Opposites Attract
Scars
They pulled into Tuukka's parking space. After a tough loss it had been a silent ride through Boston. They got out of his car and walked over to the elevator room. Tuukka opened it with his key then jammed his finger on the button. The elevator opened and they stepped inside.
"Tuukka. Talk to me. You played fine, you only lost by one."
"Thanks. I know." Tuukka didn't want to make her feel bad. Half of the reason they'd lost the game was because of when Katie scored that goal on him. If Katie could score a goal.. Jesus.
"It was a good game, and the series is 3-2. You guys can still easily move on."
"Yes I know, anybody who watches hockey knows that. It's my job, I don't really need you to tell me how I played. Thanks though."
Katie nodded before saying, "Well excuse me. I was just trying to help."
"Well you're not."
The doors to the elevator opened and Tuukka stepped out, but Katie just stood there.
"Excuse me for trying to help? You weren't saying anything, what was I supposed to do?"
"Nevermind. Let's just forget it."
"No, no. I'll just leave, clearly you want to be alone."
The doors to the elevator began to shut before Tuukka could respond. Katie pressed the "1" to bring her to the lobby. Tuukka pressed the button repeatedly but the doors weren't opening. He dropped his stuff and ran to the stairwell. He began to sprint down 7 flights of stairs as the elevator descended to the lobby.
The doors of the elevator opened and Katie began to storm out. As she opened the door to the lobby Tuukka burst out of the stairwell, sweaty and breathing heavily.
"Jesus Christ Katie, I played 3 periods and now you're gonna make me run down 7 flights of stairs?" he asked, fuming.
Katie didn't say anything.
"Look I'm sorry. I'm just in a bad mood and the last thing I need right now is to be in a fight with you, of all people."
"Ok."
"So that's it? You're still going to leave?"
She shook her head and walked into Tuukka's arms. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her head. They walked back over to the elevator, but Katie stopped.
"Race you up the stairs?" She said, smirking up to him.
He rolled his eyes and they stepped into the elevator together.
When the elevator opened Katie's legs were wrapped around Tuukka's waist as they made out. Tuukka stumbled out of the elevator and mumbled, "Babe I need to get my stuff." He put Katie down and grabbed the stuff he'd dropped. He and Katie walked to his apartment door and he reached in his pocket and opened it.
"Mind if I go to the bathroom?" Katie asked.
"Yeah, yeah no problem. You can use the one in my room," he said as he directed her into his bedroom then to the bathroom door. She walked into the bathroom and shut the door.
Tuukka panicked and quickly put his stuff away and cleaned up his room. In a desperate attempt to make it seem somewhat clean, he flattened out the bedsheets and even sprayed a few spritzes of cologne.
Am I rushing this? Am I forcing it? She's a smoke, I don't deserve it. Jesus.
At the same time, Katie was panicking. She flicked on the light and examined her hair and makeup. She took her hair out of the fish tail and it was now wavy. She fixed her eyeliner which was a bit smudged and checked her teeth. She went to the bathroom then washed her hands and just stood leaning over the sink, looking at herself in the mirror. She took off her pants and undershirt, leaving her in a black lace thong and matching black bra underneath his jersey.
Am I ready for this? Do I look alright? He's a hockey player, he's probably really good in bed.. Am I average? Jesus Christ. Don't sweat it, he likes you. Think about what Looch said.
Katie exhaled deeply before checking herself one last time and opening the door.
Tuukka was reading something on his phone. His eyes widened as he looked up and gulped.
She walked over to him, plucked his phone out of his hand and put it on the nightstand, simply saying "hey."
She back walked over to him and her lips immediately melted into his. His hands moved to her waist and he tugged lightly on her panties, bringing her body into his. His hands then moved to her ass and the kiss deepened. She broke off after a minute and began to unbutton his shirt. He smiled and let her, chuckling as she struggled with the last few.
"You need help, babe?"
"Shut up," she murmured, unbuttoning the last button, pulling the shirt off his arms, revealing his toned chest. As she pressed up back against him again, her skin felt like it was burning against his. And he loved it.
Tuukka then laid her down on the bed and got on top of her.
"Wait, wait." Katie got on her knees on the bed and Tuukka stood up. "What's wrong?"
Katie unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, pulling them down, leaving him in just his boxers. She smiled, laid back and pulled him on top of her, and whispered into his ear, "all better."
He smiled and pressed his lips back onto hers. He tugged at the bottom of the jersey and pulled it over her head. He threw it to the side, leaving her in just her bra and panties.
"Kate, you looked sexy in my jersey and everything, but I think I like this a bit better," he mumbled into her ear.
She giggled and he moved his lips to her neck. He began to leave a trail of kisses, moving from her neck to her shoulder and then down her chest. There were a few white scars and he looked back up at her with understanding eyes before kissing each one slowly. Soon he got to her midsection. He glanced back up at her and raised an eyebrow. She bit her lips and moved her hips, signaling it was alright. He pulled her thong down and off of her legs, throwing that to the floor as well. Instead of doing what Katie thought he was going to do, he continued to kiss her. He went to her right leg, kissing all of the white scars he could see. He then moved to her left leg.
