#ryan chesley x reader

[snuggerudism]

like gold to me

ryan chesley x reader x jimmy snuggerud

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warnings nsfw, threesome, etc (things that come along with that)

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ryan had seen you first, as you were in deep conversation with your friends, which included one of his teammates' girlfriends. he watched as you let out a laugh, a tight pool of warmth filling his chest.

his eyes trailed over to ryan, noticing the way his roommate was watching you with the same look he had been, and a slight bit of annoyance washed over him. if he was going to make a move on you, he had to be quicker than jimmy.

with that in his mind, he walked over toward the group of girls that included you. his eyes are glued to you, as he gives you a big smile.

“hi.” he yells, over the loud music and chatter in the bar.

“hi!” you giggle, noticing how hot the tall boy in front you is. “having fun?” you lean up to whisper in his ear. unbeknownst to him, you had seen the two boys looking at you, and wanted to have a little fun tonight. little did you know, this was only the beginning of it all.

“i am,” he gives you a smirk, letting his hand trail to the base of your spine. “having more fun now that i’m talking to a pretty girl.” he whispers, bending down. his lips softly brush against your ear, sending a chill down your body.

you feel someone touch your shoulder, and your head turns towards the person, seeing it was the other guy who was looking at you.

“snuggs.” ryan warns, arching his eyebrow at the younger boy. he got you first, fair and square.

“it’s okay,” you whisper-yell. “there’s plenty of me to go around.”

the two boys stare back at you with wide eyes, taken aback by your boldness. you motion for them to lean in close, and you stand on your tippy toes. “is that something you’d like? to share me for the night?” you smirk.

taking note of the way they look at each other quickly and then back to you, you know you have the two boys hook, line, and sinker. the taller one gulps loudly as you hold onto both of them.

you don’t give them a chance to respond, because there’s one more thing you need to know before you continue with whatever you do tonight.

“what are your names, pretty boys?”

“i’m jimmy.” the taller one responds almost immediately, hand creeping to your shoulder. you smirk in response, welcoming the touch.

“ryan.” his hand comes higher up your spine, bending down to your ear yet again. “what’s your name, pretty girl?”

a blush travels to your face, loving the attention on you. “y/n.”

“a pretty name for a really pretty girl.” jimmy’s voice is hoarse.

you decide to be bold in that moment, as if you weren’t already. “should we get out of here?” your eyes travel between the two boys looking at you.

“definitely.” ryan let’s his hand trail to yours, interlocking your fingers as you do the same with jimmy’s.

“lead the way, handsome.” you giggle.

“we only live two blocks away, so we can just walk. it’ll be quicker than waiting for an uber.” jimmy squeezes your hand, a hint of disbelief in his voice that he’s actually sharing a girl with his best friend.

the walk to the apartment passes by in a blur, and before either of them know it you are taking your shirt off. their eyes travel down to your lacy bra, stomachs clenching at the beautiful sight.

ryan’s the first to move toward you after jimmy guides you down the hall, into his room.

jimmy watches ryan laid you down on the bed, leaning over you and eyes looking hungrily down. his hands find your waist, fingers drumming against your thighs. he gives it a nice squeeze, listening to the moan that leaves you at the feeling.

your hand wraps around the back of ryan’s head, pulling him down and lips crashing onto yours.

jimmy is quick to strip his shirt off, sitting next to you and moving your hair out of the way. his lips attach to your neck, sucking roughly at the sensitive spots.

ryan un-attaches his lips from yours, noticing the way your hips were stuttering even if nothing had happened yet.

he trails kisses down your body, first to your chest, and then to your stomach, and then thumbs the button on your jeans to ask for permission.

“please.” you whimper, arching your back off the bed as jimmy nips slightly at an extremely sensitive part of your neck.

he takes them off in one swoop, discarding them somewhere on the floor to be dealt with later.

ryan swipes two fingers across his tongue, wetting it slightly before lowering himself down. he teases you with his fingers as they enter you. you back arches even more, the feeling making you gasp in pleasure.

your hands find jimmy’s hair, and you connect your lips in a rough kiss. his tongue swipes past your lips, entering your mouth. your lips move in tandem as ryan enters a second finger, and jimmy swallows the moan that attempted to escape you.

