#jamie drysdale x female!reader

[keerysfreckles]

the dinner | JAMIE DRYSDALE 9

pairing: jamie drysdale x fem!reader

summary: after being stood up, y/n tries finding solace in her best friend, trevor zegras, only to be met with jamie drysdale instead.

warnings: use of y/n, alcohol, reader is drunk, one mention of throwing up, swearing, kissing, not proofread (sorry)

a/n: i've been thinking abt writing this fic for so long and FINALLY figured out who to write it for

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y/n sighs for the fifth time in the past twenty minutes. she's been sitting at the small two person table in the fanciest restaurant near her anaheim apartment, for almost an hour. she had met a nice guy from her statistics class, and when he asked her out on a date last week she was quick to say yes.

now she was regretting it. she heard few rumors from her other classmates about her upcoming date. rumors including how good he is in bed, how he's slept with past teachers to get good grades, oh, and how he always stands people up on dates.

y/n wished she listened to the rumors, sighing once again at the empty chair in front of her. she takes one final sip of the red wine she ordered when she got to the table. she's probably had two-thirds of the bottle all by herself, and she's tempted to grab the bottle and just finish the rest. it's not like her date is showing up anyway.

she flags down the waiter, informing him she's leaving, and doesn't miss the opportunity to grab the almost empty wine bottle.

she's met with the warm july air as she exits the restaurant, and turns down the street in the direction of her apartment. her car has been in and out of the shop for the past two weeks. all because of different reasons; broken a/c, her radio keeps cutting in and out, her tire pressure won't be fixed, and now her blinkers stopped working.

as she walks down the busy streets, filled mostly with teenagers enjoying their summer, she takes sips here and there, causing her stroll to become stuttered and unbalanced.

halfway through her walk, she began to get emotional. a mixture of the wine, and the fact of never being stood up before. she thought when her classmate asked her out this would be her first college relationship. oh how mistaken she was.

she wiped under her eyes, and sniffled as she walked inside the apartment building.

her very stumbled walk carries her to the elevator, and down the hallway of the fourth floor. she tries fishing for her keys, but once again her drunken state makes everything harder for the girl. she groans, now giving up on her previous task and settles for knocking on the door.

she wiped her eyes again, hoping that her roommate, and best friend, wouldn't take much notice in her appearance.

she turns her head at the sound of the door creaking.

"i forgo- oh, you're not trev," she cuts herself off mid sentence.

instead of her roommate, trevor zegras, his best friend is stood in front of her. jamie drysdale was clad in black gym shorts and a faded anaheim ducks shirt.

"you'd be correct," jamie responds.

"what are you doing here?" her words all slur together, and jamie is quick to look down at the empty bottle of wine in her hand.

his eyes go back up to y/n's face, his eyes meeting her red and puffy ones. "trev asked me to come over, considering you were out, but then he went to the store since you guys are out of beer."

"oh," y/n nods, but the words barely register in her fuzzy head.

jamie silently opens the door wider, letting y/n step into the cool apartment. she wipes her eyes again, watching as jamie takes the wine bottle from her hand, placing it on the counter.

"are you doing okay?" he asks.

she takes in a deep breath before shaking her head, "i got stood up. a guy from my class asked me out and he left me there for over and hour!" she whines, her emotions resurfacing, making tears start to fall over her cheeks again.

jamie and y/n weren't close on any means. of course she's seen the philadelphia player from time to time during breaks. he and trevor hung out as much as they can during their off season. this is the first time the two have been in the apartment without trevor.

"do you want a hug?" jamie offers.

y/n's caught off gaurd, but her eyes water again and she simply nods. jamie holds out his arms as she stumbles against him. he holds her head against his chest as she cries. while his other arm is wrapped around her waist, making sure to keep her upright in her heels.

"i'm sorry you have to deal with me like this. i really was expecting trevor to be home," y/n apologizes, her emotions now going from upset to embarrassed at the situation in her drunk state.

jamie shakes his head, "it's really no problem y/n, don't worry." he rubs his thumb over her hair, and is glad once he notices she's slowly stopped crying.

"is there anything i can do to cheer you up?" jamie asks as y/n is the first to pull away from the hug.

the girl is about to respond, however once her lips part, she feels it. she feels the upset swirl in her stomach, and the way her throat begins to tighten. she urgently pushes past jamie, and runs to the best of her drunken ability towards the bathroom. she barely makes it above the toilet before her stomsch contents (mostly red wine) are meddling with the toilet.

jamie jogs in after her. his eyebrows furrow at the sight in front of him. his best friend's, best friend currently hunched over the toilet, crying over a guy jamie could only guess wouldn't treat her right.

he's quick to kneel down besides her, and bunches her hair into his hand, making sure to grab the strands at the front of her head.

he's rubbing her back as her heaving slows down, and is uttering comforting words in the air, "you're okay, get it all out. i know it sucks, but you'll feel better soon."

jamie is quick to flush the toilet as soon as y/n moves away from it. he lets go of her hair, but is still rubbing her back.

"how are you feeling?" his voice is soft, watching y/n lean into his warm hand on her back.

"okay," her voice cracks.

jamie chuckles, "do you want something more comfortable to change into? i can go grab it."

y/n only nods, letting her eyes close as a wave of tiredness hit her. jamie stands, looking back once before leaving the bathroom, making sure she's okay, before walking down to y/n's closed bedroom door.

he's never been inside the room. he never had any reason to; always hanging out with trevor in the living room, his room, or back in philadelphia.

he can't help but take a look around as he walks towards the off white dresser. her bed is unmade, her baby blue sheets almost slipping off and falling onto the floor. there were a few clothing items disregarded on the floor, from what jamie could guess were from trying on different outfits for her date.

he shakes his head, focusing on his original task. he opens each drawer, his ears slightly growing pink as he opened her underwear drawer (he shut it as quickly as possible). finally he grabbed a pair of grey sweatpants, before moving to the closet, and taking a bigger shirt off the hanger.

he walks back in the bathroom, met with the same sight he was when he left moments ago.

he sets the clothes on the counter, "do you think you can stand up to change?"

y/n opens her eyes, thinking, before she shakes her head no.

"wait let me try," she mumbles, more to herself than to jamie.

she braces herself against the wall, trying her best to stand. however her right shoulder ends up hitting the wall as she leans into it, failing at her attempt to stand. before she can truly fall to the ground, jamie is quick to reach his hands to her waist.

"can you help me change?" y/n's question makes the air in the room change. after a moment of silence, jamie nods, before muttering out a response. he guides y/n to the counter, making her hands let go of his wrists and hold onto the cold surface.

jamie kneels again, his fingers are nimble while working on getting her out of her heels. the action is surprising to y/n, causing her to jump and grab onto anything in front of her. this 'anything' resulting in jamie's shoulders. she isn't sure if it's the tiredness or upcoming hangover flooding her brain, but she couldn't care less about how embarrassed she's making herself infront of jamie.

he looks up at the girl for a moment, before going back to taking off her heels. he sets them off to the side, before standing back up. jamie can't help but smirk slightly at y/n's true height now. her hands are still loosely holding onto jamie's shoulders, but he does nothing to tell her to remove them.

"are you alright with me helping you with your dress?" trevor eyes over her dress. for the first time of the night he takes in how tight it is, and how beautiful she looks in it.

y/n nods, and jamie swears his heart beat skips at her next words, "i trust you."

jamie's hands reach down to the middle of her thighs, fingers holding onto the dark green fabric. his breath quickens as his hands drags upward, following a path up her hips, over her waist, and dragging over the sides of her bra. y/n's hands let go of jamie's shoulders to lift her arms up, aiding in jamie's efforts to rid her dress.

finally getting the dress off of y/n, and setting it on the ground next to her heels, jamie turns and grabs the comfortable clothes. he can feel his cheeks and ears turn pink, but he can't dare act on anything, as the girl in front of him is still vulnerable. he shakes any thoughts out of his head as he helps y/n's get the large shirt over her torso. he kneels back down to help with the sweatpants, smiling at the feeling of y/n's hands going back onto his shoulders.

"jamie," y/n's voice cuts through the air, as jamie is working on tying the drawstring around her waist.

"yeah?" he looks up for a split second, his brown eyes meeting her now hooded ones.

"thank you."

even though jamie is finished helping the girl change, she still leaves her hands on his shoulders. her grip is more firm than before, feeling the relaxed muscles under his shirt.

jamie nods, "yeah, yeah, of course y/n/n."

the girl giggles at the use of her nickname, not used to it coming out of jamie's mouth.

jamie leans forward and presses a kiss to the edge of her hairline, "do you want to go to bed?"

y/n nods, feeling her cheeks warm at the gentle kiss. she begins to walk around jamie, but soon realizes she still isn't coordinated enough by herself. jamie is quick to grab ahold of her waist, silently agreeing to help her get to her bedroom. she leans against jamie's warm body, causing her to ask, "are you like a personal heater? you're so warm."

jamie chuckles as she leans impossibility closer to him. "well, i hate to break it to you, but you have to leave me for your bed."

jamie sets her down on her bed, and watches as she yanks her blanket over her body. he's about to ask if she wants her makeup off, but refrains, as the girl is already starting to fall asleep. he knows she'll be mad at him for it the following morning, but he'd rather her feel better and be sleeping, than cranky while trying to take her makeup off.

jamie closes the door quietly behind him, letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding. he goes back into the bathroom, grabbing the heels and dress off the floor. he takes the time to throw the dress in the washing machine in the hallway closet, and sets her heels on the shoe rack by the front door.

jamie makes himself comfortable on the couch, finally looking at his phone which has been on the living room table since y/n knocked on the door. his new concern for trevor's whereabouts are soon answered at trevor's text: ran into cole at the store, gonna stay at his tonight. have fun dealing with y/n coming home with her date.

jamie decides not to respond, and ignores the last comment made by his best friend. he's honestly glad he was there for y/n, after her night he knew she needed to be comforted.

