#mason mctavish smut

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Bed Chem-J. Drysdale & M. McTavish

Jamie Drysdale x fem! reader x Mason McTavish

In which the Ducks are in town and you three revisit something you thought got left in Anaheim

Warnings;? Smut, threesome, oral (m receiving), kissing, cursing, protected sex!, p in v, porn with a plot pretty much!, I apologize for any errors!

This follows my nasty girl au so i recommend reading these two parts first!

Day five of my Kinktober special!

You truly thought you’d never find yourself in this position ever again especially not after the trade.

However the bottle of wine and delicious steak dinner quickly escalated and next thing you knew your boyfriend and Mason had you trapped against the kitchen counter.

Your skirt was pushed up around your waist with masons hand between your thighs while Jamie’s lips were locked with yours.

You moaned into Jamie’s mouth as Mason pushed in a second finger, his rough fingers slightly thicker than Jamie’s.

“Missed this didn’t you.” Jamie spoke in your ear.

“Fuck yes.” You moaned, there was no use in lying Jamie could tell anytime you were.

Jamie knew something had brewed between the three of you after those nights in Anaheim and when he caught you drooling at masons workout photos a few weeks ago he knew what he had to do.

While he’d told you he invited Mason over for a simple dinner in your new Philadelphia apartment the two men had actually talked about sharing you again.

Mason grunted against your skin from where his tenth sunk into the opposite side of your neck, his scruffy beard tickling the sensitive skin.

“Feels so good Mase” you whimpered, head tipped back as you enjoyed the sensation of the two men against you.

The weight of their strong bodies pinning you against the counter had your mind spinning with dirty possibilities.

They were so alike but so different in bed, they both aimed to please you and that’s all that mattered to them but fuck when differences came in, they were very different.

Mason liked to fuck, and fuck hard. He wants you screaming till your voice is hoarse and throat raw as his back is cut open from your nails and you’re both so tired out that you can’t even move after.

Jamie loved to make love, he drew orgasm after orgasm from your body until you were shaking and crying. He fucked you deep and slow, fucking you right to sleep after your body was to spent to keep going.

Feeling both of them at the same for the first time in a year had your body feeling thousands of things at once.

Masons deep voice pulled you out of your head his encouraging words and sped up movements making you realize how close you were to reaching your end.

“Come on honey, can fell how tight your cunt is clenching around my fingers.” He purred in your ear as his teeth teasingly nipped the lobe.

Jamie smirked at the way your body responded, your mount dropping in a silent moan, body shaking as your high continued to rapidly approach.

“Gonna cum for Mason baby?” He asked dark eyes locking with yours admiring the blown out look in your doe eyes.

“Mhm” you nodded the overwhelming pleasure not allowing you to get a proper word out.

“Come for us, come all over my fingers while your boyfriend watches like the little slut you are.” Mason smirked.

And come you did, your body shook as your back arched into the air eyes rolling to the back of your head as the pleasure became to much for a second.

Both men watched as the pleasure raked through your body, sharing a smirk as you went slightly unresponsive for a moment until Mason moved to pull his fingers from your dripping cunt.

Your eyes snapped open watching as the brunette brought them to his mouth and sucked, a low groan leaving his body at the taste.

“Missed the taste of that pretty cunt.” He smirked dipping down to connect your lips.

You moaned at the taste of yourself allowing his tongue to fill your mouth as he took lead, you wrapped your arms around him, hand tangling into the curls at the base of his neck.

Pulling away you turned to look at Jamie who stood next to the pair of you, eyes glittering with lust as his bulge pushed against the tight denim of his jeans.

You could feel masons poking your lower stomach, knowing both men were just as needy as you were you moved away from them.

On shaky legs you begin to move towards your and Jamie’s bedroom, slowly pulling of your top and throwing it behind you.

Next thing to follow the trail was your bra and soon your skirt, looking back you found them both staring with hungry eyes.

“Coming?” You smirked before disappearing down the hall and into the master bedroom.

By the time both men got their shit together you were laying in the middle of the lush bed, condoms ready on the bedside table.

They both groaned at the sight of your bare body, quickly stripping of their clothes they joined you on the bed.

Jamie made quick work of flipping your body so you were on your hands and knees with Jamie in front of you and mason behind.

And wow was the Deja vu strong.

“Masons gonna fuck you while I take your mouth, that okay baby?” He asked.

“Yes, please.” You begged looking up at him with nothing but hunger and lust.

He smirked at your expression before handing Mason a condom.

You could hear Masons small whimpers as he slid the latex over his thick cock and it didn’t take long before you felt the cool material rubbing at your entrance.

“Ready pretty girl?” He asked.

“Yes fuck me Mason, please.” You whined wiggling your hips against him in desperation.

The man chuckled at your antics before he pressed forward sliding his cock in inch by inch to allow you some time to adjust.

Jamie watched as your mouth dropped open at the mix of pleasure and pain, your eyes squeezing shut until Mason was all the way in.

You released a breath of air at the feeling, you were so fucking full. Where Mason was a little thicker than Jamie they were just about the same length so you were used to how deep the man was sitting inside of you.

Seeing that you were content Jamie guided his cock to your mouth smirking as you opened it with no hesitation.

He groaned as he slid inside of your warm and wet mouth, he went till his cock his the back of your throat and your small gags filled the room.

He sent a nod towards his friend and next thing you knew they were moving at the same time the pleasure causing you to cry out so loud you were sure the people next door could hear.

The pleasure was overwhelming it filled every inch of your body to have both of them sharing you again.

The way Masons hands came down against your ass as Jamie’s hands pulled on your roots had your body shivering with need.

“Such a good girl.” Mason grunted from behind you.

“Taking us so good.” Jamie joined in on his friend’s praise.

You pulled away from Jamie to catch your breath stroking him with your hand you looked behind you, catching sight of Masons sculpted body.

“You two feel so good, filling me up so good.” You babbled before Jamie was bringing your mouth back to his cock.

The sounds in the room were downright dirty, a mix of your gags on Jamie’s cock and Masons skin slapping against yours had your mind reeling.

You could feel the band in your lower stomach getting tighter and tighter the mix of the both of them with your earlier orgasm making it hard for you to hold the next one off.

You pulled off Jamie with a pop, “Getting close.” You cried out before dropping back down to take his cock once again.

Mason didn’t need you to tell him, he could feel the way your cunt clenched around him the way your moans got louder and louder around Jamie’s cock with every thrust.

He couldn’t lie he was almost there himself, it had been a year since he felt your tight cunt and he was struggling with himself not to come like some inexperienced teen.

Jamie was right on the edge as well, the vibrations of your moans had chills running down his spine, his grunts and groans no better then either of yours as your mouth worked wonders on his cock.

“Shit.” He moaned hands gripping your hair as he took full control and pushed his cock in and out of your mouth.

You held his eyes as he fucked your mouth watching as his chest began to heave and his thrusts got sloppy before eventually coming to small stutters as he came down your throat.

You didn’t hesitate to swallow it all, sticking your tongue out to show your boyfriend you swallowed it he shook his head at you.

“Such a nasty girl.” He panted before lying back against the headboard eyes now trained on how his friend continued to fuck you.

Jamie could tell you were close, your moans had turned into little pathetic cries and your thighs were beginning to shake slightly.

“Mase! Fuck I’m cumming.” You cried.

Jamie smirked at your words realizing he knew you just as well as you knew yourself.

“Go ahead pretty girl, milk my cock like a good slut.” Mason spoke.

His words sent you over the edge as your body began to quiver; freshly done nails digging into the cotton comforter as your mouth dropped open in a silent scream.

You pulled Mason over the edge with you, choppy moans filling the room as his hips began to stutter and he fucked the both of you through your Highs.

“Fuck, fuck fuck.” He groaned before spilling his load into the tight condom.

He took a second to catch his breath before pulling out slowly and collapsing on the bed next to your spent body while Jamie looked down at both of you.

The older of the two smiled as he watched you curl towards Mason for warmth and he took that as a sign to get you a bath started.

“I’ll be right back.” He spoke softly slipping off the bed and sliding his boxers back on as he disappeared into the bathroom.

Feeling Masons hand run over your hair you opened your eyes to find him smiling at you softly.

“You uh-you know I didn’t come here to just sleep with you right? I swear I really did miss you guys.” He spoke up.

Your heart ached at the worry etched on his face, “Hey, I know you would never do that Mason. You are to nice of a person for something like that, and thank you we missed you a lot too.” You smiled softly.

“It’s been so weird without you guys.” He hummed softly.

“Same here, it’s so weird not waking up to Trevor belting Katy Perry at seven in the morning or you screaming because you can’t find your socks.” You laughed.

“Hey! It’s not my fault that damn washer is a sock muncher” he groaned.

You guys shared a giggle at that before relaxing into a soft silence your eyes meeting once again and before you knew it both of you were leaning in.

You locked your lips in a soft kiss tongues dancing around each other as his strong hand rested on your hip pulling you closer to his sweaty body.

You two make out weakly until Jamie popped back in the room to let you know the bath was ready forcing you two apart.

Carrying you into the bathroom Mason sat you in the bath, asking Jamie where you kept the sheets so he could change them quickly.

Jamie joined you in the tub after his friend set off for new linens, his body relaxing behind yours he began to wash you.

“Thank you for this.” You spoke up.

“Don’t have to thank me baby, it’s something we both enjoy.” He shrugged, kissing the back of your neck softly.

You hummed at the feeling of him allowing his hands to continue running along your body as he washed you clean.

“Missed him a lot, it’s weird living without him and Z still” Jamie said after a few moments of relaxing silence.

“That’s what we were just talking about, it was nice seeing him.” You smiled.

Jamie agreed reaching for your shampoo to wash your hair continuing with your shower routine before he was up and drying himself off, helping you next.

You two exited the bathroom to find Mason laying on the clean bed with fresh clothes and wet curls hinting that he took a quick shower in the guest room.

“I’m gonna jump in the shower and I’ll be right out.” Jamie placed a kiss to your head before going back into the bathroom to wash himself properly.

“Feel better?” Mason questioned.

“Yes” you smiled grabbing some pajamas before getting into bed next to him snuggling close to his side to watch whatever he had on.

Jamie joined shortly after on your other side his large body sandwiching you between them as he too turned his eyes to what was playing on the tv.

You fell asleep like that, tucked between their strong bodies as they both held onto you like you’d slip away in their sleep.

There truly was noothing got better than that.

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pairing(s) — TREVOR ZEGRAS x f!reader (established); JAMIE DRYSDALE x reader; MASON MCTAVISH x reader; trevor x jamie x mason wc — 2.2k synopsis — what better gift on your friends to bestow than the gift that keeps on giving?

note — happy valentine's day, my lovelies!! as my gift to you, i've decided to release whatever the hell this is from the archive <3 i randomly dropped this on patreon post-ficmas '24 because, per usual, i was possessed by the ghost of perpetual horniness! we know it'll happen again, so just know i am totally down to write a follow-up if there's any interest teehee! oh, and to the anons who requested some jd + tz content after the trade (rip), i hope this satisfies the craving!! (and you don't mind masey being thrown in the mix)

and with that... i’ll see myself out 🚶‍♀️

specific content warnings under the cut.

cw — everyone’s a lil bi because why not, trevor is boyfriend of the year, mason and jamie bickering over whose turn it is to munch, tz + reader are switchy and mason + jamie are bratty and subby, oral (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), accidental edging, trevor being a cocky menace and stirring the pot, and a wee bit of a cliff-hanger bc i'm incapable of controlling myself :-) oh, and the current pet name fixation of the week! + trevor calling himself daddy (once) while being condescending to all parties lolz

“—stop getting in my way.”

"or what?"

silence.

then, an exasperated groan.

