#tyler seguin one shot

[hockey-x-imagines]

Made to Last || Tyler Seguin/Jamie Benn Pt. 22

A/N: I'm thinking there's going to be just 1 or 2 more parts to this story unless y'all want more. I definitely cried writing this.  

Song Inspo: Made to Last by Issues & You're Not Sorry Taylor Swift

Paring: Tyler x Reader Jamie x Reader

Warnings: Cussing, angst

Word Count: 1216

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Y/N's P.O.V.

Last night you cried yourself to sleep, mourning the relationship you and Tyler once had. You came to a conclusion, whether you and Jamie work out or not, you still have to have this conversation with Tyler. Just the thought of what you're about to tell the man you used to think you were going to spend the rest of your life with guts you. Part of you wishes you could be a chicken shit and do this over the phone. As you wait for the door to open you try to collect your thoughts.

"Y/N now's not really a good time." Tyler's greeting is laced with annoyance. Not exactly the greeting you were hoping for. Though you can't really say you're surprised.

"Tell Nessa to put some clothes on, or tell her to wait. We need to have this conversation, and we need to have it now. I also need to get the rest of my things." Maybe this conversation will be easier than you thought. Rolling his eyes, Tyler steps to the side inviting you in.

"So this is it?" He asks.

"Tyler, I've wasted all this time waiting and hoping you'd come around. I've been giving out chances and every time all you do is let me down. And it's taken me this long to figure it out. You're thinking we'll be fine, because every time you fuck up I come running back, but not this time around. Could've loved you all my life if you hadn't left me waiting in the cold. You had me crawling for your love, and it never would've gone away. You used to shine so bright, but I watched all of it fade You can tell me you're sorry, but I don't believe you like I did before.  I don't want to hurt anymore. It's not just me I have to look out for anymore. Part of me was hoping we'd work out for our child, but you accusing me of cheating, and you running back to the arms of Nessa the second something seemed off between us is the last straw. So you don't have to worry about the 2 of us anymore. I'm done, we're done. The baby and I deserve so much better and more than you could ever give." You were proud of yourself, not a single tear was shed.

"I'm sorry." That's all he had to say. After 2 and a half years, all he had to say was he was sorry.  You had hoped that maybe he would've shown that he still cared, but he didn't.

"You're not, but that's okay. I'm really sorry. I'll grab my things and be out of your hair." You reach in your back pocket and grab the ring he gave you, "give this to someone you really want forever with, not because you feel guilty." With that, you go collect your things.

"What are you doing here?" Nessa hisses. Lovely.

"Don't worry you dumb bitch I'm just here to get my shit and go." You can't see what Tyler sees in her, maybe she's got a pussy of gold. That's the only thing that would be appealing about her.

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Tyler's P.O.V.

"Y/N, before you go I feel like I need to give my side." Right now seemed like the best time to come clean. She's already leaving me, not that I blame her.

"It's not going to change anything Ty, I've made my mind up, and seeing Nessa here just cemented my choice."

"What I have to say is only going to make things worse." I take a deep breath, " I can't tell you why or when but I lost feelings for you, and around that time I started seeing Nessa again. I know it was wrong, but I just didn't see a way out. I figured if I was a big enough dick eventually you would've left me like you're doing now. I really am sorry I thought hurting you was the best option. That being said, you can drop the whole pregnancy facade." The look on Y/N's face tells me I struck a nerve.

"You're a fucking idiot." Is all she had to say before slamming my door in my face. We hadn't been having a lot of sex in the first place with her being stabbed and all, so there was no way she is pregnant with my child. There was a small voice in the back of my head telling me she wouldn't lie about something like that, but I refused to believe her. If I believed her, that makes me an even bigger asshole than I intended to be.

A knock on the door pulls me out of my thoughts. Maybe Y/N forgot something? She's about the only person I could think of that would knock. To my surprise it's Jamie.

"Why the hell are you knocking?" I ask.

"We need to have a little chat." Something is off in his tone. My gut tells me whatever he's about to say isn't going to be something I like. Stepping to the side I let him in. "I've done a lot of thinking and I feel it's best that I tell you how I'm feeling." What the hell is he talking about?

"Okay? If you're about to tell me what a shitty person I am, Y/N did a pretty good job of that already, and sadly I don't give a shit." There is a small part of me that does feel bad for the shit I've done, but I don't really care.

"I'm glad she did. Tyler you fucked up, bad. But I'm not here to yell at you. I've already told Y/N, but I feel like you deserve to know that I'm in love with her." What. The. Fuck. "I don't know why or when but I'm in love with her. Like I said I already told her, and if she decided to have me, I'm going to treat her right."

"How long have you 2 been fucking?" Logically I know Jamie wouldn't do that to me, but right now I'm not thinking logically. Of all the people I could see Y/N moving on with, I never would've thought it'd be my best friend. I thought she'd leave Texas and I'd never see her again. That's what made this so easy. Seeing her happy and thriving is something I don't know if I can handle.

"You're a fucking idiot. You know better than that. She was or is madly in love with you, she would've never done you dirty the way you've done her dirty. I was happy to sit back and let you two be happy, but you went a fucked up again. So now if she'll let me, I'm going to step up to the plate and treat her the way you should've from the start."

"So you're just going to throw away our friendship over a little bit of pus-," before I could finish my sentence his fist connected with my jaw.

"You are the only person to blame for our friendship being what it is now. And don't you ever talk about Y/N that way. We both know she's more than that." I haven't seen Jamie this pissed since the morning Y/N left the first time.

#Tyler Seguin #tyler seguin fic #tyler seguin one shot #tyler seguin imagine #tyler seguin imagines #tyler x reader #jamie benn #jamie benn imagine #jamie benn fic #jamie benn x reader #made to last #imagine #nhl imagine #hockey imagine #dallas stars #dallas stars fic

[isles-queen]

Masterlist of One-Shot Y/N Requests

Again at least somewhat coming out of a hiatus! I already posted a new Tyler Seguin one-shot, so feel free to check that out - or if you're new, check out my oldies! Hopefully they're still enjoyable. :)

Am accepting requests, as most of my requests are at least 7-8 years old. I will still go through them, but I want to make sure I'm still doing relevant players, haha.

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Dallas Stars

Tyler Seguin

Meetin’ The Fam!

GoPro: DZ & Seggy

Movie Night

House Party

Babying a Sick Tyler

First Time on the Ice

Tyler’s Daughter

Cuddle Night

Baby Talks

Pillow Forts & The Body Issue

Love Triangle (pt1)

Pool Fun(?)

A Thundering Exploration

Second Try

A Black Tie Rendezvous

(back from hiatus) A Christmas Gift

Jamie Benn

Babysitting an Injured Seguin

New House

The First Dance

The End to the Love Triangle (pt2)

Scaredy Cats

Snowed In

Jason Demers

Negotiating with “Daddy”

Pretend Boyfriend

Blackmail & Parties

Mr. Steal Your Girl

Santa Demers

Chicago Blackhawks

Jonathan Toews

Toews’ First Cup

Golfing with the Hawks

Patrick Kane

Big Bro’s Best Friend

Washington Capitals

André Burakovsky

Pre-Casino Night

Tom Wilson

Grocery Shopping

Casino Night

Ice Skating or Bowling

Surprise! - A party!

A Late Flight to Christmas

Michael Latta

Mr. Contagious

Detroit Red Wings

Luke Glendening

Frosting War

Calgary Flames

Joe Colborne

We Can’t Dance

Lance Bouma

A Visit to the Kid’s Hospital

To be continued… (Request!)

#dallas stars #tyler seguin #requests #one-shots #new york islanders #nhl #chicago blackhawks #washington capitals #hockey #detroit red wings #jamie benn #tom wilson #Jonathan toews #Patrick kane #RPF #hockey rpf

[wintersoldierslover]

my fic recs masterlist

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Bucky Barnes:

all bucky barnes

headcanon  -  blurb  -  one-shot  -  series

dbf!bucky  -  brothers bff  -  bff’s brother

neighbour  -  housewife reader

lumberjack  -  firefighter  -  bodyguard

priest bucky  -  college

football player  -  hockey player  -  boxer

professor  -  teacher  -  librarian/bookshop

coffee shop  -  soulmate  -  royal

other AUs  -  taboo

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Stranger Things characters:

all eddie munson - all steve harrington

eddie and steve (x reader)

billy hargrove - jason carver - mike wheeler

dmitri enzo antonov - jim hopper

robin buckley - nancy wheeler

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Outer Banks Characters:

all Rafe Cameron

all JJ Maybank

Rafe Cameron and JJ Maybank (x reader)

Pope Heyward - Topper Thorton

John B. - Sarah Cameron

Kiara Carrera

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Marvel characters:

Wanda Maximoff  -   Kate Bishop

Natasha Romanoff  -  Yelena Belova

Peter Parker  -  Pietro Maximoff

Steve Rogers  -  Stephen Strange

Frank Castle  -  Matt Murdock 

Moon knight  -  Steven Grant

Joaqín Torres - Clint Barton

Loki Laufeyson - Druig

Eddie Brock - Miles Morales

Miguel O’hara - Hobie Brown

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Harry Potter characters:

Sirius Black - Remus Lupin 

James Potter - Poly!Marauders

Lily potter -  Cedric Diggory

George Weasley - Fred Weasley

Severus Snape - Tom Riddle

Draco Malfoy

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Avatar (James Cameron) charachters:

neteyam - aonung - lo’ak

rotxo - kiri - spider

jake sully - neytiri - tsu’tey

tonowari - ronal - colonel quaritch

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Top Gun chracters:

Fanboy  -  Hangman  -  Rooster - Bob

Iceman

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Wednesday characters:

Xavier Thorpe - Ajax Petropolus

Wednesday Addams - Divina

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Bridgerton characters:

Anthony Bridgerton -  Benedict Bridgerton

Colin Bridgerton

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Criminal Minds characters:

Spencer Reid  -  Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

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The Last of Us characters:

Joel Miller - Ellie Williams

Abby Anderson

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The Devil All The Time characters:

Tommy Matson - Lee Bodecker

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Uncharted characters:

Nate Drake - Sam Drake

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Euphoria characters:

Elliot (Euphoria) - Fezco

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On My Block characters:

Mario Martinez - Oscar Diaz

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Modern Family characters:

Luke Dunphy - Alex Dunphy

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Ted Lasso:

Roy Kent - Jamie Tartt

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NHL players:

Matthew Ktachuk - Trevor Zegras

Nolan Patrick - Tyler Seguin

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Actors:

Sebastian Stan - Joseph Quinn

Jamie Campbell Bower - Danny Ramirez

Drew Starkey - Rudy Pankow

Ben Hardy - Bella Ramsey

Jenna Ortega

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Miscellaneous characters:

Eli ‘Hawk’ Moskowitz  -   Marcus Baker

Rodrick Heffley -  Hunter Sylvester

Lloyd Hansen - Ari Levinson

Nick Fowler -  Tangerine

Rhett Abbott - Hayden ‘Harvard Hottie’

Colin (Not Okay) -   Min Ho (Xo, Kitty)

Ash (No Exit) -  James Maguire (Derby Girls)

Jake Peralta - Nick Miller  - Brian O’conner

Anakin Skywalker - Bruno Madrigal

Tadashi Hamada - Kakashi Hatake

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Miscellaneous real people:

Billie Eilish - AEW Hook

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*Updated whenever there’s a new character <3

#wintersoldierslover #fic recs #fanfiction #fanfic #bucky barnes x reader #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson x reader x steve harrington #billy hargrove x reader #jason carver x reader #robin buckley x reader #nancy wheeler x reader #rafe cameron x smut #jj mabank x reader #jj maybank x reader x rafe cameron #wanda maximoff x reader #kate bishop x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #yelena belova x reader #peter parker x reader #pietro maximoff x reader #steve rogers x reader #stephen strange x reader #frank castle x reader #matt murdock x reader #moon knight x reader #marc spector x reader #jake lockley x reader #steven grant x reader #joaquin torres x reader

[cellythefloshie]

;; Sister of the Groom

Summary: Your big brother Jordan is finally getting married, and as his wedding planner you have been more than involved with his big day. From planning to being a member of the bridal party you're ready to let loose and have your team take over for the night. Being the planner also helped keep you from being blindsided when your ex-hookup, Vince Dunn, arrived to support his ex-teammate. Worst of all, even after 4 years apart, the attraction is still there. Kinks, Tropes & TW: Sister of the groom, Binnington!reader, player's sister!reader, wedding planner!reader, bridesmaid!reader, situationship, "exes" to lovers, secret relationship, unprotected sex, car sex, implied jealousy, implied caught feelings. Word Count: 4358 Note: I used a different editing software to edit this fic. So please if anyone could reach out and let me know if there was like any improvement in it, that would be great.

Taglist: @mp0625 @starshine-hockey-girl @wingedwheelprxncess @misunderstoodwerewolf @callsign-denmark @puckmaidens @xcicix - I swear I'm going to get better at remembering to do this.

While Earth had four seasons, your life had two: hockey season and wedding season. 

