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summary : Jack catches the attention of the maid of honor at Nico's wedding and they decide to make the wedding a little less boring with each other's company
warning(s) : smut ! unprotected penetrative sex (wrap it before you tap it pls), semi public sex (a hotel conference room), kind of an open ending ?
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He catches her attention at the worst time. She's currently standing under an archway behind her best friend on Lake Geneva in Switzerland as Dina gets married to her boyfriend of five years. He sits in the fourth row on Nico's side between two guys that look similar to him, so she assumes they're related. Brothers, probably.
She tries to keep her attention on the ceremony going in literally right in front of her, but she is having a hard time keeping her gaze away from those pretty blue eyes that she can even see from where she stands.
Finally the ceremony ends when Nico kisses Dina for the first time as husband and wife. The crowd cheers for the newly wed couple as they walk back up the aisle together. With the biggest smile on her face, she can't help but spare one more glance at guy with the blue eyes. Even his smile is pretty.
This isn't supposed to happen. She's not supposed to find someone sitting in the crowd at her best friend's wedding. She's supposed to be the maid of honor and making sure the day goes smoothly.
Though, she can't help but wonder who he is. No one in Nico's family has bright blue eyes like that guy does so he can't be related to him. A friend maybe? A teammate? Someone else who plays in the NHL? Maybe she should find out.
It feels like thousands of pictures are taken by the time the bridal party and the newlyweds make their entrances to the reception. The bridesmaids make their entrance to P!nk's "Raise Your Glass" while the groomsmen make their entrance to AC/DC's "Thunderstruck". Dina and Nico come in last to Bruno Mars' "Marry You".
She sits beside Dina and another one of the bridesmaids for toasts, dinner, and dessert. Drinks are brought to the bridal party table and she is very glad because she's trying to save her feet for the dance floor once they open it up.
There's one thing that's really on her mind though. Who was the guy sitting in the fourth row at the ceremony?
While dessert is being served, she leans over to Dina. "Can I ask you a really stupid question?" she asks her best friend.
Dina swallows a bite of the cake and nods. "It can't be that stupid," her friend teases.
"Um," she hesitates. "There was a guy that I couldn't stop looking at during the ceremony and I was hoping you can tell me who he is? He has blue eyes, brown hair? He was sitting in the fourth row on Nico's side of the room between two guys that I think are his brothers?"
Her friend looks at her with raised eyebrows, then bursts out laughing like the funniest joke was just told. "I'm sorry," she laughs. "It's not funny. I'm sorry. I think you're talking about Jack. He's one of Nico's teammates in New Jersey. He's basically hockey royalty and comes from a well known hockey family."
She nods and sips her glass of wine, needing some kind of alcohol in her system. "Thanks," she mumbles under her breath.
Dina laughs and stands up. "Come on," she laughs. "I'll give you an introduction to him and his brothers. You'll probably see them a lot more often now that I'm married to Jack's captain."
"Oh, no," she quickly says as Dina pulls her out of her seat. "I don't think that's necessary. I just wanted to know who he is. I don't need an introduction."
Her best friend looks at her, squinting her eyes at her. "Listen, you have been in such a crabby mood since Alex broke up with you like six months ago," Dina points out. "You need to meet someone and get laid. Where else to meet someone then at a wedding?"
Oh God, she thinks as Dina hooks her elbow with hers while walking over to one of the table. She tries not to look like she might drop to the floor with nerves as she crosses the room with the bride.
The pair walk up to a table of six guys, one of them being the guy she saw in the audience during the ceremony -- Jack. His brothers she still assumes are sitting with him as well as five other very well built guys. She sighs softly as they stop walking.
"What's up, guys?" Dina greets. "How was the food?"
Casual. Nice.
One of the non-related guys speaks up and answers for the table. "It was really good. The steak was perfectly cooked and the vegetables were seasoned well," he says, looking between us.
Dina smiles, still playing it casual. "That's great," she says. "My maid of honor (Y/N) is probably very glad to hear that. She was the one that really put together the menu for the reception so I'm glad it was good."
She smiles when her name is brought into the conversation. She tries her best not to stare at the blue eyed guy from the ceremony. Her eyes still steal an occasional glance, and she feels very self conscious of herself.
"Right," she says after Dina is done talking. "That was me. I'm glad the food was good ..." She trails off, leaving it open for the guy to give her his name.
The guy smiles at her. "Dawson," he says. "That's Timo, Seamus, Jack, Quinn, and Luke." Each guy waves their hand when introduced. Her eyes linger on Jack for a moment when he's introduced to her.
Dina nudges her with her elbow. "Right, well, I hope you all gave a good night," she says. "Have fun on the dance floor in a little bit. Nice to meet you all. I have more rounds to make."
Then she walks away. She tries to make it look casual when she just wants to run far, far away. She walks to her seat and downs the rest of her wine. Dina sits back beside her, laughing. Nico looks between the girls.
"What's so funny?" he asks.
"(Y/N) was scared to meet your teammates," Dina tells her new husband. "More specifically Jack. He caught her attention when we were saying our vows."
Nico smiles at her. "Jack's harmless," he explains. "He's like a puppy dog. He also likes to make terrible jokes to try and make you laugh. Don't laugh. It only boosts his ego."
"Who's ego?" a voice suddenly asks.
The three of them look in front of them to see a confused Jack. She wants to crawl under the table when he appears in front of her.
"Yours," Nico replies with a smile on his face. "You and your terrible jokes."
Jack smiles and she swears her heart flutters in her chest when he does. "What can I say? Everyone loves a good joke," he says, looking directly at her. She can't help but give him a little grin.
Both Dina and Nico shake their heads. Nico grabs his new wife's hand and stands up with her. "We have to go make some rounds to see our guests," he explains. "Will the two of you be okay by yourselves?"
She nods, looking at her best friend and Nico. "Yeah," she says. "We'll be fine."
Her friends leave the table and she turns her full attention to Jack. He extends his hand to her. "Can I get you a drink?" he asks. "Well, I guess accompany you to get a drink since it's open bar."
She doesn't have the heart to tell him that she gets drinks brought to her so she just nods and walks with him up to the bar. She orders her usual strawberry margarita and Jack gets a beer.
"So, how do you know Dina?" Jack asks. "I assume you're close since you're her maid of honor."
"Um, yeah," she replies. "She's my best friend. We grew up together attached at the hip because our moms are best friends too. She's a few months older than me so we weren't in the same class together but we have always been close despite that." She pauses for a beat when they are served their drinks. "How do you know Nico?"
Jack takes a long sip of his beer and looks at her. "We play together for the New Jersey Devils," he explains. "He's my captain, and one of my closest friends on the team. We've played together since I was drafted in 2019. We were both number one overall draft picks in our draft years so I always felt like I could go to him if I was feeling stressed out or overwhelmed by the pressure on me. We've grown close since my rookie year. My brother Luke looks up to him too."
She smiles and sips her margarita as Jack talks. "That's sweet," she says when he's done talking.
He lets out a breathy laugh at the same time Dina gets on the mic to speak to everyone.
"Nico and I would like to take this time to thank you all for making the trip to watch us profess our loves and marry one another," she begins to say. "We appreciate it and we hope the food was good. Now it's time for the real fun to begin. The dance floor is now open!"
As the last sentence is said, the DJ plays "Can't Stop the Feeling" by Justin Timberlake. A lot of the crowd makes their way out to the floor, especially the kids. She smiles at the sight of most of the guests on the dance floor.
When she looks over at Jack, she finds him looking at her. "What?" she asks, a smile forming on her face.
"Nothing," Jack replies. "I just thought this wedding was just going to be another boring wedding."
"It's not so boring now, huh?" she teases, half joking with him.
"Definitely not so boring," he tells her, serious. She raises her eyebrows when she realizes he's being serious.
She was worried that the wedding was going to be kind of boring. It sounds like doesn't have to worry about that now. Jack seems to have the same idea.
They finish their drinks and Jack invites her to go dance with him. He finds his brothers, Luke and Quinn. From their brief conversation they had while they drank their drinks, she knows that Luke is his younger brother that plays with him in New Jersey and Quinn is his older brother that is captain of the Vancouver Canucks. They formally introduce themselves to her when she walks up with Jack.
She's not sure if she'd ever admit it to Dina, but this is probably the best wedding that she's ever attended. Not only was she maid of honor, which is something the two of them have talked about since they were kids, but she met Jack.
He might be about to change her life. She doesn't know how they haven't met before tonight with her being close with Dina and Jack being close with Nico.
Either way, they've met now. She also really likes Jack and wouldn't mind staying in contact when they get back to America.
Rascal Flatts' "Bless the Broken Road" -- Dina's favorite song off the Hannah Montana movie soundtrack -- begins to play. All of the couple get on the dance floor to sway to the beat of the music. Not that she was expecting Jack to ask her to dance, but she's slightly disappointed that he's not even around.
She makes her way back to the table to get a drink and take a short break from dancing. She sips off her glass of wine that she got not too long ago and watches Dina and Nico dance. They look so in love with each other that it's disgustingly cute. They smile and talk to each other while the song is on.
Suddenly, someone taps her on the shoulder. She turns her head to see who it is and is surprised when it's Jack. He's extending his hand out to her. "May I have this dance?" he asks with a sweet smile on his face.
With a smile of her own, she accept his hands and goes out onto the dance floor with him. She drapes her arms around his neck and he rests his hands on her waist. She looks up at Jack, who is looking around at the rest of the crowd on the dance floor as they begin to sway to the beat of the music.
"I don't think I've ever actually danced at one of these things," Jack admits. "Slow danced, I mean. Unless it was with my mom. I love her but sometimes I wished I could've danced with a friend or someone."
She lets out a soft laugh as Jack looks down at her. He's got half a foot on her with heels on. "Is that right?" she asks. "Well, I'm glad I got to be the first to dance with Jack Hughes at a wedding. Truly, I'm honored."
Jack smiles at her comment. "Is it really?" he asks. "I'm just a guy."
"And I'm just a girl," she replies. "Dancing with a cute guy at my best friend's wedding."
"Oh, I'm cute now?" he questions, teasing her. "I should've known when you couldn't stop looking at me while Dina and Nico were right in front of you getting married a few hours ago."
Her jaw practically drops at his teasing. "You saw that?" she asks. "I thought I was being subtle."
He laughs and shakes his head. "You were anything but subtle," he tells her. "There were a few times where you stared. I could see you looking at me despite my attention being on Nico and Dina."
She feels her cheeks get hot when he tells her that she wasn't subtle when she was looking at him during the ceremony. "That's so embarrassing," she pouts. "It was that obvious that I was looking at you? Really?" Jack nods. "Oh my God."