“i wouldn’t need to be in the way if you were doing it right.”

the long, drawn-out sigh you hear sounds far away, like an echo from somewhere out in the distance, but you know it's coming from behind you—directly behind you.

your boyfriend abandons the soft curves of your chest, which you vehemently protest with a petulant mewl, to massage the tension building between his eyes; if he’d known this would turn into such a headache, he never would’ve suggested this.

“clock’s running, boys. if you wanna waste your very limited time between my girl’s pretty legs bickering with each other, be my guest.”

jamie and mason exchange a glare, united in their distaste for their friend’s tone and attitude in spite of their sudden animosity toward one another.

a pretty girl could do that to a friend group.

only, you haven’t come between the trio in the way one might assume. you might’ve been the catalyst in jamie and mason’s current strife, sure, but that's where your meddling begins and ends. no, you’ve come between them in more of a physical sense, at the behest of your boyfriend and their best friend.

trevor zegras veered toward possessive—territorial, even—most days, but, tonight, he’s feeling strangely generous. it is the season of giving, after all. however, his kindness hardly felt like a gift anymore. the gesture lost its luster soon after the silky ribbon was untied and discarded... and the bitching began. charity work would be a more apt descriptor, in his humble opinion.

he’s expecting an edible arrangement from the ladies of orange county in the near future.

but if anyone deserves some compensation, it's most definitely you, and trevor has just the shiny something in mind. what was originally intended to be the crown jewel of your holiday gifts will now function as a “thank you letting my friends use you as a practice dummy” token of appreciation.

“guess we also need to teach you to share,” you huff, exhausted from the accidental edging and frustrated by trevor's shifted attention.

the worst part is that you don’t think they’re perceptive enough (or have enough experience with a woman’s body, even) to see the agony, the by-product of their inadvertent torture, smeared plainly across your dazed and dewy face. your boyfriend's best friends have unintentionally dragged you to the brink of insanity, and you're reluctantly hanging on by a fragile thread.

said boyfriend's lips caress your temple. “can’t say i blame them. with you freshly unwrapped—just out of the box—and all... i wouldn't know how to share you, either.”

eager is a nice way of putting the boys' behavior thus far, but selfish is a more befitting adjective for their uncoordinated fervor.

two interesting things to note since you were spread wide—presented—to your boyfriend’s closest friends and collegues. the first being that while jamie is enthralled by the way you clench around his lithe fingers, mason favors his mouth; and second, trevor’s harder than a rock from showering his friends with the same domineering aura usually reserved for you in the privacy of your shared bedroom.

(or, the backseat of his car. the abandoned lifeguard tower beside the pier and, on occasion, the recently refurbished dressing room.)

mason also enjoys spitting on your sensitive bits more than he’s comfortable with, the apprehension bright in his eyes. but, watching the run-off of his saliva and your syrupy arousal drip onto jamie’s fingers before both are shoved into your heat is too distracting to pay any mind to the internal chaos of unearthing a new and unforeseen kink.

what jamie lacks in skill and experience, he makes up for in enthusiasm. for all his bashfulness, jamie drysdale is not shy about finger-fucking.

momentarily sat on his haunches, mason watches with feverish intent as his friend curls your toes with the simple curl of his marriage and middle, his pinky and pointer fingers splayed wide to keep his eye on the prize, sight unimpeded by plush, silky distractions.

no bells and whistles, just diligence.

soon, watching ceases to satiate the burly man and mason slips his own thumb into the mix. with his lips or his tongue—or his fingers, it now seems—mason mctavish is obsessed with your clit.

trevor shoots him a knowing wink; that's his favorite part, too. never do you make prettier sounds than when you’re having that special, highly-responsive bundle tended to. fingers, tongue, trevor's thigh... it doesn't matter, you fall apart all the same.

mason nudges jamie to one side and, much to your surprise, he goes without a fight this time, still stroking you closer and closer to the summit.

with his greater access, mason leans down. his nose splits duties with his thumb as he places wet, open-mouth kisses on your inner thighs, mons pubis, and, finally, the coveted pearl throbbing for affection. his mouth wraps around the little bud before pausing. he looks up for approval.

from trevor.

with the dip of his chin and a peck to your balmy cheek, your boyfriend encourages his best friend to suck on his girlfriend's clit.

mason needs no further coaxing. he alternates between suction and kitten-licks; his tongue was beginning to feel left out. all the while, jamie’s devoted fingers keep you pleasantly teetering on the end.

it's amazing the difference time and a little scolding can make.

“i think you’re enjoying this a little too much, bunny.”

“—m’sorry,” you whimper.

his warm, familiar chuckle fills your ear as he strokes your cheek. “i’m only teasing. you know how much i love watching you get all worked up. and, this way, i get to sit back and enjoy the view while they do all the dirty work.”

your eyes roll back, and his amusement grows louder.

“maybe, we’ll do this again? i wonder how fast they could get you off when they already know how the tricks.”

a raw, guttural sound claws past your lips.

trevor growls into your neck between love-bites. “you’d like that, wouldn’t you, greedy girl? is my mouth not enough for you—y’need my friends�� too? such a slutty little bunny i have..."

"no—only want y-you."

it comes out in a few, demure hiccups, the clarity of your protest impeded by those and the frantic shaking of your head.

your boyfriend can't help but twist your mind when you're like this, too weak and preoccupied by pleasure to give him any lip. his brat's gone sweet, fully subdued. and now he can have a little fun.

“—i know, i know. no need to get all worked up over nothing, silly girl. but it wouldn't matter much if you did, though, right?" the hand cradling your chin moves your head in agreement; he knows you're too far gone—too fucked out, to function. "no, it wouldn't because daddy doesn't share his toys. he needs you all to himself."

in this moment, you aren't sure if trevor loves or loathes you.

“lost your voice, bunny? you’re strangely quiet for a slut i know is close. i can hear it, and i know you can too. we all know you're fucking soaked. go on, don't be shy. i think their good behavior has earned them some praise, hm? doin' so good at following my directions—almost as obedient as you are, pretty thing. be sweet, then you can cum all you want."

his words, coupled with the overstimulation between your bent and parted knees, send your brain down a cloudy, all-consuming spiral. too overwhelmed by the boys kneeling at your altar, you can hardly string together cohesive thoughts, let alone speak adequate praise for their efforts.

...as if trevor expected anything out of your mouth other than garbled, pathetic mumbling anyway.

not to mention, jamie found the spot that makes you see stars on the ceiling as his best friend was busy whispering filth into your ear, and he's been bullying it with his deft fingers—three of them now, buried down to the knuckle. he gives it a short, purposeful rub just to show off his treasure.

you shriek and buck your hips into mason's waiting mouth. as his head dips back down to nestle against you, the angle of jamie's fingers changes and your vision blurs just a tad.

trevor's amusement thunders in your ears as he keeps you from shying away from the new sensation, an arm looped around your waist keeping you tight to his bare chest. and good thing, too, seeing as mason's tongue slips in between jamie's fingers not a second later.

they're right and truly pleasuring you now, and you can't wait a second more.

you surrender.

and, as promised, you show them what real moans sound like from a woman—not that fake shit they subject you and trevor to through the walls on a semi-regular basis.

the sounds of you ripping at the seams spur them on, and it's starting to get difficult to discern who's to blame for the puddle beneath you. this are sloppier and more obscene than ever, and you're loving every single second of it, you almost feel like this is your gift and not theirs.

—which is why you nearly write it off as a trick of a pleasure-drunk mind.

you feel it against your sopping, swollen folds before they notice it themselves; in electing to run their tongues up and down the same path at the same time, their mouths mingled along the way—and continue to do so. the delicious, foreign sensation of their mouths tangled in a clandestine dance buys your silence. and easily.

sooner or later, they’d realize and your fun would mostly likely cease—they've never given any indication of feeling either way—and you weren’t about to speed the process along, especially not when you have the pearly gates in sight.

trevor's won't call attention to it either because he's enjoying it as much as you are. maybe more. he's twitching like crazy against the small of your back, and each time jamie and mason convene between your knees, his hips shamelessly rut into you softness like a feral dog.

he nudges you, warm lips against your cheek. "look."

giving your head a downward tilt, his firm hand directs your attention to the object of his—your boyfriend isn't the only one seeking respite by way of aimless grinding.

mason and jamie have their hips flush to your bed, their burning, sweat-stained cheeks glued to your inner thighs, one slightly scratchier than the other—the best of both worlds. their eyes are nearly black with lust. their frantic movements are more pleasure-seeking than precise, driving into the wrinkled sheets with just one thing in mind.

you've never seen anything quite like it before, and your body reacts in kind.

naturally, trevor sees the signs before anyone. he knows your body best, something he takes great pride in. you'd wager he knows more about what makes you tick than even you do. he's put in enough hours, that's for sure.

trevor doesn't bother disgusting the desire weighing on his voice, "beg."

your lips part as if on cue. your boyfriend (selfishly) indulges your pitiful little whines and repetitive pleas—he'll never pass up an opportunity to rub his handiwork in envious faces—but, eventually, he cuts you off before you get too far into the bit.

"—not you, silly bunny. them."

aghast, mason rips his mouth away and you whine at the sudden loss. jamie strokes your walls sympathetically.

"you're joking."

"does it sound like i'm joking, mctavish? you're lucky i'm even letting you see her like this, let alone touch what's mine, and it's a fucking privilege to watch her cum. convince me that you've earned it."

you weren't expecting to find it so erotic, the power trevor wields over them. you're no stranger to his persuasive prowess; his commands alone were enough to get you off some nights. but this is different, and markedly so.

watching him command his best friends—his friends, reducing them to docile creatures eager to eat from the palm of his hand with words alone, is what tips you over the edge.

their persistent chorus of compliance is swallowed entirely by your wanton cunt, but that was by design.

trevor always knows what you need.

when the dam in your abdomen fractures alongside your voice, he holds your wrists tight to his bare thighs, preventing you from grounding yourself in either of his friends' messy mops or finding purchase anywhere on his body. he can't have you distracted. he needs you to enjoy every second of it. your full, undivided attention must be on the pampering you're receiving, and the tender care with which his friends provide it.

it's okay if you're too weak—of mind, body or both—to make that happen for yourself. your boyfriend is more than willing to pin you down as you ride out your first high of the night. happy to, really.

on the come down, jamie rubs light, lazy circles over your sore, swollen clit almost apologetically. mason laps up your release because it'd be a crime to waste a drop—trevor made that abundantly clear earlier in the night. once he's drunk you dry, he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

"i think i could, um, use a bit more practice?" he announces bashfully—as if he didn't just make you squirt into his mouth.

jamie perks up at his side, fingers and lips still shiny. he's savoring the fruit of their labors like a precious delicacy, knowing it could be the last time he gets a taste. dark lashes shy and fluttering, his puppy-dog eyes blink up at you. "me too."

a wicked smirk forms on trevor's face; they see it, you hear it.

"gentlemen, how's your stroke game?"

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mason mctavish x fem! reader

warnings?: cursing, alcohol, irresponsible decision making l o l, smut (oral male receiving, unprotected sex wrap it before you tap it ladies and gents), mentions of pregnancy :) DAD MASON!!!

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you watched as mason sat awkwardly as the restaurant staff sang him happy birthday, earning a short laugh and shake of his head at the end.

“what are you embarrassed?” you tease.

“yes. now drink up that marg dani bought you.”

“yes sir.” you said already pretty buzzed from the few sips you already took of the strong drink. as the dinner continued you only got drunker, and sitting next to your best friend, dani terry, you have waited a while to hear some of the things she wanted to do when she first became a wag.

“you know, i was really tempted to like do some crazy things when i first got together with troy.” she whispers in your ear.

“i need ideas, im not new but im young so im crazy right?”

“oh of course.” she giggles, “i always wanted to get his number tattooed on my ass cheek but i always chickened out.”

“oh my god. i’m so doing that. will you come with me for moral support?”

“oh of course i will.”

“what are you guys talking about?” trevor speaks up butting in.

“nunya.” you scoff at him and he giggles knowing you were only joking.