“so wet for us babe.” ryan chuckles, a small smirk forming on his lips.

“i want a third finger.” you mumble against jimmy’s lips, loud enough for ryan to hear you.

“what the pretty girl wants, the pretty girl gets.” ryan slides a third finger in her, working through the folds and stretching out. “feel good baby?”

“so good.” your voice is hoarse, strained from everything. “i’m ready.” your voice is determined now, or at least you try to sound like that.

ryan is quick to rip his underwear off, lining up with you and entering. it takes a minute, but he bottoms out. you gasp at the feeling, eyes almost rolling back into your head. jimmy is kissing the marks on your neck to make them feel better.

ryan gives you a moment to adjust before he begins fucking into you.. his hands grip onto your hips, almost sure there will be tiny pinpoint bruises by the time the morning rolls around.

the little noises make him quicken his pace, and he’s ramming into you now, feeling that you are close. “you can come whenever you’d like pretty girl.” he taps your hip.

you approach your climax shortly after, and the orgasm that escapes you clouds your vision. ryan shoots a load into the condom at the sight, letting himself slip out of you carefully.

“think you can take jimmy's cock?” ryan’s lust filled eyes stare into yours.

you nod your head, the words not coming out.

“you need to use your words pretty girl. not doing anything if you don’t.” jimmy cups your cheek.

“yes.” the word is a whisper, but it’s enough for the two to know that you are okay with more.

he slips right into you after putting on a condom. your still stretched open from ryan, so it doesn’t take much effort to bottom out. “how’s that feel babe?” jimmy makes eye contact with you, a gleam in his eyes.

“so good. please move.” you beg, needing to feel something other than what you do by arching your hips.

you’re glad he listens, and he shifts slightly which elicits a big moan to escape you.

then, he begins moving rapidly, lips attaching to your neck as he does so. “feel so good for me baby.” the words vibrate against your neck, causing your whole body to shutter. “taking me so well, i love it.”

you let out a cry at his words, and not long after, you’re letting out a second orgasm, your whole body shaking at the feeling. you whine at the empty feeling, but ryan is quick to bring out a damp washcloth for you. he wipes you down, kissing your lips as he does so.

the events of that night quickly catch up with you, and your eyes are dropping. jimmy chuckles, running his fingers through your hair to make you sleep, which you do almost immediately after. you have a hand on both boys as soft little snores escape you, and they are both looking at you with eyes full of love and lust. they are already picturing what next time will bring.

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we can’t be friends, so i’d just like to pretend - ryan chesley

*an* ryan’s girlfriend in this is completely fictional

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For as long as you could remember, it had always been you and Ryan. He had been there for you during your parents messy divorce in middle school, hugging you tightly as you cried in his arms about how they were putting you in the middle of it. You had spent so many nights at the Chesley house, sleeping on the couch.

You were there for so many special moments in his life too. You had been the first person he told that he had made the USNTDP team, both shedding tears when you realized that this meant you would be apart for a long time, something neither of you had really experienced. But your friendship never changed, and you were still the best of friends.

He had asked you to come to the draft with him, saying that there wasn’t anyone else he wanted to be with, sitting next to him as his name got called.

And when it did you sprung up and hugged him, letting him know how proud you were of him, as tears poured down your face.

As soon as you had gotten your acceptance letter to the University of Minnesota, you ran to his house and upstairs into his room. He was home from the NTDP for a week. “I got in.” Your breathing was heavy, taking short little heaving ones.

“You got in? Where?” His eyebrows had furrowed, and they turned into a look of happiness after you had shoved the acceptance letter in his face.

“Together, just like we always talked about.” You gave him a big smile, squealing as he picked you up and spun you around.

That moment was one you’d never forget. The way you felt sparks as soon as he had lifted you up was forever ingrained in your mind.

