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Made with Love - Mason McTavish

Summary: Y/n makes a custom jacket to wear to Mason’s games.

Words: 462

Y/n had always been a fan of making things by hand, whether it was a piece of jewelry or attempting to knit a blanket. This time, she wanted to do something special for Mason. The idea struck her one evening while watching him play on TV when he was gone. She wanted to wear something to show her support for him, something unique to make it obvious she was his girlfriend, so she decided to make a custom jacket that would stand out in the crowd.

Over the next few weeks, she worked on it in her spare time, hiding it from Mason. She chose a black denim jacket with a soft, distressed look. She hand painted his number, 23, on the back in bold, fiery orange. On the front, she stitched his last name and embroidered a small heart next to it, and added the team's logo on the sleeve. At random spots on the jacket she used iron on patches of cute little ducks.

The jacket was finally finished the night before his next game, and Y/n couldn’t wait to wear it. She knew Mason would be surprised when he saw it, and the thought of him noticing the effort she’d put in made her excited.

When she arrived at the rink the next day, wearing the jacket proudly, Mason’s eyes instantly locked onto her as she walked into the arena. His face broke into a grin, and he immediately waved at her to come over.

“Babe, what is that?” he asked, his voice filled with excitement as he went over the details of the jacket.

Y/n laughed, a little shy but glowing with pride. “I made it myself,” she said proudly. “Thought I’d wear it to show my support.”

Mason walked up to her, gently running his fingers over the fabric, clearly impressed by the design. “It’s amazing, Y/n. You just keep on amazing me.” He chuckled, shaking his head in disbelief. “It’s perfect. You’re incredible.”

Y/n smiled as the happiness filled her body. “I wanted to make something that felt like me but also screamed ‘Mason McTavish’s girl,” she chuckled.

Mason pulled her into a hug, lifting her up a little off the ground as he pressed a kiss to her cheek. “I love it. Seriously, you’re always going above and beyond for me. I’m so lucky.”

“I just want you to know I’m always supporting you, in my own way,” Y/n said softly, looking up at him. “I’m always right there with you.”

“You have no idea how much that means to me,” Mason whispered, his hand resting on her waist. He looked at the jacket again, shaking his head in awe. “I’m gonna win this one for you. I’ve got the best fan cheering me on.”

[nicohischierz]

a street interview: mason mctavish

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mason was walking through the mall with trevor and jamie when he got stopped by a girl holding a microphone.

"hi i have a podcast and this weeks theme is sports so I was wondering if you guys would be interested in answering a question on one of america's major sports," you spoke.

"what do you mean?" trevor asked, looking between his friends.

"well, i'll ask you a question from either the nhl, nba or mlb and if you guys answer it you can win a prize if you're interested," you explained.

the three boys looked at each other and nodded.

you turned to your friend and started rolling the camera. “okay choose a category, nhl, nba or mlb,”

trevor answered first “nhl.”

“the nhl is comprised of 32 teams with 7 of them being canadian. can you name the 7 canadian teams in the nhl?” you asked.

“toronto maple leafs!” mason exclaimed first.

the three then huddled into a group to think of the rest. “what about cole’s team?”

“montreal canadiens!”

“hey isn’t hughes in canada?” jamie asked

“omg the vancouver canucks!” trevor picked up on quickly.

“you guys have a minute to name the other four,” you prompted.

trevor looked at you appalled “hey, you never said it was timed!” he argued. you shrugged at him “now you know,”

“edmonton oilers and calgary flames,” mason added.

jamie and trevor tried their hardest to think of the last two teams but failing short they looked to mason.

“ottawa senators and umm i think the winnipeg jets,” he added.

you smiled at mason and nodded. “congratulations you guys are correct! and you’ve got a little prize. the three of you are the owners of the coffee hours podcast new merchandise and these tickets to the long beach indy car grand prix!” you handed the three their prize.

mason put his beanie on and smiled at the camera as trevor inspected everything.

you signalled to your friend to switch the camera off before turning to the three boys again. “you guys don’t have to keep the merch if you don’t want to but please use the tickets. my cousin gave them to me and i don’t know if i want to go,” you explained.

“i think my sister listens to your podcast,” trevor spoke. you smiled, your eyes twinkling at the realisation that people actually liked your content.

mason thought it was adorable.

"can i get your instagram," mason blurted.

jamie and trevor snickered at the boy as you gave him a warm smile. "sure," you held out your hand for his phone and put in your username.

it took mason three days to gain the confidence to message you. the boy stared at your profile for a whole hour before trevor forced him to say something.

"look she's half swiss and you were born in Switzerland, make conversation about that," trevor suggested.

mason shrugged. there wasn’t much to go on with that conversation starter and he knew deep down trevor also knew that.

zoe.fraser shared a video

zoe.fraser: you’re a hockey player?

“she messaged me!” mason exclaimed showing trevor and jamie his phone.

at that time, trevor’s girlfriend walked in as the boys discussed how mason should respond.

