#arber xhekaj rpf

[swissboyhisch]

The Best Kinda Night

Pairing: Arber Xhekaj x Reader

Summary: Your first time watching Arber play and you get to see the rough side of his job.

Word Count: 1574

Warnings: fighting, mentions of sex related things

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Since meeting Arber at a club after a game one night, the two of you hit it off. The two of you spent the whole night on the dance floor together. Maybe getting a little too handsy in public. After a couple too many drinks, you found yourself waking up in his bed. Arber woke up while you were getting dressed once more, phone held between your shoulder and ear. He protested you leaving and asked you to breakfast. Citing that he was wanting more than a one night stand with such a pretty person.

It had been months since you had had your first date and you were yet to go watch Arber play. Until tonight that is. Tonight he had a game against Arizona at home and you had a glass side ticket. You pulled out the pair of jeans, hoodie and jersey you planned on wearing before jumping into the shower. After spending the afternoon pampering, you made sure you were ready early so you could leave for the stadium and take in the journey.

What he didn’t tell you was that Caitlin, the captain’s girlfriend, would be meeting you at the stadium and sitting next to you so you weren’t alone. Not that it would have bothered you. But he wanted you to have a friend within the team because he knew you were going to be around for a while.

“Hi! You’re Wi-Fi’s girlfriend, yeah?” A blonde greeted you a couple moments after you stepped into the club bar area.

“Uh hi?” You and Arber weren’t public yet so you were very confused as to why she asked you this. She was dressed similarly to you but wearing a jersey with a C patch. Suzuki if you’re correct. “Sorry, who are you?”

The girl smiles, “I’m Caitlin, Nick’s girlfriend. Arber thought it would be a good idea you weren’t sitting by yourself.”

“Oh, that’s exciting. Thanks for agreeing.”

The two of you grabbed a drink from the bar before taking a seat. There was still half an hour until the teams took to the ice for warm-ups. You got to know Caitlin while you two bonded over the drinks. The blonde even introduced you to a couple of the other girls who walked by on their way to their seats.

“Let’s go find our seats. We’re against the glass,” Caitlin suggests when you both had finished your drinks.

Following others through the stadium halls, you find your section and descend the stairs. You made sure to take pictures of everything. Taking in all the bright lights and experience. The two of you were at a perfect spot. Across from the bench and near the penalty box. Or as you like to call it, the sin bin.

“When did you and Arber meet?” The blonde asks.

“Uh, a year ago? Dating for about 7 months.”

“He’s kept you hidden from us!”

You chuckle at the girl’s reaction. “Yeah, we just wanted to get settled and comfortable in our relationship before telling everyone.”

The two of you got to know each other while waiting for the teams to take to the ice for pregame warm ups. At least the chairs were comfier than other stadiums you have been to in the past. You glanced around at the fans around you. People watching. A few Arber jerseys stood out to you. Some Caufield and Suzuki jerseys as well.

“Here they come,” Caitlin spoke up, pointing to the tunnel.

One by one the boys stepped onto the ice and did their laps. Arber came out and skated around, looking around at the fans. He spotted a fan sign with his name on it being held up by a boy no older than 6. Watching the fan interaction was one of the best parts. Arber played paper, scissors, rock with the kid before flicking a puck over the glass and posing for a picture.

“Look who’s skating this way,” Caitlin teases as she waves to Nick standing in front of the girls.

Arber skated towards Nick and bumped him. He then turned his attention to you. The Canadian boy had the biggest smile as he waved like a kid to you. Just like he did for the little boy, he waved the puck then tossed it over the glass. You caught the cold rubber and posed for a picture that Caitlin was more than happy to take for you. Before he skated away to continue warm ups, he put his into a fist as best as he could and put it against the glass. You copied his actions and did a fist bump through the glass.

The fist bump started when you two first started dating. You had always fist bumped your best friend as a goodbye since they weren’t the hugging type. With Arber, the first time you did it was when you were both laying on the couch after your second date. Both of you were to shy to cuddle at the time. But you randomly held out your fist to him. From there it’s a daily occurrence. When it came to games, it fitted into the pregame ritual. He would kiss you goodbye then a fist bump on the way out.

“I like the jersey,” He yelled before giving you a smirk and skating off with his captain to join Caufield not far away.

“He’s so in love with you,” Caitlin pointed out. “I’ve never seen him smile that much. That wide!”

Warm ups went quicker than you’d like and next thing you know the teams skate off again. Now the wait between warm ups and the start of the game. Caitlin grabbed a silver sharpie from her bag and thrusted it towards you.

“You have to write on the puck the date and first Canadiens game.”

You agreed and wrote it on the back of the puck. One to start a collection. Or add to Arber’s puck collection when you moved in together.

The game started and was going smoothly. Kinda. There was some tension building and by the 2nd period you could see that Kassian was aiming at Arber. Wanting to drop the gloves. It wasn’t until a checking incident that Arber decided he had had enough.

“Here we go,” You smirk as Arber and the Arizona player threw their gloves off and grabbed each other. As someone with combat sport training, a fight was entertaining. “Arber’s got this one.”