The summer before your freshman year of college is when you started to feel a different way about him. Every touch you shared had your stomach feeling butterflies, the best kind.

But you had kept your mouth shut, not wanting to risk the friendship that had meant the absolute world to you.

When he had shown up at your dorm door that one November night, you weren’t surprised. He was always at your dorm. But nothing could have prepared you for the words that left his mouth, the ones that had flipped your world upside down. “I have a girlfriend, and I really want you to meet her.”

You had swallowed the hurt that built up in your stomach, a fake smile spreading across your lips. “I’d love to meet her.”

“Great. You’re going to love her Y/N. I’ve told her so much about you, and she’s so excited to meet you.” The smile on his face is so bright, and meets his eyes.

That smile was one of the reasons you had fallen head over heels for him. “I’d love to have you in, but I have a presentation tomorrow that I have to finish.” You lie. You did have a presentation tomorrow, but you had finished it that morning.

You shut the door quickly, letting out the sob you had been holding in.

“Oh babe.” Your roommate pulls you close, sinking to the floor as you sob into her chest.

You hadn’t told her your feelings for him, but it was quite obvious to anyone who saw the way you looked at him, besides Ryan himself of course.

“H-he’s so happy a-and I-I feel a-awful that I can’t be h-happy he f-found a girl.” You choke on your words with the sobs that escape you.

Caroline doesn’t speak, instead choosing to rub circles around your back.

That night, you cry so much you’re convinced you have no tears left. Buy you do, and you cry yourself to sleep.

࣪𓏲ּ ᥫ᭡ ₊ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֶ 𓂃

Paige is beautiful, but you can’t see why Ryan likes her so much, personality wise. Everything about her makes your stomach crawl. She doesn’t understand his sense of humor like you do. You have always had the same sarcastic banter with each other, and today, you felt like you couldn’t do it because she was there.

She kept on asking what that meant when you two had a conversation about hockey, and you almost felt guilty for assuming she knew things about hockey. You made an effort to explain it to her, but she wanted to hear it from Ryan.

You didn’t miss the glares she sent your way whenever Ryan wasn’t looking. When he went to use the restroom, she didn’t talk to you, instead choosing to type away on her phone and snicker.

“What’s your major?” You attempt to start a conversation with her, but the attempt doesn’t work like you had hoped. She rolls her eyes, but is quick to put her phone down and start laughing as soon as she sees him coming back.

“Ry, Y/N is so funny! I love her jokes.” She lies. The laugh she makes is so obviously fake, but the look on Ryan face is what really makes your heart shatter. He’s looking at her with pure adoration in his eyes.

“This was really fun, but I should really get going. I have a big test in my intro to teaching class that I need to study for.” You don't look at him when you speak, wanting to hide the pain that’s written on your face.

“I drove you here Y/N?” Ryan’s voice is filled with confusion.

“Oh yeah, I’ll just walk back to my apartment. It’s only like, two miles away.” You move to get up, but Ryan reaches for your arm.

“It’s snowing out Y/N/N. I’m not letting my best friend walk back in the snow,” All of his attention is on you, so he doesn’t see the way his girlfriend rolls his eyes “We’re almost done, and I know you’re going to do amazing on that test, no matter how hard you study.”

You swallow your pride, letting out a small smile. You knew you wouldn’t win an argument with Ryan, especially when he was right.

Watching him lace their hands together and smile at her makes you nearly sick. As you walk behind them back to the car, she looks at you and gives you a smirk, as if to say I won, and you didn’t. It quickly turns to a bright smile as soon as Jimmy turns his head to look at her, and then you.

He only lets go of her hand after opening the car door for her, and walking to the driver's seat. You can see him attempt to hold her hand, but she moves it to where he can’t hold it.

You notice the frown on his face, and your heart hurts for your best friend.

“Can you drop me off at my place first?” Paige looks at him.

“Oh, I thought you were going to come back to my apartment, like we talked about before.”

“I’m tired, and need a nap.” You can tell she’s lying to him, but you don’t say anything.

