Monstrous
Touch
He was right. It died down, right after we lost The Cup to the Kings. The death threats weren't really serious, except for a few puck sluts that stalked Zac. It sucked for a bit, but we got through it. He made it easier on me, by taking me out when he went to skate, and keep in shape, taking me out, showing the Philly fan base I wasn't going anywhere.
Lis and I kept in semi regular contact. About as often as Danny and Rinny did. Which truth be told is not as often as it should have been. Lis was about the only person who was new to this dating a hockey player thing. It's nice to have a support system, no matter how small.
July rolled around, and the Flyers traded Bobrovsky to Columbus. I wasn't happy. I adored him, and saying goodbye was hard. Thankfully, Z and Danny, and the rest of our core group weren't up for contract negations for a year or so. Life seemed like it was really starting to fall into place. I was working more. I was holding my own at the store, and there was talk of moving me up when Carrie left to open her own store in New York. I was super thrilled. The lease was up on my apartment soon, so that pay raise meant I could finally move into a nicer and bigger apartment. Kairi could even have a playmate. I mentioned it to Zac over dinner one night. He lit up, like the night he gave me the replica of his jersey.
"Out with it. What are you thinking?" I wasn't in the mood for games, my stomach was all jumbled from the sushi we just ate.
"What if, well, we move in together when the season starts..?" He drifted off, and I saw a flash of fear in his eyes. Sometimes I forget I am the first bit of serious relationship he has ever had. I forget I am older than him by a two years, and his life has been hockey and sleeping with random puck sluts a few times a year.
"I think, that is a great idea.. but can I get Kai a playmate? Please?" I stood on pins and needles waiting for his response. I don't know why I was nervous all of a sudden. He was the one that asked me.
He nodded, since his mouth was stuffed with sushi. I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding. As if on cue, Kairi hopped up on the table, naughty kitten that she is, and meowed. He picked her up and placed her on the ground with a light tap on the nose and a tiny piece of eel.
"When do you want to start looking?" I pulled my hoodie sleeves down to cover my hands, a nervous habit of mine, as I waited on his answer. I didn't have time to get it, because our phones went off at the same time.
Mine was Lis. "What is Z doing for your birthday?"
I didn't ask Zac for his, but I knew it had to be Danny. His expression was that oh shit I forgot something look. "You forgot, didn't you?"
"No! Maybe. Yes."
"It's ok love, you can't be the perfect boyfriend all the time." I reached for our plates and chopsticks, and began to clear the table. I heard him get up, and then Kai meow at the disturbance. She must have found a piece of eel under the table.
He was behind me before I knew it, placing the dishes in the sink, and clicking on my iPod speakers. Krewella filled the room. His body was still pressed against mine, and I tensed. We hadn't been very intimate lately, with the drama of our relationship going public, and my increased hours at work. It was the first time in months I actually willingly responded to his touch.
My moan was involuntary. His name escaped from my lips. It took all of a second for him to click off my music, turn off the water, and scoop me up and place me on the counter.
"You have no idea how long I have wanted you to stop faking that." His voice was rough as his nipped at my neck. I melted almost immediately, laying my head on his shoulder and wrapping my legs around his waist. my arms wound around his neck, and my hands tangled in his hair. he lifted me off the counter briefly, just to remove my yoga pants. His hands didn't stop, they were quick, and curious, like he was exploring something he hadn't touched a hundred times before. I was a puddle of nerves and excitement and I knew I was way past that point of soaking wet. I tensed for a moment as I heard him unbutton his jeans. But he didn't give me time to dwell as he moved my panties aside and pushed his way inside me. He cried out when I did, from the feeling of being entered for the first time in weeks.
"Jesus Christ, could you get any tighter!?"
I collapsed against him after wrapping my legs around him again. I didn't want to answer him, I just wanted the relentless in and out motion to continue. It was a moment of peace for us. His hands found my hair and his lips met mine. I felt his tongue lick at my bottom lip and I melted again. He pulled my hair a little tighter, and I knew him well enough to know he was about to finish. The thought of him filling me and making me feel like he was mine was enough to push me over the edge too, and I let out a strangled cry.
I've always hated to awkward after sex moment, but this one wasn't so bad as Z was fully clothed win in a split second. I leaned against him again, to exhausted to care that I was probably a disheveled mess and my pants were on the floor.
"Maybe we should do that more often." I left a trail of kisses on his neck, and he bent to rescue my pants for me. Snatching them out of his hand, I ran for the bathroom. I needed to feel clean, because he had made me a mess. And for the first time in months, everything felt like it was clicking into place for us too. Not just my job and life.
I stopped dead in my tracks, and looked at him. "Can we repeat that for my birthday?"
He looked stunned. "You want to repeat that quick little romp for your birthday?"
"Maybe I like the spontaneity of that quick little romp? Maybe I just like it when you make me feel naughty. Fucking me on my counter. Maybe I am a puck slut after all!"
He laughed at the last part, and his phone vibrated again. I flounced off to the shower and let him answer his text. I realized I hadn't answered Lis. But I knew she could wait a bit longer. I just wanted to be clean. It dawned on me that Lis, Danny and now possibly Zac were planning something for my birthday. What ever it was, they only had a few days left to plan. It was in 3 days, and I was dreading turning 25.