“i think you should send a shrugging emoji” - trevor

“maybe say you weren’t sure if she was a fan and didn’t think it was necessary to mention” - jamie

“girls like it when you’re a bit cocky” - trevor.

trevor’s girlfriend promptly hit her boyfriend over the head and asked mason for his phone.

“holy shit, that’s the host of the coffee hours podcast. i love her content, i always listen to her in my car,” she explained.

“mils, can you help mason?” jamie asked.

millie smiled and formulated a response.

masonmctavish: guilty 😅

zoe.fraser: well then i think you guys cheated

“you were in one of her video?!” millie exclaimed. trevor nodded and asked his girlfriend to continue her work.

masonmctavish: how about i make it up to you?

zoe.fraser: are you asking me out on a date?

masonmctavish: only if you say yes

zoe.fraser: friday 9:30, after your game

masonmctavish: you’ve got yourself a date

mason hugged millie before she moved over to trevor. millie patted the boys shoulder before settling in next to her boyfriend.

“i cant believe you met her. i would actually die and that’s saying a lot cause i’ve met fernando alonso and sebastian vettel,” millie mumbled.

trevor squeezed his girlfriends cheeks “i’ll give you the sweater she gave us. she said it was her first official merch,”

millie kissed her boyfriend before turning to mason. “you better not screw this date up,” she threatened lightly.

mason nodded, gulping hard.

that threat did not help his nerves. at all

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alannaoregon oh how i missed you nyc

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becky.rivera i never wanna leave

becky.rivera STOP I JUST NOTICED MY REFLECTION IN THE FIRST PIC 😭😭

alannaoregon @/becky.rivera you look amazing girl

jackhughes YOURE IN NEW YORK AND DIDN'T TELL ME???

alannaoregon @/jackhughes i told lukie, he said he was gonna tell you... jackhughes @/alannaoregon @/lhughes_06 WHATS THIS ABOUT lhughes_06 @/jackhughes i found out last night and you were sleeping, relax dude jackhughes @/lhughes_06 it's been almost 20 hours... lhughes_06 @/jackhughes oops?

user729 miss girl just happens to be in new york when the ducks are too... intersting

alannaoregon @/user729 very interesting indeed user928 @/alannaoregon stop teasing us girly

trevorzegras nice photographer you got

alannaoregon @/trevorzegras @/jamie.drysdale the best ever jamie.drysdale @/alannaoregon i wouldn't say ever... but if you insist trevorzegras @/alannaoregon ...

user201 THEY'RE INTERACTING AGAIN!!!

user1829 @/user201 IT'S SO CONFUSING THOUGHT??? LIKE DID TREV OR JAMIE TAKE THE PICS??? alannaoregon @/user1829 it was a bird that i feed bread to in exchange for pictures

user192 so are we just gonna ignore that last pic or..?

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jackhughes no photo creds?

jamie.drysdale @/jackhughes bc he used my pics dude masonmctavish23 @/jamie.drysdale actually they're mine becky.rivera @/masonmctavish23 you guys can't take pictures to save your lives they're both MINE

user927 BECKY TOOK THESE???

user618 @/user927 IT'S FOR SURE LANNY THEN

colecaufield thanks for the invite dude

alannaoregon @/colecaufield ur too busy winning player of the month trophies, you would never make it here in time coley colecaufield @/alannaoregon an invite would've still be appreciated :( alannaoregon @/colecaufield sorry bubs, i'll come visit soon :D

user0182 the way they're not even trying to hid it anymore

user916 @/user0182 they act so clueless when we can all tell they're back together it's so funny

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trevorzegras wearing the right orange too

user829 girly we know you know that we know

jackhughes ur mans didn't even play

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the beginning - trevor zegras

pairing: trevor zegras x famous singer!reader (gracie abrams face claim)

a/n: so this is the first ig edit in the new trevor dating a famous singer au. i'm so excited for this and it will probably eventually have some fics too. i also will drag out the fans learning that trevor and y/n are together lol. just so yall know you and beabadoobee are best friends in this au and if you don't know her ig handle is @/radvxz. gracie abrams is the face claim and her music is your discography. hope you like it 🫶

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yourusernameofficial - had the most time with you guys at gillette stadium night 2!! going on this tour has been such a crazy experience and i can't believe it thank you so much🫶

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taylorswift - 🥰

radvxz - my best friend is living her best life

↳ yourusernameofficial - with you of course

↳ radvxz - forever and always💞

fanaccount6 - ilysm y/n

↳ yourusernameofficial - 🥰🫶

oliviarodrigo - so pretty

↳ yourusernameofficial - like you

fanaccount3 - why did jamie drysdale like??? wtf i'm so confused i think maybe they're dating

↳ y/nupdatess - idk that doesn't really make sense

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trevorzegras - saw 2 pretty special people at gillette stadium night 2...bet you won't guess who

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jamie.drysdale - as if me and z wouldn't go to the tour

↳ trevorzegras - we had no choice...

