You’re full. So very full. Not in the way that one would imagine, no, you’re not full in regards to ingesting food. You're full because of Colton. More specifically, Colton’s big, girthy cock that is currently thrusting in and out of you at a hard and fast pace. His tip reaches your g-spot at every thrust and each time he touches your special spot with his dick, your back arches, your body shudders in pleasure, and your eyes flutter shut despite Colton’s pleas for you to keep them open. Sweat rolls down your neck, down to your chest, ultimately ending up at your navel before being licked up by Colton. He leaves hickeys in his wake as he travels back up, nearing your face, but continuing his hard and fast thrusts.
His face hovers above yours, the tips of his shaggy, sweat-soaked hair brushes your face as he lowers his lips to yours, lightly kissing your nose and cheeks as he absolutely ruins you down below. Your inner thighs are bitten and bruised from his earlier scavenges, his “appetizer” before the meal. The sound of your moans and his groans fill the room along with the sound of your headboard banging against the wall, sorry neighbors. “Love, shit, love you’re so fucking tight, I- oh my god I can’t. Baby, you close?” You moan in response, senses overloaded by the overwhelming amount of pleasure.
Colton’s hand grips your chin, your eyes open quickly, “Words, love, I need words.” You start to speak but cut yourself off with a loud cry as Colton hits a particularly sensitive spot inside you. “God Colt, I’m close, oh baby I’m so close.” Colton quickens his pace, his cock stretching your walls in a way that is so delightful you can’t help but scream every time he pushes in oh so deep. His fingers trial down your body in a slow and gentle manner, dipping in between your folds, scooping up your wetness and using it as lubricant when he starts rubbing circles on your clit.
“Colton!” You screech! Your mouth falls open into an open ‘O’, your eyes screw shut, tension over taking your features as you start to feel your orgasm overtake your body. You moan loudly, your peak causes your toes to curl, your body to shake, and your hands to grip Colton’s biceps, leaving behind little crescent marks in your wake. Colton’s head drops to the nape of your neck as he releases his cum into you. His teeth bite into your neck as his hips stutter and slow. His breath is hot against you as he lets out a breathy laugh, something he always does after you have sex. He pulls out of you, causing the both of you to groan, he reaches down and pulls the condom off before tying it and tossing it in the general direction of the trash.
His body drops down on top of yours, his arms wrap around your warm, slick skin before he rolls you both over. Your head rests on his chest, his heart beats erratically in his chest. Colton’s arms are tight around your body, keeping you atop of him, he presses a kiss to the top of your head, a silent reminder of his love for you. The room is now quiet, no more headboard banging against the wall, no more moans, groans, and whimpers, no more obscenities being spoken. All that remains now is the aftermath of your sexual escapades, the smell of it hangs in the air. You shift atop of Colton, brushing his semi-hard dick enticing a whimper from him.
greene, dach, and bedsy all calling each other bitchless on their olympic break vacation because pretty much everyone else on the team is spending the break with their WAGs lmaoo
Me: had a terrible headache and hurts to have my eyes open. I just want to lay in the dark.
Also me: maybe I’m pregnant
Ugh symptom spotting is the worst. I’m 9dpo and have even had a desire to test. But today I broke down and bought some tests online. They should be here Wednesday, I’ll be 11dpo by then and if I have a small amount of self control (I do not) the maybe I can hold off until testing the following morning which will make me 12dpo. Probably the longest I’ve ever made it without testing.
request -> if you write smut, could we get dach fucking his gf while she wears his jersey after a win?
TW -> smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it)
(ps. I have never written smut before so sorry if this sucks)
Colton Dach Masterlist
Colton has never believed in angels, he never had a reason too, but that all changed when you walked into your shared apartment wearing his jersey. It hangs off your frame in a way that shows just how big Colton is compared to you, something that makes his brain short circuit. Colton can feel his heart start to race and his palms become sweaty, his adrenaline is already high from the team's win earlier in the night. Usually after a win Colton goes out with the guys and celebrates into the night, especially after a win like this, but this night is different. It’s different because he saw you, he saw you wearing his jersey with his name on your back and now all he can think about is you.
