#sexcation

[rubenesque-as-fuck]

Eeeeeee one of my best friends that I haven't seen in a few years is going to try to come out to Las Vegas and hang out for part of my birthday trip! So now it won't solely be a "wandering around solo while high as a fucking kite" experience (not for the entire time, anyway)

[puppygirlrowan]

should I wear this necklace to target yes or yes

[xxxairheadedangelxxx]

the fact alucard found twovampire hunters fresh out of prison and went "ah yes my NEW HUSBAND AND WIFE" after being alone for like

6 weeks

i love how fucking dramatic this annoying bitch is good for him.

[luvyeni]

( drabble ) sexcation ̨ ! ୨୧ 一 송은석 ՞

⸃ ⸰ ⌁ going on a vacation with eunseok ヾ

boyfriend!eunseok・ fem!reader ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ g ・ smut ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ cw ・ ‎ lots of sex, unprotected sex, sex in multiple places wc ・ ‎0.6k ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎| ‎ ‎click to library

request. just thinking of fucking eunseok 24/7 on a holiday, whether it be at a cabin or a beach house idc gimme him neowww

「 ୨୧ authors note �� i love this i don't know why , i hope you do as well.

when eunseok told you to pack a bag; that you were going on an impromptu vacation to a cabin , you already knew what he was on — living apart from each other , both being busy a lot and unable to see each other; this a vacation purely to have sex.

now you didn't mind this at all; but you totally underestimated how horny your man was; and how much stamina he really had.

it started as soon you got into his car; his hands resting in between your thighs , his fingers raking up and down, finally making his way into your shorts, where he proceeded to make you cum on his fingers twice before pulling them out , bringing them to his mouth , continuing on with the drive , you could see the outline of his cock in his shorts , desperate to put it in your mouth , but he doesn't let you.

when you made it to your cabin; which was very secluded, he barely gave you enough time to put your bags down before he was pushing you down to your knees , pulling his long hard cock out , finally giving you what you want , fucking your mouth; cumming all over the messy face — pushing you on the bed , fucking you into the mattress.

if you thought that was the end; at least for a while , you're mistaken. after he made you cum; filling you with his cum — you decide to get in the shower , to clean the scent and remnience of sex off of you. but even then you weren't safe , he came inside the shower, pushing you against the shower , nipples pebbling against the cold shower as he fucked into , yanking your hair back , both of you moaning as loud as you want to , giving you a few more orgasms before cumming inside you.

he did give you breaks; he wasn't a a psycho, watching tv and cuddling; just happy to be in each other's presence alone — which resulted in him sticking his hands inside your shorts , pulling another orgasm out of you.

even when you were cooking he couldn't keep his hands off of you , rutting his hard cock against your ass , groaning in your ear about how he needed you, and it would be the last time for a while; you knew he was lying , but that didn't stop him from pulling your shorts down , bending you over the counter , fucking into you; cumming inside you just as the food was finishing inside you.

after eating a good and hearty dinner; both of you needing to soak your aching bodies; stripping yourself of your clothes , climbing into a hot bubble bath; it's cute and innocent— at first; after about 10 minutes of cute and soft touching , you end up bouncing on his cock, water spilling to the floor as he fucking up into your sensitive cunt , your tits covered in his marks as he sucks on them , telling you that he'll keep adding more , where people could see them.

as the night comes to a end , he becomes softer, laying you down on your back , smiling down at you as he dragged his cock slowly into your sensitive cunt , holding your hands tightly as you moaned his name; him whispering into your ear how much he loves you, and how well your taki his cock, and that you've been such a good girl letting him use your pussy for his pleasure , cumming inside you while softly placing kisses on your face as you drifted off the sleep for the night.

and that's just the first night there , and the boy for sure wasn't done with you , you both definitely went back unable to tell anybody about what you did , but the could tell from the marks on all on both your necks.

you both definitely were thinking about your next trip away from everyone.

©LUVYENI

[badbtssmut]

no.11

Taehyung free using his girlfriend's bestie in a 1 week vacation even infront of her, which is a gift by his gf and her bestie for his birthday.

You always thought Taehyung was attractive. You were jealous when your friend introduced him, as you couldn’t believe she snagged him up. But, you would never share those feelings. It was inappropriate.