↳ jamie.drysdale - it would've been wrong

masonmctavish23 - of course they wouldn't think to invite me

↳ trevorzegras - no we wouldn't...we aren't sorry mas

↳ masonmctavish23 - and to think these are my two best friends

fanaccount3 - it says 2 special people so maybe they mean y/n cause jamie is dating her 👀 @/ y/nupdatess

↳ y/nupdatess - i mean maybe??? but also like idk i just can't see it...i can definitely picture her with trevor though

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Boyfriend- Mason Mctavish (Headcanons)

summary: Mason if he was your boyfriend

a/n: Sorry this one kinda sucks

- very clingy (in a cute way)

- ain’t afraid to show you off

- hard launches you

- loves PDA

- and cuddles

- is always late for practice in the morning because he just won’t let go

- this guy will put his hands on your ass and rub it in front of anyone

- constantly is kissing your neck (which leads to walking around with hickeys all the time)

- besides all that he really is the best boyfriend

-holds the door open for you

- compliments you

- writes cute little notes and leaves them around the apartment for you to find

- is there whenever you need him

- makes sure you take care of yourself

- very supportive

- LOVES when you work out with him

- spends the whole time staring at you and groaning at how hot you look

- his love language is physical touch

- always has a hand on your thigh

- knows that you love hugs from behind so you get those a lot

- gets along with your siblings

- your parents love Mason and always want him around

- they always ask you to invite him over for the holidays and family vacations

- definitely gets added to the family group chat

- your parents are so supportive of Mason it’s so cute

- always send him pics of them buying any ducks merch

- or of them watching the game

- on his days off he wants to spend it with you

- takes you out for breakfast

- then to the mall where he’ll spoil you

- I can see him calling you baby, babe and pretty girl

[huggybug]

last night - mason mctavish

word count: 1.4k words

note: inspired by last night by morgan wallen.

“Baby, come back. I don't know everything we said last night but I know I want you back here with me, don't leave like this” You sigh as you listen to the voicemail Mason left this morning when he woke up.

You got up from Jamie's couch, stretching before making your way to the kitchen to make some coffee. You stand, watching Trevor's stupidly expensive espresso machine brew your coffee as memories from last night come back in pieces.

“You're fucking insane if you really believe that” Mason yells. He had just gotten home from the bar, the team had gone out to celebrate their win and yet again, Mason was hanging around some girl.

“No Mason, you don't get to make me feel bad for this one. It's happened multiple times now. You go out and find some girl and then I have to hear about it through snapchats or because your teammates are calling me to come get you because you're too drunk to leave on your own!”

“Well if I'm such a bad fucking boyfriend why are you still here, huh?” He asks, getting close to you, trying to make you back down.

“That's a great question Mase, I really don't know"”You spin around, leaving the kitchen and heading for your keys. “Yeah go run away from your shitty boyfriend” He calls after you, following you to the hallway.

“You're ridiculous Mason, I gave up so much for you and this is how you treat me?” He scoffs and you're immediately bracing yourself for whatever is about to come out of his mouth.

“And you think I don't make sacrifices for you?” He yells back, keeping the air thick around you.

“What have you sacrificed Mason? Please, tell me”

“My entire rookie experience for starters”

“Are you seriously going to complain right now that you're missing out on hooking up with girls after you begged me to move here? Are you kidding me Mason?” You were so close to turning around and leaving, getting the hell out of here as fast as you could.

“Well...”

“You're unbelievable Mason, un-fucking-believable” You grab your phone and keys in a huff, throwing the apartment door open.

“Y/n-” He sounds different now, softer maybe but you turn around, seeing red.

“I do everything for you! You asked me to move here, I did. You want me to come to your games, I do. Does it not occur to you that I have other things going on too? I guess not because I'm just your girlfriend, just here for looks, right?” You've heard the way some hockey players talk about their girlfriends; how they talk about them like they're objects or something they own, rather than someone they love. You'd never heard those types of things from Mason but at this point, you wouldn't put it past him.

“Stop doing that” Mason grumbled and you crossed your arms, staring at him.

“Doing what?” You were exhausted, you just wanted to retreat from this argument, to apologize and go back into the apartment and let him take you to bed but your dignity refused.

“Putting fucking words in my mouth!”

“You're just like the rest of them. You think you can get away with anything because all these girls are after you but guess what Mase? No self respecting woman is going to put up with this shit and if they do, they're not after you, they're after your status” Everyone thinks dating a professional athlete is amazing until they're actually doing it, then they can see it for what it really is, a reality you've recently discovered.

“You're always so worried about other girls, holy shit” Mason groaned.

“Well stop giving me a reason to” That's all you need to walk out. You leave, walking down the stairs and straight out the building, not stopping until you're a couple blocks away where you finally break down and call Jamie.