Kassian’s first punch knocked off Arber’s helmet but he was sure to retaliate with multiple blows, one after the other in quick succession. The Coyotes player dropped to his knees pretty quick, allowing Arber to get some good hits in. Kassian managed to stand up again but didn’t stay on his feet for long. With the coyotes’ jersey in his grasp, Arber took him to the ground. He threw one last punch before the refs managed to pull him off. You watched as your boyfriend smirked at the sight of the player on the ice before skating to the penalty box. He even waved his arms to hype up the crowd who were all cheering by. He looked towards you, a smirk on his face as he chewed on his mouthguard.

“Fucking hell,” you mutter, turned on more than you’d admit to anyone.

“Keep it in your pants,” Caitlin laughs after she hears your muttering.

Arber took his seat in the sin bin and side glanced at you. Another smirk appeared when he noticed the look on your face. He winked at you before turning back to the game.

“Welp I’m gonna have to buy new lingerie after tonight,” You joke (slightly) to Caitlin.

She laughed, understanding the feeling, “it’s the best kinda night after a good, tense game.”

The pair of you laugh before turning back to the game that was playing. The game soon came to an end with a win for the home team. Caitlin showed you down to the family room where people waited for the players to finish changing and the media tasks.

“I’ll introduce you to some of the other girls if you want?”

You shrug, “Sure why not.”

The captain’s partner took you around, introducing you to the older players’ partners. Meeting their kids who were running around the room as well. It definitely filled the waiting time because you feel arms wrap around your waist as you talked to Caitlin and Kirby Dach’s girlfriend.

“Hey,” you grin, turning to see a freshly showered Arber.

He pressed a kiss to your temple. You could see in his eyes what he was thinking about. “Hey baby.”

“I can’t believe you hid her from us!”

“Sorry girls,” he chuckles. “You’ll have her around more but I’m gonna steal her now.”

Caitlin smirks, “don’t break any furniture.”

You blushed but Arber smirked and dragged you away and out of the arena. When you reached his car, he pushed you against the door.

“God you look so good wearing my name on your back.”

You tangle your fingers in his damp hair. Pulling him closer. “Showing everyone who I’m with.”

That snapped the tension. Arber ducked his head and kissed you roughly. He hand slid up your back and cupped the back of your hand from hitting it on the car.

“Let’s take this to yours shall we?”

Arber grinned as he opened the passenger side door for you, “you’re in for a long night baby.”

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[nhlmcfilthy]

Everything we haven't said yet

I have no idea where this came from, but I certainly have *Feeeeeelings* There's definitely a part two, I just haven't gotten there. Will take any and all suggestions though.

Summary: A night in with roommate Arber Xhekaj is full of sexual tension and things heat up when your boyfriend Kaiden Guhle gets home

Word count: 4.5K (this got super long...whoops)

CW: basically just pure filth in the second half. Unprotected sex but it’s safe & consensual. Maybe infidelity if you squint

Pairing: Female reader/Kaiden Guhle/Arber Xhekaj

So, you've been with Kaiden Guhle for years, coming up in the WHL. The two of you are a unit - solid in your relationship, but lately things have been feeling stale. Maybe it's that he's in the NHL and you're in school and you're not making as much time for each other, or maybe things have just become monotonous. You've discussed this a bit, treading lightly, and you both agree you want to shake/spice things up, but you're not sure what. Maybe in the off season you'll get a better chance. Enter Arber Xhekaj. You literally run into him one day while you're on your phone heading to meet Kaiden. You mutter something about him being a tree of a man. He looks at you weird and you're kind of taken aback by his face. Unconventionally handsome, he automatically draws you in.

Kaiden appears behind him and smiles "great, you've met." He explains that Arber is going to be living with you for a bit since he's not sure if he's staying up in the NHL or not. You and Arber end up spending time together in the mornings as Kaiden is an early riser and you and Arber are NOT. You make coffee for each other depending on who is up first. Unlike his play on the ice, he's actually really sweet in person. You're both also nighthawks and you like the same tv shows and movies so Kaiden will sometimes head to bed early and the two of you will stay up talking.

Kaiden is happy that the two of you are getting along, and the three of you often hang out together. You go out for dinner as a group or all go grocery shopping. Arber is really respectful of your relationship with Kaiden, giving the two of you space when you want to have a date night, but he is also just a very affectionate guy, touches your back when he opens a door, curls up on the couch and lets you put your legs up on his lap.

It's been nice having him around, kinda taking the stress off of thinking about your relationship. One night Arber comes home and he's all cut up. Got into a nasty fight. Kaiden has family in town and he's out late with them. You had to study tonight so you bailed on dinner with them. You take one look at Arber and go to the freezer, take out an ice pack and get a tea towel to wrap it up in, leaving it on the counter for him. You head to the bathroom to get the first aid kit, make the coffee (putting just cream in because you know that's how he likes it). He's sitting at the kitchen table, hands ready, and you clean and bandage all his cuts. All of this is done wordlessly, just the hum of the fridge running in the background.

You used to do this all the time for Kaiden when he was in the WHL. He got in way more scraps then. You'd always finish with taking his hands and giving them a kiss, and as you bring Arber's hands down from you mouth, you realized what you've just done. The both of you stare at each other for seconds that feel like hours. He swallows hard and sticks out his chin, a challenging look on his face. "You gonna do that to this one too?" he asks, finally letting go of your hands and bringing one up to his cheek. You match his glare and lean over the table and kiss his cheek lightly over a bruised cut at the top of his cheekbone. He breathes in sharply, you don't know if it's from the kiss, or the buise, or both.