But then one day, when both you and Taehyung were bit tipsy, you kissed at a party. You felt guilty. Ashamed. So you left to go home and never thought anything of it. It was one kiss, and it meant nothing. You even called Ara to confess and to your shock, she was ok with it, simply commenting that Tae had told her and that it was no big deal.

“Ya know, Tae’s birthday is soon, how about we do something special?” Your friend, Ara, suggested to make taehyung’s birthday special by giving him a sexcation, and she wanted your help in making that happen.

—

It was really happening.

As soon as the night fell, you went up to the bedroom, followed shortly after by taehyung. The door had barely closed behind him before he had pressed his lips against yours. It was like he had been waiting for this moment for a very long time. You kissed back, of course, running your hands up and down his chest. His shirt came off and his body was soon exposed. Soon, both of you were naked and in the bed, Taehyung on top of you.

Ara had walked in by now, simply turning on the TV, and laid down in the bed right next to yours, placing a bowl of snacks on the nightstand, completely unfazed by the fact that the man she loved was currently kissing another woman.

He entered you, slowly and softly. His movements gentle. You let out a moan, but it was soon muffled by his mouth as he kissed you once more.

“Mm, your cock feels so good…” You whispered against his lips.

“I bet it does, you are so wet for me already.” Taehyung whispered back, moving in and out of you in a slow rhythm.

You closed your eyes, allowing yourself to just enjoy the moment. You felt like you were on cloud 9, the sensation of him inside of you, the sound of him grunting in your ear... and the fact that Ara was literally watching you two do it, turned you on even more.

The whole experience was unlike anything else you had ever felt before. It was so erotic, so wrong and yet so exciting.

After a few minutes of this slow rhythm, he picked up the pace, his movements becoming harder and faster.

“Mm…” You spread your legs further. “Just like that… keep going just like that…” You squeezed your eyes shut, holding on to the sheets tightly.

Fuck, is this what your friend was feeling? Is this what it felt like to get fucked by such a hot guy?

Taehyung pulled out and flipped you around so you were on your knees.

You gasped, feeling him enter you from behind. You didn't even know why, but the idea of getting fucked like this in front of your friend was just making it all the more arousing.

He held on to your hips, and began pounding into you. Your pussy was now stretched wide, and the feeling of his throbbing cock slamming in and out was overwhelming.

"Oh, Tae... oh!" You buried your head into the pillow, each thrust bringing you closer.

His hips rocked forward with each thrust, and he grunted in pleasure. "Good girl, take my cock." You heard him praise you.

Taehyung gripped your hips tighter and continued to thrust. You were so tight around him, and you could feel every inch of him inside of you.

“Oh fuck!” You whimpered, overcome by pleasure. This was so good, you didn’t want it to end. You bounced your body back and forth to match his thrusts, earning pleasurable moans from him.

You were on the brink of climax. You tried to hold back, but it was too much. The sight of your friend watching you from the side, the feeling of his cock in your pussy, and the sound of his grunts were all too much. And just like that, you came. A wave of pleasure washed over you. You felt so relieved, yet also exhausted. You collapsed onto the bed, feeling the mattress creak beneath your weight.

Taehyung gave one last thrust, burying himself deep inside of you, before he groaned and filled you up with his cum. He then pulled out and rolled onto the bed next to you. You looked over at him, your breathing still heavy, and he gave you a sweet smile.

You were sad about it ending, but you knew you had six more days left.

[tgmsunmontue]

Season to Taste - 17/? WIP

Explicit Hangster - Celebrity Chef Bradley and Naval Aviator Jake Seresin who have a relationship spanning the globe before they realize how tightly bound they are to one another. Heading into this little world.

PROLOGUE/ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE SIX SEVEN EIGHT NINE

TEN ELEVEN TWELVE THIRTEEN FORTEEN FIFTEEN SIXTEEN

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

                While they travel together most people assume Vi and him are a couple, it helps a lot of the time. They end up sharing a room or bed as they move around. It does make hooking up difficult, but he either resorts to bathroom stalls, or going home with guys after letting Vi do her hard ass security routine where she insists on taking any guys photo before she lets Bradley leave with him. Annoying as fuck but he’s certain he dodges some real bullets because of it. On the rarer instances when he’s hooked up with a woman she’s done the same thing, although it had resulted in more than one awkward proposition for a threesome. He knows Vi doesn’t do casual, but she’s more than happy acting as his wingman, and telling him that in no uncertain terms she doesn’t find him at all attractive and never will.

