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penalty-Mark Estapa

Summary: Mark has gotten a Five minute major during the last game with a misconduct , the reader wants to help with his frustration.

Pairing: Mark Estapa x fem|reader

Warning: nsfw under the cut, mild language, unprotected sex (reader is on the pill)

Word count: 1.1k

Notes: this is my first time writing about anyone, so please keep that in mind, it might not be the best. And if anyone wants a request I’m all up for it, and if anyone wants a tag as well!

Who helped me with the idea: @1-800-iluvhockey​ <3

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Joe Burrow - nsfw alphabet

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Joe is an absolute sweetheart, he takes care of you, makes sure you’re both cleaned up and holds you close, arms wrapped around you and letting you know just how much he loves you, very affectionate 

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Joe adores all the soft parts of you but(t) his favorite have to be your thighs or your boobs, just perfect places to rest his head, perfect to leave thousands of little kisses and some lovebites, holding you close while you run your fingers through your hair

on himself Joe really likes his muscles, he works hard on them and they’re like a physical reminder of how hard he worked and how far he’s come

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically…)

loves you and respects your decisions to decide where he comes/if you swallow etc. but if you let him this man would just fill you up, come so far down your throat you can’t even dream of tasting him only to come in your pretty mouth the next time so you’ll never forget how it tastes, claiming you with long pearly lines across your fucked out body only to fuck it in deep the next fully knowing he’ll drip out of you long after you’re done

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

lowkey curious about what it would feel like if you just gave him a finger while you’re blowing him but he’s never going to ask cause he’s too shy

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

he’s not unexperienced, he’s not some sex genius that just knows everything but he knows what he’s doing and he’s doing it very very well

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying.)

Joe is a missionary guy through and through, it’s all about lovingly gazing into your eyes while he rearragnes your guts… 

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Joe can get really goofy and keeping things in the bedroom fun plays a part in that but most of the time funny things that happen during sex are more like accidental moments that just make you burst out laughing

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

he takes good care of himself, making sure everything is neat and taking your preferences into account 

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Joe is big on intimacy and romance, fucking is fun but for him it’s all about making love and showing you just how much you mean to him

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

usually he only takes care of himself if you’re not in the mood, sex with you is just so much more fun so jacking off isn’t something that’s in his top 10 sex things tbh, it’s nice but it’s not mindblowing

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

lots of body worship, letting you know just how amazing you are and how much he loves you, very vocal in bed, sweet talk and dirty talk because he’s just talented with his mouth, and if you ever repay the favor whew boy does he go off, big praise kink, loves to mark you up but is careful to keep it to discreet areas, and who doesn’t love some cockwarming

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

bedroom is best but as long as you’re at home he’s more than happy to bend you over the nearest flat surface and go to town

doesn’t really like having sex somewhere that’s not yours, hooking up in the bathroom at a party or a random lockable storage room in the stadium always takes a lot of negotiation

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Joe loves seeing you fall apart and being the one that caused it, he loves seeing you being nothing but your most authentic self so fucked out that you can’t even think about putting on an act to get him hot, absolutely lost in pleasure, he loves seeing you in his jersey and nothing more or maybe nothing at all, just a little possessive with you telling him you’re his and only his

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

he’s not into any hardcore things, stuff that would hurt more than some spanking, or anything that could cause crying including like overstimulation

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

his preference is yes

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

even though can fuck you as fast and rough as you want him to he prefers just slow and sensual love making most of the time 

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

quickies are great but he likes to take his time with you and just take proper care of you

he’s not going to turn down a quickie when you’re offering though

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

depends on what you want to experiment with, like he’s down to try new positions or maybe tying you up a little bit but he’s not really into most kinks and doesn’t really want to try those

he doesn’t really ask to do new things but is willing to indulge you in your fantasies

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

he’s not a multiple times a day guy unless he’s like really really horny but when you’re fucking he can last a long time and always gets you off first, part of that is because he gets you off with his hands and mouth before actually fucking you but even without he’s got stamina 