You both sit there, silently staring at your coffee. You finally look up at him, searching, looking for the next move. Who's going to speak first. "What?" he says, grinning sheepishly, like he didn't just ask you to kiss him. "Your face" you say, not sure why, not sure about where this is going. Not sure you want it to be going anywhere. "What about it" he asks, sort of bashfully, looking down. "It's nice” you say, at a loss for words. Really just saying exactly what you're thinking. This moment feels awkward, but honest. He blushes, actually blushes, and sips his coffee. His giant hands pretty much wrap around the whole mug. You can't believe this big bully is just sitting there, blushing like a child.

This is nothing new to you though, this dichotomy. Kaiden plays a really smart, understated game. He's so even keel in real life, but in the bedroom, and if he needs to on the ice, he's a dominating presence. He's aggressive and punishing and intense and you love it. When you see him fight, it gets you so hot and he knows it and always comes home ready to go.

He leaves bruises and bitemarks and you've had to come up with some creative ways to cover up over the years. Things are still passionate between the two of you, that's never a problem, but you both agree something has been missing. You've become complacent.

You've never thought about bringing someone else into your relationship, but Arber already feels like a part of it. An exciting part, something you've maybe been looking for.

You and Arber both start to speak at once and do the "no, you first" dance and eventually you both laugh and some of the tension dissipates. There's still a low level current running, but the surface is calm. "TV?" you suggest, and he nods, grabbing his coffee mug and holding his ice pack to his face. "Whatever you want" he says, and you throw on The Office, which you've both seen a hundred times and feels safe. You grab your coffee mug and make a few trips, dragging your books over to the couch, and make a nest of blankets and pillows. He sits down on the other end of the couch and waits for you to put your legs up on his lap, as usual. The moment heightens again but you put your feet up. He lays an arm across them, hand falling over the top of your ankle. God, his hands are so big.

The both of you settle in and the show lulls you into its story, even though you're still copying notes and Arber is on his phone. About halfway into the first episode, you realize that his thumb is drawing circles over the bony lump on the inside of your ankle and you wonder if he's always done that, or if this is new. Are you only noticing it now because of what happened earlier?

The episode ends and the next one starts. You put your notes away and shuffle around to get comfortable lying down. You move your feet on Arber's lap and he inhales sharply through his teeth and grips your ankle tightly and you go to look over at him questioningly until you realize that your foot has rubbed up against his dick. His boner to be precise. You freeze and he adjusts his position, letting go of your ankle, and you whisper "sorry" at him and he responds with "it's okay" and it's so deep and husky and he coughs and clears his throat and neither of you can look each other in the eye. You both intensely focus on the tv until your heart rate levels and he puts his hand back on your foot, this time lightly massaging inside the arch. God, his hands are good. You wonder what else they'd be good at.

You start to feel guilty sitting there, curled up on the couch with your partner's closest friend and teammate (who's sporting a rock hard dick) running his thumb up and down the arch of your foot, and you're definitely turned on.

You realize you've been feeling these vibes from Arber for a while. Every time you spend time together it's a balance of complete comfort and safety, and also a dangerous edge of attraction. You still call him tree-man from your first interaction and he calls you weird girl, but it's affectionate. You speak about books and things you've read online that Kaiden would never be interested in. He's opened up a whole other side of your personality that no one in hockey would be interested in. He's surprisingly cultured.

You need Kaiden to come home soon or you feel like you'll just be riding this tension forever. The next episode starts and neither of you makes a move to stop it.

Finally about halfway through the next episode, Kaiden come in the door and you both visibly relax. Your shoulders lower and Arber rocks his head back and forth, stretching his neck. Kaiden asks you for some help with the leftovers he's brought home from the restaurant and you get up (raising your feet off Arber's lap with little contact and absolutely no eye contact) and walk over peeking in the boxes "any dessert?" you ask. "Of course baby, there's a cheesecake in there for you." "mmm my favourite" you reply and wait for him to throw his backpack down and put your arms around his neck. He comes in for a quick kiss, but you pull him back in and deepen it. You need something, anything to ease this tension. He makes a surprised sound in his throat as you suck on his bottom lip (which you know drives him crazy) and he puts his arms around your lower back and pulls you in tighter.

It's not weird, per se, for you to make out in front of Arber, but this feels charged. After a quick but heated kiss, Kaiden trails down your neck and bites lightly and you open your eyes and see Arber staring at you. You maintain eye contact as Kaiden hits a sweet spot right above your collarbone and you cry out and Arber swallows and his jaw tenses. He coughs lightly and Kaiden looks up. "Oh sorry buddy, didn't see you there" he says, oblivious to what is occurring between the two of you. "All good bud, I'm just heading out to meet Slaf for a bit, catch you later" you notice he's adjusted himself again as he stands up. He walks away and you stare at his back. You are pretty sure he's aware of your gaze, but you can't stop watching as he walks away. He doesn't look back as he grabs his keys and jacket on his way out.

The door closes and you drag your gaze back to Kaiden, who has taken out a spoon for the cheesecake and has helped himself to a bit. "Hey, that's mine!" you say as you try to grab the spoon before he puts it in his mouth, but he is far too tall for this to be anything more than a failed attempt. You do manage to grab his arm so he half misses his mouth and smears his cheek with cheesecake. "Hah" you say "that's what you get for trying to steal my cheesecake" and you smile. "oh yeah? What are you gonna do about it?" he asks, smiling cheekily and you reach up and pull his face down closer to yours and you drag your tongue up the side of his face, somewhat licking the cheesecake off him, but mostly smearing it further.