The moment you walk through the threshold Colton pounces. Like he literally jumps up from the couch, crosses the room in quick strides and takes your face in his hands and kisses the hell out of you. Your lips lock into a fiery kiss, your teeth keep bumping into one another but that doesn’t slow Colton down. He trails kisses to your jaw, sucking and licking the spot right below your ear. You moan loudly, your knees become weak, and all you can hear, think, smell, taste and feel is Colton. He moves from your jaw to your neck, leaving plenty of lovebites in his wake, he nips and bites which bring his favorite sound out of you; your gasp. He trails his hands down from your face to your hips, pushing you up against the wall and bringing his hips right against yours. You moan in response and grab Colton’s hand to put on your ass which he immediately squeezes.
Colton taps the side of your thigh twice and grunts “jump” into your ear, he catches you with ease and brings his lips back to your mouth. You bite Colton’s lip which brings out a groan that vibrates his body and yours. You release Colton’s lip and instead bring your lips down to his neck and shoulder, you nibble and lick and quite frankly ravish his neck. Colton shifts you in his arms and brings you away from the wall and down the hallway to the bedroom. He kicks the bedroom door shut once he walks the both of you inside and lays you down on the end of the bed. He unwraps your legs from around his back and pushes them wide so he can slip in between them. He sets his hand on your tights-covered knees and trails them up your thighs to your black mini-skirt, which he promptly yanks down once he reaches the waistband. He throws them somewhere behind him and focuses on rolling your tights down your legs, as well as, kissing down your legs.
You lay on your back and watch Colton as he gets to your ankles, pressing a kiss to each of your ankles before holding your foot and delicately pulling off the tights. Once they’re off his eyes flash to you and a big devilish grin takes over his face. He starts trailing kisses back up your leg, lightly nibbling and licking as he goes, and ducks his head under your (his) jersey. His kisses abruptly stop and he slowly brings his head out from under the jersey. He catches your eye and crawls on top of you, lowering himself just enough so you’re chest-to-chest but not enough so it would crush you. “Where are your panties?” You start laughing caught off guard from the question, “I didn’t wear any today,” you say through giggles. Colton smiles and kisses you tenderly before diving back down under your jersey again, time kissing your upper thighs and finally the place you want him most.
His tongue flattens against your core and laps at your juices, he flicks your clit with his tongue before giving it a tiny bite. You feel your high start to take over your body as Colton goes to town on your pussy, kissing, biting, and eating you out like a man starved. You let out a loud moan as your high rushes over you, your cum leaks out of you which Colton happily licks it up. You’re trying to catch your breath as Colt pops his head back out from under the jersey, your juices covering his mouth and chin. He leans back up to kiss you and you can taste yourself in the kiss. You cup Colton’s face in your hands, you drag him back with you as you scoot to the top of the bed. You start kissing down Colton’s jawline and neck, stopping at a few spots to suck and nibble at. Colton fumbles around, trying to get his pants off which you have to help him with, pushing them down his strong, muscular legs. Next you tug on his shirt, urging him to take it off. He throws both items behind him and reclaims your mouth in a fiery, passionate kiss, mumbling ‘I love you’ in between kisses.
You reach to the hem of the jersey ready to pull it off when a hand reaches out to stop you, “Keep the jersey on.” You look into Colton’s lust-filled eyes and begin to put together just how much this is turning him on. You smirk and nod your head before trailing your hand down his abdomen, down his v-line and right to where his thick, aching cock is. You rub him through his boxers causing Colton to shudder in response, “Stop, baby please, I won’t be able to hold it.” You chuckle slightly and whisper ‘good’ in Colton’s ear before lightly biting and sucking on his lobe. You yank Colton’s boxers down and grab ahold of his cock, dragging your hand up and down his length, aligning it with your dripping core. Colton’s breathing quickens as he leans forward to press a kiss to your lips, then nose, then finally a long, sweet kiss to your forehead. “You ready?” You nod in response, pushing your hips closer to his tip but Colton stops you, “I need words baby. Nothing is happening until you tell me with words.” You whimper in response to words, as weakly say “Yes! Please Colt, I need you.” He smiles and gives your forehead one last kiss before lying you down and pushing into you.