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

he doesn’t own any toys of his own but he wouldn’t mind you having some or incorperating them in the bedroom as long as you don’t love them more than him

he’s the type of guy that would look for couples toys to make 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Joe isn’t a big tease, if he starts something he’ll follow it through

afterall you’re so sweet for him why would he be mean and tease you

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

he isn’t super loud but he’s also not holding back

most of the time it’s just moans and groans and heavy breaths between a string of compliments, he just wants to let you know how good you’re making him feel

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

the only thing preventing him from asking you to make a naughty home video is that he’s scared it could get leaked and ruin your life, not his he’ll be fine even if his career might take a small hit but the guys in leaks are always fine but he would just love to see what it would look like

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

…big dick Joe 

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Joe’s sex drive is definitely on the higher end but he’s not going to go crazy over it

he’s more than capable of taking care of himself if he needs to just like he’s more than capable of taking care of you

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

even if he’s exhausted he’s not just going to roll over and fall asleep

he takes care of you and makes sure the aftercare is on point, he likes to just lay with you in his arms, maybe talk a little bit, he’s definitely a big softie that just wants to show you how much he loves you

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And With A Little Magic (Jack Hughes)

Word Count: 1662 Notes: I did not edit it because I wanted to get it out to you guys tonight so please excuse any typos or awkward sentences! Tagging: @bords

One of Jack's favourite things to do when he was around you lately was put his hands on your stomach like you were expecting. Whenever you asked him why, he always responded "Just imagining," without divulging further.

The two of you had spoken briefly about children and your plans for the future when you moved in together, but there were never any serious conversations about when you wanted to start a family. His career is his top priority at this point in life, you know. But still, his newfound affinity for "just imagining" made you confused.

Which is why you had no idea how he'd respond to the news that he didn't have to imagine anymore.

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heat waves - brendan brisson

title: heat waves (diplo remix)

no warnings but tell emily (@puckyess​) thank you for helping with this!!

word count: 10.1k

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“you’re doing it. it’ll build character.”

“i’ve got great character! why do i need more?” 

“don’t start with me, brendan. you’re doing this.”

pat was very firm in his directions to brendan and he wasn’t about to hear any argument. brendan wasn’t sure why he needed a summer job cleaning pools three days a week but he knew it wasn’t an argument he would end up winning. with a roll of his eyes he walks off, taking the stupid polo shirt his dad had given him along with the contact info for his new boss. this certainly wasn’t how he envisioned his summer going.

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there’s too much risk in never loving at all - tyson jost

summary: you’ve always been an honorary Jost - the sister Kacey’s always wanted. she’s only got one rule - Tyson is off limits to date. too bad you’ve been in love with him your whole life. 

pairing: tyson jost x reader

word count: 16k 

warnings: cursing, alcohol, smut, unprotected sex (wrap it, people), oral sex, mentions of family issues

Is there a more cliche love story than falling for your best friend’s super hot, super famous, super rich NHL older brother? What if you had fallen in love with him before the money and the fame and the NHL contract? What if you had loved him from the moment you understood what the concept was, and probably even before then? And what if your best friend had unequivocally, no-nonsensically told you that he was absolutely, 100%, completely off limits for you?

Tyson Jost had been in your life since you were five years old. Kacey, his younger sister, had easily become your best friend after you punched Jack Holland in the nose for stealing her star hair clip. From play dates dressing up as princesses and tea parties where Tyson was the begrudging guest, to nights spent giggling over boys in the eighth grade and getting drunk together for the first time at eighteen, you and Kacey had an unbreakable bond. 

This unbreakable bond partially stemmed from your promise at the mere age of fifteen: Tyson is off limits and always will be. Kacey didn’t want the weird, awkward possibility of you two getting together and then subsequently breaking up and ruining the friendship you had spent your entire life building. 