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y/n woke up with her mouth the driest it's ever been in her twenty two years of life. her eyes barely adjust to her brightly lit room (curse her for getting the pretty curtains over the blackout ones) before rolling over. she notices a cup of water on her nightstand, and is thankful it's cold as it slides down her throat. she isn't sure where it came from, but is happy nonetheless.

she sits up and rubs her eyes, her brain racking at the thoughts of the previous night. she's sadly quick to remember her date leaving her hanging in the restaurant, and can't forget how jamie had treated her when she got to her apartment.

shit, jamie, she thinks. she hopes she didn't do anything to overstep their very fine friendship. she stands from her bed, and is grateful her balance is back and not the way it was last night.

as soon as she opens her bedroom door, her nose is met with the smell of breakfast; bacon, eggs, and- was that pancakes?

before she could eat, man did she have to pee. she's quick to step into the bathroom, but groans at the sight of makeup still staining her face. she's quick to pee, and now remove her makeup, before walking down the hallway towards the kitchen.

jamie is stood in front of the stove. y/n watches as his back muscles flex through his shirt as he's stiring something on the counter. she walks up besides him, her presence scaring him slightly. he turns to her, but turns back to cooking pancakes.

"hey sleepyhead," he jokes, pouring more batter into the pan.

she doesn't respond, but rests her head against his shoulder, watching him cook. she doesn't even think of how domestic the sight may be; jamie cooking breakfast while she's practically glued to his side.

"i hope you like pancakes, and there's bacon and eggs over there," he points to the counter behind him, before flipping the pancake and placing it onto the plate with the others.

"i love pancakes," her cheek feels cold as jamie steps away for a moment, but he's sure when he steps back in front of the stove, that her cheek's is resting against him again.

"hey j?" the nickname catches jamie off gaurd, but his heart warms at her use of it.

he hums in response.

"why were you so nice to me last night?" she readjusts her cheek on his shoulder, and her hand subconsciously reaches towards his, but doesn't dare try and grab ahold of it.

"you came home crying and drunk becuase of some idiot guy, and you think i'd really just leave you to deal with it yourself?" jamie's words make y/n's heart warm.

"thank you," is all she can think to respond.

"no problem y/n/n," he turns to smile at her, which grows when he sees she's already looking up at him.

jamie's eyes flick between hers, and he doesn't miss the way hers flick between his eyes and his lips. once she's caught, he smirks at her slightly flustered state.

he notices her eyes watching his lips once again, making him start to lean down. he's sure to move the hot pan and turn off the burner before whispering over y/n's parted lips, "can i kiss you?"

y/n only nods, not trusting her voice in the moment.

jamie shakes his head lightly, not daring to break eye contact, "words, y/n."

y/n nods again, "yes, yes please kiss m-"

she can't get out the final word before jamie's lips are on hers. his hands grip her waist hard, slowly moving on her skin under her shirt. her hands grab his shoulders, fisting his shirt in her hands, as she moves impossibly closer to him.

she gasps at the feeling of one of hands moving up and toying with the back of her bra. he smirks and takes the moment to push his tongue past her lips.

she sighs as jamie trails his lips down her jaw and neck. one of her hands moves to his hair, pulling softly on the dark locks.

she utters out the nickname she used minutes ago, as he mumbles against her neck in response.

"wh- what about breakfast?"

he kisses softly over the dark marks left on her neck, before kissing her quickly on the lips again. "we're kissing, and you're seriously worried about breakfast?"

he chuckles at her flustered state as she stumbles over her words again. he cuts her off, "you're cute y'know that?"

y/n stops trying to speak, feeling her cheeks heat up at jamie's teasing.

"breakfast can wait y/n/n," jamie smirks, before leaning in again to kiss her once more, and guiding her carefully back towards her room.

[chukys-mouthguard]

espresso

now he’s, thinkin’ bout me every night oh, isn’t that sweet i guess so

1.2k words

featuring -> jamie drysdale x female reader

genre -> fluff

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“Hello?”

You playfully spoke into the phone as you rolled your eyes, finally giving in to your boyfriend’s drunken calls. Jamie was out with the guys while you were enjoying a night in. A homemade espresso martini in hand as you paused Netflix, not wanting to miss a minute of your favorite show.

“Baby girl, what’re you doing?”

Jamie’s drawn out words letting you know he was intoxicated, but not too terribly. A slight slur in his voice as he cooed his favorite pet name for you, his smile easy to picture on the other end of the phone.

“I was watching Love is Blind, but someone kept calling me over and over for the last five minutes.”

“What? Who is calling? I’ll beat em up.”

Shaking your head you just laughed at him. Jamie was always such a goof, but alcohol always cranked that up to an eleven.

“Oh hush, are you having fun?”

“Yup, loads.”

“Doesn’t sound like it if you’re calling me all night babes.”

Jamie laughed before he’d gotten distracted, the voice of Cam York could be heard in the background. Not sure what was said but something important enough for Jamie to hurry off the phone. But not without him saying goodbye and telling you how much he loved you.

Like clockwork it only took a few minutes before your phone was buzzing again, this time just a text rather than a phone call.

“I miss you”

“I miss you too Jamie.”

Smiling to yourself you continued on with Love is Blind, hoping you could at least get through this episode without another interruption from Jamie.

You loved how much Jamie loved you. Always wanting to check in when he was away. Whether that be on a road trip, or enjoying a night out with the guys. He’d be the first one to admit he was head over heels for you.

The two of you met during his time in Anaheim, Trevor inviting you to a game and explaining that you had to meet his teammate afterwards. He was convinced the two of you would hit it off, and you thank Trevor every day for bringing Jamie into your life.

Making the move to Philadelphia was tough at first, leaving behind your friends and family in California. But Jamie was right by your side to make the transition as easy as possible. And being by his side through the move, as well as tough injuries to start his time with the Flyers, only brought you closer together.

Like clockwork as the episode you were watching came to an end, your phone was buzzing. A photo of you and Jamie from this past summer brightly decorating the screen as your phone was ringing yet again.

“Jamie Drysdale, if you don’t stop calling me and enjoy the night out with the boys. Yes I love you, yes I miss you. But I will be here whenever you waltz through the front door okay?”

Your tone was still playful, despite how much you wanted to strangle him for not enjoying his night out and calling you so much.

“Aww y/n, I love you and miss you too! Uhhh can you come get your boy?”

Cam York’s laugh filled the other end of the phone as you rolled your eyes. You should have known this was bound to happen with how much Jamie was blowing up your phone. It didn’t happen often, but Jamie tended to get needy when drunk, which results in him wanting nothing more than to be with you.

“My boy? I thought he was yours for the night Yorkie?”

Cam laughed as he tried to talk over the music in the bar, the voices of the other guys muffled in the background as you tried to tune them out.

“Yeah, he was. Until he kept telling me how he couldn’t stop thinking about you and just wanted to cuddle you all night. It made me almost puke how much of a lover boy he was being. So can you get him please? I’d bring him, but I’ve had a few myself.”

Though you were very comfy in your shorts and oversized Flyers tshirt, you knew that the only way Jamie was leaving the bar would be with you.

“Fine, I’ll be there in fifteen, I’ll text you when to bring him out.”

As you pulled up to the bar, you ran the sleeves of Jamie’s hoodie up and down your legs to warm you up. Not opting to get dolled up to be his Uber, you ran out in what you’d had on. But the cold Philadelphia weather made you regret that rather quickly.

“Come on Cam…hurry up.”

As you looked back to the front door of the bar, you watched Cam guiding Jamie through the doors. A smile on your face the moment you saw how happy he was to see you.

“Hey baby girl.”

“Hi Jamie.”

You gave him a kiss before thanking Cam for dragging him out to the car, bidding him goodnight as you drove the two of you home.

“I missed you.”

Jamie’s hand held yours tight as he rested them on his thigh, his thumb tracing circles over your skin as he smiled at you.

“I miss you too babe. But really? You couldn’t enjoy one full night out with the boys? You just had to get me to pick you up early.”

Jamie threw his head back with a slight laugh, embarrassed as you poked fun at him. He knew he could sometimes be needy, but he couldn’t help it. Especially when he’s drunk.

“I’m sorry baby, it’s just, we finished up a long road trip and I was away for a while. I really did miss you. And of course having a few days off the guys wanted to go out, but you know I’m always thinking about you and wanting to spend the time I’m home with you. I can’t help it that I love you so much.”

You smiled from ear to ear hearing him say he loves you. Sure you’d heard it plenty of times before, but the way it fell from his lips in this moment seemed so honest and pure.

“And I love that you think about using your time at home to spend it with me. Especially after a long road trip. And I know you are with those guys a lot, but I do still want you to get to have nights out with them. Because you guys don’t get time like that often.”

He nodded as he kissed the back of your hand, a drunken smile on his lips as you pulled into the parking lot of your apartment complex.

“Do you think I’m a down bad lover boy?”

You couldn’t control the cackle that left your lips hearing Jamie say those words.

“I’m sorry, what did you just ask me?”

��Cam says I’m a down bad lover boy.”

Climbing out of your car, you quickly headed over to make sure Jamie didn’t stumble out himself, the last thing he needed was a drunken injury keeping him off the ice.

“Um, maybe a little?”

Jamie tossed his head back with a whine, a pout on his lips as he looked down at you before stealing a kiss.

“But hey, you’re my down bad lover boy. And I wouldn’t change it for the world.

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Philadelphia?

