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rempe having such a dirty mouth, like you’ll be against his back as he fucks you and makes you watch in a mirror
Take it | mr73
Summary: Matt's dirty mouth ruins you.
Warnings: PORN WITH NOOOOOO PLOT, daddy kink, Pet names, PIV unprotected, degradation
A/N: Part twooo????
HIs lips barely left yours as he shifted, moving to pin your wrists above your head with one hand, the other slid possessively along the curve of your waist.
You were dazed - wrecked, trembling beneath him, legs limp and weak. Your throat was raw from moaning and your body? aching in the best way, already sore, already stretched. But the way he was looking at you like you were his favorite fucking meal.
He dragged his mouth along your jaw, then your neck biting down just enough to make you gasp beneath him. You twisted beneath him, and his grip on your wrists only tightened.
Matt.." you breathed, still catching my breath, "that was-"
He paused. His head lifted slowly, eyes narrowing, the shift in his demeanor immediate. Cold and sharp and dominant.
"No" he said, his voice low and commanding, the smirk from before long gone. "what did you just call me?" He asked his hand moving to your jaw yanking you to meet his eyes.
Your pulse stuttered, your breath caught in your throat. His stare was so intense it pinned you in place harder than his grip.
You swallowed. hard. "daddy."
His mouth cured, not soft- possessive. "thats my girl"
Then he kissed you hard and deep, tongue sliding against yours until you were melting all over again. His hand moved to trail between your legs, pushing them apart to find you soaked. sensitive, already pulsing for him.
"Still so wet" He murmured, "you're such a good girl for daddy, huh?"
You whimpered, arching into his touch, desperate despite how full he'd made you just minutes ago.
"Please," You whispered.
"Please what?"
"Please... I need you"
He realized both your wrists slowly, dragging his palm down your chest, then your hips, as he sat back on his knees. You reached for him, but he caught your hands and pushed them back down.
"You don't get to touch," He said, "You just lay there and take what daddy gives you."
You nodded, breathing hard, legs already trembling as he lined himself up again.
And then he was inside.
No warning, no slow build- just one deep, punishing thrust that made you cry out, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes from the intensity of it.
He moved to lean over you, holding your face between his hands, staring straight into your soul. "Thats it, baby. Cry for me. Let everyone know who this pussy belongs to."
"You," You gasped, body arching into his, unable to think, unable to speak.
"Say it," he growled.
"You, Daddy. It's yours- fuck- it's all yours"
His rhythm picked up- slow, powerful, devastating. Every thrust drove you deeper into the mattress. You were a mess beneath him, moaning, pleading, body quaking as he pushed you to the edge.
"I want you to come with me this time," He whispered against your lips. "not until I say so."
You nodded frantically, your whole body clenched thighs trembling as the pressure built again, so sharp you couldn't breathe.
"Now." He growled, "Cum now."
"D-Daddy" You whispered, heat blooming across your cheeks as you said it, suddenly hyperaware of how exposed you were, how vulnerable. Your whole body ached with overuse, with want. And yet... you wanted more.
His lips curved into a dark, satisfied smirk.
"There's my good girl," He murmured, voice thick with lust and pride, "Now say it like you mean it."
You whimpered as he rolled his hips against you, still hard- still deep inside you. The stretch of him made you cry out, legs tightening around his waist.
"Please, Daddy," You gasped, fingers digging into his shoulders, "I want it again - I need it."
He groaned low in his throat, like the words hit him somewhere primal. "Yeah? M needy little mess just can't get enough, huh?"
You nodded frantically biting your lip. "Please ruin me again."
He didn't need to be told twice.
Matt grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head, locking his hand around them as he started to move again- slow and deep at first.
#matt rempe smut#matt rempe x y/n#matt rempe x reader#matt rempe blurb#matt rempe#new york rangers smut#nhl fic
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ATTA BOY!
dirty, raunchy and the sloppiest of head for him tonight <3
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now ik you not my pookesh fix yoself
I love you, I'm Sorry



wc: 978 warnings: angsty but a happy ending! pairings: nika muhl x fem!reader
A/N: omg im actually posting?? don't get used to this i go back to school soon and probably wont post anything til either spring break or the summer
Two Years Ago
You were pacing around your apartment, waiting for Nika to come over like she said she would.
Nika's been your unofficial girlfriend for a while, but you never put a label on what you had.
But she was leaving for the W soon, and you either wanted all or nothing with her.
A few minutes into your pacing, there was a knock on the door. You walked over and opened it, seeing Nika's smiling face. "You wanted to talk?" She said.