“You okay?” Jamie's voice cuts through the silence of the kitchen, making you jump. “You've been staring down at your coffee for a couple minutes”

“Sorry... I just-”

“You're good” Jamie smiled and you're suddenly overwhelmed by his kindness. This wasn't the first time you've had to call him to come pick you up after a fight with Mason. You knew it probably wasn't the best option since it's putting him in a tough spot but he's really your only good friend here and he's assured you many time's he doesn't mind. Actually his exact words usually were 'I can handle some awkwardness with MacT if it means you're safe'. Long story short, Jamie's an amazing friend.

“I should probably get going anyways” You say quietly, taking a sip of your coffee and cringing at the bitterness.

“Back to Mason's?” He asks and you feel a little embarrassed when you nod. “You don't have to, you know? You can stay here for a bit, we really don't mind.” While Jamie was cool, you're not so sure about Trevor. You know better than to think he'd kick you out but he definitely felt a little weird about you staying here during one of your and Mason's fights.

“Thanks but I should. He called a couple hours ago so I should head back and try and talk to him”

“Okay, I’ll give you a ride back”

…

You let yourself back into Mason’s apartment. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think he’s still asleep with how quiet it is. You drop your keys in the dish on the hallway table before walking into the kitchen where he’s sitting with his head down on the counter.

“Mase?” His head snaps up and you feel a wave of emotion wash over you. He looks like a wreck.

“Hey” His voice is so soft, it’s like a completely different person compared to the one yelling at you last night. “I’m sorry, okay? Last night was just way out of hand”

“I can’t keep doing this Mason” You sighed.

“I was drunk. I said shit I didn’t mean and I’m sorry but I woke up and I knew I still wanted this, wanted us” He sounded so sincere, your heart was battling trying to stay mad at him. “I want to fix this… I need to”

“One more chance” You said reluctantly. Mason was relieved, he knew this wasn’t over yet.

…

You knew it was over when they were on the road in Toronto. Mason went out with some friends from back home and once again, you saw it all on snapchat. He was dancing with a girl hanging off of him and you decided that you’ve finally had enough. You spent the next 24 hours packing up everything you had, determined to be moved out before they even made it back to Anaheim.

You must’ve gotten the times mixed up because Mason walked in as you were collecting the last of your stuff in the bedroom.

“What are you doing?”

“I said you had one more chance Mason”

“I didn’t do shit!” He objected and you rolled your eyes.

“Whatever, I’m leaving” You didn’t have any fight left in you. Your stuff was all packed up into two suitcases and you were more than ready to go home.

“Yeah okay, see you when Jamie and Z kick you out” He scoffed.

“I called my mom, I’m going home” You informed him. You’re not sure why, it’s not like he deserves to know but it feels more vindicating to let him know you’re leaving California entirely.

“You’re just going to leave? What about working through it? Does this relationship not mean anything to you?” He yelled as you pulled your bags out of the bedroom and towards the door.

“It meant a hell of a lot more when you weren’t flirting with random girls every time you go out” You yell back, hating that it’s come to this. That the guy you loved has lead you to a place of hatred. “You ruined this Mason, not me. I gave you so many chances to try and fix it but you don’t care, I don’t think you ever did”

“You can’t say that!”

“Yeah well I did. Have a nice life McTavish” You push your bags out into the hall and slam the door behind you, making your way to the elevator and not daring to look back.

[sayheykid]

anyway captain mason mctavish. thoughts.

this is nothing i haven't said before. but. everyone thinks it's going to be zegras eventually but honestly i just don't think he's captain material? face of the franchise sure but he hasn't settled down enough to be someone who handles the locker room/other captain responsibilities. maybe eventually he'll prove me wrong.

but anyway the team is very young and has a focus on drafting and development at the moment. limited options, not as many veterans now as there were a few years ago. so what's the solution. young guy who plays and conducts himself like an old guy.

mctavish is what. 21. i expect to see him in the league for like 12-15 more years, that's not unreasonable. that's a guy you can build around. someone who's going to grow into the role but to me is already very capable. i think you could give him the C tomorrow and have no problem

there is a precedent for this, which is already being proven. first of all, he has set himself apart from his peers on numerous occasions. he made his nhl debut TWO MONTHS TO THE DAY after being drafted. (he was 17 btw) the ducks second pick in the 2021 draft, olen zellweger, made his debut this past season. no one else from that class has come up.

at the nhl level, mctavish, zegras and drysdale were the same cohort of like young guns/future of the team. let's revisit where they all are now. drysdale was done wrong by the ducks - never given the time or support to really develop and get healthy before getting shipped off but that's besides the point. zegras is the most well known of the three of them, doesn't really have anything to show for it either. mctavish is the one who got the A in just his second full season.

another cohort has now joined the team, newer rookies who are still figuring things out. mctavish is no longer the youngest one on the team, but it's not by a ton. he's perfectly positioned now where he's been around long enough that he's looked up to but doesn't necessarily seem like an Authority™ you know.

also the ducks have been without a captain since getzlaf, but were able to get by on the leadership of henrique, silfverberg and cam fowler. (they had five guys wear the A this past year though? that's too many) but losing henrique and silfverberg, while a hit to the veteran presence, really streamlines the leadership core if i'm being honest. it feels like as good a time as any to really commit to making this a defined era for the ducks. i really like this year's As too - cam fowler as the throughline for half a decade of ducks hockey, plus troy terry as another older guide, i think that's a really strong foundation and baseline for further development, not only for the team as a whole but specifically for mctavish as future captain.

i'm not necessarily saying give mctavish the C right now, though I think he's more than capable. we've seen young captains before (landeskog, crosby, mcdavid etc) who have done tremendous work, and I don't see why that list couldn't include mctavish

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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.

