"I'm home," I called out weakly to Erika and took off my shoes at the door. My date with Tuukka was amazing, and we had finally kissed even though I had to pull away so I wouldn't fuck him right then and there on the ice.
"How was it?" Erika asked from the couch, not looking up from her toes that she was painting.
"Oh my God it was amazing,". I Smiled and collapsed on the couch next to her. "We kissed." I couldn't stop smiling at the thought of it.
Erika nodded "We'll that's cute."
"And get this," I hugged my legs to my chest. "He rented out the garden to we could go skating. The garden!"
"Wow," She said blankly. "Not too shabby Tuukka." She seemed bored and uninterested, but I couldn't seem to stop talking about him.
"He called me beautiful, too." I smiled. Erika snorted and rolled her eyes. "Wonder how many girls he's said that too." She said under her breath.
"Excuse me?" I said to her, trying not to show the anger in my voice. Who the fuck was she to say that?
"I'm sorry." She looked up at me, and rubbed the back of her neck. "I shouldn't have said that. He obviously cares a lot about you and I'm happy for you."
She smiled weakly and waddled off to her room and quietly closed the door. Well that was weird. She was probably just PMSing or something, shook off the thought and took a shower, changing into a red hollister hoodie and black running shorts.
I knocked softly on Erika's door to tell her I was going to bed, and when she didn't answer I peeped through the crack in her door and saw that she was already sleeping. She must've been tired from the run she took when I was out. I crawled into my room and into my bed, sliding the covers up to my neck and wrapping myself in them.
I wished Tuukka was here with me, playing with my hair and holding me close. I really liked him, in a way it felt like the beginning of Jon and I's relationship, except better. There was no drugs or abuse or sexual assault, but there was still love and butterflies and sparks.


I woke up at around 5 and went to the gym in my apartment to take a run. I ran until I felt like I was going to die, which was actually around seven miles. It was Sunday morning and I decided that I couldn't wait until tomorrow night to see Tuukka. When I got back into the apartment I FaceTimed Tuukka, who looked like he was still asleep. "Miss me already?" He said sleepily with a smile, letting out a yawn and running his fingers through his hair. I smiled at him. "How'd you know?"
"I have that kinda effect on people." He joked, cocking an eyebrow at me. "But I miss you too, babe."
"Oh so I'm your babe now?" I winked at him.
"Of course you are," He said while getting up out of bed. "You're my babe and my baby girl and my sweetheart and my love, just to name a few." I rolled my eyes at him.
"You're such a dork."
He winked at me. "You know it."
"Wanna come over?" I asked while taking a bite out of an apple, trying to be kiddingly seductive but I got juice all over me and it was disgusting. He laughed at me and said he'd be there in an hour.

I took a shower and slipped on some jeans and a teal sweater, clipping my hair in a half up and brushing my teeth.

"Hey, Erika," I called out from the bathroom. "Tuukka's coming over for a lil bit, if you don't mind." I heard a groan come from her room and she emerged, wearing grey sweatpants and a black Nike tee shirt and her uggs. She had bags under her eyes and her hair was up in a messy bun on top of her head, she looked like she just got hit by a bus.
"I'm going for a manicure." She groaned and slipped on a blue hoodie and grabbed her wallet.
"Okay," I said carefully. "Don't you wanna brush your teeth?"
She looked at me like I was an idiot and shook her head.
"No?" Even though it wasn't a question. "Who is there to impress anyway." She mumbled mostly to herself.
"Um...okay." I peered down the hall. "Bye." She flashed me peace with her fingers and head out. Okay she was acting really weird, her PMSing never got this bad. I decided mentally that I would have a girls night with her tonight to try to cheer her up.
A few minutes later I heard a distinctive knock on the door and immediately knew it was Tuukka. I ran to the door and opened it.