You nodded and invited her in. "Do you want anything to drink? Coffee or tea?"
Nika shook her head and sat down on your couch. "I'm okay, thank you."
A small sigh left your body as you went over and sat down, leaving a bit of space between the two of you just in case everything went south.
"What's this about?" She asked cautiously.
You took a deep breath and leaned back into the couch a little. "You're leaving soon, and-"
"That doesn't mean this has to end, if that's where you're going with this," Nika interjected.
A small frustrated sigh left your lips. "What even is this, Nika? Are we girlfriends? Or just casually fucking?" She stayed silent and you just scoffed. "It's your choice, either we put a label on this, or I'm done."
The last thing Nika wanted was to completely lose you, but she didn't like the ultimatum you were giving her. "That's not fair, I need to focus on basketball-"
"And just lead me on the whole time? Have me thinking we could be something more, even though we never will be?" You tried to keep your voice steady, but it was getting difficult.
She sighed and stood up. "I- I'm sorry, but I can't do this," she said before grabbing her things and walking to the door.
You stood up and watched her. She was so ready to leave, no hesitation. "So that's it then? You're just leaving?"
Nika's jaw twitched and she stared at you for a moment. "I"m sorry," she mumbled before opening the door and leaving, letting it close behind her.
You forced your eyes away from the door and looked out the window, watching the May atmosphere warming up the world, but it felt so cold in your apartment without Nika.
It hadn't been that long since Nika left for the W, and everyone already loved her. She charmed everyone she met, other players, fans, the media.
It's like she trained herself, got lessons on how to be a people person. She never was before. She was always polite, but kept to herself.
Except around you. You always were able to break down her walls and see what was really going on with her, how she really was.
But now you see this people pleaser on TV and social media, and all you can do is complain to your friends about it.
Two Summers from Now
After a while, you had managed to get over Nika. Well, more so over what happened with her.
You'd always have a soft spot for the girl, she saw you and supported you at your worst, and you could never stop loving her because of it.
It was ironic. You were about to head out to Seattle to visit some friends, and Nika was about to get on a plane back to Storrs to see her friends.
At this moment, you broke no contact with her. You sent her a text, hoping she didn't have you blocked, or that she didn't change her number.
You were a little surprised to see an answer from her short after you sent the message. The two of you ended up talking about life, realizing that just maybe, you could be cool with her.
She gave you some advice about Seattle, and you let her know how excited the other UConn girls would be to see her again.
The next few days went by in a blur. You were in Seattle, taking in the scenery, leaning out the window of your hotel and having a drink.
I love you, I'm Sorry
You were still in Seattle. You didn't realize that Nika had messaged your friends, asking what hotel you were at and your room number.
She came back early, and she wanted needed to see you before you left. She wanted to attempt to fix things.
Nika's feelings for you never left. She knew that she reacted badly when you told her what you wanted, and she wasn't sure that she could forgive herself for walking away so easily.
But she at least needed you to know that she still loved you.
At about 10pm that night, there was a knock on your hotel door. You looked over in confusion before getting up from your bed and walking over.
You opened the door, and it was like everything from the past few years came flooding back. "Nika?" You invited her inside. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to say sorry for everything. For the way I reacted back then, I was a dick about it, and you didn't deserver any of it," she said.
You were speechless, so she took it as her que to keep going. "I was the worst, and every time I go for a drive I think about the ones we used to take to clear our heads. I swear, it haunts me-" She cleared her through.
"Nika-" You said, but she cut you off.
"I still love you, I'm sorry." The words fell from her lips so effortlessly, you couldn't help but want to give in and see where it led.
So you did. You caved and rushed up to her, pressing your lips against hers.
It lasted for a few seconds before you rested your forehead against hers. "I love you, and I'm sorry, too."
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ho is you dead cause u neva write happy ending… who are u and what did u do with my pookie
I love you, I'm Sorry



wc: 978 warnings: angsty but a happy ending! pairings: nika muhl x fem!reader
A/N: omg im actually posting?? don't get used to this i go back to school soon and probably wont post anything til either spring break or the summer
Two Years Ago
You were pacing around your apartment, waiting for Nika to come over like she said she would.
Nika's been your unofficial girlfriend for a while, but you never put a label on what you had.
But she was leaving for the W soon, and you either wanted all or nothing with her.
A few minutes into your pacing, there was a knock on the door. You walked over and opened it, seeing Nika's smiling face. "You wanted to talk?" She said.
You nodded and invited her in. "Do you want anything to drink? Coffee or tea?"
Nika shook her head and sat down on your couch. "I'm okay, thank you."