“tomorrow? 1:30?”

“sounds good to me, send me whatever address and i’ll be there.” she laughs at you. you don’t know what you’re gonna tell mason but you know it won’t be that you’re going to a tattoo shop to get his number tattooed in permanent ink on your ass cheek. you get home about an hour later, it’s only 9:30 and you’re piss drunk.

“come on, let’s get you ready for bed.” he says and you feel all the emotions.

“i’m sorry i ruined your dinner, im so drunk. i’m sorry mason. please don’t be upset.” you blabber.

“i’m not upset at you.” he laughs, helping you remove your clothes and changing into your pajamas.

“i feel like you are though.”

“do i look mad y/n?” he looks up at you with caring eyes.

“no.” you admit and he kisses you on the head.

“see you’re fine, now let’s brush your teeth and get tucked in okay?” he asks offering his help which you accepted. he assisted you in taking out your contacts and brushing your teeth. once he stripped down to only boxers, he brings you over to the bed and tells you to take the tylenol he left on the nightstand before he could tuck you in. you did as you were told and laid down in bed, wrapped up in his arms.

the following morning you wake up feeling okay, given you had taken the tylenol before bed.

“good morning sleepy.” mason laughs lightly and kisses you on top of the head.

“good morning.” you say, rolling off of him and unplugging your phone and checking the time and for texts.

dani: still on for 1:30?

you: yep, getting up now.

you replied to her and stood up walking into the bathroom.

“hey mase?”

“yeah.”

“i’m going to lunch with dani, im leaving in thirty minutes.”

“okay.” he simply replies as you quickly shower and eat a snack. once you’re ready, you put on your watch and give him a kiss on the cheek.

“i’ll text you when im on the way back.”

“okay, have fun babe be safe.” he smiles as you exit the apartment. you and dani both arrive to your destination at the same time. you step out of the car, realization hitting you. this was too good.

“are you nervous?” she asks as she opens the door for you.

“no, i’m excited. his birthday is tomorrow so i’m excited to show him.”

“it’s gonna be gold.” she laughs as you sign in and show the artist what font you want to use.

“are you sure you want this on your ass cheek?” the artist laughs.

“yes, blame her for the idea.” you say pointing at dani as she raises her hands up on defense.

“at least it’s original and somewhat romantic.” the artist says as you lay down on your stomach, ass completely out. she places the stencil on the right side and in the perfect spot. she shows you a picture before giving her the go ahead to begin. the pain was like that of a cat scratch. a few short minutes later the artist wipes away the excess ink and places second skin on it. you stand up to look in the mirror and smile.

“that is amazing.” you laugh turning back to her.

“you don’t have to keep that second skin on after tonight since you said his birthday is tomorrow, it should be fine.” she says, removing her gloves and cleaning the area.

“perfect.” you smile. once she’s done she rings you up to pay and you both walk out of the shop.

“thank you for coming with me, this was a true bonding experience.” you say hugging dani as you walked to our cars.

“of course anytime, ill see you next game?”

“sure will.” you smile getting into your car and texting him to say that you’re on the way back.

“wow i cannot believe i have masons number tattooed on my ass.” you say to yourself as you pull out of the parking lot. once you arrive back at home, you see mason on the couch with his ps5 controller and a bowl of cereal.

“hey baby, how was lunch?” he asks you.

“oh it was great. what have you been up to?” you ask sitting next to him on the couch.

“just been playing my game. and eating cereal.” he laughs.

“sounds like we’re having efficient days today, i’m gonna go put my pajamas back on.” you say getting up and he smacks my ass lightly, which is something he loved to do. once you change back into your pajamas, you join mason on the couch, cuddling to his side as he picks a movie for the two of you to watch.

“you’re gonna be 21 in like 8 hours mase, how do you feel?”

“like i’m getting old because you’re still 20.” he giggles which earns a smack on his arm.

“oh whatever.” you say shoving him as he smiles, returning back to the movie.

“i got you something for your birthday.” you confess after about 20 minutes, barely being able to keep it a secret.

“baby you didn’t have to get me anything.” he says pausing the movie and turning to you.

“well i did. i wanted to.” you say knowing he hates when you spend money on him.

“you know i don’t want you spending money on me.”

“you’ll like it trust me.” you smirk kissing him on the cheek before grabbing his cereal bowl and taking it to the kitchen.

“the only thing i want for my birthday is you, in our bed, after midnight.” he says walking up behind you wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin in the crook of your neck.

“oh trust me, that’s a guarantee.” you say as he trails light kisses from your neck to your shoulder.

“good.” he smiles, squeezing your waist one last time before backing away and exiting the kitchen. as it got later, and the sun hung lower and lower, you spent the majority of your day on the couch watching his favorite movies.

“only two more hours.” you say smushing his face and kissing him on the cheek which earns a light giggle.

“can’t wait.” he smiles pulling you onto his lap where you make myself comfortable.

“it’s honestly nice spending my birthday only with you. i value our alone time more than you’ll ever know.” he says placing small kisses on your jaw.

“me too,” you say grabbing his face with your hand and placing a loving kiss on his lips. over the course of the last few months, he’s become way more comfortable with physical touch and affection as well as improving his use of words of affirmation and making sure you know you’re loved. night and day difference.

“you’ve changed so much since i met you mason.”

“is that good or bad?”

“good, you’ve become the most loving person i’ve ever known. night and day difference from the day we met.” you laugh as he hugs me closer.

“i needed you in my life clearly.” he laughs and his words make your heart flutter.

“just the same way i needed you.” you smile at him and he kisses you, standing up from his lap. the idea of sitting through the time remaining before midnight was practical torture. you snuck past a focused mason and quietly shut the bedroom door, changing into your newest black set you bought and putting your pajamas back on over it. opening the door quietly again, you walk into the living room and join him on the couch.

“fucking hell.” he yells losing the game.

“lose?” you ask.

“for the fiftieth time yes.”

“oh no i’m sorry.” you giggle a little bit as he turns off the console and beckons you over to him.

“cmere.” he says pulling you back onto his lap.

“so what’s my handsome about to be 21 year old have in mind for us tonight?” you ask brushing his curls out of his face with your fingers.

“oh we’re makin loveeeeeee baby.” he says shoving his nose in the crook of your neck, peppering kisses all over the area which sends chills down your spine.

“it’s 11:30.” you say wrapping my arms around him.

“i’m gonna stare at the clock till it hits 11:59 so i can carry you in our room and lock the door.” he says smirking against your cheek as he kisses it.

“you’re like a teddy bear mase.”

“only for you, everyone else can fuck off.” he says and you laugh together.

“yes everyone else can fuck off.” you laugh hugging him closer to you as you drifted into a comfortable silence, listening to his heart beat rhythmically against his chest soothed your nerves. you must’ve drifted off to sleep because you gained consciousness as you was lifted up off the couch and he adjusted you.

“did i fall asleep?”

“yes but it’s ok, i’m taking you to our bed.”

“no no it’s ok i’m up, i could hear your heartbeat and it put me to sleep.” you blush in embarrassment.

“you’re so adorable.” he says carrying you into your shared bedroom and setting you down on the bed. you look over at the alarm clock and see the time.

11:59.

he shuts the door and clicks the lock. you stare at the clock as it changes.

“happy birthday baby.” you say walking over and kissing him deeply.

“thank you sweet girl.” he says running his hands down your body.

“are you ready for your gift?”

“yes?” he questions as we begin to get undressed.

“okay sit down.” you say once he’s stripped down to his underwear.

“okay?” he does hesitantly. you pull off my shorts as the last piece and do a full turn.

“what am i looking for other than the fact that you’re wearing a new set?” he says and you turn around so he can examine my ass.

“y/n.” he says and you turn back around.

“mason.” you say.

“you did not get my number tattooed on your ass.” he says.

“oh i did.”

“god you’re so hot.” he says standing up and grabbing your face, smashing your lips together. his hands find their way to your ass and yours around the back of his neck.

“do you like it?” you say pulling away and grabbing his hand, brushing it over the tattoo.

“i love it.” he says smacking your ass firmly and picking you up and placing you on the bed. you remove the remainder of your clothing and get straight to business, he stands at the foot of your bed as you stroke his dick, his tip already leaking as he yearns for your touch. your tongue makes contact w his tip, circling it numerous times before taking his whole length into you mouth.

“oh fuck.” he says gathering your hair in his hand. you somehow take him all the way in your mouth and hollow out your cheeks, pulling him out with a popping noise to this time focus on his sensitive tip.

“my god baby you’re so perfect for me.” he says as you run your tongue down the length of his dick before taking it all back into your mouth. bobbing my head and working with your hands, you felt his cock twitch under your touch before spilling into your mouth. you swallow every drop and then let him go, opening your mouth to show you swallowed it all.

“that’s my good girl.” he says grabbing your face with one hand and bringing your lips up to his desparately.

“can i take you from behind?” he says pulling away earning a nod from you.

“only if you promise i can ride after.” you say holding out my pinky which he gladly accepts.

“gladly. i wanna see your gorgeous face while you take me.” he smirks kissing you again before getting into your position.

“wow i could get used to this.” he says placing his hand on your ass, running his thumb lightly over the raised skin of the fresh tattoo.

“good because it’s gonna be there forever.” i giggle before he pushes his dick into you unexpectedly.

“oh fuck.” you moan out as he instantly hits your cervix.

“you like that?”

“fuck yes i do.”

“good.” he says before retracting his hips and slamming back into you, pricking your eyes with euphoric tears. he continues this pattern leaving you screaming and moaning like crazy. sex with mason had always been good but it seems like you’ve motivated him.

“that’s my good girl right there.” he says continuing to pound his thick cock into you at a nearly unbearable pace.

“oh my fucking god mason i’m gonna come.” you say, mascara running and starting to drip on the sheets.

“let go baby, come for me.” he says as an orgasm tears through your body like a freshly sharpened knife, pulling a loud moan from your throat. he slows down his pace allowing you to come down from your high and he pulls out, continuing to jerk himself off.

“oh baby your mascara.” he says laughing before letting go and grabbing a tissue, wiping the running makeup off your face gently.

“there’s my beautiful girl.” he says tossing the tissue on the floor and kissing you lovingly. he lays down with his head propped up on two pillows. he helps me as i position myself over him and sink myself onto him earning a grunt.

“you’re so god damn gorgeous.” he says palming your tits as you lean over to attach your lips again. his kiss is like a drug and you’re addicted. you move up and down at a decent pace, placing your hands on his abs, nails slightly digging into his skin.

“oh yeah right there.” you say circling your hips around on him while locking eyes with him as he sits up and connects your lips once again as you continued.

“that feels so fucking good.” he says as you continue before bringing yourself up and down again.

“god you’re gonna make me come again. you fuck me so good mase.” you say leaning over and kissing him, feeling your abdomen tighten at the thought of of another climax.

“oh fuck fuck fuck. me too. oh fuck.” he says moments before spilling his warm seed into you as your walls clenched around him. you slowed down, not once losing touch. he stayed in you while you kissed again and cuddled to his chest, staying for a good while.

“okay baby let’s get showered.” he says pulling out of you and carrying you into the bathroom.

-

*few weeks later*

“mason.” you a ay with a trembling hand.

“what, what is it?” he says flinging the door open.

“it’s positive.” you say with confusing tears brimming your eyes.

“oh my god.” he says with an unreadable expression that soon grew into a smile which spread onto you. you were so scared of how he would react.

“y/n we’re gonna be parents?”

“yes we are mason.”

“i wouldn’t want anyone else to be the mother of my kids, i love you so much.”

“i was so scared of what you’d say. i love you mase.” you reply before he kisses you hastily.

“i’m so scared mason.” you say as he wraps his arms around you.

“me too, but we’re in this together, we’re gonna be okay baby. our baby is gonna have the best uncles to grow up with and the best mommy to raise her.”