He locks eyes with you and your shudder as he says "you better clean that up" in a deep, authoritative voice. You tilt his head to a better angle and gently lick, removing all the cheesecake from his face, take the spoon from his hand and scoop a huge piece from the container into your mouth and moan in approval "mmm delicious" you say wiggling your eyebrows at him.

Kaiden moves in on you and takes the spoon from your hand and lays it on the counter. He crowds you until he pushes you up against the island in the kitchen, arms on either side of you. "You're feisty today. I didn't even get in a fight." You laugh, knowing you'll have to tell him about the tension with Arber but wanting to pick the right moment. Right now, you don't think you could form more words than "want" and "need." Kaiden leans in and his lips graze the shell of your ear. "I don't know what's gotten you all worked up baby, but I can take care of it" he says, biting down your neck again. You just groan and say "please."

"What do you need, baby?" he asks, his hands sliding up your sides and under your sweater. He finds your breasts and this thumbs skim over your nipples over your bra. You let out a whimper and he repeats himself "tell me what you need, baby." You swallow hard and look up into his eyes. "You. I...I need you." He pulls your sweater over your head, leaving you in your bra in the middle of the kitchen. "How do you want me" he asks. You gaze into his eyes, he's so intense during sex, and you love how you completely lose control under him.

You're a pretty competent woman on your own, and your relationship is pretty balanced but in the bedroom you lose all control. He takes over. You tell him what you want and he does it. "Hard and fast" you say, losing yourself in this intense eye contact. He nods and grabs the back of your thighs as you put your arms around his neck and he lifts you onto the counter.

You go to wrap your legs around his waist, but he pulls your legs open and says "patience baby." You let out a sigh on a moan and let go of his neck, bracing your arms behind you and spreading your legs. He leans in and whispers "let's get rid of these now" and a needy moan escapes you. You lift your hips up and he peels off your leggings, still not breaking eye contact. He runs a hand up your leg, and when he gets to your panties, he stops and looks down. "Jesus, baby, you're soaked already" and you just nod and say "need you."

He rubs you through the wet fabric and a throaty moan escapes your lips with his name. "Let’s take care of this for you" he says, kissing down your neck. He moves your hand to your underwear and says "play with yourself while I get undressed. I want to watch you" and your face heats up. You love being watched by him.

His gaze burns into you as he unbuttons his top, pulls it out of his pants, and unbuckles his belt. You slip your hand into your panties and groan at the wetness down there. You've been wet for hours, since you discovered Arber's hard-on, and you can't wait to finally get a release. You take a few deep breaths as Kaiden sheds his pants and walks towards you, boxers starting to tent in the front. You go to wrap your legs around him again, but he still pushes them apart. "No baby, I want to taste you" and he slides his hands down your sides and you lower to your elbows. He peels off your panties and tosses them behind him. He breathes deep as he takes you in, spread before him.

"Kaiden, please" you moan. You feel like you've been turned on for hours and don't know how much longer you can last. He moves his face between your legs and his breath on your centre makes you shiver. He kisses the outside of your thighs and you squirm needing action. A long, high pitched moan comes out of your mouth. He laughs and his breath tickles your pussy and before he can react, he dives in. Tongue in your folds fingers spreading you apart, no hesitation. "Yesss" you exhale, finally getting what you crave. "Mmmm baby you taste so good" he moans into you and you arch into it, feeling a bit of relief. He expertly navigates you, like a car he's read the manual for in detail. This is where the strength of your relationship lies. You know each other so well, there's not need for direction.

Maybe what you're looking for is the surprise. Every time Arber reacted to you today was new and exciting. How different his hands felt than Kaiden's. How his face was a bit scratchier than Kaiden's because of the stubble. The thrill you felt when you accidentally brushed up against him when he was hard on the couch, how tightly he gripped your ankle. All of it new and exciting. Maybe you could have that again.

You groan as Kaiden puts a finger inside you and twists it to the spot you both know is going to get you there fast. His tongue still teases your clit and you're really not going to last long. Your breath is coming in quick and you're mumbling incoherently, mostly just saying "Kaiden" and "baby" and "yes" and he hums in appreciation and curls his fingers in exactly the right place and the combination of the vibrations and him hitting the spot makes you yell out. It's almost guttural, you don't think you've ever moaned like that before. You've just been on such a low grade turn on all evening that this release feels spectacularly good. Kaiden kisses your thighs as you ride his fingers and come down.

He looks at you sort of quizzically. He's never heard you make that particular noise either. You take his face in your hands and just say "so good to me, baby" and you hold each other's gaze for the next few minutes.

He leans down to kiss you gently. It's restrained, you can tell. He wants more, but knows that this is your moment...for now. "Be right back" he says, a deep husk to his voice.

He's so understatedly strong. Lean, muscular. You watch him walk away, still half orgasm drunk, appreciating all the muscles on his back and legs. And of course, his ass. The material on his boxes is being pulled by his erection, and it perfectly highlights his round ass.

He comes back with a warm, wet face cloth to clean you up, kissing your legs while he does. You gather your clothes scattered in the kitchen and walk to the bedroom. You look over your shoulder and see him staring at you, dark promise behind his eyes. "You coming baby?" you ask. "I mean, I hope so, you already have" you giggle and he stalks towards you. You playfully run to the room and throw your clothes aside, only beating him there by seconds.