It was a peaceful harmony. A perfect balance between work and play, as a wedding planner - but this season was different because your big brother was finally getting married. You had written off your entire wedding season for it. You turned many offers to plan the weddings for hockey superstars like Tyler Seguin and Brady Tkachuk. Jordan and Cristine were your utmost priority. It left you wearing many hats. From being the wedding planner to the sister of the groom to the bridesmaid, you didn’t know a moment of calm. That was until the morning of the wedding, when Cristine put the first drink in your hand. 

You sipped mimosas at breakfast. 

You had done a shot of Crown Royal with Jordan and your sisters, Sydney and Callie, moments before he walked down the aisle. 

Going into the evening, you remained in the state of a pleasant buzz that you would not let yourself push past into intoxication. It would be too much of a risk if something went wrong. It was a far too dangerous thing for the sake of the wedding, especially when your ex was there. Well, he wasn’t your ex, not really.

You and Vince Dunn had never been official. 

The two of you never went on any dates, but you and Vince had been hooking up since he and Jordan played on the Chicago Wolves roster together. But it never got more serious than that. It was the occasional fuck when you both were back home in Ontario for the summer. Or when you had been down to visit in whatever city your brother called home. It all ended with the expansion draft. It was the moment he uprooted his life that had mere glimmers of you in it and moved to Seattle. 

Vince quickly faded into a memory of your young adulthood, becoming nothing more than someone who once knew your body better than anyone. Someone that you only thought about when the weather was just right or when his name came up in conversation. It always left you with a faint smile, fond of the unspeakable memories that the two of you shared. When you saw his name on the guest list, you wore that same smile. Then again, when you saw he sent back his RSVP without a plus one. 

You should have known better to go into the night thinking you could control yourself with him around. Especially once you caught sight of him in the beige suit that almost looked pink as you helped the photographer with the pictures at sunset. You couldn’t help but stare. Your eyes flashed over how his button-down shirt would grow tight over his chest as he threw his arms around his former teammates. And they fixed on his smile as it tugged at his cheeks so playfully. Not once did you look away from him. Vince and how his curls hung down into his forehead or from how his suit fit him just right. Nor could you ignore how his laugh consumed him so fully. 

That was until his eyes fixated on you in return. 

A heavy breath coursed through you, your eyes falling to the grass before you fell into a full retreat towards the reception hall. You lost yourself in the crowd, the toasts, and the occasional comfort that came from sipping champagne when you felt the buzz beginning to fade. But not even drinking could rid your mind of his green eyes and how you could feel him staring at you. They were on you as you sat at the head table with the rest of the bridal party for dinner. And they followed you again as you took to the dance floor to kick off the evening with a dance. 

You let your eyes find him again in the crowd as you danced with the groomsman who had also walked you down the aisle during the ceremony. His hand was low on your back, his fingers wrinkling the blush satin fabric as you danced. But your mind was all too distracted to enjoy the moment. Your eyes found Vince at the edge of the dance floor. His head cocked to the side as his eyes dragged up and down your figure. And when he noticed you staring back, he smirked. 

He instantly knew that, even after four years, he still had his hold on you. 

Biting your lip, you glanced towards the bathroom. The song was slowly fading into the next and joined the voice of the DJ as he welcomed the rest of the guests to the dancefloor. It was the perfect opportunity. Your eyes found Vince again, glancing one more time towards the bathroom before you were slipping from the groomsmen’s hold. His hands travelled down the length of your arms, desperate to hold on to you - to keep dancing with you. 

“I’m sorry, I just need to use the washroom,” you said, offering him your soft excuses. 

It wasn’t a complete lie. You fully intended to slip away into the bathroom, but you would not use it as it was meant to be used. You would clear each stall, then desecrate every virtuous value weddings uphold in one of its stalls. Or maybe you’d let him fuck you on the countertop or against the door if you were feeling so bold.  

Your heart jumped into your throat, the beat of it synonymous with the bass of the music as your every step carried you towards the bathroom door. Eyes fixated on it, and you took steady breaths to keep yourself calm. 

The music that played and the glow of the surrounding lights left you feeling as if you were in a dream. That at any moment, you would wake up in a cold sweat in your hotel room bed alone. But the touch of a large hand against the small of your back confirmed that this was all very much reality. 

“Hello, Princess,” Vince said. You could barely hear him over the music, but you felt his hot words against the shell of your ear and in your hair that was slowly losing its style. It would be nothing more than a mess of curls by the time he was done with you. 

“Vince,” was all you could manage, his voice a mere breath on your lips as your eyes felt the bathroom door and fell on his features. 

He hadn’t changed all that much since you last saw him. He was still as pretty as ever. Your lips parted to tease him, only to be reduced to silence as the careful pressure of his hand guided you away from the bathroom door and towards the foyer. 

Your head cocked to the side, a brow raising. Where was he taking you?

Your steps didn’t falter, the music and lights fading behind you and into the calm of night on the patio. Minutes ago, before the first dance, the patio was full of guests smoking cigars and enjoying the night air, but with the first dances of the night captivating, there were only a few stragglers to catch you and Vince sneaking away. None of them knew you both enough to say a word as he led you to the fence that divided the patio from the path to the parking lot. He left you void of his touch for a moment as he hopped over the fence before extending his hand to you to help you over. 

One hand found his hand while the other hiked up your dress, giving him a good look at the length of your legs as you hopped the fence yourself. It wasn’t the most graceful attempt you could have made, but his hands were quick to find your waist. His hold kept you steady on your feet before he lead you off to the parking lot. 

At first, you were going to question it, but it made the most sense. No one would leave the venue for hours, and the only interruption you’d get would be from the valet. Whereas in the bathroom, there would be a constant cycle of women needing to pee, photo ops, and the occasional guest who would need to vomit after drinking far too much. The bathroom came with too great of a risk of being caught by your mother, your sisters, or the wives and girlfriends of one of his teammates. But in the parking lot, there would be no one to catch you there. 

He weaved you through the lot, in between cars until he led you to one that was clearly a rental and leaned up against the hood. Vince propped his leg up so that his bright white, never-been-worn-before sneaker rested up against the car’s fender. Then he patted the hood casually. The impact was a simple invitation to join him, one that left you leaning up against the car at his side. 

The cool night air sent a shiver down your spine and you crossed your arms over your chest to keep the goosebumps from rising. But Vince was already doing you one better. He had reached back and pulled off his blazer and draped it over your shoulders as he spoke. 

“It’s been a long time, Princess. How’ve you been?”

“Good,” you said slowly, simply. Nervous, you swallowed back anything more complicated than you could have said to him. You hadn’t gone out there for a conversation, you wanted him to touch you. 

“Things are good,” you repeated, looking back over your shoulder to meet his eyes as they raised from tracing over your silhouette again, “How’s Seattle?”

His smile grew, and your heart fluttered. His smile always made you weak for him.

“It’s great,” Vince answered, “we actually made the playoff this year-”

You cut him off with a laugh, your hand coming up to rest over your lips before you could stop yourself. “I know. I didn’t stop watching hockey just because you don’t play with my brother anymore.”

At that moment, you already knew you had said too much, and Vince wasn’t going to let it go. 

“You watch my games?”

Every single one. 

“When I can,” you lied, “the team had an incredible season.” 

And so did you. 

He had reached career highs in every category. Goals. Assists. Points. He hit milestones for them all as he helped take the team to the second round. A round you still believed they deserved to win over the Dallas Stars - but fate had other plans for them. Maybe he could help take them all the way next year, but first, he would need to sign a contract extension. 

You knew it would be the last thing he wanted to talk about. So, it became the last thing on your mind as you watched him reach up to push his fingers through his thick curls. They raked through each strand, breaking up his curls before letting them fall back into place. It left you to breathe out a long exhale, fighting back the fuck that craved to be cursed on the end of your tongue. Vince knew exactly what he was doing by enticing you with his curls. You had once loved to stroke your fingers through them - to use them as your anchor as he fucked you - and now it was all you were thinking about as he hummed. 

“We’ll be better next year.”

“Oh?” you raised a brow at him as you turned in place to face him fully. You had to fight the urge to hitch up your skirt and climb onto his lap. Instead, you lingered at the front of the car, standing between his knees. “Am I getting the inside scoop from Vince Dunn himself?”

“No, no,” he shook his head, a slight laugh in his words, “Nothing yet, but I want to stay there. They drafted me. They wanted me on their team,” he said, smiling. “It’s like home, but it’s complicated. You know?”

“Yeah,” you nodded in agreement, “I know.”

Your brother was in the NHL. You knew how complicated the lifestyle could be. Their worlds revolved around the game and the team. More often than not, the rest of their lives had to be put on hold. Some players would go without relationships and families. Others left the home and the children under the control of their wives and any support they would need to raise them. Hockey season was the very reason you and Cristine had done all the wedding planning without Jordan. But Dunn, he never had that. He didn’t have a wife or a girlfriend or kids. Instead, Vince had hockey season and an off-season, which was dedicated to training for the next season. He just had hockey. And well, you. 

“So you, ah,” Vince hesitated, “You bring a date to this thing?”

Your cheeks flushed, your hand coming down to rest on each of his thighs as you stood between them. “No, I came alone.”

Vince straightened up, sliding down the hood of the car so his feet rested firmly on the ground. It was there his hands found your waist and held you near as he quirked up his brow. “And the groomsmen you were dancing with?”

“Was a formality,” you assured him. 

“He was handsy,” Vince said, his words a complaint. It left you smiling.

“He was,” you confirmed, leaning in oh so slightly. “Are you jealous?”

Vince looked away, his teeth chewing on the inside of his cheek as he thought about just what to say. Was jealousy even in his vocabulary? 

Was it in yours? 

For years, you had been on-again-off-again hooking up between his temporary flings and your attempts at a stable relationship. And not once had either of you tried to interfere. There were no strings that tied you to one another, and yet you always found your way back to his bed after what seemed to be an inevitable breakup. Even now, four years later, you were still single, and from what you could tell, so was he, and you were both so quick to want to fall back into your old habits. 

“If I was?” Vince answered after a moment, his words more of a challenge than a clue to how he felt about seeing you dancing with someone else. 

Smiling, you leaned in so that you spoke softly into his ear, “I think I could think of a few ways to put you at ease.” As you spoke, your hand that was resting on his thigh travelled up. Up over the strength of his muscle and between his legs to stroke his cock through his trousers. 

“Fuck,” he cursed out, his bright eyes falling shut as you felt him grow stiff beneath your touch. “I left the doors unlocked. Get in the backseat. Panties off, Princess.”

Easing back, you cast a glance over the parking lot that was consumed by the amber glow of dusk. You looked for any sign of anyone who could catch the two of you in the back seat, and when you found no one, you moved to the backdoor of the car and crawled inside. 

It wasn’t the most spacious of cars, the back seat narrow and the roof low as you laid out on the seat and hitched your dress up high on your hips. The slinky fabric threatened to slip with your every movement as you hooked your thumbs around your seamless panties and guided them down your legs before they slipped down your calves. When they reached your ankles, you kicked them down to the tips of your toes and let them slide to the floor.

While it hadn’t been the most elegant way of undressing, nor the most comfortable with the seat belt buckle digging into your back, it captured Vince’s attention all the same. Vince made his way to the back door you had left open, one arm propping himself up against the car while the other fell to his too-white belt around his waist. Lazily tugging at his belt, his pants became loose around his hips. Then, he worked the button and the zipper, free with a single hand, his eyes not once leaving you as you lay propped up on the narrow seat. You could feel his stare drag down your face and over the angles of your body before his eyes fixated between your legs. 

Vince ran his tongue over his lower lip hungrily, and it sent a shiver down your spine as you suddenly remembered the last time you had Vince between your thighs. It was the night of the Stanley Cup Parade. His intoxication was so severe he staggered into his apartment, and you were no better. No amount of foreplay could keep his cock hard, and so he lay with you in bed for what seemed like hours, his head between your thighs. His tongue and fingers had brought you to your climax once and then again and again. Vince hadn’t stopped until your clit grew too sensitive to touch and he sobered up enough to keep his cock hard.  

His tongue and fingers alone brought you some of the most intense organisms you ever felt - that was once you showed him where exactly your clit was. And the sex that followed only left your legs trembling and your body reeling with pleasure. 

You wouldn’t have the same luxuries of foreplay now as you lay there, waiting, in the back seat of his car. 

With his pants falling, pooling around his knees, Vince hopped into the car and shut the door firmly behind him. Then came the awkwardness of you both trying to get into just the right spot. His large body was between your legs as you propped a foot up on the back seat. Then the center console. Finally, your foot settled on the back of the driver’s seat headrest. He was stroking his eager cock as he contorted his body just right. You were sure his back was aching with the arch he needed to maintain as he guided you up the seat awkwardly until you ‌lined up with the tip of his cock just right. And before one of you could slip, he thrust his cock inside you in one swift motion. 

There was a sting of resistance in your core. Your body was not quite ready for him, and it left you cursing as he pressed his hips flush with yours. Vince braced himself against the backseat, remaining still inside you as your walls broadened to accommodate him. The lack of foreplay and the unfamiliar sting only indulge your pleasure. It left your core aching for the thrust of his cock and the rocking of your hips. Feeling him fill you up with every inch of his cock so fully. It made you wet. 

“That’s my girl,” Vince said, his words a satisfied hum as a smile spread across his features. Then, let his hips take their first teasing roll. “Always get so good and wet for me.”