“awe mase….. wait why’d you say her?”

“i just feel like it’s gonna be a girl.” he shrugs and giggles.

“well i hope it is too.” you smile and he takes the test from your hand, placing it on the counter and bringing you into the bedroom.

-

june 2027

you arrived at the beach close to your home and set up all of your gear. mason leans down to place little juniper on the towel so you can put sunscreen on her little pale face. her bright blue eyes pierced your heart as she smiled bright at you.

“beach.” she says looking around at all the people.

“yeah beach.” you say as you open up the sunscreen and work some into her face.

“where’s daddy?” she asks in her sweet voice.

“i’m right here juni.” he says and she whips her head around and smiles.

“hi daddy.”

“hi baby.” he says kissing her on the head before placing her little purple ducks sun hat on.

“shit, mason im gonna go rinse my cup. it has sand all over it. watch juni.” you say standing up and grabbing your cup. you turn to walk away before you hear her speak up.

“mommy what’s that on your butt?” she asks and you freeze. you turn around slowly and make eye contact with mason and all he does is laugh and shake his head.

“it’s mommy’s tattoo.” you a ay squatting down to her level.

“why is it on your butt?” she asks and you look at him again and his face is burning red from laughter and you pause not knowing what to say.

“i’ll tell you in about 15 years how about that?” you say patting her on the head before you walk off to the ocean earning a solid chuckle from mason. you return back to your spot after a few minutes of relaxing on the shore to see mason fast asleep with juniper sleeping on his chest. you could’ve cried at the sweet sight. this is your family and you wouldn’t trade them for the world.

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Only Yours | Trevor Zegras & Mason McTavish

summary: when it’s the annual Halloween party Mason has a surprise that you’re sure to enjoy.

trope: love triangle

request: yes/no

warnings: sexual themes, p in v (unprotected!), oral (m receiving!), swearing, degradation, choking, threesome.

word count: 2.53k

authors note: okay so here is the long awaited part two of the other man! I tried to come up with what to say for this celly prompt but I think that this was the right choice in the end.

That image had been etched into Mason’s mind for weeks.

You remained blissfully unaware of the conversations that went on between Trevor and Mason about that night.

So as you fiddled with the tie around your neck you couldn’t help but feel warm when Trevor’s eyes watched Mason’s arm wrap around your waist.

Part of you wondered if Trevor let your night where your judgment lapsed slip to your boyfriend as the boys began to share glances with each other.

Jamie was hosting a Halloween party for the team and whilst he and Trevor were two different Ken’s where the earlier was the only one with a blonde wig.

Mason had suggested that you two dressed up as characters from your favourite movie, men in black “you look so fucking good.” Mason groaned seeing your nipples hardened against the thin white vest you had on under your suit jacket.

It made you smile “you do too.” Your lips looked plump under the dull kitchen light “I need you in a bedroom.” He confessed dragging his fingers over the waistband of your shirts.

This was the first time you had seen him act needy towards you “think Jamie would mind if we christened the guest room?” Your voice was soft as your thighs clenched hoping that Mason didn’t want you to go back to yours even if it was a mere five minute drive.

His laugh was music to your ears “lead the way f’me princess.” Mason pressed a kiss against your temple as your hand locked with his.

Trevor’s smile faltered as he watched you and your boyfriend leave the kitchen “dude I’m sure we can find you a girl that isn’t taken!” Jamie proposed as he simply thought that Trevor had an innocent crush on you.

That the New Yorker merely liked you, when in actuality he liked watching you get pushed to the edge under him. Call him obsessed or something but knowing that your body shook against your sheets because of him was the best boost his ego could ever get.

So rather than revealing the truth that Trevor wasn’t ready to share you he just nodded “I just gotta go get some air.” The older boy announced as he sent his empty beer glass on the counter before he made his way further into the apartment “should I tell him he’s going to the bedrooms?” Jamie furrowed his brows as he thought to himself.

Mason groaned as he saw your smudged red lips pull away from his face “have I ever told you how pretty you are?” He blurted out grabbing your jaw in his fingers as he held your face in front of his.

Your cheeks reddened “once or twice.” Your lip caught between your teeth as your hands rested under his shirt on his torso.

His defined abs beneath your nails were tense when you slide down his thighs “it’s time I treat you for being such a good boy.” You cooed palming his boxer in his shorts.

The hockey player watched as he leaned back on his hands “please don’t fucking tease me baby.” He pleaded to the sound of your giggles “but you make it so easy.” Your lips formed a pout as your hand lowered his shorts and boxers together revealing his aching cock.

Mason forced his eyes open to send you a glare “I’m not going to ask twice.” He warned feeling your pathetic kitten licks to the head of his cock “only because of how good you’ve been playing.” You mumbled letting your saliva coat his cock as you pushed your hair back behind your ears.

You swore his breath hitched when your lips lowered around his cock “shit y/n.” Mason whined feeling your tongue press flat against the bulging vein.

His fingers locked into your hair “such a pretty fucking girl aren’t you.” The hockey player cooed as your head bobbed against his length. Mason light pressure that he applied to the back of your head forced his you to take all of his cock as your throat constricted around his tip.

In that moment he had no clue how long he was going to last as your tongue swirled around him “you’re so good at this.” Mason loved how you skilled your mouth was as it constantly made him see stars.

With a rush of confidence that shot through you causing you to replace your mouth with your hand “you wanna be a good boy for me Mase?” Your voice was velvety as it egged him on “like you want to come for me.” You cooed smiling as he nodded.

Mason’s jaw went slack “gonna need an answer from you pretty boy.” Before he could respond your lips went back to his cock making the boy groan in pleasure “I’ll be your good boy, just please.” The hockey player begged.

Those walls soaked up the sounds of your needy boyfriend like a secret that was forever going to be kept as Mason sat in the edge of the bed with his legs spread “you sure you like that?” The voice sent shivers down your spine as you never haltered your motions.

Trevor leaned against the wall as he smirked “she takes orders better than she gives them.” He blurted out as Mason locked eyes with him “isn’t that right y/n?” The bait was hung and both boys watched in anticipation for you to take it “grown out of the role of your dirty whore Z.” You spat sending the boy a glare as you looked back to Mason “fuck my face.”

The order was on that you didn’t need to say twice “don’t stop.” Mason grunted as his eyes screwed shut. His moans were caught in his throat “let go.” Your voice vibrated through him as you knew that Trevor was still watching you when Mason came.

As you lapped up your boyfriends release you swore you heard the older boy scowl “you’re so cute baby.” Mason gasped as you stuck your tongue out to show him that you had swallowed it “now you want to know why Trev is here?” You got off of your knees as you nodded.

Now it was time for Trevor to talk again “he knows about that night.” Your eyes went wide as you stared at Mason “I’m not mad baby.” He cooed running his hand over yours “in fact it’s kind of hot.” That confession from Mason shocked you as he got up.

Mason ran his fingers through your hair “I want to see you with him.” The Canadian kissed your lip. From the moment he clicked on the notification Mason wanted to know about the things Trevor did to make you want to be back in bed with him. Sure part of him was hurt by the cheating yet it was all quickly replaced by curiosity.

You remained silent as you watched both boys smirk “if you don’t want this then I need to hear you say it.” Mason squeezed your hand as he would have happily gone back to your apartment and act like this never happened “no I want this.” Your voice was soft as you pecked Mason’s lips before he went and sat on the couch to the side of the bed.

Trevor moved closer to you as he licked his lips “fuck I missed this.” He groaned tugging at the ends of your suit jacket causing it to fall to the ground. His lips barely brushed over yours in an attempt to make you needy “Z.” You mumbled, that worked.

His smirk was clear “why don’t we show Mase how you were for me?” Trevor proposed ignoring the irritated look on your face “for old times sakes.” It was clear he enjoyed this as you nodded undoing your shorts before you lay on the bed.

This made him click his tongue “you know this isn’t what I’m talking about.” You avoided Mason’s eyes as you spun over leaving your ass in the air “let me fix this for you.” Trevor’s calloused fingers ran over your neck as he reached for your tie “gonna show him how you love to be fucked.” The fabric covered your eyes leaving you in a suspenseful darkness.

The soft sounds of Mason running his hand over his sensitive cock were masked by Trevor’s footsteps around the room “please.” You begged hoping to feel something when nothing came.

It made Trevor smirk “told you she’s a needy little girl.” The comment was directed at Mason as the American placed his hand on your ass “this pussy is still so fucking wet.” He mumbled to himself as he let his other hand run over your slit.

Your body pushed against him as the soft moments over your clit caused your hands to clench. That was enough to make Trevor pull away as he couldn’t wait any longer to have you “tonight you’re gonna show Mase just how much of a good girl you can be.” Sounds of his belt getting undone before it hit the floor made you clench around nothing “when I say something I expect an answer princess.” Trevor lay a soft smack to your ass making you jump.

You were quick to go through your mind for what you wanted to say “ye-sorry o’course.” You rambled making him laugh “you’re already falling over your words and I haven’t even fucked you dumb yet.” Before you could snap back at him with whatever stupid remark your mind would find next you were silenced by his cock running over your clit.

Trevor pinched your hips as he bottomed you out forcing your cunt to stretch to his size “fuck.” Your words were muffled as the comforter on the bed swallowed them “c’mon baby let him hear you.” Trevor tugged at your hair bringing you away from the comforter as he began to thrust his cock.

Your cunt ached for him as you had spent the last two nights with your vibrator thinking that the boy inside of you was using it “so big.” Mason didn’t miss how your hips began to roll back against Trevor’s as you two settled into a steady pace.

His jealousy was soothed as he wrapped his hand around his already aching cock “you like player my dirty whore don’t you?” Trevor let his other hand reach down to your clit. Your legs began to shake “I know you feel me in there.” He leaned down to whisper that into your ear.

Whilst this was a moment that Mason was meant to be in control of it was clear that he was on a losing battle as you moaned Trevor’s name “please don’t stop.” You begged feeling his cock throb from inside of you.

The older boy groaned as your cunt clenched “not planning on it.” Not being able to see Trevor meant that you were left to being unbelievably close already as the pleasure you were getting felt heightened “you remembering who this cunt belongs to?” His hand left its print as he hit your ass for a second time.

Mason was just about to stop him when your whine cut him off “you, you own it Z.” You nodded now bouncing yourself against his clock as you were desperate to come.

As the tie remained covering your eyes you didn’t realise that Mason was no longer enjoying this “you going to be a good girl and come?” Trevor had to admit that he had begun jerking off as he watched your give Mason a blow job which was why he was hot in your tail.

A frown was clear on the Canadians face as he made himself look presentable before he left “god please.” Now Trevor was disappointed that he didn’t have enough time to twist the knife into Masons heart as it shouldn’t have been this easy to win.

As your forehead rubbed against your fist your hips drove against Trevor’s “you’re going to have to beg for this.” His voice echoed in your ears as your cunt squeezed around him.

Your lips let out a whine as his fingers toyed with your clit “please don’t stop.” You groaned reaching up to move the tie from your temples “don’t you fucking dare.” The hockey player warned as he raised his hand to your ass leaving a red print as you moaned.

Your lips formed a pout “I want to see you.” You whined feeling your walls hug his throbbing cock “only good girls get to see when they get fucked.” Trevor grunted bringing your back flush against his chest.

A yelp left your lips in response to the new angle “I am a good girl.” You complained gripping your hands around your bouncing breasts.

Trevor laughed in your ear “but you lied to your boyfriend.” The reminder of Mason made your body feel hot as your head fell against Trevor’s shoulder “did not.” You spat feeling his hand wrap around your throat “you told him your weren’t my little whore anymore.” The boy reminder you as he pressed his lips against your temple.

Your thighs shook as your throat felt raw “please Z.” You craved your high more than you had ever before “let them hear what you are then.” As Trevor’s hand moved from your throat your body dropped to the sheets.

