—Tearful Little Doby, Montreal Canadiens, taking his first loss of the season pretty hard, November 6, 2025
It was heartbreaking but the response from the boys was the sweetest (and the competitiveness that Doby showed foreshadowed the way he'd carry the team in the playoffs). The team jumped in to rally behind him:
We know in the room he's been a backbone for us this year so there's no need for him to do that—put it on himself.
—Noah Dobson, pointing out how incredible Doby had already been for the team
It's just always character—like, his personality—every day. And that's great and that's what he is. But we didn't lose because of him.
—Oliver Kapanen, reminding everyone that Doby is a gamer
It was also reported that after the media ops Chantal Machabée (team's Media Mama Bear) sat down with Doby to encourage him while Kirby, Dobber and Kappy (who had all done post game interviews) came over to hug him.
C'est comme ça qu'il deal avec ses affaires. Pis on va l'encadrer.
—Coach Marty St. Louis, emphasizing the team would be there to support him
—Arber teasing a giggling Doby at practice the next morning while Cole gave him head pats
—Doby smiling and shaking his head while watching the broadcast playback of his teammates messing with him, November 8, 2025
—Doby reassuring the media he wasn't having a mental health crisis, that sometimes a guy just has to have a little cry and move on
—Naughty little brother Slaf mentioning his mock-relief after Doby won the next shootout, December 3, 2025
cole couldn't help but laugh. it's your own fault. you'd agreed to the bet. and you'd lost.
for a little background, the canadiens' locker room is unlike any other locker room in the league. for starters, you're on it. so, there's that. but also because it's kind of just a big old love fest. or sex fest. depending on how you look at it.
it's open. you guys just have a whole lot of love and affection to go around. you're all hooking up. and there's no jealousy, no resentment, no anything like that.
back to the bet now. you and cole had made the bet. if you got a hat trick in your last game, you would win and decide something for him to do. but you didn't, so... you're getting it.
your losing punishment? you have to wear a remote controlled vibrator all day. during practice, during workout, during team cool down. all controlled by cole. or so you thought.
'come on, baby. open up.' cole said, hands on your thighs, pushing them open.
you'd already had your panties off. he'd gotten ones for you that the vibrator could easily slip in and sit there perfectly nestled against your clit.
'i hate you.' you said again as he slipped it in and slid them up.
'love you, too, baby.' cole said, flicking the vibrator on with the remote. lowest setting for now.
you inhaled sharply, already feeling it. the door to the training room you were in opened and nick walked in.
'what's going on here?' he asked, taking in the sight of you with your bottom half bare.
cole held up the remote, wiggling it, pressing the button to make you flinch again.
'oh.' nick said. 'you lost the bet.' he realized, grinning.
cole handed the remote over to the captain, who immediately flicked it up one setting. you just about jumped, not having expected it.
'fuck... you...' you managed to breathe out.
'later.' cole said with a grin, kissing you on the forehead as he helped you into your leggings again and stand up.
nick pocketed the remote, reaching his arm out for you to hold on to so that you could walk out and head to the locker room. where you were immediately met with knowing looks the minute you walked in. your face is already flushed, and your thighs are pressed tight together.
kaiden couldn't help but laugh. 'oh no.' he said.
you tried to ignore everyone. you have to at least try to. lord knows you're going to be teased relentlessly for the rest of the day. you didn't even notice that nick had slid the remote over to brendan until you felt the vibrations soar through you and make your knees almost buckle. he'd turned it up to the highest setting, and then all the way back down again.
your head snapped up, trying to look around to see who looked funnily guilty, eyes trying to narrow but instead rolling back in pleasure to the back of your head.
'oops. sorry, baby.' brendan said. but he actually wasn't sorry at all.
zack passed by you from behind, squeezing your hips and nipping at your earlobe before he was gone. oh, they certainly aren't going to make this easy or fun for you today.
you tried to make your way to your stall to actually get ready for practice when marty walked in. oh no.
he took one look at your face, your eyes wet. 'are you okay?' he asked.
you nodded, inhaling sharply and biting your lip when another vibration shot up through you. you knew who the culprits were this time. juraj and ivan were over there giggling like little schoolgirls.
'are you sure?' marty asked, feeling your forehead. your flushed. are you sick?
'yeah... i'm fine.' you managed to stutter out as they hit the button once again. you accidentally let a tiny moan slip, but marty didn't hear it. thank god.
'okay. just... take it easy on the ice today.' he turned to look at the rest of the room. 'ice in five.'
then he was gone back out. 'you're all assholes.' you said, attempting to walk over to your stall but your thighs kept clenching together at the feeling of the vibrator going constantly now.
jake and alex had their stalls on either side of you, and you yelped as they both reached over and gave your tits a firm squeeze through your flimsy top. and they laughed. of course they did.
'i hate every single one of you.' you said, pointing at all of them around the room as another shock wave went through your body. sam this time.
