One Shots

Beau watched her from a distance. She was pressed against her boyfriend, some douchebag that never wore a shirt, regardless of what they were doing. He played for the Rangers or something. Beau didn't really know, or care.

He went on a vacation to Mexico with some of the guys from his team and some of their friends. Being the new guy on the team, he was out of his place. He hadn't taken his eyes off of her since they gathered around the fire.

She had come with some of her friends and met up with her boyfriend, Michael or Mitchell, (once again, Beau didn't know or care), and they hadn't left each other's side since they arrived.
James noticed Beau glaring at Michael as he told a story. Kya spoke and Beau's eyes softened when he looked at her. James understood why. That girl was dynamite, but she was preached on MDZ's lap and there was no getting her away from him.

James nudged Beau. He looked from the girl in the emerald green bikini top, jean shorts, sun kissed skin, and dirty blonde hair to her mid back. Her brown eyes were staring up at her boyfriend. Beau's blue eyes met James's. James leaned into him.

"If she wasn't with Del Zotto, she'd be on your lap, bud." James whispered.

Beau laughed at his friend's comment. He didn't buy it. James cocked a brow at Beau, knowing he didn't believe him. Beau looked to the ground, rubbing his fingers through the sand.
James watched Kya staring at Beau. She was always watching him. Her eyes shifted from him to James. He sent her a smirk. She held a finger to her lips. James pretended to zip his lips. She smiled at him.

"You can think I'm bullshitting but she's had her eyes on you every time yours weren't on her." James mumbled to Beau.

Beau looked up at her to see she was looking down at the sand, doing the same thing he was. She finished her drawing and looked up. Her eyes met Beau's for the first time. She smiled as his eyes drifted to the sand to see her picture. It was the head of penguin. He looked back up to her face to see her giggling. Her nose crinkled as she did so. He felt his stomach flip.

The night ended with Beau hearing one too many of Del Zotto's bullshit stories and stomping off to his room. Kya had left an hour before with some of her friends. Beau made his way to the little condo they were all sharing. He heard humming from the kitchen and peeked in.
Kya was standing with her back to him in just her bikini. She was making something but he couldn't see. She sensed him being there and looked behind her. She smiled at him.

"Is everyone heading in?" She chimed.

"No," Beau shook his head, walking towards her. He leaned on the counter beside her. "Del Zotto just put me to sleep with those fairytales."

Kya laughed. "He's a handful, huh?" She looked up at Beau.

"Uh, I have a few more words for him but I'd rather not say them in front of his girlfriend." Beau admitted.

"Understandable, if his girlfriend were around." She shrugged.

"Are you not,"

"Not. Just a summer thing." She explained.

"Ah, guess I'm the asshole for assuming." He said.

"Yeah, you are." She turned her body towards him. "I've been thinking about switching my summer thing up."

"Well, I hope you find a guy who's up for it." He nodded, walking out of the kitchen.

"I might have already." She mumbled, watching him walk out.

The next day, Beau was up early. He decided to go for some breakfast. James came down with Steven Stamkos and Paul Martin. They joined Beau at his table. He was staring at the girls playing beach volleyball.

"Nice seat, Sunny." Paul laughed.

"Hey, they set up after I got here." Beau defended. "I must've drawn them in."

"So you ran off a little bit after Kya did last night, eh?" Steven smirked.

"Yeah, she was up when I got back to the condo." Beau explained.

"Did she suck ya off?" James asked.

Beau punched him in the arm. "No, but I think she tried to hint she wanted to." He drank some juice.

"Don't let MDZ know." Steven laughed.

"For your information, she said she was bored of him. Not my fault my sex appeal drew her in." Beau stated.

"What sex appeal? You're a lanky punk." Pauly scoffed.

"And you're an old man!" Beau shot back.

"What's going on?" Del Zotto's voice rang.

Beau let out a groan, earning a bunch of laughs. Michael sat beside Paul and Steven. He smiled at all the guys. He noticed Beau's look of displeasure but ignored it. Who is this kid?

"Where's Kya?" Steven teased Michael.

"Don't know. She told me she wants to have fun this summer so we aren't talking anymore." He explained.