You welped “your little whore.” You moaned dropping your head as you didn’t know how much more you could take.

A coil tightened in your stomach “I’m all your Z.” Your confession brought a smirk to his face “now please let me come.” You begged using your own hand to tease your clit as Trevor’s found their home digging into your hips.

His eyes screwed shut “you gonna be a good girl and make a mess for me?” He cooed hearing your cries “yes please just-” you cut yourself off with a moan.

Trevor squeezed your side “let go baby.” With the final permission from him you did just that “fuck!” You whimpered as your cunt clamped around his cock.

The boy didn’t stop his movements even as his warm load coated your walls “so good.” Trevor grunted as his body shuddered when he pulled out.

Your cunt clenched around nothing as his come oozed out “not so fast.” The hockey player mumbled to himself as he used two fingers to push it back into your pussy “shit!” You jumped reaching up to pull the tie off of your eyes “warn a damn girl next-” you went silent as you saw that Mason was no longer there.

Trevor picked up on that as he reached down to grab his boxers “don’t act like you thought he would stay to hear you screaming my name y/n.” The hockey player clicked his tongue as he watched you sit on your ass.

A frown formed on your lips “even Mason knows I make you feel better than anyone else can.” Trevor mumbled tilting your head back so that he could kiss your lips.

What made it all worse was that you kissed him back.

Trevor was right.

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cardigan J. Drysdale

Jamie Drysdale x fem!reader

synopsis - when you and jamie get married you can’t help but look back on every single memory, good and bad, that led you two to this moment.

wc - 2.5k

contains - honestly mostly fluffy, some angst flashbacks but it’s a cute fic mostly, cursing, shouting, kissing, oh reader has a sister who is her maid of honor, i think that’s it (as always lmk!!)

an - i was about to post this yesterday but i fell asleep sorry lol. i’ve had this practically done for like a week but i kept thinking it wasn’t good enough. im actually really excited for this one! i might’ve not made Jamie and bad as James is but we all know Jamie would never do anything like James so. i love the folklore triangle SO SO MUCH (betty especially my favorite) so this one was so fun to write! i hope you love it!

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Today was the best day of your life, your wedding day. You married your best friend since 8th grade, Jamie. You were finally Mrs. Drysdale, Jamie had been waiting for this moment since he realized he was going to marry you in his senior year of high school.

The ceremony was absolutely gorgeous, Jamie cried during your first look and then again when you came down the aisle. He looked perfect, a navy blue suit matching the color of the ribbon on your bridesmaid's bouquets. Trevor was tearing up next to his best friend as you came down the aisle, his grey suit matching with the groomsmen.

Now Trevor’s suit jacket is long gone, thrown over his chair as he dances to an old 90s song in the middle of your reception hall. He had created a dance circle and brought most of your guests, even the elderly, into it. That was also where your husband was dragged to at the moment. Now you were sitting at your dinner seat, looking through the gift your sister gave you as she sat next to you.

Your sister had been your best friend since you were born, her being 3 years older than you. Now, she held your hand as you teared up turning the page of the photo book she’d made you.

vintage tee, brand new phone. high heels on cobblestones. when you are young they assume you know nothing.

The first picture there ever was of you and Jamie, sitting next to each other on your parents’ old couch, his arm wrapped cautiously around you at your 14th birthday party, when he was still just your friend boy. He’d gotten you a new shirt. Well, it was not new, but it was a thrifted vintage shirt you’d been looking for for months.

You’d also gotten a new iPhone 7, amazing at the time. It was a phone you texted Jamie on every night before bed, when during the school year you’d have to leave it on the counter of your kitchen till the next morning. It was crazy to think that those 2 little babies were married now.

sequin smile, black lipstick. sensual politics. when you are young they assume you know nothing.

You laughed at a different picture, remembering when you were almost 16, thinking you were hot shit with your dark lipstick at homecoming. Your beautiful boyfriend of over a year with his shining smile wrapped around your side.

You guys had shocked most when at 17 they asked how long you’d been together, and you guys answered with 2+ years. You guys were so young for how long you were committed to each other.

but i knew you, dancin’ in your Levi’s. drunk under a street light, i. i knew you.

You flipped a few pages, seeing a photo of you and Jamie (taken by your sister), slow dancing in the kitchen, him just in his jeans, bare back muscles on display in the photo. Another photo, you and Jamie, holding hands and running down the sidewalk of Anaheim, both quite tipsy as Trevor filmed you two, being the DD. It all was so surreal. You’re married, to Jamie, the boy you’d loved since forever.

hand under my sweatshirt. baby, kiss it better, i. and when i felt like i was an old cardigan, under someone’s bed. you put me on and said i was your favorite.

A picture of the night you and Jamie got back together. You had broken up for all of 2 and a half weeks when you were both 18. After almost 4 years of being together, it was overwhelming to think of him moving to Anaheim, so far from you.

He came to your place the night before he left, pleading with you to just try and make it work. It didn’t take much begging from him, you were always gonna be his. The way he made you feel, was like no other. His most special girl, as Jamie would put it.

The picture was a snap you’d sent to your sister, a selfie of you and Jamie both crying but laughing, with a caption “guess who’s fav couple is #backtogether!!!!” Your sister loved the photo so much, one of her favorites.

a friend to all is a friend to none. chase two girls, lose the one. when you are young they assume you know nothing.

A picture of you two when you were 16, he’d just won a game with his junior team and your moms needed a picture of you two together when he got off the ice. He’s still in all of his gear, you’re in one of his sweatshirts that had his name and number on the chest. His arm is around your waist, you’re both smiling from ear to ear with rosy cheeks. You remember that night, it was your first argument.

There were some girls, presumably player’s sisters, who were waiting around the locker room at the end of the game. Jamie was the first boy to come out of the lockers, and the girls decided to try and sink their teeth into him.

Jamie was trying to get them off of him, all he wanted was to see you. When you finally came over to the locker rooms, all you saw was Jamie with his back to you, and two girls rubbing his arms with big smiles on their faces, telling him how amazing he played.

If Jamie’s back hadn’t been turned from you, you would’ve seen his uncomfortable and upset face, and him telling them to get off of him. But you didn’t see that, what you did see broke your little 16-year-old heart.

You knew in the back of your head you probably should’ve waited to see what his reaction was but you couldn’t fight the ache in your chest when you saw it. You practically ran out to the car, texting your mom that you didn’t feel well and wanted to go home before your planned dinner with the Drysdale’s.

You got a few questions from your parents, but you just told them you felt sick. And you did, to be fair, just not in the way they assumed. Jamie texted, his parents told him how you felt sick and he was concerned. Your answers to his texts concerned him more though, you were being vague, a little mean, even. You’d avoided Jamie for almost a week before he came over when he knew you’d be home and questioned you.

His first thought was that you were really sick, but he also knew how you got when you were sick. If you were sick you always wanted Jamie however you could have him, in person, over text, on Facetime, anything. He knew it was something else. His suspicions were proven correct when he barged into your room, and you were lying on your bed texting, perfectly well.

He argued with you a little bit, just upset that you were telling him you were sick to not see him. He was almost embarrassed about it. When the truth finally came out, Jamie immediately softened, feeling bad that you thought he would give any girl other than you the time of day. When he told you what really happened, you felt so stupid. You apologized over and over. Jamie assured you he understood, but asked you to please tell him if something was ever bothering you.

but i knew you. playing hide-and-seek and giving me your weekends, i i knew you, heartbeat on the high line once in twenty lifetimes, i. and when i felt like i was an old cardigan, under someone’s bed. you put me on and said i was your favorite.

You were Jamie’s sanctuary, his place of peace when his world was upside down. Because of how long you’d known each other, you both could be kids again while together. Your moms bet that you would get married the minute they both found out you were dating. At 14, they both knew that you two were forever. They could see the soulmate connection you two have.

You made each other feel new, while also reminding each other of the good in the past. You came to every Otters game, then when he was drafted almost every Ducks game. Your parents weren’t skeptical even for a second when you said you were going to move to Anaheim and go to school there. They knew Jamie had you, and that you were in good hands.

to kiss in cars and downtown bars, was all we needed. you drew stars around my scars, but now i’m bleedin’.

Jamie had been there through everything. Every panic attack, every bad day, every fight with your parents. He was always there to hold you and whisper sweet nothings to you. He never expected anything from you except for your love, and that wasn’t a hard ask.

Jamie was the most loving and lovable person in the world. He knew what to say and when to say it. He was always able to make everything better, he was everything everywhere all the time.

cause i knew you, steppin’ on the last train. marked me like a bloodstain, i. i knew you. tried to change to the ending, Peter losing Wendy, i. i knew you. leavin’ like a father, runnng like water, i. and when you are young they assume you know nothing.

During those few months when you couldn’t tell what the future of your relationship looked like you were so scared. Pretty much everything you’d done in the past year or so had been for Jamie. Finding a school near Anaheim, moving across the country to Anaheim, trying to be the most supportive girlfriend you could.

Jamie was unlike himself for those months. You were scared the NHL would have forever changed the boy you fell in love with. He was just, different. You couldn’t tell if he was just getting older or if he felt like he had to act older to be respected in the league.

The night Jamie found you broken down is the night he realized he had almost ruined the one consistently good thing he had. He has apologized for weeks after, he felt so terrible and it made you feel even worse, seeing him tearing himself up over something you were past.

but i knew you’d linger like a tattoo kiss. i knew you’d haunt all of my what-ifs. the smell of smoke would hang around this long, ‘cause i knew everything when i was young. i knew i’d curse you for the longest time. chasin’ shadows in the grocery line. i knew you’d miss me once the thrill expired, and you’d be standin’ in my front porch light.

You knew no matter what happened to your relationship he would always be “the 1”. He had been your everything since you were 14 years old, there was no way you could ever get over him.

Jamie had realized his mistake of putting you on the back burner a few weeks before he was able to admit it. He had had a bad game, like really bad. He had multiple penalties, hadn’t done a great job leading the defense, or assisting the offense.

After the game, he was pissed with himself, but his best friend came over to him, patting him on the back and saying “Go home and relax. You’ve been so tense lately. Go be with your girl and chill, you definitely need it.”

It confused him, all season he’d been working harder and harder than ever before, and he assumed when all that work wasn’t helping, he had to push himself even more. He never realized that his best successes came from when he was relaxed when he had been talking to you before, when he could see you in the crowd.

You had come to as many games as you could all season. But one night, after a fight over God knows what, Jamie told you not to bother coming to his game the next night, and you hadn’t gone since.

Jamie had questioned his love for hockey at times during his rookie season. He’d even thought about what his life would look like without it. He never had to question one thing though, that you’d be there no matter what he did. He’d thought about his future, always just knowing you were gonna be there.

Jamie realized that you weren’t always gonna be there if he didn’t care for you like he should. He realized you could probably find another guy who would bend over backward to do everything you ever wanted for you. He realized he had to start doing that again, because you’d done everything for him in the past year, and never asked for anything in return.

and i knew you’d come back to me. you’d come back to me. and you’d come back to me. you’d come back.

You didn’t realize tears were running down your face until your sister wiped them away, tilting your head up to look at her. She then nodded to the side, and you followed her gaze, seeing your husband standing next to you. Your husband. His smile drops when he sees your tears.

“Hey woah baby, are you alright?”

You sniff and nod, laughing at yourself.

“Yes, just my stupid sister made me cry with her present.”

He laughed and shook his head at your sister, saying something about not making the most important girl of the night cry. Your sister stood up from her seat, going to pick up your niece who had fallen asleep at one of the tables. You turned back to Jamie after your sister had left, smiling at him with glossy eyes.

“You tired pretty?”

“A bit, but I guess I could dance with you a little more. At the end of the day, you are my husband.”

He nodded at you with amusement, letting out an “oh yeah?” and grabbing your hand to pull you from your seat, smashing his lips into yours. You held his face while he held your waist. You got a few whoops from your wedding party, calling you over to the dance floor, a Taylor Swift song had just come on, and Trevor was about to go crazy.