Your teeth came down on your lower lip at his praise. You threw your head back into the seat, biting down harder. But there was no stopping the sweet “‌fuck” that slipped from your lips as you felt him draw out halfway and plunge his inches back into your desperate core. 

Vince let his hips roll over and over. A smile of satisfaction grew on your face as your expression softened with pleasure. His hand left the back seat and dropped to your cheek carefully. His thumb dragged over your cheek, and settled on your lips - his focus on the swell you had coaxed to your bottom lip as he said: “So ‌beautiful-”

You couldn’t take hearing his words, his praise, so you silenced him. You stole the space between you, your lips finding him as effortlessly as you had many times before. It was so easy to fall back into old habits with him. To kiss him and to have Vince kiss you in return while he buried his cock in your tight cunt​​‌. To bite his lip, just to coax a moan from his lips against your own just so you could slide your tongue into his mouth. You knew his every weakness. Every move or trick to bring him closer and closer to his release - and he knew the same for you. 

With your tongue stroking along his in his mouth, you could taste the familiar flavour of champagne that was served at every table. It left you completely intoxicated by him, your body on high alert as it recognized his every touch, kiss, and thrust. The pleasure left your head spinning, your lips parting in a moan that you didn’t even attempt to hold back. And you only became louder as he tugged your hair aside just enough for his lips to kiss down the angle of your neck. Desperate, you reached out to grasp at anything for support. Your hand fisted his shirt when they couldn’t carefully surround the seat beneath you. From there, you were a goner. Your moans left your throat raw and your words left your lips before you could stop yourself from saying them. 

“Fuck,” you cursed out, your words lacing with your desperate moan, “I missed this. I missed you-” 

You almost choked on your words. Your eyes burned as they threatened to water at the realization of what you just said. You silently cursed yourself, suddenly unable to meet his eye. If Vince asked, it would be hard for you to take back what you said - to deny that he crossed your mind almost daily for the last four years. 

Yet, he didn’t question a thing. He only smiled against the delicate skin of your neck and let out those soft groans he couldn’t stop himself from holding back when he was close. 

Your lips pulled back into a smirk as you dropped your heel from the back of the headrest and pressed it into the small of his back with zero hesitation. The simple action coaxed a deeper groan from his lips. 

“Are you sure?” Vince asked. His words were breathy against your neck before he dragged a messy kiss along the sweet angle of your neck. 

It left you gasping as you lifted your head from the cushion of his seat just to get a good look at his cock slipping in and out of your cunt. The sight alone left you speaking through grit teeth - you were so close, “If you don’t, you’re going to ruin my dress-”

And his rental car and you didn’t want to have to worry about cleaning up either. 

Nodding slowly, Vince buried his face into your hair. You could feel his every heavy breath wash over you. The heat of his breath blossomed over your neck and became a sweet melody with his moans. Moans softened and broke with every thrust and became strangled by his climax. 

You nearly let your eyes roll back in your own pleasure, your eyes fluttering shut as your own orgasm coursed through you when you felt it. His every thick web of cum flooded your cunt after his last thrust left him buried balls deep in your core. 

With your legs wrapped around your middle, you both remained there in his back seat until the desperate panting of your lungs subsided. It was then you let your heels slip off his hips and let Vince ease from his place between your legs. You winced at the void feeling that was left there. The only thing remaining was his cum that threatened to spill from your cunt. 

Sighing, you reached for your panties on the floor, your fingers untangling the flimsy fabric quickly. Then, with your hips tilted up to keep his cum from slipping from you before you worked the panties up your trembling legs. The highs of your orgasm still lingered as Vince offered you his hand. You took it carefully, using it to steady yourself as your legs threatened to give out beneath you when your feet hit the pavement. 

You offered him a half smile, and you let his hand fall. You needed to return to the reception. This was where your night with him ended. With the help of the reflection of his car window, you straightened out your dress and fixed your hair just right. Then you began your walk back inside without a thought as to if Vince was following you back inside or not. 

You couldn’t let yourself get caught up in him any further tonight. 

Not at your own brother’s wedding. 

Dim lights greeted you in the reception hall. A song that could have only been a request from a guest because it was not on the playlist you and Cristine put together accompanied their amber glow. Hearing it had you gravitating towards the DJ to direct him back to the curated list when you felt a hand engulf your wrist. You held your breath and your head snapped around to find Vince. He still wore that same confident smirk he had on while he was fucking you, but his eyes were playful now. With a careful tug, he was guiding you out to the dance floor. 

“Vince,” you said his name alone. A caution to him as your eyes searched the dancefloor for your brother. 

With his eyes glazed over from his intoxication, Jordan was standing mere feet away. If he saw you, he may not even remember it come morning. Yet, Vince kept the dance playful and unthreatening to your honour. That was until the song changed and slowed. It was then he pulled you in, your body flush with him as the two of you swayed to the melody. There, he buried his nose into your hair so you could feel his hot breath wash over the shell of your ear as he said those oh-so-complicated words, “I missed you, too.”

#vince dunn #vince dunn fanfic #nhl fanfiction #nhl rpf #nhl imagine #nhl #hockey rpf #hockey smut #nhl smut #hockey imagines

[zepuckinghockey]

God bless hockey wedding season.

[Video description: Several short video clips one after another. Tyler Seguin strips off his shirt, climbs onto a bar, lays down, and his fiance does a body shot off of him.]

#tyler seguin #doing body shots again like he's 19 #dallas stars #video #stars #2023 #wedding

[wyattjohnston]

all fic | universe | gifs | exchanges

(alphabetical order by team, then by player)

updated: 27 Jan '24

* = contains smut

boston bruins

charlie mcavoy

kiss it better now

buffalo sabres

erik johnson

only all the time (series of one shots)

jeff skinner

your eyes look like coming home

tyson jost

it’s me & you

out of ten

this is getting good now (series of one shots)

calgary flames

noah hanifin

the one who needs saving

carolina hurricanes

andrei svechnikov

kinda hope they catch us

colorado avalanche

gabriel landeskog

‘til you give me all your love

nathan mackinnon

the second time

you always did feel just like home

columbus blue jackets

nick blankenburg

need a little company

dallas stars

jake oettinger

the saddest thing i know

roope hintz

no sound worse than silence

tyler seguin

ain’t no sunshine (#1, #2, #3, #4, #5, playlist)

edmonton oilers

leon draisaitl

lock in your love

florida panthers

matthew tkachuk

don't want to miss you like this

you gotta kiss somebody (sometimes)

los angeles kings

pierre luc dubois

never said a thing

montreal canadiens

josh anderson

what am i to you?

nashville predators

anthony beauvillier

into moonlight (series of one shots)

taylor hall

better at leaving* & i just keep coming back to you*

new jersey devils

dougie hamilton

i’ll bet you didn’t even know

jack hughes

make it weird

we all have our secrets

we don't have no time to waste (series of one shots)

nico hischier

late nights in the middle of june (series of one shots)

not perfect (but we were)

new york islanders

mat barzal

all eyes, they're on you (series of one shots)

uh oh

new york rangers

chris kreider

toward a feminine sea

philadelphia flyers

joel farabee

fell in love with you in stages

travis konecny

take me as i am (series of one shots)

pittsburgh penguins

ryan graves

never saw you coming

to hold your hand (would be the bravest thing)

seattle kraken

andre burakovsky

dreamer (just like you)

we look good together*

jamie oleksiak

my picket fence penguins

your eyes look like coming home

st louis blues

colton parayko

open your heart to me

kasperi kapanen

let's get these wheels in motion*

kevin hayes

got a hold on me* (series of one shots)

how those rumours fly

toronto maple leafs

mitch marner

give the stars something to watch

morgan rielly

sache que je serai la tienne (series of one shots)

william nylander

let's get these wheels in motion*

vancouver canucks

brock boeser

and i had silly dreams

take you one day at a time (series of one shots)

elias pettersson

been a long time coming

quinn hughes

let's finish what we started

until the light shines through

vegas golden knights

nolan patrick

found the cure for a broken heart

say that we'll be together (series of one shots)

washington capitals

nicklas backstrom

give up the game

tom wilson

in the shadows & still want more

winnipeg jets

adam lowry

breaking all the rules

#masterlist #this may look exactly the same as the old one #but this is in the new post type

[laurenairay]

For the birthday prompts

Can I have #12 and Seguin?

Thanks for requesting this one for Tyler! I had a lot of fun with it, so I hope you enjoy it.

“Yeah, well, if you weren’t so drunk maybe I would.”

Words: 918

*

“I can only apologise.”

You blearily glanced over the slumped figure of your boyfriend Tyler leaning heavily into Pavs’s body and sighed softly. You’d known Tyler was going out with some buddies from the team tonight but you hadn’t expected him to turn up quite in this state.

“How did he get this bad?” you mused.

“I’m not sure,” Pavs grimaced, “It might have had some to do with trying to keep up with the Finns shot for shot.”

Ouch, yeah, that’ll do it.

“Esa and Jani should know better,” you winced.

“As should Miro. Roope and Kivi are in just as bad shape as Ty though, so I’ve left them to do with that terrible duo,” Pavs laughed.

“Better them than you,” you mused, “Thanks for bringing him home in one piece.”

“No problem. Need any help getting him upstairs?”

Actually that wasn’t a bad idea. While you could slowly heave Tyler upstairs to bed by yourself – it wouldn’t be the first time – Pavs could easily do it quicker and with less bruising than you. So with a nod, you stepped aside, letting Pavs and your drunken boyfriend into the house, shutting the door behind them.

“Oh hey! We’re home! Hey baby!”

Well that was one hell of a slur.

“Hey Tyler. Did you have a good night?” you mused.

Pavs just snickered as Tyler stumbled to kick his shoes off, just supporting his teammate as best as he could, before Tyler slumped into him again. Bless Joe Pavelski and his constant ability to be unphased. You tucked the shoes off to the side of the hallway, nodding to Pavs as Tyler started mumbling stories about the night, the three of you carefully making your way up the stairs. You were right in thinking that Pavs was far more capable than you to carry him, and in no time at all Tyler was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking mildly surprised at the change in location but pleased all the same.

“Thanks for you help. I’ve got it from here,” you said

“Any time. Everyone needs to blow off steam sometimes, hey?” Pavs shrugged, still smiling.

He wasn’t wrong there.

“I’ll be back in a second, Ty, okay? Just going to see Pavs out and get you some water,” you said.

“I will be right here,” Tyler nodded seriously.

Pavs just laughed as you smiled fondly, the two of you leaving Tyler in the bedroom to head back downstairs.

“Call me if you need anything, okay?” Pavs said, pausing the front doorway.

“Will do,” you nodded, smiling, “Drive safe!”

Seriously, bless that man. Waving goodbye to your boyfriend’s teammate, you quickly grabbed a bottle of water before jogging back upstairs, finding Tyler in the exact same spot that you left him.

“See, I’m still right here, just as I said!” Tyler said triumphantly.

“Good job,” you teased.

Tyler just grinned up at you, making you laugh.

“Time for bed?” he asked.

“Time for bed.”

You helped him out of his jeans, socks, and shirt, leaving him in just a plain white t-shirt and his underwear, tossing the clothes to the side of the room to deal with in the morning. Yeah, that was definitely a morning problem.

“Okay up we go,” you mused, steadying him as he swung his legs around up onto the bed properly, having pulled the duvet down just far enough for him to tuck his legs under it.

Step by step, you were getting there.

“Come on, gimme a kiss goodnight,” Tyler slurred, “Please baby?”

Please baby?

His sweet words nearly had you caving, but somehow you managed to hold yourself firm, shaking your head fondly.

“Yeah, well, if you weren’t so drunk maybe I would.”

Tyler groaned, flopping back into the pillows, only succeeding in making you laugh as you pulled the duvet up to cover his chest.

“Not even a little kiss?” he pouted.

You laughed again, this time softer, but acquiesced to his request – you could give him that much at least. Leaning down, you pressed a gentle kiss…to his forehead. Tyler let out a huff but made no move to sit up to claim a proper kiss as you stood upright yourself.

“That’s not what I meant,” he grumbled.

“I can smell the rum from here, Ty. Try again after you brush your teeth in the morning,” you grinned.

“So mean to me!” Tyler protested, although his laughter let you know he wasn’t actually mad.

“Extra kisses in the morning, I promise,” you shrugged, still smiling down at him.

Tyler paused to consider your words briefly, before nodding. “Okay, deal.”

“Atta boy,” you snickered.

Lord help him with that impending hangover.

He just smiled sweetly up at you, eyes glassy and half-lidded with sleep, filling your chest with the familiar warmth you always felt when he looked at you. You couldn’t stop yourself from reaching a hand out to brush your fingers over his unruly curls, Tyler leaning into your touch with a happy sigh. Too cute. Far too cute for how drunk he is.

“Wait, you’re still sleeping in here though, right?” Tyler asked, frowning as you removed your hand.

“Yeah baby, I’m not relegating myself to the guest room just because you smell like a distillery,” you mused.

In his floating drunken state, the teasing had absolutely no effect on him, and he just beamed up at you obliviously.

“Good,” he said happily, “I will be on my best behaviour, I promise.”

Bless his heart.