Jack's smile widens while looking down at her. "It was cute," he tells her. "I don't blame you though. I am a very attractive man."
With a roll of her eyes, she gently and playfully swats at his chest. "You're impossible," she laughs.
"Yeah, well," Jack sighs, wrapping his arms around her waist rather than just resting his hand on her. "You like me anyway. At least, it looks that way since you couldn't keep your eyes off of me."
She rolls her eyes and wraps her arms around his neck. "Oh, shut up," she says, not actually being serious. She wants to keep listening to what he has to say.
Then he does something she never expected him to do -- he kisses her. In front of a room full of people. Then she does something she didn't think she would do -- she kisses him back. Her arms tighten slightly around his neck and she presses herself against him as the song ends.
Their kiss is slow, hesitant like they're both testing the waters. She rises onto her tiptoes so he doesn't have to bend down as much to kiss her.
It's a very quick kiss though. As soon as the song changes, Jack breaks the kiss and looks down at her. She looks up at him with slightly wide eyes since she didn't think he would do that. She'd happily kiss him again.
And that's when a potentially bad idea quickly crosses her mind.
"I'm sorry-" Jack begins to say before she grabs his hand and pulls him out of the ballroom without saying a word to him.
She pulls him down a maze of hallways until the music can no longer be heard.
They turn one corner and Jack opens his mouth to say something else, but he doesn't say anything because her mouth is back on his. She pulls him down by the collar of his suit jacket and crashes her lips to his. Jack hesitates for a moment before he deeply kisses her back.
He walks her backward until her back finds a wall. She slides her hands up to cup his jaw as their exchanged kisses get deeper and hotter. Jack's hands pin her hips to the wall behind her as their tongues find each other in a passionate dance.
This is the last thing she ever expected to do tonight. She thought she would be stuck at that table all night or talking to people she barely knows. Instead, she's making out in a dark hallway with a guy that she just met tonight.
Jack's hands dip below her hips, cupping her ass. She giggles against his lips and he pulls her closer to him. She arches her back off the wall so her chest is pressed flush against his. She can feel one of his hands on her bare back where it's exposed. She shivers a little bit.
She breaks the kiss and looks up at him.
"You couldn't wait to kiss me when we weren't' surrounded by literally a hundred people?" she asks, breathless from the hot kisses she just shared with Jack.
He laughs and looks down at her. "Hey, I took the biggest risk of my life when I kissed you while we were dancing," he tells her. "And I play professional hockey for a living."
She shakes her head with a smile on her face and looks around the dark hallway before her eyes land on an open door that leads to a dimly lit room. She takes Jack's hand and leads him toward the room. It looks like a conference room or something. It's small for a conference room. The lights are dimmed since it's nighttime.
Almost as if Jack knows what she's planning, he shuts and locks the door behind them. She turns and looks at him as he walks up to her. He reaches out and cups her jaw gently while he looks at her. She tilts her head up to look at him.
"Is it okay if I kiss you now that we aren't in a room filled with literally a hundred people?" Jack asks.
She brings her hands up to grasp his suit jacket before she nods. "You can do whatever you want now that we're not in a room filled with literally a hundred people," she replies.
No sooner than the last word passes her lips, Jack's lips come crashing to hers. The force of the kiss causes her to take half a step backward. He walks her toward the conference table, pinning her against it gently.
She pushes his suit jacket off his arms, and Jack tosses it on a nearby chair without breaking the kiss. She untucks his button-up from his dress pants and begins to work at undoing the buttons on it.
Jack deepens the kiss at the same time she begins working on the buttons to undress him. At least partially undress him. His hands slide around to her lower back, playing with the zipper of her dress.
As soon as she gets the last button undone, Jack pulls the zipper of the dress down. She reaches behind her and undoes the clasp that's holding her halter neck together. She breaks the kiss and looks up at Jack as she lets the top of her dress fall, revealing her upper body and breasts to him. She pushes the dress down until it pools around her ankles and she jumps up onto the table.
He looks her up and down where she sits almost naked for him. Jack undoes the belt and button holding his dress pants together as she reaches out. She wraps her fingers around his tie and tugs him toward her. Jack's hands rest on her thighs and he pulls her to the edge of the table.
She looks him up and down, his upper body exposed since his shirt hangs open. She licks her bottom lip before meeting his pretty blue eyes. Jack lifts his hand and cups her jaw for a second before his fingers slide to the back of her head. His fingers curl in her curly locks and he pulls her toward him, but he doesn't kiss her. Their noses softly brush against each other.
"Are you okay with this?" he asks. "If you'd rather do this in a bed or in the privacy of a room then we can but-"
She leans forward and kisses him to shut him up. At this moment, she's tired of hearing him talk. More touching, less talking.
A switch flips in Jack and he's slightly rougher with his movements. His lips move harshly against hers, but she reciprocates the energy. She reaches between them and unzips Jack's dress pants. They fall and pool around his ankles.
Jack leans into her and pushes her until she's flat on her back on the conference table. She bites her lip and watches as he pushes his boxers down, exposing himself to her. He's big. Just seeing him hard makes her moan softly.
He pull her lace thong to the side and lines himself up with her with one hand. His other hands runs over her torso and between her boobs. He pays attention to each one, squeezing and massaging the skin. "God, Jack," she sighs softly.
Just as she lifts her head to look at him, Jack pushes into her. She gasps at the unfamiliar stretch of Jack inside of her. His dick is bigger than the others that have been inside of her. And by "others", she means the one ex-boyfriend that she had. Jack is so much bigger than he was.
She adjusts to his size before Jack starts to rock his hips against hers. She slams her palms down on the table and tries to use her nails to grab onto the smooth top. His movements are slow and steady at first to make sure he doesn't hurt her, but as soon as she's adjusted, he's moving deeply and roughly into her.
"Fuck, Jack," she gasps as she sits up. She presses her chest against his and captures his lips in a hot kiss as he lifts one of her legs onto the table to keep her spread for him. She moans against his lips and he swallows every sound she makes.
Jack reaches between them and gently begins to rub her clit with his thumb. She gasps softly and Jack pushes his tongue into her mouth with the opportunity he has. He moves his thumb in gentle circles around the extremely sensitive bundle of nerves, careful not to apply too much pressure. Her legs begin to shake with slight overstimulation between his dick inside her and his thumb on her clit.
She grinds against his thumb, moving her body in sync with his as they continue to exchange hot kisses filled with tongue. Soft moans pass her lips with every movement he makes.
His movements slow but he thrusts deeply into her, filling her with his cock every time he moves into her. One of his hands slides into her hair to keep her close to him. Not that she was going anywhere. She's enjoying this closeness way too much.
The knot that formed in the pit of her stomach tightens to a point where it threatens to explode then and there. Her entire body shakes and Jack's movements get sloppy.
"Gonna come," Jack pants against her lips. "Fuck."
She nods and moves as close to the edge of the table as she can without falling off. Jack hooks his elbow under her bent leg that's on the table to make sure she doesn't hurt herself.
Jack's thrusts pick back up but they're sloppy movements. She rolls her hips against his.
His thumb picks up speed on her clit and that's the end of her.
"I'm coming- fuck!" she cries out as her entire body clenches around his cock. Jack fucks her through her orgasm. She grasps his upper arms, digging her nails into his skin as she releases around him.
His movements get sloppier and sloppier before he quickly pulls out of her and comes all over her thighs. Their heavy breathing from their respective orgasms is the only thing that fills the room. She gently lays herself back on top of the table.
He presses his hands into the table on either side of her, leaning on the table. He pants and looks at her. "Okay," he sighs. "I can officially check hooking up with someone at a wedding off my checklist."
She laughs and looks up at him. "You did that a little too well, Jack," she points out in a teasing voice. "Need to tell me something?"
"I don't normally hook up with women I meet four hours prior," he tells her. "Well, sometimes but it's not a regular thing. I don't tend to make it a regular thing."
"I know," she says. "Relax. I'm just messing with you." She begins to sit up and sees his come rolling down her thighs. "Can you go grab paper towels or napkins or something for me please?"
His eyes fall to her thighs and grins. "Give me a second," he sighs. "I need like thirty more seconds."
A giggle passes her lips before she softly kisses him. She couldn't resist stealing another kiss from him before they have to return to the reception.
Jack fixes his clothes then runs off to find something so she can clean herself up. He returns a few seconds later with some paper towels. She cleans her thighs off before she fixes her thong and pulls her dress back on. He zips up her dress and she clasps her halter neck together.
He fixes her hair as best as he can and she finds a mirror right outside of the conference room where she can quickly fix her makeup.
They make their way back to the reception with shared smiles. She definitely can't keep her eyes off of him now.
Jack goes off to the table with his brothers and she returns to her seat at the bridal party table. Dina looks at her with raised eyebrows when she sits down with a stupid smile on her face.
"And where have you been?" Dina asks, a smile on her face when she realizes where her best friend might have been.
"Nowhere," she lies. "Went to the bathroom."
"Right," Dina says. "And you didn't want to fix your eyeliner while you were in there?"
She looks over at Dina. "I was a little distracted."
Her best friend squints her eyes at her. "Was his name Jack Hughes?"
"Possibly."
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summary : Nico’s girlfriend surprises him in San Jose for his birthday
warning(s) : smut ! unprotected penetrative sex (pls be careful), oral (m!receiving), slight hair pulling (blink and you'll miss it), nicknames during sex, dirty talk … but also v sweet moments
author’s note : happy nico day to all who celebrate. my favorite captain <33 this was also supposed to be kinda short but i ended up getting carried away with it so ... enjoy
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One of her favorite places is California in wintertime. The sun always feels so good on her skin and the weather is perfect. Not too hot, but she doesn’t feel like she needs a bunch of layers to stay warm like she does in Newark.
Which is why when Jack reached out to her about flying her out to San Jose to surprise Nico for his birthday, she immediately said yes. She’ll fly in on the 3rd and arrive in San Jose sometime during practice. Jack gave her name to the hotel so she can grab a key to Nico’s hotel room to wait for him. They’ll have their one-on-one dinner that night then she’ll go to the game the next day and team dinner to celebrate his birthday.
Sounds like a good plan, and she can’t believe that Jack Hughes came up with most of it. He said that the recent three game losing streak they’re on might be taking a bit of a toll on him so he thought that having her around will help get his spirits up. She agreed.
That’s the reason she wakes up at five in the morning and ends up on a plane three hours later. They make a quick stop in Denver but she’s ultimately in San Jose by 1:30. She texts Jack when she lands but he won’t see it until he’s back in the locker room. She orders an Uber to get to the hotel that’s blocks away from the SAP Center.
She taps away on her phone for the ten minutes drive to the hotel from the airport.
