sidney “went to switzerland just to play with macklin again” crosby and connor “definitely prefer him on my left side than going against him” mcdavid and nathan “he’s the future, he’s the truth” mackinnon and mark “i know you just asked me about my hat trick but man playing with mack is amazing” scheifele and team “he’s so humble and down to earth, such a good kid, so fun to be around” canada
genuinely what does macklin do to all these men to make them constantly fall in love with him in the blink of an eye. they’re obsessed. they look so happy to play with mack and get so fond whenever they’re talking about him. when asked about mack’s hockey, they always dutifully praise his skills, and then continue, unprompted, to gush about how he’s the nicest kid in the world, just treats everyone so well, such a joy to be around, exactly like sid. whether they’re coaches, teammates, opponents, reporters, or random men off the street he interacts with for three seconds as they press him for a pic, none of them can get enough. they’re all kidnapper risks, every single one of them
i love how when mack is acting a little bratty or provoked on the ice from being constantly targeted, toff and wenny probably put a gentle hand on his shoulder and are like, “now, macklin, i know you’re justified in being upset but lashing out isn’t the right thing to do, gotta keep your cool”
meanwhile sid is just like, “actually my macklin is never in the wrong and he should be allowed to kill anyone who annoys him, it’s their own fault for upsetting him in the first place :)”
NSFW +18 MDNI 3SUM! AGE GAP!! SUBSPACE?! MFM!! Please do not read if this combination makes you uncomfortable and please do not come into my inbox telling me it makes you uncomfortable. Not proofread
Sidney Crosby had known of Macklin celebrinis girlfriend since the Olympics, when he was finishing lacing up and overheard a complaint from Macklin about an intimate detail of their lives, “I love her y’know- but every time we try and have sex I just… I can’t make her finish. I mean we’ve never had sex with anyone but eachother so maybe that’s why?” Macklin stares down at his gloves.
That was over six months ago, so- color him surprised when the same sentence had been repeated again, “but I can’t like blame us we’ve never been with anyone else. We’re both virgins”
Sidney has to force himself to not sigh out loud, because it’s really not that hard to make a girl come. He doesn’t hate locker room talk, hell. He’d participated in sharing his own sexual escapades in his youth; but it’s pitiful hearing months apart that you still haven’t had a proper orgasm.
Macklin catches Sidney shaking his head, “what you’ve never not made a girl come?” He asks; voice tight and defensive
Sidney scoffs, “once. It’s really not that hard Macklin” mack rolls his eyes.
“If you’d met her you’d understand”
Sidney looks up at Macklin, swallowing and licking his lips before replying, “let me meet her” He stands, pressing a hand to macklins shoulder. Thankful for the now empty locker room, “let me show you how easy it is”
When Macklin first asks about having Sidney Crosby teach the two of you how to properly have sex, you think he’s joking, or drunk. Or both. Laughter bubbles out of your chest and subsequently dies when you see him remain stern faced, “you’re kidding?”
“No”
Macklin moves to the edge of the hotel bed, sitting across from you, “we can’t finish each other off and. I think it might be… fun?” When he reaches for your ankle you don’t pull away, but he can see the goosebumps against your skin, “he is more experienced than the both of us”
You stare at him, pondering the idea of the Sidney Crosby seeing you and mack. Watching. Critiquing. He’s not wrong, whatever the two of you have been doing clearly has not been working, “okay” You murmur, “um.. when?”
Macklin perks up, eyes beaming and wide with the approval, “tomorrow?”
You gulp, “okay..”
Sidney Crosby meets you, officially the following night. He’s seen you in the news, briefly interacted with you at team events. You look different now. Soft lighting; hands shaking and twisting at the necklace against your chest. All this nervous energy and nowhere for it to go, “we don’t have to do this” Sidney says as the door clicks behind him, “the moment you’re uncomfortable; or it’s too much we stop”
Macklin walks over to you, wrapping an arm around you, “whenever you want to stop we can stop. Okay?”
You nod, “okay. I just- um. Never done this before” you twiddle your hands together, nervous eyes flicking between Sidney and Macklin.
Sidney nods, “that’s ok sweetheart, I’m gonna take good care of you and Macklin, show you how to do it right” Sidney watches as you inhale, hoodie loose around your upper body. Sweatpants that show how you’ve been lounging around with mack, “can you take this off for me honey?” Sidney asks, watching as Macklin gives you room.
“‘M not wearing a bra” You murmur as you lift the sweatshirt over yourself, your nipples pebble at the coldness of the air, “or a shirt” you add on. Sidney doesn’t hide the fact he’s looking at your breasts. The way your stomach quivers at the cold, goosebumps around your skin.
“Fuck” Sidney breathes, he wants to step in closer. Take your breasts into his mouth and lick and suck on them until you shake and cry with pleasure. But he refrains, “why don’t you take those off too” he pulls at the drawstring of your sweatpants.
Your panties aren’t lacy, just simple light pink cotton. You kick them away, looking from Sidney to mack, “why am I naked.. why aren’t you naked”
“I can fix that” Macklin replies, eagerly stripping down to his boxers. Unashamedly showing his boner off to your wandering eye.