“Oh, alright. I’ll see you tomorrow.” He presses a kiss to her cheek and opens the door for her, watching her walk into the building.

You’re quick to get in the front seat, and Jimmy smiles at you. “So? Do you like Paige?”

You lie, because you can’t tell him the truth and hurt him. “She was really sweet, Ry. She’s good for you.” It physically hurts her to say those words to him.

“I’m glad,” He pulls into the building of the apartment complex they live in, putting the car into park. “I’m happy that you two get along. My best friend and my girlfriend, two of my favorite people.”

The words make your heart break even more than it already was. You would only ever be his best friend, but there was this hope that wouldn’t go away inside of you that one day, he would see you as something more than that.

࣪𓏲ּ ᥫ᭡ ₊ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֶ 𓂃

Since coming to college last year, the tradition of Sunday night movie nights and doordash was created between you and Ryan. Each week, you took a turn picking the movie, switching between your dorms.

It was something you could always look forward to, because you two both had hectic schedules during the week, and while you did make an effort to see each other, it wasn’t always as much as you had both hoped.

Movie nights were a way to decompress from the stress of your weeks, and get rest before the school week started back up again.

You slide on your UGG slippers, making your way out the door donning Ryan’s old USA hockey sweatshirt he had left behind at some point and plaid pajama pants, hair thrown back in a messy bun.

Ryan’s apartment is two floors from yours, so you make your way up the stairs and knock on his door.

The door swings open, and your eyebrows furrow at the sight in front of you. Ryan is dressed in khaki pants and a button down, which is not something he’d wear for a movie night. “Y/N?”

“Ry? What are you wearing?”

“Paige and I are going on a date. She wants to try some new fancy steakhouse. Do you need anything?” He looks at you, head tilted to the side as he buttons his shirt.

“It’s Sunday.” He nods his head in response, not quite understanding what you mean.

“It is.”

“Sundays are movie nights? Doordash?” You cross your arms, heart hurting that he forgot.

“Can’t we just postpone? We can do it next Sunday night.” He moves out of the way so you can walk into the apartment and out of the hallway.

This was the third time he had canceled plans, and not told you beforehand that he was busy with Paige.

“Really? You couldn’t have told me before? I would’ve made plans to get dinner with my other friends, but it’s too late for that now.” In your annoyed state, you don’t notice the two other hockey players that live in the apartment stick their heads out of their rooms to see what was going on.

“Y/N, Paige is my girlfriend. I thought you would understand th-.”

“I know that Ryan But you’re acting like I don’t have to plan things and just drop everything to hang out with you on the spot.”

“I never said that, but we can’t do everything we used to do all the time together anymore. Paige is my priority now, and I thought you would know that.”

The words shatter your heart into a million pieces. You don’t recognize the person you call your best friend, who’s standing right in front of you anymore. “Fine. If she’s your priority, take back all your shit so she can have it. Because I don’t want it anymore.”

You’re quick to take off his sweatshirt, running out of the door and down the stairs. Collecting everything of Ryan’s that’s in your apartment, and stuffing it into a box, you run back upstairs to his apartment. The door is still open, and he’s sitting on the couch, head in his hands

“Here’s everything I could find Ryan. Your jersey’s in there too, I know you’ll probably want her to wear it to your games now.” You throw the jersey in his face.

“Y/N, you’re my best frien-“

“Well it really doesn’t seem that way anymore to me. I need some space from you Ryan. I don’t know how long, but maybe you can spend more time with Paige while I take space.” You sigh, walking out the door without another word from him. Your shoulders sag at the feeling that runs through your body.

The thought that your friendship will never be the same again replays in your head, and tears run down your cheeks as soon as you’re alone in the stairwell.

࣪𓏲ּ ᥫ᭡ ₊ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֶ 𓂃

It had been a week since you had last seen or spoken to Ryan. That was the longest you had ever gone without talking to him, and you were utterly miserable.

You didn’t know he was feeling the same way until he’s at your door, the bags under his eyes heavy.

“Ryan, I still need space.” You fold your arms across your chest.