Jack ends up texting her back as she’s pulling up to the hotel saying that they’re done practice and they’ll be leaving in about fifteen minutes. She does her best to get up to Nico’s room as quickly as she can. The receptionist does give her a key to Nico’s sixth floor hotel room and she practically sprints up there.
Once inside, she grabs the little outfit she had planned to wear for him when he got home but thought to grab it to surprise him. It’s a very revealing number that does little to cover her up. White lace bra, lace panties, and a see-through robe that falls just past her butt.
Yeah, this will take Nico’s mind off of hockey for a while. It better, especially since he hasn’t seen her since he left for this extended roadtrip right after Christmas. She's been losing her mind since he left with nothing but her fingers and an occasional FaceTime call to keep her busy.
Voices fill the hallway and she jumps on the one bed in the room. She is thankful that they gave Nico a room with only one bed because if he had a roommate like he normally does, their night would look very different. The sun shines into the room from the window behind her. She lays out in a provocative way that shows off every necessary part of her body.
The door beeps when as it's unlocked. She puts a smile on her face as the door swings open, revealing an exhausted Nico. He runs his fingers through his hair and rubs his neck while the door shuts behind him.
"Looks like you've had a rough day," she comments from her spot on the bed. Nico's head snaps up and his eyes land on her. "Bad practice at the rink?"
"What are you doing here?" Nico asks as he crosses the small room. "I thought you were busy this weekend."
She sits up leaning back on her hands with her chest out. "Oh, I am," she tells him, eyeing up the man in front of her. "I have big plans this weekend." She looks up at him with a grin on her face. "Is that okay?"
Nico laughs, shedding his track jacket. "I do have a hockey game to play tomorrow so it might put a little damper on your plans," he says. "And I heard the boys talking about possibly taking me out for dinner after the game."
"Oh, we have dinner plans tonight too," she explains. "But those are a few hours away so we have time to do whatever we want." She puts an emphasis on the last three words of that comment.
She gets on her knees on the bed and reaches out to him. She grabs the bottom of his shirt, pulling him closer to her. Nico steps closer to her and stands in front of her. "I should let the boys know that I'll be a little busy for the rest of the day," Nico tells her. "Tell them to leave me alone unless it's an emergency."
"Jack has that covered," she admits. "We worked together to get me here.. He'll be taking over your captainly duties for the night so you can spend some time with your girlfriend." Her fingers slide under his dri-fit t-shirt, flattening against his abs. She sucks her bottom lip between her teeth and keeps her eyes on his face. "That okay?"
He slowly nods. "Sounds good to me," he replies.
Nico's fingers fall to the knot holding the robe together at her waist. He tugs at it, letting the sheer fabric fall open and exposing the lace set she's wearing underneath. His eyes fall to the lack of clothing she has on under the robe. "Like it?" she questions as she shrugs off the robe and tosses it to the floor.
"It would look so much better on the floor," Nico comments.
The next few seconds happen so fast that she's barely able to wrap her head around it. Nico picks her up by the back of her thighs and drops her on her back with a giggle. He hovers on top of her, lying between her legs. Nico's lips are on hers a second later. The kiss makes her head spin, like most of the kisses they share.
Her fingers are in his hair to keep him close to her, curling slightly in his brown locks. She kisses him back with the same intensity that he first kissed her with. Nico's hips grind slowly against hers. A bulge begins to tent his track pants. The bulge rubs against her core and she groans against his lips. Nico takes full advantage and licks into her mouth.
She slowly manages to get him down to his boxers. Nico not wanting to break the kiss slows her down in getting his shirt off, but that's the first thing she works on to get it over with. The kiss breaks for about two seconds while Nico pulls his shirt over his head. He chucks it on the floor before his mouth is back on hers. She's never seen him take off his shirt so quickly. He kicks off his pants when she gets them to his knees.
Then she takes advantage of the fact that he's off-balance and flips him onto his back. She straddles his lap and presses kisses to his chest. Nico runs his fingers through her hair and ends up making a makeshift ponytail with her hair. He gently pulls on the ponytail, and she hums against his skin at the feeling.
"Love when you make those sounds for me, pretty girl," Nico tells her. She grins and hooks her fingers in the waistband of his boxers. She tugs at the fabric and pulls them off his body. His dick stands against his stomach, tip a fiery red. She licks her lips and settles between his knees.
"Time for you to relax, Neeks," she tells him. "My turn to take care of you."
She wraps her hand around his dick and gives him a few pumps. He sighs, eyes watching her every move. She sends him a little wink and leans down to take his cock in her mouth. Her tongue swirls around his tip, lapping up the bead of precome. She hums at the familiar taste as his dick fills her mouth.
Like usual, she has to use her hand to make up for what doesn't fit in her mouth. She bobs her head up and down, hollowing her cheeks and sucking every once in a while because she knows it drives Nico crazy.
His fingers tighten in her hair with every movement she makes.
"Fuck, liebling," Nico breathes out. "That pretty mouth of yours feels so good around me. Oh my God."
She grins around his dick and takes him as deep as she can without choking herself. She did that once after overestimating herself when they first got together and it was very embarrassing for her. Now, she knows her limits and hasn't done it since, but she's taught herself how to take most of him.
It's only a few more moments before Nico pulls her off his dick. She frowns at him as he pulls her up to him. He presses a soft kiss to her frown before he talks. "As much as I'd love to come in your mouth, I want to fuck you," he explains. "Want my dick inside you and make you come."
"I want you to fuck me," she mumbles as she traces his stubbled jaw and looks at his already kiss bruised lips. "I always want you, Nico."
"Did you bring condoms?"
Oh shit. That's the one thing she forgot. She didn't realize it until this moment.
Bad time to have that kind of realization.
"No," she admits. Nico looks disappointed. "But I'm okay without one right now."
"Yeah?"
"Mhm," she hums. "Want all of you, Neeks. Want to feel you."
Nico basically rips the lace set off her body to get her naked. He flips them back over so she's on her back underneath his large frame. He kisses her again as he lines himself up with her.
Her body clenches around his dick as he pushes inside her. He hums at the feeling while she shudders at the familiar stretch. Nico pushes until he's completely inside her. Then he waits for her permission to move.
The entire time, they share deep, longing kisses. Soft noises pass her lips and Nico swallows each sound. He's propped himself up on his elbows so he doesn't crush her under his body.
She allows herself to adjust to his size before nodding. "Go," she tells him without breaking the kiss.
Immediately, Nico rolls his hips. She lets her legs fall to the side to give him complete access to her. He starts slow, but his thrusts pick up speed every few seconds. He hooks one of her legs around his arm to get a new angle. The new angle allows him to move deeper into her.
"Nico," she gasps. "Fuck. Oh my- fuck."
His lips leave hers and attach to her jaw. Her back slightly arches off the bed to meet his hips when he goes to pull back. Nico pins her hips to the mattress. "Patience, liebling," he tells her. "I have you."
The tip of his dick grazes her favorite spot. She cries out his name then presses her lips into a line, cutting herself off. She probably shouldn't be too loud since who knows who's staying next to them. If it's a Devil, Nico will endure endless teasing from his teammates.
"Want you to be as loud as you want, baby," Nico pants against her skin like he can hear her thoughts. "I don't care who hears you."
"What if it's one of your-"
He pulls back and looks at her. "When I say that I don't care, I don't care," he reiterates. "Scream my name, scream in general. I really don't care. If my team hears how good I make my girl feel, they can deal with it because you know how much I love it when you're loud for me."
Her cheeks heat up, but she doesn't have time to respond because Nico slams into her. "Oh, fuck!" she cries out. "Nico. Oh my God."
"Good girl," Nico praises.
His words shoot straight to the forming knot in the pit of her belly. Her body begins to shake with her pending orgasm.
Nico's movements get messy as he gets closer to the edge himself. His speed is affected too. She matches his pace to chase her own climax.
"Nico, Nico Nico Nico," she chants. "Please."
"I have you," he pants. "Fall. I have you."
His movements slow, but he moves deeply inside her. His tip finds her favorite spot a couple of times and she's falling over the edge.
Her body clenches as she comes, squeezing his cock. Her vision whitens and she swears she sees stars. His name falls from her lips, as well as some curses.
She doesn't feel Nico pull out and spill on her stomach and thighs. She barely feels when he cleans her up. Consciousness finds her again when he crawls back into bed next to her. She looks over at him and gives him half a smile because she's still kind of out of it.
"Worth the surprise?" she asks.
"Absolutely," he replies. "Always worth the surprise."
The half a smile turns into a full smile and she curls up next to him. "Naptime, then dinnertime," she mumbles. "Don't let me sleep for more than an hour."
Nico hums in response and she's asleep seconds later.
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The Devils beat the Sharks the next day, and Nico had a four point game. Two goals, two assists. It's not a bad day for the boys at all. She heads back to the hotel to get ready for dinner. The boys will go back and get out of their suits, but they'll still dress nice because the restaurant they're going to is on the fancier end. Not a suits kind of fancy, but a button-up and nice pants kind of fancy.
She's also wearing Nico's Stadium Series jersey and she can't go into a fancy restaurant wearing a hockey jersey. Plus, she picked out a nice dress to the occasion. Something that Nico will definitely like as soon as he sees her wearing it.
It's a little black number that hugs her curves. Thin straps on her shoulders hold the dress up, and the skirt falls just past her butt. She pairs the dress with black heels. It's a warm day in San Jose so she doesn't mind showing some extra skin.
Nico comes into the room as she's doing her hair in the bathroom. She finishes straightening her locks and peeks her head out into the main room. Nico is pulling off his suit jacket and beanie, tossing both items onto the chair in the corner of the room.
"There's my first star," she says as she steps out of the bathroom with a smile on her face. "What a game for the captain's birthday. Good to know the boys do love their leader since they showed up for you today."
He wraps his arms around her shoulders and hugs her. "Glad you were able to be there," he replies. He presses a kiss to her temple. "I saw you in the crowd. Hard to miss red in a sea of teal."
"I saw you point to me when you scored that first goal," she laughs. "I knew you saw me. You went on to have one of the best games of the season. Makes sense considering the season you're having."
He grins and lets her go. "Alright," he sighs. "Let me freshen up a bit and we'll head down to the lobby to meet up with the guys. Most of them will be joining us. I think Toff is stopping by with a couple of his teammates too to have a couple of drinks. You met Toffoli last year when he was a Devil, right?"
She nods in response. Tyler Toffoli and his wife Cat are two of the most down to Earth people she's ever met. She loved hanging out with them when all the couples would get together for things. Nico loved having him on the team while he was a Devil. Cat gave her advice on how to be a NHL girlfriend since it was still so new to her.
Nico goes to freshen up and she does some light makeup to finish her look. They head down to the lobby once Nico's ready to go.
