If you’re still doing ships... I’m 5’1 chubby with neck length dirty blonde hair and big blue eyes. I will open a bakery and I love the north. The beach is one of my favorite places to go and I think I’m funny and I think I have a nice smile(because I smile a lot). All I do is bake, watch musicals, and quote vines. I enjoy reading and history and being outside and of course hockey. Thank you!!
obviously you’re getting a Morgan Rielly, a David Pastrnak, and a Josh Anderson
I love this so much because me and @peachandthefrog we’re talking about which players would date someone chubby and we were both like MORGAN!!! I love this so much thank you!
Warnings:Smut after the cut, (light)choking, wet dream, and just smut lol
Up Next:Josh Anderson one shot
Word Count:1.5k
This is my first time writing smut! Please be kind about it! It’s not edited and it is the longest thing I have ever written. I don’t know how I feel about the end but I hope y’all enjoy it! Requests are open!
Colton and I are on vacation after a long and disappointing season. We chose to go to the mountains and rent a cabin so we won’t have to deal with anyone or anything other than each other.
After the first two days, he started to think less and less about the playoffs. Which means he got more enjoyable to be around. Now he tries to be with me basically every second of the day and is a complete sweetheart.
Earlier today we went on a hike and then swam, and now we’re sitting down for dinner.
“I really am glad that you talked me into going on this trip. The season has been so stressful and, as much as I hate to say it, I am kind of happy it’s over.” He sets down his fork and looks at me.
“Oh and why is that?” I ask him while raising my eyebrows.
“Because I get to spend more time with you, and visit Laila more often.” He gives me a dopey smile before he continues to eat the fish.
“Geez you really are a big sap.” I tease him despite my cheeks obviously getting redder.
“I’m just as much of a sap as you are. You can’t argue with me there.” He smirks and stand up to grab both of our plates.
“Okay but you are way more of one than I am.” I get up to help him clean the dishes.
“Yeah, sure Y/N. Whatever you say.” He says before laughing at me and walking away. I scoff, put away the last dish, and follow him out of the kitchen and into the living room.
“What do you want to do for the rest of the night?” I ask him while he puts his hand on my thigh. I grab the TV remote put of his other hand and look for a movie to watch.
“I was thinking of just putting on anything random and talking for a while.” He smiles at me and I immediately click on the first movie name I recognized.
“Again you big sap.” He squeezes my thigh and shakes his head. “I’ll stop now. What do you want to talk about then?” I snuggle into his side and rest my head on his chest.
“Literally anything. I just like talking to you, about everything and anything. Say something about me being a sap again and I’ll hit you with a pillow.” He adds the last part when I look up at him and scrunch up my nose teasingly.
“I wasn’t going to, Colton. I promise. Well guess what I have planned for us tomorrow.” He hums in response. “Of course we are going to sleep in, then I was thinking we could go into town and look around at the sights. Maybe get some lunch or dinner too. And we can just come back after to lay down or go swimming when it’s dark.”
“That sounds great. I am so tired from doing all that we did today, so that will a good thing to just lay low. Plus, you never know how tomorrow night will really go.” He nudges my shoulder when I laugh at him.
“Yeah, okay big boy. You can hope all you want. But, as comfortable as I am, and as much as I want to keep talking to you, I am exhausted. We did so much today. I really just want to lay down with you and sleep for 28 hours.”
“28 hours, eh?” He mocks while picking me up off of the couch and heading to our room. When we get to the room he sets me down on the bed and takes off his shirt and shorts, leaving on his boxers. I take off my shirt and pants before putting on his shirt and laying back down. He lays on his side and pulls my body flush to his, so that my back is pressed against his chest and his arms are around me.
“Night, Colton. Love you.” I smile and kiss his arm. He mumbles back his reply into my hair, and we both drift to sleep.
Before long I get woken up by him shifting around behind me. I can’t move to look at him since his arms are still tightly wound around my body, but I feel his entire body moving around. I reach up to rub the sleep out of my eyes and try to think about why he’s moving so much. It takes me a few more minutes to realize that he not moving around for a bad reason. He isn’t having a nightmare. And he sure isn’t uncomfortable. He is actually hard against me. I am still half awake, so I don’t know what to do, and just freeze.
He stops moving for a moment and I let out a breath. I move my hip back slightly to test how he would react. Colton lets out a low groan and his hips buck against me again. Beginning to enjoy how he’s acting, I swivel my hips again and put back more pressure. He grunts out my name this time and grips my sides harder. I shamelessly, slowly, push back against him until he wakes up.
I can tell that he woke up because his hands slide down from my ribs to my hips, where he hold onto me tightly and tries to control my movement. He starts to hold me still while he thrusts against me through his boxers.
It’s not enough friction for me, so I try to push against his hands and meet his thrusts. That doesn’t work, because he grips me even tighter to the point where I know I’ll have bruises in the morning. I lightly kiss any part of his body that I can reach, which happens to be his arms. The kisses causes him to thrust a little more harshly against me, and moan quietly.
“Colton.” I murmur and he lets go of my hips long enough to roll me onto my back and get on top of me. He presses his lips to mine and nips at my lower lip. When he pulls away I am gasping for air and reaching up to grab onto his hair.
“Had the best dream. Couldn’t help myself.” He says against the skin of my neck between kisses. Just as I am about to respond be begins to grind against me again and nip at the skin he was kissing. I moan into his ear, which encourages him to run his hands up under my shirt and push the fabric as high as he can.
“I need more Colton.” I gasp out when his hand goes up to my chest. He moves his hand down to slide my underwear down my legs, and throw them across the room. Then he reaches to pull of his own boxers before grasping and stroking himself a few times.
“Are you good?” He asks me, trying to stay the sweetest person ever. I nod and he lines himself up with my core. He slowly slides into me until he bottoms out.
He doesn’t move for a moment to let me adjust. Once I give him the go ahead to continue, he pulls nearly all the way out and thrust back in. Colton does this slowly for a few moments until I wrap my legs around his waist and use my heels to try and push him faster. His head falls down right beside mine, and I can hear his heavy breathing while he starts thrusting harder and faster.
There is a distinct sound of skin on skin throughout the entire room, and it’s at this moment that I am thankful we didn’t just get a hotel room. His hand that isn’t being used to prop himself up slides up my body to wrap around my throat lightly, squeezing the perfect amount.
I can tell that he is getting close because his eyes start to shut, his mouth hangs open, and his moans become louder.
“Y/N, please tell me your close.” He opens his eyes to look into mine while speaking. I open my mouth to speak, but all that comes out is a high pitched wine that makes his eyes close tightly again.
“I am.” I manage to say two words before he gives me one particularly hard thrust that makes my head spin and pushes me over the edge. My mouth opens and a moan of his name escapes my lips. I squeeze down on him, and that is his tipping point. He, in return, moans my name out as well. We stay like that, heavy breathing and sweaty for a few minutes until he slides out of me.
When he does leave me I whimper his name and open my eyes to see him make his way to the bathroom. He emerges a few seconds later with a wet washcloth and proceeds to wipe me off. He disappears again but returns soon to lay back down in bed.
“Care to tell me what happened in that dream?” I tease him.
“How about I just show you tomorrow when we go swimming.” He pulls me back against his chest while I laugh at his words, knowing he will go through with his words.
I fall back asleep, thinking about how much I am looking forward to the next day.
kianamaiart
germansingergirl
baratheonpilled
izzy806
andulkaphoto
blakekathryn
vaporwave