Jamie Drysdale X Female Reader

Warning:Trade, sad Jamie, sad Trevor

word count: 0.3k

Sorry I had to do something to cope with the trade...

let me know what you guys think🤍

I was in the kitchen making Jamie and I some lunch. Jamie got a phone call so he stepped out of the room. 

When I finished making Jamie’s favorite sandwich I placed it on his plate and set it at the table, before sitting down.

Jamie walked back in the kitchen a few minutes late, he just stood there. I looked up at him and saw that he looked sad. Immediately I started worrying that something was wrong. I got up fast and made my way to him.

“What’s wrong?” I asked worriedly, while putting my hands on his cheeks softly stroking them.

“I’m so sorry…” he said, tears forming in his eyes.

“Jamie… babe you’re worrying me. What’s wrong? Did something happen?” 

“That was the GM… I’ve been traded” he said sadly.

“Oh my god… Jamie” 

“I don’t want to leave anaheim” he said 

“I know babe, where are you heading?” I asked.

“Philadelphia” 

“It’s going to be okay,” I said softly, kissing him.

“Would you move with me to Philly?” he asked when we pulled away from the kiss.

I smiled softly and nodded.

“Nowhere else i’d want to go” 

“Thank god, I don’t think I could do it without you”

“You never have to worry about that, I love you, I’ll be with you as long as you let me” I said smiling. He smiled.

“Good, because I’m never letting you go” 

“Good” I said leaning in to kiss him again when the front door flew open. We both looked at the door to see a distraught Trevor.

He made his way to us.

“Please tell me this isn’t true? Please tell me you didn’t just get traded to Philly?” Trevor says out of breath.

“I wish I could,” Jamie said sadly.

Trevor looked like he was about to cry. He pulled both Jamie and I in a hug.

“Promise you’ll facetime everyday?” Trevor said.

Jamie chuckled.

“Of course” I smiled at them.

“Why did it have to be philly?” Trevor said in disgust.

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who i write for: jamie drysdale, mark estapa, ethan edwards, luke hughes, quinn hughes, jack hughes, trevor zegras, rutger mcgroarty

series:

folklore hockey fic!(completed)

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part one, part two, part three

suneater au!(ongoing)

ex!trevor zegras x reader, jamie drysdale x reader : after a toxic relationship with trevor, peaches gets with jamie. when her and jamie go public it causes a shift in the fan base, especially when jamie convinces her to finally pursue music. warnings: asshole! trevor, cheating mentioned

part one, part two, part three

Blurbs:

coming soon!

Fics:

in between: luke hughes x reader, enemies to lovers, childhood enemies to lovers

heartbreak girl: mark estapa x oc, childhood friends to lovers, male mc pining x oblivious fem mc

boats and boys: luke hughes x turcotte sister! reader, secret relationship (insta edit)

lake house takeover: ethan edwards x zegras!reader(insta edit)

bad idea right?: mark estapa x oc ex! luna l/n (social media edit)

[chukys-mouthguard]

could you write smut based on slow hands by niall with drysdale!

sundazed

1.6k words

genre: fluff/smut

warnings: 18+ sexual content, minors DNI

featuring: Jamie Drysdale x female reader

Sitting in your lawn chair you watched as Jamie and the boys started up a game of Beer Die. It wasn’t one you knew well, though with how often they played it you would assume you’d have caught on by now. Jamie always would try to explain it to you, but you left this game to the boys. Sticking to beer pong or flip cup if you ever wanted to participate.

As the day had gone on, you’d taken notice of the fact that your boyfriend had discarded his shirt. The sun providing some color to his skin along with a shine of the sweat beads that would occasionally gather on his chest. Sure you had seen Jamie shirtless plenty of times, but maybe it was the heat getting to you or the endless drinks you’d had that was making you look at him with lustful eyes.

Watching as he and the boys continued on with their game, cursing and yelling at one another for breaking the rules. Your eyes glued to Jamie as he remained focused on the game, his drink tight in one hand as he moved around the table. His bicep flexing as he threw the die, your tongue darting to lick your bottom lip as you prayed no one saw you staring. Thankfully your sunglasses could hide your gaze.

The boys were winding down their game and you needed another drink to calm your thirst. Making your way towards them you made sure to steal a kiss from Jamie, your hand tracing over his bicep and then to his chest.

“Hey baby, how are you?”

“I’m in need of another drink, come with me?”

Jamie took your hand as you led the way into the house, heading to the fridge to grab you each a drink. You enjoyed the cool of the air conditioned house, opting to have a seat on the counter adjacent to the fridge. Jamie cracked open your drink as he handed it to you with a smile, accepting it as you took off your sunglasses. Hoping the lustful look from earlier had dissipated.

He noticed your eyes glued to him as you sipped your drink, making him blush under your gaze.

“What, am I really sunburnt? I kept asking Cam to let me know if I should reapply sunscreen.”

You laughed as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. His hands rested on your thighs as he slightly gripped at your skin.

“No, you’re just really hot. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you out there.”

Jamie was always shy when it came to compliments, never fully believing he was as handsome as you said. Or that he was even deserving to be able to call you his girlfriend. But that never stopped you from taking any opportunity to tell him every little thing you loved about him. Or to make him blush with your thoughts about him that plagued your mind.

“Oh really? You sure you’re not just feeling the heat of my sunburn radiating off my skin?”

Throwing your head back you rolled your eyes, “Not a chance. Seeing you out there shirtless, muscles on display, I couldn’t stop thinking about how I wanted to get my hands on you.”

“Is that so?”

His hands traced up your thighs, resting on your hips as his fingers slid past the fabric of your tank top. Tickling at your skin as he bit his lip, awaiting for you to continue telling him all about your thoughts.

“Mhm, been thinking about it all day.”

Jamie squeezed himself between your thighs, pulling your body closer to the edge of the counter as he smirked down at you. Enjoying the idea of you getting hot and bothered watching him outside earlier. Your hands now falling from his neck to his chest and abs, fingers tracing over the outlines of each muscle. He could see in your eyes that you were fighting the urge to show him exactly what you’d been thinking about. Considering you were at a lake house with a handful of other people, it wasn’t exactly a private place to take care of your desires.

“Well, sounds like we should go somewhere you can show me what exactly you’ve been thinking about.”

Your eyes went wide at the idea, Jamie never being the type to be so bold. Certainly not the type to do anything more than kiss you knowing friends were around.

“Jamie, everyone is in and out of the house. There’s no chance we do anything without someone noticing.”

A slight groan left his lips as looked over his shoulder towards the front door, the sounds of another beer die game getting underway telling him that no one would be missing the two of you.

“Guess you’ll just have to keep quiet then huh?”

His hands lifted you from the counter, pulling you into him as he headed for the stairs. Your arms wrapped around his neck as he carried you off to his room, his hands holding tight to the backs of your thighs.

“Who are you, and what have you done with my boyfriend?”

Your fingers tangled into his hair as you stole a kiss from him, Jamie laughing as he turned into the doorway of his bedroom.

“Oh, so I shouldn’t give my baby girl what she’s been wanting all day?”

He laid you down on the bed, you rested back on your forearms as your lustful eyes returned. Not having to undress him much as he stood in front of you only clothed by his shorts.

“Mmm, no, you definitely should. Because I want it bad.”

Jamie raised his eyebrows with a smirk as his hands slowly made their way up your legs, stopping at the waist of your jean shorts. Taking his time as he slowly took care of their button and zipper.

“Is that so?”

You bit your lip as you nodded your head, lifting your hips to help him discard of your shorts. Tossing them to the side as he joined you on the bed, hovering over you as he tucked your hair behind your ear. His hand resting on your cheek as his thumb brushed over your bottom lip.

“Then let’s see how bad you’ve been thinking about this.”

His cocky smirk sending shivers up your spine as he laid down, switching positions as he pulled you on top of him.

Straddling his waist you leaned down to give some attention to Jamie’s neck in the form of kisses. The occasional love bite only to be quickly soothed with a lick of your tongue. Jamie moaned softly at the work you’d done on his neck, moving down to his chest, then his abs. Stopping at the waistband of his shorts, your fingers fumbled with the button and zipper. Trying to control you blush thinking about the fact you’d left the party Jamie was hosting to take care of the thoughts you’d been having about him.

“You know, it’s not nice to laugh when you’re at a man’s crotch.”

Jamie looked down at you, resting on his forearms as he waited for you to continue on.

“I’ll make it up to you, don’t worry.”

With a wink you pulled at the hem of his shorts, Jamie lifting his hips to help. Taking his semi-hard cock in your hand as you began to stroke him, you smirked at the groan that left his lips. The sound like music to your ears as you took him in your mouth, matching the rhythm of your hand to the bobbing of your head.

Jamie’s hands falling to grip your hair as he helped guide you, eventually holding you in place to deepthroat him.

“Fuck, I got you this hot and bothered just by being shirtless playing beer die?”

You chuckled as you pulled your mouth from him, “you always get me hot and bothered baby, no matter what you do.”

Jamie watched as you pulled your tank top over your head, his eyes falling to your breasts as his tongue swept over his bottom lip. Now his eyes were the ones filled with lust, hands roaming your curves as you lifted yourself off his waist, reaching to pull your thong to the side. Jamie reaching around to help guide his cock to your entrance, tracing your slit in the process to tease you.

A moan leaving your lips at the feeling of his teasing as you tried to lower yourself onto him. Jamie loved how eager you were to ride him, lining himself up so you could take all of him.

“Fuck.”

Both of you cursing in unison as you waited to adjust to him before continuing, Jamie’s hands gripping your waist to help guide you. But you took his hands, pinning them on either side of his head as your lips hovered above his.

“I’m supposed to be showing how bad I wanted this, remember?”