Jack, Luke, Timo, and Lazar wait for the pair. She greets the boys with hugs and congratulations on the recent win. Dougie, Stefan, and Brett are the next to come down. There's small talk amongst the boys while everyone makes their way down to the lobby to head to dinner.
Once those who decided to go are all in attendance, everyone heads out to the limo bus that was rented for the night since about twenty hockey players are going out. They all pitched in for this rental to the restaurant.
There's barely enough room on the bus for the boys so sit, so she sits on Nico's lap. He wraps his arms around her waist to keep her from falling off. He talks with the Hughes boy on either side of him.
Luckily, the restaurant isn't too far from the hotel. It's only a ten to fifteen minute ride to their destination. She's grateful because the last thing she needed was to fall off Nico's lap and expose herself to the entire roster.
Nico holds her hand as the pair lead the group onto the building. She is the one that talks to the hostess.
"There should be a reservation for a party of 25 under the name of Hischier," she explains.
She looks at the book. "Yes, I see it," she replies. "Right this way. We have a private room for you, just as requested."
The hostess leads the large group to the private area for their dinner. They get a bunch of looks as they're lead to the room. They did just play and beat the Sharks so no wonder they're getting looks.
Nico sits at the head of the table. She sits on one side of him and Jack sits on the other. She looks across the table at Jack and says, "Thanks for setting all this up, and for bringing me out here."
Jack shrugs. "It was no problem," he replies. "It seemed to work."
She smiles and looks at the menu.
Tyler Toffoli comes into the room about fifteen minutes after they get there. Fabian Zetterlund and an injured Vitek Vanecek are with him. All the former Devils that are on the Sharks have made appearances. The boys fall right back into their old ways, or that's what Nico tells her.
Food and drinks are ordered. Conversations are being had. She looks around the room at Nico's team. He's surrounded by a great group of guys and she couldn't be happier that all these people are in his life. He loves being their captain. She sees it all the time.
Nico gets her attention. "Hey," he says. "You okay?"
"Yeah," she sighs. "Just thinking." She pauses for a beat. "You love this group and it just makes me happy that you're surrounded by them."
"They're my family away from home," he tells her. "And you're my home. Having all of you in the same room is my favorite thing. Just so you know."
She grins. Her eyes look around the room to see everyone engaged in their own conversation. She leans over the table and pulls Nico into a quick kiss. "I love you, birthday boy," she whispers.
"I love you more, liebling."
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been slacking w requests and specials we’ve been doing but it’s a new year, and i’ve made it my goal to get to all waiting requests by the end of next month. if i don’t get it done, yell at me until i do get it done
summary : Nico and his girlfriend host a Christmas party on the eve of the holiday for the Devils before their roadie begins right after Christmas
warning(s) : nsfw ! sexual content, fingering, oral (f receiving), public teasing, dirty talk
author’s note : happy holidays to all who celebrate ! decided that my gift to y'all is another installment of the 1k celly series. enjoy whatever holiday you and your family celebrate <33
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Something is wrong with Nico.
Not physically wrong, but he’s just acting different. This behavior didn’t start until his teammates and coaches began showing up at their loft apartment for the party they’re hosting for the Devils players and staff. She been playing captain's girlfriend and has answered every doorbell then began making rounds to greet each player and coach.
All while Nico keeps a hand on her.
Her boyfriend isn’t usually the one to be affectionate in public so his hand constantly being on some part of her body is throwing her off her game. She’s more focused on his touch than conversing with her guests.
She doesn’t know what brought on this side of Nico, but she kind of likes it. She’s always wanted to be more affectionate around their friends and family, but Nico was never a huge fan and she didn't push it. All eyes were already on her since she's Nico's girlfriend so early on, she didn't care.
Right now though, she's curious.
Coach Keefe and his family arrive last, which signals the end of her time greeting teammates and coaches that arrive at their apartment for the party. She focuses on conversing with her guests and making sure everyone is okay.
What usually feels like a very large apartment feels very small at the moment. There is an entire NHL team scattered throughout the loft with their families. She can't even escape to the kitchen like she often does when there are so many people because there is a catering group preparing the meal.
Nico doesn't leave her side as they socialize amongst the players and coaches in attendance. He doesn't stop touching her either. He rests a hand on her waist or on her lower back now that they've started to have longer conversations and not running to the door to answer it.
Okay, that's very different. His behavior is making her very curious. It makes her wonder if there is something going on that he's not telling her.
Dinner is served around six. A mix of vegan and non-vegan options so everyone has something to eat. They've brought in extra tables and chairs so the adults can fit around the dining room table. Within their parents' eyesight, the kids sit at a smaller table together to eat. They are out of earshot though so the adults can have conversations that little ears shouldn't hear.
Her first serving is lasagna. It's probably the best lasagna she’s ever had. Perfect cheese to sauce to pasta ratio. Some of everything in every bite she takes. She lets out a borderline pornographic moan as she chews the bite.
Nico laughs beside her as he eats some of the steak he grabbed. “That good?” he asks with a grin.
“So good, Nico,” she tells him with a full mouth. “Oh my God. We are absolutely going to get this catering group again next time we host a party. Fuck.”
He laughs again and takes another bite of his steak.
She begins a conversation with Kristen Haula on her left side. The women talk about how well the boys have played, complimenting the other’s significant other as they talk. Their laughs are among others as small talk continues at the table.
Everyone’s plates are nearly empty about a half an hour later. Erik has jumped into her conversation with his wife while Nico converses with Jack and Luke on the other side of him.
Yet, his hand comes down on her knee under the table cloth. She folds her hands and holds them in front of her mouth as she presses her lips into a line. She listens to the Haulas share a story about their kids, and Nico’s hand slides up her thigh to the hem of her skirt.
Bold considering his teammates and coaches surround him. If any of them see him, he’s probably going to be incredibly embarrassed since it’s very rare that he’s this affectionate in public. Even in his own apartment.
She doesn’t stop him though. She should, but she lets him keep going. Even after his finger dip under the hem of her tight skirt. Her teeth pull at her bottom lip behind her hands. She begins to tune out the story that Kristen is telling her, focusing on Nico’s touch that moves closer to her uncovered core. Yes, she decided to go without a pair of panties because they would have shown through her dress via lines. Her dress is skin tight and she didn’t think she’d be doing much leaning over.
Little did she know that Nico’s fingers would be inches away from said core while his teammates and coaches sit at the table around him. She didn’t think that Nico would try to do this while at the table with his friends.
His fingers trace shapes under the skirt, teasing her since they’re so close to her core. She can feel butterflies begin to flutter in the pit of her stomach, the possibility of getting caught like this turning her on.
She’s about to make a comment about the story that the Haulas shared when Nico’s fingers dip between her crossed legs and graze her clit. His fingers run between her folds and dips into her.
She gasps at the action and covers her mouth as if she let out a hiccup.
“I, um …” she trails off as Nico shallowly fingers her. “I’m going to run to the ladies room very quickly. Excuse me.” She pushes her chair back and Nico’s hands slides out from under her skirt.
As normally as she can, she disappears down the hallway toward the bedroom she shares with Nico. She closes the door and leans against the wood. She clears her throat and lets out a heavy sigh.
The feeling of Nico’s hand between her legs is still there and she presses her thighs together to get some kind of friction.
Why would he do that? Now of all times? He has every opportunity in the world to finger her and he does it at Christmas Eve dinner with his team around him?
Something is wrong with Nico.
A soft knock rings throughout the empty room. She is quick to turn and open the bedroom door, coming face to face with her boyfriend.
“You are insane, you know that?” she questions. “God. If anyone saw what you were doing-”
“Good thing no one did then.”
He steps into the room and shuts the door with a click. Her mind races a thousand miles a second as Nico looks at her. “You are genuinely the craziest person I have ever met,” she reiterates.
“Mhm,” Nico hums as he takes a step toward her. “Tell me more.”
She takes a step back every time he takes a step toward her. “You did all that for what?” she asks. “You go from rarely every touching me or holding my hand to putting your fingers inside me at a table filled with your coaches and teammates. If that was your way of telling me that you want to be more affectionate in front of people then good job-”
Her knees hit the edge of the mattress and she is forced to sit when she falls. She looks up at Nico, who nudges her knees apart and stands between them.
“Are you done?” he asks as he traces her jaw with the game fingers he had inside her a few minutes ago. “Or are you going to let me finish what I started at the table?”
Heat rushes to her cheeks when Nico mentions the table. She nods in response to his question.
Nico sinks to his knees in front of her. Her eyes track his moment as he pushes her knees apart to get a perfect view of her glistening core. His lip drags across his bottom lip before he presses a trail of kisses up her thigh from her knee.
“Oh my God,” she gasps when his lips touch her core. She leans back and props herself up on her elbows. She drops her head back at the same time Nico pushes her skirt up so it pools around her waist.
His tongue runs through her soaked folds and she sighs at the feeling. Nico hasn’t shaved in a few days either so it feels really good to have his mouth on her. She arches her back when Nico’s tongue pushes inside of her.
“Fuck!” she cries out. “Nico!”
“Shh!” Nico tells her. “They’ll hear us. You need to be a little more quiet. Or I’ll have no choice but to stop and leave you like this.”
She shakes her head and Nico smiles up at her before he puts his mouth on her core. Her jaw drops when he slips a finger inside of her. It takes everything to not cry out his name again as he fingers her closer to her inevitable orgasm.
Between his mouth and his fingers, it won’t be long until she comes anyway.
Nico slowly works her closer to the edge, quickening and slowing his pace to keep her from coming before he’s ready to let her. She’s a panting mess under his touch and the knot in her stomach tightens to the point where it’s almost painful.
Her legs shake where they rest on Nico’s shoulders. She looks down and finds Nico looking up at her through his eyelashes.
His fingers curl in a ‘come here’ motion inside her at the same time he sucks on her clit. “Fuck,” she sighs. “Fuck, Neeks. Wanna come. Wanna make a mess on your face and fingers. Please, please please please. Wanna come.”
“Come then,” he mumbles against her sensitive skin. “You wanna make a mess on my face? Then come, baby.”
It only takes a few more curls of his fingers and sucks on her clit before she’s coming. Her entire body tenses as she comes. She cries out his name in soft whispers so their guests don’t hear her. Her vision whitens and she sees stars behind closed eyes.
Her body melt into the mattress beneath her. She whines at the loss of contact. Her legs drop off his shoulders as he stands up. He grabs something to clean her up. She sits up when he’s done, grabbing his waist before he has a chance to clean his face.
With wobbly legs, she stands up and wraps her arms around his neck. “Come here,” she breathes out. Nico smiles and leans down, initiating a soft kiss. She hums when she tastes herself on his lips. She deepens the kiss a bit and runs her fingers through his hair.