He grabs you from behind and pulls you into him, one hand over your stomach and the other sliding up to your neck. "Mmmm" he moans into your ear "so naughty tonight, getting eaten out right there in the kitchen." You feel so relaxed now, one orgasm in, and you press yourself back against him. "What are you gonna do about it? you ask, slowly grinding your ass against him. "I think" he says, grabbing your hips and pushing you towards the bed. "I’m going to take you from behind." He slides an arm up your back and shoves you down.

You go, willingly, crawling onto the bed, and you feel him follow behind you. You feel all charged up again, ready for round two.

"God, you're so hot like this" he says, running a hand up your back, the other one grabs your ass and slides a thumb between your two, round cheeks. You arch your back and lean into him, already over this teasing and just wanting to go again. "Mmm so needy for me, aren't you baby." You feel his hand leave your ass and you wait for the slap you know is coming. It connects with a hard CLAP and you moan, pressing further back. "So fucking naughty baby. God you love it, don't you" he says running his hand over the stinging surface, but you know another one is coming.

He connects again, harder this time, and you grip the sheets as the sting wears down. This time he brings his mouth up to soothe you. His hot tongue, tracing the round of your ass. Soft, warm comfort.

"Kaiden, baby, please" you cry. You're already soaking again. You're feeling insatiable tonight, but you know he'll take care of you.

"What do you want, baby? Tell me how you want it."

"Like this" you say "hard, fast, make me cum like this" you say, feeling him move around.

You stopped using condoms a while ago. You're on birth control and you had both been tested. You trust each other. The first night Kaiden came inside you, it was intense. He came so fast and so hard and just stared at your pussy afterwards - watching his release leak out from you.

He surprises you by pushing your legs further apart and you groan as he runs a finger along your folds, pouring himself over your body. "So wet again, did I not satisfy you the first time?" he asks and you can hear his grin. He knows full well how loud you moaned as you came on the kitchen island. "So good, baby, want more." He circles your clit lightly and you feel yourself light up. You tense all over and he runs a hand down your back "Shhh, baby, I'm gonna make you feel so good" he says as he guides himself inside you.

He slides inside you slowly, but you know he won't be taking his time for much longer. He stops when he's fully inside you, pushing you forward so you feel his full length. His dick isn't particularly thick, it's just very long. Fills you up completely. As he pushes your hips forward, you moan, grabbing a pillow to bury your face in it.

"You ready baby? You said hard and fast, you still want it?" You nod into the pillow, but he doesn't move. "Tell me. Tell me you want it" he says, his grip tightening on your hips. You moan loudly. "Use our words" you can feel the restraint in his voice, he's ready to lose it and you can't wait anymore. "Yes, baby, fuck me, please. Hard. I'm" you swallow hard, anticipating what's to come "I'm ready." You barely finish saying it before he's fully pulled out of you and slamming back in.

Hard thrusts inside you bring out a guttural moan from your lips. "That's right, baby. You love it. You love it when I fuck you hard from behind, don't you. You love taking all this dick like a good little girl." Your eyes roll back. He knows how much you love being called a good girl. It used to embarrass you, but with Kaiden, you know he loves talking to you like this.

The room is silent, all you hear is your body, slapping against his. He thrusts inside a few more times, and then stops, buried deep and groans loudly. "Fuck' he drags the sound out. "So fucking tight." He leans over your back and bites your neck. "Is this what you needed baby? Is this what you want?" "Yes" you exhale deeply.

"God, you're so fucking hot like this, taking me so rough" he starts bucking into you again, somehow even harder than before, your whole body moving with the impact. He's still poured over you, but he's so tall, his body is so long, that he can still take you like this. It's like the two of you are connected, moving as one.

He raises himself up again, running a hand up your back and grabbing a handful of your hair. You arch back into it, letting him control, somehow finding a deeper angle. "Kaiden" you moan.

He's found a hard, punishing rhythm now, and you lean into it, backing into him as hard as he's giving it to you. He groans with a few thrusts, appreciating your effort.

He lets go of your hair and your face falls back into the pillow. You can feel him losing his grip of control. He's not going to last much longer.

His angle adjusts again and then you feel his palm connect with your backside again. Not as hard as before, he can't get that great an angle like this, but it still stings. You cry out "yes, Kaiden, yes, just like that."

"You close baby?" he asks, barely disguising how close he's getting. His voice is deep and rough, and you can hear his breathing speeding up. "Yes, please, touch me" you say, breathlessly and his fingers find your clit immediately.

Somehow his touch is soft, even though he's pounding into you. He strokes softly, if not incredibly accurately, but this is like a game of Russian roulette. You never know when he's going to hit the spot that's like fireworks inside you. He's come close a few times and you're clenching so hard around him, you feel his grip on your hip tighten as he hits the spot at the right time and you feel a snap inside.

He groans as you grip him tightly and you can feel him start to release inside you, quick uncontrolled thrusts as he cries out your name, still stroking you through orgasm. The two of you wind together, slowing your pace, taking and giving everything you have. He pours himself over you, breathing heavily in your ear.

"Sorry, I'll move in a second" he says between breaths. "S'ok, I like it" you say, relishing in his weight on top of you. He does eventually move, bringing you another warm cloth to clean up, and takes care of himself too.