                Spending nearly every waking moment together for weeks and then months on end helps solidify their relationship. He’s never had a sibling, and while Vi has two sisters, they’re both quite a bit older though, so he can only think that this must be what it’s like. She knows him, has known him, for several years now and even though she never likens their relationship to that of siblings she definitely calls him cousin openly and consistently, treats him like he’s family in a way he can’t imagine having any other way without calling her sister. Cousin. Whatever.

…            …            …

                He wakes up feeling the most well rested he has in ages, muscles pleasantly sore, blankets warm, air conditioning making the room cooler and he takes a moment to just burrow down further beneath the blankets and smiles to himself. This is what everyone wants him to do when they tell him he needs a vacation. If this is what it’s going to be like then he’s going to be much more easily persuaded. He stretches and reaches for his phone, surprised to see it’s after ten. He needs to ring Vi and check in and make sure the restaurant hasn’t fallen down, not that he doesn’t trust those he left in charge, but it’s his, and he’s been gone for a while and it doesn’t always sit right leaving it for so long. However he trusts Vi implicitly and she won’t hold back telling him if he needs to come home, no matter how much she thinks he needs a break.

                “Come up for breath huh?”

                “Hello to you too.”

                “You’re having a sexcation, I’m surprised you’re awake.”

                “Jake’s gone to see his family.”

                “Oh. Right. Of course. I see how it is. You’re bored.”

                “I’m…” he lets out a long calming breath, “I wanted to check in with you. See how it’s going in my absence?”

                “I came back to a pile of ash and am busy filling in the insurance paperwork…”

                “Vi…”

                “Everything is fine. Everyone is fine. We created a well-oiled machine and it’s working exactly as it should. Calm down and enjoy you sexcation…”

                “What if it’s… more than that.”

                “What do you mean?”

                Bradley bites his lip, wonders if he should just blurt out that he’s already asked Jake to consider dating him, having a long distance relationship and trying something, no matter how crazy or difficult it might be. If he tells Vi he’s already done it, she’ll support him, without question. However if he asks her opinion then he’ll also get it, honest and brutal and he’s terrified it might not be supportive but he still wants to hear it.

                “So, I met his sister yesterday. One of his sisters. She invited me to dinner to meet the rest of his family tomorrow night… I really like him.”

                “Yeah. Of course you do. He’s your Cinderfella.”

                “Cinderfella was a fairytale, Jake is… a cocky asshole who adds sauce to everything.”

                “And yet you like him anyway.”

                “I do. I do like him.”

                “Yeah. I could tell. You going to actually do anything about it other than just… sex?”

                “Do you think I should?”

                “I’m not making that decision for you. But… He was learning Italian. Maybe on the off chance that he might one day meet you again. I mean. Slim to zero chances if you were actually Italian, but he was doing it anyway. He makes you laugh. His stupid sauce thing. You think it’s fucking cute and funny. It’s like he’s made you loosen up a bit and that’s… it’s good to see. I want you to be happy and more relaxed and if you have to be with a guy that adds sauce to everything to be happy then I will make sacrifices…”

                “Wow. Big of you.”

                “What is the worst he can say? No, right? Thanks but no thanks?”

                “Yeah.”

                “And what’s the best he can say?”

                “I love you, lets run off to Vegas and get married?” Bradley jokes, because he’s already had the conversation with Jake, and Vi is already pushing him to asking. And Maria had been doing the same, so having family also think that they might work together. Despite the distance and jobs. To try it.

                “Holy shit, you’re thinking about marrying this guy.”

                “What? No I’m not.”

                “You literally just mentioned running off to Vegas to get married!”

                “It was hypothetical!”

                “And if he asked?”

                “I’d… I’d say yes,” Bradley says, but he has to hold back laughter, because he wouldn’t, but god does he want Vi to think he would.

                “Oh my god, you’re serious.”

                “He’s not going to propose marriage Vi.”

