NHL One-shots (OPEN FOR REQUESTS)

Nicole couldn’t control the tears that kept falling down her face as she entered her dark apartment. She didn’t even bother to turn on the lights as she struggled to take off her new high heels that had been hurting her feet the whole night at the bar. About a minute later, she was able to successfully take them off. A short rush of anger ran through her body and she suddenly reached down to grab one of the heels. She threw it somewhere into the darkness. Less than a second later, she heard it slamming loudly against the wall.

The anger eventually transferred into frustration before becoming despair. Sure. She and Tyler had argued a few times over the past seven months of dating, but those arguments had been more like small disagreements on stupid things like who was going to be driving. However, what happened tonight. This wasn’t just a disagreement. It was a huge fallout in their relationship. Nicole leaned against the door to her apartment and slowly slid down to the floor with her head in-between her knees. She felt her shoulders slightly shaking as she tried to calm herself down.

Tyler was known to be a party animal, but after he had started dating Nicole, he slowly learned to settle down. Unfortunately, his old habits seemed to die hard. Nicole understood that although Tyler was just an athlete compared to famous Hollywood celebrities, he was sometimes as popular as them when it came to being surrounded with hockey fans. He was an NHL player for crying out loud! She also understood and didn’t care whenever fans interrupted their dates to ask Tyler for pictures and autographs. She also didn’t mind when girls threw themselves at him looking for something more than a picture or an autograph. Well, that is, she hadn’t minded at first. Why not? Well, Tyler was her boyfriend. He was supposed to control himself on his own and be responsible considering that he was in a relationship with her. So yeah. Nicole could understand a lot of things. What she couldn’t understand though was how even though she and Tyler were intimate with each other and deeply involved, it didn’t seem like it at all whenever they weren’t alone.

Nicole had tried to accept it when Tyler would allow girls to flirt with him at a night out with the other Stars players. After all, he had promised her that she was the only girl he truly cared about. But him not even bothering to push them away and sometimes even flirting back for fan service? That was unacceptable to her. Tyler was having a good time, but Nicole wasn’t. She didn’t want to be used. What was she to him? Just someone he could call whenever he wanted? She didn’t want to be like the girls Tyler used to sleep around with. She wasn’t like them.

The sound of someone knocking loudly caused Nicole to get out of her thoughts. She stood up and turned on the lights before looking through the peephole. It was Tyler.

“Go away,” she said as she turned to get herself away from the door.

He knocked again, louder this time. “I’m going to keep knocking until you open this damn door. I don’t even care if it wakes up your neighbors.”

Nicole sighed before she unlocked the door and pulled it open halfway. She knew that her eyeliner had probably smudged all over her face, but she didn’t care what she looked like anymore. She was having a bad night and her smudged makeup was currently the least of her worries. She just wanted to be left alone.

“It’s late. Go home, Tyler. And don’t come back,” she said before she began closing the door.

Tyler blocked the door from shutting since he was obviously a lot stronger than her. “Please, let me come in. Just hear me out, okay?”

She wordlessly stepped back allowing him to come in. She yelled at herself on the inside. Why did she have to let him in so easily? Why was she so weak in front of him? She didn’t want to let him in, but she couldn’t help herself. She liked him too much to kick him out of her apartment and locking him out of her life forever.

All of his 6’ 1’’ height approached her cautiously after he closed the door. The two stood with only about two feet of distance between them. For the first time ever, she realized how intimidating his stance could be when they weren’t pressed together hugging or kissing since she was a lot shorter than him. The way he stood straight without any physical contact with her made the atmosphere feel uncomfortable and it almost felt as if they were complete strangers.

“I take back what I said to you at the bar. I was wrong to say that you were overreacting because you weren’t. I don’t even know why I said it. You were just being a normal girlfriend. I’m the one who needs to change and I’m really sorry,” Tyler said. His brown eyes no longer held playfulness like they usually did. He was being serious.

“This happened before a bunch of times, Ty. I’m sick and tired of going through the same thing over and over again. I don’t want to be heartbroken and I don’t want to be some clingy girlfriend either. If you want to go back to your old habits and be with every single pretty girl out there in this world, go ahead. I’m not going to stop you.”