[zegrasdrysdale]

Hiiii can you write something with Mason Mctavish? Possibly about a boat/beach party with teammates? I have no other ideas so whatever you think would fit (:

[ beach day ] m. mctavish

paring : Mason McTavish x fem!reader

summary : Mason brings his girlfriend to the Ducks’ end of season beach party

warning(s) : some suggestive comments, a heavy makeout or two

author’s note : slowlyyy making my way through all the requests in my inbox. sorry this took so long anon. enjoy <33

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One of her favorite things in the world is spending a day on a beach somewhere. A day on the beach with some of her favorite people sounds like her perfect day. It’s why she immediately said yes when Mason asked if she’d want to to go with him to the Ducks’ end of season party.

She’s so excited that she’s up two hours before the alarm is set to go off. She decides that she won’t be able to get back to sleep so she makes her way out to the kitchen to bake some cookies for the guys. She doesn’t want to wake Mason up so she decides to busy herself.

After a cup of coffee, she gets started on the first batch of cookies.

The alarm goes off at eight like expected since they have to leave at nine to go get Trevor and Leo. She’s pulling a third tray of baked cookies out of the oven when she hears footsteps in the hallway after the alarm is shut off.

“Uh, good morning?” Mason says, confusion evident in his voice. “Why are you awake so early and baking?”

She turns her head once the tray is on the counter. “I woke up and couldn’t sleep so I decided to bake some cookies so I wouldn’t wake you,” she explains. “I thought that I should bring something to the party.”

Mason laughs and wraps his arms around her waist. He presses a kiss to the swell of her ear. “You are insane for baking so early,” he laughs. “Time to get ready to go though. We have to go pick up Z and Leo.”

“Cookies have to cool anyway before I put them in a container,” she tells him. “I’ll get ready then put them in a container.”

He pecks her neck and she smiles. “Sounds like a plan to me,” he replies. Mason grabs one of the smaller cookies and eats it. He runs away before she can slap his hand. She rolls her eyes and follows him to their bedroom.

Her boyfriend disappears into the bathroom that's attached to the bedroom while she changes out of her pajamas into the cute bikini she picked out for the day. It's a simple black bikini. The top ties around her back and behind her neck. The sides of her bottoms tie.

She throws on a sheer black coverup and ties her hair up in a ponytail as Mason comes out of the bathroom in his swim shorts and a Ducks hockey t-shirt. His curls are wild. She can't help but walk over to him and mess with his curls. "Baby," he groans as he tries to grab her hand. "Stop."

"I'm trying to tame your curls, Mase," she laughs. "They're all over the place. You need a haircut."

"And cut the curls?" he questions. "I thought you liked my curls. You throw a fit every time I have to cut them."

"I do," she giggles. "But there comes a time when we have to make some sacrifices. I'm willing to sacrifice some of your curls if it means you don't have a birds nest on your head every morning."

Mason playfully rolls his eyes and leaves the bedroom. She slides on a pair of flip flops and runs out after him.

He packs their beach bag. Two towels for both of them, sunscreen, a book for her since she likes reading on the beach, and a frisbee that Mason got at some point in his life. After all 35 cookies are in a Tupperware container, she puts it in the bag. She grabs her sunglasses and they are out the door to go pick up Trevor and Leo. He grabs one of the beach chairs on the way out.

Jamie might make a quick appearance since he's in Anaheim to pick up the last of his things before he goes to Canada for the offseason. She's not sure if he's definitely coming, but she misses him and hopes he does come by the party for a bit. She was probably closer to Jamie than she is to anyone else on the team other than Mason. They're super close. Well, they were when he wasn't playing across the country in Philly.

She drives while Mason texts both Trevor and Leo. Z is closer so they go to pick him up first. When he gets in the car, she wishes that they picked up Leo first because Trevor just starts talking in the backseat.

Leo gets in the car when Trevor and Mason are in a conversation about whether or not Jamie is coming. Neither have heard from him in a few days, and she hasn't either.

The twenty minute drive to Long Beach doesn't feel very long after she puts Miss Swift on. It drowns out most of the conversation that the boys are having. Trevor joins her in singing along to Taylor every couple of songs.

It's about ten in the morning when she finds a spot in the nearest parking garage. Mason carries their bag and the beach chair. She did offer to carry something but Mason didn't let her despite still feeling his knee injury that kept him from playing the last few games of the season. He walks with a slight limp and has for a little bit since he hurt his knee.