The two of you go through the motions of getting ready for bed. He pulls you close under the covers and you fall asleep pressed up against his chest, his heartbeat a calming rhythm.

Your eyes suddenly open and it's pitch dark. You're not sure what's woken you up until you hear the front door close. Arber is home.

You have this strange urge to go out there and see him. Touch his face, run your hands over his chest. Kiss him. And do what then? You meant to talk to Kaiden about it, after, but he really wore you out tonight, and you were pretty exhausted from all the tension.

You lie in bed, listening to Arber move around, open the fridge, he's probably going through your leftovers now. You smile, just knowing he's there. Safe. With you and Kaiden. You fall back asleep and dream about him coming into the room and falling asleep with you and Kaiden. The three of you. Part two coming..?

[adelphenium]

Hello beautiful artist who has spoiled this fandom completely in a matter of weeks.

If you ever drew arber xhekaj and juraj slafkovsky , I know a lot of ppl wouldn’t be mad at it 😏

Even if you don’t, just know your work and the amount you give back is still soooo appreciated 🩷🩷🥳🥳

hello and thank you for your lovely words!! i've been having such a nice time in hockey fandom space and it really motivates me to do more of what i love :,)

i must admit that i have 0 knowledge abt the habs, but i saw arber xhekaj and i just . his pure gender is so compelling......

tysm for the req! 💗💗

[hockeyboysimagines]

hi!! Can you do romance prompt for Arber #9 “However many years we have left, I want to spend them all with you.”

you write him so sweet🥹thanks in advance I can’t wait to read it!

Thanks for this anon! Enjoy🤍

“Hey babe? What do you want for your birthday this year?” Arber asked from behind the laptop. You would be turning 20 next month, thankfully on a weekend free of games and practices. It gave him a free and open 4 days to cram everything celebratory he could think of for his favorite girl. You deserved it and now that he knew how unserious you thought of your birthday, he wasn’t going to let you get away easy. He’s gasped and nearly had a hissy when he found out you didn’t celebrate and hadn’t for a long time, scoffing at the suggestion that you continue with that theme. “Uh. No.” He said holding up a hand to silence you “We’re celebrating your birthday.”

“Nothing.”

He rolled his eyes and shook his head “Come on. Don’t be like that. I can’t take you out at midnight, so you have to let me get you something or throw a party.”

You leaned around the doorframe from where you were folding laundry to smile mischievously “Even if I was old enough, you would take me out where? You barely make it past 8pm every night.”

You weren’t wrong.

It wasn’t uncommon for Arber to suggest watching a movie only for him to asleep within the first ten minutes of it. He still glared at you either way. You were always giving him shit for the gap between your ages, though it wasn’t huge. Arber however felt most days like he was 80 years old, and being held together with screws and tape. So while he was only 4 years older, the constant beating his body took made the gap seem wider.

“What are you saying?” He turned completely around.

“I’m saying there’s no way you’d be able to party till all hours. Midnight is way past your bedtime.”

His mouth fell open “What did you just say to me?”

“You heard me. Old man.”

You immediately regretted it because the ‘Old Man’ in question was out of his chair and across the room before you even had time to scream. In one swoop he had you airborne and then on the bed with a squeal with an “OOF.” As you landed and bounced.

“Take it back.” He said fingers digging in to your sides.

You screeched and started to kick“Never.”

An all out wrestling war had started and you were losing until you heard a loud crack.

He shot straight up eyes squeezing shut “Oh Jesus!” He yelled, chuckling as he held his lower back.

“Careful grandpa.” You gasped out as you started laughing “You don’t wanna slip a disk.”

“You-“ but you had already slid out from under him and made to run before he caught you again and pulled you down on top of him.

“Okay okay you win. You win. Oh god, I think I threw my back out.”

You started laughing and took a deep breath attempting to untangle yourself and sit upright to straddle him “So when you kick it are you gonna leave me all your stuff?”

He made a face and closed his eyes “You say the sweetest things to me.”

You gave a little giggle and reached a hand forward to rub his shoulders. He closed his eyes and groaned head falling to the side “Oh my gosh that feels fucking phenomenal.”

“Your pretty beat up here.” You said tracing a finger over the scar from his shoulder operation and the scattered bruises from the game yesterday “How many good years do you think you have left?” He smiled and let out a low chuckle, eyes still closed and rested a hand on either side of your hips.

“However many years I have left, I want to spend them all with you.” A bunch of tiny butterflies started flitting around in your stomach and you smiled very slowly as he peeked at you out of one eye “Pretty smooth eh?”

“For a guy who’s almost halfway to 50 it wasn’t bad.”

He gave your hips a squeeze “Just promise me one thing. If there’s ever a time when I can’t get it up put me out of my misery.”

You gave him a smack and then a kiss.

“Deal.”

[ryangravytrain]

Don't know abt the musical but love love loooove the novel. Tell me all your thoughts! Is it like Quinn=Darry, Jack=Sodapop, Luke=Ponyboy or different? And who are Dally and Johnny?

Omg the soundtrack for the musical came out last week and it's all I can listen to! Johnny and Ponyboy have two love songs that they sing to each other!!!

Anyways yesss, Quinn as Darry cause eldest child syndrome. Jack as Sodapop cause he's a flirt with hidden insecurities, and Luke as Ponyboy with his whole "there's got to be more to this world" ideas.