#my writing #birthday prompt list #tyler seguin blurb #tyler seguin imagine #tyler seguin fanfic

[justtoarguewithyou]

Writing Patterns - LAST Lines!

Rules: write the last line of your 10 longest fics. What patterns can you see, if any? Which ones are your favourites?

tagged by @phdmama in that she very generously tagged everyone. if you're reading this, and you want to, you are now tagged by me. please tag me, or reblog so i can see yours, too!

Thoughts here, lines below the cut!

apparently, i love a line of dialogue to end a story. but what i really see is that whether it's a line of dialogue, or a little sentence summing up the possible future, it's that: always an eye to the future and what might happen next. and so much gentleness.

Every Day I Wake Up and It's Sunday (hermione/oliver wood; 50514 words; this is my first fic, and let me down a 90s rabbit hole that my musical algorithm will never recover from)

Hermione and Oliver had each other, and they knew they made their own luck, and were unafraid.

Biological Imperative (jason todd/dick grayson; 29499 words; omegaverse, lazarus pit shenanigans, baby damian wayne!)

“Yeah,” Dick said. “Come on. Damian needs someone to play with.”

Making All Things New (tyson barrie/nathan mackinnon, and a little jamie benn/tyler seguin; 27432 words; omegaverse, inspired by the excellent oplopanax's feral nate chapter of bits and pieces)

And Tyson wasn’t naming that sweet bonny girl after EJ…

Bang Your Head (steve harrington/eddie munson; 23868 words; fix-it fic all based on the idea "What if Eddie saw Steve on MTV in his vest, hosting the Headbanger's Ball?")

They have all the time in the world.

The Flowers and My Love (jason todd/dick grayson; 22865 words; slowburn, mistaken identity hanahaki trope subversion that also benefited from my 90s music rabbit hole...)

"Yeah, Jason, I want it.”

Home Is Some Place (jason todd/dick grayson; 19302 words; this was supposed to be a one-shot based on high rent prices in gotham that turned into a batfam story. reverse robins! including big brother damian! good mother talia al ghul!)

"Nightwing!"

Containing Multitudes (jason todd/dick grayson; 18243 words; a 5+1 exploration of identity with a little Jason Dent thrown in for fun)

"Hey, Sugar.”

A Surprise To Be Sure (din djarin/luke skywalker; 16841 words; a modern AU focused on family, found or otherwise; just a corny fluffball; i listened to kacey musgraves' golden hour on repeat writing this...)

This is the Way.

Death's Silver Lining (sirius black/remus lupin; 16814 words; exploration of the black family relationship; good mother walberga black [no i'm not spelling her name with a u; she is mine and something entirely different])

They laughed quietly together, as Sirius’s hands inched up Remus’s shirt, and brought it up over his head.

We're in for a Bad Spell (jason todd/dick grayson; 13818 words; omegaverse; magic and time travel)

“K, babe,” Jason texted right back. “We’ll be right here.”

#tag game #my writing #jaydick #wolfstar #steddie #hockey rpf

[starshine-hockey-girl]

Best of Both Worlds

Summary- This is a one shot that takes in the Magical Mystery Ride universe of Teddy Baxter(OC) and Tyler Seguin. Teddy has a fantasy and Tyler takes action to bring it to reality

Author's Note- this is purely a work of fiction. I have no knowledge of Tyler's or Jamie's sexuality. Also you don't need to read prior chapters for this one shot. Some things to know - Teddy previously had a FWB thing with Oleksiak(called Lex in the story) and is best friends with him. She is in now in loving, committed relationship with Tyler.

Warnings- SMUT, alcohol use, intercourse, oral sex (male and female giving and receiving)

@pattiemac1

Sunday morning, February 17th 

"Pretty One- I'm home," Tyler called from the front entry. The boys came running as he walked into the kitchen to put down his keys and duffle bag. "Where's Mama?" he asked as he headed into the living room. He stopped when he heard a tell-tale moan. "Boys stay here," he laughed as he bounded up the stairs.

 He opened and saw her sprawled on the bed, legs spread wide. Her fingers worked her clit as her back arched. "Yes, oh fuck yes, Tyler," he heard as started he stripping off his game day suit. It was two AM and he had just landed from his late night flight from Florida. He smirked at her total wantonness as his erect cock sprung out of his boxers. 

Her eyes opened wide as she felt him climb onto the bed. "Hi, got started without me?" he maneuvered his body on top of hers and kissed her neck. 

She moaned softly, "I had a dream. Couldn't help myself." 

His hand replaced hers and she gasped, "What was your dream?" He asked lazily as he chose a slow and deliberate pace. 

"I can't tell you. It's too embarrassing," she moaned as he fucked her with his fingers. 

"That hot, huh? Tell me- I want to know," he moved his fingers from inside of her and caressed her left breast. 

She whimpered, "Please, put them back and I will tell you." 

He grinned and moved his fingers lower. "It was a threesome…. with you and Lex," she groaned as he began to rub circles again.

 "Oh yeah? What was I doing Pretty One? What was he doing?" He asked casually as she rocked against him. 

"You're not mad?" she gasped. 

"Tell me or I will get mad," he demanded. 

"I was sucking his cock while you fucked me," she admitted.

 "Fucked you how? Pretty One, tell me how I fucked you," he whispered in her ear. "That's hot," when she told him from behind, he casually flipped her over on the bed. "Show me. Show me how you wanted to be fucked," he grunted in her ear as she assumed the position. "Oh, I like it," he grabbed her hips and thrust into her. "Who knew that you were so naughty?" he teased as he fucked her hard. "You want us both, huh?" he asked. Teddy struggled to speak as her mind raced. "Use your words Teddy," he panted, "Get out of your head and fucking tell me." 

She moaned, "Yes. I want both of you fucking and sucking me. Making me cum again and again. Oh god, Tyler don't stop. Please, please- oh my fucking god." 

He slammed into her again and again, "Mmmm, such a nice visual, Teddy. Taking both cocks at one time. God damn, so hot, " he panted, "I am so close, Teddy. Are you close?" Teddy nodded as her moans became grunts and growls. "Oh yeah, there you go, Pretty One. Cum on my cock. Mmmmm, come on my pretty little slut," he commanded. His words pushed Teddy over the edge and she erupted in a series of pulses and spasms. He came with a final thrust and collapsed on her back. 

"Mmm,that was not the welcome home I was expecting, but I will take it," he laughed. He rolled off of her and pulled her to him. She was silent and he looked at her. "Teddy?" he asked, "Teddy talk to me." 

She glanced up at him, looked back down and sighed, "Pretty little slut?" 

Tyler lifted her chin, "Don't get into your head. It's just a fantasy. It doesn't make you a slut. I don't think you are a slut. Nothing could be further from the truth." 

Teddy grimaced, "Promise? Because I feel really slutty." 

Tyler kissed her forehead, "It's a pretty common fantasy. It makes sense for you to imagine it with Big Rig and me. We are your safe people. You would be safe with us." 

Teddy blinked, "Would be?" 

Tyler smiled, "If you actually wanted to do it. Your two men making you cum again and again. It's hot. I could think of worse things to do with my time." 

Teddy grimaced, "I don't want to do anything that would damage us. You are too important to me. I love you too much."

Tyler kissed her softly, "I know. I am secure in my position as your favorite penis person on the planet. I am the love of your life. He is your best friend.” He laughed and caressed her body, “I also know that I can make you cum harder than he can." 

Teddy laughed, "Well, that is true. You make me cum harder than anyone on the planet. Are we seriously discussing a threesome? This is not a conversation I ever thought I would have with you. Fuck, is this a dream?"

Teddy gasped as Tyler rolled her over and felt her readiness between her legs. He slid into her slowly, "Definitely not a dream. Does it feel like a dream, Pretty One?" 

Teddy moaned, "No, feels very real….and HARD, so fucking hard."

Tyler teased, "Now, I am convinced that I need this to happen just so I can see for myself how much harder I make you cum than he can."

Teddy, "Did you just make this a competition?

Tyler continued with long, deep strokes, "Yes, one I plan on winning, but first I am going to make you scream my name again. I know I can do it."

Teddy arched her back, "Oh, I know you can too."

THE NEXT MORNING

Tyler walked into the Stars Center with more than his usual swagger. Lex caught up with him in the hallway. "Seggy," he said as he opened the door into the Stars practice facility. He smiled as the brunette forward walked past him, "You are unusually chipper this morning. I am assuming a good morning with Bliss."

"It is always a good morning with Teddy, but yes- it was an exceptional welcome home last night," Tyler chirped. 

Lex rolled his eyes, "Rub it in, why don't you?” as he remembered his night in a very empty bed. 

"You asked, Dude," Tyler laughed, "if it's any consolation, you were involved." 

Lex's eyebrows shot up as he sat in front of his locker, "Involved?"

Tyler walked over and whispered, "Yeah, Teddy had a dream about the both of us."

Lex's head swiveled around and he whispered, "like a threesome?"

Tyler said nothing but nodded his head affirmatively.

Lex blinked, "How do I respond to that?"

Tyler shrugged his shoulders, "Just know that the scenario has been discussed if you are open to the idea."

Lex stared back at Tyler who replied, “Just sayin’.”

Friday, February 22nd

Tyler paused at dinner, "So I invited someone over tomorrow night to watch the game. I hope you don't mind."

Teddy looked up, "Tyler, it’s your house. You can invite whoever you want, but who did you invite?"

Tyler smiled, "Big Rig."

Teddy was puzzled, "You invited Lex? Why would I mind that you invited him?”

Tyler smirked, "I also told him about the dream."

Teddy's mouth dropped open. She stared at Tyler who shrugged his shoulders. She looked down and gulped, "Let me get this straight. You invited Lex AND told him that I had sexual fantasy about a threesome with him? Why? Why would you do that Tyler? Did you want to humiliate me?"

Tyler got up, walked to her and crouched by her chair, "Do you really think I would do anything to purposefully humiliate you? Do you think that there would be anything that would cause Big Rig to lose respect for you? We’re your guys. We love you."

Teddy turned to him and placed her hand on his cheek, his beard rough against her soft skin. He smiled at her with a soft smile, "It's entirely your decision. As far as he knows, it's just an invitation for the game with his best friend and her devastatingly handsome boyfriend. If you want it to be more, I am okay with it. You don't have to decide right now."

Teddy whispered, "I'm afraid that you won't love me as much afterward. Nothing is worth that happening.”

Tyler whispered back, "Never going to happen. You are stuck with me forever."

Teddy kissed his lips, "Promise?"

Tyler returned her kiss, "Promise."

THE NEXT AFTERNOON

Teddy walked into the house through the garage, "Sweet One? Can you help me unload the car? I got stuff for tonight." Tyler jogged from the living room and scooped her into his arms, spinning her around. "Pretty One! I missed you." 

“It’s been two hours, Tyler,” Teddy laughed, "Put me down. I need to unpack the groceries." 

Tyler carried the bags inside and began to unpack them. He noticed a small bag in Teddy’s hand and walked to her. "What do you have in your hand?" he asked quietly. She handed the bag to him. The outside of the bag read Condoms To Go. He opened the bag and saw the Magnum condoms. Tyler looked at Teddy and grinned, "Who are the condoms for Teddy?"

Teddy blushed, "You know who. I am not committing to anything. Just prepared in case."

Tyler pulled her to him, "Just him? I don't have to wear them?" 

Teddy grabbed his ass, "Monogamy has its privileges. I mean, unless you have something you need to tell me."

Tyler held his hands up, "Teddy, you wound me."

Teddy grimaced, "Bad joke- very bad joke considering what I am considering."

Tyler kissed her gently, "WE…. what WE are considering. He will totally be seduced by our sexual chemistry. Just kidding- it's all your sexual energy."

Teddy jested, "Should we have rules? I feel like we should have rules."

Tyler nodded, "Absolutely- Teddy does whatever Teddy wants and the penis people comply."

Teddy pouted, "Seriously, what are the boundaries?"

Tyler paused, "Teddy, this may come as a shock to you, but this is not my first threesome with another man. This is your fantasy. You tell me what you want me to do and I will do it. It probably won't be the first time I’ve done it."

Teddy blinked, "Okay, we are going to put a pin in that and discuss it again at another time, because damn-that's hot."

Tyler smiled, "No judgment? I was a little nervous about that confession."

“Tyler, I assumed that you didn’t fall in the solely heterosexual end of the sexuality spectrum. We’ve never talked about it, but I am not surprised.“ Teddy kissed him, "As my really hot boyfriend reminds me all the time, "I don't care who you fucked in the past as long as you are fucking me now."

Tyler laughed, "Wait, I said that? Damn, I’m smart."

"I may be taking creative license, but yeah," she retorted. "Let's go take a nap and then you can help pick out my clothes."

TWO HOURS LATER

“Teddy, quit wiggling around. Have you slept at all?” Tyler groaned and rolled into his back. 

Teddy climbed on top of him, legs straddling his waist and body curled onto his chest, “Can’t sleep. My mind will not turn off.” Tyler could literally feel the nervous energy exuding from her body. He wrapped his arms around her to hold her still. “Tyler, I want to do it, but I am going to need your help to stay out of my head. Can we have a code word or something? So you know when I need your reassurance? How about pickles?” 

