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chukys-mouthguard · 1 month ago

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look but don’t touch

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featuring -> arber xhekaj x female reader (florian xhekaj also included)

genre -> angst, fluff, suggested smut - bar fight with protective arber standing up for his girlfriend when a drunk man tries hitting on her

note -> not proofread, been trying to get this posted for daysss, and wanted something up for y’all since it’s been a bit :)

The evening's plans weren’t anything crazy; a night out at the bar with Arber, Florian joining as he was still in Montreal competing for a possible roster spot. The opportunity to hangout with Arber and Florian was never one you’d turn down, as Florian had become your best friend next to his brother of course. Plus, anytime you got the two Xhekaj boys together you were surely in for an exciting night.

“Now boys, let’s just keep this a peaceful night out okay?”

You had each of the boys on your arms, joking as nights out with them usually resulted in some sort of drama. Both of them rolled their eyes as they reassured you that all the previous times weren’t their fault, because why would they ever admit to starting a fight? Only ever admitting to finishing them.

The bar was one you and Arber frequented, liking that he wasn’t usually recognized and you were able to enjoy a night out without loads of fans crowding him. Florian, being a younger guy in the organization, didn't have much of a following, so he passed as just another average Joe among the crowd of people. Though sometimes you wished they’d get recognized a bit more to get some free drinks out of it to lessen the hurt when you checked your tab at the end of the night. But if you had to weigh the pros and cons, you would choose them not being recognized over free drinks any day.

It gave you the freedom to dance with Arber and do as much PDA as you pleased. Not having to worry about cameras in your faces or people running to Twitter to share things about the two of you.

Arber ordered the first round of drinks, he and Florian both opting for beer while you preferred your go-to Tito’s and lemonade. Which Arber made sure to get with light ice and a slice of lemon, exactly how you liked it.

“Thank you baby.”

You smiled up at him as you traded him your card for the drink, the usual routine for nights out when Arber didn’t want to be recognized. He’d always pay you back for whatever the tab was the next day, but some nights he just preferred to avoid the chance of the bartender looking at his card and recognizing his name.

“Promise we won’t go too crazy tonight sweetheart.”

Arber smiled as he kissed your head, his hand lightly tapping against your ass playfully as you just shrugged sipping your drink.

The three of you found a high top table off to the back of the bar, enjoying people watching and just enjoying your drinks. Never being dance floor people when it was the three of you, especially considering Arber and Florian were brothers. The last thing you wanted was to be grinding on Arber while staring Florian in the face.

“Arber, your fight is getting ready to start.”

Florian gestured towards one of the flatscreens hung behind the bar. A UFC fight that Arber had been looking forward to all week long was being previewed. He smiled from ear to ear as they showed his choice to win getting ready to head to the ring.

“That’s my boy, he’s gonna win by a knockout. I’m calling it now.”

Bringing his beer to his lips you just shook your head, never much of a UFC fan, though you’d watch occasionally along with Arber.

As you finished off your first drink, your eyes went wide as you heard a familiar song begin to blare through the speakers.

“Florian, you’re kidding, we have to.”

Turning to Florian, his beer bottle frozen against his lips, you smiled like a fool as you waited for him to realize what was playing.

“Oh my god, no way. Let’s go!”

Florian chugged the rest of his beer before he took your hand, following you through the crowd as you found a spot for the two of you.

Charli xcx’s 360 was blasting throughout the bar, a change of pace from the typical music they played, but you and Florian didn’t mind. The song being one the two of you constantly sang together and were obsessed with. Arber simply watching was a smile as he laughed at how ridiculous the two of you were.

He’d never had to question Florian with you, knowing that your relationship was strictly friendly. If ever just the two of you, Florian even would act as your boyfriend to keep you safe from any drunk idiots that would try to have their way with you. So Arber didn’t bat an eye when your hands held his or your arm wrapped around his neck as you jumped up and down to the beat. Knowing it meant nothing, recognizing you were safe with his brother, he headed to find a seat at the bar to watch the UFC fight.

The song had come to an end and you were in desperate need of a drink, Florian staying behind to chat someone up on the floor.

“Tito’s and lemonade please.”

You smiled at the bartender as you found a spot comfortably next to Arber, seeing his eyes fixated on the UFC fight, but his hand lightly grazed yours to acknowledge you next to him.