He hadn't seen her left leg yet, but that was the leg that got most of the impact. There was 7 scars on her left calf alone, and he kissed each of them before moving back up to her thigh and pressing his lips to each one there as well.
And then it occurred to him. As he kissed all of these scars, he realized how beautiful this girl really was. The scars made her unique, the scars made her more beautiful than she already was. It occurred to Tuukka how much pain this girl had to go through, and suddenly he knew.
He knew that he wanted to be there. To protect her from anybody or anything that could leave another scar, to help her through it, to save her like he did on April 15th, to make her laugh and be there when she cries. I don't deserve her, her strength, her intelligence, her. And this girl, she doesn't deserve these.
He moved back up to her face and began to kiss her desperately. She opened her thighs a bit and Tuukka got in between her thighs.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah.. wait, do you have condoms?"
Tuukka chuckled and reached to his nightstand, opening a drawer. He plucked one out and took it out of its foil packet, rolling it down his erection.
"Better?"
Katie smiled, nodded and bit her lip, opening her legs wider. He positioned himself and then, slowly pushed himself inside her.
Katie let out a small moan and shut her eyes, then bit her lips to stop herself from screaming. As he kept pushing she was a bit worried about his size, he was so much bigger than her in stature and she was almost worried he would break her. Her fingertips dug into his back as he increased the pace.
Tuukka was panting, losing his composure he'd tried so hard to control. Her face was hard to look away from and he almost felt bad about practically staring at her. He kissed her as he kept going and she kissed back, moving her body with his. A small groan escaped his mouth.
He could feel Katie begin to tense as he quickened the pace even further and knew she was going to orgasm soon. His fingers moved back to her now soaking-wet pussy and rubbed her, trying to time their climaxes together.
"T- Tuukka, I'm--" she gasped before reaching the height of her orgasm, and her body clenching against his was enough to make him climax too.
He pulled out after a few sloppy kisses and lied back down next to her, both of them breathing heavily for a minute.
He glanced over at her, smirking, before rolling his eyes and looking at the ceiling, muttering "you're gonna kill me, sweets."
"Tuukka. Talk to me. You played fine, you only lost by one."
"Thanks. I know." Tuukka didn't want to make her feel bad. Half of the reason they'd lost the game was because of when Katie scored that goal on him. If Katie could score a goal.. Jesus.
"It was a good game, and the series is 3-2. You guys can still easily move on."
"Yes I know, anybody who watches hockey knows that. It's my job, I don't really need you to tell me how I played. Thanks though."
Katie nodded before saying, "Well excuse me. I was just trying to help."
"Well you're not."
The doors to the elevator opened and Tuukka stepped out, but Katie just stood there.
"Excuse me for trying to help? You weren't saying anything, what was I supposed to do?"
"Nevermind. Let's just forget it."
"No, no. I'll just leave, clearly you want to be alone."
The doors to the elevator began to shut before Tuukka could respond. Katie pressed the "1" to bring her to the lobby. Tuukka pressed the button repeatedly but the doors weren't opening. He dropped his stuff and ran to the stairwell. He began to sprint down 7 flights of stairs as the elevator descended to the lobby.
The doors of the elevator opened and Katie began to storm out. As she opened the door to the lobby Tuukka burst out of the stairwell, sweaty and breathing heavily.
"Jesus Christ Katie, I played 3 periods and now you're gonna make me run down 7 flights of stairs?" he asked, fuming.
Katie didn't say anything.
"Look I'm sorry. I'm just in a bad mood and the last thing I need right now is to be in a fight with you, of all people."
"Ok."
"So that's it? You're still going to leave?"
She shook her head and walked into Tuukka's arms. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her head. They walked back over to the elevator, but Katie stopped.
"Race you up the stairs?" She said, smirking up to him.
He rolled his eyes and they stepped into the elevator together.
When the elevator opened Katie's legs were wrapped around Tuukka's waist as they made out. Tuukka stumbled out of the elevator and mumbled, "Babe I need to get my stuff." He put Katie down and grabbed the stuff he'd dropped. He and Katie walked to his apartment door and he reached in his pocket and opened it.
"Mind if I go to the bathroom?" Katie asked.
"Yeah, yeah no problem. You can use the one in my room," he said as he directed her into his bedroom then to the bathroom door. She walked into the bathroom and shut the door.
Tuukka panicked and quickly put his stuff away and cleaned up his room. In a desperate attempt to make it seem somewhat clean, he flattened out the bedsheets and even sprayed a few spritzes of cologne.
Am I rushing this? Am I forcing it? She's a smoke, I don't deserve it. Jesus.
