Why am I shipping Mat Barzal & ******* ********* together? Mostly the narrative, like you started from the bottom (enemies/rivals?) and now weirdass mellowed out acquaintances.
it was a known fact to a lot of people that you're the ex of two hockey players from the philadelphia flyers. trevor zegras and jamie drysdale, to be exact.
they'd dumped you, claiming it wasn't working. and then you'd barely been broken up for a few weeks before it was plastered all over social media that they were spotted with the stereotypical blonde models.
you needed out. out of phialdelphia and what you now considered to be your old life. you need to start fresh and new.
so, you packed up everything you owned and made your way to new york. and it's been great so far. you've even been going to new york islanders hockey games.
matthew schaefer and mat barzal caught sight of you at the first game you went to. you sit right by the glass, kind of close to the entrance where the islanders come out onto the ice.
you've caught their eye every single time. sometimes you'll even smile at them. and it doesn't hurt to try.
so, after warm ups at tonight's game, they moved to the side of the tunnel entrance. matthew waved over at you, gesturing for you to come over to them. you looked around. no way they're asking for you. but then they both started waving you over, looking directly at you.
'hey, pretty girl. what's your name? you're pretty new around here.' mat said, leaning on his stick.
‘why you wanna know? you wanna take me on a date?’ you teased back.
mat shrugged. but it was matthew who spoke up.
‘maybe.’ he said.
‘i don’t date hockey players.’ you informed them. ‘but i’m not opposed to a hookup.’
'you date a hockey player before?' mat questioned.
'a few.' you said, playing it coy.
'gonna have to make it good for you then.' mat said, shooting you a wink before him and matthew had to head back to the ice for the game.
and that's how you ended up in a hotel room the three of you had gotten for the night.
big bed. big enough to fit the three of you. they'd splurged.
you're making out with mat as matthew is behind you, running his hands over your bare skin as he kisses your neck, reaching up to fondle your breasts. you're all already naked, having stripped off and started the minute the hotel room door closed.
mat pulled away from your lips, also trailing his kisses down to join matthew at your neck, nipping and sucking at your soft skin.
'you can take her pussy first. i want her mouth.' mat told the younger boy, pulling away from your neck with a wet popping noise.
you moaned at his filthy words. matthew could feel your racing heart underneath his palm where it was still resting on your breast.
they used their combined strength to flip over your body in between them, positioning you on your elbows and your knees on the sheets. mat positioned himself on his knees in front of your face, forcing your hair into a makeshift ponytail and guiding your mouth to his waiting cock.
matthew cupped his hands over your hips, dragging your ass back to meet his pelvis as he dragged the head of his cock through your folds. then he was sinking into you, slowly and deeply.
he set a rough and brutal pace; this is a hookup, after all. and your shared goal is to get off. he was trying to match the one mat had set by fucking into your mouth, making your lips stretch out around him.
your phone was thrown somewhere on the bed beside you along with some of your clothes, and all of a sudden, it buzzed.
one of your ex boyfriend's names came up on the screen, flashing with his contact picture and a text.
trevor zegras: 'i missss uuuu'
clearly not sober.
but it was enough for mat to see and start thinking. 'zegras is your ex?' he questioned.
you popped off of his cock, using your hand to stroke him now that you weren't using your mouth.
'him and drysdale, yeah.' you admitted. 'couldn't fuck like you two can, though.' you added with a grin before diving your head back down to continue sucking mat off.
mat grinned, and so did matthew; but his faltered because he felt your walls clench down around his cock the next time he rammed up into you.
mat had an idea. he grabbed your phone, opening up your camera and switching it to a video. this is getting sent to your exes. he's gonna show them what they lost out on.
'look at me, sweetheart.' he said, causing you to flick your eyes open and seeing he's taking a video. 'taking my cock so well, huh.' he said, making you close your eyes and hum around him at the praise.
'what do you think, schaef? does she feel good?' mat asked the younger boy, shifting the phone so that it perfectly caught matthew fucking you from behind.
he just grunted, running a hand up and down your back before grabbing a handful of your ass, squeezing and smacking at the flesh.
'look at you.' mat said, moving the camera back down to capture you bobbing your head on his cock, having added your hand to stroke what wasn't in your mouth when you moved your head backwards.
'fuck, she's squeezing me so tight.' matthew said as mat kept moving the camera back and forth to capture both your ends; him in your mouth at your front, and matthew fucking you from behind from the back.
'gonna come on his cock, sweetheart? show them how good he's fucking you? how they couldn't fuck you?' mat asked.
you nodded around him, eyes watering as your walls clenched around matthew once more.
'fuck.' matthew cursed, pushing as deep inside of you as he could as he felt your orgasm pulsing around him. with his last thrust, he pushed himself so deep inside you that you swear you felt his come in your stomach as his orgasm hit him.
'that's it.' mat said, feeling your moans around him and the vibrations from it.
he kept a tight grip on your makeshift ponytail as he shifted his hips forward, making his tip hit the back of your throat as he felt his orgasm hitting with no warning.
he only let you swallow a few drops before he was pulling out of your mouth, coating your face in his release as you closed your eyes and stuck your tongue out, making sure the camera caught all of it.
with one last word to the camera about how it's their loss, mat finished recording. and almost immediately sent the video to both trevor and jamie, guaranteeing they would see it by sending along an 'xo' as well.
but then, him and matthew were immediately grabbing tissues and a warm washcloth to clean you up with, and starting the shower so that they could fully get you cleaned up. and maybe a round two, who knows?
you'd left your phone out in the bedroom part of the hotel room as the two of them helped you to the bathroom and into the shower, but it buzzed with a text that would've had you laughing because it's their loss, not yours.
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