                “Well, still more likely than him saying no to whatever it is you’re going to ask him… Bradley. You’ve met his family. Well. A sister. He’s met me, which is as much family as you have and talk to on the East Coast. You’ve shoving several months into two weeks… But do not, under any circumstances run off to fucking Vegas and get married. Aunt Silvia would kill you as soon as she caught wind of it.”

                “Well, I’m not going to ask him,” Bradley says, grinning, because god he loves winding her up.

                “Why not? You have to take a risk sometime…”

                “I’m not going to ask him, because we already talked about it yesterday and we’re… dating. Going to try the whole long distance th-”

                “Mamma Mia! Stronzo!” Vi snaps out, followed by further strings of insults in Italian and Bradley laughs at her annoyance, feels accomplished in a way that only annoying her brings.

                “Yeah yeah, think of me tomorrow when I’m meeting his entire family. For the record, he has five sisters.”

                “Oh… oh that’s beautiful. That’s what I call karma. Stronzo.”

                “Yeah, laugh it up. Can’t be any more intimidating the Nana and Nonna.”

                “True. Think you’ll take him to Italy?”

                “It’s been six days. How about we just… slow it down. Take it easy.”

                “Hmm. From the guy who has already decided to date him and try long distance. And yet I’m the one suggesting crazy shit.”

                Bradley groans, and he knows what he’s going to ask next isn’t going to help at all in terms of making Vi think he’s not rushing into things.

                “His sister clocked me as soon as I walked in by the way. She’s a fan.”

                “And?”

                “Jake has no idea who I am…”

                “Oh… oh shit. That’s not going to work.”

                “He knows my name. But he doesn’t like watching reality TV. He saw one of my recipe books, that Maria owns, and he didn’t even blink. Was just… oh, good for you. You’ve done a cook book.”

                “Okay. So maybe he’s just very chill about it?”

                “Maria thinks he’s oblivious and will remain oblivious.”

                “Maria is…”

                “His sister. She invited me to dinner. To meet everyone else. Said that Jake can be pretty blind to things even when it’s right in front of him. And that she’ll… maybe help him remain in the dark a little?”

                “That’s not a good idea.”

                “Not in a bad way. Just… she’s warning all of Jake’s other sisters, so they don’t make a big deal and are prepared when I turn up. She was not prepared for me to turn up, Jake had been calling me Leo the whole time. I’m lucky she just rolled with it. We’d met at the market as well, so…”

                “He knows your name though right?”

                “Yeah. And Maria calls me Bradley.”

                “Oh. So… he knows you’re a chef, that you’ve done some books and what…?”

                “That I work in a restaurant in New York. But also that I travel a lot for work. Sometimes.”

                “You do travel a lot.”

                “Yep.”

                “Okay. Well, for the record I think you should maybe try and spell it out for him.”

                “It’s kind of nice having him like me for just me…”

                “Leonardo…” Vi says, and he can hear the reproach in her tone. “He already likes you. Don’t think he’s going to care about your very limited claim to fame.”

                “Yeah, but you know people think of me differently when they see the TV version of me, and then meet me in person.”

                “I don’t think Jake is going to be one of them.”

                “Yeah? Why do you think that?”

                “Because of the way he adds sauce to fucking everything. If there was a guy who cared less about what you do for a job I challenge you to find him. Salsa scandalo.”

…            …            …

                “So… want to tell us about him?”

                “Why bother? You’re just going to grill him tomorrow.”

                Again silent looks are exchanged and Jake realizes that maybe Olivia is also an owner of Leo’s cookbook.

                “Are you a fan of his?” Jake asks.

                “I…” she starts, looks to Maria. “Yes.”

                “Great.”

                “Okay, you guys cannot make a big deal or embarrass me, okay?”

                “This is the first person you’ve ever brought home. It’s kind of a big deal.”

                “If you guys screw this up for me, he’ll also be the last guy I ever bring home.”

                “Okay okay, we’ll be on our best behavior. We promise.”

                Jake doesn’t trust that statement at all but it’s not like he has much choice in the matter.