Pressing your lips to his you immediately darted your tongue out to push past his lips. Jamie gladly accepting, letting you deepen the kiss as you began grinding your hips against him. A moan coming from him as you found your rhythm, riding him slow. Jamie desperately trying to break his hands free from yours so he could help guide your hips.

“Something tells me you want this just as bad huh? Can’t let a girl have control?”

Jamie bucked his hips up against you in retaliation to your smart remarks, making you fall against his chest. Catching you off guard as his hands broke free from yours. Flipping you over so he was now on top of you, pinning your hands next to your head.

“Babe, as much as I’d love to let you have your way with me and take your time. I don’t trust those assholes to not burn my house down. So can we save the slow hands taking our time for once everyone is gone? I promise I will make it worth the wait.”

[chukys-mouthguard]

why not both

5.4K words

genre: smut

warnings: minors DNI, 18+ content; threesome, dirty talk

featuring: jamie drysdale x female reader x cam york

summary: when two men are fighting over who gets to sleep with you, why not choose both?

note: the reader and Cam often call Jamie “jim” or “jimmy” in this as a nickname. Also, this is my first ever attempt at writing a threesome, these 2 men just really needed to be written together in my opinion 🥵 I’m not super proud of this but hopefully y’all like it 🫶🏼

Giving yourself a once over pulling at the hem of your skirt, you questioned if it was too short. Knowing the boys you were hanging around they’d surely love if it was, so you opted to ask Jamie, the least likely to undress you with his eyes and give you his honest opinion.

“Jamieee!”

Soon enough the jet black haired boy appeared in the doorway of your bathroom, his outfit making you chuckle.

“I swear to god you and Cam really said what’s the most generic outfit to wear for a country music festival…anyways, thoughts?”

Hands on your hips you did a spin, giving him the opportunity to take in your outfit. A black mini skirt and black cowboy boots, paired with a white tank top that read j’adore cowboys and a black cowboy hat to top it off. Jamie’s jaw slightly parted as he looked you up and down.

“I feel like I reallyyy dropped the ball now seeing you.”

He flashed you a shy smile as you took his words as a sign that you looked good. Tipping your cowboy hat to him as you walked past, stealing his High Noon in the process as you tossed back the remnants that were in the can.

“Thanks Jimmy!”

The sounds of Morgan Wallen blasting from the kitchen of the airbnb as you walked in to find Cam pouring shots for you all.

“Where the hell is everyone?”

Noticing the house was empty you checked the time, assuming you were running late as you usually did. However today you managed to be almost 30 minutes early, a new record for you.

“They are on their way and-holy shit, someone is trying to get all the cowboys hot and bothered today huh?”

Cam flashed you a cocky smirk as he handed you a shot, leaning against the counter while he took in your outfit. Playing with the silver sparkly chain that laid over the skin of your exposed stomach.

“Don’t you know that necklaces are meant for your neck?”

Cam leaning in towards you, grinning from ear to ear before you’d mirrored him, your faces inches from one another.

“Don’t you know that I don’t give a fuck?”

Raising your eyebrows you tossed back your shot, giving him a wink before Jamie joined the two of you asking for his own.

The dynamic between the two boys was one you’d never fully understood, but it made sense. Cam was outspoken, a cocky fuck to put it plainly, who would tell you exactly what he wanted to say, whether it was something you wanted to hear or not. The energy between the two of you was always one of trying to one up each other, your competitive sides always on display. But Jamie, he was the total opposite. Soft spoken, mindful of anything and everything that came out of his mouth. He was the one you went to for advice, the late night talks where you’re up until 3am eventually forgetting the point of the conversation.

Though bringing the two of them together always guaranteed a good time. Hot guys, alcohol, and a music festival, a girl was living the dream.

Once the rest of your group had arrived, it was time to head out. The girls of course needing to take tons of pictures before leaving, making the boys roll their eyes but giving them the opportunity to toss back a few more shots.

“Why’d she call you to her room earlier Jim?”

Cam shot Jamie a playful smirk as the boys trailed behind the girls on the long path to the entrance gates, to which he shook his head with a laugh.

“No way dude, don’t even go there. She asked me what I thought of her outfit.”

Rolling his eyes Cam threw an arm over Jamie’s shoulder. His voice now just above a whisper as he didn’t want the group to overhear.

“You’re telling me that outfit she has on isn’t driving you crazy? Cause shit, she is driving me crazy right now in that mini skirt.”

“Keep it in your pants dude!”

Jamie shoved Cam from his side with a laugh, trying to ignore his friend's comments. Cam just putting his hands up with a shrug. “Listen Jim, if you won’t finally make a move, I just might.”

Jamie had hid his feelings for you since the day you’d met. He had never seen a girl so beautiful, but he wasn’t the type to be forward and blunt about how he felt. Unlike Cam who made it known that he thought you were hot and would do anything for a chance with you. Jamie had told Cam in confidence one night how he felt, at the time not knowing that Cam felt the same way. And since then it had been their secret, one that almost brought out the competitiveness between them whenever the three of you got together.

-

Several hours into the festival, having been spent in the direct sunlight, it was safe to say you were in need of water and food. Thanking yourself for picking an outfit that didn’t have much fabric so you were somewhat cooler than those who had multiple layers. The boys benefited from the fact that they could simply take their shirts off, while you could only put your hair up in hopes of it cooling you down.

“If I don’t get french fries in my mouth in the next five minutes, I might actually die.”

You groaned as you sat on the grass, fanning yourself with you hat as your friend group followed suit. All of you trying to rest before you headed off to the next artist’s stage.

“Someone ask for some french fries?”

Jamie smiled as he sat down next to you, handing you a basket of fries, seeing the look on your face as you practically scarfed them down in seconds.

“I could kiss you right now Jamie oh my god!”

The phrase making his eyes go wide, despite knowing that there was likely no intention behind it. Though he couldn’t help but think back to Cam’s words from earlier. Hoping that maybe today, in a moment of drunken false confidence, he’d work up the courage to finally make a move.

“Oh my god!”

Jamie was shook from his thoughts as he looked at you, concerned that something was wrong.

“What!?”

“You even remembered I love ranch with my fries? God I love you Jamie!”

He softly smiled as he was happy to know he’d made your day remembering such a minor detail about you. The two of you sitting in silence as you refueled yourselves before heading off to the next spot.

“I really do like your outfit today by the way. Sorry I got a little tongue tied when you asked me this morning.”

You watched Jamie slightly blush as he spoke, his eyes not connecting with yours as he seemed almost nervous about his words. A smile on your face as you continue munching on your fries.

“Tongue tied? Because of?”

“How hot you looked, obviously.”

The words catching you off guard coming from Jamie, sure he’d complimented you before but never so bluntly. Perhaps it was the alcohol, or maybe the heat was getting to him. But it was a side of him you liked. Having spent so much time with Cam you thought for sure he would’ve gained some of Cam’s confidence, his boldness. But he’d remained the kind and gentlemanly man he’d been since the day you met, which you appreciated in contrast to Cam. Though sometimes you wanted to see that cockier side of Jamie, and see him be more outspoken. Not let Cam run the show or call the shots so much.

“You think I look hot?”

“Oh absolutely, you alwa-“

“Don’t mind if it do!”

Cam interrupted Jamie’s words as he pushed between the two of you, stealing a few fries from your basket before he tipped his hat to you and blew you a kiss.

“Thank you little lady.”

You rolled your eyes at him, shaking your head before you looked back at Jamie who was awkwardly laughing off the situation. Almost thankful Cam interrupted so he didn’t end up saying what he planned.

You tucked some hair behind your ear as he offered to help you stand up, taking your empty fry basket and tossing it in the trash as your group was ready to start walking again.

“Jamie, you were saying something? Before we were rudely interrupted!”

Making the gesture as if you were going to kick Cam in the butt as you empathized your words, causing Jamie to laugh.

“Just that, you always look hot to me.”

He flashed you a wink before one of the guys had called him away for something, lucky for you as a blush was quickly creeping over your cheeks. Hopefully disguised as you just being flush from the heat so no one would think much of it.

As your group made your way to the final stage of the night, you all had grown eager for the final performer. It was the main reason you’d come to the festival, and you all were ready to sing until your voices gave out.

Onlookers probably thought your group was annoying, the way you all belted out the lyrics, dancing around with one another. But none of you cared, enjoying every second of the night you all had been looking forward to all summer.

As you danced around, you noticed Jamie standing and talking with Trevor, drinks in hand like two awkward freshman at their first college party. Making your way over to them, you grabbed Jamie’s hand, attempting to bring him out of his shell a bit.

“Jamie don’t make me dance alone, come onnn!”

He smiled down at you as you took his hands in yours, laughing as you belted out the words along with the crowd. But despite being as drunk as he was, he wasn’t giving you much to work with. Simply rocking back and forth as he watched you. A smile on his face as he’d wondered if this was his chance, to make his move like Cam had teased him about.

But as the song came to an end, you’d let go of his hands and clapped along with the crowd. Looking on in anticipation as you all tried to predict the next song, Jamie immediately missing the feel of your hands in his as he rejoined Trevor at the back of the group.

The second the slower strums of the guitar started, you threw your hands to your hat in shock, searching the area for Cam as you knew his reaction would be similar. This song had been your favorite from the album, and you’d each had it on repeat for weeks leading up to tonight.

He’d found you from across the group, the two of you immediately belting out the words as he wrapped his arms around you, swaying you to the music before he’d switched to slow dancing.

Jamie watched as you threw your head back laughing, the way Cam’s hands were resting at your waist, beating himself up for being too concerned about what people thought to dance with you how you’d wanted. He couldn’t blame Cam for the way he acted around you, Cam wasn’t afraid to show you how he felt towards you. And you seemed to appreciate the boldness of him. And while Jamie felt he expressed his feelings in other ways, he was starting to think that it wasn’t good enough.