When you pulled away from each other, you both had the most lovesick smiles on your faces, intertwining hands and running over to the dance floor, jumping around with the people you loved most, shouting the lyrics to Cruel Summer.

Jamie was always gonna be yours, no matter what happened.

and when i felt like i was an old cardigan, under someone’s bed. you put me on and said i was your favorite.

-

i’m making a taglist for this if anyone would like that! comment or send an ask if you’re interested!

[zegrasdrysdale]

hockey fic masterlist

updated : october 20th, 2024 12:11 am

hockey headcanons masterlist

KEY : ❀ = fluff | ✧ = angst | ♡ = smut / nsfw

players are in alphabetical order by last name

cole caufield

to love and to be loved [ ❀ ]

zen [ ❀ ]

jamie drysdale

sneaking into vegas [ ❀ ] ~ PART ONE

hotel room service [ ♡ ] ~ PART TWO

protect the heart [ ✧ ]

last season [ ✧ ]

not our time [ ❀ ]

your last name [ ❀ ]

plus sign [ ❀ ]

oh canada [ ♡ ]

photograph [ ❀ ]

morning sun [ ♡ ]

what’s in a name [ ❀ ]

it’s not over [ ✧ ]

angel baby [ ❀ ]

guess who [ ✧ ❀ ♡ ]

ethan edwards

that way [ ♡ ❀ ]

make me forget [ ♡ ]

saddle up [ ♡ ]

do not disturb (w/ luca fantilli) [ ♡ ]

a tiny surprise [ ❀ ]

memorable [ ❀ ]

talking body [ ♡ ]

good morning to you too [ ♡ ❀ ]

luca fantilli

pent up [ ♡ ]

nico hischier

slip of the tongue [ ♡ ]

nightmare [ ❀ ]

sober thoughts [ ❀ ]

press pause [ ❀ ]

i’ve got you [ ❀ ]

don’t blame me [ ✧ ❀ ]

jack hughes

one day [ ❀ ]

daddy's girl [ ❀ ]

bitter rivals [ ♡ ]

sometimes goodbye is a second chance [ ❀ ✧ ]

don't know what for [ ❀ ]

the alchemy [ ❀ ]

luke hughes

604 miles [ ✧ ❀ ]

5 more minutes [ ❀ ]

lakeside kisses [ ❀ ]

wyatt johnston

just a fling [ ✧ ❀ ]

in every life [ ❀ ]

it’s supposed to be fun turning 21 [ ❀ ♡ ]

matthew knies

helping hand [ ♡ ]

winner [ ♡ ]

john marino

positively negative [ ✧ ❀ ]

first time forever [ ❀ ]

since when [ ❀ ]

mason mctavish

beach day [ ❀ ]

matt rempe

get you home [ ❀♡ ]

always the plan [ ♡ ❀ ]

trevor zegras

aftermath [ ❀✧ ]

it’s a love story [ ❀ ]

other masterlists

christmas fic marathon

regency au universe

falling for a hughes au

kinktober 2024

[pocketsizedq]

MY NHL MASTERLIST

Anahiem Ducks

Lukas Dostal

Mason Mctavish

Trevor Zegras

Arizona Coyotes

**Maveric lamoureux

Boston Bruins

Jeremy Swayman

Buffalo Sabres

Joel hofer

Chicago Blackhawks

**Connor bedard

**Frank Nazar

Columbus Blue Jackets

**Adam Fantilli

Cole Sillinger

Montreal Canadiens

Cole Caufield

Kirby Dach

**Juraj Slafkovsky

New Jersey Devils

Nico Hischier

**Alex Holtz

Jack Hughes

**Luke Hughes

John Marino

Dawson Mercer

New York Rangers

Matt Rempe

Philadelphia Flyers

Jamie Drysdale

Cam York

Toronto Maple Leafs

**Fraser Minten

Matthew Knies

Joseph Woll

San Jose Sharks

William eklund

Vancouver Canucks

Quinn Hughes

UMICH

Luca Fantilli

Ethan Edwards

Mark estapa

**Rutger McGroarty

**Nick Moldenhauer

BC/U

**Macklin Celebrini

**Cutter Gauthier

**Gabe Perreault

**Will smith

**Ryan Leonard

* means they are a prospect for that team or not playing there yet

**under the age of 21. Even though I’m underage myself I will not be writing anything smut related about anyone under 21.

 martiny0rk — all rights reserved. please do not modify, translate, or plagiarise my content.

[cuttergauthier]

Who I Write For

Hey everyone this is a list of who I write for.

If you have someone else in mind, send me an ask and i’ll let you know if i want to write for him. I’m not picky

Also if anyone would want me to start an AU let me know!

How to request

I DO NOT WRITE SMUT

New jersey Devils

Jack Hughes

Nathan Bastian

Dawson Mercer

Luke Hughes

Nico Hischier

Timo Meier

Brendan Smith

Vancouver Canucks

Quinn Hughes

Brock Boeser

Elias Pettersson

Cole McWard

Anthony Beauvillier

Dakota Joshua

Toronto Maple Leafs

Mitch Marner

Auston Matthews

William Nylander

Matthew Knies

Morgan Reilly

Buffalo Sabres

Owen Powers

Tyson Jost

Devon Levi

Erik Johnson

Jeff Skinner

Tage Thompson

Dylan Cozens

Casey Mittelstadt

Carolina Hurricanes

Michael Bunting

Andrei Svechnikov

Jack Drury

Pittsburgh Penguins

Pierre-Oliver Joseph

Ryan Graves

Ty Smith

Columbus Blue Jackets

Nick Blankenburg

Kent Johnson

Cole Sillinger

Adam Boqvist

Zach Werenski

Adam Fantilli

Vegas Golden Knights

Brendan Brisson

San Jose Sharks

Thomas Bordeleau

Tristen Robins

William Eklund

Henry Thrun

Luke Kunin

Anaheim Ducks

Trevor Zegras

Mason McTavish

John Gibson

Frank Vatrano

St Louis Blues

Jake Neighbours

Colton Parayko

Ottawa Senators

Josh Norris

Brady Tkachuk

Mathieu Joseph

Jakob Chychrun

Zack MacEwen

Tim Stutzle

Thomas Chabot

Minnesota Wilds

Matt Boldy

Brock Faber

Brandon Duhaime

Los Angeles Kings

Alex Turcotte

Quinn Byfield

Brandt Clarke

Pierre Luc Dubois

Alex Laferriere

Florida Panthers

Matthew Tkachuk

Sam Bennett

Mackie Samoskevich

William Lockwood

Aaron Ekblad

Josh Mahura

Brandon Montour

Colorado Avalanche

Cale Makar

Bowen Byram

Nate Mackinnon

Miles Wood

Detroit Red Wings

J.T. Compher

Dylan Larkin

Joe Veleno

Jake Walman

Boston Bruins

Mason Lohrei

Johnny Beecher

Jeremy Swayman

Jake Debrusk

Charlie Mcavoy

Montreal Canadiens

Cole Caufield

Arber Xhekaj

Kirby Dach

Christian Dvorak

Alex Newhook

New York Islanders

Noah Dobson

Mat Barzal

Philadelphia Flyers

Morgan Frost

Cam York

Jamie Drysdale

Joe Farabee

Tyson Foerster

Noah Cates

New York Rangers

Alexis Lafrenière

Adam Fox

K’Andre Miller

Braden Schneider

Chris Kreider

Zac Jones

Arizona Coyotes

Logan Cooley

Dylan Guenther

Clayton Keller

Nick Schmaltz

Chicago Blackhawks

Lukas Reichel

Seth Jones

Alex Vlasic

Connor Bedard

Tampa Bay Lightnings

Brandon Hagel

Anthony Cirelli

Seattle Kraken

Brandon Tanev

Jamie Oleksiak

Philipp Grubauer

Will Borgen

Dallas Stars

Wyatt Johnston

Jake Oettinger

Rope Hintz

Craig Smith

University of Michigan

Luca Fantili

Rutger McGroarty

Nick Moldenhauer

Phil Lapointe

Jacob Truscott

Tyler Duke

Marshall Warren

Frank Nezar

Ethan Edwards

Michigan State University

Red Savage

Isaac Howard

Maxim Štrbák

Ohio State University

Joe Dunlap

Cam Thiesing

Davis Burnside

Caden Brown

Matt Cassidy

Minnesota University

Luke Mittelstadt

Jimmy Snuggerud

Ryan Chesley

Oliver Moore

Brody Lamb

Boston College

Cutter Gauthier

Will Smith

Ryan Leonard

Gabe Perreault

Drew Fortescue

Jacob Fowler

Will Vote

University of Wisconsin

Cruz Lucius

Charlie Stramel

Zach Schulz

Random Teams

Nick Granowicz

Jay Keranen

Colton Dach

Nathan Gaucher

+ more

AU’s 

Nick Granowicz x Msu Reader

Josh Norris x Tkachuk sister

Trevor Zegras x Hughes sister

Cutter Gauthier x Hughes sister

Matthew Knies x Matthews sister

Jack Hughes x Mercer au

[uluvjay]

Mason McTavish x Zegras! Sister

Request; A mason mctavish smut where y/n is a teammate's sibling (literally any of the guys) but you can add what ever I just need more mason content lol. Thank youuu

Warnings?; SMUT, p in v, protected sex, kissing, cursing, teasing, situationship, sorry for any errors!

“How would your brother feel if he knew I was fucking you huh?” Mason spat in your ear as he thrusted into from behind.

Your face was pressed down into the soft sheets of his bed while your ass was in the air, slamming against his pelvis at every thrust.

You cried out his name at the sound of his words, he knew your brother would murder both of you if found out what happens between you and Mason when he goes off to his girlfriends.

“Act so sweet and innocent but really you’re just a little slut, aren’t you baby?” He smirked, thrusts slowing down to deep powerful strokes, making sure you felt every inch of him.

“Fuck Mase.” You cried as his tip repeatedly hit the spongy spot deep inside you, never missing.

He groaned at the way your walls hugged him, squeezing him so tight he wasn’t sure how much longer he’d be able to last.

“I know baby, I know.” He taunted with a faux pout, his hips beginning to pick their pace up slightly.

“Faster. Please Mason.” You begged the man above you, attempting to fuck yourself back onto him however his rough hands holding you still quickly shut that down.

“Be a good girl, and take what I give you.” He grunted as he was back to his original brutal pace, the sound of slapping skin filling the room as he fucked you stupid.

Reaching one of his hands around he brought his fingers down to rub your sensitive bud, earning him cried that continued to go up an octave every thrust.

“I-I’m getting so close.” You whimpered as you felt the heat in your lower stomach growing hotter by the seconds.

Mason didn’t let up on his unforgiving movements, his cock splitting you open more and more as his index finger moved against your clit, keeping up with the pace of his hips.

“Come for me baby, go ahead.” He encouraged and just like that the dam broke.

Fire spread throughout you entire body as you feel your climax wash over you, your body would’ve collapsed if it wasn’t for mason holding you up, you bit hard onto the comfort to silence your screams, legs shaking as Mason continued to work you through your high.

Feeling you clenching around him as you hit your climax brought Mason to his own not soon after, his thrusts erratic and sloppy as he finally stilled deep inside of you, deep moans escaping from his throat.

He released a deep breath as he pulled out, tying up the condom he tossed it into the bin next to his bed before turning your body over onto your back.

“You okay?” He questioned as he took in your blown out eyes and fucked out expression.

“Mhm…jus-just a little dazed.” You smiled up at him as his large figure came to hover above you.

“Gonna go get a warm cloth to clean you up, okay?” He spoke softly.

“Okay.” You smiled as he leaned down to place a sweet kiss on your wet lips.

After cleaning you up mason dressed you in one of his shirts and boxers before taking you to the kitchen so he could make dinner.