EIGHTEEN

[bropunzeling]

A MattDrai where they're in a secret relationship/situationship and one of them gets hurt in a scary way (bad hit or whatever) while the other is on the ice too?

oooooh. my first thought is what if it is the other one's fault bc 🙏 i love mess. anyway i think a fun take would be like, if they are already in a rocky place (due to the scf? due to the scf) and maybe the whole situationship has been on ice. maybe this summer instead of somehow finangling a lil sexcation, like they've done before, they just kinda.... didn't try. maybe it would be easier if this thing just petered out. all good things must come to an end, and was it even that good? probably not worth trying to bridge the gap in any case. not when leon is bitter and resentful and matthew is bitter about leon's bitterness. time to grow up.

smash cut to first game of the season theyre playing against each other. things are chippy all game. lots of uncalled penalties. lots of head-hunting. they get tangled up in a scrum. leon doesn't even know who he's elbowing, where his stick is going, who he's shoving, the whistle is going, someone's yelling, guys have fists in his jersey, what the fuck --

next thing he knows, he's watching matthew get helped off the ice, sickly sure that it's his fault.

(and then they get through the game and he has to decide if he's going to head over to matthew's house to check on him and possibly get murdered by sam bennett but he DOES do it and they can have an awful come to jesus talk while matthew limps around his house. or something. suffering!!!!)

[cgsf]

Men's Hockey (RPF) fanfiction recs:

Leon Draisaitl/Matthew Tkachuk [Part 2]

"wondering how many times can a heart melt" 🔒 (E) by slowboat | 2,551 | Wet lips parted, neck pink from beard burn. Head thrown back into the pillow but still watching Leon from under half-closed lids like Leon’s the Second Coming of Christ, like it’s detrimental for Matthew to keep his eyes on him, like he, too, is desperately trying to commit the view to memory.

"wrong when it's right" 🔒 (E) by daisysusan | 8,172 | Leon is drunk. Which—glancing around the locker room—plenty of guys aren’t sober, and for that matter Matthew isn’t either, but Leon is among the drunkest. Maybe the drunkest. Not sloppy, really, but it’s obvious in his loose movements and the way he smiles. And to think, Matthew thought he was going to forget how much he knew about Leon’s body.

"linger" 🔒 (E) by bropunzeling | 71,255 | Matthew doesn’t fuck people who hate him, and he doesn’t fuck hockey players, and he doesn’t fuck alphas. He definitely doesn't fuck alphas when he's in heat. Except for, apparently, Leon Draisaitl.

"punch-drunk" 🔒 (E) by isozym | 3,142 | “Maybe I have a big secret crush on you,” Matthew says with a smile. “On pace for a hundred and forty points, so hot.” “Bullshit,” Leon snorts. His hand drops lower and squeezes Matthew’s ass. “You got me,” Matthew says. “I looked at you and figured your dick was big and uncut and would fit good in the back of my throat.”

"press my head between your shoulder blades" 🔒 (E) by puckthisshift | 13,559 | Leon brings a boy home to Mallorca with him. It was supposed to be some cross between a sexcation and a romantic getaway. Somehow, it turns out better. And more embarrassing for... mostly for Leon.

"Stud" 🔒 (E) by the_pole_position | 959 | "What the fuck?" Brady said, looking over at him in concern. Then, once he spotted Matthew's flaming cheeks, suspicion. "What did you do." It wasn't even a question that he'd done something, which was fair.

"dim the lights and think of you" 🔒 (E) by allthatsings | 2,039 | “Come home with me.” “What?” It’s warmups and Matthew Tkachuk is leering at Leon from the other side of the red line.

"the first law of motion" 🔒 (E) by bropunzeling | 5,568 | Matthew finishes brushing his teeth and spits in the sink. From this close, he smells like sweat, sex, the mint of his toothpaste. “I’m gonna shower too,” he says, reaching for the waistband of the basketball shorts he put on just to come in here, like Leon wasn’t riding his cock half an hour ago. “You staying?” It’s a rhetorical question. Even so, Leon wonders what would happen if he gave the wrong answer.

"your temporary touch" 🔒 (E) by bropunzeling | 5,462 | Leon didn't even want to go to Florida.

"contact high" 🔒 (E) by bropunzeling | 10,065 | So, something is wrong with him. Obviously. Leon’s never heard of anything like this, of feeling overheated and overwhelmed and out of control over your own body. Matthew touching him seems to fix it, though. If Leon were in his right mind, he’d hate that.