It was all fine and dandy except for one tiny part: you had fucked up somewhere around sophomore year of high school and fell in love with Tyson Jost.

Looking back you think you probably loved him a lot longer than that, but that was the first time you really realized it. 

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red desert | p.l. dubois

Requested?: Yes/No Kinda? Summary: Pierre breaks the news to you that he’s been traded to Winnipeg. You two haven’t been together for long, but now he’s asking you to make the move with him. Author’s Note: This is part 1/13 of my CALM fic series where you guys voted on who I’d write about, and I’ve never written for PLD before but I hope this is good! I’m also a bit biased because the reader in here goes to OSU (apologies to Michigan fans, students, or alumni). Also idrk what the plot of this is to be honest with you, it kinda fell apart halfway through, but it is what it is. Wordcount: 2550 Warnings: None :) Tag List: @officialgritty@hockey-more-like@joelsfarabees@sidscrosbyy@mathewbarzals@samsteel@2manytabsopen@krbdch@thatssvech@bowenbyram@iwantahockeyhimbo@bumblebeebeezer@mac-blackwood@zaydeswisdom@kirbysdch@joshsandersons@boqvistsbabe@huttons@connormcdavo@islesnucks@stickrabbits@i-am-a-lost-girl16@nhlandotherimagines

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dance me to the end of love (i)

word count: 4.3k

warnings: fem!oc, cursing, potential spoilers for the west wing if you've never seen the show

series masterpost: here

a/n: hi!! i am so incredibly happy to finally be putting this fic out into the world. it means an awful lot to me and i can't wait to share the little world i've created :)) x

Magdalene is content with where she’s ended up.

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Anonymous asked:

4AM love confessions with a WJ boy of your choosing?

Hi anon! Thank you for the ask! I think I’ll go with Dylan Holloway:) if you don’t mind.

not my gif: credit to @ puckyess

Your phone dinged and lit up from a message. you opened your eyes, and read the message. it was a message from Dylan ‘you up?’. you glanced at the time. it was 4AM. you texted back ‘yes. is everything ok?’ he responded, ‘wanna go for a drive, I’m by your house’ your heart sped up, and you texted back ‘see you in five’. you jump out of bed, and pull on some sweats and a hoodie that you stole from Dylan. you left your place and headed towards Dylan’s car. he smiled when you when you entered the car. once you settle in he grabs your hand. you glance at him while he drives ‘soooo, had a hankering to drive at 4AM?.’ he cheekily smiles at you ‘wanted to see you’. butterflies erupt in your stomach. the affect he had you.

He drives on, and he finally stops the car. you weren’t sure where you are, but Dylan pulled out a blanket, and walks towards you. He once again grabs your hand and leads you forward. you stop at a small hill, it had small flowers blooming around it, and looked over the city and the forest. Dylan places the blanket on the floor and pulls you down. ‘thought you might enjoy the view’ you look at him and then forwards. ‘I do’

he pulls you closer to him and you both lay down on the blanket, looking at the sky. you snuggle into him, and place your hand on his chest and he places his on top of yours, playing with your fingers occasionally. you stare at the dark sky, and Dylan blurts out ‘I love you’. you sit up on your elbow. ‘What?’ he looks at you and sits up as well. ‘I love you’. your heart speeds up, and you gently smile at him ‘I love you too’ he smiles, and leans forward and captures your lips in a kiss. ‘even at 4AM’

I hope this is what you meant!

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if everything could ever feel this real forever

word count: 4.3k

warnings: explicit!fem reader, cursing, alcohol consumption, allusion to sexual content (nothing explicit but minors please be aware!)

reccomended listening: everlong | foo fighters

a/n: broke down and wrote for ratty matty. alternalty titled four times matthew thinks you’re the one and one time he knows (4+1′s are fun to write, pls don’t fight me). also pls ignore the fact i don’t know how airports work, i’ve only ever flown domestically lmao

Matthew feels different when you’re around. 