-

After several hours in the sun and far too much alcohol, you all were ready to head home. The house was only a short walk once outside the fairgrounds, but your feet were killing you in your boots and you were sure they would be covered in blisters. Every step hurt worse than the last, and you were ready to take your boots off and leave them behind.

“Ouch, fuck.”

Jamie noticed you wincing as you walked, and in true Jamie fashion he’d thought up an idea. Stopping you in your tracks, he’d positioned himself in front of you, slightly bending down before instructing you to jump.

Normally you’d question him whether or not he was sober enough to carry you, but with the alcohol flowing through your system and the pain in your feet, you gladly accepted. Wrapping your arms around his neck, his arms around your thighs, the two of you were the closest you’d ever been. Your cheek practically touching his as he carried you with ease down the trail.

His eyes occasionally catching yours before you’d look away embarrassed. Luckily the amount of alcohol in your system and a slight sunburn was hiding any blush that had appeared on your cheeks.

“You good?”

Jamie smirked at you as his eyes traveled from yours to your lips, then back. Something in them was different, and you felt almost nervous to be so close to him. Taking the time to appreciate how good he smelled, the way his face lit up when he looked at you. Sure you’d always thought Jamie was attractive, but you’d never thought about him in that way. But feeling his biceps flex as he carried you with ease, his hands gripping your thighs just beneath your ass, you weren’t sure if it was the alcohol getting you warm or something else.

“Giddy up cowboy!”

The sting of Cam slapping your ass quickly pulled you out of the moment with Jamie as you playfully yelped. A hand leaving Jamie’s neck to grab at your ass, rubbing the sore spot before you cursed Cam.

“Don’t have it on display if you don’t want me touching it, little lady.”

He playfully tipped his hat at you, flashing a wink before he ran to catch up with some of the guys.

“He’s such a perv.”

You laughed as your arm returned to wrap around Jamie’s neck. Noticing how Jamie’s expression had turned a bit annoyed, not used to seeing him that way.

“Jamie, what’s wrong?”

He shook his head, trying to laugh it off and pretend like it was nothing. Embarrassed that he was even getting jealous over Cam’s interactions with you.

“Nothing, it’s, it’s nothing.”

You glared at him as he kept his eyes forward, knowing him all too well to believe that it was simply nothing. He could feel your eyes practically burning a hole in his cheek, finally letting out a sigh as he gave in.

“I mean, it’s not like it’s anything you don’t already know. It’s silly that I’m even bothered by Cam wanting to fuck you so bad.”

You practically choked on your own saliva hearing the words pour from Jamie’s mouth. Sure you knew that Cam flirted with you, hell he flirted with every girl that crossed his path. But either you don’t know him well enough, or you’re just oblivious to him wanting to sleep with you.

“Um, actually I didn’t know that…but why does that bother you?”

Jamie knew he could risk jeopardizing his friendship with you, but Cam was right. He needed to finally man up and make a move or he’d never have the chance.

“Because I obviously like you too. You can’t tell me you’ve never noticed it? I mean I don’t run around slapping your ass and drooling over you in front of your face. But, Cam and I feel the same way. We have for, well forever.”

“So you want to fuck me too?”

Jamie bit his tongue, unsure if he should open up a can of worms with his response. He knew the second he’d admitted how he felt, there was no turning back.

-

“You fucking told her?”

Cam’s voice was barely above a whisper as he scolded Jamie, shocked to know he’d finally grew a pair and told you how he felt. But not without dragging Cam into the mix along with him.

“Well, you told me to make a move, but then you were busy making a move and I got jealous and she noticed and it just slipped out!”

The two of them whisper bickering back and forth, trying not to make too much noise for you to overhear as you’d gone to take your hat and boots up to your room.

“It slipped out for you to tell our best friend that we both want to fuck her? Jimmy I swear to god I could kill you!”

Walking into the kitchen you couldn’t help but notice the two boys awkwardly stopping their conversation. Both of them smiling at you as if to cover up something.

“Um, hi?”

“Hey, how uh, are your feet feeling?”

Jamie tried his best to break up the awkwardness, Cam slightly laughing at his choice of a convention starter as he walked over to the island to crack open a drink.

“What is going on with you two?”

Leaning on the counter as you snacked on some chips, holding a hand out for Cam to pass you his drink so you could steal a sip. His eyes darting from Jamie to you as he handed it over, a smirk on his lips as he chuckled.

“Look, I know Jamie let the cat out of the bag. So, we just want to know, who would you pick?”

Leaning against the counter as he took his drink back from you, Cam couldn’t help but smile. Crossing his arms over his chest as he awaited your response. Jamie’s eyes wide as he had no part in the questioning, easily you knew this was Cam’s idea.

“I’m sorry?”

Playing dumb you countered the question as you walked over to Cam, jumping up to sit on the counter as he shook his head. He could see right through you, knowing that you knew exactly where he was going with this conversation. But you figured you’d have a little fun with the two of them, make things more interesting.

Cam looked to Jamie, seeing that he wasn’t going to be the one to push the conversation forward, per usual he’d have to be the one to take the lead.

“I said, which one of us would you pick to fuck you?”

Cam’s hands were now on either side of your thighs, his lips inches from yours as he studied your response, seeing how you’d slightly tensed up as he got closer. Your breath hitching in your throat at his forwardness.

“I have to pick?”

A playful tone in your voice as you raised an eyebrow at him, watching as he leaned back against the counter behind him to join Jamie. The two boys in front of you impatiently waiting for a response. Cam assuredly thinking the answer would be him simply on account of his boldness. While Jamie was hoping it was him to knock Cam off his high horse, wanting this competition between the two of them to finally be over with.

“Can I pick both?”

Both of their eyes going wide at your response as they were sure you were joking, earning a slight laugh from you. The idea certainly not one you’d had prior to this very moment, but who could blame you?

Cam had always struck you as the type of guy you’d normally go for. Outspoken, a little bit of an asshole, knows he’s hot and will be sure to remind you of it. But could back it up with his body and his ability to make you blush with every flirtatious comment that came off his lips.

Jamie on the other hand, was more reserved and lacked the surplus of confidence Cam possessed. He’d compliment you, but never too boldly. Always a gentleman and respectful, though you often wondered what he might be hiding should you ever get past his shy demeanor. Like Cam, his body was one you’d occasionally get caught staring at, the both of them strict about their gym routines and it showed.

Still in their cutoff flannels from the festival your eyes landed on their biceps, then traveling to their chests that were peeking out due to one too many buttons being undone. Which you definitely appreciated, having to squeeze your thighs together to help with the building pressure you’d started to feel as you thought about the idea of the two of them finally getting their hands on you after wanting the opportunity for so long.

Cam took notice of you pressing your thighs together, a smirk on his lips as he looked at Jamie, who was clearly hot and bothered himself over the idea as he awkwardly adjusted his stance as if to hide a growing problem in his shorts.

“Well, what do you say Jimmy, should we give the little lady what she wants?”

He waited for a moment, to get some type of response from Jamie, but he clearly was unsure of the idea. Like a deer in headlights as he watched Cam close the distance between the two of you. His lips immediately on yours, sloppy as he’d clearly been aching to have this moment. As predicted, Cam fought you for dominance. His tongue pushing past your lips as his hands gripped your face, a slight moan escaping you as you gripped his ginger curls.

Cam playfully bit your lip before his trailing kisses down to your neck. First sucking, then biting, and finally trailing his tongue over the red marks to soothe the skin.

“Fuck Cam”

He smirked against your skin hearing his name pour from your lips, urging him to continue. As your eyes slowly fluttered open, you found Jamie trying to ease the discomfort in his shorts. Embarrassed when he locked eyes with you, unsure of what to do. Sensing his hesitation to jump in, clearly by Cam taking charge of the situation, you reached a hand out to him. Pulling him towards you by his shirt as his hands softly rested on your thighs.

“Oh come on Jamie, you said you wanted to fuck me right?”

Your tone playful as you teased him, pulling him by the chin to your lips. Fingers tangled in his black locks as his hand moved to your waist, lightly digging into your skin as he finally seemed to relax.

“Atta boy Jimmy, don’t be shy. She wants it just as bad as you do.”

The kiss intensified as Jamie became more comfortable, a hand slowly pushing past your tank top to find your lace covered breasts. His hand immediately bypassing the fabric, earning a moan of approval from you as you broke the kiss, gazing up at both boys with lust filled eyes. The two of them unsure what to do next as they’d not planned for a moment like this.

“How about we go somewhere that gives us a little more space to work with?”

Biting your lip you nodded in agreement, Cam pulling you in for one last kiss before he led the way upstairs. Jamie offering to help you from the counter, to which you accepted. But not without trying to ease his nerves in the process.

Wrapping your arms around his neck you pulled him in for a kiss, his hands gripping at your waist as your legs circled his, inviting him to lift you off the counter.

Jamie carried you upstairs, the two of you stealing more kisses from one another before he laid you on the bed. Cam tossing his shirt to the side, then discarding his shorts before he’d begun trailing kisses up your thighs.

Jamie following suit before joining you on the bed, his lips finding yours again as his hands pulled your tank top over your head, eyes immediately getting ahead of his actions and undressing you further. Your hand dropping to his cock that was pressing against your side through his briefs. Jamie moaning into the kiss as you palmed him over the fabric.

Cam noticed your focus on Jamie, lightly biting at your inner thigh to gain your attention.

“Ow fuck, Cam!”

“Sorry, you were giving him all the attention. I want to know I’m making you feel good too baby.”

His hands hooked into the waistband of your skirt, pulling it down with your thong in one motion. Instinctually you closed your legs, nervous for the boys to see you so vulnerable, but Cam immediately gripped your thighs, pulling them apart as he positioned himself at your core.