“Can I get that for you?”

Your smile faded as you looked to your right, a drunken man smiling from behind his beer bottle as he gestured towards your glass.

“No, it’s okay. Honest.”

He chuckled as he scooted closer to you, glancing over his shoulder before he leaned in to whisper to you.

“You know, I saw you on the dance floor. And I think you really should find yourself an older man. That boy surely doesn’t know how to please you.”

Now you were the one laughing, knowing he’d meant Florian. The man clearly oblivious to the fact of who your boyfriend actually was, because if he knew he wouldn’t dare make a move on you.

“Trust me, you don’t want to go there, okay?”

“What, that punk is gonna do something? He probably couldn’t even land a punch. Get you a real man who can actually defend you baby girl.”

Shaking your head you glanced towards Arber, his eyes focused on the UFC fight but his jaw was clenched. Letting you know that he had overheard everything, but so far he felt you were handling your own.

“I’m just warning you, making comments like that, it’s not gonna end well for you.”

“What’s that punk gonna do about it huh?”

The man leaned in, his hand reaching for yours as his face was inches from you. The smell of alcohol on his breath repulsed you as you leaned back. Arber immediately turned to catch the moment, an arm wrapped around your waist as he pulled you into his chest.

“He’s not gonna do shit, but I will, how about that? You feeling tough now, big guy?”

A slight smile came across your lips as you could see the regretful look on the drunken man’s face as he realized he’d likely bit off more than he could chew.

“Hiding behind your girl huh? Very big of you. You weren’t opposed to sharing her on the dance floor, how about sharing her with me for the night. I promise I won’t bite, unless she likes that.”

A disgusting smirk came across the man’s lips as he reached out to tuck some hair behind your ear, Arber immediately standing up as he moved you behind him. Florian running from across the bar as he’d caught the tail end of things, making sure you were okay before he’d joined Arber. The two of them staring down the drunken man and his friends.

“Don’t you fucking touch her. I’ll put you on your ass in front of everyone in this bar and show them what a fucking loser you are.”

“You and your little sidekick here?”

The guy chuckled, looking at Florian and immediately underestimating him as he looked like an eighteen year old that you’d dragged along to be your designated driver.

“What’s the deal here huh? You guys both banging her? Or does he do the work and you just watch?”

Before Florian could spew his comeback, Arber’s fist connected with the drunken man’s jaw. Sending him stumbling into the arms of his friends as he grabbed at his face.

“God dammit Arber.”

Florian rolled his eyes, wishing that Arber would’ve left things alone. You tried to reach for Arber and pull him away, the last thing either of these boys needed was to get in trouble for a bar fight. That surely would jeopardize a roster spot for them.

But before you could get Arber’s attention, one of the drunken man’s friends sent Florian stumbling to the ground with a right hook.

“Fuck.”

You cursed to yourself as you knew things would surely be escalating from here, Arber never one to back down from a fight. Especially when Florian was involved. He didn’t even bother looking at his brother, knowing he’d get back to his feet and be fine, he’d taken worse punches in his day.

You kept your distance, not wanting to get in the middle as Arber grabbed the drunken man by his shirt, landing a right hook as the man’s friends tried to get in on the action. Florian quickly stepped in and pulled them off of Arber as you watched security quickly making their way over towards the chaos.

“Florian, grab him, we gotta go. Now!”

Florian wrapped his arms around Arber’s, pinning them behind his back as he pulled him away from the group of drunken men. The three of you heading for the door before security could get close enough to identify you, disappearing into the crowd as they had turned their attention to the men left bloody at the bar.

While you appreciated Arber standing up for you, it was a series of events you knew could’ve and should’ve been avoided. The idea of him and Florian jeopardizing their positions with the team because of a dumb bar fight was something you hoped wouldn’t become a reality. Hopefully you’d left the bar before anyone was able to identify the boys or worse take any photos or videos of the altercation.

The drive back to you and Arber’s shared apartment was quiet. Florian lectured Arber a bit which was an interesting change of pace, simply telling him he can’t be so impulsive, regardless if the guy was out of line or not. You knew you didn’t have to say anything to either of them, but you’d still take the opportunity to give Arber your two cents when you were alone at home. Which he was trying to calm himself down for so that he didn’t blow up on you or impulsively react negatively towards you.