For Dally I would say an Arber Xhekaj, a tough guy with a tragic backstory and a heart of gold who just wants to survive.

As for Johnny, that's where I'm having trouble. We need a guy who is...for lack of a better word, pathetic. I was thinking maybe Kailer Yamamoto, a guy no one hates and is a bright light.

There's so many options!!! I've got to reread the novel, it's been a minute.

[crosschecker]

Hello! Wrote some stuff, uhhh check it out if you feel like it! ‘Guard dog with a death wish’ by crosschecker on AO3😁

[avengedearth]

How is my docs gonna tell me Caufield is spelled wrong, but not even bother to underline Xhekaj?

[timeacola]

wrote a trans arber fic because i’m insane YEEHAW

[jimothystu]

rating: mature pairing: juraj slafkovsky/arber xhekaj summary: juraj just really wants to give arber a birthday blowjob

hello, hi, i wrote a 2072/xhekovsky fic for arber's birthday!! thank you so much @donttelltheelff for helping me with this <33

also, think i've decided my ship fics will just be posted on ao3, unless they're short drabbles or sth

tag list: @zackcollins @lam-ila @elvisparklewriting @jamiedryssdale

[ao3feed-hockey]

The Prince and His Dog

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/girZfHs

by nordalanche

“Is he a barbarian?” Juraj asks when he first catches sight of the man.

“No, Juraj. He’s your new guard,” his mom answers with an exasperated sigh.

“He looks like a barbarian,” Juraj snarks. And, in the dim light of the throne room, the man really does. He’s tall, taller than Juraj, even, and has thick, long dark hair that dusts his shoulders. It covers his face, too, from nose to chin in a way Juraj has yet to master. The bulk of the man’s shoulders and thighs is impressive and muscular. He’s shaped like a horse and, though young in the eyes, is firmly a man.

Words: 3041, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Men's Hockey RPF

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Juraj Slafkovsky, Arber Xhekaj, Filip Mesar

Relationships: Juraj Slafkovsky/Arber Xhekaj

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Medieval, Royalty, Knight Arber, Protectiveness

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/girZfHs

[adelphenium]

Hi!!! I just wanted to say how much I love the pawkey series and was wondering if you could draw attack dog (or wolf 🤔) Arber Xhekaj! Sorry, I really can't come up with a canine related pun... word play isn't my strong suit 😅

As always I love love every single one of your drawings and if you don't feel like doing this no stress! 🩷

ooh, how 'bout arfur xhekaj! guard dog who's always ready 2 rumble :)⚡

[nhlmcfilthy]

Working on something with Kaiden Guhle and Arber Xhekaj, cause why choose?

[hockeyboysimagines]

Can you write smut prompt 10: “Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of you.” With Arber?

also. Any chance we get something longer for him? Like a one shot or your usual 10 chapters?

My first Arber prompt and I’m SCREECHING. Thanks anon.

To answer your question yes, there will be a full 10 chapters for Arber coming soon…I hope. I have some other projects to finish up. Can’t justify posting something new right now. I hope you like this!

“Is it me? Am I the problem?”

Arber made a face and scoffed “What? No. Your boyfriend is an asshole that’s the problem.”

You let your head fall back on to the cushions of his sofa. Your relationship sucked, there was no other way to put it. It was a revolving door of arguments, storming out of the house, and returning to do it all over again. You had liked him once, but it was getting really old really quick and you had about had enough. Arber had been a saint, listening to you whine and moan constantly, but he always sided with you, and would have even if you’d been wrong. He had never liked your boyfriend, insisting he wasn’t good enough for you and that you should drop him on his ass.

He’d also offered to punch him.

“You need to start listening to me. I know what I’m talking about.” He tipped the beer bottle at you and then leaned back, brushing the hair off his forehead.

“I just don’t get it. Like what’s this guy want from me?” You stood and walked to the trash to throw your empty beer bottle away and glanced at him over your shoulder. He was watching you walk, eyes moving down your legs and back up before he met your eyes and cleared his throat.

“Beats me. He’s already dating out of his league. He could at least show his appreciation.” He mumbled.

“I-what?” You paused and turned to look at him confused, eyebrows knitting together.

He rolled his eyes and let out a small laugh “Oh come on. Don’t be coy. You know you’re hot.” You watched as he stood, eyes catching yours, as he rounded the couch.

“I mean I don’t but.” It was true. Your self esteem had never been overly high, and this mental manipulation had fucked you up over the last year. You had been gaslit into thinking you were the one in the wrong no matter how many people, Arber included, told you that you weren’t.

“That’s cuz that idiot you’re dating doesn’t tell you enough. If you were my girl I’d be showing you all the time.” He said taking a step forward.

“Oh yeah? How?” You felt a littler jitter of nerves ans butterflies as he moved slowly across the room, eyes on you like a cat stalking its prey.

“You deserve to be told all the great things about you. To be told you’re beautiful, and hot. To be told your ass looks phenomenal in those pants.” He was close to you now, enough that you could reach out to touch him. The butterflies were now bouncing around your insides and he knew it “Just tell me to stop if you want me to stop.” He reached a hand forward to push a lock of hair away from your face.

You shook your head, eyes moving to his mouth and back up before he pressed you up against the counter kissing you heavily.

It had been a long time since you were kissed like that, and it sent an immediate heat between your legs.

“You should always be kissed that way.” He said when he pulled away from you. His hands were resting low on your hips, breath hot on your face.

