Arber Xhekaj - Heās an ass man. For sure. Ass and thighs, heās so big and strong I just know heād love to pick you up and have your legs wrap around his hips while he unashamedly squeezes your cheeks, because likeā¦ thatās his ass. Heās holding his hand on your bum unashamedly in public just to signal to any onlookers that you (and your bum) are very much spoken for. Heās def slapping, squeezing, grabbing it whenever youāre wearing any form of tight pants or shorts. Loves doggy solely because heās fucking obsessed with watching your bum bounce because heās a little freak. He also has definitely bitten your butt cheek
Juraj Slafkovsky - this oneās hardā¦ but Iām also leaning towards ass. Mostly because I could see him heavily enjoying it as a pillow. Like- youāre laying on your stomach on the bed, and he curls up behind you planting his face right on your bum and whining when you move, literally like a cat. He also likes to get a hold of it when he has his arm around your waist in public. Easy to quickly squeeze. Heās the type guy to let out a comedically obnoxious whistle when you turn around when wearing anything that even slightly shows the shape of your bum just to see your cheeks go pink as you whip around to glare at him. That being saidā¦ he also loves your tits and will not complain if he gets to use them as a pillow as well.
Nick Suzuki - personality. Jk jk, but if you ever asked him, he would 1000% give you that answer. Tbh I see him as a tits man but he probably likes thighs too. Both are good to lay on after a long exhausting day taking care of his children on the ice (itās slaf. Slafs the child) he loves to pepper your chest in kisses, working from your neck down to your boobs, grinning like an idiot the moment he makes you twitch. And when heās done, thereās nothing he loves more than lying against your soft, warm body.
Jakub Dobes - this oneās hard. But Iām leaning towards tits. Heās got big hands. Perfect for taking one in each hand no matter if youāre an A cup or a double D. Thatās another thing is he does not discriminate boob size. All boobs are good boobs. Youāre insecure about your flat chest? Well he tells you āitās easier to hold.ā Youāre insecure about your big chest? āThereās more to loveā one thing thatās for sure is no matter what body part weāre talking about this man will NEVER let you think youāre anything but beautiful and perfect. So yes- I say titsā¦ but heās known to enjoy the rest of you just as much. Heās the kind of guy to kiss from head to toe, spending extra time on your breasts, tummy, and inner thighs just because heās a little shit.
Cole Caufield - tits. He thinks the funniest shit is squeezing them like the āhonk honkā motion Yknow? Like heād do it in the middle of sex leaving you unimpressed and him in a fit of giggles. But in all seriousness, he loves having em in his mouth. Loves your low cut tops, push up bras, all of it. Heās also the type to use them as his personal stress relief, burying his face between your tits after the end of a long day.
Kaiden Guhle - ass. Now my logic is because heās Albertan country boy coded and therefore heād go fucking insane when you wear a pair of boot cut jeans that hug your ass just right. Idk I just feel this in my bones. Similar to Arber- heās def a fan of scooping you up, hands holding your bum as he gives a cheeky squeeze. Heās a big big fan of pretty underwear too and doesnāt know how to function when you drop your pants to reveal yet another lacy get up that frames your cheeks in the most perfect way making them look exactly like his next meal.
Zack Bolduc - hmmmā¦ I think tits. But this one really stumped me. At the end of the day I can see him being very into burying his face between your boobs as the ultimate form of stress relief (and foreplay, depends on his mood) you discovered at some point that when heās irritating you (aka rage bating you or starting petty arguments) you can get him to shut up pretty damn quickly by flashing him. He now goes out of his way to irritate youā¦
Alex Newhook - neither! Heās a thighs man. And passionate about it. Sure he loves your boobs and butt, but heās obsessed with your legs. He doesnāt just like gripping, squeezing, and slapping your thighs.. but he enjoys being suffocated between them whenever he gets the opportunity. (Heās an eater because I said so) heās left way too many hickeys on your thighs rendering you unable to wear shorts for long stretches of time leaving him to giggle like an idiot at the sight of your bruised legs as a result of his insatiable appetite.
Kirby Dach - manās loves that booty. Just a gut feeling. He gets very excited for swimwear season just so he can watch you suntan on your stomach, ass hanging out of whatever little bikini bottom youāre sporting. Even better when he gets to watch you play spike ball or volleyball in the sand, because heās a pervert and he WILL be peeking over his sunglasses to see the jiggle. Heās a freak and a perv (consensually. Because heās your bf and you love him)
Josh Anderson - ass, because heās a big strong man who just gives the vibe of enjoying manhandling you which often results on you being ass up for his personal enjoyment. I have a bit of a theme with the ass men enjoying man handling lol more specifically than your ass though, heās the type of guy to be very fond of your spineā¦ kissing down it, pausing right below the curve of your ass, being sweet before he fucks you silly.