"Sorry to hear, man." James cooed, knowing why she had done that.

"I fucked her best friend last night. No sweat off my back." Michael leaned back, grinning.

"Woah, bragging rights! Sick, dude!" Beau held out a fist for a props, sarcasm dripping from him.

Michael tapped his fist, not catching on the joking aspect of Beau's congratulations. Beau rolled his eyes and took a deep breath. He shoved himself up by his chair.

"I'm gonna go try to hit up one of the girls playing volleyball. See ya around." He waved.

Beau stepped off the porch onto the sand and trudged over to the beach volleyball court. He stood with his arms crossed and watched the girls try harder when they saw him. A red head kept giggling at him. He just closed his eyes in annoyance.

"Looking for your next victim?" A female voice called.

Beau looked over his shoulder and saw Kya walked over to him. She had a white crop tank on with green shorts. He looked back to the game when she walked up beside him. She crossed her arms and stood like him. She looked up at him and saw the smirk on his face.

"Heard about you dumping Del Zotto, nice work." Beau spoke.

"I heard him boning my best friend." Kya shook her head.

"Are you alright?" He asked, looked at her.

"Oh, yeah. I had no feelings for that asshole." She scoffed.

"Good because I don't know how to comfort people. I'm just awkward and sarcastic." He confessed.

"Everything I look for in a guy." She stated.

"Wow, must be your lucky day then." He commented.

"Guess so."

They fell into a silence. Beau turned to her. She looked up him with her arms still crossed. She leaned her head to the side. He examined her face. She had furrowed eyebrows as she stared up at him.

"Look, I don't really do this, so it might be really pathetic," He began.

"Are you trying to ask me out?" She interrupted.

"Definitely."

"Then yes."

"I haven't even said what we'd be doing yet." He questioned.

"I don't really care what we do." She told him.

"What if I was gonna suggest a fuckfest up in my room?" He quizzed her.

"Sounds like fun." She grinned.

"How about we go for a couple drinks before the fuckfest?" He laughed.

"Suit yourself." She turned, walking towards the condo.

"You're just gonna leave me here?" Beau called.

"I have to get ready for our date and fuckfest." She shouted back.

"Just show up in my bed naked for the second half!" He yelled.

"Will do!" She smiled, reaching the condo.

"Meet me here at eight, okay?" He finished.

She nodded. She walked inside. The first thing she spotted was Michael. He grinned at her. She took a deep breath as she walked past him with her head down.

"Are you just ignoring me now?" He cupped her ass in his hand.

She spun around. "I figured we weren't on speaking terms since Britt was moaning your name last night." She crossed her arms.

"Eh, I liked hearing your moans better." He stated.

"Yeah, well, someone else gets to hear them now." She smiled, turning away from him.

She got to the stairs. "And who's that? Neal? Stamkos?" Michael quizzed.

"Nope. It's someone new." She answered while making her way up the stairs.

"That Beau kid." Michael snorted.

"What's the problem?" She looked over her shoulder.

"He won't satisfy you." Michael shook his head.

"You're right." She sighed. "I'm used to tiny dicks, he'll probably do more than satisfy me."

Kya finished her walk to her room. She sat down on her bed. She had no idea what Beau had in store for her, but she hoped he was serious about the fuckfest. Since the first day she spotted him, she'd been waiting to say what laid under those baggy shirts he always wore.

Beau searched around the beach for James. Not spotting him anywhere, he knew he'd be at the condo. Beau raced back and straight up to James's room. He knocked on the door.
James slowly emerged, tying up his swim trunks. He closed the door behind him and fixed the fitted cap he wore over his long, curly hair. He had a grin on his face that Beau knew the reason to.

"What's up, man?" James asked.

"Your spirits after that quickie." Beau laughed.

"A quickie's never hurt anybody." James shrugged, guiding Beau away from his room. "So why do you look like you just saw a dick?"

"Because I just asked a chick out." Beau explained.

"Alright, Sunny! Who was it?" James ruffled Beau's hair.

"Kya. She came up to me!" He shouted before James even processed what was said to him.

"Del Zotto know?" James chuckled.

"I hope not. I'd like to actually go out with her before I die." Beau swallowed hard.