“Alright, ice that hand a bit. Try to clean up as best you can, coach is surely gonna ask about that tomorrow. Y/n, you have my permission to give him hell in there.”

You laughed as you rolled your eyes, climbing from the back seat of Florian’s truck as you wrapped an arm around Arber’s.

“How about you worry about hiding your black and blue jaw Florian? Good night!”

You smiled at him as you pulled Arber towards the doors of your apartment building. His expression was anything but amused, his pulse still beating a bit fast as he was trying to relax but the whole event had him furious.

The ride in the elevator was quiet, his hand holding tight to yours as his thumb traced circles over your skin. Usually the only thing he could muster when he was angry, never able to be cold towards you completely.

He headed right for the bathroom once inside the door, knowing you’d follow and pull out a first aid kit to assess the damage while also giving him shit. But he never took offense, he knew it was wrong to be getting in bar fights, no matter if he thought it was warranted or not.

“So, we’ve got cut up bloody knuckles. A nice black eye forming here, a slight cut lip. I’d say it’s not the worst I’ve seen you walk away with.”

A soft smile appeared on your lips as you began to dig through the first aid kit. Arber watched you as he clenched his fist, trying to ignore the pain he felt. His anger finally subsided, an apologetic look in his eyes and you looked up at him. Your hand moving to tilt his face away from you as you cleaned up his lip.

“I’m sorry, I know you’re mad.”

You sighed as you shook your head, digging back through the kit as you turned your attention to his hand.

“I’m not mad Arber, I just don’t think you two needed to get wrapped up in something like that. I mean, you have to set an example for Florian. And bar fights, that’s an easy way for you to lose your spot and for him to earn a bad reputation right out of the gate. I just, I need you to think before you throw a punch next time.”

Arber winced as you cleaned his knuckles, trying to maintain his tough guy image despite the pressure against his cut up skin with the alcohol soaked gauze.

“You want me to just sit back while a guy disrespects you like that? Puts his hands on you? Fuck that. He opened his mouth so I had to put him in his place.”

His frustration began to slightly build up once more, replaying the words spoken by the man in his head along with the image of him touching you. Arber took a deep breath as he knew it was no use getting worked up over it all again.

“Or, you could’ve simply given him your two cents, and walked away. Because now how are you and Florian going to explain these bruises to the coaches tomorrow? You two fought each other drunk?”

He watched as you packed up the first aid kit with a sigh, his hand moving to tuck some hair behind your ear behind caressing your cheek.

“I’m sorry, I know you were trying to stop things from getting to that point tonight. I just can’t help that I love you so much. The sight of another man touching you, or hearing them talk to you like that asshole did, just made my blood boil.”

Your eyes shifted from the first aid kit to meet Arber’s, seeing the apologetic look in his eyes as he smiled softly.

“I’m happy to know you love me so much you’d fight someone for me, but as much as I like the sight of you a little roughed up, I prefer you without a scratch on you babe.”

Your hands tangled in his hair as you moved to stand between his thighs while he sat on the edge of the bathtub.

“Oh come on, you love me with my battle scars.”

His hands slid up your thighs, resting on your ass as he playfully smacked it, biting his lip as he stared up at you.

“Mmm, I do love them. Except they make it a little hard to kiss you when your lip is busted.”

Arber licked his lip, gauging the size of the wound with his tongue.

“I think we could manage not to make it any worse. Plus, I think I deserve a little thank you for being your knight in shining armor tonight don’t you think?”

You rolled your eyes as you shook your head, Arber’s hands moving from your ass to your hips as his fingers dipped below the hem of your shirt to tickle your skin.

“You sure you don’t want to call Florian? Since apparently you guys share me?”

You laughed as you headed into your shared bedroom, discarding your top before climbing onto the bed. Arber playfully gagged as he followed behind you, one hand caressing your cheek as he kissed you, the other working on the button and zipper of your jeans.

“Baby, if you’re trying to turn me on, don’t ever fucking mention my brother getting to do anything sexual with you. We both know I’d never share you with anyone let alone my brother.”

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slafgoalskybaby · 2 months ago

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Baby sheriff 🤝 big sheriff fighting in rookie games

#nhl #baby habs #montreal canadiens #habs #arber xhekaj #florian xhekaj

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uluvjay · 4 months ago

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Kisses-F. Xhekaj

Florian Xhekaj x fem! Reader

In which tik tok gives you an idea on how to reveal your feelings to your best friend.