“What you did at the table was kind of hot,” she mumbles against his lips. “The idea of getting caught with your fingers inside me kind of turned me on. I won’t lie to you.”
Nico grins and pulls back from the kiss.
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
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i have been sooo slow on getting fics out and i am so so sorry. between having a birthday last week and preparing for the holidays (not to mention work), i haven't had as much time as i would like to write
i am working on lots of things (finishing up kinktober that has lasted two months, 1k celly, requests) for y'all so pls pls pls continue to be so so patient and i promise it'll all be worth it when i'm dropping fic after fic in the next few weeks
summary : after an encounter with an ex that leaves her with some bruising and feeling unsafe, she finds herself in Jamie's apartment, where her best friend is there for her like he always is
warning(s) : mentions of abuse / an abusive event, a past toxic relationship, oc made up for the plot
author’s note : i felt v inspired to write something for jamie so here y'all go
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She shouldn't have come out tonight. That's the only thing she can think of as she sits on the back of an ambulance. Her friend is talking to authorities while her face, wrist, and hand get checked out. Her ex-boyfriend is cuffed and being put in the back of a police car.
Her cheekbone stings and she can barely see out of her left eye. Her wrist is sore from landing on it awkwardly when she fell, and her hand hurts from being able to land one punch in self defense. She spoke to the same authorities as she was making sure her hand wasn't broken from that punch she landed.
The officer she spoke to made it clear that she wasn't in the wrong. He started everything when he came up to her and harassed her. She gave him several chances to walk away when he approached her. All she did was gently push him away from her when he got too close, and he started going off on her. That's how she ended up with a bruised face, busted up hand, and sore wrist.
It was all worth it though because she's been waiting for her asshole ex to finally go to jail for what he did to her during their relationship. She has all the pictures and proof they would need to put him away for awhile when she sends it to authorities.
For now though, she needs to go home and shower. She feels gross since her ex put his hands on her. Plus, a warm shower sounds like a dream.
Her friend comes over to her when she's done talking with the officer. The EMT looks between them as he finishes up his exam.
"I don't see a reason to go to the hospital tonight," he explains. "The cut on your cheek is superficial so it doesn't require stitches. I don't suspect any broken bones but if things feel like they're not getting any better by next week then head to an Urgent Care or the emergency room. Your neuro function is intact so I don't suspect brain injury. Ice and heat on your wrist and hand, and maybe even ice your cheek and eye to keep swelling down. Over the counter meds like Ibuprofen should be strong enough to keep pain at bey but again, if it gets too painful or things don't improve, seek medical help. Any questions?"
Both girls shake their heads. "Thank you," she tells the EMT. "Glad I'm not going to the hospital tonight."
The EMT packs up the medical kit. "I wouldn't drive until the swelling around your eye goes down," he suggests.
"I drove us here today so no worries," her friend replies. "Thanks for checking her out and keeping her out of the hospital."
He nods and the girls head to the car. She looks at her friend as they approach her car. The duo get in and heat immediately greets both of them as soon as the car is turned on. She hums at the warm air. It was too cold outside in her tiny dress and now broken heels.
She looks out the window as the police car with her ex drives off.
Her ex-boyfriend is probably not happy that he's going to jail, but he'll probably get out on bail until whatever happens next. The thought of him getting out of jail makes her stomach do somersaults. She gets very nervous going back to her apartment all by herself.
As her friend pulls out of the parking lot, she asks, "Can you drop me off at Jamie's instead of my place?"
"Yeah, sure," her friend replies. "Don't feel like going back to your own apartment?"
She shakes her head and looks out the window at the passing buildings. "I don't feel very safe going there by myself," she explains. "Security isn't exactly the best."
"I get it. I'll take you to Jamie's. I was thinking about doing that for the same reason."
The car ride gets quiet after that comment. She plays with her fingers and rubs her wrist when it gets too painful.
She thinks back to the events of the night and thinks that maybe she provoked him. She did shove him away from her so maybe it is her fault that she ended up in this position. It's always her fault anyway. It was always her fault when they were together so why would now be any different?
It wouldn't be any different.
Fifteen minutes after they leave the bar, the car pulls up to Jamie's apartment building. She thanks her friend for the ride and gets out. Shaking from the cold and the night's events, she pushes the buzzer to his apartment.
Hopefully he lets her in because it's kind of late. She has to push the button for a second time and slowly begins to lose hope that he's up.
"Who is it?" Jamie's voice suddenly comes from the intercom.
"It's me," she replies. "It's cold. Can I come up?"
The door in front of her buzzes and she lets herself into the building. She takes the elevator up to the fifth floor. She makes her way down the hallway to Jamie's apartment.
She only has to knock three times before the door swings open.
Jamie's eyes widen as he takes in her appearance. The sight of him is enough to make her lip wobble as she holds back tears. He reaches up and gently cups her face. His thumb grazes the cut on her cheek.
"Who did this to you?" he asks, voice soft. "Oh my God."
"I'm okay," she tells him. "Bruised and in a little pain but I'm okay. No broken bones, no concussion. It was Evan. I went out tonight with a friend and he was there and he-" She cuts herself off. "He got too close and I pushed him away and he attacked me."
"Come here."
He pulls her into his arms and envelopes her in a hug. She buries her face in his chest, ignoring the sharp pain that accompanies her action. Her tears begin to flow, wetting his t-shirt.
The door shuts behind her. Jamie's fingers run through her curls as he just holds her.
Neither of them speak, but his hug is enough to make her feel safer than she ever has. Since their breakup, she's been terrified that Evan was going to pull something like this. She never got a restraining order because that meant she would've had to actually file a report, and that would've only pissed him off.
Being here with Jamie though, she feels incredibly safe. His arms are her home. They've always been her home. She's always wanted them to be her home.
"Let's get you changed and into bed," Jamie says. "I'm sure you want to get into something more comfortable. Plus, you look a little cold. and my bed is nice and warm."
She pulls back and looks up at her best friend. Jamie reaches up to gently dry her cheeks, avoiding the cut and bruises on her face. She leans into his touch and Jamie doesn't move his hands. She wishes she could see out of both her eyes because all she wants to do is look at Jamie.
Feelings have always been there for him. She's had some kind of feelings for Jamie for years, but it was recently when she realized that she loved him. The only place she wanted to be was here after Evan attacked her at the bar.
Her first thought when Evan was landing punch after punch was how much she wished Jamie was there to protect her. He probably wouldn't have gone after her had Jamie been there.
"Thank you for letting me crash here," she whispers. "I know it's kind of a burden with your schedule-"
"You'll never be a burden," Jamie interrupts. "You could've shown up here at three in the morning on a game day and I'd still be up and opening the door for you. You're more important than hockey, and you always will be."
Her vision gets blurry all over again as she looks up at him. "I don't deserve you," she tells him, voice cracking in the process. Jamie tries to say something but she shakes her head. "I don't, Jamie. You've always been here for me despite your crazy life. You've always made time for me no matter where you are or what's going on in your life."
"Because you're my best friend," he explains. "And I-" Jamie cuts himself off, shaking his head. "You're more important than anything that's going on in my life."
The tears fall over and roll down her cheeks. Jamie's thumbs wipe them away. "Really?"
"Really," he softly tells her. "I would drop whatever I was doing to make sure you're okay. I mean it, okay. I'd even leave practice if you called and said you needed me somewhere, even if it meant that I got benched the next game. It kills me that I wasn't there to protect you tonight. I could've prevented this."
That's what she's wanted to hear. She's been waiting for those words to pass his lips. "I wanted you there tonight," she admits. "All I wanted after was you. Jamie, I wish you could've been there to protect me, but you're protecting me now by letting me be here."
He tucks a loose curl behind her ear. "You're welcome to stay as long as you want," he tells her. "Stay until you feel safe going back to your apartment by yourself. Hell, I'd be okay if you moved in if that would help you feel safer."
She nods and sucks on her bottom lip. "Thank you."
"That's what I'm here for," Jamie whispers. "Let's go get you changed, okay? We can talk more when you're more comfortable. I'll go grab you something to wear from my closet."
She nods for a second time and Jamie lets her go to go get her some clothes. Her eyes follow him before her feet begin to move. She follows him into his bedroom and he digs through his closet to grab something for her to sleep in. She leans against the doorframe.
Jamie tosses a t-shirt and pair of gym shorts onto the bed. "I'll let you get changed," he tells her. "Come out when you're done and I'll make you something to eat or get you a snack. Whatever you want, okay?"
"Okay," she agrees. "Thanks."
He nods and pushes past her to leave the room. She grabs his wrist as he walks by. Jamie stops in his tracks and looks at her, eyebrows raised in question.
Without an exchanged word, she pulls him toward her gently. Jamie looks down at her while her eyes scan his face. She reaches up and cups his stubbled jaw, tracing his cheekbones with her thumbs. Her heart races in her chest as she gets on her tiptoes to press a kiss to his cheek, dangerously close to the corner of his mouth. She lingers longer than she should before she pulls back and flattens her feet.
Seconds seem like hours as the two of them look at each other in the doorway of Jamie's bedroom. Neither of them have moved in a little bit. She doesn’t think she wants to move at this point.
Jamie makes the first move though. He returns the same cheek kiss and she closes her eyes, taking in his touch. She turns her head before he can pull back. His face is super close to hers, and he doesn’t move.
He mumbles something then crashes his lips to hers in a kiss that makes her head spin. Her fingers slide into his hair and cradle the back of his head.
She used to dream of his kisses when her feelings for him started to develop years ago. She had sweeter dreams where they would share soft kisses. There also were dreams where she would wake up and need a cold shower to calm herself down.
This is nothing like those dreams. She imagined their first kiss thousands of times, but she never imagined it would happen like this. It’s soft, yet heated. He’s being so careful not to hurt her.
That’s Jamie Drysdale.
The kiss is short, but it makes her want more. Just not tonight. It’s already been a long night.
“Get some sleep,” Jamie tells her. “I’ll talk to you in the morning.”
“Stay.”
“Not tonight. I want to make sure you’re safe first.”
“I’d be safer with you here with me,” she admits. “Don’t sleep on the couch. Stay with me. Jamie, please.”
He thinks about it for a second before he nods. “Okay. I’ll stay.”
If Jamie is going to do anything, it’s be there for her. He’s always there for her, no matter what.
And that’s what she loves most about him.
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below the cut are blurbs that have been posted in honor of hitting 1k, hence the 1k celly. just wanted to say thank you once again because without you, i wouldn’t be here or at 1k. enjoy xx - malia
— these are not gonna be posted in the order that they are listed below but they will all eventually be posted
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KEY : ❀ = fluff | ✧ = angst | ♡ = smut / nsfw
“oh, fuck me—” “okay” “what?”
