, as her lips nibble on the skin right behind his ear.
“Fuck, blondie,” he groans, squeezing her ass harshly, earning another moan from her. “Keep teasing, and I’ll fuck your cunt so hard you will feel me inside for days,” Timo growls in y/n’s ear. A shiver runs down her spine at the words. She knows she should be scared, or at least concerned, but the pool between her legs says otherwise.
“I want you to ruin me, Timo,” y/n whispers as Timo walks into his room. Closing the door with his foot, he throws y/n on his bed, enjoying the view.
Her on his bed, on her back, hair scattered over the sheets, her full boobs jiggling from the fall, breath uneven and quick from the adrenaline. She looks like the perfect prey for the monster he’s hiding inside of him.
“I won’t be gentle, y/n,” He says. Bending down, he grabs her ankles, and with one swift move, he scoots y/n to the edge of the bed, bending her knees and pulling them apart to have a good look at her.
She’s wearing a summer dress that is now rolled up at her hips, showing off her lace-covered pussy. A growl leaves his throat at the sight, and y/n’s eyes grow with anticipation.
“You are hot, blondie.” Timo mumbles, faintly trailing his fingers up y/n’s shin while his other hand squeezes his cock through the jeans. “Undress for me, baby,” he orders, stepping away from the bed to give y/n some space and also to himself. “I want you naked on my bed.”
“Then undress for me too, Timo,” y/n whispers, a smirk finding its place on her lips, as she grabs the hem of her dress and pulls it over her head, leaving her in her lingerie and cowboy boots.
Cursing under his nose, Timo takes off his shirt, his hands moving down to unzip his jeans and undo the button. Before he can take them down, y/n is kneeling in front of him, her eyes wide as her hands take hold of the hem of his jeans.
Before she can pull them down, Timo shakes his head, grabbing her hand. “What are you doing, blondie?” he asks, helping her to her feet. “This isn’t about me, baby. This is about you. I want you to feel good. And when you feel good, I feel good.” He says against her lips, slowly walking her back to the door.
“But I wanted-” Timo stops her by pressing his lips to hers in a hungry, yet gentle kiss.
“Later, blondie, now I want you naked on my bed, your legs open wide, so I can take your pussy.” he whispers into the kiss, showing her down on the bed. Y/n obeys, bending her knees and opening her legs wide open, she keeps her eyes on Timo, waiting for his next move.
A mischievous grin finds its place on his lips as he lowers himself down on his knees. He wraps his hands around her thighs, and with one quick jerk, he pulls her down to him, so his face is right in front of y/n’s still covered pussy.
Holding y/n’s gaze, Timo leans down, pressing his nose against her clitoris. Taking in a deep breath, he groans at the scent of her juices filling his nose. Timo doesn’t waste any time. His fingers tug her panties to the side, as he latches his mouth on her pussy lips, sucking hard on them, drawing a loud moan from y/n.
Y/n’s hands shoot up, sliding into Timo’s hair, and tugging harshly when he bites on y/n’s clitoris, then softly licking it as an apology. Sliding his tongue down her slit, Timo sticks his tongue inside her pussy, sucking and licking, drawing more sweet moans from her throat.
“Fuck,” Timo groans, pulling away from her pussy, to take in a deep breath. Y/n raises her head to look down at his eyes. “You taste like heaven, blondie.” Timo grins, pulling away from her. He climbs up her body, leaning down to press his lips against hers to let her taste herself.
“Timo,” y/n whines into the kiss, wiggling under the weight of his body. “I need you.” She slides her hands from his hair down his back, her nails scratching his skin, urging him to do something.
Timo grins, pulling away from her. He slides his hands under her back, unhooking her bra and freeing her heavy breasts. A ragged breath leaves his mouth when his eyes watch y/n’s breasts jiggle. Moving down, he slides her panties down before he gets off the bed, and slides down his own boxers.
A soft gasp leaves y/n’s lips when she catches sight of Timo’s erected cock. “You’re big, Timo,” she whispers, looking at him with wide eyes.
“You can take me, blondie, now lie down, and get comfy, because I won’t hold back.”
And y/n does as she’s told. She scoots back, lying down on the bed, opening her legs yet again. Timo walks over to her, climbs up the bed, and hovers over her.
“I’m on the pill,” y/n blurts out, her legs tightening around his waist.
“I know, blondie,” he grins at her, leaning down and pressing a kiss to her lips. “Now, take a deep breath because I’m not holding back with you.”
Before y/n can say anything, Timo spits down on his cock, stroking it a few times, before he presses his tip against her entrance. With a last look at y/n’s face, Timo thrusts inside y/n, not leaving an inch of his cock outside.
Both of them groan loudly, and y/n wraps her hands around his neck, bringing him down so she can cling onto him, while he fucks her.
“You’re so tight and wet, blondie,” he groans right next to her ear, pressing a kiss there, as he starts moving his hips in hard thrusts, causing the bed frame to hit the wall behind it with a bit of force.
“Timo,” y/n repeats his name with every thrust. “Fuck, harder,” she moans, feeling her walls tighten around his cock. And Timo can feel it too. He slows down his thrusts and gives more on the intensity, feeling his balls slap against her ass with every thrust he makes.
“So warm, baby.” Timo groans. Cupping y/n’s cheeks, he pulls her in a heated kiss, quickening his already hard thrusts, as he chases his and y/n’s orgasm when he starts to feel her pussy pulsating around his cock even more
“I’m gonna cum,” y/n moans weakly, her limbs squeezing Timo’s body closer to her even more than he’s now.
“Milk my cock, blondie.” Timo rasps out, sliding one of his hands between their bodies. He finds y/’s clit, circling it roughly, while he keeps the intensity of his thrusts, chasing their releases.
“I…” y/n moans when his cock hits the right spot deep inside her. “I’m coming,” she shrieks out, her legs shaking around his waist.
The feeling of y/’s pulsing pussy, the hard thrusts, and the warmth bring Timo over his own edge. His thrusts stop, his balls tighten as he fills y/n’s pussy, with his warm sticky cum.
Collapsing down on top of y/n, he lets out ragged breath. This was by far the best sex he had in a while, and it was with a woman he had a huge crush on for years.
“That was…” y/n whispers after a moment of silence, that is filled with their ragged breaths.
“Amazing.” Timo finishes, nodding his head against y/n’s tits, which he uses as a pillow.
“Yeah.” y/n agrees, her hands wrapping around Timo’s body, her fingers caressing his hot, sweaty skin.
Minutes later, Timo carefully slides out of y/n walks into his bathroom, where he wets a cloth with warm water to clean y/n’s off of his sperm, which is now leaking down her pussy.
“Is this just a one-time thing?” y/n asks when they are both lying in bed under duvets, her head resting against his pecs.
Timo stifles under her, because he really did not expect this question. He thought he made himself clear with the fact that he wants y/n. “Is it for you?” he asks carefully. Even though he likes y/n, he would never force her into something she’s not comfortable with.
“No,” y/n shakes her head, looking up at him with hope in her big eyes.
A relieved smile forms on Timo’s lips. Leaning down, he kisses her swollen lips softly before he speaks. “Good, because for me, this is the beginning of us.”