At the same time, Katie was panicking. She flicked on the light and examined her hair and makeup. She took her hair out of the fish tail and it was now wavy. She fixed her eyeliner which was a bit smudged and checked her teeth. She went to the bathroom then washed her hands and just stood leaning over the sink, looking at herself in the mirror. She took off her pants and undershirt, leaving her in a black lace thong and matching black bra underneath his jersey.
Am I ready for this? Do I look alright? He's a hockey player, he's probably really good in bed.. Am I average? Jesus Christ. Don't sweat it, he likes you. Think about what Looch said.
Katie exhaled deeply before checking herself one last time and opening the door.
Tuukka was reading something on his phone. His eyes widened as he looked up and gulped.
She walked over to him, plucked his phone out of his hand and put it on the nightstand, simply saying "hey."
She back walked over to him and her lips immediately melted into his. His hands moved to her waist and he tugged lightly on her panties, bringing her body into his. His hands then moved to her ass and the kiss deepened. She broke off after a minute and began to unbutton his shirt. He smiled and let her, chuckling as she struggled with the last few.
"You need help, babe?"
"Shut up," she murmured, unbuttoning the last button, pulling the shirt off his arms, revealing his toned chest. As she pressed up back against him again, her skin felt like it was burning against his. And he loved it.
Tuukka then laid her down on the bed and got on top of her.
"Wait, wait." Katie got on her knees on the bed and Tuukka stood up. "What's wrong?"
Katie unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, pulling them down, leaving him in just his boxers. She smiled, laid back and pulled him on top of her, and whispered into his ear, "all better."
He smiled and pressed his lips back onto hers. He tugged at the bottom of the jersey and pulled it over her head. He threw it to the side, leaving her in just her bra and panties.
"Kate, you looked sexy in my jersey and everything, but I think I like this a bit better," he mumbled into her ear.
She giggled and he moved his lips to her neck. He began to leave a trail of kisses, moving from her neck to her shoulder and then down her chest. There were a few white scars and he looked back up at her with understanding eyes before kissing each one slowly. Soon he got to her midsection. He glanced back up at her and raised an eyebrow. She bit her lips and moved her hips, signaling it was alright. He pulled her thong down and off of her legs, throwing that to the floor as well. Instead of doing what Katie thought he was going to do, he continued to kiss her. He went to her right leg, kissing all of the white scars he could see. He then moved to her left leg.
He hadn't seen her left leg yet, but that was the leg that got most of the impact. There was 7 scars on her left calf alone, and he kissed each of them before moving back up to her thigh and pressing his lips to each one there as well.
And then it occurred to him. As he kissed all of these scars, he realized how beautiful this girl really was. The scars made her unique, the scars made her more beautiful than she already was. It occurred to Tuukka how much pain this girl had to go through, and suddenly he knew.
He knew that he wanted to be there. To protect her from anybody or anything that could leave another scar, to help her through it, to save her like he did on April 15th, to make her laugh and be there when she cries. I don't deserve her, her strength, her intelligence, her. And this girl, she doesn't deserve these.
He moved back up to her face and began to kiss her desperately. She opened her thighs a bit and Tuukka got in between her thighs.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah.. wait, do you have condoms?"
Tuukka chuckled and reached to his nightstand, opening a drawer. He plucked one out and took it out of its foil packet, rolling it down his erection.
"Better?"
Katie smiled, nodded and bit her lip, opening her legs wider. He positioned himself and then, slowly pushed himself inside her.
Katie let out a small moan and shut her eyes, then bit her lips to stop herself from screaming. As he kept pushing she was a bit worried about his size, he was so much bigger than her in stature and she was almost worried he would break her. Her fingertips dug into his back as he increased the pace.
Tuukka was panting, losing his composure he'd tried so hard to control. Her face was hard to look away from and he almost felt bad about practically staring at her. He kissed her as he kept going and she kissed back, moving her body with his. A small groan escaped his mouth.
He could feel Katie begin to tense as he quickened the pace even further and knew she was going to orgasm soon. His fingers moved back to her now soaking-wet pussy and rubbed her, trying to time their climaxes together.
"T- Tuukka, I'm--" she gasped before reaching the height of her orgasm, and her body clenching against his was enough to make him climax too.
He pulled out after a few sloppy kisses and lied back down next to her, both of them breathing heavily for a minute.
He glanced over at her, smirking, before rolling his eyes and looking at the ceiling, muttering "you're gonna kill me, sweets."
Notes
this is my first time writing a sex scene and i feel like it changed me as a personi was trying not to lol while writing this cause like imagine someone moaning "tuukka" it just idk itS NOT A SEXY NAmE ALRiGHT
but hey guys. this show "the vineyard" aired on abc family and i'd just like to say that tourists go to martha's vineyard and those who appreciate the finer things in life go to nantucket
anyways, comment, vote, subscribe!
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PS HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO PATRICE BERGERON. BEST PLAYER IN THE LEAGUE #SORRYCROSBY #SORRYKANER #JUSTKIDDING #IMNOTSORRY
god i love marchand "stay down"
Love this!!! Tuukka is super sexy.
4/26/14