"Babe!" I squealed and jumped into his arms, kissing his perfect mouth. It sent electricity through my body; the feel of it was so addictive. I pulled away and looked at his adorable face.
"Hey, Tuukk." I said using his nickname.
"Hey sweetums." He smiled.
I glared at him. "That's my word."
"Not anymore," He said then pecked my lips. "I gotta present for you."
"Ooooooh." I pulled him inside and closed the door. "What is it?"
"See for yourself." He smiled and handed a box to me, that I tore open instantly.
"Your jersey?!" I exclaimed, beaming at the piece of clothing. "Oh my god I love it!"
"I knew you would." He kissed my forehead. God, he was perfect. "Try it on, I got a small and I figured that would fit you." I did as he said, and he was right. It fit me perfectly.
"Aww, thanks Tuukka." I went up on my toes and kissed him lovingly. He pulled back for just enough time to say:
"Anything for my beautiful girl." Okay I couldn't hold back anymore. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his mouth down onto mine, smashing our lips together. He inhaled deeply and grabbed the back of my knees, lifting me up so I straddled his waist. Our tounges wrestled with one another and his hands grabbed my ass, I loved the way this felt. I could kiss him all day long. He moved his lips down to my neck and kissed it, biting not as gently this time. I tugged at his hair and bucked my hips against his.
"Tuukka," I breathed. This was slowly turning into what happened last time at the rink, but I didn't want to stop this time. I tugged at his jacket,
"Take it off." He obeyed and put me down, kissing my mouth as he took of his jacket. "This, too." I mumbled against his lips and tugged at his hoodie.
"Only if you take this off." He pulled at my sweater. I did, revealing me in my white cami and him in his tee shirt. We started making out again, and he picked me up, carrying me to my room. He placed me down on, my bed and found his way on top of me,leaning over me to kiss me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and tried to pull him down into me, but he was too muscular and I ended up bringing myself up to him. He chuckled and I pulled away, turning over so I was on top. He looked pleasantly surprised and I loved it.
To add to the shock value I whipped off my tank top, revealing me in my black lace bra. I leaned over him and nibbled at his ear and whispered,
"Take it off." He did, revealing his perfectly toned body to me. I brought my mouth back to his and grinded myself up against him, feeling a hard bulge form under me. His hands attacked my breasts, kissing them roughly and undoing my bra. I gasped when he brought one to his mouth and nibbled on it. He pulled at my pants
"Off.Now." He commanded. I did as I was told and he pulled off his, revealing him in nothing but his boxers. I flung myself back on top of him and grabbed a hold of his curls, pulling at them as he kissed down my neck. He found his way back in top and I wrapped my legs around him again, arching my back and bit his lip. I grinded so hard against him I could practically feel his naked dick on me and the thought of it drove me mad.
"Baby," He breathed as I shoved my hand into his pants, rubbing his throbbing erection. I started jacking him off and he breathed heavily, then got aggressive again and held my wrists above my head and kissed me. This was all happening so fast but I couldn't help myself.
"No," I protested, wiggling against him. "I wanna finish what I started." He shut me up with a kiss and slid his remaining hand inside my panties.
"It's my turn now." He whispered. Oh, god. He rubbed at my clit, slowly and bit my lip. My back arched and I let out a moan and he shoved two of his if fingers deep inside me. Holy shit.
"Tuukka," I moaned. He moved his mouth from my mouth and back down to my neck. I knew f this went any further I wouldn't be able to control myself. "Tuukka." I said again, less sexual this time.
"Hmm?" He mumbled against my neck. "We gotta stop." I didn't want to but I knew I had to.
"Why?" He pouted and layed his chin in my chest.
"Because I'm not one to fuck people I'm not dating," I explained to him and kissed him sweetly. "And I've already broken that rule once with you." He pursed his lips and layed down next to me.
"I get where you're coming from," he said, looking over to me. "Just wish I could remember when we did."
"It's okay," I comforted him. "We will again, once we get together."
"And that'll be soon," he smiled at me. "I promise."