A few of the Ducks are already on the beach when they get on the sand. Franky, Minty, Comber, and Dosty have saved a rather large spot on the beach for them. She sets herself up under one of the umbrellas. Mason claims the beach chair first.

"Nope, get up," she tells him. Mason looks up at her. "Sunscreen before you do anything else. I don't need to go to the hospital with you because you got sun poisoning or something."

Mason groans. "I'm under an umbrella," he argues. "I'll be fine."

"Mason McTavish," she sternly says. "You are 21. Put on sunscreen or I will have Z and Minty hold you down while I do it myself. No hospital trips because you forgot to put on sunscreen even though I told you to put it on."

He blinks at her and sighs. She smiles as he listens to her and grabs the sunscreen out of their bag. It's a bottle of lotion so he's able to rub it in everywhere except his back. He holds the bottle out to her and asks, "Get my back please?"

She stands up from sitting on her towel to help out Mason. She puts some of the lotion on his back and begins to rub it in.

A soft moan passes Mason's lips and she lightly slaps his shoulder. "Stop it," she tells him, but she has a smile on her face.

"Not my fault I can't keep it together when your hands are all over me like this," he comments. "Plus, it feels really good when you press on my back like that."

She rolls her eyes and shakes her head. The smile still on her lips as she finishes up.

"Since we're at it, can you do mine?" she questions. She pulls off the cover up that didn't do a lot to cover up what she was wearing under since it was totally see through. Mason's eyes are on her the entire time as she tosses the cover up in the bag.

"Yeah I can," he replies. He's very enthusiastic about it too. She laughs and turns. Mason takes the bottle out of her hands.

The lotion is so cold on her skin. She shivers as Mason begins to rub it into her back. She bites her lip because it does feel really good. Especially when he gets to the back of her neck. "You're so right," she sighs. "It feels good, and it's not just because it's you."

Mason laughs. "That's what I'm saying!"

He continues down her back to make sure he gets every inch of her skin. He gets lower and lower until he rubs whatever is left on his hands on her ass. She squeals and slaps his arm. "Inappropriate, Mason," she tells him.

"It's in my face, baby," he teases. "I had to. I couldn't resist."

Before she turns around, Mason presses a peck to her neck right under her ear. "You're insufferable," she softly says.

"Yeah, yeah," he laughs. "Can I go now? I'm all sunscreened up."

She turns and says, "I want a proper kiss first."

A mischievous smirk forms on Mason's face as he leans in. Then he deeply and slowly kisses her, making her weak in the knees. He takes his time with the kiss, which earns him some chirps from his teammates.

Mason pulls back from the kiss and she frowns. "I know, we're sitting and watching the sun set together," he tells her. "I'll make sure that I'm with you when the sun begins to go down. Promise."

He always keeps his promises too.

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The party really begins when Jamie Drysdale makes his appearance. Every single one of his former teammates nearly tackles him when he shows up around one that afternoon. Mason and Trevor in particular are very excited to see him. The three of them were like brothers and were always together.

She watches Mason, Trevor, and Jamie throw around the frisbee while they talk. She even sneaks a picture or two of them so she can show them later.

Most of the day, she sits around with the other wives and girlfriends. Mason is busy in the water or watching the boys play volleyball or just chatting with his teammates. Occasionally he’ll come up and say something to her, but she tells him have some fun with his teammates before they head to Canada for the offseason.

It’s probably around three when Mason comes walking up to her. She’s laying on her stomach and is reading Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice when he approaches her. Some water droplets fall on her back, and they feel really good in the dry California heat.

“Yes?” she asks with a smile.

“Come with me for a second,” he tells her. “I promise I’m not going to do anything bad. Just come with me.”

She puts her book facedown on the towel to mark what page she was on before she gets up.

As soon as she’s on her feet, Mason scoops her up in his arms. She squeals and squirms to get out of his grasp. “Mason! Don’t you dare do what I think you’re about to do!”

“What am I about to do?” he innocently questions as he walks toward the crashing waves.

“If you throw me in that ocean, we’re going to have some issues, McTavish,” she warns him. Of course there’s a hint of playfullness in her voice but she isn’t going to be very happy if she ends up in the water.

His legs hit a wave and water splashes up and hits her lower back. She shivers and wraps her arms around his neck. “I never said I was going to throw you in the ocean,” Mason says.

He treks until the water reaches his waist.

Then he drops her in the water.

She doesn’t go completely underwater but it takes her a moment to get on her feet. “Mason!” she gasps from the sudden cold. “I’m going to kill you.”

“No you won’t,” he laughs. “You look cute in the water.”

She jumps and wraps herself around him. She uses all her weight to try to get him under the water, but he is so much stronger than she is. She groans and plants her feet back in the sand. “I hate you,” she mumbles as she pushes her hair out of her face so the salt water doesn’t get in her eyes.

Mason takes a step to her in the water as a wave pushes the water up to their chests to helps her. His fingers rest under her chin so she looks up at him. Water droplets fall from his curls and down his face. “You love me,” he tells her with a smile. “No matter if I throw you in the water or not.”