“Come on baby, you can’t be shy now. You chose both remember?”

Your breath hitched in your throat as you felt Cam’s tongue trace up your slit, your free hand falling to his hair as you gripped his curls. The other hand pushing past the waistband of Jamie’s briefs, stroking him slowly as his lips fell to your neck. Breath heavy as he moaned against your skin.

“Fuck.”

His moans were needy, telling you’d need more than just your hand.

“Take these off, let me give you more than just a hand.”

Lifting his hips, Jamie pulled down his briefs. His cock slapped against his stomach as your jaw had slightly dropped at the sight. His size definitely not what you’d expected but you weren’t complaining.

“Mmm, you gonna suck his cock while I eat your pussy baby?”

Without warning Cam slips a finger between your folds to accompany the work of his tongue. Your hips arching off the bed into his touch as Jamie pulled you towards the edge of the bed, tilting your jaw to face him as he stroked his cock. Eyes falling to yours for the go ahead before slowly thrusting into your mouth.

“Holy…fuck.”

His hands falling to your hair, guiding you down as far as you’d let him. Gagging as you deepthroated him, Jamie’s breathing harsh as his head fell back at the feeling.

“Mm, she being a good girl for you Jim?”

“So fucking good.”

Jamie’s eyes met yours as he watched you take all of him in your mouth, his grip tightening in your hair as he fought the urge to fuck your face. Wanting to go easy on you and not rush anything.

Cam dipped a second finger into you without warning, picking up his pace as your hips bucked against him. His free hand moving to hold your hips in place. Wanting to help you ride out your orgasm.

“Fuck, oh my god Cam I’m gonna cum.”

“Don’t stop fucking her face Jim, make her take it.”

Jamie grabbed your hair, finally giving in to his urges. Thrusting into you as his cock hit your throat, eyes watering as you felt your climax closing in. Cam’s tongue and fingers in unison as your clenched around them, hips lifting off the bed as you came. Your moans muffled as your mouth was preoccupied with Jamie’s cock.

“Mm, she tastes so fucking good Jim. Come try for yourself.”

Jamie pulled his cock from your lips, taking Cam’s place between your legs. His eyes flashing up to you for approval before you gripped his hair and urged him to taste you.

Cam positioning himself behind you as his hands gripped your breasts, kneading the skin before focusing on your nipples as he watched Jamie along with you.

Jamie’s tongue slowly traced your slit, stopping to pay attention to your clit, the sensation causing you to buck against his face as you were still coming down from your high. Cam’s lips falling to your neck, kissing and biting at the skin before he brought your lips to his.

Hearing you moan into his mouth let him know Jamie was doing a good job. He watched as your hands gripped his hair tight, grinding your hips to match the rhythm of his tongue and fingers.

“You want him to fuck you now? I think you can handle it baby.”

Biting your lip you nodded your head, fingers releasing their grip in Jamie’s hair, though he continued. Enjoying the taste of you as he’d felt you tighten your grip on his fingers, letting him know you were close.

“Tell him what you want, use your words.”

“Please Jamie, fuck me. I need you.”

The words pouring from your lips like magic to his ears, his cock twitching at the sound of you begging for him. Pulling his fingers from you, immediately earning a whine as you already missed the contact. Cam’s fingers soon taking over as Jamie lined himself with your entrance.

He stroked himself a few times before thrusting into you, the feeling of Jamie’s cock stretching you while Cam’s fingers circled your clit had you seeing black.

“How does she feel Jim?”

“So fucking tight, fuck!”

Jamie’s hands gripped your hips as he couldn’t bother going slow, his thrusts hard and quick as he’d already been close since you’d had him in your mouth.

“Does he feel good baby? Stretching you out while I rub your clit?”

Cam’s cocky smirk was working overtime. You always assumed he was a freak, but you swore he was made for sex. The way dirty talk rolled off his lips and had you dripping wet at the sound, you were wondering how you’d gone so long without this.

“Mhm, feels so fucking good. I, I’m so close. Please don’t fucking stop.”

But instead he pulled himself from you, a gasp catching in your throat as you’d had your climax halted from the immediate loss.

You looked at Jamie as he climbed onto the bed, laying down next to you as he stroked himself.

“It’s only fair Cam gets a chance to feel how tight you are too baby.”

The sound of Jamie calling you baby had you melting, rolling over onto your knees as Cam gladly took advantage of the opportunity to fuck you from behind. His grip tight on your hip as he teased your slit with his cock, loving how wet you were.

“Ready baby?”

Ready as you’d ever be.

You’d taken Jamie’s cock back into your mouth as his hands tangled into your hair, forcing you down his length as Cam finally thrusts into you. Your moans muffled as you deepthroated Jamie, Cam’s fingers leaving bruises on your skin as he held you while his thrusts showed no signs of ceasing.

“Fuck, pussy is so tight baby. Jimmy didn’t stretch you out too much huh?”

“Fuck you Cam!”

You watched as Jamie spat back at Cam before his eyes reconnected with yours as your hand began working in unison with your mouth. His hips bucking against you as he grew close to his climax.

“Shit…I’m gonna cum baby. Keep sucking his cock, make sure he cums for you.”

“Mmm, shit. I’m gonna cum.”

Both boys moans turning you on, the low groans and grunts that spilt from their lips as they both were nearing their peaks. Watching as Jamie’s abs twitched while his breaths were short and choppy.

“Yes, fuck, ah”

The boys groaned out almost in unison. Jamie’s head fell back against the pillow as he came, your mouth still on his length as you felt the warmth of his seed hit the back of your throat. Making sure to swallow it all while you felt Cam pull his length from you as he came on your ass.

The three of you sweaty and exhausted as you tried to catch your breath. Cam heading to the restroom to grab a towel, while Jamie found you a tshirt and himself some shorts.

As the three of you got cleaned up, you nestled between the two of them under the blankets. Your head on Jamie’s chest with your legs were tangled with Cam’s, his fingers tracing circles on your thigh.

“So, you think you’ll be more likely to come visit us in Philly next season?”

Cam raised an eyebrow at you while Jamie just laughed, a hand running through your hair as you shrugged.

“I mean, if the visit is anything like tonight, I don’t see why not.”

The boys both smiling at your answer, pleased with themselves that they didn’t disappoint. Happy to have finally gotten the chance at something they were sure would never happen.

“I think the real question we want to know is, who was better? And it’s okay if you need to tell Cam he was better just so his feelings don’t get hurt, I understand.”

Rolling your eyes you could not believe how competitive they truly were. Although you could, considering that they made it a point to trash talk each other during sex.

“Mmm, hate to say it but I think it’s a tie. We might need to try again to solidify a winner?”

[chukys-mouthguard]

back with another song related request but this time it’s when the party’s over by billie eilish, typical angst turns smut or fluff with jamie drysdale (or trevor zegras)

as usual can’t wait to see what you come up with and i hope you had a good weekend 🫶🏼

nothing is better

2k words

genre: angst; ending is suggestive of smut or fluff, whatever your heart interprets it to be

featuring: trevor zegras x female reader

request: yes

note: this was honestly hard for me because the song was really difficult to interpret, but hopefully i did alright 🫶🏼

Trevor’s finger hovered over the screen, debating on whether or not he wanted to toy with his emotions and call you. It was late. His eyes glancing at the clock, 2:42am. Surely you would be asleep.

Though his call wouldn’t necessarily be unexpected, he did this almost every time he went out with the boys. Getting drunk, missing you, and ending up at your place. The “relationship” one that you surely should’ve expected from a young NHL star like Trevor. It was strictly sex, to put it bluntly. It’s what worked for you both, though you’d occasionally questioned why it couldn’t be more.

Trevor telling you he wasn’t ready, he couldn’t handle his schedule along with a relationship. And he never saw things with you being more than what they were.

But he was lying, to you and to himself.

He wanted to have everything and more with you. Date nights, to see you at his games wearing his jersey, posting tons of pictures of you on his social media to show you off. But he knew that he was only bound to hurt you. His schedule being so demanding, and you deserved a boyfriend that could be there for you whenever you needed them. Not one that would be gone weeks at a time, whose game days left no time available to be with you.

And while he knew a relationship would end with him breaking your heart, he couldn’t help but feel simply hooking up wasn’t any better. Knowing that you longed for more, and while he did too, he’d never give it to you. It seems cruel, unfair even for him to knowingly continue being friends with benefits. It wasn’t something he necessarily enjoyed doing, but he kept it going because it meant he could still have a part of you. Even if that was for only a few hours every now and then.

So he tapped your name on the screen, holding the phone to his ear as his fingers traced over his steering wheel while he waited to hear your voice.

“Trev, it’s almost 3 in the morning. Really?”

Your tone immediately told him it was wrong to call, but he couldn’t help that he’d wanted to see you. Not even for the sex, just to be with you. To fall asleep next to you and pretend for a little while that things were different. Until the morning came to pull him back to reality and he’d have to leave, not knowing when he’d see you again.

“I’m sorry, I can head home. I just, I wanted-“

“It’s fine, you can come over. Just, hurry up. Please.”

He could hear in your voice that you wanted to say no, to tell him another night would work better.

Anything.

But the second you’d heard his voice, to know he wanted to see you, even if it was just for sex, you folded. Taking any moments with Trevor you could, knowing all too well you’d regret it in the morning.

As much as you knew this would never be more than strictly sex, you kept it going because you were so sure it could be more one day. That Trevor would stop telling you he couldn’t handle it. That it was for the best because he would only hurt you in the end. But even in him trying his best to protect you, it broke your heart every time he’d walk out the door. Never knowing when you’d see him again, simply having to wait for a night that he reached out or you were desperate for him and he was free.