The sounds of Tyler’s laughter echoed through the bedroom, “Pickles? That’s subtle, Teddy- really subtle. You’re not going to fool Big Rig with a code word. If you need it, just ask for it. One of us will give it to you.”

Teddy laughed, “Well, I am hoping that both of you give it to me. That’s the point.” 

Tyler arched his eyebrow, “Look who is getting into the spirit. If you want me to shut it down for any reason, just say pepperoni. Here is your code word.” He slapped her butt, “Go get dressed. He’ll be here any minute.”

Teddy looked confused as Tyler spoke, “I told him to come earlier. I do actually want to watch part of the game. We can have the pre-game activities, then watch hockey.”

Teddy stuck out her tongue, “We’ll see about that. I plan on being very distracting”  She climbed off the bed and went into the closet to get dressed. 

Teddy emerged in a pink velour track suit covered in red hearts. The hooded jacket was cropped and she wore a white crop top underneath. Tyler smiled, "I like it- cozy yet sexy as fuck.” Teddy rolled her eyes. “What? I can’t help that you are that sexy” he laughed. 

Gerry craned his head, started barking then sprinted downstairs. Tyler swatted Teddy's ass and headed downstairs. “I’ll go get him. Come down when you are ready.”

Teddy went into the bathroom and examined her reflection. She felt her cheeks flush and body light itself on proverbial fire. She tugged at her crop top and turned to look at her ass. She smiled as she remembered Tyler’s words- ‘sexy as fuck’. “Let’s hope so,” she said to herself. She walked slowly down the stairs and stopped short when she saw Lex standing in the kitchen casually talking to Tyler who was leaning over the counter. Tyler looked up and smiled which caused Lex to turn around. Both of them looked at her and she pushed her hair behind her ears. Tyler was dressed casually in an Under Armour shirt and long black shorts. She was fairly certain that he was going commando underneath them. Lex wore a Stars t-shirt that gripped his biceps and gray sweatpants. “Damn,” she thought to herself Lex in gray sweatpants had been her sexual kryptonite at one point. Teddy blinked and gulped as she took the final step. She tripped over her feet and almost stumbled to the floor. Both men raced to her side. 

"I'm fine," she blushed as she stood up. She kissed Tyler’s cheek, "I'm nervous as fuck."

She stood up to find  Lex watching her closely-one eyebrow raised, "You okay there, Bliss?" She nodded yes as he lifted her up into his arms. He brought her up so that his mouth was near her ear.  "So does Seggy’s out of the blue invitation have anything to do with this dream I've heard about? Is this some sort of loaded invitation?" he whispered in her ear. 

"I don't know. Do you want it to be a loaded invitation?" she whispered back. "Do you think it will fuck up our friendship? What if I suck at threesomes?" 

“I came hoping it was a loaded invitation,” he looked her in the eyes and smiled. Tyler stood quietly to the side, but listened intently. Lex assured, "We were friends before we fucked,right? And have been friends since we stopped fucking? Nothing we do tonight will change that. We are best friends for life." 

She wrapped her arms around his neck, "Promise? Not going to answer the last question though?" 

"Promise," he swatted her behind as he set her feet back on the floor, "I don’t need to answer the last question. It is a fucking ridiculous question to ask. I will be damned if I let you go back to doubting yourself and sex. Got me?” Teddy blinked then nodded in understanding. “I am digging the outfit, Bliss. How much did you stress about the outfit?” he laughed, “Definitely better in person than on video." 

Tyler asked, "Video?"

Both of them turned to him as Lex nudged with his elbow, "Yeah, she just posted a Shein haul today. Don't you watch her videos?" Lex mimicked her, "Don't forget to hit the subscribe button and notification bell to get all my latest content!"

Teddy poked him in the ribs, "Don't mock me and don't be mean to Tyler." She walked over to Tyler and hugged him, "Love you Sweet One.  I need a drink and a round of shots."

"Coming up." he soothed.

Lex watched Tyler pour the strong drink and round of shots. Teddy took a long sip before heading to the couch, plopping down in the middle of one end. She placed her drink on the coffee table. Tyler sat to her right with Lex to the left. The dogs looked around for places to sit before Tyler ordered them, “Go to your beds boys.”

The three sat in awkward silence. Teddy's legs bounced awkwardly as she looked between the two of them. "Get out of your head," the men said in unison before cracking up. She looked in either direction and pouted. She got up and walked around the room as they followed her with their eyes. She turned to face them with a gleam in her eyes. She grabbed her phone and connected to the Bluetooth speakers. She shook off her velour jacket. Lex licked his lips as he admired the crop top that accentuated her curves. 

He felt the familiar stirring in his cock as she walked over and climbed onto his lap. Her legs straddled his thighs. She looked at Tyler with a grin. "Scoot over Sweet One. I need you closer." She leaned forward and rubbed the blonde's chest over his shirt. "Lex, do you know what I haven't done in a really long time?" she laughed softly. 

Tyler watched her with interest as Lex shook his head, "What's that?" She leaned forward ghosted his lips and whispered into his ear, "Torture you with….."

He groaned out loud, "No, don't do it."

She grinned and hit the play button. The intro to "As Long As You're Mine'' started playing.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NuopioxLF-U She sang as he squirmed beneath her, "Kiss me too fiercely, Hold me too tight, I need help believing You're with me tonight." She kissed him passionately as she reached over and rubbed Tyler's chest. Lex kissed her shoulder as she turned to Tyler for a kiss and sang in his ear,." My wildest dreamings could not foresee- Lying beside you with you wanting me." 

She returned to Lex with another kiss, "And just for this moment, as long as you're mine. I've lost all resistance and crossed some border line." She rocked her hips against his crotch as Tyler slid his hand under her shirt. Teddy turned to him and kissed him with a slow, languid kiss, "And if it turns out It's over too fast. I'll make every last moment last as long as you're mine." 

Lex slid his hand into her pants, cupping her ass and sang in return, "Maybe I'm brainless, maybe I'm wise, but you've got me seeing through different eyes. Somehow I've fallen under your spell. And somehow I'm feeling It's up that I fell." 

Tyler pushed her shirt up and over her head as his mouth went to her nipples as the song continued-"Every moment,As long as you're mine I'll wake up my body and make up for lost time." 

Teddy arched her back and grinded harder, feeling Lex's erection beneath her- "Say there's no future for us as a pair and though I may know I don't care"  

Tyler pulled her mouth to him and kissed her- "Just for this moment As long as you're mine. Come be how you want to And see how bright we shine" 

Lex pulled her to him, kissing her, "Borrow the moonlight until it is through. And know I'll be here holding you as long as you're mine……." She broke the kiss and looked back and forth between her two men. Lex continued the song-"What is it?"

Teddy kissed them both quickly before mouthing - "It's just. For the first time I feel... Wicked!"

“Definitely going to have to watch that show now,” Tyler pulled her to him, twisting her body so that her back was against his chest, "Hey Big Rig, take off her pants." Teddy looked up at Tyler as she lifted her hips and Lex used his large hands to remove her pants. "No panties, Pretty One?" Tyler teased as his hands went back to her breasts, massaging them softly as Lex kissed from her sternum down her belly. She moaned as she instinctively spread her legs. 

Lex licked down her thigh then back up again as Tyler nibbled her neck. "Hey Seggy," he called up to his teammate, "Did Bliss tell you that her ex told her that she was frigid?" He settled between her legs and spread her apart, blowing on her clit. "Can you fucking imagine?" 

"No, he did not say that," Tyler exclaimed, "Pretty One, someone called you frigid?" He reached down and used his fingers to expose her clit. 

Lex dove into her and lapped his tongue over her as she arched her back, "She never had an orgasm. He couldn't even suck her pussy right. You know how quick she cums when you go down on her." 

Teddy panted, "Less talking and more sucking Lex." 

Teddy reached back and felt Tyler’s erection through his gray Adidas shorts. He moved her hand and kissed her forehead, "Stop worrying about the penis people. It is all about you tonight." 

Lex looked up and smiled before adding his long fingers into her. She moaned, "Fuck Lex- so fucking good." Her back arched and she panted, "Tyler, take off your shorts. I want to see you. Please, I need to see your cock." He lifted his hips and shimmied out of shorts, his erection bouncing off of his abs. Teddy adjusted her position so that she was face first in his crotch, ass high in the air. She looked back at Lex, "Suck me, Lex. Please." She turned and winked at Tyler. "You've been teasing me all day. Give it to me," she purred as she sucked the tip. She expertly sucked Tyler while Lex watched with a grin.

"Seggy, he also told her that she wasn't a good cock-sucker," Lex reported as he returned his mouth to her folds. 

"Fucking idiot," Tyler hissed as his hips rocked she moaned she took him all the way into her mouth. Teddy wrapped her finger around his hardness and bobbed her head up and down, just the way Tyler liked it. His fingers twisted into her hair and guided her movements. Occasionally she would replace her mouth with her and move lower to lick his balls. She quickly moved her mouth back into place. She and Lex found a similar method of sucking and licking. Teddy paused momentarily as the sensations spread across her body. Tyler grunted, “Teddy, cum for us. Let us hear you cum loud.” She continued to stroke Tyler with her hand as her hips bucked wildly. Her eyes rolled back as she groaned loudly. When she heard both of their voices, “Teddy, cum for us. Cum for us,” she exploded in spasms. A cacophony of grunts, groans and moans escaping her mouth as she lost control. 

She put her head on Tyler’s thigh and panted. Lex continued to lick her thigh as her juices flowed freely. She shook her head and smiled up at Tyler, “Okay, back to business.” Her mouth went back to his cock. She sucked at a frantic pace. She grinned when she heard the signs of his impending orgasm. “Yes Sweet One, cum in my mouth. Cum for your pretty little slut.” Tyler’s grip tightened on her hair and he fucked her mouth. He came into her mouth and she swallowed him gleefully. 

Teddy sat up and leaned back against the couch. Both men looked expectantly at her. “What do you want, Bliss?” Lex asked as he kissed her neck. She looked back and forth between the two. Her eyebrows furrowed momentarily. The men exchanged a knowing look. “Get out of your head,” the two men chided her simultaneously. 

Teddy continued to think before smiling, “Lex, you’re the only one who hasn’t gotten off yet. Tyler, does that seem fair? ” Tyler nodded his head no and smiled. Teddy climbed onto Lex’s  lap and kissed his neck, “Lex, how do you want to cum? I want to hear it.” 

The blonde grabbed her ass and squeezed it, “Your mouth. I want your mouth. Deep throat me.” She kissed down his chest, licking his nipples on the way down as she maneuvered her body between his legs. He moaned as she nipped at his nipples and she winked at Tyler. 

Tyler leaned over, kissed her shoulder, and whispered into her ear, “You can deep throat him?” Teddy nodded her head as she kissed Lex’s abdomen, his erection pressed against her breasts. “Damn, show me,” he grinned as she made her way down. 

Lex looked down as she took him in hand. She teased, “Hello there- it’s been a long time,” as her tongue circled around the large tip. She played with it coyly, licking then sucking. She made eye contact with Tyler as she moved her tongue up and down the length of Lex’s shaft, then looked up at Lex. Teddy placed her mouth at the tip and slid her mouth down the length of his cock. 

“Fuck,” Tyler groaned as he watched her mouth move expertly. He moved to kneel beside her. “That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” he whispered into her ear, “Damn, my lady can suck cock like a damn porn star.” He moved behind her and kissed across her back, from shoulder to shoulder. “I want a taste too,” he moaned. 

“A taste of what?” she groaned as she glanced behind her. 

“Big Rig cock,” he nibbled her ear and then looked up at Lex’s face. Lex looked down and saw both of their expectant faces, waiting for his consent. He nodded yes and Teddy slid to the right. She and Tyler leaned forward and licked in unison. The sensation of two different tongues on his cock overwhelmed him. The couple took turns licking and sucking before finally Tyler took his mouth and slid it down Lex’s cock. He wasn’t able to take in fully and laughed as moved to let Teddy start again. 

“Seggy, no offense, but she’s better,” Lex said as he threw his head back. 

“I knew that she would be,” he moved between Teddy’s legs, “Pretty One, finish him off.” Tyler pulled Teddy down onto his face and started to work. Teddy gasped and looked down with a smile. She returned to the task at hand as Lex wound his fingers into her hair. She listened for his cues. 

"Fuck Bliss," he groaned, "I forgot how good your mouth feels. You take me so good- so fucking good." Teddy pulled away from Tyler's mouth and sat on her knees. Her mouth found the perfect rhythm of movement and pressure. Lex's hips bucked as he fucked Teddy's mouth. 

"Goddamn, Teddy," Tyler sat up and watched as she brought Lex to the edge, "You're a goddess." He knelt behind her, "Can I fuck you, Pretty One?" Teddy adjusted her body and spread her legs. "Is that yes?" he kissed her ear. 

She shook head yes as she felt Lex's grip on her hair tighten as he grunted loudly. Both Teddy and Tyler looked up as he panted, "Yes, fuck yes Bliss. I am going to cum so hard into your hot mouth." Lex exploded into her mouth just as Tyler thrusted into her. "God, you are so sexy," he bent to kiss her. 

