The Dream

I woke up insanely hungover. I knew I couldn't miss a game day so I took a cold shower, drank some coffee and sucked it up. McLane expected me to come in hungover so she assigned me desk duty, sorting out paperwork and adjusting excel spreadsheets. "If you weren't such a great intern I wouldn't have let you have the day off. But you deserved it."
She said it so casually probably underestimating how much I really needed to hear that from her.
The practice went smoothly for the guys. A couple injured players were introduced back into the lineup after being cleared for contact. You could tell the players have done the "drinking a night before a game" thing before because they didn't seem phased at all. Even Geno, who kept up with me in shots, was keeping up with Sullivan's orders at practice.
Good. I'm off the hook.
After practice, I got to leave with the players, which usually didn't happen. Dr. McLane must've figured a pregame nap would do me good and I didn't protest.
I was walking up to my red Ford Escape when I noticed the tall, awkward Russian leaning against the driver door
"Excuse me sir do I need to file a restraining order?" I said, grinning ear to ear. I haven't seen him since last night and I've been craving his company ever since. He didn't bother replying but, when I got close enough, Evgeni took my bag in his left hand and my cheek with his right, leaning in and kissing me lightly and innocently on the lips. After the embrace he opened my driver side doors, placing the bag in the back and he went around to get into the passenger side. I slumped down into the car, closed the door and looked over at him, barely able to fit his long legs into my small SUV.
"How you feel?"
"I feel fine G. Just a little hungover but I'm getting better. So what're doing? Are you just inviting yourself over or???"
"We nap now. Pregame you know?"
I didn't say anything I just starred at him, probably longer than needed, but he matched my stare, until I started the car and headed to his house. We talked about the party the night before and how much we remembered (which wasn't a lot). Our conversation was interrupted when Evgeni was surprised to hear a Ukrainian artist's song play over my radio. I had Monatik's brand new album even though it was all in Russian. He turned it up and we began singing along, laughing at the words I would mess up and at Geno's very sad dance moves. I was so happy to be with him again.
When we arrived to his house we headed straight for the bedroom. He lent me sweatpants and a tshirt, stressing that I don't steal these ones from him or he'll run out of clothes. He slowly removed his shirt, probably because of exhaustion but I felt like he was also teasing me a little. After snuggling down into the covers, he opened up his right arm and I rested my head on the inside of his shoulder, his arm now hugging me close and outlining my body. Our breathing was deepened and both of us drifted to sleep, only to awake a few hours later thanks to his alarm.
The Penguins beat Tampa Bay 5-2 to force a game 7 of the Eastern Conference Finals. This was the happiest I've seen the guys in a while, Geno included. They busted into the locker room cheering and yelling. It was an amazing feeling to know they get to play another game, and still had a chance to go to the cup final. After the postgame examinations and some paper work, it was finally time to call it a night. I was walking out of PPG Paints, into the surprisingly warm night, when I heard someone yell my name. It was Geno. I turned to see him running towards me in his game day suit and before I could answer he grabbed my waist with both hands and kissed me passionately. When our lips finally gave up on each other, I looked up at him sweetly.
"What was that for babe?"
"You are good luck. Our nap good luck. You are part of pregame routine now."
I couldn't help but laugh at how superstitious some hockey players are, and how happy the win made Geno feel.
"Hahaha yeah? Ok G. Wait till you see what you get for winning." I said, adding a wink. He just smiled wide and hugged me tight. The embrace was welcomed by me and we stayed bonded together for what felt like five minutes. We walked to his car with distance in between us though. If a fan were to come up to him, or someone were to take a picture of us walking, it would be easier to say he was just escorting me to my car if we kept our distance. I wanted to tell everyone and I figured hiding it bothered Evgeni too, but an intern on the medical staff dating a player would do more harm than good for the both of us. I haven't talked about it with Geno yet but I figured we could wait it out until after the internship, when the season ends, and then we could go public. His car was waiting for us in the parking garage and Evgeni, in his usual fashion, drove 30 miles per hour over the speed limit home. Both our elbows rested on the middle console and our hands were held together by the tight bonds of our fingers.
When we got to his house, I couldn't stop smiling. I knew tonight was the night. He had an amazing game and I was ready to reward him for it. Neither of us spoke and I barely had my shoes off when Geno put an arm across my shoulders and an arm on the back of my knees and swept me off my feet, carrying me like a new bride up the stairs to his bedroom. We both giggled the whole way down the hallway. He kicked open the door and approached the bed, holding me over it for a while as I playfully kicked and screamed until he finally released me. I fell onto the bed, out of breath from how much he has made me laugh. He moved gracefully to place himself on top of me, starring intensely into my eyes. His six foot three body completely covered mine. With him I felt small and delicate, and I loved feeling protected by him. He leaned down to kiss me and I've never felt so in love in my life. I shut my eyes tight and wrapped my arms around his neck, entangling my fingers in his hair. He let out a slight moan as our