"Good evening, boys and girls." Tuukka said with a heavy Italian accent into the camera on my phone that I had mounted on the counter. "Welcome to cooking with Tuukka. I have my beautiful assistant Stephanie here today to help with today's activities." I waved at the camera, not believing that he agreed to do this. This was how bored we were.
"Stephanie," he turned to look at me, showing the fake mustache and Italian cooking hat on him. "Tell the lovely children at home what we will be preparing today." I nodded at him, feeling my fake moustache tickling my face. I can't believe we were doing this.
"Tuuk za cook and I have decided to prepare a lovely Italian pizza dinner for you all, because Pizza markets here in the states have decided to make pizzas very unreasonably overpriced and expensive, and neither of us have any cash."
"Good." Tuukka smiled at me, patting my the top of my head like a dog. Goofball.
"As you can see we have an array if toppings here," He showed the camera the dish of different pizza toppings we had arranged. "Wait..." He said as he stared at the dish closer. "Stephanie where is ze pineapple?" I looked at him and bit my lip, trying not to smile. He stared at me with total seriosuness. I shrugged.
"I am afraid I do not know." My voice cracked at the end and I almost burst out laughing. He looked so serious but he had a fake moustache glued to his face, the scene was hilarious.
"Stephanie," he said slowly. "Did you....eat ze pineapple?" I couldn't help it anymore, I burst out laughing and almost fell onto the floor.
"I am so sorry!" I said, trying to keep up my Italian accent. "It was an accident!"
"How dare you!" He cried out, smiling. "You leave me no choice, I must kiss you now!"
"No!" I cried out, trying to get out of his hug and laughing still. " I beg of you!"
He brought his lips down to mine and I felt his moustache. I giggled against his lips, this was all still on camera. He pulled away and started freaking out.
"My lord woman, you need to shave!" He exclaimed, laughing almost as hard as I was. "I feel as if I am kissing a man!"
I gasped dramatically, "How dare you!" I said through my laughter and playfully smacked his face.
"I am a-sorry!" He said, picking me up and kissing me. "Is still beautiful!"
I was laughing so hard tears fell from my eyes. And then Erika walked through the door and saw us, holding each other with our fake staches on and we froze. I grabbed my phone and stopped recording. "Hello," I said, ripping off my moustache. "How'd your nails come out?"
She rolled her eyes at me. "Like you care." And stomped away. I had enough.
"Actually I do care, that's why I asked you."
"Whatever." She rolled her eyes at me.
"Maybe I should-" Tuukka started but I held up my hand.
"No, not whatever," I walked after her. "Talk to me."
"Go run off with your boyfriend Steph I don't give a shit."
I was shocked. "He's not my boyfriend."
"Well then whatever the fuck you are, go off with him."
"What the hell's wrong with you?" I asked her,my voice raising.
"Steph.."Tuukka started. I ignored him and kept going.
"The one time I'm happy in my life, the one fuckin' time Erika, and you can't even be happy for me?"
"Whatever!" She threw her hands up in exasperation and headed for the door. "Try not to fuck in my bed when I'm gone."
I was seeing red and Tuukka wrapped his arm around my waist, which was probably good because I knew if he didn't I would charge after her. She slammed the door and head out and I could hear her stomping down the hall. "What the hell..." I muttered out loud.
"Is she ever like this?" Tuukka asked, looking just as shocked as me.
"Never." I shook my head.
He sighed and rubbed my shoulder, taking off his Stache. "You'll be okay babe." He said then kissed me. "I really don't wanna go, but I have to. Damn practice."
"Noooo." I mumbled into his chest.
"I gotta. Game tomorrow."
"Fine." I growled.
He gave me a kiss and head out the door. Leaving me alone in my empty house. I sat on the couch and sighed. Everything was perfect with Tuukka and I, but what the hell was up with Erika? I shook off the thought and crawled into my bed to try and get some sleep.

Notes

Okay so this was really long and sexual in some parts...I feel like I'm writing porn it's very awkward but I love it! Comments?
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