Though you couldn’t help but admit you felt dumb, letting yourself be stuck in a strictly sex situation with someone like Trevor. It was almost a classic trope that if your friends knew they’d criticize you for. Confirming your own thoughts of being stupid for holding onto something he’d clearly told you would never be more than what it was.

You never having discussed your feelings about it all with Trevor, just tucking them away because what was the point? Surely he cared somewhat, but not enough to be in a relationship with you so why bother boring him with your displeasure with the way things were?

A simple “here” text came from Trevor letting you know to head to the door. Opening it just as he prepared to knock.

The tan, brown haired boy smiling that signature grin down at you as he walked in. Wrapping you in a hug and kissing your head, lightly chomping on gum he’d probably popped in his mouth on the drive to eliminate any lingering taste of alcohol, remembering how you hated the taste of beer when kissing him.

“How are you? Missed you.”

The words tugged at your heartstrings, but you tried your best to ignore it, not reading much into it as it was something he’d always said.

“Tired, not really in the mood if I’m honest.”

He could see on your face you weren’t yourself, normally you were happy to see him, no matter the time. But it was clear you were upset, something clearly on your mind.

“So, let’s talk.”

You laughed, crossing your arms over your chest as he pulled out a chair and sat at your island. Talking wasn’t something you did, and you weren’t sure what his intentions were. It was late, he didn’t come for this, why would he come for this?

“Talk? That’s why you called me at 3am, to talk?”

“Well you’re not in the mood, I’m not gonna make you sleep with me if you don’t want to. So, what’s wrong?”

His tone was a bit snarky as he shrugged, waiting for you to explain yourself to him. But you knew there was no point, the second you’d start he would cut you off and tell you we’ve been here before, you know my feelings about it.

“It doesn’t matter. You don’t care.”

Shaking your head you retreated to your bedroom, figuring if he didn't want to sleep with you he’d leave. But instead he followed you, grabbing your hand to get your attention.

“I do care, why the hell do you think I don’t?”

“Because you only talk to me for sex Trevor!”

Your words echoing through the apartment as he dropped your hand. This wasn’t a side he’d seen from you before, even in previous times where you’d brought up wanting more. It was clear to him you weren’t happy.

“That’s, that’s not entirely true. I mean, sure it’s sex nothing more serious. But to say I only talk to you for that? That’s bullshit.”

“Name 5 times you’ve called or texted where sex wasn’t your main reason for doing it?”

Counting to ten in your head you waited, Trevor not able to formulate a response. Telling you all you needed to know.

“Exactly my fucking point. Just, go home Trevor.”

Climbing into bed you’d hoped he would get the hint and leave, but that small part of him that so desperately longed for more with you stopped him from walking out. Knowing he’d lose you for good if he did.

“You think I don’t want it to be more than just sex? You think I like the way things are?”

“You tell me that you like things this way!”

“Because I’m lying y/n! I’m lying to you and to myself!”

His shouting caught you off guard, Trevor sitting at the foot of your bed and resting his head in his hands. Trying his best to figure out what to say, but knowing it wasn’t going to be the right thing.

“Lying? So you just think this is some type of game? To toy with my emotions like that and lie that you don’t want those things with me?”

His fingers gripped at his hair as he knew this was going to do the opposite of fix things. This would be it, because it was clear he was no good for you. He cared too much about not caring at all. To pretend that he had all these reasons for not being with you, when in reality it was simply that he was afraid to hurt you. Lying just to avoid the negatives, when there was no guarantee they’d even come, it was wrong.

“No, I, it’s not a game to me at all. I just, I can’t give you more. I told you from the start if we took things further you’d end up hurt. And i care too much about you to do that.”

“And what do you call this? Cause this shit hurts. To know we could’ve had those things, but because you were too scared of something that wasn’t even guaranteed to happen, you just used me? What the fuck Trevor.”

He saw the pain in your eyes, tears welling up in them as you tried your best to be strong. Ignoring the thoughts of you were right after all or the fact that you ended up looking like a fool for believing you could change his mind.

“I, I couldn’t lose you. Even if I only got you for a few hours every now and then, I couldn’t lose that. Lose you. So yeah, I lied to you and myself, I lied to convince myself that I couldn’t be more for you. That I wasn’t good for you. And, you let me in, but I still hurt you. The point of me saying all of it was so you didn’t get hurt. I’m sorry, I really am. But please don’t think I didn’t care, because in reality I cared so fucking much.”

His words meant nothing to you at this point, to know you could've had everything you wanted with him. That he’d been hiding the fact that he wanted the same thing. It broke you. The way he would do what he could to always convince you not to walk away. And you let him stay, walk all over you. You let him hurt you like this.

“I fucking hate you Trevor.”

Wiping the tears from your face you stood up, crossing your arms as you waited for him to get the hint it was time to leave. His eyes regretful as he saw how hurt you were, reaching for your hand but you retreated.

He couldn’t see you this way, not because of him. Though this is exactly how he’d imagined, it didn’t mean it hurt any less.

“Please, don’t hate me.”

His voice above a whisper as he stood up, pulling you into his chest and fighting off your attempts to break free. Eventually giving in and crying into his embrace. His hands tracing circles on your back as he attempted to calm you down. Giving you time to breathe before he’d pulled away, taking your face in his hands.

He searched your eyes for any clue as to what was going through your head, but all he could see was the hurt behind them. It broke his heart to know that he caused this. That you could say you hated him. He never wanted that, he never imagined things would turn out this way.

Pulling you in for a kiss was all he thought to do, hoping that you’d reciprocate and take back the words you’d said. The moment his lips touched yours you felt yourself falling deeper into the hole he’d dug. Wanting so badly to stand firm in your feelings, but knowing you’d miss him the second he left you.

Trevor rested his forehead on yours as he held your hands, trying to convince himself that this was it. That it was time to walk away and give you the freedom you deserved. The freedom to no longer be hurt by him.

“I just, I can’t leave you like this, upset and saying you hate me.”

His voice was soft, wavering as you could tell he was trying to ignore any emotions he’d felt. Clearly trying to convince himself that he needed to be done, but failing.

“Then don’t leave.”

[cuttergauthier]

Hockey Fanfiction Masterlist Part ONE

You can find the Imagine/blurbs/Insta edits i've written for each player under their written below!

Dylan Duke

→Imagine

Teasing 0.9k

→Blurb

→Insta Edits

Dylan Duke x TikToker Girlfriend

Nick Blankenburg

→Imagine

Cuddle Buddy 0.6k

→Blurb

Sick boy 0.4k

→Insta Edits

Nick Blankenburg x Team Mom

Jack Hughes

→Imagine

Lies 5.2k

New Jersey ONE��| TWO | THREE | FOUR 4.7k

Fresh Start 1.0k

→Blurb

The One Where They Meet 0.1k

The One Where They Become a Couple 0.1k

→Insta Edits

Jack Hughes x Y/n Jenner ONE

Jack Hughes x Y/n Jenner TWO

Jack Hughes x Female Brisson Reader

Jack Hughes x Childhood Crush

Jack Hughes x Female Kelce Reader

Soft launch x Mercer au

National Champions x Mercer au coming soon...

Graduation x Mercer au coming soon...

Trevor Zegras

→Imagine

Fixing my Broken Heart 3.1k

→Blurb

→Insta Edits

Trevor Zegras x Victoria secrets Model

Trevor Zegras x Older girlfriend

Cutter Gauthier

→Imagine

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Lake house 1.6k

Stay With Me 1.0k

→Blurb

→Insta Edits

Cutter Gauthier x Hughes sister au

Matthew Knies

→Imagine

Enemies To Lovers 1.8k

New Leaf ONE 1.1k

New Leaf TWO 1.5k

New Leaf THREE

New leaf FOUR

New Leaf FIVE

New Leaf SIX

New Leaf SEVEN

Saviour 1.5k

→Blurb

Things Change 0.5k

→Insta Edits

Matthew knies x zegras sister

Matthew Knies x Matthews sister

Mason McTavish

→Imagine

Doctor 1.0k

→Blurb

→Insta Edits

Mackie Samoskevich

→Imagine

Hurt 0.9k

→Blurb

Christmas Teasing 0.6k

→Insta Edits

Cole McWard

→Imagine

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Snowstorm 2.3k

I Care About You 0.6k

→Blurb

→Insta Edits

Ryan Leonard

→Imagine

Secret boyfriend 1.3k

→Blurb

→Insta Edits

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Mark Estapa

→Imagine

→Blurb

Sleep 0.5k

→Insta Edits

Mark Estapa x Y/n jenner ONE

Mark Estapa x Y/n jenner TWO

Luke Hughes

→Imagine

→Insta Edits

Luke Hughes x Caufield sister

Luke Hughes x Zegras Sister

Luke Hughes x Duke Sister 

Red Savage

→Imagine

→Blurb

Jealous Red

→Insta Edits

Quinn Hughes

→Imagine

Neighbours 3.4k

→Blurb

Meeting her daughter

→Insta Edits

Quinn Hughes x Celebrity’s daughter 

Quinn Hughes x Actress

Jamie Drysdale

→Imagine

→Blurb

From Hate To Hugs 0.4k ONE

From Hugs To Kisses 0.3k TWO

Drunk whispers 

Philadelphia? 0.3k

→Insta Edits

Jamie Drysdale x Zegras sister

Josh Norris

→Imagine

Love Me First, Hate Me Later 6.3k

Thunderstorm 1.1k

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Overprotective 0.4k

Secret Pregnancy 0.6k

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Frank Nazar

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Listen 0.4k

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Ethan Edwards

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Ethan Edwards x Famous part two

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Keaton Pehrson

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→Blurb

Knight & Shinning Armour 0.4k

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Luca Fantilli

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Colton Dach

→Imagine

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Thomas Bordeleau

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→Insta Edits

NHL Debut

Thomas Bordeleau x Famous Singer

Thomas Bordeleau x Ex back together

Thomas Bordeleau x Girlfriend

Brendan Brisson

→Imagine

→Blurb

→Insta Edits

Brendan Brisson x NHL player’s daughter

Brendan Brisson x LA Influencer ONE

Brendan Brisson x LA Influencer TWO

Cole Caufield

→Imagine

→Blurb

→Insta Edits

Cole caufield x Girlfriend

Cole Caulfield x Actress

Nick Suzuki

→Imagine

→Blurb

→Insta Edits

Nick Suzuki x Caufield sister

Johnny Beecher

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That's Hilarious 0.3k

→Insta Edits

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[cuttergauthier]

From Hugs To Kisses

female reader x Jamie Drysdale

Part TWO of From Hate to Hugs

Warning: against, fluff

word count: 0.3k

let me know what you guys think🤍

Jamie ordered the pizza and about 30 minutes, the delivery boy knocked on the door, Jamie went and got the pizza before sitting next to me on the couch.