“you can take it”
“please teach me”
“shh! they’ll hear us” (w/ nico hischier)
“why do you care?” “because i’m in love with you”
“who did this to you?” (w/ jamie drysdale)
“would you still love me if i was a worm?”
“i was already yours”
“if you want something, you have to use your words”
“i’m sorry, i swear i tried, but i just can’t get over you”
hi!!! i’m a big sucker for secret relationships lol could you please do a matthew knives one where she is mitch marners younger sister and they have been secretly dating and mitch finds out in a bad way and it’s kind of angsty but then everything works out? thank you for your time!!
[ my little secret ] m. knies
paring : Matthew Knies x fem!reader
summary : Matthew and his girlfriend accidentally expose their entire eight month relationship after he gets hurt during a game, and Mitch isn't very happy about it
warning(s) : angst galore (but w a happy ending), mentions of injury, injured!kniesy, occasional use of y/n
author’s note : wanted to write something angsty and decided to knock out a request at the same time. enjoy and sorry this request took so long <33
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The game is going okay. Right now, the Leafs are up 2-1 against rival Boston. Her brother has assists on both Toronto goals while Matthew scored the go-ahead goal about halfway through the third. The Leafs defense is playing great defense and blocking shots from the Bruins. The forwards are keeping Boston from getting any momentum when they hop over the boards for each shift.
This is probably the best the Leafs have looked all season against a surging Boston team that struggled at the beginning of the season.
It's not long after Matthew scores the go-ahead goal that Boston begins to show some frustration. Their physical players begin to get a little more physical, laying more hits on the Leafs players. The Leafs are taking those hits like champs and some are returning the same physicality.
Until Brad Marchand lays a hard hit on Matt and he lands awkwardly on his outstretched arm. Her boyfriend curls up on the ice around the arm he landed on and a whistle is blown. A member of the training staff is immediately on the ice to look at Matthew.
She stands up with the crowd around her, hands covering her mouth as she waits for Matt to stand up. The crowd at Scotiabank Arena is so quiet, she should hear a pin drop from the other side of the stands.
It feels like an eternity later when Matt gets up on his own. The crowd claps for him, but she's too focused on the fact that he's holding his left arm close to his body. Mitch skates right behind him with his stick, which is hands to the equipment manager while Matthew goes down the tunnel.
With about five minutes left in the period and the Leafs up in the game, she makes her way down to the hallway that contains the in-arena gym, locker room, equipment room, and the athletic training room where Matt probably is.
She shows her credentials before she's let into the hallway. The horn on the ice sounds and the crowd cheers, signaling either a goal or a Leafs win. She's not sure how much time has gone by by the time she is standing outside the training room door.
After knocking lightly, she pushes open the door a little bit to get a look at her boyfriend. She sees Matthew on one of the tables half undressed. He only has on his shorts, socks, and skates. His gear is on the floor with his jersey and compression shirt.
The doctor notices her before Matt does. "Sorry, but you can't be he-"
"It's fine," Matt winces as the doctor presses on his wrist. "She's here for me anyway. Come on in, (Y/N)."
She steps into the medical room and walks up to Matt on the table. His doctor keeps pressing on and examining his wrist. He has Matt wiggle his fingers, tests his wrist flexion, and he finds the most painful points.
All while Matt winces in pain. A second horn goes off and the crowd above them cheers. The song that usually plays after a Leafs win starts to play, which means the boys will be making their way back to the locker room any second.
"Well, good news is that your wrist isn't broken," the doctor explains to Matt. "But I do think you have a mild sprain. I'd like to get scans done in the morning to confirm."
"And how long will I be out?" Matt asks.
"With rest and recovery, two weeks minimum," his doctor replies. "If you come back too early, it could be longer so I suggest staying off the ice until I clear you to return to practice. We'll come back and reassess a week from tomorrow once I confirm the sprain then come up with a plan to return to play. Until then, rest. I'll give you a brace you can use for the next few days."
Matt nods and the doctor walks off to find a brace that he'll use for a while. She intertwines her fingers with his as soon as the doctor has his back turned to them. He looks up at her with big, sad eyes. She frowns at the sight of a sad Matthew Knies.
This is a risky moment for both of them given where they're at, but she couldn't help but touch him and show him that she's here for him since she can't say anything right now. Not with the team doctor ten feet away from them.
The doctor turns around and she pulls their fingers apart. Matt holds out his injured wrist so the doctor can show him how to put the brace on. "How does it feel?" he asks Matt. "Not too snug?"
"Nope," he replies. "Comfortable."
"Good," the doctor says. "I want to see you back here in the morning for some x-rays and other tests to rule out breaks or internal damage. Okay?"
Matt nods and the doctor claps him on the back. He leaves the room, probably to go tell the coaching staff about his injury. Matt sighs and reaches to grab his compression shirt when he hops off the table.
She glances at the door to make sure no one walks in before she pulls Matthew into a hug by his torso once his shirt is on.
"I'm so sorry you got hurt, Matty," she softly says into his chest. "That hit looked bad. It could've been so much worse. I'm so glad it wasn't."
"I'm still benched for at least a week," Matt sighs. He runs his fingers through her wavy locks before he cradles her head against his body. "I'll be staying here while the boys go out on that west coast roadie. I was looking forward to some California sun after a few inches of snow over the weekend."
There's a hint of amusement in his voice, but she doesn't find it very funny. She peels her face off his chest and looks up at him. "It's not funny, Matthew," she tells him. "You got hurt. You avoided what may have been a season ending injury, but you still got hurt. None of this is very funny to me, and you're cracking jokes about missing out on the California sun."
He realizes what his words were and quickly becomes apologetic. "I'm sorry, baby," he says. "No injury is funny, even one as minor as mine."
"I thought you were really hurt, Matty," she admits. "When you were down on the ice. I thought that something was broken or torn while you were lying there. What if this was worse than a wrist sprain and you were making jokes about missing games?"
Matthew's healthy hand slides to cup her face. He rubs his thumb along her cheekbone and frowns. "I'm okay," he whispers to her. "I'm okay. Nothing is torn or broken or dislocated. It's just a sprain. It's not season ending and I'll be back on the ice in a week. It just sucks that I'm out at all."
She presses her face back into his chest and he engulfs her in a hug. He buries his head into her hair and presses a kiss to her temple. "You're okay," she echoes. "Thank God you're okay."
He softly hums into her hair. She looks up at him at the same time he tilts her head up. Matthew leans down since his skates give him a little extra inches to his six-foot-three frame. Their lips meet in a soft kiss when she gets on her tiptoes. Her hands grasp at his shorts to give her some stablity.
They stand like that longer than they probably should, but she can't help but kiss him. All her anxiety about the last fifteen minutes melt away the longer the kiss goes.
The door opens and she hears her brother's voice. "How you doing in here, Kniesy?" Mitch questions. They both jump away from each other and look at Mitch, who stops in his tracks when he sees his little sister in the training room with his teammate. "(Y/N), why are you-- with Matthew? Kissing Matthew?"
She quickly looks between her brother and her boyfriend. "I, um ..." she trails off. Then Mitch angrily starts toward the two of them with a look in his eyes that she's seen before when the two of them caught an ex cheating on her. "Mitchy, stop." She tries to push against him with little success.
"My little sister?" Mitch asks as he shoves Matthew. "Are you kidding me?" Matt stumbles backward a little bit since he's still in his skates. She grabs at Mitch's t-shirt to try and stop him, but he overpowers her for a second time.
"Mitch," she tries again. "Enough. I'm an adult. I'm allowed to be with whoever I want to be with."
Mitch looks back at her. "This is my teammate, (Y/N)," he tells her. "My goddamn linemate most games, and you're in here kissing him? He's one of my closest friends and you're, what, hooking up with him behind my back?"
"It's not like that-" Matthew tries to say.
"And you," Mitch interrupts. "My little fucking sister. I trusted you and you go and do something like this? Are you actually kidding me? God, I can't believe you. Either of you. Do you know how embarrassing this is for me? That my sister and one of my teammates snuck around my best for who knows how long. Snuck around at my house, my second home."
She looks at Matt, who looks genuinely terrified of what's happening right now. "Mitch, can you listen to me for a second before you start talking about something you know nothing about?" she asks. "There is a lot more to this story than you think."
Her brother rubs his face and shakes his head. "I don't think there's anything you can tell me that I don't already know-"
"I am in love with him, Mitch!" she shouts. "We're not just hooking up or anything like that. We're actually together. I love him and he loves me. If you would listen instead of assuming things then you'd know that."
It looks like someone slapped her brother across the face when she admits to him that she loves Matt. His eyes widen and his jaw goes slack. He looks between the two of them. She takes a few steps backward so she's standing beside her boyfriend while her eyes stay on Mitch.
Mitch blinks at them for a second before he says, "I need a little bit. I just need a second before we continue this conversation because I'm beyond angry and feeling very betrayed right now. Do what the two of you want because you're going to do it anyway but please do not talk to me while I'm on this roadie. Okay?"
They both nod and Mitch turns to walk out of the room. She lets out the breath that she was holding before she looks up at Matthew, who has color in his face again.
"We should've told him when we got together," Matt tells her without looking at her. "He's right. He's one of my closest friends and he's my linemate on the ice. I shouldn't have messed with that chemistry. It might affect our on ice performance, which is going to mess with the whole team's performance. Oh my God."
"Matthew," she sighs as she steps in front of him. "Hey. I made that choice too. He's my brother and I thought he'd get angrier if we told him at first. These eight months have shown us that we love each other and that I want this forever. If we told him at first, it wouldn't have given us that chance. I don't regret not telling him because we had that time to ourselves to figure us out. I'll talk to him when he gets back from the roadie and it'll be okay. I promise."
He nods. "I need to go get changed then we can go," he tells her. "Wish me luck that he doesn't throw any of his gear at me in the locker room."
"You have my full permission to throw something back at him."
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The week and a half that the roadie takes feels like forever. All she can do is watch her brother enter a slump while on the west coast. She respects his wishes and doesn't text or call him while he's on the road, but it's one of the hardest things she's ever had to do.
Matthew gets clears to go non-contact on the ice eight days after the initial injury. Brad Marchand was given a two game suspension and a large fine for intent to injure. At least, that's what the NHL Department of Player Safety announced the day after his hit on Matt. She sits at the Leafs practice building while she watches Matt work on some stickhandling and skating drills by himself.
It's two weeks after the game versus Boston when Mitch reaches out to his little sister.
from: big bro mitchy <3 - 3:09 pm
can i come over ? to talk. i think im
ready to talk
to: big bro mitchy <3 - 3:11 pm
yeah. matt's here too, if that's okay
He doesn't respond, but she lets Matt know that Mitch is coming over to her apartment. They both sit on the couch when a knock announces Mitch's arrival.