"Odour" 🔒 (E) by CoffeeHound91 | 32,201 | Matthew is a Null. He thinks that makes him nothing. Leon disagrees.

"i don't speak german but i can if you like" 🔒 (E) by wheelsnipecellysboys | 3,355 | “Ich spreche kein Englisch, du trottel.” “Woah,” Matthew says unintelligently, putting his hands up in surrender. “Holy shit, what is that? German? Swedish? Fuck.” He slides his martini glass away and grabs the one that this man had bought him, fingers picking at the olives again. “That’s hot.”

"Crowd Pleaser" 🔒 (E) by Helenish | 3,662 | “Best you ever had,” Matthew said once, because he was a dick.

"Wildcard" 🔒 (E) by wearemany | 21,124 | “Anything this guy wants,” he yells, tilting his head towards Draisaitl, “I’m buying.”

"roughed up in the afterglow" 🔒 (E) by notthequiettype | 5,553 | "Fuck," Matthew says, and laughs again, a dry nothing of a sound. "Why is this so awkward?" "I don't know," Leon says, and lets his shoulders drop, shoves his knuckle into his eye. "Jesus."

"follow you down" 🔒 (M) by foundfamily | 11,739 | “Who’s looking after you?” Leon bristles. “Nobody. I’m a grown man.” “I could come out for a few days.” Leon waits for the punchline, sure he must be joking, but Matthew stays quiet, lets the offer linger.

"static" 🔒 (E) by bropunzeling | 1,392 | It all happens on autopilot: punching in an address into Uber, sliding into a backseat, walking over a threshold. One minute he was on the ice, watching the puck go into an empty net as Matthew yanked on his stick, holding him back; the next he was here, standing in Matthew’s bedroom, goosebumps dotting his skin. Even in Florida, he's cold.

"pull me closer (we ain't ever getting older)" 🔒 (E) by ohtempora | 11,503 | Here's what Leon knows about Matthew Tkachuk: He's annoying to play against, especially for a freshman. Especially for a true freshman. He got in a shoving match in an exhibition game against Acadia. He's top on his team in points, and he's going to be a top-ten pick in the upcoming draft. Doesn’t help that he plays for Leon’s biggest rival. His name is getting thrown around for Hobey contention, and Leon can’t take some freshman winning the award he's wanted two years running.

"push-pull" 🔒 (E) by bropunzeling | 2,765 | Matthew can’t help glancing at Leon’s thumb, at the path it's tracing as it dips under the hem of his sleeve. It’s a casually possessive gesture, staking out a square inch of territory. It puts him in mind of two months ago, when they were sitting on the couch at Leon’s place, drinking the beers Leon offered before they got down to the reason Matthew was there; Leon’s arm had draped over the back of the couch, his fingers resting in the notch of Matthew’s shoulder in a way they had never done before, and Matthew had sat there, fist choking the neck of his beer bottle as he tried not to go crazy from wanting to pull away from it. From wanting more of it.

"Bad Habit" 🔒 (M) by ClaraxBarton | 2,295 | Matthew was angry, horny and lonely. Not a great combination in his hometown, during an event that threw an even bigger spotlight on him than usual in a town that was absolutely a hockey town, no matter what people wanted to say. So, his usual go-to for getting rid of the angry, horny, lonely feelings - hooking up with a stranger - was problematic in a lot of ways. Not the least of which was finding the time between all of the everything he had to do.

"Bloodletting" 🔒 (M) by Helenish | 3,781 | They’d been happy. They’d won a lot of hockey games together.

"make this bed get squeaky" 🔒 (E) by puckthisshift | 8,674 | The Oilers win their series against the Flames and Leon feels like he deserves a reward. Showing up at Tkachuk’s house for a booty call feels like the natural next step.

"Opposite of Nothing" (E) by angry_geno_is_score | 10,393 | “Hey,” Tkachuk calls across the red line during warm-ups, the night before the first of three exhibition games Calgary and Edmonton will play against each other in the next couple weeks. “Wanna fuck?” Leon knew he was asking for it by skating so close to the Calgary side of the ice. “What?” he demands, ice spraying as he skids to a stop so he can turn to face Tkachuk fully.

