Rivalry Night

The next time he saw her they were facing off against the Flyers in the second round of the playoffs. He was so obsessed with making sure his pregame routine stayed intact that he barely paid her a fleeting thought, only thinking about ways their D would be able to shut her and Giroux down in the zone. He blocked out the sound of the crowd cheering as he pushed his way out onto the ice, his mind zoning in on his warm up and focusing on making sure he was properly stretched out and functional before the puck drop.

He caught a fleeting glimpse of the back of her jersey during the anthem before he dropped his head and got into the zone, trying to let the roar of the Consol Center fall to the back of his mind as adrenaline rushed through his body. He was ready, his team was ready, and the fans were ready to beat the fucking Flyers in four and head on to the next round.

Only when push came to shove those fucking Flyers were more ready than the Pens.

It had been a while since he had lost his temper so bad that he broke a stick, but thousands of eyes were on him as he slammed his stick against the boards on his way off the ice, the composite shattering as it took the brunt of his rage. His face was flushed from the exertion of the game and the humiliation he felt raging through his veins after taking a 0-7 loss on home ice during the first game of the series. Everyone was dead silent in the locker room, not even Dan knew what to say about the absolute clusterfuck that the last sixty minutes had been.

He was telling himself he wouldn’t be as mad if the Flyers had been playing their normal game, if they had been taking cheap shots at him and playing dirty, if the ref had called an unfair game, his rage would have been better directed. But that wasn’t the case. They had beaten them fair and square, playing a beautiful game of hockey that had left the Penguins scrambling to barely control it, let alone go on the offensive. McTavish and Hartnell had lit it up, flying down the ice like the fires of hell were licking at their heels and there wasn’t much that Marc Andre could have done, there are only so many open shots a goalie can take before one slips by.

He had been pulled half way through the second and Sidney felt horrible, it hadn’t really been his fault that his team couldn’t shut them down.

Sidney had forgone a shower and for the first time in his career sneaked out of the locker room before the press was allowed in. He was vibrating with rage and he knew he wouldn’t be able to control his mouth if he was left to deal with the absolutely idiotic reporters and their even more idiotic questions. He barely registered the ride back to his home, but was pretty sure he was speeding, and breaking a fair amount of traffic laws while doing so.

It only took him being in his empty home for a total of two minutes before he realized that there would be no sleeping for him tonight. He pulled out his cell and called up the Pens PR girl, using his threatening voice to get what information he needed before grabbing his keys and squealing out of the driveway. His knuckles were white as he gripped the steering wheel, navigating through traffic downtown and pulling into an underground lot.

He pulled a black RBK cap from his back seat and shrugged off his suit jacket, struggling to look nondescript as he took the elevator up, thanking the stars that he didn’t run into anyone on the way. His body was still vibrating with energy as he stalked down the hallway, banging on the hotel door louder than someone who was trying to be discreet should have.

The door flew open and his gaze narrowed as she scowled at him.

“What the fuck are you – “

He cut her off as he pushed her into the hotel room and sealed his lips over hers, kicking the door shut behind him and slamming her up against it. Her fists beat on his chest as she struggled against him, wrenching her mouth away from him and biting down on his lip hard enough to draw blood while yanking his hair back, effectively knocking his hat off of his head in the process.

“What the fuck Crosby.”

He growled and took her hands to pin them over her head, forcing his leg in between hers and feeling victorious as her eyelashes fluttered at the contact.

“Shut the fuck up McTavish.”

He made sure she followed his orders as he kissed her again, overpowering her struggling until she finally calmed down enough to kiss him back. His hands made quick work of the utterly hideous Flyer orange t-shirt and he groaned as her naked chest became visible to his hungry eyes for the first time as he wrenched himself away from her lips to take her in. His hand came up to pinch one of her nipples, hard, causing her to cry out and arch towards him. Sidney smirked and reached down to bite at the creamy skin of her neck, sinking in his teeth mercilessly as he thrust against her, letting her feel the hard press of his arousal.

“Ow, fuck.”

She tried to buck him off of her, struggling to free her hands, but he had at least thirty pounds of muscle on her and the advantage of already having her pinned.

“I said, shut the fuck up Colleen.”

Her eyes narrowed at him before her glare turned hateful.

“Bet your just pissed that we kicked your –“

He growled and pulled her back before slamming her back against the door, one of his hands fisting through her hair to harshly pull it back.

“You think your so fucking good don’t you. Lets see how good you are while you’re screaming my name and wrapped around my dick.”

He didn’t let her answer before he sealed his mouth over hers, releasing her arms in favor of lifting her up by the thighs and wrapping her legs around his waist. Her hands threaded themselves though his hair, pulling at it hard enough for his eyes to water as he walked them over to the bed. He threw her onto it before flipping her onto her stomach and pulling her back towards the side he was standing at. He took a moment to appreciate the long expanse of toned back where it disappeared into her low riding sweatpants before he shook himself out of it and reminded himself that this was theenemy.