Involuntarily, your back arches in response to his lengthy girth filling you up, both of you releasing simultaneous moans. The sound of slapping skin fills the room along with grunts and groans. Colton’s hips snap back and forth, filling you up, leaving you empty, then back to filling you up. He brings his hand down and starts rubbing circles on your clit causing a white-hot rush to overcome you. Colton chuckles, “Already came?” You whimper in response and wrap your legs around Colt’s waist, ankles locking at the small of his back. He reaches over your head and grabs a pillow, shoving it under your hips all while continuing his thrusting causing you to moan. “Yeah? You like that? Does this turn you on? You wearing my jersey with my last name on your back? You’re my pretty girl and when I marry you, I’m gonna fuck the hell outta you.” You start to feel overwhelmed with the different angle Colton is now hitting coupled with his rubbing of your clit. You can feel your third orgasm start to take over, “C-Colton, I-I’m close.” This spurs Colton on, his hips snapping even faster now, “Cum for me baby. Let it go.” You do as he says. Your vision turns white, your body shudders and twitches, and you scream Colton’s name over and over and over again.
Colton’s release comes in response to yours, your pleasure is one of his biggest turn on’s. His seed fills you up as his fast thrusting turns into slower and more gentle thrusts. He stops moving his hips and ever so slowly starts pulling out of you which causes a whimper to leave your mouth. He chuckles at your whining and kisses you as an apology, he gets up and walks to the bathroom grabbing a soft towel and warming it with hot water. He walks back over to the bed, getting on his knees and looking down at you. Your hair is a mess, you have a blissed out look on your face, his jersey is pushed up to just under your boobs, and he can see your mixture of cum seeping out of your red and swollen pussy. He brings the towel to your core and gently cleans you up, pressing little kisses here and there. You hiss when he brushes your clit, “M’sorry baby.” When Colton finishes cleaning you he grabs the glass of water on the bedside table and gives it to you so you can have a sip. Then he grabs two pairs of boxers, one for each of you, and slips a pair on you before dressing himself. He lays back down next to you, bringing the covers up and over the both of you before wrapping you in his arms.
You lay your head on his chest, listening to his heart beat. “I love you,” you mutter. “I love you,” Colt says in response. “If I’d have known you’d react like this when I wear your jersey I would have worn it a whole lot sooner.” Colton just laughs in response, squeezing you into his side, his love for you practically seeping out of him.
request -> hey! can you write a colton dach fic where he and his gf are settling in edmonton after the trade? putting pictures of his old teammates and him on the mantel? fluff please! thank you!
Colton Dach Masterlist
Your brand new apartment is filled with cardboard boxes, boxing tape and the scent of a lit eucalyptus candle. Your life has been a whirlwind ever since Colton got traded to Edmonton. First it was the shock of the trade, then it was telling all you friends and family, then it was packing up your entire life into cardboard boxes. Now, you sit in the middle of your new living room surrounded by half filled boxes that you are currently unpacking. Colton is sitting right next to you trying to put together your bookshelf, key word: trying.
“Fuck.” Colton seethes. You hold back a chuckle as you look over at Colton who is currently sucking on the side of his thumb. “I hit it with the hammer.” He says dejectedly. You can’t hold back your laugh anymore much to Colton’s dismay. He just smiles and shakes his head at your antics, finally feeling a twinge of happiness since the trade. He sets his tools down before he injures himself any further and makes his way over to you, plopping down at your side, wrapping you in a hug and giving you a sweet kiss on the cheek.
“You cold?” Colton questions. “Yeah a little bit. The heat hasn’t kicked in yet.” Colton gives you another kiss on your cheek before getting up and turning on your new fireplace. “Hey what were you thinking of putting on the mantle?” You smile softly and reach over to the box that is full of picture frames. “Well,” you start, “I have a few that I think would look good up there.” You reach into the box and grab a couple of pictures, one of you and Colton, one of you and your friends from back home and lastly, one of Colton and some of the Hawks.
You walk over to Colton with the pictures in you hand and a pep in your step. You hand them over one by one, each picture makes Colton smile fondly, especially the one of the two of you. When he reaches the picture of him and the Hawks his smile dims slightly, that sad feeling overtaking him. You notice the shift and mood in Colton which makes you take his hand in yours and give it a squeeze. A way of saying ‘I’m here for you’. He squeezes your hand back as he sets the picture on the mantle.
“I love you.” You say, giving him that little reminder you think he needs right now. He turns to face you and wraps his arms around your waist, lifting you so that your head rests in the junction between his neck and shoulder. “I love you.” He murmurs into your neck. You pull your head back to look Colton in the eyes, your arms still wrapped around his neck and his wrapped around your upper thigh. “I know that you’re gonna miss Chicago and the Hawks but here’s to new beginnings.” Colton smiles and kisses you deeply, his warm lips make your head spin.