Warnings?; fluff, kissing, talks of anxiety and emotions, self doubt, light cursing, possibly some errors.

Your knee bounced the whole ride to the waterside restaurant, body raked with anxiety and anticipation as you thought about all of the outcomes that could come from your brilliant idea.

What idea you ask? Kissing Florian after getting him to make a tik tok with you.

You’d seen a girl do it with her boy best friend that she’d been secretly in love with for years, tricking him into thinking they were making a simple tik tok and then pulling him into a kiss.

The boy had returned her kiss and they ended up getting together, and you hoped for the same outcome for yourself and Florian.

You two had been best friends since kindergarten and you’d been hiding your feelings for the boy for the past few years.

Friends and family had teased the two of you religiously about getting together and how cute you would be as a couple but every time the topic got brought up Florian would just blush and shake his head, you always following his lead.

Realizing the car had came to a stop you shook yourself from your thoughts, jumping when you felt a hand on your shoulder.

“You good?” You heard the soft voice of one of Florian’s sisters ask from her spot beside you in the back seat.

“Yeah, just zoned out for a second.” You smiled but you could tell she didn’t believe you for a second.

However she thankfully let it go and slid out of the backseat with you following closely behind, stepping out onto the pavement of the parking lot you shut the door behind you.

Turning you collided with a hard chest, strong hands dropping to your waist to catch you before you could stumble backwards.

“Be careful.” Florian’s soft laugh floated between you two, looking up your eyes met his soft blue ones, his freshly cut hair scraping his forehead as his chain poked out over his black t shirt.

“If someone wouldn’t have been in my way I wouldn’t have stumbled.” You teased, playfully swatting his chest.

“Don’t go blaming me for your clumsiness now.” He laughed, bringing his arm to rest over your shoulder as he began to walk the two of you forwards following behind his family.

You elbowed his side but stayed tucked comfortably under his arm as you walked inside the nice restaurant, the cool air welcoming from the raging heat outside.

Arber was the first to step up the host since he made the reservation, “Hi, we have a reservation for Xhekaj at six” he smiled.

“Erm, unfortunately it looks like you guys are booked in for seven instead of six” the young girl frowned.

“Shit I must’ve gotten my times mixed up, is there any chance we can do six?” Arber tried but by the tight lipped smiled on the girls face you knew there was no way you guys were getting in until seven.

“Unfortunately we’re completely filled until seven.”

“It’s okay, there’s an outdoor mall a few blocks down, we can go walk around and then come back at seven.” Steph spoke up looking around to see if everyone was okay with it.

When everyone nodded in Agreement Arber apologized to the host and turned to follow everyone outside.

“Wanna go with them or walk down to the dock?” Florian asked in your ear.

You realized this was your chance so you agreed to his idea of a walk down by the water, the nerves that had simmered were now back taking over.

“Hey guys, we’re gonna go walk around the dock, we’ll meet you at seven.” Florian called out to his family and they all shot back okay’s before heading on their way.

You two made small talk as you walked around, despite spending most of your summer together so far you two never failed to have something to talk about.

When you two had finally reached a stopping point you pulled your phone out, “Wanna make a tik tok with me?” You asked looking up at the slightly taller boy.

“Sure as long as it’s not a dancing one again.” He laughed.

“No dancing I promise, just wanted to show off this dress, it’s too cute not to.” You shrugged running a hand down your floral sundress.

You caught his eyes following your hand but looked away before he could catch you watching. Propping your phone up you picked the audio.

Setting a timer you stepped back getting Florian into frame as into (end of the world) by Ariana Grande began to play throughout the phone.

You did a small spin to play along, eyes watching in the screen as Florian’s eyes never left you, a small smile playing on his lips as he admired you.

You moved back close to his side before looking up at him, hand shaking as it reached for his face not letting the anxiety take control before you tugged his lips down to meet yours.

His body was frozen for a moment before he snapped out of it and kissed you back, his lips moving slowly against yours as he turned to fully face you, hands on your hips as he pulled you closer.

You two finally separated after a moment, chests heaving as you both caught your breath. Your eyes ran all over his face looking for any sign of regret but you didn’t see any, instead his eyes seemed brighter than usual as a soft red tinted his cheeks.