A wave pushes her closer to her boyfriend. Their chests are flush against each other and she smiles. Her face gets hot at the intense moment of affection. She isn’t the biggest fan of public affection but sometimes she’ll enjoy a moment or two.

This one is intense, but she guesses it’s okay. They just have minimal clothing on at one of the most public places in the world.

“I do love you,” she confesses. “Have you been enjoying your day with the team? I know you guys wanted to make playoffs but you guys just were so unlucky with injuries.”

Mason’s hands come down to rest on her waist so she can’t go anywhere. “I know, but we’re still trying,” he tells her. “There’s always next season. We just need that ‘next man up’ mentality that we lacked this season. We’re a very young team, and we’re ready. We just need to stay healthy.”

She smiles at his response. Despite only two full years in the NHL, Mason already seems like he knows what he’s talking about. He’s so knowledgeable about hockey and team mentality.

A wave pushes her into Mason and they both share a soft laugh. She looks up at him before he leans down and captures her lips in a salty kiss. She giggles and drapes her arms over his shoulders as she returns the kiss.

Mason wraps his arms around her waist and lifts her up so she wraps her legs around him. Her ankles hook behind him so she doesn’t fall into the water. She brushes his soaked curls out of his face so the salt water stop dripping down his face and into the kiss. He cups the back of her thighs to keep her up.

A bigger, more powerful wave knocks Mason off his feet and they both crash into the shallow water. They both laugh as they find their footing again. “Probably our cue to stop before something happens and we’d have to abandon Leo and Z to go home and handle things,” he says.

“Speak for yourself about going home,” she replies. “I’d find a way to ride you somewhere in a more secluded or private area. We can’t abandon Leo and Trevor.”

Mason’s face turns bright red as she laughs and walks back to her towel to dry off. When she turns around, she finds Mason talking with Trevor, Jamie, Leo, Minty, and Zelly. Trevor claps him on the back and the boys laugh.

This is one thing that she loves about hockey. Mason will always have his boys. Playoffs or not. Stanley Cup or not. He will have his boys and they will always have him.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

The sun begins to set around six. Everyone is out of the water and is playing either volleyball or throwing around the frisbee. A couple of players sit with their significant other while they watch the sun set over the pacific ocean.

Mason makes his way over to where his girlfriend sits. He sits behind her and wraps his arms around her shoulders as she takes in the view in front of her. Her back is pressed against his chest and she smiles.

It’s the perfect way to end a perfect beach day.

She feels Mason kiss the swell of her ear. “Have a good day, baby?” he whispers. “You seemed to have fun.”

With a nod and a sigh, she replies, “It was the best day. I really did have a lot of fun. I enjoyed getting a tan when I wasn’t with you. I had fun throwing around a frisbee and playing doubles volleyball with Jamie. I finished my book too after a few weeks of not reading it.”

“Glad you had fun,” Mason laughs. “The guys seemed to enjoy your morning cookies too, by the way. They were all gone by two. I think Z and Jimmy ate most of them.”

She laughs and sinks back against her boyfriend. “They would eat all the cookies,” she sighs as she rests her hands on Mason’s arms. “I’ll have to send Jamie back to Philly with some, or ship them to him next season. Oh! Maybe I’ll give him some when the Flyers play the Ducks in Anaheim next season.”

He laughs again and shakes his head. “You are insane,” he tells her. “But I love you anyway.”

“You better, or no more cookies for you,” she teases.

Mason pokes her side in retaliation and she giggles. He smiles as she turns around and places herself in his lap. She brushes his curls out of his face for probably what is the millionth time today.

“Is it weird to say that I can’t wait to do this again next season?” he asks as he traces shapes into her thighs. “I mean, I’ve never been on a team where we were actually a contending team but I can’t wait to get back on the ice next season with the guys.”

She smiles and runs her thumbs over his lips. “You have a family in your team, Mase,” she tells him. “Those guys are your brothers. You’d ride or die for them. It makes so much sense that you would want to play with them again, no matter if you’re a contending team or not. I love the bond you have with them. Even former teammates like Jamie. That’s why you’re excited to play with them again next season.”

Mason trails his fingers from her thighs to her back. “So smart,” he replies. “I do love them like brothers, but I love you more. I’m so grateful to have your here with me.”

“I love this crazy journey you’re on,” she says. “Happy to be on it with you.”

He smiles and leans up to kiss her.

Yep. The perfect ending to a perfect beach day.

