One-Shots (2014-2015 Season)

When a hockey player scores a top shelf goal, it is known as “Peanut Butter”, according to Coach Joel Quenneville of the Chicago Blackhawks. But Jonathan Toews knows it to mean something else. It’s when a hockey player scores top shelf on another hockey player.

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Jonathan Toews had been so sure he wouldn’t be into it. Yeah, sure they’d screwed around with it a little in a much less intense way, with Patrick Kane crawling around on all fours, not speaking and generally just rubbing up against Jonathan like a cat in heat, and it had been good. They’d both gotten off on it, but Jonathan was sure that was the extent of it, that any more extreme version of pet-play would be a little too much for them.

But then Patrick had asked for this, and Jonathan could never tell the blond “no,” especially when it came to sex. Here they were, and Jonathan was far from not being into it. In fact he didn’t think he’d ever been harder in his life as he clipped the leash attached to the collar around Patrick’s neck to a hook they’d set into the wall near the door for this exact purpose. Seeing Patrick on his hands and knees, in a collar and a butt plug with one of those fluffy tails attached and watching him rub his face on his captain’s calf just about made his brain leak out of his ears.

Patrick might just end up regretting that he’d asked for this, because now that they’d tried it, Jonathan wasn’t sure he’d ever want to let his friend off his leash.

But he finally sighed and did it, after he got the next part of the evening set up and ready. He pulled the plug out and set it down on the bedside table…possibly for later use.

He stripped his shirt off and tossed it to the side. He snatched Patrick’s pants and boxers from the floor and walked back over and helped him to put them on. As he buttoned the button, Patrick instantly got fidgety and uncooperative. He swiped at Jonathan, which shocked the brunette. He missed, but still, he wasn’t sure what was going on.

Then he took the collar off and dragged Patrick over to a chair. He tightened the wrist restraints with quick, efficient flicks of his wrist and tried to ignore the way that his friend’s murderous expression made his stomach twist uncomfortably. He hated restraining Patrick, but what else could he do.

“I really wish you’d stop fighting me occasionally, so I don’t have to do this. I hate it and I know you hate it too.”

The blond winger choked out a bitter, cracked laugh. “I wish you’d just set me free so that I didn’t have to fight you occasionally.”

Jonathan sighed and gave in to his impulse to run his fingers through Patrick’s sweaty, dirty curls, even though the blond jerked instantly away from the contact. He was being quite fidgety and misbehaved tonight. He’d have to get punished, but maybe this was all an act?! Jonathan wasn’t sure, he didn’t like Patrick being like this though. He had a surprise for the blond, but how could he do it if the blond was going to be behaving like this?

“You know I can’t do that Kaner. You’re marked as a slave. If anyone found out I’d set you free they’d just take you for themselves. If it’s not me, then it will be someone else. I’d like to think I treat you well enough when you let me, that you wouldn’t want to trade me in for another Master.”

Patrick slumped, all the fight draining out of him and he sagged heavily, letting the restraints hold him up. “You could be worse. But you know here is not where I want to be. Your feet aren’t the ones I want to kneel at.” He glared at his Dom.

“You’re gonna take that back,” Jonathan snarled, flashing him a cheeky smirk afterwards.

“What? Are you going to make me beg you?”

“What’s wrong Kaner, you’re never like this?”

“Bite me Jonny!”

Jonathan’s hand flew out and grabbed Patrick’s neck, pushing his head backward. Patrick’s fire died instantly.

“God Jonny, stop!” he cried out. “I was playin’ man. I was just taking on a new character role for tonight...the bad boy. Come on, don’t kill me!”

Jonathan tightened his grip, nearly choking Patrick, but kept his hand loose. “I call the shots, Kaner. Not you. I like it when you whine...when you beg...when you are scared and afraid of me. I’m the only bad boy in this relationship!”

“But--Jonny--”

“NO! I have you tied up. Do as I say.”

“Fine. I just wanted to play another role.”

Jonathan dropped his hand and let Patrick go. The blond lowered his head, but Jonathan rounded him and grabbed a handful of his golden locks into his hand. “Say it,” the brunette snapped.

“Say what?”

“SAY IT!”

“PEANUT BUTTER!! There, happy now?”

“Good boy,” Jonathan calmly and soothingly replied, gently wrenching Patrick’s head back and to the side, as he lowered his own head down. He pressed his lips to Patrick’s and kissed him.

“Jonny--” Patrick began to say.

“Shh, no talking, Kaner.”

Jonathan let his free hand glide down Patrick’s bare neck and chest. He rested it on his winger’s lower stomach. Patrick opened his legs up, as though in welcome for Jonathan, who responded by releasing his hair and just gently cradling his head with the hand.

“Peanut butter, Jonny,” Patrick said, as Jonathan made out with his mouth.