Alexandre Carrier - he too would claim āpersonalityā like Nick. But he loves your boobs. Real big sucker for lacy push up bras. His eyes absolutely light up when he comes home from a hard night to discover youāre waiting back home, lounging around in sweatpants and a bra, oh so domestic and ācasualā as if you didnāt specifically hand pick the bra you were wearing. Donāt even get me started on how he feels about you in pretty low cut evening gowns.
Jacob Fowler - ass, and heās always looking for a chance to bury his face into it. Heās a big fan of sleep shorts that make your bum look extra plush and squishable. Heāll go in for a hug after a long roadie and his hands will without fail snake downā¦ aaaannnddd the hug will become a lot more than a hug
Honourable mention: Martin St Louis - ok hear me out. Your legs. You love his and he loves yours. Sexy leg power couple. But if I have to choose, ass. He too would pull the casual āhand on the ass cheekā placement when in public and truly doesnāt give a fuck if anyone- media, his players, whom ever notices.
warnings - 18+, unprotected sex, multiple creampies, Newy just being needy <3
I wrote this after game 7 against buffalo.. horny thoughts went crazy
Overtime. Game 7. 2-2.
You're on the couch and you can't breathe. Like actually can't breathe. Alex gets the puck at center ice and your heart just stops.
He's flying. Weaving through Buffalo's defense and fuck, you can see it. The way he's moving. He's gonna shoot.
The goalie's set. Everyone's frozen.
Alex shoots.
Time gets weird. The puck's spinning and you're holding your breath and then
Net. Light. Horn.
The place goes fucking insane.
Alex rips his helmet off and screams. You're screaming too, jumping off the couch. His teammates are all over him, dog pile on the ice, and the announcer's losing it. "ALEX NEWHOOK! MONTREAL WINS GAME 7ā The camera zooms on his face. He's sweaty, hair stuck to his forehead and his eyes. Jesus. That look.
Something in your stomach clenches hard. You squeeze your thighs together.
Fuck. He's gonna be insane tonight.
2 AM. You hear his key in the lock.
You've been up. Couldn't sleep if you tried. You showered like an hour ago, threw on his Canadiens jersey. Nothing else. TV's still on his goal playing over and over. His interview where his voice was all rough and he kept looking at the camera like he was looking for you.
The door opens.
He's still in his suit. Tie loose, shirt unbuttoned at the top. Hair damp and there's this energy coming off him. Wild. Barely contained.
Then he sees you and his eyes go dark.
"You waited up." Voice already wrecked.
"Yeah." You stand. His eyes drag down your body and stop. "You were amazing."
He crosses the room fast. Three steps and his hands are on you, pulling you against him. He's already hard. You can feel it through his pants and he's shaking.
"I need you." He's breathing against your ear. "Fuck, I need you so bad. Been thinking about you the whole fucking game. Every shift. I couldn't focus. Just wanted to get home"
"Alex." Your hands slide up his chest. His heart's hammering. "I'm here."
He kisses you hard. Messy. All tongue and teeth. His hands slide under the jersey and he gasps against your mouth. Whole body shudders.
"Nothing-" He can barely talk. "God, baby, nothing underneath? You're gonna fucking kill me"
"I want you," you tell him.
His knees actually buckle. Just a little. But you feel it.
"Please." Forehead pressed to yours. Hips grinding. "Please, I needā¦I need to be inside you. Need to feel you. Fill you up. I can'tācan't waitā"
You've never seen him like this. So desperate.
"Bedroom," you start to say but he's already lifting you. Your legs wrap around him and he stumbles. Actually trips over his own feet. Too worked up to walk straight. You can feel him hard against you through his pants.
"Can't." He presses you against the wall in the hallway. "Need you now. Right now."
His hands are shaking. Fumbling with his belt. Breathing hard, these short desperate gasps. You try to help and your fingers tangle with his. Both of you are clumsy and frantic. When he finally gets his cock out thick and hard and already wet at the tip he lines up right there.
"No condom." He's looking at you wild eyed. "Please, baby, I need to feel you. All of you. Need to fill you up. Please, please say yes"
"Yes alexā
He pushes in before you finish saying it.
Fuck. The stretch. It'sā¦.god. Intense. He's not gentle. Can't be. Too desperate. Bottoms out in one thrust and freezes. Trembling all over. This broken sound falls out of his mouth.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck." Face buried in your neck. "So good. So tight. Wet. I can feel everything. I feel you squeezing me. I'm notāI can'tā"
He starts moving. Fast. Desperate. Hips snapping forward hard and the angle's so deep. You can feel every inch. Every ridge. The heat of him bare inside you.
