It had been about a month since they made up, and Charlie and Sean’s relationship was flourishing. They were trusting each other more, and were closer than ever before. At first, the guys in the locker room busted Sean’s balls for the claw marks down his back. But he didn’t care at all. The guys quickly realized that he was happier than they had ever seen him, and he got more supportive pats on his back after that. Hartsy, of course, didn’t let up on the teasing for a couple days. But that wasn’t a big surprise. Sean knew he was secretly proud of the young winger for fixing what had clearly been making him happy. And no one could really complain about his extracurricular activities when Sean was suddenly a huge force on the ice. Even Berube noticed the change in the young man’s attitude. While he wasn’t necessarily lighting up the scorebook, he was still making great plays both offensively and defensively that helped fuel his team to a four-game win streak leading up to the Olympics.

For the first time since he could remember, Sean was excited for the break because the couple had plans to head to an island with some of the team. After bidding their Olympic teammates goodbye after a well-fought win, they headed to Sean’s place to pack for their flight the next morning. Well, Sean had to pack. Charlie had taken care of that a few days ago, since she was so excited to be leaving the cold.

“I can’t believe you still haven’t packed at all!” She exclaimed.
“Well I’m sorry that not all of us have had a bunch of free time to do so. SOME of us have to work for a living.” He sarcastically replied, rolling his eyes.
“Babe. You play hockey. You don’t work for a living!” She laughed.
Oh no, she didn’t.
“Did you just call my career a joke?” He asked with wide eyes and the hint of a smirk on his lips.
“Nooooo...” She started. “I was implying that you’ve had plenty of time to pack and instead you’ve spent your time acting like a horny teenager!”
“I haven’t heard you complaining about that.” He said with a wink.
She snorted and rolled her eyes.
He faked a gasp. “Are you seriously going to follow up insulting my career by insulting my sexual abilities?”
Her laugh rang though out the apartment. “Pack for the trip and I’ll let you show me why I should say no to that.”

He couldn’t refuse that offer, so he quickly started to throw everything together for the two week vacation. The faster he worked, the faster he could get her out of those skinny jeans she’s been teasing him with all day.

“Question.” Charlie said, pulling him from his X-rated thoughts. “Since you are both American and Canadian, who are you rooting for in the Olympics?”
He paused.
“Remember, your girlfriend is a proud member of the United States Air Force and has served in Afghanistan.” She chided.

“Ummmmm..... I’m rooting for a really good gold medal game between Canada and the US that goes into overtime. That’s it.” He said, hoping she would drop it.
“Not good enough, babe. Pick a team.” She teased, poking him in the side.
“I can’t!” He admitted. “Fucking dual citizenship. I want both teams to win.”
“Sean, that’s cheating!” She exclaimed, giggling. “Pick a team!”
He thought for a minute.
“Fine. I’m rooting for Canada-” She started to interrupt him. “BUT! Only because you’re rooting for team USA. So we’re going to make a bet. If Canada wins, you have to do something for me. And if USA wins, I have to do something for you. The something will be a surprise for the other person. Whatever you think will please them.”
She liked that idea, he could tell. She agreed to the deal and he finished throwing his clothes into his suitcase before turning his full attention to the button on those damn jeans.

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Their island get-away had been one of Sean’s favorite non-hockey experiences in his life. Usually he dreaded any extended period of time when he wasn’t playing, but Charlie made him forget about it all. During the days, they went hiking or snorkeling or walked around the town. A couple of days they spent the entire time just relaxing on the beach working on their tans. At night, they hung out with the other guys and their ladies, watched some of the Olympic games, and spent the nights tangled with each other in the sheets. Team Canada ended up winning the gold, and team USA didn’t even medal. Charlie had been so upset when they lost that Sean suggested they not bother with the bet. He felt horrible, but she insisted that she hold up her end of the deal.

They had returned to Philly a couple of days before the first post-Olympics game, so the guys could get back into the swing of things. Sean had to admit seeing Kimmo’s bronze medal was pretty cool. Maybe one day he could win one of his own. But his would be gold.