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with the trade deadline, there was a lot of movement in the team. one movement that you were grateful for was that your boyfriend was called up.

olen had called you immediately to ask if he could stay in your apartment whilst he played for the ducks and you agreed.

at first your brother, mason, was skeptical about the whole situation but decided that olen wasn’t a threat to you and that whatever relationship you had was strictly platonic.

oh, how wrong he was.

you and olen had met through a mutual friend. you’d stayed in contact with him and upon realising you’d be in california together you went out on a date him.

apart from the two of you, brandt clarke, kevin korchinski and connor bedard no one else knew of your relationship.

that was until trevor zegras showed up to your apartment.

there was no defining moment when you became like a little sister to trevor but here he was barging into your house as if he lived there.

whilst you normally wouldn’t mind as you’d be studying and olen would either not be around of cooking. tonight was movie night.

that meant trevor walked in on you cuddled up against your boyfriends chest with his wrapped around your waist.

the home cooked meal for two in the coffee table in front of the couch with a little note from olen reading for my best girl <3

“y/n- what the fuck!” trevor exclaimed.

you tried scrambling away from olen but in the end you ended up bonking heads with each other. as trevor paced around your kitchen.

“when did this happen?” trevor asked. as far as he knew, you were meant to be single and olen had a girlfriend.

“umm last year?” olen questioned.

trevor rubbed his forehead and took in a deep breath. “i won’t tell mason. but just so you know he might blow up on the two of you,” trevor warned

“why am i blowing up on them?” your brother asked walking into your apartment.

you, trevor and olen looked at each other and all exclaimed “no reason,”

[bbrissonn]

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alannaoregon who do i root for? three men who won't be playing and don't know how to shower, or two lovely cutie patootie brothers who housed me for the summer???

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_quinnhughes vancouver duhhh

alannaoregon @/_quinnhughes i lowkey forgot about you... teehee _quinnhughes @/alannaoregon i was apart of the lovely cutie patootie brothers who housed you for the summer alannaoregon @/_quinnhughes IK IK BUT VAN IS IN THE MIDDLE OF NO WHERE LIKE WTH

jackhughes i think your caption answered your question lanny

alannaoregon @/jackhughes ur so right jackie bear, you and lukie pookie better win or i'll look stupid jackhughes @/alannaoregon don't call us that

masonmctavish23 I KNOW HOW TO SHOWER???

alannaoregon @/masonmctavish23 THEN WHY DO YOU ALWAYS STINK WHEN YOU COME OVER??? masonmctavish23 @/alannaoregon IT'S MY COLOGNE alannaoregon @/masonmctavish23 WELL IT'S HORRIBLE, THROW IT AWAY

user917 the way we all know she's rooting for the ducks, and not because of three men that can't shower...

user681 lanny, girly, we all know you're wearing orange

trevorzegras im a great cheerleader

alannaoregon @/trevorzegras ur better in the stands than on the ice so far this year grass man trevorzegras @/alannaoregon ... user018 @/alannaoregon LANNY OMG 😭😭

_alexturcotte im team brothers !!

colecaufield @/_alexturcotte and im team men who won't be playing and don't know how to shower !! alannaoregon @/colecaufield cactus man vs tiny man battle time... I LOVE IT

user5210 not cole and turcs also picking-- i can't with them

jamie.drysdale who's the better cheerleader, me or z?

alannaoregon @/jamie.drysdale you look cuter in the costumes i got user821 @/alannaoregon GIRL WHERE ARE THE PICS??? trevorzegras @/alannaoregon YOU PROMISED YOU WOULDN'T TELL ANYONE alannaoregon @/trevorzegras oops?

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becky.rivera you look amazing in red though

alannaoregon @/becky.rivera becca this isn't what colour suits me better

trevorzegras nice jersey

alannaoregon @/trevorzegras thanks found it in my closet trevorzegras @/alannaoregon wonder how it got there?? alannaoregon @/trevorzegras good question, whoever this belongs to probably doesn't know how to showered, it stinks trevorzegras @/alannaoregon I SHOWER OKAY!!! user2872 @/trevorzegras CAN YALL JUST SAY YOU'RE TOGETHER LIKE WE ALL KNOW

user349 @/user2872 exactly, we know they're together. no need to force them if they don't want to publicly say it.

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alannaoregon @/lhughes_06 sorry pookie, but your teams sucks af right now

user910 GIRL WE KNOW YOU KNOW THAT WE KNOW JUST SAY IT

user821 why are we just ignoring the fact that she's getting back with her ex who cheated on her with her friend?? the guy she wrote a whole breakup album about???

user217 @/user821 we don't know the whole story, we can't go around judging. plus, if he makes her happy than that's all that really matters. she also made her first album about him, and you can tell how in love and happy she was when she made it. clearly she had a rough couple of months, let the girl be happy

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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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hey guys! this is my first long commitment to writing and yes i am already stressed 😍 but please bare w me as ill probs release these randomly, but i hope you enjoy!! (these will not be released in album order im so sorry)

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34 + 35 - logan sargent*

motive - mason mctavish

just like magic - daniel ricciardo

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six thirty - tj hughes*

safety net - jack hughes

my hair - mackie samoskevich

nasty - trevor zegras*

west side - lando norris*

love language - jamie drysdale*

positions - lance stroll*

obvious - matt rempe

pov - juraj slafkovský*

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test drive - alex turcotte

worst behavior - cole sillinger*

main thing - kirby dach

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