"Need to fill you." Voice breaking. "Come inside you. Fill you so deep. Been thinking about it all night. Please, please"
"Yes." Your nails dig into his shoulders. "Give me everything"
He whimpers. Rhythm gets sloppy. "Its too good. gonna come already. Can't help it. Need toā"
"Do it." You clench around him.Ā
That's it. One more deep thrust and he stills. Cock pulsing as he comes with this broken cry. You can feel it. The warmth. The way he throbs. It sets you off too and you clench around him, milking him.
"Fuck, yes." He's grinding deeper while he comes. "Take it. All of it. Want you full."
He stays inside while you both try to breathe. Still shaking. He's still hard somehow.
"Bedroom." He finally manages. "Needā¦need you in bed. Need to do this right. Fill you again."
"Again?" But you can feel him getting harder.
"Again and again." He's carrying you this time. He doesnāt pull out. "Gonna fill you all night. Im gonna make sure you're dripping."
He lays you on the bed. Pulls out. You both watch his cum start to leak out. His eyes go almost feral.
"Fuck, look at that." Fingers immediately push it back in. "Look how full you are. Not enough though. Need to give you more."
He's fully hard again. Gets between your thighs, looking down at you with those desperate eyes.
"Can I?" Already nudging at your entrance. "Please baby? Need to be inside you. Need to fill you more. I can't think straight"
"Yes." You spread wider. "Take what you need"
He pushes in smoothly this time. You both gasp. You're so wet now.. your arousal and his cumā¦he just slides in.
"Oh god." Starts moving right away. "So wet. Messy. Can feel myself inside you. I can feel how full you are. gonna make you fuller."
Slower this time. More deliberate. But just as desperate. Each thrust deep and grinding against that spot that makes you see white.
"So deep," you gasp. Hands gripping his arms.
"Need to be deeper." Hooks your legs over his shoulders. Changes the angle. "Need to be so deep. Fill the deepest parts. Need you to feel me for days."
The new angle has him impossibly deep and you cry out. Back arching.
"That's it baby. Eyes locked where you're joined. "Take me deeper. Let me fill you. You're so fucking perfect. Made to take me. Made to be filled by me."
His dirty talk is making you insane. Another orgasm building already.
"Touch yourself." Voice rough. "Wanna feel you come on my cock while I fill you"
Your hand slides between you and finds your clit. The extra sensation makes you clench and he whimpers. Hips stutter.
"Like that." Voice breaking. "Gonna come. Gonna fill you. Can't stop. Need to give you everything"
"Alex." Fingers moving faster. "I'm close."
"Me too." Gasping. "Come with me. Please. Need to feel you come while I'm- need it so bad, please-"
His begging does it. Your orgasm hits hard. Whole body shaking. You feel him thrust deep and still, cock pulsing as he fills you again.
"Yes, fuck, yes." Grinding deep. "Can you feel it? How much I needed this?"
You can only nod. Can't talk. Still shaking.
He collapses next to you. Pulls you against him right away. Hand sliding down to your lower belly. Possessive.
"Can feel it." Almost reverent. "I can feel how full you are"
You turn to look at him. His eyes are soft now. Satisfied. For now anyway.
"Best night of my life." His voice was quiet. He kisses your forehead. "The goal, the win, coming home to you, filling you... all of it."
You smile. Heart swelling. "Eastern Conference Finals, baby. You're going all the way."
He grins. That cocky look coming back. "Damn right." Hand slides lower, between your thighs. Feeling the mess. "But first I need to celebrate more. Think you can take another round?"
You feel him getting hard against your hip already. You laugh breathlessly. "You're needy."
"Only for you." Rolling on top of you again. Settling between your thighs. "Only you and I'm not done yet. Not even close."
He pushes inside again. You both moan. Oversensitive. So wet and messy but he fits perfectly.
"Gonna keep you in bed all night." He starts a slow rhythm. "Till you can't walk tomorrow. Till everyone knows you're mine."
And he does. Again and again. Sometimes fast and desperate. Sometimes slow and deep. But always that same intensity.Ā
By the time the sun comes up you're exhausted but satisfiedĀ Alex is finally sated, curled around you.Ā
"Love you." his voice sleepy
"Love you too." you're already drifting off.
As you fall asleep you can't help thinking..if this is how he celebrates a Game 7 win, you can't wait to see what happens if they win the Conference Finals.