“Here we go, dig in” he said after putting the pizza box on the coffee table.

“Thanks” I said before taking a slice.

The Ducks vs Wilds game started so our attention was on the tv.

“Dammit” Jamie scoffed after Minnesota scored for the 3 time.

It was now 3-0 for them.

“It’s only the first period they have time to catch up” I reassured him

“Yeah but it’s still not good when the first period is only halfway and we loosing 3-0” he snapped

“Jezz sorry” I said embarrassed. I should have known that Jamie being nice was not going to last.

He let out a sigh putting his face down

“No I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have snapped at you, it’s just frustrating that I can’t be there to help them” he said sadly.

“I know, I can’t begin to understand how that must feel.” I said.

He was sitting pretty close to me so I put my hand on his shoulder.

He looked at me, I could see his eyes go from my eyes to my lips then back to my eyes. I moved my hand from his shoulder to his cheek, I leaned in and kissed him. It took him a second before he kissed me back. Our lips moved in sync.

We both pulled away breathing heavily.

“We should have done that earlier” he said chuckling

“Definitely” I said smiling. He leaned in and kissed me again.

When we pulled away he smiled.

“Maybe I should be nicer to you”

“Maybe” I said smirking

“Can I take you on a date tomorrow?” he asked

“Yes, I’d love that” I replied smiling

“perfect”

[cuttergauthier]

From Hate To Hugs

female reader x Jamie Drysdale

Warning: against, fluff

word count: 0.4k

let me know what you guys think🤍

Today was a long a day, I just really needed a hug. All my friends are busy and the boys are on an away game in Minnesota right now, the only one who’s still in town is Jamie since he’s injured and we don’t exactly get along. 

I was on the verge of tears so I thought what the hell and made my way to his place, I’m already embarrassed enough so it can’t get any worse right?

I grabbed my jacket and made my way over, he was my neighbour so it wasn’t far. 

I knocked on his door, waiting for him to open. I started to get nervous, he’s probably going to laugh in my face. He finally opened the door looking at me annoyed.

“What are you doing here? Came to be rude again? You’re annoying” he said

“Apparently you give the best hugs:” I said with tears in my eyes

He looked confused for a second.

“huh? Oh, yeah why?... wait, do you want one” he said chuckling

“You know what never mind” I said as a tear rolled down my cheek.

Before I was able to walk away he pulled me in a hug. I started crying, which made him hug me tighter.

“Come inside” he said dragging me inside, he still had one arm around me.

He walked me to the couch and we sat down.

“What’s wrong?” he asked worriedly.

“Everything” I said still crying. He wiped away my tear with thumb.

“Want to be more specific?” 

“I failed the exam I spent two weeks studying for, then I went to get coffee since I didn’t get much sleep last night and ended up dropping it on my shirt, so I had to go home to change then I went back home to change and I was late to my next class, nothing has gone right today” I said. 

He started to chuckle.

“It’s not funny” I said slapping his shoulder.

“I know, but a lot of things could have been worst. You’re smart y/n you’ll pass your next exam. Although I can’t do anything about the coffee” he said chuckling making me laugh.

“I never thought you’d be the one to cheer me up, so thank you.” I said smiling.

“Anytime” he replied smiling

“do you want to stay and we can watch the game together?” he asked

“are you sure?” 

“Yeah, I don’t mind” he said smiling

“I was going to order pizza, is that okay with you?” he asked

“Yeah that’s perfect” 

He nodded smiling.

[cuttergauthier]

Doctor

Female Doctor reader x Mason McTavish

Warning: Hurt Jamie, fluff Mason, Hospital

word count: 1.0k

Sorry for taking so long, this week has been busy & i haven’t had much time to write!

let me know what you guys think🤍

I was at work since 7:00 p.m. I had the night shift today, It’s now 10:00 p.m. I live in Anaheim, I grew up here, now I’m a doctor at Anaheim medical center, I work in Orthopedics.

“Doctor Y/n you’ve got a new patient” Nurse Emily told me, before giving me a file.

“Thanks Em, which room?” I asked

“Room four” she said smiling.

“Thank you” I smiled before we both made our way to room four.

When we got there, I knocked before going in.

“Hey, I’m doctor y/l/n, I see you hurt you’re left shoulder?” I asked as I walked into the room. I looked up from the file to see the patient on the bed and his friend sat in the chair next to the bed.

His friend was good looking, I smiled at both.

“Yeah” my patient said.

“I would like to get an x-ray so I can see how serious it is, and we can go from there” I told him. he nodded.

“How did this happen?” I asked as I looked at his shoulder.

“Hockey injury” he said in pain. I nodded. 

“Okay the swelling as gone down, so I’m going to take you to X-Ray so we can see how bad the injury is” 

He nodded and Emily and I brought him into the x-ray room. Jenna the radiologic technologist got him ready for the x-ray as Emily and I went to the other room and met with the radiologist.

“Dam poor kid, this is only his second season and he’s already injured” the radiologist Paul said. I looked at him confused.

“Huh, what do you mean its only his second season?” I ask confused, I know he said it was a hockey injury but how would Paul know it’s only his second season.

“Do you not know who he is?” Paul asked me.

“No, all I know is he’s, my patient.” 

“I thought you grew up watching the ducks?” 

“I did, haven’t watched them play in a while though. What does this have to do with him?” I was still confused, did he mean this guy played for the ducks? 

“He’s on the team, he’s number six, he’s pretty good to” Paul said, and I nodded.

“Dam then this must really suck then” I said sadly. This is his career, I can’t even imagine what I would do If I couldn’t be a doctor because I got injured.

The X-ray came through and Emily got Jamie back to his room. I had to wait and see with Paul to look at the x-ray.

“Crap it’s a torn labrum” Paul said.

“He’s going to need surgery” I said sadly. Paul nodded. He gave me the x-ray and I made my way to room four so I could tell Jamie the news.

I knocked on the door before entering.

When I got Jamie and his friend were talking, but they stopped when they saw me.

“How bad is it doc?” Jamie asked.

“I’m sorry Mr. Drysdale, but you can see here that you have a torn labrum, and you will need surgery.” I said sadly as I showed him his x-ray. He was devastated.

“When can I have the surgery? And how long will the recovery be?” he asked. His teammate looked at him sadly.

“To have the surgery we need to make sure there is no swelling, the swelling is almost gone, so I can give you some medication and I can schedule the surgery tomorrow morning” I told him.

“And his recovery?” his friend asked me.

“Four to six months” I said.

“Dammit” Jamie said.

“I’m sorry, I know you want to get back to playing, but we need to make sure your shoulder is fully healed so you don’t injure it more” I said sadly.

He nodded and agreed.

I schedule the surgery and said he could go home.

I walked out but his friend followed me.

“Hey, can I talk to you for a second” 

“Of course, what can I help you with?” 

“You’re really pretty and I was wondering if I could get your number?” he asked nervously.

I smiled and nodded.

He handed me his phone and I put my number in it, before handing it back to him.

“My names Mason by the way, I’m Jamie’s teammate” he said smiling.

“It’s nice to meet you Mason, you can call me y/n, text me sometime” I said smirking before walking away.

………

About a week later Mason called me and asked me on a date. I have a day off so I said yes.

I was getting ready, he said he would pick me up at 6:30 p.m. for dinner.

I’m excited but nervous, I really hope this goes well, especially since I’m his teammates doctor.

Once I was ready it was 6:15 so he would be here soon. I sat down on the couch waiting. A few minutes later the doorbell rang.

I made my way to the door and opened it. 

“Hey” I said smiling

“Hey, you look stunning” he said smiling.

“Thank you, you look handsome” 

“These are for you” he said handing me a bouquet of flowers.

“Thank you, these are beautiful, come in” I said making my way to the kitchen so I could put them in a vase.

Once I was done, I turned around and looked at him smiling.

“Are you ready to go?” I asked.

“Yes, let’s go” he said leading the way outside.

He opened the passenger door for me. I looked at him and smiled before getting in.

“What a gentleman” I said and he smiled.

“Of course,” he said smiling.

We made our way to the restaurant.

The date went really well, Mason was an amazing guy. 

When he dropped me off back at home, he walked me up to the door. I looked at him smiling.

“I had a really great time tonight” I told him. he smiled.

“So did I, I was hoping we could do it again sometime?” he asked

“I’d love that” 

“umm… can I kiss you?” he asked nervously. I chuckled before nodding.

He leaned in and kissed me. I put my hands around his neck as his go around my waist pulling me closer, our lips moved in sync.

We pulled away breathing heavily. We both smiled as his forehead leaned against mine.

“Wow” he said smiling.

“Wow is right” I smiled back.