Their first game back went horribly. They lost 7-3 against San Jose. In reality, the first and third periods weren’t that bad. Sean even had an assist on Reader’s goal in the third. But they fell apart in the second, giving up 5 goals. It disgusted him to think about how they could have won that game if they hadn’t fallen apart for those 20 minutes. Instead, they embarrassed themselves. What sucked the most was that Charlie had been asked to attend a meeting on base and was gone for a couple of days. All Sean wanted was to fall asleep with her curled up in his arms and forget the hockey world. When he got home, he collapsed onto his bed and drifted off to sleep, not even bothering to take off his suit.

-Charlie-
Ever since her two-week stint on base over New Years, Charlie loved training meetings. The higher-ups recognized her potential as a future trainer, and loved getting her input on how to maximize their efforts with recruits. And every time she was there, she would get to have a session with the on-base therapist who helped her continue to recover from her trauma. The only thing that sucked about it was watching the Flyers get decimated by the Sharks and not being able to be there for Sean. They hadn’t played too poorly, to be honest. They just looked like they fell asleep in the second period. Still, she knew he was beating himself up and rushed to get home early the next morning.

When she got to his apartment around 6am, she found him face-down on his bed, still wearing his suit. Her poor Sean. Carefully, she rolled him over onto his back and began undressing him. She would never understand how he could be so dead to the world when he was sleeping. When she finally got him down to his boxers, she changed out of her own uniform and crawled into the bed next to him, snuggling into him.

-Sean-
Something moved next to him and he was suddenly aware of the weight on his chest. Slowly, he opened his eyes and was met by a recognizable mess of brown hair in his face. Charlie. He glanced at the clock and saw that it was already almost 10. Good thing they had the day off, because he forgot to set his alarm and would be so late to practice by now. He looked down the bed and realized that he was in just his boxers, but couldn’t remember how he got that way. She must have come in and stripped him. ‘What did I do to deserve such an amazing woman?’ He thought, wrapping his arm around her and planting a kiss on her head.
“Oh, you’re awake!” She said, turning to face him. She’s so beautiful. He nodded and pressed a sweet kiss to her lips. “You know, you’re starting to look like one of those guys form Duck Dynasty.” She said, pulling on his beard.
“I’m secretly a caveman, what can I say?” He joked.
“I think it’s sexy.” She purred in his ear. He felt a jolt of electricity run through his body. He noticed she was in just a bra and her panties and all the blood in his body rushed to his hips. She looked down at the tent he made in the sheets and hummed, letting her hands roam along his stomach. Pressing her lips to his, she pulled his boxers to his knees and straddled him. She grabbed his cock and gave it a few pumps, eliciting a groan from his chest.

Before he could think, she moved her panties to the side and slipped his dick completely inside her wet core. He felt her every muscle twitch and they both let out moans of appreciation. She was so tight and he could feel her wetness spilling over him.
“Condom.” He mumbled in a voice almost unrecognizable even to himself.
“Remember our Olympic bet?” She asked, rocking her hips in a slow motion. Why the fuck was she bringing this up now? He nodded. “I started the pill right before we left for vacation.” She moved faster, clouding his vision with stars. She felt so good. “They say it takes a couple weeks for it to be safe.” He instinctively tilted his pelvis and slammed into her as best as he could. “Oh, Sean!” She cried out.

He flipped them both over and pulled himself out of her, growling his disapproval. Practically shredding them, he ripped her panties down her legs and kicked his boxers off. It took mere seconds, but his dick was already complaining about not being inside her. She sat up and pushed him so he was on his knees. Straddling his legs, she lowered herself back on his cock and they both released sighs of relief. He cupped her ass in his hands and thrusted his hips upward. She might have been on top, but he was going to be the one fucking her. He buried his face in her neck and let his primal instinct to take over. With her moaning sweet nothings in his ear, he allowed himself to get lost in her.

Notes

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