“W-what was that for?” He breathed.

“Saw a girl do it with her boy best friend as a way of admitting her feelings, and since I’m not good with my words I thought I’d give it a try.” You blushed.

“Feelings? You like me?”

Your stomach dropped at his words, this is where the decline comes in, this is where he tells you he doesn’t feel the same.

“W-well yeah, have for a long time now and I didn’t want to hide it anymore. It’s okay if you don’t feel the same way, I don’t expect you to, and we can totally act like this ne-“ you started but were cut off by the feeling of his soft lips against yours once again.

“Quit rambling and let me speak.” He laughed after pulling away, “I like you too, love you even.”

You couldn’t help the smile that grew on your face, he liked you back? What world were you living in. All the nerves were quickly washed away with his words, new emotions of love and joy taking their place.

“So where does this leave us?” You whispered.

“I think this leaves us as two kids madly in love, and me with a very important question to ask.”

“Yeah, what’s your question?” You giggled.

“Will you be my girlfriend?” He smiled.

“I would love too.”

You squealed as his arms wrapped around you and your feet lifted from the ground as he spun you around in circles, his lips once again finding their home against yours.

“I love you so much.” He spoke against your lips.

“I love you more Flo.”

Setting you down you ran over to pick up your phone, both of you watched the video over and over until you finally saved it to your drafts, keeping the memory between the two of you until you were ready to post it online.

You never thought you’d credit tik tok for getting you and Florian together but you couldn’t be more grateful.

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hab-a-nice-day · 1 month ago

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—Florian Xhekaj, Montreal Canadiens vs. New Jersey Devils, Preseason Game #2, September 24, 2024

#Montreal Canadiens #Hockey #Habs #Florian Xhekaj #FX60

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tiger-balm · 1 month ago

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"Nobody's gonna test him because I'm gonna be there"

#this is soo sick #theyre laughing but hes being serious #threat of violence as a form of love !#arber xhekaj #florian xhekaj #montreal canadiens

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croszukis · 2 months ago

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the xhekaj brothers at 24-25 media day — 09.18.24

#arber xhekaj #florian xhekaj #montreal canadiens #24-25 preseason

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prettyboysinmyheart · 7 months ago

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#he looks so hot #i’m giggling #arber xhekaj #florian xhekaj #montreal canadiens #habs hockey #habs

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turcott3 · 6 months ago

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Flo + smut idea…. ;)

Maybe Flo gets into a fight and then after the game his best friend goes to meet him in the family lounge and she can’t help but stare at him cause she thought it was super hot, then he notices she’s acting different?

Something like “we’re not just friends and you know it” is said…

and you know it

florian xhekaj x fem! reader

warnings?: cursing, kissing, unprotected sex, fluff

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you sat on the couch waiting for florian to walk in the door anxiously. he’d gotten into a fight and been ejected, waiting on him to arrive at the family suite.

“hey big boy.” you hear arber chuckle as the sound of the door shut. you jumped out of your dazed state and saw your best friend standing there in his all black suit and gucci belt and damp hair. you practically had to hold you jaw shut with you hand at the sight of him. your crush on him had been bubbling slightly over the course of the last few months and you couldn’t help but gawk at him from across the room as he spoke with friends and family.

“hey you.” flo says bending over and wrapping his arms around you from behind.

“hey.” you reply nervously.

“i’m glad you came.” he says.

“yeah uh, me too, good fight.” you reply patting his arm as he let go of you, turning his attention back to his mother.

you slipped out of sight into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind you.

“what the fuck dude.” you whisper to yourself as you sat on the shut toilet seat, questioning how you were gonna last the next hour. moments later, you heard light taps on the door.

“y/n? can i come in?” you hear flo’s voice on the other side of the door. you stand up and open the door slightly.

“i guess.” you sigh as he pushes the door open and slides past you.

“what is going on with you?” he asks, concern lining his voice. you sat and toyed with the seam of your dress, not wanting to answer his question.

“y/n. look at me.” he continues and you follow.

“what?” you reply.

“something is up with you, spit it out. why are you acting weird?” he says squatting down in front of you, taking your hands in his.

“i- um.” you stop yourself, clenching your legs shut at the sight of his bright eyes penetrated your fucking soul.