“What else?” You whispered, running a hand up his arm.

“You deserve great sex.”

In one swift movement he was carrying you out of his kitchen and into his room, yanking his shirt over his head and helping you out of your clothing. Your breath was heaving and you shivered in anticipation as he stepped out of his boxers and hovered over you, slotting himself in between your legs. He leaned forward, lips moving across your jaw before the moved down your neck.

“Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of you.” He said lowly against your ear, as he pushed inside. Everything about Arber was thick, muscle rolling under his skin as he moved above you, a thin sheen of sweat appearing on both of you. If you hadn’t been totally enthralled with what was happening you would have been smacking yourself in the face for going all this time without this. And then he was kissing you, tongue moving against yours in a way you had never felt before.

You had been missing out.

Arber very gently, but firmly wrapped one large hand around your neck squeezing slightly, splaying the other hand across your hip.

“Arber I-“

“Shhhhhh. Hang on-“

He pulled out suddenly and flipped you over, pulling your hips up to meet his before he pushed inside. You gasped and let out a tiny scream as he wrapped your hair around his hand and gave another rough thrust.

“Ohmygod.” He slid one hand across your lower back, and pushed in harder and faster each time. Your knees were aching and your body felt like it was on fire, but it felt fucking fantastic and you never wanted it to end.

But it did. And it ended with an earth shaking, swing from the chandeliers orgasm you never thought you’d have.

“Now that’s what you deserve.” He said breathlessly as he landed on the bed with a squeak next to you. You gave a breathy laugh and leaned forward to kiss him before you whispered “How about I show you what you deserve.”

[jimothystu]

another end of season fic - this one for xhekovsky!!

[jimothystu]

hi i posted 2072 angst :) i also changed my ao3 user to xhekovsky bc these two have a chokehold on me :D

tag list: @zackcollins @donttelltheelff @elvisparklewriting @lam-ila @jamiedryssdale

[jimothystu]

Top Ten Fic Game! share your top [10*] fics by Kudos! drop the links so people can read them! bonus: do you agree or disagree with the readers on these being in your top 10? tag some homies who might want to do it too!

thank you @milf-arteta!!

10 better than in my dreams [cole caufield/nick suzuki]

agree/disagree?

this is one of my personal favourites, so i'd say i agree that it's one of my better ones. though i feel like more of my recent ones are better in general re the writing style, the plot, etc.

9 later [juraj slafkovsky/arber xhekaj]

agree/disagree?

oh yes. this was my first xhekovsky fic and i fucking love it lmao. it was so much fun to write and also @donttelltheelff helped me with it so that made it extra fun. idk i also just enjoyed the like, not quite edging but the teasing of them almost getting time to be alone together but things keep coming up. but they do, eventually, get their alone time in the second chapter lmao.

8 you're my instinct [auston matthews/mitch marner]

agree/disagree?

meh. this was one of my first hockey rpfs i think, and maybe the first one i wrote for 1634 so i don't feel like it's my best work.

7 they're not glass slippers but they're close enough [tim stutzle/brady tkachuk]

agree/disagree?

i love me some crack mixed with more serious stuff, and this has pretty much everything - crack/fun, smut, and fluff. i also just find the idea (shoutout to @may-the-puck-be-with-you) to be hilarious - timmy seducing brady with crocs lmfao.

6 the bitterness upon your lips [juraj slafkovsky/arber xhekaj]

agree/disagree?

i am a sucker for angst. writing and reading, and i also like how i was able to have various hab players in it, not just slaf and arber. and it was fun to play with the jordy/arber roommate thing a bit!!

5 paper thin walls [auston matthews/mitch marner]

agree/disagree? neutral

i liked the idea i had for it (4 times auston heard mitch through the walls + 1 time he joined him) and it was fun to write for the most part, but idk reading it now i'm not super proud of the way it was written ig, or i feel like i should've added more maybe

4 the secret truth off your numb lips [tim stutzle/brady tkachuk] ignore the title similarity to number 6 i named it without remembering and then just couldn't think of anything better

agree/disagree? neutral

this originally went down a different path and was going to be pretty angsty, but i changed the second half of it and while i do like how it turned out and i liked writing it etc etc part of me still wishes i had finished the angst part. but i did save the angst i'd written so i'll probably write a different fic around it

3 don't break the dam or you might drown in the current [tim stutzle/brady tkachuk]

agree/disagree

this fic. this 12k fic. this is one of my favourite fics i've written. it was very self indulgent and i 1000% projected onto brady so that in and of itself was therapeutic lol. but i'm also just really proud of how i wrote the emotions and how i conveyed everything. and how i was able to write so much!! it's the longest fic i've written to date

2 intoxicated [tim stutzle/brady tkachuk]

agree/disagree

hell yeah i love this fic. writing it was so much fun and i do go back and read it (bc if i don't want to read my own work then why bother writing it). it was just some dumb idea i had one night while trying to get to sleep and it turned into a crack/fluff piece that i enjoy a lot

1 je t'aime [thomas chabot/josh norris]

agree/disagree

okay this is also one of my favourite fics i've written. chabby and josh grabbed me by the throat and i just had to write something about them. i'm actually shocked and really happy that this is my top fic because i didn't think there'd be that many people who'd want to read about this rare pair! but i love it, and i am tempted to make a part 2 at some point!

tagging @saintknightcowboys and any other writers who'd like to do this!!