Lis and I kept in semi regular contact. About as often as Danny and Rinny did. Which truth be told is not as often as it should have been. Lis was about the only person who was new to this dating a hockey player thing. It's nice to have a support system, no matter how small.
July rolled around, and the Flyers traded Bobrovsky to Columbus. I wasn't happy. I adored him, and saying goodbye was hard. Thankfully, Z and Danny, and the rest of our core group weren't up for contract negations for a year or so. Life seemed like it was really starting to fall into place. I was working more. I was holding my own at the store, and there was talk of moving me up when Carrie left to open her own store in New York. I was super thrilled. The lease was up on my apartment soon, so that pay raise meant I could finally move into a nicer and bigger apartment. Kairi could even have a playmate. I mentioned it to Zac over dinner one night. He lit up, like the night he gave me the replica of his jersey.
"Out with it. What are you thinking?" I wasn't in the mood for games, my stomach was all jumbled from the sushi we just ate.
"What if, well, we move in together when the season starts..?" He drifted off, and I saw a flash of fear in his eyes. Sometimes I forget I am the first bit of serious relationship he has ever had. I forget I am older than him by a two years, and his life has been hockey and sleeping with random puck sluts a few times a year.
"I think, that is a great idea.. but can I get Kai a playmate? Please?" I stood on pins and needles waiting for his response. I don't know why I was nervous all of a sudden. He was the one that asked me.
He nodded, since his mouth was stuffed with sushi. I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding. As if on cue, Kairi hopped up on the table, naughty kitten that she is, and meowed. He picked her up and placed her on the ground with a light tap on the nose and a tiny piece of eel.
"When do you want to start looking?" I pulled my hoodie sleeves down to cover my hands, a nervous habit of mine, as I waited on his answer. I didn't have time to get it, because our phones went off at the same time.
Mine was Lis. "What is Z doing for your birthday?"
I didn't ask Zac for his, but I knew it had to be Danny. His expression was that oh shit I forgot something look. "You forgot, didn't you?"
"No! Maybe. Yes."
"It's ok love, you can't be the perfect boyfriend all the time." I reached for our plates and chopsticks, and began to clear the table. I heard him get up, and then Kai meow at the disturbance. She must have found a piece of eel under the table.
He was behind me before I knew it, placing the dishes in the sink, and clicking on my iPod speakers. Krewella filled the room. His body was still pressed against mine, and I tensed. We hadn't been very intimate lately, with the drama of our relationship going public, and my increased hours at work. It was the first time in months I actually willingly responded to his touch.
My moan was involuntary. His name escaped from my lips. It took all of a second for him to click off my music, turn off the water, and scoop me up and place me on the counter.
"You have no idea how long I have wanted you to stop faking that." His voice was rough as his nipped at my neck. I melted almost immediately, laying my head on his shoulder and wrapping my legs around his waist. my arms wound around his neck, and my hands tangled in his hair. he lifted me off the counter briefly, just to remove my yoga pants. His hands didn't stop, they were quick, and curious, like he was exploring something he hadn't touched a hundred times before. I was a puddle of nerves and excitement and I knew I was way past that point of soaking wet. I tensed for a moment as I heard him unbutton his jeans. But he didn't give me time to dwell as he moved my panties aside and pushed his way inside me. He cried out when I did, from the feeling of being entered for the first time in weeks.
"Jesus Christ, could you get any tighter!?"
I collapsed against him after wrapping my legs around him again. I didn't want to answer him, I just wanted the relentless in and out motion to continue. It was a moment of peace for us. His hands found my hair and his lips met mine. I felt his tongue lick at my bottom lip and I melted again. He pulled my hair a little tighter, and I knew him well enough to know he was about to finish. The thought of him filling me and making me feel like he was mine was enough to push me over the edge too, and I let out a strangled cry.
I've always hated to awkward after sex moment, but this one wasn't so bad as Z was fully clothed win in a split second. I leaned against him again, to exhausted to care that I was probably a disheveled mess and my pants were on the floor.
"Maybe we should do that more often." I left a trail of kisses on his neck, and he bent to rescue my pants for me. Snatching them out of his hand, I ran for the bathroom. I needed to feel clean, because he had made me a mess. And for the first time in months, everything felt like it was clicking into place for us too. Not just my job and life.
I stopped dead in my tracks, and looked at him. "Can we repeat that for my birthday?"
He looked stunned. "You want to repeat that quick little romp for your birthday?"
"Maybe I like the spontaneity of that quick little romp? Maybe I just like it when you make me feel naughty. Fucking me on my counter. Maybe I am a puck slut after all!"
He laughed at the last part, and his phone vibrated again. I flounced off to the shower and let him answer his text. I realized I hadn't answered Lis. But I knew she could wait a bit longer. I just wanted to be clean. It dawned on me that Lis, Danny and now possibly Zac were planning something for my birthday. What ever it was, they only had a few days left to plan. It was in 3 days, and I was dreading turning 25.
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