She opens the door and Mitch walks into the apartment without a greeting. She's on his heels when he walks into the living room. Matt stands up to face Mitch.
"You better treat her right, Knies," Mitch tells him. She blinks in total confusion. "I mean it, Matt. If I find out that you hurt her in any way, I'll put your ass back on IR faster than you can blink. Got it?" He nods in response. "Now, can I have a few minutes alone with my sister? I have some things I need to say to her and I don't need you in the room while I do."
Matt quickly disappears down the hallway to her bedroom. The door distantly clicks shut and Mitch turns to her. She stands straight up as she faces her brother.
They look at each other for a second before she concedes first. "I am so sorry that neither of us told you about our relationship," she says. "But I'm going to tell you that I don't regret not telling you. Matt and I needed some time to figure out how we work together before we told anyone. Then we were together longer and longer and we thought you would be so mad that we didn't tell you-"
"Oh, I'm mad alright," Mitch interrupts her. "I mean, there are millions of people in the Toronto area that you could've started a relationship with. There are hundreds of players in the league itself and you chose to enter a relationship with my linemate of all people."
"You're angry because I'm dating someone on your team? she asks. "Of all the reasons to be angry, you're mad because I fell in love with Matt? Mitch, that's you're fault. You're the one that introduced us because Matt was a rookie in a big city and I'm about as old as he is. You thought that we could lean on each other since I also had just moved to Toronto to pursue a career."
"I didn't think you'd date him," Mitch retorts. "Let alone fall in love with him."
She rolls her eyes. "I can't help who I fall in love with and you should know that," she spits at him.
Mitch sighs and rubs his face. "I'm just trying to look out for you," he tells her. "You're my little sister."
"And he's one of your closest friends so you should know what kind of guy he is," she replies. "I'm 23, Mitch. I don't need you looking out for me. Believe me when I say that I very hesitantly started a relationship with Matt because I know how hockey players can be. He quickly showed me that he's not like other hockey players. He genuinely loves me, more than any of my previous boyfriends ever have."
Her brother frowns at her. "I just wish I could have watched you fall in love," he explains. "And know you were falling in love. I only find out you're in love and in a very serious relationship months later. I don't want to know how many months later but months later. It sucks not being able to watch my little sister grow up and find love until after."
Okay, she never thought of it like that. She never thought that it took away an opportunity for Mitch to watch her grow up a little bit, or find love. He was there for all her other relationships. Why not this one?
"I'm sorry, Mitchy," she softly tells him. "I really am. I don't want you to be mad because this is the best relationship I've ever been in. I'm sorry I took away watching me fall in love, but I didn't want to fall in love under the close eye of my older brother. Especially not when my boyfriend is his teammate. I needed to find me and how I worked with Matt. That's it. That's why neither of us told you."
He wraps his arms around her shoulders and envelopes her in a hug. She sighs and wraps his arms around his torso. "I could never be mad at you for very long," he admits. "I needed some time to think about what I was going to say to you when I calmed down. I didn't want to say something I might regret. I get why neither of you told me now."
"We wanted to so many times but it was never the right time," she says. "We were going to say something before the end of last season, then you were so focused on playoffs that we couldn't. Then the Boston series happened, and that wasn't the best time either. Then it was the offseason and we decided to wait even longer. Then this season started and it never seemed like the best time because the two of you had some great on ice chemistry. So we waited and waited until it was too late and it never felt like the right time."
Her brother backs away the hug and looks her in the eyes. "I don't want you to ever not tell me something because you think hockey is in the way," he sternly tells her. "I mean it. You're way more important than hockey will ever be. If you have something to tell me, then tell me next time, okay?"
She nods in response. "Got it," she softly says.
"By the way, I kind of knew something was up with you because you were around a lot more often than you were before," Mitch admits. "But you were always wearing my jersey so I thought it was because you really liked watching hockey. I had no idea it was because you were dating Matt. It makes sense looking back on it now."
A laugh passes her lips before she can stop it. "Hate to break it to you but it was because of Matt," she tells him. "I didn't wear his jersey because that would've meant telling you, which neither of us were ready for."
Mitch smiles at her. "I know," he says. "You look happy. I've never seen you this happy or in love before. It looks good on you, little sister."
"Thank you, big brother," she replies. "Can Matt come out now or are you going to give him the big brother talk?"
"Oh, I'll give that to him in the locker room," he laughs. "I'll tell you that you're allowed to wear his jersey now since I know. You've probably wanted to wear it before so you can now."
"Awesome," she says. "I've worn your jersey for too long. It's Matt's turn."
Footsteps echo down the hallway before they emerge into the living room. "I wasn't eavesdropping or anything but I heard that I could come out," Matt's voice says behind her. She turns her head and looks at her boyfriend. "Are we okay?"
Mitch walks up to her boyfriend and Matt sharply inhales. Her older brother holds out his hand. "We're good," he tells his linemate. "We're going to have our own talk though because that is my little sister you are involved with."
"Understood," Matt replies.
With a huge smile on her face, she runs up to Matt and wraps herself around his torso. "My favorite boys are friends again," she says as she looks up at Matt. "And you're no longer my little secret."
"I better be the first person you tell when you put a ring on her finger, Knies," Mitch warns. "Or bad things will happen."
"I'll come to you and ask for your permission to marry her if it'll make you feel better," Matt replies. "When we eventually get to that point."
"Good," her brother says. "I'll get out of your hair. I just wanted to come talk to you guys for a second. I'm going out with Steph for an early dinner but I didn't want you guys to think I hated you."
The boys give their version of a hug goodbye. Mitch presses a kiss to her temple before leaving. She looks at Matt.
"Feel better?" she asks. "Knowing it's not going to mess with your on ice chemistry now?"
"A little."
"What will help you feel even better?"
"I think you already know." Matt takes a step backward down the hall that leads to her bedroom.
She grins. "I like the way you think, Kniesy."
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summary : after a Devils win, Nico gets interviewed in the locker room after scoring his first NHL hatty. he slips up in front of the cameras and mentions his girlfriend for the first time. it doesn't stop her from showing Nico how proud she is of him though ...
warning(s) : smut ! p in v protected sex, oral (m receiving), pet names during sex, language throughout. possibly wrongly translated german (i'm learning)
author’s note : this plot has been in my head for a while so here i am. pls just indulge me w this bc i was having a moment while writing it
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(Y/N) swears she won't have a voice come the morning.
As soon as the puck went into the net and the goal horn went off for the third time, she's been screaming in the suite with the other Devils wives and girlfriends. Her boyfriend just scored his first NHL hat trick and she couldn't be prouder of him. They're now up 5-2 on the Sabres with less than a minute left in the game.
Jack and Dawson have a goal each along with Nico's three goals. It's a four-point night for her captain boyfriend since he got an assist on Jack's power play goal. She remains standing until the final horn that signals the game is over. The Rock is buzzing as the Devils give Vitek some goalie hugs.
She records when Nico is announced as the first star of the game for his four-point night. The crowd cheers as loud as they did when Nico scored the hat trick. Her lips hurt from smiling for nearly ten minutes straight.
As soon as Nico skates off the ice, (Y/N) makes her way down to the players' lounge room that the wives and girlfriends usually hang out in before and after the game. She hangs out with Vitek and Erik's wives as she waits for the players to come in after they've changed and showered.
Notifications start coming through about a half hour after going to the players' lounge. A lot of notifications. New followers, lots of likes and comments on Instagram. A lot of mentions on Twitter. She has no idea what's going on.
(Y/N) reads one tweet that's in her mentions that has a clip attached to it.
vina @/hischiers
i knew there were rumors but nico hard launching his relationship after the game was not something i expected to happen today of all days
She clicks on the clip of Nico in his postgame interview and watches it.
Amanda Stein asks off camera, "Did you have any friends or family present for the game today to witness your first NHL hat trick?"
Nico doesn't hesitate to reply, "My girlfriend came to her first Devils home game today." He smiles and bites his bottom lip. "Yeah, she, uh, this game was really special for me because she's here and she got to witness my first hat trick in person." He blushes and doesn't stop smiling in the clip.
"Oh my God," (Y/N) gasps as the clip restarts.
They never talked about going public with their relationship. They've been dating for about seven months. Nico is one of hockey's most popular players, and (Y/N) has seen how loved he is among the fans. She's basically a no one from Newark dating the captain of a hockey team in the NHL.
The players begin to make their way into the lounge area. They make their way to their wife or girlfriend or really whoever they invited to the game. Her eyes are on the door as she waits for Nico to come in.
Jack and Luke walk into the room with Nico five minutes after the rest of the team does. They're deep in conversation but she can't help but run over to her boyfriend and basically jump into his arms.
Both Hughes boys both laugh as Nico catches her and she wraps herself around him completely. He wraps his arms around her torso so she doesn't fall.
"Congratulations, baby," she says against his hair. It's still damp so he recently showered. "I'm so proud of you."
"Guess you're my good luck charm," he laughs in reply. (Y/N) pulls back so she can see his face and he looks genuinely happy. "I play a lot better when you're in attendance."
She shakes her head and smiles. "I think that's bullshit," she tells him. "There's a reason you're one of the league's best players since you came back from your injury. It's not because of me."
"I think you should come to more games anyway," Nico says. "Clearly I like when you come to games."
(Y/N) laughs and rests her hands where Nico's shoulders meet his neck. "I'll come to games whenever you want," she replies. "You like to show off when I come."
He smiles and nods. "I gotta show off for my girlfriend," he retorts. "Especially when she looks so good in my jersey."
"Flatterer," she laughs before she leans down and captures his lips in a soft kiss. Nico laughs into the next kiss before she pulls back and looks at him. "By the way, did you know you told the entire league and it's fans that you have a girlfriend during your postgame interview?"
"You saw?"
"It's all over social media, Nico. People are saying you hard launched our relationship."
She lets her legs drop and Nico lowers her to the ground. "There were rumors anyway," he replies. "It was bound to come out. Did it bother you? It just kind of came out when I was asked and I wasn't really thinking about the fact that we never talked about it."
"I just would've liked a little heads up," she tells him with a smile on her face. "Are you ready to go?"
He nods and begins to make the rounds to say goodbye to the Devils. She never lets go of his hand as he says goodbye to his teammates. It's his job as captain to tell the team how good they did so he doesn't forget about that. He congratulates Jack and Dawson on their goals before they finally head to the parking lot.
Nico drove them to the Prudential Center in his car so she sits in the passenger seat of the car so Nico can drive them to whoever's place is closest. Which is Nico's apartment.
As they leave the parking lot, Nico stops and says hi to some fans. Pictures are taken where (Y/N) is definitely in the background but at this point, she doesn't care. Nico already told the entire world that he had a girlfriend that was at the game.