Trevor was spending the night at his girlfriend’s so you didn’t have to worry about him coming home until tomorrow.

“Thank you for tonight.” You smiled at him from where you were perched on the kitchen island.

“No thank you, I don’t want you to think I’m using you. I love spending time with you and simply being around you. We don’t always have to have sex when Z leaves.” He spoke softly.

“I know you’re not using me for Sex, and I enjoy your presence as well. You’re amazing to be around and you never fail to find a way to make someone laugh. I’m really glad I have you in my Life Mason.” You smiled as stroked his scruffy face.

“I’m glad you’re in mine as well. Now come on let’s get some food in you.” He smiled as he turned the stove off and helped you off the counter.

-

[turcott3]

nasty

trevor zegras x fem! reader

warnings?: smut!, cursing, fingering, oral male receiving, unprotected sex, p in v and of course a little bit of fluff

positions fics masterlist

~don’t wanna wait on it tonight, i wanna get nasty~

-

“trevor, can we go now?” you ask, tugging in his sleeve. you were at the team dinner, which was practically over by now since people had already begun to leave.

“just wait y/n, stop rushing everything’s okay.” he says trying to soothe whatever nerves you had.

“need you so bad.” you whisper into his ear.

“just five more minutes okay?” he replies kissing you on the cheek causing the heat between your legs to burn hotter. you adjusted the way you were sitting and scooted away from your boyfriend, after all his hand running up and down your thigh all night had been the cause of all of this. the five minutes finally pass and you take it upon yourself to leave.

“it was lovely seeing everyone, but we have to go. have a great night.” you smile, anxiously pulling trevor by the sleeve out of the restaurant.

“what was all of that?” he asks once we get to the car.

“trevor you’ve been driving me crazy, your hand running up and down my thigh all night. i was fighting off goosebumps so people wouldn’t think anything was going on at the table. and now i’ve been sitting in soaking underwear for at least an hour, probably more. take us home now.” you demand and he giggles, starting the car and pulling out of the parking lot.

“so antsy baby.” he smirks placing his hand back on your thigh.

“trevor.”

“relax baby, i got you.” he says as he merges onto the interstate, putting the car in cruise control. his right hand travels closer and closer to the heat between my legs, running two fingers over your wet underwear.

“wow you weren’t lying.” he laughs, sliding your pantries to the side and running his fingers through your sensitive folds.

“fuck.” you say shutting your eyes, you’d been yearning for this feeling for the last few hours and it was finally here. you didn’t care that you were in the car riding down the highway at 70 miles per hour.

“that’s my good girl.” he says as he presses two fingers into you causing you to moan loudly.

“fuck trevor. oh my god.” you said as he moved his fingers at an unforgivably slow but godly pace, curling his fingers inside you.

“tell me how it feels huh.” he says.

“it’s fucking good, really fucking good.” you gasp, grabbing tightly onto his wrist as he brought you closer to the edge, quicker than you could’ve ever imagined, almost embarrassingly quick.

“i’m gonna come.” you say breathlessly.

“come for me baby.” he says as you tighten around his fingers, practically screaming out of pleasure as an orgasm rips through your body.

“oh my god.” you gasp, struggling for air, “get off the interstate right now.”

“okay?” he says, sucking his fingers clean of your mess. he finds the nearest exit and pulls into a dimly lit parking lot, stopping the car.

“it’s your turn.” you say as you unbutton his belt, palming at his dick through his underwear, feeling him grow under you.

“y/n.” he says with his breath shaking. you tug down the waistband allowing his dick to spring free. you take it into your hand before leaning over the console and spitting on it, jerking him off more.

“couldn’t wait until we got home, needed you right now.” you say looking up through your eyelashes at the boy who was in awe of you. your tongue makes contact with his tip, tasting the salty taste of his pre cum instantly. with the help of your hand, you took all of him into your mouth, hollowing out your cheeks and pulling him out with the pop of your lips, saliva covering the area around your mouth. you swirled your tongue around the tip while pumping with your hands before taking him all back into your mouth, this time sucking in your cheeks, causing you to gag slightly. you take him out of your mouth, spit webbing from your mouth, which you wipe away with your arm. with tears in your eyes, you make eye contact with the boy, who grabs you by the face with one hand and kisses you shamelessly.

“god you’re so fucking perfect.” he says once he pulls away, sounding nearly intoxicated by the way you made him feel. you climb over the console and straddle his lap, stroking his dick a few more times before placing a hand on his shoulder as you lined him up with your entrance. you sank onto him, a raspy moan leaving your mouth.

“you fit so perfectly around me.” he said pulling your dress up and placing both hands on your bare ass. you bounce up and down at a rhythmic pace, your moans consistent. your lips attached, tongues tangled for what seemed like hours, but after a while, he gripped tightly onto your ass as he littered your neck with hickeys. trevor needed more.

“fuck.” you scream as he bucks his hips up into you, pounding as hard as he could.

“such a pretty girl when i’m fucking you like this.” he says grabbing onto both of your cheeks with one hand, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he thrusted into you at an unforgiving speed, hitting the sweet spot deep inside of you each time.

“oh my god, trevor.” you say, both of your arms wrapping around his shoulders and laying your head on one of them as he continued his pace. you felt yet another orgasm creeping up on you, but you tried your best to hold off.

“are you gonna come for me, i feel you tightening around me, so good.” he says into your ear sending you over the edge.

“oh my fuck.” you say as he slows down his pace, fucking you through your high. his strokes getting slower and sloppier until you feel his warm seed spill deep inside you, slowing down until you were both still, breathing heavily. you could feel his hot breath on your shoulder as he kissed it.

“baby, you made me come so much.” you smile, legs shaking, leaning up to look at his face and kissing him sloppily.

“god i love you.” he says when you pull him out of you and sit back in your seat.

“i love you more.” you say leaning over to kiss him again.

“let’s get home and clean you up okay baby?” he asks, placing his hand back on your thigh, more innocently this time.

“okay.” you sigh, recovering from the fucking you’d the received.

“you know i’m kinda glad you didn’t wanna wait because that was the hottest thing i have ever experienced.” he laughs as you pull into the parking garage of your apartment complex.

“you’re the hottest thing i’ve ever experienced.” you laugh as a reply. you spent the rest of the night together in your bed, fucking like bunnies. you never wanted to stop the feeling he gave you these nights, but most importantly you’d never been more in love.

-

[sc0tters]

For those of you wanting the Matthew Tkachuk smut it will be out tomorrow!

But for now I’ve been thinking about new aus. Possibly with players we haven’t spoken about yet like Mason McTavish or Brock Boeser, or giving it to a player who has an au that has gone quiet like Sidney Crosby or Jack Hughes (or Trevor could finally be happy).

The ideas that range in my head are from influencer, to ice skater, to rival coaches daughter, or to everyone’s favourite fuck buddies.

The players and ideas are not all that is available but I am curious to hear what you guys have to say about these!

[uluvjay]

Nasty girl- J. Drysdale & M.McTavish

Part two of this fic

Jamie Drysdale x Fem! Refer x Mason McTavish

Hope you enjoy I apologize for any errors!

Warnings?; SMUT, 3sum, p in v, unprotected sex(wrap it before you tap it), multiple orgasms, slight spanking, thigh riding, swallowing cum, handjob(m receiving), cursing, light slapping, I can’t think of anymore but be warned it’s pure filth

Jamie nodded his head to Mason and as she looked over she was met with the sight of him comfortably leaned back on the couch and patting his lap.

“Giddy up Cowgirl” he smirked

There was an excitement building up in her chest at the sight of his thick thighs spread wide and his hard cock waiting for her.

She straddled his lap, core placed right over his aching cock and pulled him into a sloppy kiss as he began to play with her folds.

His beard scratched her face but she loved it, used to Jamie having a clean face this was something she only felt every one in a while.

She reached down to run his cock through her dripping folds but he quickly shot a hand down to stop her, causing him to be met with a confused look.

“Want you to get off on my thigh first”

Mason almost laughed at the look in the girls eyes, from what Jamie told him the girl had a thing for thigh riding but they didn’t do it often because he was never able to control himself.

“Seen the way you’ve looked at my thighs baby, thought you should give them some love” he smirked directing her body to hover over one of his thighs.

She quickly looked over at her boyfriend who was sat on the other end of the sectional slowly stroking his cock for some sort of permission but he just shrugged his shoulders and nodded.

“Whatever you two wanna do, do it” he spoke and leaned even more into the couch

With that being said she finally allowed her cunt to meet Masons thigh releasing a moan at the feeling.

She quickly began grinding her pussy against the boys strong thigh, small cries escaping her throat as he clenched his thigh allowing her more friction.

Mason was in awe of the girl on top of him, the way she moved so effortlessly on his thigh and the sounds of her pretty whimpers filling his ears had him ready to come right there.

“That’s a good girl” he praised as she leaned forward to grip the cushion behind him for leverage.

“I’m getting close Mase” she exclaimed as she felt her third orgasm of the evening approaching fast

The man under her quickly reached a hand down to play with her clit as he encouraged her through her orgasm.

“Come on baby Cum on my thigh, Cum for us” at the mention of her boyfriend she snapped her head to look at him, his head was thrown back while redness spread from his neck to his chest and sweat started to form.

The sight made the band in her lower stomach snap and she felt her orgasm wash over her like a wildfire as she collapsed against masons chest.

“Oh fuck” she heard through masons small praises in her ear and she looked over just in time to see her boyfriends cum spray all over his lower stomach and hand as reached his own orgasm.

She watched as he used his hand to clean himself up and looked around for something to wipe his hand off with.

“No i want it” she called causing Jamie to look over at her with a smirk

But nonetheless he got up and made his way to his girlfriend so she could lick his fingers clean of his liquids.

She pulled off his last finger with a pop and he quickly leaned down to pull her into a hot kiss.

“Nasty girl” he smirked and placed a light slap to her cheek before standing back to his height and picking up his clothes

“Wait, Where are you going?” Mason called to his friend

“To shower again, you two have fun” The smirk could be heard in his voice as the pair watched him walk up the stairs.

Once he had completely disappeared from sight they found themselves looking back at each other.

“Can I ride you?” She blurted out

“You can do whatever you want baby” he spoke softly and placed his hands behind his head as she resumed her original position of hovering over his cock.

She stroked him a few times before guiding him to her entrance and slowly sinking down. Mason thought he was going to explode from the tightness of her cunt, she hugged him so tight that he almost wanted to cry at how good she felt.

“Fuck Mason” she cried as she reached the base of his cock

“Taking me so well” he encouraged as she began to slowly bounce on him

After a few moments of getting used to him with a slow pace she quickly sped up and soon she was fucking him quickly.

Masons hands slipped out from behind his head as he reached down to place them on her ass and give her a light slap to her right ass cheek.

“Harder” she complained

“What?” He asked a little confused since she was the one on top

“I want you to spank my ass Mason no light slaps, I’m a big girl I can take it” she sassed

She watched as something switched in his eyes and she was quickly pulled off of him and placed in doggy style below him.

Mason had always known there was a slut buried beneath her sweet girl personality especially after hearing her and Jamie going at it a few times.

He laid three hard slaps to both of her ass checks before sliding himself back into her cum dripping core.

“Shit!” She cried at the feeling of his hips hitting her freshly spanked ass

His rough hands gripped her waist as he pounded into her, hips moving unforgivingly. He hissed as he felt her clench around him hugging him tighter then she already was.

“Your so good mase” she cried the best she could as her face was shoved into the cushion below here.

“Yeah? You like how I fuck you”

“Yes! Fuck I love it Mason” she wasn’t lying, while Jamie was the best she’s ever had Mason was definitely second.

He continued to fuck her until they were both getting close to their highs, the girls thighs had began to shake and she felt like her whole body was on fire as her fourth orgasm of the evening was approaching.

She began fucking herself back onto him as she felt his thrust get sloppy knowing he was getting close to his own end.