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Wedding Date

Type: Imagine(?)

Summary: “Could you do maybe a Blurb or whatever you like about going from friends to more with freddie Andersen please?” “Can you do something about meeting Frederik Andersen at a wedding and he asks you out or something among those lines please?” “Not sure if you’re taking requests but if you aren’t then just ignore. Could you write something about spending New Years with Freddie Andersen?” or the one where your neighbor’s teammate and your friend becomes your wedding date

Tags- @jamiedrysdales​​​​ ​ @bestestbenn​​​​ ​ 

A/N: I’ve gotten quite a few Freddie requests so I’ gonna combine a few!

You sighed and set your phone down, frustrated with your sister. Her wedding was in two days, you were the maid of honor, and you ‘still’ didn’t have a date. You tried to explain that every time you tried to go on a date it never ended well and that you didn’t need a date to be a maid of honor. But she was having none of it. 

You didn’t bother with shoes, simply leaving your phone on your counter and shuffling across the hall to Mo’s apartment. You knocked softly, hoping Mo was the only one home. It wasn’t that you didn’t like his teammates, you really thought they were entertaining. But they could be a little much. 

No one answered so you figured he wasn’t home and went to return to your apartment and sulk alone. Fact of the matter is, you sister had set you up on seven different dates in the past five months, trying to find you a date for her wedding. 

You were almost to your door when Mo’s swung open to reveal Mitch, Auston, and Willy all walking out, laughing loudly. “Hey, (y/n)!”

You turned around and greeted the boys, ignoring the fact that you looked like an absolute hobo. They must have noticed the state you were in because they all but ushered you into Mo’s apartment and sat you down on the couch. And soon enough you had a full wine glass in your hand. The only odd thing was, was that Mo was nowhere to be seen. You opened your mouth to ask where he was but Mitch cut you off.

“Him and Freddie went to the store. Now why do you look like you could murder someone?”

You sighed, taking a large swig of your wine before setting it down on the coffee table and cradling your head in your head. “My sister is insisting I have a date to her wedding because I apparently I can’t be a functioning Maid of Honor without having a date. Her wedding is on New Years Eve for Christ’s sake! Who the hell is going to be free during a pandemic on New Years Eve?!”

“I don’t think Freddie’s doing anything. You guys are friends, right?” Willy’s question made your head perk up a bit. You’d been harboring a more than small crush on the 6′4″ goalie since you’d met him a few ago in this very living room. 

“I’m sure he’s got plenty of things to do that are better than going to a wedding with me,” you responded quietly, heat creeping its way up your neck and into your cheeks. 

“I was actually planning on staying home but if you need someone to go with, I wouldn’t mind.” Your head shot to your left where the Dane and your neighbor were setting a few grocery bags down on the kitchen counter. You averted your eyes back to your wine glass and shook your head. 

“No, no it’s okay. I’ll just suffer through the last date she’s forcing me on tonight,” I muttered, downing my wine in one big gulp. “Plus, by this rate I’ll be too wine drunk to care.” 

At this comment Mo took my wine glass from me and put it in the sink before sandwiching me between him and Freddie who had placed himself on my right. “I’m sure he can’t be that bad, what do you know about him?” 

By the time you were done explaining how extremely bland your date for tonight was, your head was in Freddie’s lap and your feet were on Mo’s. Freddie was playing with your hair while the boys listened surprisingly quietly. “It’s just infuriating sometimes! I mean, she sets me up with these boring as hell accountant guys who don’t understand my stupid humor or my love of hockey! They say it’s ‘too violent’ and ‘pointless’! I mean, I just don’t understand!”

“Well, why don’t you call this guy and tell him you can’t make it tonight and just take me as your date?” Freddie asked, looking down at you. You groaned and ran a hand down your face. 

“It’s not that simple you know,” you commented, rubbing your eyes. The guys laughed and shook their heads.