He signs some jerseys and pucks, takes some pictures, and gets more than a few congratulations on his hat trick before Nico finally pulls out of the parking lot. He looks over at (Y/N), who gives him a small smile as they stop at a red light.
"You played really well tonight," she tells him. "I'm not just saying that because you had a four-point night but you played really well. I'm so proud of you for getting your first hat trick tonight. I can't believe that I was able to watch it happen in person."
Nico laughs and says, "I told you that you're my good luck charm. The first game you come to after we start dating and I score my first NHL hat trick. It's not a coincidence."
She shakes her head with a smile on her face and looks out the window until they get to Nico's. She plays with her thumbs under the sleeves of her too big jersey that Nico gave to her a few weeks ago.
Fifteen minutes after leaving the arena, Nico pulls into his apartment building parking lot and parks in his usual spot. Her car is parked next to his. They get out and begin the trip up to the top floor of the building where Nico lives.
The building is ten stories tall so it takes a minute for the elevator to get up to the tenth floor from the first floor. Their fingers are laced together the entire time.
(Y/N) follows close behind as Nico unlocks the front door to his penthouse apartment. She wraps her arms around his torso as he unlocks the door and presses her front to his back. "You can't wait until we get inside?" Nico asks as the stupid door finally unlocks.
"Nope," she replies, popping the "p". "I wanna show you how proud of you I am."
He laughs before he pushes the door open. (Y/N) stumbles inside after her boyfriend. She closes the door behind her and Nico presses her against it with his hands on her waist. She stares up at him like she’s challenging him to do something.
Nico looks her up and down. “I wasn’t lying earlier when I said you looked good in my jersey,” he tells her. His voice is deeper and accent thicker than it normally is. “I love seeing my name and number on your back. Knowing you’re mine. It’s so hot. You're so beautiful.”
“Do something about it.” Her voice almost comes out as a whisper. She is absolutely challenging him at this point.
He leans down and captures her lips in a searing kiss. Her heart leaps in her chest when their lips touch. Her back hits the door with the force of the kiss and her fingers grasp at the collar of the jacket Nico is wearing. (Y/N) pulls him as close to her as she can get him.
He presses himself completely against her and slots a thigh between her legs. She has to resist the urge to grind up against his thigh to give herself some relief from the pressure that's building between her legs.
"Off," she mumbles as she pushes Nico's jacket off his shoulders. He helps her out and shrugs the fabric off. He kicks it to the side when it hits the floor and grabs her by the waist.
She pushes her waist off the door and they stumble toward the master bedroom where Nico sleeps. Their shoes are kicked off by the door and Nico's jacket is abandoned on the floor. He loses his tie in the living room and his button-up is lost in the hallway.
When Nico falls onto his back on the mattress, all he's wearing is his suit pants. Even they're unbuttoned and the belt is on the floor. (Y/N) looks down at her boyfriend on the bed and gnaws on her bottom lip.
Sometimes she doesn't know how she got so lucky. She fell in love with the most beautiful and loyal guy. He's captain of a NHL team but still manages to find time to see her whenever he can. He's a talented hockey player that fell in love with her.
She can't believe this is her life. Being able to fall in love with Nico has been the best thing that's ever happened to her. Being able to be loved by Nico is an honor.
"You okay?" Nico asks as he sits up. His hands run up and down the back of her thighs. "You look deep in thought."
"Just thinking," she tells him as she crawls onto his lap. She straddles his waist. "I don't know how I got so lucky to love and be loved by you. You could've fallen in love with anyone but you fell in love with me."
Nico smiles up at her and wraps his arms around her waist. "I fell in love with you because you are the most incredible and beautiful woman I have ever known," he replies. "You're so supportive of me despite my crazy schedule. I don't know how I got so lucky."
Her face gets hot as she smiles. "I'm proud of you, Nico," she says. "I am so happy that I get to see you grow as a person and a player." She leans down and presses a quick kiss to his lips. "Gonna show you how proud of you I am."
She slides down to her knees on the floor at the foot of the bed. Her fingers work on unzipping his pants. She pulls Nico's pants and boxers off in one pull. His hard dick pops out of its prison and stands against Nico's stomach. (Y/N) throws them to the floor and kisses up the inside of his leg from his knee.
After placing a soft kiss to his hip bone, she takes him in her hand and gives him a few slow pumps. Nico grabs a pillow and uses it to prop his head up so he can see her without straining his neck. She smiles up at him before she takes him in her mouth.
"Oh, fuck me," Nico breathes out as (Y/N) moves her head up and down on him. "That mouth of yours feels so good, liebling."
(Y/N) loves it when Nico uses German nicknames on her, especially when they're in bed. They sound ten times hotter when her mouth is on him or when he's inside of her. There have been times when (Y/N) has been in control and Nico has been reduced to speaking his native language.
She'll never get enough of it.
One of her hands makes up for what can't fit in her mouth while the under snakes into the leggings she's wearing under the jersey. Her own fingers run through her folds and work her toward her orgasm. She lets out an occasional hum, which drives Nico crazy. She knows it drives Nico crazy by the way he squirms under her touch every time she does it.
Then she does the one thing she knows gets Nico to come almost as soon as she does it. She hollows out her cheeks and sucks before she swirls her tongue around the fire red tip.
"(Y/N), baby," Nico pants. "Gonna come in about two seconds if you keep doing that."
With a pop, she pulls off his leaking dick. She uses her tongue to get a bead of precum that was on the corner of her mouth. "We wouldn't want that to happen so soon now would we?" she asks as she stands up.
Nico's eyes widen as she begins to undress. The leggings come off first. She reaches down to pull the jersey over her head and Nico sits up quickly. "Uh uh," he says. "Jersey stays on."
"If you come on it, you better get me a new one," she tells him as he slides back on the bed. "I'm not walking into games wearing a jersey you came on." He laughs as he reaches into his bedside drawer and pulls out a foil package.
She finishes getting undressed but leaves the jersey on. Nico slides the rubber contents of the packages onto himself as (Y/N) straddles his thighs. He sits back against the pillow and headboard. She leans down and captures Nico's swollen lips in a tender kiss. He matches her pace and slowly kisses her back. He puts a hand on the back of her neck. His fingers curl into her hair.
All of her emotions are poured into this kiss. Her hands are on his jaw so he can't go anywhere. Not that he could go anywhere since she is sitting on his lap.
(Y/N) begins to move her hips slowly. She hums as Nico's dick slides through her folds and against her clit. A soft moan falls from her lips into the kisses she exchanges with Nico.
One of her hands leaves Nico's jaw and she positions him at her entrance. She presses a long kiss to his lips and leaves them connected as she slowly sinks down onto him. A whimper comes from her as the familiar pressure fills her. Nico takes the opportunity to lick into her mouth before he pulls back to look at her.
"You feel so good, schatzi," Nico tells her. "So good for me. You take me so well, you know that?" She replies with a soft hum as he completely fills her.
She allows herself a moment to adjust before she begins to roll her hips. Nico's hands fly to her thighs before sliding under the jersey to her waist. "Fuck, Nico," she breathes out as he moves in and out of her while she rolls her hips. Her hands are on his torso to keep her balance.
Slowly, she begins to pick up her pace. Moans fall from her lips the faster she moves.
One of the best things about being with Nico is how intimate these moments are. It feels amazing to be physically connected to him like they are one person. She wouldn't trade this for the world.
They fit together like two puzzle pieces. His hands fit perfectly on her waist. Their lips mold together every time they touch. The way his nose fits perfectly above hers when their foreheads touch is her favorite thing. She molds against his body every time they lay in bed together.
It's like they were made for each other.
"(Y/N), liebling," Nico breathes out. His eyes are on her as she rides him. "Ich liebe dich so sehr."
This is what she means. It's like he's forgotten how to speak English when they're in bed together. She loves it.
"I love you too," she pants because she's slowly been learning simple phrases and knows what Nico said. He tells her he loves her all the time in German. "I love you so much. I'm so proud of you. Fuck. You're amazing."
One of Nico's hands slide to the back of her neck and he pulls her down so their foreheads rest against each other. Her nose brushes his every time she moves. Her eyes close and Nico's thumbs brush her cheeks. "Open your eyes, baby," Nico tells her. "I want to see them. Please."
Her eyes open back up and meet Nico's big brown eyes. He smiles and she leans down to kiss him. She breathes hard into the kisses that are exchanged between them.
Nico takes advantage of the distraction and rolls them over so he's hovering over her. She smiles up at him until he begins to thrust hard and deep inside of her. A pornographic moan passes her lips and she arches her back to get closer to Nico.
He reaches between them and his fingers find her sensitive clit. She gasps when he touches the bud then whines when he begins to rub her closer to her pending orgasm. "Holy fuck, Nico," she cries out. "Keep going. Fuck."
Nico throws her legs over his shoulder so he can get a new angle and move even deeper into her. She has to bite her lip to keep from screaming his name as he begins to slam into her g-spot over and over again.
"Let me hear you, liebling," Nico says. "Don't hold back."
His pace quickens and she has to grab on to something. She chooses his hair when her hands slide up into his locks and her fingers curl. "I'm gonna come, Nico," she warns him. "Fuck, I'm close."
He keeps the same pace and uses his fingers to bring her over the edge. She comes so hard she sees stars. Her vision goes almost white and Nico's name passes her lips along with a string of curses. Her legs shake as they hang on his shoulders and she cries out as she has one of the most intense climaxes of her life.
Only Nico could ever get her to come like that. No one has ever made her come like that. No one besides Nico will ever get her to come like that.
There's a weight on her chest as she comes to and she realizes that Nico is lying on her chest. They're both panting messes as Nico gets off of her after resting for who knows how long. He ties off the used condom and tosses it into the trash can by the bed.
(Y/N) pulls off the jersey and takes off the bra she's wearing because she's sweating before she crawls under the blankets to cover her naked and spent body. Nico joins her and she rests her chin on his chest. Her eyes are on his the whole time. She traces little shapes on his belly.
"I think I got a little carried away," Nico admits. "I blame the jersey."
She laughs and shakes her head. "Good to know you have a thing for me wearing your jersey," she replies. "I'll have to remember that when you're having a bad day or you have a rough game."
Nico smiles and brushes a piece of hair out of her eyes. "I really do love you a lot," he tells her. "Thank you for coming to the game tonight. It meant a lot to me that you were there to watch me score my first hat trick."
"Thank you for inviting me," she says. "I had a lot of fun watching you score your first hat trick. It was incredible."
He leans down and presses a soft kiss to her lips.
Their night is nowhere close to being over. Nico has a day off so she is going to make sure she takes care of him and gives him whatever he wants for the rest of the night. All because of that hat trick.