“y/n.” he says quietly, running his thumbs over your knuckles. you stand up and he follows suit, leaning his back against the wall. instead of using your words, you grab the boy by his golden gucci belt buckle and pull him toward you connecting your lips quickly and harshly. his hands found their way to your cheeks as you gripped onto his biceps, his tongue diving into your mouth as your lips effortlessly intertwined. you pull away, keeping your face close to his, locking eyes with the brunette.

“we’re not just friends, you and i both know it.” you sigh out.

“maybe i do.” he smirks, wrapping his arms around your waist, tugging you closer to him.

“we should probably leave the bathroom before they think we’re doing anything crazy in here..” you giggle nervously.

“yeah yeah you’re right, but um… once the game is over you wanna ride home with me?”

“oh definitely.” you smile as he presses one last kiss to your lips as you both slip out of the bathroom, seemingly unnoticed. you sat in florian’s lap on the couch scrolling on your phone. luckily this was something that wasn’t entirely unusual, hence why you mentioned being more than friends, because you sure acted like it. you couldn’t help but smile as his thumb rubbed gently on the skin of your leg as he spoke to his siblings.

“is it time to go yet?” you whispered in his ear. you could barely wait to be home with him, for more reasons than one.

“just a couple more minutes okay?” he replies, kissing you softly on the shoulder.

you finally arrived back to florian’s house, the two of you skipping out on family dinner somehow.

“jesus look at you.” he says laying back on his bed as you stood in front of him.

“what?” you reply, face burning red.

“fucking gorgeous.” he replies, a finger running lightly up your arm. you pushed the boy back, crawling over him reconnecting your lips again. you could tell where this was going and there was not a single complaint in your mind.

the two of you shed your clothes, learning the ends and outs of your intimacy. increasing the level by leaps and bounds by the second, his touch sent goosebumps all over your body.

“flo please.” you whined as the boy sucked and nipped at the skin of your neck.

“please what baby?” he replies lowly, leaning back up.

“you know..” you reply, almost embarrassed at your request.

“don’t be embarrassed pretty girl, use your words for me.” he replies, running his fingers through your hair.

“please flo i want you, please just fuck me.” you whisper and he giggles, kissing you passionately again, running his callused fingers through the soaked folds of your core and sucking them clean. he moved down between your legs, burying his tongue into you pussy, sucking lightly on your clit as you gripped the sheets with your fists.

“oh my god.” you moan out, stars forming behind your eyes. you figured he’d be good but you weren’t by any means expecting this caliber. you couldn’t form a conscious thought as his hands gripped on the outside of your thighs. you were left with a pit in your stomach as he pulled away, face soaked in your wetness.

“taste so good baby.” he grunts out, crashing over you, attaching your lips once again. your hands gripped onto his hair as he used his free hand to push his hard, throbbing cock into you. you moan loudly on his lips as he bottoms out, giggling slightly at your reaction. you couldn’t believe the way he stretched you out.

“fuck florian, your so big.” you groan out gripping onto the boys hair as he grunts lowly in your ear thrusting into you.

“and im all yours.” he replies lowly, leaning up to lock eyes with you as your mouth formed an O-shape, your moans growing louder practically by the second.

“oh you’re gonna make me cum.” you whine squeezing your eyes shut as his gaze was practically bringing your climax faster than ever.

“cum for me baby, come on. just let go.” he groans out. you practically scream as your climax burns through your body like a wild fire.

“oh so so good for me my love.” he says, connecting your lips as his thrusts slowed and became uneven, his hips stuttering as he spilled his climax into you with a muffle grunt on your lips. quickly, he pulled out of you, using a towel to clean the filthy mixture of your climaxes from between your legs.

“come here baby.” he says quietly, leaning up against his head board. you lay on the warm skin of his chest as he twisted your damp hair between his fingers.

“can i stay with you flo?” you whisper, staring out the window into his large backyard.

“of course you can.” he says, running his hands up and down your back. you could feel his eyes staring at you. you lean up, reconnecting your lips again.

“you looked fucking gorgeous in that suit tonight flo.” you say.

“thank you sweet girl. i would compliment you back but you literally look like a goddess at all times so, not much i can say.” he replies, a smile lining his tone as he finished his sentence.

“shut up.” you say, face glowing red, not only from sweat.

“never about you.” he replies, kissing you on the head as you laid back down on his chest, never wanting to leave the comfort of his embrace.

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