“Well we should probably get going, Steph wants me back so we can plan for her parents on new years,” Mitch announced, the two younger boys standing up. You bid them goodbye, still stretched out across Mo and Freddie, dreading going on the date. 

“You know what, fine, I’ll call him and tell him I can’t go and I’ll take you because I honestly have no clue what else to do,” You blurted out about ten minutes later, standing up and marching over to your apartment without so  much as a goodbye 

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“I can’t believe you brought an NHL player as your wedding date!” Your sister squealed quietly. You had made it through almost the entire wedding without too many comments about bringing Freddie as your date. But, as midnight drew nearer your sister began pestering you even more. 

“Look, Kelsie, we’re just friends. We met through Mo because they’re teammates. And that’s it.” She rolled her eyes at your words and pranced off to find her husband. There were only a few more minutes until midnight and you were nursing your fifth full glass of wine when Freddie found you, tucked away in a corner. 

“You know, it’s rude to leave your date alone with a bunch of people he doesn’t know.” You raised your eyes from your glass to his, smiling slightly. He wrapped an arm around your waist and guided you towards the balcony where a lot of the wedding guests were partying, excited for the new year. 

You nervously chewed on your lip, seeing all the couples pair up, readying for their midnight kisses and a few more hours of celebration. In your bold and drunken state you halted and set your wine glass down before harshly turning to Freddie who was giving you an odd look. 

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“Look, Freddie I know we’re friends and all but I’ve liked you for a long time.” 

8

“And at this point I don’t care if I ruin our friendship because having you here with me tonight really set thigns straight for me.”

6

“I get it if you don’t fee the same way but I hd to tell you.”

4

“Well this is really awkward and you probably don’t want to be friends anymore…”

3

You looked up to see him staring at you almost adoringly. 

2

He stepped forward and gently took your face in his hands, bringing you dangerously close to him, making you afraid you’d drop then and there. 

1

Before you could fully comprehend what was happening, he crashed his lips to yours. You moved in sync, standing on your toes as he leaned down, deepening the kiss. 

You both reluctantly pulled away when your lungs started burning due to the lack of air. Maybe your sister was on to something when she insisted you bring a date to her wedding.

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Take My Heart, I’ll Give You My Soul - b. boeser

AN: It’s here, omg, I feel like this thing has been my BABY the last couple of weeks. I’m not going to add in much here, but thank you to all of the wonderful friends who read sections of it, hyped me up, and helped me when I got stuck. Please let me know what you think <3 

PS: You’re going to want to settle in for this one, it’s long. 

Pairing: Brock Boeser x Reader

Word Count: 24,718

Warnings: Swearing, alcohol mentions, mentions of sex, angst. 

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School Night (Mat Barzal)

request: Dad!Barzy tryna get touchy feely on a school night thooo😩

warning: smut & barzy as a father ;)

note: can i have barzals kids pls

Standing in the doorway to your daughters bedroom, you watched as your husband, Mat, tucked her in so she could settle down for the night. She was a daddies girl so it was requested every night that he be the one to tuck her in, that being hard when he wasn’t home to do so. On the other hand, your son was a mommys boy so you had the pleasure of settling him down for the night. Luckily for you, he had fallen asleep instantly, both kids were exhausted after a long day at school so their beds were where they needed to be.

“Goodnight, baby girl,” Mat pressed a kiss to your daughters forehead before standing up, smiling down at the adorable little girl who mumbled goodnight to both of you. He absolutely loved being a father, even if he was a young one. Having mini Barzal’s running around was amazing! You both were able to grasp onto parenting quickly so it wasn’t bad.

“Night baby,” you blew her a kiss before reaching over to the wall and flicking the light off as Mat made his way towards you. Closing the door after you got out of the way, Mat turned and looked at you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer, raising his eyebrows and you shook your head with a small laugh. “Nope, don’t even try it.”

