The Flyers’s season is over.

That thought is killing me. All of Saskatoon is in shock right now. While the Flyers might not be our original team, we all thought for sure our local superstar brothers were on their way to winning the Cup this year. We all thought they would at least make it to the Eastern Conference Finals. But then they lost game seven in the first round.

The first round!

I think it’s hitting Jess and me more than anyone else. Except the Schenn family, of course. But at least they’re in New York right now with the guys. The two of us have been sitting on her couch since last night, still trying to figure out what happened. And mostly what we can do to help our boyfriends. Not surprisingly, Brayden hasn’t texted me and Luke hasn’t texted her. They’re both probably too upset to think about anything right now.

“Jane, we have to do something.” Jess says, breaking the silence that has enveloped us for the past couple hours.
“What do we do? We’re here and they’re heading back to Philly.” I say.
“I don’t know!” She yells, frustrated. “But I can’t just keep sitting here pretending like it’s not absolutely killing me that I can’t do anything for Luke right now. And I know you’re feeling the same way.”

I think for a second.

“Let’s go to Philly.” I suggest, surprising both her and myself.
“What? When?”
“Next flight.”

She looks at me like I’m completely crazy, but moves to get her laptop from it’s charger. She starts searching for the next flight to Philly and finds one leaving in a couple hours that, luckily, happens to have two seats left. We quickly call our bosses who are more than understanding of our situation and give us some time off. I guess dating the two local NHL superstars has a couple perks.

“Are we really doing this?” She asks, the mouse hovering over the ‘Purchase’ button.
“Yeah.” I say. “Let’s do this.”

A couple hours later, we find ourselves boarding the small aircraft with just our carry-ons and passports. The entire flight is a metaphor for the way we’re feeling- rocky and unstable. But eventually we land at the Philadelphia International Airport and make our way through customs.

“Where are you going?” The customs officer asks me when it’s my turn.
“To visit my boyfriend.” I say, handing him my passport.
“How long will you be here?”
“A week.” I respond.
“Why so short?”
“That’s all the vacation time my boss would give me on such short notice.”
“Why are you visiting on short notice?”

I’m a little annoyed with his questions, but I understand it’s his job to make sure I’m not suspicious or anything. I’m a little nervous about explaining to him that I’m currently dating an NHL player. People either don’t believe me or want to use me to get to Brayden and Luke.

“My boyfriend plays for the Flyers. His brother’s girlfriend and I decided after last night’s loss to come visit them, to make sure they’re okay.”

He looks at my passport and then back at me.

“Saskatoon, Saskatchewan. You’re dating one of the Schenn brothers?” He asks, curiosity in his eyes.
“Yes.” I respond.
“Well you tell them both that this city still loves them. It sucks that they lost, but they put up one hell of a fight.”

I smile and nod as he gives me my passport back and motions for me to go through. I meet Jess on the other side of customs and she tells me that her customs officer had essentially the same reaction. We bypass the luggage claim area and head out the doors to flag down a cab. Fortunately for us, Brayden and Luke made the smart decision to move in together in the same condo.

When we get there, we thank the cab driver and pay him, heading up the stairs to the third floor. There’s an awkward moment where we’re not sure if we should knock or just use the key they gave us until we hear voices inside. I raise my hand and knock three times.

There’s a slight pause before the door swings open and I see Luke on the other side. He looks at the two of us, confusion written on his face, before he breaks into a smile and wraps Jess into a hug. I push past them and follow the sound of running water into the kitchen.

“Wow, Brayden Schenn is washing dishes. I should take a picture.” I joke, catching his attention.

His head snaps towards my voice and his face goes through the same emotions Luke’s did just a couple seconds ago.

“Jane.” He says, smiling.

He drops the plate he’s holding into the sink and turns off the water as I walk over to him. His tongue darts out, wetting his lips. As soon as I’m within his reach, his arms are snaked around my waist and his lips are on mine.

His hands are greedy as the roam my body, trailing up my shirt and down my yoga pants at the same time. Both hands move to my ass and he picks me up, sitting me on the sink next to the sink.

“It’s nice to see you, Jane. We’re going to my room.” Luke says, rushing past the kitchen with Jess in his arms.
“Hi Brayden!” Jess yells on the way.
“Hi Jess.” He responds, his eyes never leaving mine.

His lips attach to mine again, hungry and demanding. His hands slip my shirt over my head and I grab at his. He tugs at my bra and I pull it off. He lifts my ass off the counter, quickly pulling both my pants and my panties off in one motion. I watch as he shoves his own pants and boxers to the floor in similar fashion. He spreads my legs and tests my slit with one finger, humming appreciatively when he finds me drenched. He guides himself to me, pressing slowly between my folds. Both of our heads drop back in pleasure, releasing moans of enjoyment. He begins thrusting into me, a glorious mix between rough and gentle. His pace is fast, but his hands roam my body lovingly.

I’d like to say it lasts a really long time. But between the amount of time it’s been since either of us have had a proper release and the built up emotions of being eliminated from the playoffs, we both come quickly. I grasp at his shoulders and he holds my hips tightly to him as he unloads into me. We don’t even bother muffling our moans, since we know Luke and Jess are doing the same thing in his room.

His head drops to my shoulder as he tries to catch his breath and I begin stroking his hair softly, my legs still wrapped around him and his dick still inside me.

“Thank you.” He whispers, almost too softly for me to hear. “It sounds awful, but I really needed that.” I kiss his forehead, unsure of what to say in response. “I’m sorry I disappointed you.”
“You could never disappoint me, Brayden.” I respond as he pulls out and reaches for our discarded clothing.
“I disappointed a lot of people this series.”
“You didn’t disappoint me, and you didn’t disappoint anyone else.” I assure him.
“I love you, Janie.”
“I love you too, Brayden.”

We dress silently and I help him finish the dishes and clean off the counter where I was just sitting. Eventually, Luke and Jess join us from his room and the four of us cuddle on the one couch together like we always have.

Jess pops in The Mighty Ducks, knowing it’s their favorite movie but they would never put it on themselves. I lean over and give Luke a small hug and kiss his cheek, seeing Jess doing the same to Brayden.

“Thank you both for being here.” Luke says, pulling Jess onto his lap. I settle onto Brayden’s lap and feel his arms wrap protectively around my middle.
“It’s what girlfriends do.” I respond.
“Well we definitely have the best girlfriends in the world.” Brayden says.
“Of course you do!” Jess laughs, pressing play. “Now shut up and enjoy cuddling with your girls and watching your favorite movie.”

The four of us laugh, but that’s exactly what we all do.

Notes

Requested. Love me some Schenn Menn. Enjoy!