“Nicole, I don’t want to go back to my old habits. When we first started dating, things changed for me. It felt nice to have a girl care about me and it was great to go home after a bad game and have you to talk to. I’m sorry for what I’ve put you through. I was being stupid. I get it now though. Who would want to date a jerk who doesn’t even pay the right attention to his own girlfriend? But you…You tried ignoring all that, for me. And I messed it all up. I just-I want another chance with you.”

“How do I know you won’t blow this chance away?” Nicole asked.

“Because I love you,” he blurted without warning.

“What?” she asked in a whisper. She was surprised by his sudden confession.

“After you left the bar tonight, I immediately went after you. The panic that I felt as I drove over here, the feeling that I might have already lost you…It made me feel horrible. When you told me that it was over between us, I realized that I didn’t want that to be true. I couldn’t let you slip away. I can’t. I need you.”

“If you really need me, then act like you need me. Claim me,” she replied. “Tyler, I’m yours. I’ve been yours since we’ve started going out. I love you too. I mean, I’ve given everything to you. You’re the one who needs to reciprocate my feelings. If you don’t, this…Us…It’s not going to work out.”

“You love me?” he asked like he didn’t believe what she had said and needed to hear it again.

“I do. I love you,” she said the three words that she had been wanting to tell him, but couldn’t because she was scared he wouldn’t feel the same way.

He quickly closed the space between him and her as he leaned down to kiss her. She didn’t have much time to react, but instinctively went along with it. Tyler pulled her up easily as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Without losing touch with each other’s lips, the two made it into her room. The room was dark, but there was enough light coming from the hallway for them to see each other.

Tyler gently laid her down. “So will you forgive me?” he asked as he briefly pulled back.

“Yes,” she nodded.

“I promise I won’t screw this up again. I love you too much for that.” His mouth landed on hers again and they moved perfectly together. Clothes were quickly discarded since both of them were eager to cut to the chase.

Tyler pressed the tip of his cock against the sensitive part of her opening. He slowly entered her and she was overcome with a rush of intense feelings as he filled her. She inhaled sharply in reaction. Meanwhile, Tyler groaned at the sensation he felt as her tight wetness surrounded him. It reminded him that this was his girl. She was different from the others whom he had casual sex with over the years, the ones who had one night stands on a normal basis. Nicole was the opposite of them. She was real girlfriend material or maybe even wife material. She was someone he hoped would be with him for a long time.

“Please,” she begged him as she urged him to continue.

He leaned forward and pressed his chest closely against her soft breasts. He put his hands on the top of her head trapping her completely into his hold allowing his position to help him get access to deeper penetration.

A few minutes passed and his thrusts became rougher and faster. She put her small hands on his muscular back and held on for dear life as he pounded into her reaching the core. The only noises that could be heard were the bed creaking and the skin slapping every time he slammed into her. Incoherent words came out of her mouth as she cried out in pleasure. Her walls began clenching around him. Her eyes closed and her mouth parted as Tyler grunted while he came. He thrusted three more times in long strokes before he finished.

As the two lay together, Nicole noticed how hard her heart was pounding from the intense intercourse. Now that she was naked, she slowly began feeling self-conscious again even though Tyler had seen her bare body before. The fact that she remembered that her eye makeup was probably smudged and making her look unattractive in front of Tyler didn’t help at all.

“So how ugly do I look?” she asked with a small laugh.

“What?” Tyler asked with one of his eyebrows raised like she was crazy.

“Come on. I’ve been crying with my makeup on. That’s got to make a girl look pretty bad.”

He observed her face for a long moment before giving her a gentle smile. “You’re still beautiful," he told her and leaned in to kiss her before she could protest to his statement.

Tyler was glad that he had apologized to Nicole and gotten her heart back. He knew he loved her and he wanted to be with her, but it was hard to get out of the lifestyle that he had a habit of. He had a plan though. He was going to change his old habits. For her…And for himself. He couldn’t imagine living in a life without her.

Notes

I hope that wasn’t too cheesy…If it was, it’s because I suck at making my own scenarios. I promise I’ll do better on the ones you request! Btw, this was my first time writing smut. I’m kind of scared because I’m not sure if it’s all right or not, but I’m sure there are a lot more worse ones out there! (Or maybe I’m just trying to make myself feel better…)

Anyway, please copy and paste this and fill it out in the comments if you would like to leave a request for a one-shot!

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