The brunette captain slid his hand down further and laid it right on top of Patrick’s crotch area. The blond fidgeted, but Jonathan didn’t move, just let the anxiety creep into him.

“Peanut butter, please, Jonny, peanut butter!” Patrick howled.

Jonathan finally began to move his hand. He started with a nice stroking motion on top of Patrick’s pants and then with his one hand undid the button and zipper and dug into his pants and under the waistline of his boxers and took Patrick into his fingers.

“PEANUT BUTTER!!” Patrick yowled. “OH JONNY!!”

Jonathan stroked his cock and made Patrick squirm. He smirked, as he continued to exchange saliva with his friend. Then he pulled out and pulled off of his friend’s mouth. He rounded him and walked over to the dresser. He grabbed a small jar full of brown paste. He turned and came back over to Patrick, who was looking at him with soft, curious blue eyes. His chest was heaving up and down and his arms were red from the restraints, but he didn’t seem bothered by pain.

Jonathan set the jar down on the ground. He carefully propped Patrick’s body up a little bit and worked his pants and boxers down his legs, to his ankles. Then he opened the jar, unscrewing the lid and dipped his finger into the paste.

“Peanut butter, Kaner.” Jonathan flashed a cheeky, smug grin at Patrick that was full of sly play.

“Oh Jonny, you kinky son of a bitch. Fuck me good with that peanut butter!”

Jonathan chuckled and began to spread the stuff on Patrick’s body. He put some on his nipples, on his nose, on his lips, on his thighs, and finally all up and down his cock, making sure to cake it on, so he’d have to spend plenty of time there. Jonathan then set the jar to the side, he licked his finger, which made Patrick lust for him and emit a whimper. The centerman then rose up to his feet and began to devour the brown stuff working as lipstick on Patrick’s lips. He made sure to lick the stuff on his nose as well.

When he had finished there, he moved down and began to flick his tongue at Patrick’s nipples. Patrick tensed at first, but as Jonathan began sucking at them, he relaxed and let his head tilt back against the chair and moaned. Jonathan’s tongue was gentle and his breath and saliva were warm, but it all felt deliciously good.

As Jonathan finished working his magic on Patrick’s nipples, the blond began clutching at the arm of the chair with his hands. He was just preparing for the next part.

Jonathan gave him a smirk and wink and then lowered to a kneel on his knees and made sure to grip Patrick’s legs at his knees to keep his legs apart. He licked his lips to get ready for the main course.

“Jonny, fuck,” Patrick gasped.

Jonathan dragged his tongue up Patrick’s thigh, over his waistline and back down the other thigh like he was sealing off the territory. As soon as they was accomplished, he got to work, running his tongue up and down Patrick’s cock, making him clench and howl with joy.

“JONNY!! YES!! FUCK JONNY!! PEANUT BUTTER!!” Patrick screamed.

Jonathan’s tongue literally jolted him and made him excited and hard. It wasn’t new to him, but the peanut butter spread on his cock was and it felt so right. Jonathan made sure no part of his cock was untouched by his tongue and he made sure to get up all the brown paste too. He let go of one of Patrick’s knees and reached for the jar to the side. He dipped his finger into the peanut butter, making sure to scoop out a large chunk of the stuff and then he lifted up from Patrick’s cock.

Immediately he jammed his finger into Patrick’s cock’s entrance hole and got the brown peanut butter all along the inside of him. Patrick gasped with shock, as he pulled back out and then licked his finger two times and then rose up and slid it into Patrick’s mouth. Patrick sucked on it, while Jonathan caressed him with his free hand.

“You’re a good boy, Kaner, thank you for finally behaving for me. I know we often do other stuff, but I’d thought I’d explore “fucking you top shelf”, a new way.”

“I like it Jonny,” Patrick said, between sucks.

“Alright, you can stop now, so I can release you and we can get some sleep.”

Patrick chuckled childishly as he stopped sucking and let Jonathan take his finger out. He let Patrick go, untying the restraints from him. They cleaned up and then got ready for bed and snuggled in together.

“You know, I really do miss rooming with you like this,” Patrick whispered, as he got under the covers and wiggled in against Jonathan, who put his arms around him, hugging him close to his body.

“I know.” Jonathan gave him a light kiss on the ear. “But, think about it, we’re closer now because of it and I’ll never forget those times.”

“Me neither. I love you Jonny.”

“Love you too, Kaner. Good night.”

“Night Jonny.”

Notes

I just could not help it.
Okay, so Coach Q-ism further explained by me! :) Haha. (Honestly I thought Q was calling Seabs "Peanut Butter" at first, then it was explained further and I was like...oh! But yeah, Peanut Butter means when a player scores a goal top shelf!!)
Hope you like this!