Teddy gripped Lex's large thighs as Tyler railed into her. She rested her forehead before looking up into his blue eyes. “Lex, can I have your fingers too? Please?” As a group they adjusted their positions so Lex was on his back underneath her as she knelt on her knees. Tyler knelt behind her and slid into her again, gripping her hips tightly. Both men focused their efforts on getting her off again. Tyler fucked her hard and fast as Lex’s large fingers teased her clit. Occasionally he replaced his fingers with his mouth. Teddy’s senses were overstimulated and she struggled to control the loud sounds coming from her. She leaned down and put her mouth on Lex’s abdomen in an effort to muffle the noise. 

Tyler gently pulled her up by her hair. “Pretty One, don’t hide it. Be as loud as you need to be. I want to hear it. Lex wants to hear it. Be loud.”She nodded her understanding and began to moan, groan and grunt loudly. The sounds were animalistic as the orgasm flowed through her. She felt Tyler cum inside of her but continued to thrust. “One more, Pretty One- you have another one in you,” he encourage as they both continued to fuck. She screamed as the second and third orgasms hit in an almost continuous fashion. “So good Teddy, you cum so good for us,” Tyler panted as he kissed her back. 

She collapsed onto Lex’s body momentarily before rolling over to the floor. She curled up her body and covered her head with her arms. The men looked at each other in question. “Teddy?” Tyler asked quietly. She didn’t respond. Her mind raced as her body continued to throb and shake. Her thoughts were a mixture of disbelief of the intensity of orgasms she just experienced and who gave them to her. Then her negative self-talk kicked in with a chorus “What kind of slut are you?” which was then followed by “Tyler is going to dump your whore ass tomorrow morning-you greedy, selfish bitch.” Tyler laid on the floor next to her and gently pushed her hair back. He smiled at her and she shook her head, “Pepperoni”. 

He turned to Lex, “Hey, get your pants on. We’re taking a break.” Lex stared at Teddy for a moment then reached for his pants. Tyler stayed by her side, “Let’s get off of the floor. Move to the couch, okay?” He grabbed his shorts from the floor and shimmied into them. 

Teddy rolled over and got up slowly. She sat on the couch and smiled at Tyler, “That was a little,uhhhhh, intense. Can you get me some water? My throat hurts.” Lex waved Tyler off and went into the kitchen to get her water. Teddy motioned for Tyler to sit down. Once on the couch, he pulled her into his chest. “Tyler, I need to tell you something.” 

“What’s that?” He stroked her hair. Lex purposefully puttered into the kitchen to give them privacy. 

“I feel pressured- not to do anything but to make all the decisions. It feels like all the decisions are choices between the two of you. I feel bad no matter what choice I make, which is a result of my anxiety. I just don’t want to make any more choices on who does what.  Does it make sense?” she said softly. 

“Yes, it makes sense. Do you want to stop or take a break? The game is going to start soon so we can chill for a bit.” he said as he kissed the top of her head. 

“A break would be good. I am starving.” she replied as she got up and put on her cropped top and pants. They walked into the kitchen and Lex looked up expectantly. “I’m okay, Lex,” she walked to him and hugged him, “Y’all just fucked me too well.” Lex tilted his head and raised his eyebrows in question. “Okay, there may have been some negative self-talk going on too,” she added. They both stared at her. “What?” she scoffed, “You do know me, right? It’s fine.” They looked at each other  and crossed their arms. “Don’t gang up on me,” she pleaded, “There may have been something about whore and greedy bitch. Oh, Tyler is dumping me tomorrow morning. None of it is true, except for the greedy bitch part. I totally am a greedy bitch, but I don’t feel bad about it.” 

“Pretty One,” Tyler spoke. 

“No, it’s true. Ask any other woman what they would say about someone who got to fuck the two hottest men on the planet at the same time. Seriously, that’s some fucking greedy ass shit, right there. I don’t feel bad though. I mean, face it- I’m sexy as fuck. You can’t control yourselves around me.” she laughed. “Y’all want to fuck me because I’m so hot,” she sing-songed and shimmed her breasts at them, “I give good head-make you cum so hard. Then this pussy fucks you soo good. I am a damn sexual fiend.” She walked over and hopped onto the counter in front of Tyler, “Mental crisis averted. I am good now.” He moved between her legs and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She pointed to Lex, “Don’t be spilling any more of my secrets, ‘kay?”

“I didn’t spill any real secrets, Bliss,” Lex teased. “I mean if I were spilling secrets, I would ask Seggy about spanking.” Teddy reached over and threw an apple at Lex’s head.

 “What? You haven’t told him about your secret spanking turn-on?” he laughed. 

Tyler lifted her off of the counter and carried her into the living room, “What other secrets are you keeping from me, Teddy?”

She squealed, “It was one time and he started it!”

Lex continued, “We both know she can be loud, right? She can be really quiet in other people’s houses though.” 

Teddy playfully flipped Lex the bird as he followed behind them, “Fuck you Lex. He already knew about that.”

Tyler laughed, “You really do have a thing for fucking in other people’s house, huh? At least, I didn’t get bite marks when we did it here the first time.”

Lex laughed, “Wait, you fucked here when it was someone else’s house? Bliss- what would Robert think?” 

“Tyler started it! I am the innocent victim here. I was practically a virgin before the two of you got a hold of me. I started all kinds of sexual high jinks due you two.” Teddy playfully pouted as Tyler set her on the couch, “Shut up and watch your stupid game. Wake me up when it’s intermission and MAYBE I’ll let one of you fuck me.” 

Tyler ran to the kitchen, grabbed his phone and ordered pizza before climbing on the couch. He pulled Teddy to him and kissed the top of her head, "Spanking,huh?" 

"Too soon," she whispered.

After they ate, Teddy rested nude on the couch with her head resting on Tyler’s lap. Her feet rested on Lex’s crotch. Both men were mindlessly watching the game. Sometime in the second period, Teddy started rubbing Tyler’s thighs. He looked down and raised his eyebrows. She nodded yes and lifted her head. He lifted his hips and shimmied out of his shorts. She moaned softly and started kissing his thigh. Lex looked over just as her mouth made contact with Tyler’s cock. He leaned over and kissed her back. She turned to look then returned her focus to Tyler. Her foot, however, pressed against Lex’s crotch and rubbed up and down. 

Tyler grunted softly as his hips rocked into her. “Pretty One, that’s it,” he moaned, “you know how I like it.” Lex’s fingers trailed down her back and in between her legs. Teddy lifted her ass into the air and spread her legs.  She gasped when she felt two thick fingers glide into her. They started to pump slowly as she continued to suck Tyler. Teddy moaned, “Lex, get the condoms. Go get the condoms.” 

“Fuck, Teddy- are you going to let him fuck you?” Tyler groaned, “That’ll push me over the edge.” Tyler watched as Lex rolled the condom down the length of his shaft. He put his large hands on Teddy’s hips and guided himself to her dripping sex. 

“Ready Bliss?” he whispered. He waited until she acknowledged his words and thrusted into her. Tyler’s hips went into overdrive, fucking Teddy’s mouth hard and fast. Teddy’s body tingled with the overstimulation. The sounds of their loud sex echoed through the room. Tyler let out a combination grunt and shout as his cum shot down Teddy’s throat. She swallowed gleefully as Lex continued to fuck her hard. 

Tyler got on his knees to watch. “Pretty One, you take him so good.” 

Lex panted, “So close, so close- do the thing, Bliss. Do the thing.” Teddy smiled and winked at Tyler who looked on. She squeezed her muscles tight around Lex’s cock as it pumped, increasing the friction. “Fuck, Bliss…..just fucking like that,” he moan, “I forgot how damn good fucking you is. Your pussy is so fucking good.” Tyler began to stroke her clit and she clawed at the couch. 

Teddy started to cum as Lex railed her deeply and Tyler toyed with her expertly. Lex was not far behind. Tyler did not let up on the pressure and kept his rhythm. Lex collapsed back on the couch momentarily. Tyler yelled at him to switch places. Lex positioned himself under Teddy’s body and Tyler took his position behind her. 

“So the spanking?” he teased as his hands caressed her ass. 

Teddy looked back at him. She was too far gone to speak, but nodded her consent. He raised his hand and slapped as he entered. It was overwhelming to Teddy. Sensation after sensation pulsated through her body. Her clit throbbed and danced on the fine line between pain and pleasure. Tyler’s cock filled her and each stroke pushed her closer to the edge. The swats multiplied. She was moments away from another orgasm when Tyler leaned over and whispered, “My pretty little one likes taking it hard and deep from her men, but when tonight is over, it’s me that gets to keep fucking you. I am going to fuck you like you like to be fucked for the rest of our lives. Me- just me. Say it-Pretty One- Say it”

“Just you, Tyler, just you” she nodded as another orgasm hit her. The men did stop and fucked her through another two before she collapsed in exhaustion. Her eyes glazed over as she turned onto her side, curling into a fetal position. 

Tyler moved her head and kissed her forehead, ““Pretty One, do you need a drink?” She nodded her head. Lex got up and went to the kitchen. Tyler ran his fingers through her red curls and stroked her cheek, “I’ll be right back. I am going to clean you up.” When they returned, she sat and took the drink from Lex. Tyler tenderly cleaned her as she gazed silently into his eyes. When he finished, he pulled her into his lap and allowed her to straddle him. Her chest pressed against his and her head rested on his shoulder. “Pretty One, do you need me to say the words?” She nodded her head. 

“Who do I want?” he asked. 

“Me and only sexy me,” she answered.

“Why do I want you?” he smiled.

“Because you love me. Who is my man?”,she repeated their pattern.

“Me,” he replied.

“Who do I love?” she smiled.

“Me and only lucky me.” he kissed her again.

Lex pressed his forehead into her back as she hugged Tyler. He kissed her gently and deliberately before standing up to hunt for his sweats. She turned her head to observe him. Her eyes followed the curve of his back as he picked up the sweats and started to put them on. "Hey," she called softly to him. He walked to her and crouched to her eye level. She placed her hand on his cheek and he smiled sweetly at her. "Are you leaving? Why are you leaving?" she asked with hesitation. He paused and responded, "Yeah, don't want to overstep the boundaries." Teddy looked at Tyler who kissed her shoulder, "the only boundaries are the ones you set." 

Teddy caressed his face, "Please stay. Please stay with us- just for tonight. We don't have to have the same rules as before. I don't want you to leave yet. Stay all night." 

Lex kissed her softly, "Nothing I want more than to stay."

"Pretty One, let Big Rig carry you upstairs. I will clean up down here and be there soon. Save my spot." he soothed. 

She nodded softly and allowed Lex to envelop her in his arms. He carried her gently up the stairs and placed on the bed. Together they made a little nest of the sheets as they waited for Tyler. He feathered kisses on her chest, "Tonight was amazing. You are amazing. My best friend is amazing," 

Teddy sighed, "Is it weird to say I love you, Lex?" 

He looked up at her and smiled,"Only say it if you mean it." 

She ran her hands through his curls, "I love you Lex. Always have, always will. Best friend forever." 

Tyler watched from the door and approached silently. Teddy gazed at him and beckoned him to her. He slid under the covers and wrapped an arm around her. He whispered in her ear, "I love you so much, Teddy. I hope it was as good as the dream." 

She responded, "Love you more. It was better than the dream. You make everything in my life better than dreams." Teddy moaned, "Both of you here. My last request of the night- snuggles and cuddles until I fall asleep. Think you can handle it?" 

They both responded, "As you wish," and started kissing and caressing her. Teddy took a deep sigh and let them love her to sleep.

If you are interested in reading the whole story, it starts here-

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[eusuntgratie]

Okay updates on my hockey ~descent~

I've been reading a bit of bennguin and that was pretty good, I've been looking at some vids and I swear when Tyler got into a fight after someone took a cheap shot at Jamie 😭 like why do I care so much about that?? Anyway I have also just finished reading closed fracture by lightgetsin and it was so lovely <3 so looking for some more recs for sidgeno if you have them! (also why are there (((( all over the place sometimes? I've seen a few in fics and in tweets?) I do really like the Penguins logo and jerseys so maybe I'll follow them closer when things get moving a bit more, its the off season now right? Some other ships I'm a fan of is sterek from teen wolf, Sirius/Remus from hp, Macdennis from iasip, steve/bucky - just pretty basic ones lel 😬

oooooh i'm so excited to answer this okay okay. thank you for the update i love this!

tyler seguin is everyone's favorite slutty bisexual. go bananas in his tag (just #tyler seguin or #seguin) on tumblr and you'll find some great shit. that ship doesn't get as much attention anymore bc benn isn't fandom's favorite. i don't know enough about the stars to know all the reasons, but he did a very dirty and unneccessary hit on the vegas golden knights captain in the playoffs this year and that was enough to make me not like him. i can rec some stars blogs if you want - they are a great team with a solid fandom presence and a lot of young amazing players. and they have seggy :)

um, if you love boys being overprotective on the ice, i can definitely give you some pens moments but ALSO you should look into tknp (travis konecny/nolan patrick). i think i have a #protective tk tag on here you can browse bc the boy goes batshit insane anytime someone touches his boy. one of the big reasons a lot of us fell for that ship. you don't have to be a flyers fan to love them; tk is a fandom darling bc he's so tiny and fighty and wonderful.

also, any decent player is very protective of their goalie, so if you love that dynamic, you might enjoy some defenseman/goalie pairings or there's just some fun clips and gifs out there. i'll try to reblog some stuff for you. give my poor followers a break from the rwrb posting and tzp thirst 😂

DON'T GET ME STARTED ON SIDGENO OH GOD. okay i'll reblog a few posts for them because the things they say about each other are just. alright. you're in love. we get it. okay.