"He won't do anything to you. He'll just try to get back at her." James explained.

"Well she said she had no feelings for him." Beau told him.

"Then maybe you two will end up married!" James mocked.

Beau glared as James laughed. "I hope the next girl you get a quickie from has gingivitis or a cold sore or something really fucking nasty because you're a dick."

"Hey, just because I'm a dick doesn't mean you have to take it out on my dick!" James shouted before attempting to sack Beau.

"I came for help, not harassment." Beau whined.

"Help with what?" James laughed.

"Where do I take her?" Beau sighed, sitting on the couch.

"Just to a local bar. Get to know each other." James suggested.

"Think that'll work?" Beau asked.

"You're asking the guy who just got sucked off by some girl he doesn't know." James cackled. "I have no clue, dude."

"I guess I'll watch a Nicholas Sparks movie or something for an idea." Beau said.

"There ya go!" James smiled at his friend.

"You're useless." Beau rolled his eyes.

The day went on and eight came faster than Beau could handle. He waited at the spot they met earlier that day. Kya came walking over. She had a loose shirt, hanging off one shoulder, with a tribal print, on top of pink jean shorts. She had a braid framing her face but her hair flowed behind her. She came up to Beau and looked up at him. They were millimeters apart.

He realized she had freckles across her nose and on her cheeks. She noticed his eyes were one of the deepest shades of blue she had ever seen. She had her eyes squinting up at him with her arms crossed over her chest. He could see how long her eyelashes were over her chocolate coloured eyes. He looked down at her with the same squinted eyes.

Kya's face broke into a smile before she dropped her arms to the side. She pushed up onto her tip toes, following with her lips pressing to Beau's. He kissed back, not wanting to miss an opportunity like that. His hand found the small of her back, pulling her closer. Her hands rubbed his chest. She could feel the definition under his shirt. That's when an idea hit.

She pulled back. "Let's go skinny dipping." She grinned, holding onto his torso.

"Are you insane?" He yelped.

"No!" She grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the water. "No one's around and it's dark out." She stated. "What better way to start our fuckfest than in the water?"

"I was just joking about the fuckfest." He rolled his eyes.

She turned to face him and walked backwards. "I wasn't."

She dropped his hand, pulling her shirt off. Beau saw the back of a vibrant green bra. She pulled her shorts off and he saw her cheeks with a material outlining them. She kicked her shorts away before she slid her thong down. Next, she unhooked her bra with one hand and ran into the water. She dove head first. She surfaced, turning around to look at Beau. He stood at the shore with his hands in his pockets, baggy, white shirt and checkered white and blue shorts covered him.

"Are you coming in or am I going to have to find someone else to fuck tonight?" She frowned.

Beau shook his head. He took a deep breath before he pulled his shirt over his head. Kya could've died. He dropped his shorts, then looked around before yanking down his boxers. Kya couldn't tell from the distance, but his size looked impressive.

He ran into the water, swimming until he reached her. He grabbed onto her waist, her arms wrapping around his neck. He pulled her into him, pressing his lips to her neck. He didn't know what it was, but Kya got him worked up. She let out a moan as his lips worked her neck.

"You know what would be really hot?" She whispered into his ear, biting on his lobe.

"Doing this in an actual room?" He suggested, putting his lips back to her neck.

"No. You fucking me, right here, in the water." She mumbled.

"Kya, no." He sighed and pulled away from her. "I don't want this to be some fuckfest."

"Beau,"

"Hear me out." He growled. "I think you're beautiful and I'm really interest in you, not just fucking you."

"Did you just call me beautiful?" She cooed.

"I should've said beautiful." He laughed.

"You're a fucking dork." She snorted. Her jaw dropped when she made the noise. "That didn't just happen."

"You totally just snorted at one of my jokes!" He gasped.

"Shut up!" She splashed him and swam away.

He grabbed her feet and pulled her back to him. "Seriously, Ky, I wanna get to know you." His voice hardened as he pressed his forehead to hers.

"I want to get to know you to." She smiled.

"So, let's get dressed and go for some shitty food, then make out in my room for a bit." He chuckled.

"Sounds good to me." She pressed her lips to his.

Notes

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