“Can I touch you?” Sidney asks you, waiting for that verbal. ‘Yes’ before stepping close to you. Hands settling on your hips as he guides you backwards onto the king sized bed. Watching as you lay on your back when Sidney gently pushes you down. He stands between your spread legs, he brings his hands up to your breasts. Touching them softly. You lean back into the bed; mouth agape and soft moans leaving your mouth as Sidney gropes and feels your breasts, “Macklin” Sidney orders, “come here”
Macklin obeys, standing where Sidney once stood, “yes?” He asks.
“Show me how you do it” Sidney tells him, gently smacking Macklin when he goes to pull his boxers down, “with them on”
Macklin grabs at your hips, crawling over you onto the bed. He slots his hips between your legs, watching as you gasp and moan at the sensation, “Mackie” you whimper, gasping as his clothed cock bunches against your slit.
“Touch her breasts for me” Sidney orders. Smiling to himself when Macklin shakily reaches for your chest. Large hands harshly groping your breasts. You shake your head, pouting at the unwelcome sensation, “does that feel good baby?” Sidney asks, already knowing the answer.
“No!” You cry out, “too hard!”
Macklins grip softens, you moan from pleasure. Hips rocking with his, head tossed back as he grinds against you.
You whine loudly, hands reaching to touch Macklin. Feeling the muscle of his back as he humps against you, “mnh” Macklin groans, “I’m gonna- gonna” Macklins body tenses, hips attempting to hammer into you. Pathetically blocked by his boxers and your underwear. He comes like that, hips curled up and stuttering as you wail.
“Mackie I wanna finish too” You pout, looking to Sidney for help. Sidney toys with the waistband of your panties, slipping his hand down to your cunt. You gasp a moan, eyes fluttering closed as he gathers your slick onto his fingers, “yes” You nod, “Sidney, yes”
“Take those off” Sidney orders to the two of you. And you both eagerly slip out of your underwear, kicking it onto the floor. And you eagerly spread your legs.
Macklins cock goes hard again, the sight of Sidney’s fingers buried inside you, creamy fluid seeping from your opening, “can I. I wanna. Wanna be inside her”
Sidney looks over, “gonna have her come on your cock?” Macklin mouths a yes, “gonna make you see how she comes on my fingers”
Your toes curl when Sidney thumbs at your clit, his hand reaching to pull your thighs up. Showing off the Macklin the way you greedily take him, “look at this good girl” Sidney says, “can’t believe you haven’t been making her finish” He strokes your clit gently, “most sensitive cunt I’ve ever seen”
You gasp, hand reaching to hold Sidney’s wrist, “don’t stop” you beg, “I’m- I’m gonna cum” you repeat, nodding to yourself as you tighten around Sidney’s fingers. Mouth falling open with a silent moan as you go slack against the bed.
You stay there, breathing softly, “gonna have Macklin fuck you now. That okay?” Sidney asks. When you nod, “need you to say it for me baby”
“Yes”
Sidney watches Macklin slowly push into you, legs shaking as Macklin’s cock fills you up, “m—nnhgh” you rock your hips up, greeting the head of his cock with your pelvis. Eyes rolling back as Macklin slowly thrusts. His own body tired from before, reeling at the overstimulation of your raw warmth wrapped around him.
He leans forward, pressing gentle kisses into your neck as you moan. Head rolling to look back at Sidney, standing to your side. Cock in his hand. Stroking himself to the sight of you, “keep fuckin her” Sidney says, “just like that, such a good boy”
Macklin whimpers at the praise, tears cloud your eyes as the overstimulation rolls into you, Macklin hitting so deep inside you, the praise of Sidney. The orgasm from before making you soft against the bed. The plap of skin against skin, slick sliding against your thighs, “I’m gonna cum” you gasp, “Mackie- Sidney I- I’m gonna cum”
“M-me too!” Macklin gasps.
“Don’t pull out!” You beg, nails digging into Macklins back, “need to feel you like- ngh! Hah!”
Macklins head bows between your chest, taking in one of your nipples with his mouth as you finish around his cock. Cream coating the base of his member, your eyes fluttering closed as Macklin empties himself inside you.
You lay there, legs shaking. Watching as Sidney finishes into his hand. Macklin pants softly, still deep inside you. Cock softening in your warmth, “that was so good” He murmurs. You can only nod, head spinning and chest heaving.
You huff slightly when Macklin pulls out, white sheen coating his cock as he lays out onto his back. Sidney approaches from the bathroom. Soft towel in hand, “gotta clean her up” He instructs, “shes in a subspace right now. Your responsibility to make sure she’s ok”
Macklin nods, jumping up to grab the towel. Gently wiping the warm damp cloth against your thighs, and inner legs, “too sensitive?” He asks when you gasp at the warm contact against your cunt.
You make a sound that Macklin believes is approval.
Sidney nods to himself, watching your eyes droopily flutter closed, “hopefully this helps your head on the ice” He comments.
Macklin looks up, “if.. if I wanted to do this again…”