“I know that, and I’m sorry but I can’t go another day without seeing your Y/N/N.”

“Paige didn’t make you feel better?” You can’t help the snarky comment that escapes your lips.

You see the sad look on his face before he says anything. “No, she broke up with me Wednesday. Something about how I’m too clingy and want to cuddle so much.” He looks down at his feet, and your heart hurts for your best friend at the sadness he’s experiencing.

“I’m sorry Ry, I know you really liked her.” You send him a small smile, motioning for him to come into your apartment.

All of the anger you had felt for him is gone now. “She wasn’t the right girl for me. I think I’ve known that for a while, but was scared to admit it to myself.”

“I’m glad you realized that now.” You give him another small smile, sitting next to him on the couch.

“I think I’ve always been in love with you.” He blurts out, throwing a hand over his mouth as soon as the words come out.

“Ry-“

“Y/N/N, I’m sorry, I don’t know why I said-“

“Do you mean that? That you’re in love with me?” Your voice is in disbelief at the words. You search his face for any hint of sarcasm, but you don’t find any.

“Yes-“

“That’s the best thing I’ve ever heard.” You bring your hand to his cheek, rubbing your thumb across it. Your eyes trail down to his lips, and you lean in closer to him.

“Can I kiss you?” He whispers, chins touching.

You nod your head and he breaks the small distance. The kiss is perfect, and sparks course through your body at the feeling. Ryan reaches across your body, pulling your in close by the waist and deepening the kiss. The feelings you had both buried deep inside you burst out and fill the air.

“I’m in love with you too.” You whisper against his lips.

࣪𓏲ּ ᥫ᭡ ₊ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֶ 𓂃

A/N

the ending was really shit, i know and i’m sorry this is not usually how i write, but i had everything but the ending planned out so. maybe i’ll write a part 2 to him asking you out officially? lmk if you’d like that.

[slafkovskys]

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“what did i miss?” you question as ryan pulls you into his lap. he goes to poke at your hair that was pulled away with a clip and you slap his hand, “don’t touch, i have a hair mask in.”

“you’re going to wash your hair this late?” he raises a teasing eyebrow as he rests his chin on your shoulder.

“our child is literally running in circles at almost midnight. i think i’m going to have time,” you sigh as you watch your blonde haired toddler being chased by isaac while your boyfriend’s other teammates watch on. you tap ryan’s shoulder, “speaking of, why is carter running in circles?”

“they’re playing duck, duck, goose. he’s picked isaac six times in a row now because no one has the heart to tell him that he’s supposed to pick someone different,” ryan huffs, “but in his defense, they keep picking him!”

“and he’s also two years old, ryan. not much experience playing duck, duck, goose,” you offer, letting your eyes drift over to the screen displayed on the wall, “we should go outside now. there’s only a couple minutes left.”

“still sure you want to go into another year with me?” he teases with a pat to your backside as you stand. he clears his throat, “actually, don’t answer that. carter, c’mon! it’s time to go see the fireworks!”

the little boy in a chesley jersey immediately pushes away from frank and darts towards you and ryan. he leaps into his dad’s arms, “fi’works?”

“yeah, buddy. for the new year,” you confirm, leading ryan and the rest of his teammates who had stayed behind at the hotel onto the balcony to celebrate the new year. “they’re gonna be loud, so are you sure that you don’t want your headphones?”

“big boy, mommy. daddy says so,” he lets his head rest on ryan’s shoulder as he looks out towards where they were going to be shooting off the fireworks. “pretty.”

“they’re gonna be pretty, cart,” ryan confirms just as the boys around you start counting down. he looks over at you with a grin, “ten, nine…”

you roll your eyes and push yourself forward to press your lips to his just as the fireworks sound off nearby. you pull away when carter squeals, but relax as you see the look of pure glee on his face. you nudge your way under the arm that wasn’t holding carter and wrap your arms around your boys, “happy new year, ry.”

“happy new year, mama.”

carter kicks his legs excitedly as a particularly big firework explodes in the sky, “‘appy new year!”