breathing and kissing deepened. Our tongues began to dance as my whole body heated up. He strayed away from my lips kissing on my cheek and then making his way down to my neck, where each kiss was enhanced with a little suction. I couldn't take it anymore, weeks of being around him but only five minutes of being with him and I was already ready to burst. I let out in a desperate sigh "Zhenya I---" he stopped kissing me and cut me off saying deep and breathlessly, "Я хочу сделать каждый дюйм вам шахты (I want to make every inch of you mine)". I gave into him and stopped rushing this. He continued to mark my neck as I brought my hands down to the bottom seam of his dress shirt. I slowly lifted it up his body and when it got to his arms he took over, breaking his lips from my neck, sitting up straight, and removing his shirt the rest of the way, throwing it carelessly onto the floor. I place my hands on his toned chest, amazed that he is mine. I bite my lip and lower my hands down to his belt, fumbling with it until it was finally undone. I unbutton his pants but he is focused on me now, grabbing my polo and slowly pulling it over my head, I lean up to make the removal easier, collapsing back onto the bed in only my black lace Victoria Secret bra. He unbuttoned my khakis, removing himself from his resting position on my pelvis , and I begin to wiggle out of the restricting pants as he pulls them down my legs. They get caught up on my abnormally large feet and I can see the frustration building up in Evgeni because of how long it was taking to finally get to toss them to the floor. I let out a little chuckle, to which he responded by positioning himself back on top of me. Although he was smiling, I stopped chuckling and matched his intensity, wrapping my arms back around his neck and pulling his face close to mine. Our lips clashed together again as I felt his whole body completely relax onto mine. I could feel the bulge in his boxers grow as he moaned with desperation. I felt his fingers slide between my black lace panties and my swollen entrance. Evgeni pulled the panties down to my knees, not bothering with foreplay sensing that both him and I were ready for the real thing. Without even breaking the rhythm of our kisses, he pulled his boxers down and slid into me. His whole length inside of me was so pleasurably unbearable that my hands left his hair and found comfort gripping the sheets that are underneath us. With every thrust of his hips he goes deeper inside of me, my grip tightening around the blanket and I can't contain it any longer. "Evgeni please Evgeni," I arch my neck and plead to him breathlessly. He continues his movements, only managing to respond with deep moans, until my back arches, my whole body spasms and I climax. As my body relaxes and my grip loosens, I look up at him to see him grinning ear to ear. He was so pleased with himself for making that happen. I grab his face with both hands and bring his lips to mine, motivating him to keep going until he has reached his peak. Moments later I felt his body tense up as he quickly removed himself from me and went to the bathroom to finish. I realized we didn't use protection. I was on birth control but I'm thankful Geno thought of pulling out because I was completely lost with him. I eased my way under the covers, my naked body now freezing without Geno on top of me. He opened the bathroom door slowly and turned off the bedroom lights before returning to bed. Nothing was being said, we were both just completely content with each other, with us. He nestled himself under the covers and I shimmied over so that the upper half of my body was over lapping with his. My left arm stayed down as I brought my right arm up to rest on his chest. The whole time we focused on each other even though the darkness took over the room. He placed his right arm on my lower back and brought his left hand up to meet mine on his chest. Our fingers entangled again and we began kissing tenderly, too tired to get things started up again. After spending a couple minutes like this I could feel my eyes giving in to exhaustion. I pulled away from Evgeni's sweet lips and dropped my head down to his chest, Listening to his heart beat, feeling completely intoxicated with my love for him. As I neared the beginning of my sleep schedule, his smokey and tired Russian broke the silence.
"Я тебя люблю. (I love you.)"
Barely able to wake up enough to respond I didn't bother translating my response into Russian. I cracked a small grin and replied softly,
"I love you too Zhenya," hoping that I said it loud enough for him to hear. Moments later we drifted off to sleep, entangled and in love with one another.
Game 7 was intense but Bryan Rust scored two goals that the Penguins would ride to the Stanley Cup Finals. I've never heard PPG Paints so loud as the fans shot to their feet and the guys celebrated by engulfing each other in a group hug. I knew today was going to be a great day to not only work for the origination but to be the WAG of a player. After they accepted the Eastern Conference trophy (which they picked up like they did in 2009), and celebrated with the fans out on the ice a little longer, they came into the locker room completely energized and ready to be Stanley Cup Champions. All the medical staff and athletic trainers lined the hallway they went through to reach the locker room. As the stampede began, every member of the staff, myself included, applauded for them. Sid had the trophy at the front of the line carrying it proudly. I wish I could've followed them into the locker room to be part of the fun celebration but I had a lot of paperwork to do if I wanted to go out with them tonight. I finally finished my paperwork and looked at the clock, 12am, damn. I got out my phone to check my messages. Two missed calls and six texts from Evgeni,
"Mae how long you be?"
"We need to go out."
"You and team and me"
"Моя красивая Мэй, пожалуйста, ответ. (My beautiful Mae, please answer)"