King and Lionheart is the fic that made me fall for sidgeno. There is an excellent podfic available as well.

I could give you a billion sidgeno recs and writers and blogs to follow. What kind of fic do you like? Fluff? Whump? PWP? Kink? ABO? Monsterfuckery? Sidgeno is the most popular hockey rpf ship at least by numbers on ao3; we got it all, baby! I read a lot of angst and porn, so I don't want to throw a bunch of recs at you without knowing what you like :)

((( and )))))))) are russian smileys... so you're probably reading Geno texting. So instead of texting (or tweeting - you can see these in some of his old tweets): i'll be there soon :) he would text i'll be there soon )))

we ARE in the offseason but hockey comes back (relatively) soon. preseason games (exhibition games that don't count towards playoff standings) start at the end of september and the season kicks off in October. The Penguins season opener is vs the Chicago Blackhawks which should be a VERY fun game to watch, bc Chicago drafted Connor Bedard this year, one of the best hockey prospects since Sid himself. Bedard is insanely talented and we are all very eager to see how he does in the NHL. Sid was Bedard's favorite player growing up (he is so many players' favorite player growing up) and they've met and they are both very sweet boys and anyway it will be an interesting game.

Stucky was my first ship since really diving into fandom and I spent a ton of time in Teen Wolf fandom! There's a ton of teen wolf on my ao3, mostly sterek, but i mostly write hockey these days.

feel free to keep sending me questions! there's a lot to learn when you first dive into hockey but i love the sport and love this fandom!!

#fightmillk #ask grace #i'll reblog some stuff for you!

[hockey-x-imagines]

Casino Night || Tyler Seguin

A/N: Here’s a little something I’ve had ready to go for quite a while now. I kinda really like this one. I hope you enjoy, feedback is always welcome :) 

Warnings: Language and drinking

Pairing: Tyler x Reader

P.O.V: Reader

Word Count: 1759

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When you started dating Tyler, you knew there were going to be formal events you would be attending. You had been with Tyler going on 9 months, and in those 9 months you had been to a handful of formal events with him. Every time you were required to get all dolled up you had, and he along with quite a few others had told you that you looked amazing each time.

When you had woke up Tyler was still in bed, not wanting to wake him you silently rolled out of bed. You took a quick shower before going down to the kitchen to make coffee and breakfast. As you were finishing up the eggs Tyler wrapped his arms around your waist placing a kiss on your cheek.

"Good morning, babe," you smiled, you loved his raspy morning voice. You turn to face him, reaching up to kiss his lips.

"Good morning, how'd you sleep?"

"Prety good, what about you?" He took a strip of bacon as he went to pour him a cup of coffee.

"I slept good." He's only been up for a few minutes, half hour tops, but he seems just a little off. Before you were able to asking him what was going on he opened his mouth.

"I need to talk to you about something, and please don't take it wrong," You stop what you were doing, you couldn't think of anything he would need to talk to you about that you'd take wrong. You wait for him to continue. "You know tonight's casino night, and it's a bit of a formal event. I would appreciate if you would maybe just try a little harder," his words stunned you, but he's not done. "It really looks bad on me when you look like you gave your look a half ass attempt. Babe, you need to remember you're not longer in your hometown," he gives you a sympathetic look.

"Did those words really just fall from your lips?" You're trying to wrap your head around what he just told you.  It was hard to determine whether you were hurt or pissed more. Not waiting for a response and not sure what you were supposed to do, you turn and leave the kitchen. You walk into the guest bedroom where you had your dress hanging. You weren't able to see what he was talking about; it was simple yet elegant. You wished he would've told you this sooner, so you had more than a few hours to find a new dress. You threw on a pair of leggings and a hoodie and slipped on a pair of vans leaving the house without saying anything to Tyler.

Pulling in to the mall parking lot, you knew where you wanted to start looking. A few weeks ago, you had walked past a dress store that had a black dress that caught your eye. You were hoping the dress would still be there.

After a few minutes of looking, you couldn't find the dress you had initially been looking for. You did however find the perfect dress. It was a floor length long sleeve black dress with a deep V neck, black crystals covered the top of the dress, the V neck ended just above your belly button, the skirt of the dress had a slit that stopped on your upper thigh. Wearing this dress, you knew one wrong move and you could show a little more than you would like. At the same time wearing this dress you felt you were making a statement.

"You look amazing in this dress," the cashier gushed, "it looks like it was made specifically for you."

"Thank you so much," you smile. After you had finished the purchase, you knew you were going to need new shoes. You weren't much of a heels girl, but this dress called for heels. You went and spent a pretty penny on a pair of classic black, closed toe 6-inch pumps with the red bottom.

Now that you had the dress and the perfect shoes to go with it, you start to focus on your hair and makeup. Looking at your phone it's 2:30 and the event starts at 6. That gives you enough time to go home and get ready or go home and get your shit and get ready somewhere else. Were you being petty? Yes, you were. The fact that Tyler would say something like that to you had really hurt you. You tell yourself you don't have time to focus on how he hurt your feelings, you could do that later.

As you pull in the driveway, you don't see Tyler's car. You really weren't sure where he went or when he was coming back, so you don't waste any time. First you take a self-care shower, you wash your hair, exfoliate, and shave. As you get out you let your hair air dry while you do your makeup. You wanted to keep your makeup simple, you go for a natural smokey eye, with glowing skin, and a nude matte lip. By the time you had finished curling your hair, you decided to leave it down. Looking at the clock and it's 5:30 you realize you need to get to get going.

You weren't really sure how to drive in the dress without wrinkling it, so you decided you'd change once you got to the venue. The drive was only a 20 minute drive, and you didn't think it was going to take you too long to get dressed so you'd be on time, you weren't. You were about 15 minutes late, getting the dress on and situated took longer than you had thought.

You weren't trying to make a grand entrance, but you did. As soon as you stepped in the room all eyes were on you, how could they not be? You looked stunning. Instead of looking for Tyler immediately, you go over to the bar and get a drink. You had a feeling you were going to need something strong to get through this night, you ordered a hot applesauce (Fireball and pineapple juice.)

"Y/N, you look absolutely stunning," Jamie pulls you in for a hug.

"Thanks, Chubbs. You clean up nice. Do you know where Tyler is?" You hadn't tried too hard to find him, but you knew you needed to find him. He points over to a card table, you thank him and walk over to where Tyler was seated.

He didn't seem to notice you walking over to him, so you tap on his shoulder. He doesn't acknowledge your presence, so you tap on his shoulder again, still nothing.

"Tyler!" You shout, he looks over at you and his eyes go wide.

"Wow, you look amazing," he looks like he's in shock.

"Thank you." You're slightly frowning, is this the first time you've looked as good as he told you? Was this the first time you looked like you belonged with that crowed? Tyler went back to playing poker, or whatever it was he was playing, and you went back to the bar. You were sure you were over reacting a little. You really hadn't been used to getting all dolled up, and the few times you did, you really thought you did a pretty good job.

After another drink or two you were standing behind Tyler, while he continued to play poker. The few drinks you had, words he had said before leaving running wild trough your head. You lean down your lips connecting with the spot where his ear meets his neck. Your hands running over his shoulders and down his arms.

"Baby I think it's time to go home," you whisper in his ear.

"After this game," he tells you. You pout a bit before you return to leaving a trail of kisses from his ear down his neck. He gently nudges you off him so he can focus.

"Come find me when you're done, I guess," you huff walking away from where he sat. You couldn't comprehend the way Tyler was acting towards you.

The way you felt, you'd swear you hand had sex for the longest time, not that you'd been thoroughly fucked all morning. You clench your thighs in hopes of lessening the heat that sits between your legs. It doesn't seem to help at all.

You glance over at Tyler, hoping that he'd be done. He's not. You decide to get a drink, it could make things better or it could make things worse. Tequila is most likely not a good idea, but you were craving a spicy watermelon margarita.

You had 1 maybe 2 drinks, and you know you can hold your liquor. So, you weren't really sure why you felt like you were on the verge of throwing a temper tantrum because you weren't getting sex. It's probably just a side effect of lady blue balls. You decide whatever the reason it didn't matter, you were almost pissed.

"Hey y/bfs/n, I need a ride home, I went to the team's casino night. Can you come get me?"  you ask.

"Uh yea give me a few." She took 5 maybe 10 minutes to pick you up. You stop to get In n Out before being dropped off at your house.

"Thank you," you kiss her on the cheek before walking in the front door. As soon as the door closes you kick your heels off, next your dress hits the floor. You have left a trail to the room you share with Tyler.

As you started the shower you took a few pictures you sent to him letting him know that you were at home. Tyler had called twice while you were in the shower. After getting out you pulled one of his shirts and a pair of panties you grab your phone and climb in bed. Tyler calls again.

"Hey babe how'd you get home and why'd you go home without me?" he asked.

"Between being hangry, horny, and being ignored I was no longer having a good time. I called y/bfs/n and asked her to pick me up, you tell him, "don't worry I'm not hangary anymore and I'm pretty sure I'm not horny either."

"Well okay, I'll be home in about 10-15 minutes. I love you," he said before hanging up.

You had every intention of waiting for Tyler or at least getting up and picking up the trail of clothes you left. Neither of those happened. As soon as your head hit the pillow you were dead asleep.

#Tyler Seguin #tyler seguin fic #tyler seguin one shot #tyler seguin imagines #tyler seguin imagine #dallas stars fic #dallas stars #nhl fic #nhl imagine #nhl #casino night

[isles-queen]

A Christmas Gift

Back from yet another hiatus!

I will be quite honest that I have no idea who's in anymore (fortunately seems like Seguin's a classic), so please, please, please send requests!

In my inbox, I do have oldies that are of Seguin, Tom Wilson, Morgan Rielly, Roman Josi, Auston Matthews, Michael Latta, Jason Demers, Johnny Gaudreau, Henrik Zetterberg, Andre Burakovsky, Aaron Ekblad, some AHL players, etcetera. Again, I have no clue who's in/fans are interested in anymore! So let me know either through inbox or messages!

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Request:

Would you please write one where Tyler Seguin's wife is a hot mess, forgot some key ingredients, and is making a mess of most of the dishes for the first Christmas dinner she's cooking for Tyler and his family. Tyler doesn't care and is very sweet about everything. In the end they figure out her forgetfulness and temporary insanity is because she's pregnant.

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"Breathe in ... and out... In... and out." Tyler straightened in his stance and narrowed his eyes at you, feigning annoyance. This man only knew how to annoy, not to be annoyed, so his eyes gleamed with playfulness. "I see no breaths coming in or out of you when you're glaring at me like that."

With your knuckles turning white from gripping the edge of the counter, not feigning annoyance, you chided, "Because you chanting 'in and out' for the past two minutes isn't going to breathe life back into the ham I left burning in the oven."

His eyebrows shot up instantly, and he retorted, "Well, I sure hope not. That'd be one terrifying zombie pig, in my opinion."

"Tyler," you groaned, head dropping between your outstretched arms in defeat. You stared at the floor below, where out of the corner, you spot a splatter of mashed potatoes from the bowl you managed to knock over earlier that distracted you from pulling out the ham in the first place.

When Tyler's rested his hand on your back, you felt at the tip of your tongue the urge to snap at him to not touch you right now, but there was a reason this man married you not too long ago: He knew you better than yourself (or at least close enough).

He gently moved his hand up your back and over to your left shoulder then slipped his other hand to your right shoulder and began to give your back a small massage. For the years of massaging sore or tense muscles, whether for injury or anger, for himself and teammates, Tyler learned which muscles and pressure points were needed to help relax a person.

A sigh involuntarily escaped your lips, and you found yourself straightening into a standing position. You melted into his hands that consumed your body, yet were surprisingly (but also not) delicate along your skin.

You bit your lower lip to hold back a smile when his lips grazed the lower part of your neck that met your back before moving left to where your neck met your shoulder and finally up your neck to right below your ear. His breath tickled the sensitive skin over there, and a shiver ran down your spine.

"Ty," you murmured, any sort of anger or frustration as lost as the cinnamon sticks you misplaced for the mulled wine. "This isn't exactly the time or place for this."

Tyler's hands slipped away from your shoulders and down to wrap around your waist, drawing you against his toned body where you can faintly feel his muscles underneath his buttoned flannel long-sleeve pajama top. His family tended to love wearing matching flannel pajamas for Christmas, which you were not left out of the tradition by wearing your matching flannel sweatshirt.

Not deigning you a verbal response, Tyler instead nibbled on your earlobe and squeezed you a bit tighter against his --

"Do you need help in there?"

You jumped at the sound of Tyler's mom and immediately sent an elbow into his hard stomach. Even though he gave a loud "oof," you knew better than anyone that an elbow from you was nothing compared to an elbow from a 190-plus-pound hockey player. He chuckled, as he loosened his grip on you.

"Behave, sir!" you scolded, narrowing your eyes at him but this time feigning annoyance like he did to you earlier.