He pulled her sweats down and groaned at the sight of her bare ass underneath them, his hand quickly came down on the pale skin, the slap echoing throughout the small room as she let out a gasp. He knew that some comment was about to come out of her stupid mouth so he made quick work of his pants and boxers and surged forward, sheathing himself inside of her in one quick thrust that had her moaning out and him seeing stars. His hands gripped her hips hard enough to bruise as he struggled not to come like a teenager at the feel of her wrapped around him. She was tight and wet and god, he was deep.

“What’s the matter Crosby, too much for you to handle?”

He could hear the sneer in her voice and it was enough for him to snap, he fisted a hand through her hair and pulled her up, slamming hard into her at the same time. He normally liked to see a woman’s face while he fucked her but he was pretty sure it would just send him into another fit of rage if he had to look at that infuriating smirk. He had never, ever in his life, even thought of hitting a woman, but she was testing his fucking legendary patience and he really didn’t want to have to explain to the front office that he had knocked the Flyers star forward out while he was fucking her senseless because, well, there was a whole list of reasons why that was a conversation he wanted to avoid at all costs.

“When are you going to learn to shut that fucking mouth of yours, Colleen?”

She grunted as he pounded into her, the sound of his hips slamming against her ass had him squeezing her tighter. He pushed her forward so he had space to kneel on the bed and then sat back onto his heels. He pulled her up so she was spread over his thick thighs, groaning as he slid another inch deeper and twisting her head painfully to seal his lips over hers. She groaned into his mouth as he hammered into her, the hand currently not holding her head coming up to cup her breast, flicking and pinching her nipple hard enough to make her moan.

He could feel, actually feel her tightening around him and he ripped his mouth away from her and pushed her back down onto the mattress, one of his large hands coming up to press down in between her shoulder blades, smashing her face into the mattress as his other hand pinned her hands behind her back and went to town. Her moans of pleasure were muffled through the mattress and he gasped out as he felt her squeeze him, a low keen ripping its way from her throat as her back arched and she coated him with her orgasm.

“Fuck, fuck yes. Oh god,” he let out a long groan as he exploded, his vision going white as he emptied himself inside of her, his entire body overcome with orgasm as he struggled to take a breath.

He finally came back to himself and took a deep shaky breath, his limbs feeling very much like he had just run a marathon. He let her wrists go and she groaned as she collapsed onto the bed, his softening cock slowly slipping out of her causing them both to hiss. He barely had enough energy to fall to the side of her but he knew that he needed to leave now before he passed out and they were faced with an awkward morning.

Colleen grinned and rolled onto her back, all but purring as she shot him an infuriating grin and stretched her long limbs out, groaning as she did so and causing his spent dick to twitch.

“Damn Crosby, can we go for round three after we beat you tomorrow?”

He scowled at her and pushed himself up from the bed, quickly pulling on his pants as she laughed at him.

“You’re a bitch.”

She gave him a hum and he watched mesmerized as she traced her fingers down her own body, skimming over the various bites and marks he had left on her chest before delving between her legs and smirking at him.

“Too bad your such a sore loser, I could go for another round right now.”

Sidney growled and yanked his shirt on, trying desperately not to look at the naked woman teasing him from the bed. Once all of his clothing was in its proper place he finally looked at her and wished he hadn’t. She had leaned back onto her elbows, one leg bent and giving him a tantalizing view of her muscular body as well as the wet heat he had been immersed in. Her blonde eyebrow was cocked in the most infuriating way imaginable and she was grinning at him like she knew all of his deepest darkest secrets.

“Don’t be so serious Crosby, Toews already has that title.”

Sidney rolled his eyes at her and made sure that he didn’t look incriminating as he started towards the bedroom door.

“Fuck off McTavish.”

Her laugh was loud and followed him into the hallway as he made sure the coast was clear as he made his escape, well aware that the entirety of the Flyers team could open their doors and spot him at any point. He made it to his car and back to his home unscathed and only then realized that he had left his hat lying on the floor of her hotel room.

The next day found the Penguins with another loss, putting them down 2-0 in the series heading to Philly. Although they lost, it was in overtime and his team finally decided to pull their heads out of their asses and put together a half decent game of hockey. Unfortunately for them there were a few key calls that didn’t go their way and although they held them in regulation, Brayden Schenn managed to sneak one by Fleury in overtime to give the Flyers the win.

It was late when he finally pushed his way through his front door but his body was still humming with adrenaline left over from the game so he plopped down on his couch and turned on the NHL network. He absentmindedly watched highlights from the game and was about to turn it off when a clip from McTavish’s post game interview came on. He smirked as he saw the bruise on her neck from where he had bit down on her skin, luckily for her it looked like something any hockey player would sustain during a game. Her sweat soaked hair clung to her neck and forehead and he noticed that her skin held the same flush it did right after he was done fucking her senseless.

His eyes widened and he let out a short bark of laughter as she turned her head and his gaze caught the small RBK insignia.

She was wearing his hat.

Notes

Ok, so I'm going to continue to take this one smutty chapter at a time as long as there is still interest. Also, let me know if any of you have any ideas for Sid & Colleen in the future and I'll do my best to incorporate them!! Love writing this and hope you guys are still interested, please lemme know!