Knowing exactly what he was thinking, you gave him a quick kiss then made your way towards your shared bedroom where you would finally be able to have time to yourself, it was hard to do that when you had two rugrats running around all the time.

“What?” Mat held up his hands in defence. “I wasn’t even going to say anything!” he said while following you to the bathroom that was connected to your room.

He grabbed his toothbrush and toothpaste then brushed his teeth as you did the same. Then after that, he pulled his shirt over his head, bundled it up and threw it into the laundry basket. As you were spitting out the mouthwash you swirled around your mouth, you looked up to the mirror, taking in the image of your husband. He stood behind you, shirtless and bent over to slip his sweatpants off. When he stood up straight, you took a sharp inhale when you got a few of his hard abs and what he was packing. You still weren’t over how absolutely gorgeous your man was.

Mat turned his head and looked at you when he heard you almost choke. “You okay?” he asked, frowning a little until you nodded your head and wiped your mouth with a towel. “Good, good,” he then wrapped his arms around you from behind, his hard naked chest pressing up against your back and his chin resting on your shoulder. “I love you.” he murmured and buried his face into your neck.

“I’m sorry, baby…but we can’t.” you rubbed his arms that were around your stomach. “It’s a school night and I don’t wanna be up late when I need to get up early.”

“I just wanna cuddle,” Mat’s lips grazed over the skin of your neck, hiding his smirk in your hair. His fingertips skimmed over your hip bone, daring to dip into your pyjamas shorts.

“Then we can cuddle,” you looked at him in the mirror with raised eyebrows.

He let out a groan and pulled his face away from your hair. “Y/N, really?”

“Yes.” you knew your youngest was a light sleeper and having him sprawled between you and Mat, tugging on your hair in his sleep, wasn’t how you wanted to spend your night.

Mat looked down at his hand, finally slipping it down under the fabric and kissing your neck but you quickly spun around and looked at him, shaking your head.

“Nope!” you clasped your hands together behind his neck and pecked his pouty lips as he squeezed your bum. “You look exactly like the kids when you pout like that,” he really did, especially your son who got his looks from his father. You smiled and pushed his hair back off his forehead. “A little handys tonight, aren’t you?”

“They like to take after their dad.” Mat shrugged his shoulders and slipped his hands to your hips as your bum pressed against the counter. “Can’t help it when it comes to you,” he crashed his lips to yours and you finally gave in, how could you resist him? He was literally a god.

Even though sometimes it was hard, you two did find time for each other a lot, it’s not like any of you were sexually frustrated or sex deprived. Having the kids wasn’t a big issue either because they now attended kindergarten and school and you worked from home so when Mat wasn’t gone for a game and whatnot, there was all that free time to spend together.

Mat picked you up and sat you on the counter next to the sink, you giggled against his lips and then pulled away from him. He took the opportunity to leave a trail of kisses down your exposed neck and chest, you only wearing a tank top so it was easy. Your nipples hardened and they caught his eyes, slipping his hands up to palm your breast which was also easy because you had no bra on.

“Mathew, if the kids wake up, you’re doing the school run.” he gave you a devilish smirk as he dropped to his knees, leaving kisses on the tops of your thighs before pulling your shorts when you lifted yourself up off the counter to help.

He threw them aside and nudged your legs wide apart so he could see your core, which was already dripping. “For someone who wasn’t up for this, you sure look it,” he could smell your arousal too.

“Oh, shh!” you chuckled but cut yourself off with a another sharp inhale when Mat leaned forward and flicked his tongue against your clit a few times. You reached down and ran your fingers through his smooth dark hair, gripping onto it which made him groan, loving when you did that. You licked your lips and shook your head. “No teasing tonight, please,” begging as you looked down at the gorgeous man between your legs.

“Fine.” Mat pulled his mouth away from your clit, the taste of you on his tongue, which he loved. He then trailed a finger down your slit before shoving two long fingers inside your tight hole.