He raised his hands in defense, struggling to maintain an innocent pout when he clearly wanted to burst laughing. "I've been a good boy this year, Santa, I swear!"

You snorted. "More like a naughty boy, if I'm not mistaken."

His pout turned into a sinister, seductive smirk, as he immediately wrapped his arms around you again and pulled you into his chest, your hands resting on his pecs. "If that's what you prefer," he purred, capturing your lips with his in a painfully slow, sensual kiss.

You couldn't resist this kiss and found yourself standing on the tip of your toes, wrapping your arms around his neck, and drawing him closer.

"Tyler Paul Seguin!" Tyler instantly groaned and pulled his head away, leaving you now pouting for more, even though you should've been the one to stop him from tempting you. "Stop distracting your wife please!"

"Yeah, Tyler Paul Seguin," you echoed with a playful push to his chest, though he unsurprisingly didn't budge. "Stop dis--" A wave of nausea hit you, and you immediately clasped your hand over your mouth, as a rapid tingling sensation climbed up your throat.

With a step back, Tyler popped out a hip and slapped his hands on both his hips. "Now that's just rude. My kisses aren't that gro--" Before he could finish that word, you bolted out of the kitchen and into the hallway bathroom where you ran past his sister, Candace, who watched you in alarm.

"Are you okay?" Candace asked, automatically following you into the bathroom and catching your hair before it was caught in the crossfire of your vomit.

Unable to respond, you focused your attention on puking into the toilet. You vaguely heard Tyler calling out your name and felt his hands on your back again.

"What's going on?" either his sister or mother asked in the background of you hurling up your guts while Tyler's deep, concerned voice responded, "Not sure. Y/N's been like nearly every day for the past week."

"Every day?" whomever asked, and Tyler provided confirmation. A muffled "I'll be back" was the last thing you heard of their conversation.

By the time your stomach calmed and you successfully flushed the toilet without feeling an urge to throw up again, you rested your back against Tyler's legs, as he sat against the lip of the bathtub. You closed your eyes while he switched from massaging your shoulders into rubbing gentle circles behind your ears.

When you opened your eyes again, you found a white stick with a white screen and a blue tab shoved before your face. You absentmindedly accepted it and kept holding it in front of you before you processed what you were holding.

Eyes growing like saucers, you immediately sat up and away from Tyler, only to turn around and meet his dark brown eyes that were just as wide as yours. Smiles creeping on both of your faces, you uttered at the same time, "No way."

#tyler seguin #dallas stars #one-shots #requests #nhl #hockey #marriage #pregnancy #christmas

[cokehead-zeroed]

5!

This is from my Taylor Hall/Tyler Seguin slowburn fic!

It’s a million degrees out, the kind of blistering heat that you only get at the height of the offseason, and Taylor loves it. Tyler is stretched out beside him in the sunshine, board shorts slipping a little lower every time he shifts, showing off his tan lines. He’s bought both of them one of those girly frozen drinks he likes, which Taylor will grudgingly admit is actually kind of good. Tastes like coconut and strawberries and rum. 

“I wish you’d let me wear my medal,” Tyler says. He’s giggling a little under his breath. “I bet chicks would fucking dig it.” 

“The tan lines would be the worst, dude.” 

Tyler grins, something sharp and a little feral hiding in his smile. “It’d be, like, so worth it, though. Guess you wouldn’t know, you Cupless wonder, you.” 

“Fuck off,” Taylor tells him cheerfully. There’s an edge to his words sort of like the way that doing a tequila shot finds all the little cuts on your hands and your mouth that you hadn’t before. 

“Sunscreen me.” 

“Uh.” 

Tyler pouts at him. “Come on, my back’s gonna burn. It’ll mess up my tats.” Taylor knows damn well from Ferance’s ink that his tattoos are healed enough that a beach vacation won’t totally fuck them up, but he relents and grabs the bottle out of the sand. 

“Fine,” he says instead, and Tyler scoots himself onto the edge of Taylor’s beach recliner. He spreads some on his hands and starts to rub it into Tyler’s back. 

“No warm-up?” Tyler flinches away from his first rub of sunscreen onto his back. “That’s fucking cold, dude.” 

Taylor groans and starts to rub the sunscreen between his hands. Tyler’s so fucking fussy. “Better?” 

Tyler hums, pleased. “Yeah. S’good.” He leans back into Taylor’s hands as he continues to spread the sunscreen over his skin. Taylor should probably put on more himself, he’s starting to feel flushed in the summer sun. “You should get a tat,” he adds. 

“Yeah?” 

“Yeah,” Tyler repeats. “A half sleeve, maybe. Or a little rib tat.” 

Taylor snorts. “A rib tat. That’s so fucking girly, dude.” 

“Fuck off,” Tyler replies, pinching Taylor’s thigh for good measure. The noise he lets out is not a yelp. “It’s a fucking sensitive spot.” 

“Fine,” he says. “If I ever get a tattoo, I’ll get it on my fucking ribs, happy?” 

“Very.” Tyler has the audacity to sound smug. He half turns to face Taylor, sun glinting off the rims of his overpriced sunglasses. His lips are all pink from the slush of his drink.

#asks #ask #taylor hall #tyler seguin #hockey rpf

[powerplayunit]

What kind of captain is Jamie Benn?

Mar 26, 2018 (x) 

Jamie Benn has been a key topic of conversation as the Dallas Stars have fallen from a strong playoff contender to the fringes, likely missing the postseason for the third time in the past five seasons.

While the Stars have lost eight straight games, a franchise record in Texas, Benn’s numbers have been fine. He has nine points in his past eight games, and in three straight games, he scored goals that served as a reminder of why he was considered one of the best players in the world and finished third in the MVP voting two seasons ago.

But when you have a “C” stitched on your chest, wins and losses trump personal triumphs.

Instead of reveling at Benn’s goal against Winnipeg, a wrist shot that Jets goalie Connor Hellebuyck said was “the best he’s seen in his career,” more time was spent discussing his curt postgame responses to the media. He scored a glorious shorthanded goal against the Boston Bruins, but in the end was also on the ice for all three goals against as the Stars watched their playoff hopes take a deeper plunge.

Right or wrong, this has brought Benn’s leadership into question. There’s a sentiment, especially on social media, that a good captain wouldn’t let this happen. If Benn were a good captain this team would have followed his example, depth scoring wouldn’t have been an issue and Dallas would still likely be a playoff team.

In the past week, some fans have called for a change in the captaincy — not a good idea, by the way — while others have asked the very fair question — what type of captain is Jamie Benn?

I don’t know the exact answer to that question, but let’s add some valuable context to the discussion.

I look at Benn as a captain who needs to lead by example. He’s not overly talkative, especially toward the public, and when he plays well his performance can speak for itself.

But that’s a theory formed from watching him in games and practice. It’s based off my interactions with Benn, which for the most part have always been positive. I don’t personally know what he is like behind closed doors, what he’s like on the team plane during a rough losing streak, or how he reacts in the locker room when the Stars are trailing heading into a third period.

So I asked his troops.

“He is an action-first leader that’s gotten more vocal as the year’s gone on now,” Tyler Seguin said. “He talks, but he puts his actions first, and leads in that regard. As of the last few years, he’s also gotten more vocal, so definitely becoming the ultimate leader.”

“He isn’t the guy that says the most in the locker room, even if he does – when he says something it has 100 percent meaning,” John Klingberg said. “He’s just showing whatever he wants to be done, and that’s the way on the ice, in my four years he stepped into more of a locker room guy as well. Still, he’s not the guy who talks the most, but when he says something it always has 100-percent meaning.”

Every player interviewed for this story echoed a sentiment that aligns with the Theodore Roosevelt’s foreign policy from the early 1900s: “Speak softly, and carry a big stick.”

The other key theme was accountability.

“For me, he’s the best captain I’ve ever had,” Tyler Pitlick said. “I mean he does everything he can to get the guys together and get that team bond. Whenever we need a kick he’ll give it to us, and he’s not afraid if he thinks we need to get going or if we need to pick it up, himself included. He’s not afraid to include himself in anything and for me, he’s a great captain, leads in the locker room and on the ice, he does it all.”

“He’s one of the best leaders I’ve ever played for, no question,” Devin Shore said. “What makes him a great captain is he doesn’t hold anyone accountable to do stuff that he wouldn’t do himself. Like he can play any type of game and lead by example in that way, he can play the tough game and be the toughest guy on the ice and he can also be our best player skill-wise.”

Benn’s toughness was also a key point that players brought up in my conversations. It’s easy to follow a player that is willing to fight for his team, willing to go after the other team’s captain and set a tone as the alpha male on the ice.

“True leader by example,” Antoine Roussel said. “Puts the heart on the table and gives it everything you’ve got and top of that he keeps you accountable, he doesn’t back down from anyone.”

“He’s fantastic, he just gets it. He’s extremely well-respected amongst his peers here. And what more can you ask for?” Marc Methot said. “He hits, he fights, he scores clutch goals, he’s a fantastic human being off the ice. He’s always very positive off the ice, he takes care of the guys. I mean he’s got to be one of the best captains I played for, really.”

When asking around, I got a few quizzical looks in return. Some players immediately had an answer, while others took a moment and responded by asking why that was even under question.

There’s an interesting dynamic in dealing with today’s NHL players. Some are well-versed and well-read on the coverage of their own team, but they tend to be the minority. Most don’t read the news clippings, and I had a player ask me the other week, “Do you ever use the stuff we talk about?” On top of that, most players completely ignore social media – so it makes sense that there was some surprise that Benn’s leadership would even be a topic of discussion.

That being said, each player was quick to defend their leader. And a couple went further, to say what comes off on a broadcast or on the ice is just the tip of a larger leadership iceberg.

“I think there is definitely a way you are in the general public and the way you are around your teammates, I think that’s what people don’t see,” Greg Pateryn said. “That’s something special we get to have as a team, you know everybody’s personality when they are around a group of guys. He’s been great all year since I’ve been here, he’s awesome.”

“I think that’s natural, I think that’s to be expected of any captain,” Shore said. “The bond hockey players share is pretty special, not a lot of people see that unless you are a part of it. And I think that’s what makes it so special and so when we’re just with the guys he opens up a little bit. But he’s not the loudest guy; when he speaks up, everybody listens. He has that quiet confidence about him, but he’s also not afraid to speak his mind. The way he is with us and the way he is with you guys is different.”

If this exercise proved anything, and I’m still not sure if it did, it sends a message that Benn is the leader in the Stars locker room. And no matter the recent results on the scoreboard, he has the respect of his troops.

“He does everything on the ice so it’s easy to follow him there,” Klingberg said. “He plays PK, PP, he blocks shots, physical, can make moves with the puck, he shoots the puck good. He’s an easy guy to follow, you always have trust from a guy that doesn’t BS too much, always has 100 percent meaning, he’s a leader for sure.”

For better or worse, the Stars have made it clear they are following Benn’s lead.

#jamie benn #dallas stars #article

[magickcandie]

Lightning v. Stars 12/2

Goal right and early!! Tyler Seguin is a beauty.

I just love Pavelski and Rob playing together on the same line. I just love them.

Jason with the second goal!! It was great! Just barely made it past the corner, barely past the line.

O Captain, my Captain, Jamie Fucking Benn with the breakaway.

I love Otter in net🦦🥅, but I guess Tampa had to score one eventually. I will say, that was a nice shot.

Otter pulling through!

Marchment with the beauty in the corner. Nice little 'in your face moment' to the Lightning.

This was a great game that I'm upset I missed. Already in the second, Pavelski with 2 and leading 5-1!

Robertson!! There are so many hatty opportunities.

Harley!! Hell yah, fuck yeah!! Stars look so good!!

Steel to bring it up to 8!

Total fucking slaughter!!

8-1 Stars

#stars lb

[laurenairay]

Somehow I’ve reached 1.2k followers! 🎉

I appreciate you guys so much, you have no idea, and I want to celebrate with you! It feels like it’s been a long time since I put together a blurb prompt list, so here we go! All of these quotes were picked from various prompt lists I found on here.

First come first served for the blurbs below, and please only choose players from this list. Let’s have some fun this weekend!

1.       “You’re still coming, though, right? please?” “I should really learn how to say no to you.” - Cale Makar 2.       "Remember that summer by the cabin when we stole your grandad's boat and got stuck in the middle of the lake?" "I remember you being the reason we got stuck because you dropped one of the oars in the water." - Tyson Jost 3.       “You’re so cute.” “What did you just - say?” “I said you look like a boot.” - Matthew Tkachuk 4.       “Sounds like you’re flirting with me.” “...I’ve been trying to do that for three years now.” - Tyson Jost 5.       “You clean up nicely” - Tyson Jost 6.       “You shouldn’t be here.” “I had to make sure you were okay.” - Chris Kreider 7.       “Stop getting crumbs all over my bed.” - Morgan Rielly 8.       “I might’ve had a few shots.” - Andre Burakovsky 9.       “You came all the way to give it back to me?” - Mika Zibanejad 10.   “It’s locked!”  “You mean we’re stuck in here?” - Nolan Patrick 11.   “Please, don’t make this worse than it already is.” - Matt Martin 12.   "Don't look at me like that." "Like what?" "Like you still love me." - Tyler Seguin

#my writing #blurb prompts #follower milestone celebration