“Mason! I’m cumming” she shouted as her final orgasm passed through her body, high whimpers escaping as Mason continued to fuck her through it trying to reach his.

“Fuck I’m close too, where do you want it baby” he groaned

“My mouth, please” she begged, a breath getting caught in her throat as he pulled out.

She quickly got onto her knees on the ground below them while he stood over her stroking his cock, deep groans coming from his throat as the girl sat patiently on her knees with her awaiting tongue out.

“I’m cumming baby” he growled as he grabbed a handful of her hair to yank her head back and shoved his cock into her open mouth, filling it with his cum.

He watched as she swallowed without complaint and a smirk appear on her face at the sight of awe on his face.

Just as the girl stood on shaky legs Jamie came down the steps, ready to get his girl into a nice and warm bath.

“Hi” she smiled as he approached them

“Hi pretty girl” he greeted back smirking at her fucked out expression on her face

“Mason take good care of you?” He asked as he brushed some of her hair behind her ears

“Took Great care of me J” she blushed as she looked up at the boy

Jamie scoffed at her shyness like he didn’t just hear her down here telling him to spank her and cum in her mouth but decided not to speak on it, instead offering to draw her a bath.

The girl quickly agreed to the bath and reached up to place a kiss on Masons cheek before heading upstairs.

“Thanks for taking good care of her man” Jamie thanked his friend who was dressing himself.

“Of course” Mason replied with a smirk and wink as both men knew this wouldn’t be the last time the three of them hooked up.

As Mason made his exit Jamie headed back upstairs to find his girlfriend already waiting in a tub full of water and bubbles.

He smiled at her and leaned down to place a sweet kiss to her lips before getting a washcloth to wash her with.

“Can we do that again sometime? I liked having both of you” she shyly asked as he kneeled next to the tub

“You bet that pretty little ass we can” she smirked at her

-

Ending isn’t the best sorry🧍🏼‍♀️

tagged; @shy4turcs @drysdalesv @zeagsmatty

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can you do a threesome w mctavish w drysdale

Jamie Drysdale x fem reader x Mason McTavish

warnings?; SMUT, p in v, unprotected sex, oral( m and f receiving), short shower scene, praising, teasing, Threesome, reader is Jamie's gf, cursing, kissing, pet names, fingering

Hope you enjoy! Sorry for any errors💕

She knew it was wrong, she knew she shouldn't be looking at Mason the way she was but she couldn't help it. She loved Jamie and there wasn't anyone that could love and take care of her like he did but there was no denying how good Mason looked as he lifted weights.

She knew it was a bad idea joining them at their training session but Jamie begged her with his famous puppy dog eyes and a promise of shower sexwhen they got home.

But every time he turned to check on his girlfriend after finishing a set he noticed her eyes switching between him and Mason. He wasn't surprised, he'd caught her checking his friend out multiple times over the past couple of months but he never brought it up, well to her.

Unknown to his girlfriend the two boys had been talking about fucking her together for the past few weeks after Jamie had brought it up to Mason. They didn't know when they were going to bring it up to you but after seeing the look in your eyes Jamie knew it was time.

"Hey Mase" Jamie quietly called to his friend

"Yeah?"

"I think tonight's the night" he smirked

Mason didn't reply to his friend just looked in your direction and turning back to nod at his friend in confirmation as his own smirk began to form.

-

As the group arrived home Jamie sent his girlfriend upstairs to get ready for the shower sex he had promised while he and Mason talked things through.

"How are we gonna do this?" Mason asked

"Well I'm gonna go take care of her in the shower like i promised and i was thinking you get a movie set up on the couch and we can see where things lead" Jamie replied with a shrug before making his way up the stairs, a little extra pep in his step.

As he made it into the bathroom he found his girlfriend waiting for him in the shower, water starting to fog the glass but he could still make out her figure and the way her hand was in between her thighs, rubbing at her clit.

"Getting started without me?" he teased as he entered the shower

"I'm sorry, was just trying to get myself ready" she quickly apologized trying not to get punished.

But confusion only grew on her face as Jamie stayed quiet and lowered himself onto his knees in front of her, spreading her thighs and placing kisses upon them.

"It's okay, gotta be a little quick anyways. Mason wants to watch a movie" he spoke before diving into her core.

She let out a loud moan at the feeling of his tongue making unexpected contact with her clit and his ring finger slipping inside her. She grabbed onto his hair trying to find some sort of balance, tugging hard causing the boy below her to moan.

"Holy shit Jamie" she cried as his tongue sped up its strokes and he moved his finger faster, hitting her favorite spot.

She could feel her lower stomach begin to tighten and her thighs began to tremble, "Getting close?" Jamie questioned as he pulled away from her core for some much needed air.

"Mhm" she groaned as he added a second finger to make up for the loss of his tongue. He sat below her admiring the way she looked with her head thrown back, thighs shaking and the feeling of her core tightening around his fingers.

"Cum for me pretty girl" He encouraged before putting his face back in between her thighs.

"Jamie!" she cried out, hands yanking at his dark strands of hair and thighs shaking as the air got sucked out of her and an orgasm ripped through her.

"Did so good for me honey" he praised, coming back to his feet and placing a kiss on his girls cheek.

The couple quickly finished their shower after their fun and got dressed before heading downstairs to meet Mason on the sectional to watch whatever movie the boy had picked.

As they entered the room she noticed Mason had opted out of wearing a shirt just as her boyfriend did and "21 Jump Street" sat pulled up on the screen.

"We just watched this" she commented as she took a spot on the couch, leaving room beside her for Jamie.

"I know but it's so good" Mason laughed

The girl just shrugged knowing she couldn't disagree and cuddled into her boyfriends side as he draped a blanket over the two of them. A few minutes into the movie she could feel Jamie's hand begin to wonder the length of her bare thigh, it started off innocent until he ran his hand over the outside of her spandex covered pussy.

Her head snapped up to look at him but he was focused on the movie with a smirk sitting on his face.

"Masons right there" she whispered to him as he slipped a hand inside her waistband

"So?" he questioned

"So? So i don't want to get caught, that would be embarrassing” she was confused, Jamie was never one to be touchy in front of others

“I don’t think he’d care honey” he whispered in her ear and began to move his fingers in a circle over her clit causing a small moan to escape the her throat

The girl shot a hand down to grab his wrist but Masons voice cut her off

“Don’t stop him sweetheart, I don’t mind watching”

She heard her boyfriend let out a laugh at the look on her face

“What’s wrong? Thought you wanted Mason, can’t seem to ever keep your eyes off him” he teased

She felt her face heat up and eyes widened at the sound of his words, "Jamie I-" she started but was cut off as her boyfriend slipped a thumb into her open mouth.

"shh, we'll talk about it later but for now i need to know if your okay with both of us fucking you tonight" he explained as he pulled his thumb out of her mouth so she could give verbal consent.

"yes i'm okay with both of you fucking me" she whimpered as she watched Mason stand up and make his way to their side of the couch.

"Good girl" he praised as he took a seat on the left of her

However She didn't get the chance to reply as her boyfriend resumed his assault on her clit and the boy on her left began placing kisses on her neck. The feeling of both men had her mind overflowing with pleasure, Jamie was always good in bed but this was something.

She must have zoned out because next thing she knew Jamie was pulling his fingers out of her shorts and the two boys were switching positions and instructing her to do the same after undressing her.

"Hand's and knee's baby" Jamie told her and She quickly did as told while the boys both stripped off their sweatpants and boxers revealing their hard and leaking cocks. She could feel her mouth water at the sight of Masons cock knowing he was going to be in her mouth first due to positions.

She let out a moan of surprise as she felt the head of Jamie's cock begin to run through her folds. "Gonna show Mason how good that mouth is while i fuck you?" he was hardly able to contain himself at the sight of the tip of cock glistening from the wetness of her folds.

"Yes sir" she replied ready to please her boys

With a nod of confirmation from his friend Mason walked up to the girl and tapped his cock against her cheek signaling for her to open up her mouth. She did as asked and allowed the boy to slide his hard cock into her mouth, relaxing her throat and hallowing her cheeks to take him better.

Jamie watched the two for a moment before sliding into his girlfriends awaiting cunt, he smirked as he watched Mason throw his head back and moan out at the feeling of his girlfriends mouth.

He began to run his cock through her folds in a slight warning before pushing in and allowing her to adjust for a moment. She cried out at the feeling of him entering her making Mason let out a moan of his own at the vibrations from her throat.

After feeling her clench around him twice he knew she was ready and he didn't waste anytime before he started fucking her, he gripped her hips for leverage allowing him to fuck her even deeper.

"Jamie!" she cried as she pulled off of Masons cock for air but her moan was cut short as the boy grabbed her hair and pulled her back onto him.

"Shit I'm close" Mason cried as he began to roughly face fuck the girl feeling his own fire growing in stomach and abs clenching.

"Cum in her mouth, she loves it" Jamie commented as he felt his own orgasm approaching

Mason didn't need much more convincing as he Thrusted one last time and shot his cum down the girls throat with a loud growl escaping his throat.

He watched her as she held his eye contact and swallowed his cum but their moment was short lived as Jamie pulled her back to his chest to fuck her at a different angle.

"Jamie!" she squealed at the unexpected change

"Getting close baby" he cried into her ear, reaching a hand down to play with her clit

"Me too J, Will you come inside me?" she begged knowing he had a small breeding kink

"Fuck!" he cried before he gave her core one last hard thrust and came deep inside her.

Feeling her boyfriend spill his hot seed inside her triggered her own orgasm, her thighs were trembling and she felt like her whole body was going to explode. As she looked up she caught Masons eyes and watched as he stroked his semi-hard cock to the sight of her and Jamie.

As the couple came down from their highs Jamie laid her back down onto her stomach and slowly pulled out, watching as a mix of their cum spilled out of her cunt.

"That felt really fucking good" she giggled mind still cloudy from her orgasm

"Good thing we're not done" Jamie laughed

"Wait what?" she quickly sat up

Jamie nodded his head to Mason and as she looked over she was met with the sight of him comfortably leaned back on the couch and patting his lap.

"Giddy up cowgirl" he smirked.

-

Part 2

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Omg how do you think Mason is in bed??

I’m think he’s a dom bottom/power bottom but sometimes can be rough

SAME

I definitely picture mason as someone who looovveess to tease and allows you to think your in charge since your on top and next thing you know he’s fucking up into you and taking over control. I definitely feel like he’s into hair pulling as well and I mean both ways, he loved pulling your head back by your hair and LOVES when you pull at his hair while he’s in between your thighs🤭

Maybe even marking? Like he loves to bite your neck and leave hickeys all over your body or only in places he can see, depends on how he’s feeling.

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Mason McTavish Masterlist

* indicates smut, • indicates angst, -> indicates a part two

Social media edits

Coming soon..

Imagines

Best friends sister*- in which mason fucks his best friends sister ~requested~

Kisses- in which your boyfriend always gets teased for having to give you kisses

Don’t come any closer•- in which mason comes home and you find out he hasn’t been faithful

Au’s

Nasty girl*

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•𝐔𝐋𝐔𝐕𝐉𝐀𝐘’𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍•

| DAY 1 | Matt Rempe- Size Kink

| DAY 2 | Jenson Button & Sebastian Vettel- Age Gap

| DAY 3 | Kirby Dach- Choking

| DAY 4 | Daniel Ricciardo- Mirror Sex

| DAY 5 | Mason McTavish & Jamie Drysdale- Threesome

| DAY 6 | Carlos Sainz- Breeding Kink

| DAY 7 | Quinn Hughes- Face Sitting

| DAY 8 | Oscar Piastri- Dom/Sub

| DAY 9 | Arber Xhekaj- Praise

| DAY 10 | Max Verstappen, Charles Leclerc, Lando Norris, Daniel Ricciardo, & Carlos Sainz x reader- SixSome