'no, you don't.' noah said, leaning down and slapping your covered pussy as he passed by, making the vibrator hum against your clit even harder.
it was hard keeping it together on the ice. especially when mike tried to give in just before you guys went out there. he pulled your body flush against his, gear and all, pinning you to the wall and ravishing your lips with his.
cole clicked his tongue as he went by. 'billy... no. baby lost the bet. she's gotta deal with the consequences.' he said, actually having to pull mike's hand away from where it was slowly trailing down and attempting to slide into your pants.
'you're so mean.' you whined. you were almost crying at this point. and they'd barely even done anything yet.
'oh, baby. you have no idea just how mean we can be.' josh said as he walked by, a ghost of a kiss being pressed to the corner of your mouth.
they fortunately didn't play with the remote controlling the vibrations at all on the ice. that would've been hard to get away with. but that didn't stop them from teasing you. especially jakub.
any time you were parked in front of his net, he was coming up behind you all menacing, pressing his chest into your back, making you feel the heat of him even through your gear. when no one was looking, he'd even dip his hands down, patting or squeezing your ass.
thankfully, no media for you today. that would've been so extremely hard. the guys like to watch when you do media. mainly because some reporters can be really invasive. arber usually. in your rookie season, he'd almost punched out a reporter for insinuating you were sleeping with the entire roster. i mean, true... but also uncalled for.
speaking of arber, he's sitting next to you in the medical room as you're getting your treatment for the afternoon. he doesn't have the remote, but that's not gonna stop him from teasing. you aren't even sure who has it this point, but it's a constant buzz against you now. no stopping.
the medical intern can tell something is up. your face is bright red and you flinch every single time she moves your legs into a different position.
'are you injured, y/n?' she asked.
'no. she's just really tight today.' arber said with a tiny smirk, chuckling under his breath at his own innuendo.
you leaned over, slapping him on the arm. way to embarrass you. but the trainer just brushed it off, thinking you guys were just joking around.
your legs were shaking and your body convulsing as you finally made your way back to the team lounge. you actually had to grab onto the kitchen counter to hold yourself up as you attempting to glare at everyone in the room. but to no avail because a moan finally slipped out past your lips.
'who has it?' you whined out.
you looked around. no one seemed to be doing anything. not until your eyes landed on lane. who had his hand in his pocket.
'laney...' you whimpered out. 'you're supposed to be on my side.'
you attempted to move towards him to grab it, but jacob was quicker, grabbing it from lane's grip and turning it up to the highest setting as him and david started fighting over it.
'oh, fuck.' you cried out, falling to the floor at this point. 'it's not funny!' you cried out when they all started laughing.
'gonna come already, laska?' juraj teased.
mike tried to grab the remote from jacob, trying to give you at least some reprieve, but the young goaltender was quicker. he tossed it over to florian, who held it tight to his chest and out of reach.
but then all of a sudden you were off the floor. your leggings were gone in two seconds flat and your panties were pushed down, exposing the vibrator and your absolutely soaked pussy.
'fuck.' brendan breathed out. still the prettiest sight they'd ever seen. all for them.
you were spread open on carrier's lap, thighs spread out on both of his legs, stretching you open as he pressed your belly and held you back tight against his chest.
kirby grabbed the vibrator as it fell away from you and out of your panties. 'keep 'em open, baby.' he said, pressing it back onto your clit.
you thrashed and writhed on carrier's lap. he tightened his grip on you pulling you back flush against him and keeping you there, tightening his grip by spreading his palm out flat over your stomach.
your hips still thrashed and bucked. you're so overstimulated now. it's not gonna take you very long to finish. not when they'd all been working you up and teasing you and edging you all day.
your hand reached down, grabbing onto kirby's wrist and holding it tight as he pressed the vibrator on your clit, moving it back and forth. his other hand also slid between your slick thighs, sliding two fingers into your sopping wet cunt.
his fingers made a squelching sound against your walls as he started moving them in and out of you. you clenched down, pussy spasming. your hips bucked, driving the vibrator futher onto your clit as carrier reached down and flicked it up another setting.
your head fell back onto his shoulder, eyes screwed tightly shut in pleasure as it overtook you, mouth falling open in what were now silent screams since you'd seemingly lost your ability to even moan out. it just felt too good. finally getting the release you've been craving even since cole put that stupid vibrator on you.
'go on, baby. come for us.' carrier whispered in your ear in french. oh holy shit.
your entire body shook as your orgasm hit you like a freight train, hips trying to buck up against carrier's grip as kirby also moved to hold your thighs down as he brushed the vibrator over you one more time, letting it get soaked with your fluids.
you moaned out. extremely loud. everyone in the building is gonna know what you guys are doing in here. oh, well. it feels too good. you weren't even saying words at this point, just babbles and nonsense as the pleasure overtook you.
'shh.' kirby whispered, rubbing soothing circles into the skin of your thighs now as you came down from that high.
'jesus, baby. we should make bets more often.' cole teased.
you opened one eye to look at him as you caught your breath as arber grabbed a cloth to clean up the mess on the inside of your thighs.