"You and me crazy"
"Drunk"
At the beginning of the messages I was sheepishly smiling but by the end I was laughing. He is such a goon.
"I am done now. Where are you Zhenya?"
I had a message from Nicole,
"Hey! Sidney finally texted me! I'm going out with him and everyone tonight! Will you be there bitch?"
I responded with a "yes leaving soon" and I got up and gathered my things. I figured I was already late so there really was no point in changing out of my uniform. I call Geno to figure out where they are.
"Haahlow?"
"Evgeni, where are you?"
"Bar with boys what take you so long?"
"Which bar are you at?"
"The one with bricks at party from other day."
After putting the pieces together I figured out they were at the same bar my birthday party was at so I headed over, reassuring G that I would be there soon.
Once I got through the door I was greeted by a drunk Sheary, Hagelin, and Horny. I hugged them and congratulated them on the win, asking them where Sidney was. I figured asking them about Sid was better than asking them about Geno and it would lead to the same results because there's a 99% chance they're together. I forgot though that Nicole was out with Sidney tonight so when I followed their directional point to the back of the bar, I was surprised to find Crosby sitting at a high top table with Nicole, one hand on a beer that rested on the table and the other on Nicole's thigh. They were just talking so I rudely interrupted, desperate to find Evgeni. "Hi" I said while hugging an extremely cheerful Nicole, "congrats" I muttered while hugging the very awkward and slightly upset captain now that his hand was removed from my best friends lap.
"Have either of you see-"
Before I could finish I felt two lengthy strong arms wrap around my neck and a head rest beside my right ear.
"I'm so happeh you here. I love!"
After realizing it was my Russian bear, I ripped his drunk arms from around my neck, turned to face him and then lunged forward, throwing my arms around his neck. He responded by wrapping his arms tightly around my waist and hugging me so intensely that my feet left the ground. When he returned me back to earth we stood there, still in possession of one another, smiling like two fools in love.
"I'm proud of you, Zhenya," I yelled over the music.
Instead of replying he leaned down and kissed me, quickly but deeply, and although I wanted it I couldn't help but look around to see if anyone noticed. Evgeni was drunk but I wasn't, it would be too hard to explain why that happened. Crosby was still in an intimate conversation with Nicole and all the other guys were pretty much huddled around the bar and a few tables towards the entrance. Whew...in the clear. He must've seen the concerned look on my face because he grabbed my chin with his oversized hand and turned my head to face him.
"Don't worry. I love and they know. We are fine."
"Geno they know!?"
Feeling a little betrayed, my hands retreated from their place on his neck and found a new place in the pockets of my Columbia jacket. I shook my head enough for his hand to give up on it's grip and I looked him in his richly dark brown eyes as he fumbled for A response.
"I....uhhhh...they are my brothers they ask and I tell them we are together. They won't tell coach it's just players, Sid, Flower, Tang-"
"Evgeni I can't believe you would tell them! We haven't even talked about it yet! This could ruin my internship how could you be so selfish?"
His arms slowly fell to his side but he still maintained eye contact with me, his expression blank
"Well?"
He didn't respond. His mouth opened but no words came out. He just stood there offering no explanation, no apology, nothing. I may have been over reacting, but at the same time, this is real life not fantasy, and my actual career could be in jeopardy just because he wanted to brag to his friends. As I took a deep breath, I glanced to my right and noticed the volume of the bar had decreased and a number of stares were pointed in our direction. I was louder than I needed to be but the damage was done. Not only did the team know but now some of the random patrons of the bar knew. I began to feel tears well up in my eyes as I felt Evgeni's hand grip my forearm. I quickly tore my arm away from him, returning my attention back to his sad demeanor.
"No." I said in a quiet but stern manor.
"Mae, I-"
"Don't drive. Have someone sober take you home." And with that I stormed out, Slicing through the crowd with my head down, due to disappointed and embarrassment. The ride home felt like an eternity. I fought the tears with the sleeve of my jacket for a long time but they won, streaming down my cheeks and diving off my chin. I didn't even have the radio on. I just filled the car with sniffles and light sobs. Nothing this minor should bother me this much. Was I overreacting? Did I ruin everything? Am I going to still have my internship? I've never felt a love like this in my life, maybe I was just overwhelmed and anxious. I don't know. When I finally got home. I ran through the kitchen door, past the kitchen, dining room and straight into the hallway housing my bedroom. I closed the door and desperately crawled into bed. I didn't care if I woke my parents (it had to be at least 2am), all I wanted was for this night to end. As I plugged my phone in for the night there was a message from Nicole,
"Sidney and I made sure Geno got home ok. I'm sorry Mae. Let me know if you need anything."
I replied "thanks" as a way to assure her that I was home safe.
There were about 16 messages from Evgeni and 4 missed calls. I didn't read any of the messages in fear that I would only get more upset. I locked my phone and rolled over so my back was facing it. I have no clue what the future for Evgeni and I looks like, hell I don't even know what I am going to do tomorrow. All I know is that I need sleep, now.

Notes

First time writing smut, what an experience haha

Important chapter so I'll try to update soon so it's not just chillin'

Happy Spring Break to me!