A small sigh left your body as you went over and sat down, leaving a bit of space between the two of you just in case everything went south.
"What's this about?" She asked cautiously.
You took a deep breath and leaned back into the couch a little. "You're leaving soon, and-"
"That doesn't mean this has to end, if that's where you're going with this," Nika interjected.
A small frustrated sigh left your lips. "What even is this, Nika? Are we girlfriends? Or just casually fucking?" She stayed silent and you just scoffed. "It's your choice, either we put a label on this, or I'm done."
The last thing Nika wanted was to completely lose you, but she didn't like the ultimatum you were giving her. "That's not fair, I need to focus on basketball-"
"And just lead me on the whole time? Have me thinking we could be something more, even though we never will be?" You tried to keep your voice steady, but it was getting difficult.
She sighed and stood up. "I- I'm sorry, but I can't do this," she said before grabbing her things and walking to the door.
You stood up and watched her. She was so ready to leave, no hesitation. "So that's it then? You're just leaving?"
Nika's jaw twitched and she stared at you for a moment. "I"m sorry," she mumbled before opening the door and leaving, letting it close behind her.
You forced your eyes away from the door and looked out the window, watching the May atmosphere warming up the world, but it felt so cold in your apartment without Nika.
It hadn't been that long since Nika left for the W, and everyone already loved her. She charmed everyone she met, other players, fans, the media.
It's like she trained herself, got lessons on how to be a people person. She never was before. She was always polite, but kept to herself.
Except around you. You always were able to break down her walls and see what was really going on with her, how she really was.
But now you see this people pleaser on TV and social media, and all you can do is complain to your friends about it.
Two Summers from Now
After a while, you had managed to get over Nika. Well, more so over what happened with her.
You'd always have a soft spot for the girl, she saw you and supported you at your worst, and you could never stop loving her because of it.
It was ironic. You were about to head out to Seattle to visit some friends, and Nika was about to get on a plane back to Storrs to see her friends.
At this moment, you broke no contact with her. You sent her a text, hoping she didn't have you blocked, or that she didn't change her number.
You were a little surprised to see an answer from her short after you sent the message. The two of you ended up talking about life, realizing that just maybe, you could be cool with her.
She gave you some advice about Seattle, and you let her know how excited the other UConn girls would be to see her again.
The next few days went by in a blur. You were in Seattle, taking in the scenery, leaning out the window of your hotel and having a drink.
I love you, I'm Sorry
You were still in Seattle. You didn't realize that Nika had messaged your friends, asking what hotel you were at and your room number.
She came back early, and she wanted needed to see you before you left. She wanted to attempt to fix things.
Nika's feelings for you never left. She knew that she reacted badly when you told her what you wanted, and she wasn't sure that she could forgive herself for walking away so easily.
But she at least needed you to know that she still loved you.
At about 10pm that night, there was a knock on your hotel door. You looked over in confusion before getting up from your bed and walking over.
You opened the door, and it was like everything from the past few years came flooding back. "Nika?" You invited her inside. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to say sorry for everything. For the way I reacted back then, I was a dick about it, and you didn't deserver any of it," she said.
You were speechless, so she took it as her que to keep going. "I was the worst, and every time I go for a drive I think about the ones we used to take to clear our heads. I swear, it haunts me-" She cleared her through.
"Nika-" You said, but she cut you off.
"I still love you, I'm sorry." The words fell from her lips so effortlessly, you couldn't help but want to give in and see where it led.
So you did. You caved and rushed up to her, pressing your lips against hers.
It lasted for a few seconds before you rested your forehead against hers. "I love you, and I'm sorry, too."
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bruins game today was fucking awesome… JEREMY SWAYMAN GAVE ME AND @jareaul0ver A PUCK THAT WILL BE IN OUR FUTURE LAKE HOUSE
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me walking into my prob stat final exam (i got a 17.5/104)
Luke, lying through his teeth: We’re feeling pretty confident…
Jack: We are NOT confident
Luke: We are not confident at all
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i agree i agree i agree (when i get an angst request with an unhappy ending i make @jareaul0ver write it for me)
we, as a society, need more happy ending angsts
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NEXT FIC
Hey guys I got two wips rn both smut one for luke one for quinn which one yall want first???
#luke hughes x reader#luke hughes#quinn hughes x reader#quinn hughes#luke hughes smut#quinn hughes smut
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family: “why are you just sitting in ur room smiling at ur phone?”
me who’s been reading smut about fictional characters for the past 6 hours:

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sweet lord above my eyes have been blessed
SWEET JESUS RESTRAIN ME I’M GOING FERAL


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