You gasped and wrapped your hand around his wrist, his lustful eyes shot up to look at you as you arched your back. He loved how your body reacted to your touch, loved how it was his name rolling off your tongue as you were being pleasured.

As Mat stood up, you pulled his boxers down and his length slapped against his stomach as it sprung out. “Fuck, Y/N…I need you.” he whined, the feeling was mutual because you needed him too.

Your head fell back against the mirror as he curled his fingers inside you. “Bedroom,” you moaned.

This resulted in Mat wrapping your legs around his waist, picking you up, walking over to your bed and laying you down on the soft mattress. The vest top you were wearing, now thrown to the other side of the room before you trailed your hands down Mat’s abs, clenching at your touch. God he was so hot and all yours. As you admired him, he admired you. Eyes trailing down your body from head to toe, trailing his large hands up your smooth legs. No one would think you were a mother of two, your body was absolutely perfect. He was a lucky guy but obviously he loved you for more than your looks also.

“Ready, beautiful?” Mat asked you, using his hand to touch himself. “Crawl back further onto the bed.”

You did as asked, resting your head on the pillows as he crawled onto the bed and hovered over you. His mouth clamped over yours again in seconds, positioning himself at your entrance before pushing in slowly.

“Mat,” you whispered into his ear as he buried his face into your neck. He had pushed all the way in but paused, giving you a few seconds to adjust as you both released a small sigh at the feeling of his cock stretching out your walls. You gripped onto his bicep as he started to move inside and out of you slowly, you loved making love to him. “Do you think it’s a good idea to go slow?” what if one of the kids did wake and walk in?

“It’s fine, baby.” Mat pressed kisses along your jaw as he rocked in and out of you, loving the feeling of having you wrapped around his cock. He grunted and wrapped an arm under your back when you arched it, you hips meeting, making him go deeper.

“Shit!” you covered your mouth with one hand, needing to be quiet, and gripped onto the bed sheet with the other. You were whimpering as he thrusted in and out of you quicker but it wasn’t rough enough to make the headboard bang, which usually happens when the kids weren’t home.

“Oh, fuck yes!” Mat moaned, his voice much deeper because he was trying to be quieter and it brought you near the edge even more because of how sexy it was. “You going to come for me, with me?” He asked and you nodded your head frantically. His large palm clasped over your tits and you put your hands over his, making them squeeze your two full breasts. He smirked and thrusted deeper inside you, watching you with eyes full of lust.

“Mat, I-I’m so close. God i’m gonna cum,” you looked up at your husband. “Kiss me please.”

His mouth was back down on yours, your fingers running through his hair and tugging on it. You were close to your orgasm, you could feel it and with your walls clenching around Mat, he wasn’t going to last long either. After a few more hard thrusts, the tightening of your walls around his cock drawed his orgasm the same time as yours. You gasped while he groaned, moaning your name as he spilled inside you.

He fell on top of you, but not fully because his body was way bigger than yours and he didn’t want to crush you. You both were heavy breathing, trying to calm yourselves down. He then chuckled and pressed a kiss to your cheek before rolling off you.

You whimpered at the sudden loss of him inside you. “That…That was amazing.” you smiled up at the ceiling as Mat agreed with you. Sex with him was always amazing. You two lay there for a whime before getting up and going to clean yourself up.

When you came back out of the bathroom in your pyjamas, you found your son curled up beside Mat. A smile grew on your face and you shook your head, knowing that this would have happened somehow. You slipped in beside them and pressed a kiss to your sons cheek and then Mat’s lips.

Once you were all settled, Mat pulled the duvet up over your bodies and held your son close while holding your hand. Now it was finally time for bed, thank god.

“Goodnight, beautiful,” Mat moved some of your hair behind your ear as he watched you fall asleep. “Night, bud.” he whispered to your son and closed his eyes with a huge smile on his face. He couldn’t ever get better than you and he was incredibly grateful you were the mother of his children who were his world. Having you all made his life complete.

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