"call it what you want" 🔒 (M) by fannyann | 13,034 | When Matthew sees the photos, he laughs about the timing until he cries. It’s the morning the Oilers are set to play the Blues and he should probably be angry or panicked or appalled that someone would violate their privacy like this. But mostly, Matthew’s just disappointed he couldn’t even be outed with a guy who kept his word.

"lift your hearts to the horizon" 🔒 (M) by puckthisshift | 14,583 | In which Matthew slut-shames Leon’s wandering heart, Leon makes declarations like the romance novel hero he is, and we ignore the rules of physics in favor of magic.

"broken glass" 🔒 (E) by dilangley | 13,794 | “So it’s going to be like that,” Leon said, a statement, not a question. He had thought otherwise; after all, the ranks of wolves in professional hockey was small, a brotherhood spanning across organizations in allegiance deeper than team colors. “I can’t make exceptions. Not even for Leon Draisaitl.”

"cartography of light and undead" 🔒 (M) by lighthousetowers | 22,582 | Two consenting adult vampires beat each other up in a St. Louis back alley, until they don't. This? Is a love story.

"malt" 🔒 (E) by unsay | 4,044 | "It's nice to meet you. I have heard many good things,” Barkov says, diplomatically, while they both try to pretend that his closest acquaintance with Leon to date hasn’t been by way of the scratches down Matthew’s back.

"last dress rehearsal" 🔒 (E) by unsay | 3,257 | “Nah, c’mon, I think it’s cute,” Matthew says. Leon feels the back of his neck go hot. “You’re, like, really trying to get yourself wifed up here.”

"better than before" 🔒 (E) by bropunzeling | 4,704 | "Well,” Matthew says, once he can get his breath back. “That was alright.” Next to him, the sheets rustle. Matthew turns his head to the side and watches Leon push himself up on one elbow. There’s a wrinkle right between his eyebrows. “Alright,” he repeats slowly.

"feeling all hell" 🔒 (M) by litaf1101 | 7,405 | Leon and Matthew are doing a terrible job at being exes.

"never get far" 🔒 (E) by ohtempora | 4,110 | After the Flames get bounced from the playoffs, Matthew gets off the ice, gets about twenty minutes to be pissed off in the locker room, grits his way through his media availability, and gets the call. When Draisaitl walks into the room, Matthew honestly doesn't know which one of them is more surprised.

"plans in a warmer town" 🔒 (M) by ohtempora | 2,057 | When you consider how strongly the odds were stacked against them, Matthew has no idea how they pulled this off.

"brakeless" 🔒 (E) by ohtempora | 8,117 | Whatever is linking them together—biology or lust or something bigger, something Matthew can’t begin to understand—falls into place. Matthew says, “This isn’t supposed to happen.”

"catch me, I'm falling" 🔒 (E) by puckthisshift | 9,852 | Matthew wakes up alone and confused the morning after saying Red to his one-night stand. He’s planning on going right to Biosteel Camp, but someone demands to take care of him.

"rough dream?" 🔒 (M) by reticent | 7,248 | “Would you believe me if I said I was in, like, a Groundhog Day kind of situation?” Matthew sounds strangely serious. Which Leon doesn’t really understand, because Matthew’s not stupid, and: “Time loops don’t exist.”

"in from the cold" 🔒 (E) by yourblues | 4,654 | Matthew says, “Love what you’ve done with the place.” This is a joke. The joke is that Leon’s house in Edmonton looks exactly the same as it did the last time he was here, which was almost two years ago, when Matthew was still property of the Calgary Flames.

"one-off" 🔒 (E) by thelightwithout | 564 | so the thing is that, when it happens, it’s not really supposed to be anything.

"the sweetest dream would never do" 🔒 (E) by NoodleE | 1,255 | It’s not the first time a guy whose nose Matthew wants to break has shown up in a sex dream – not that Matthew wants to break his nose right now anyways. He’s enjoying this way too much.

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"act like I don't care what you did" 🔒 (E) by puckthisshift | 6,399 | Matthew had grabbed Draisaitl’s thigh mostly by accident, but he wasn’t going to let that asshole know about that. But after making some promises, he finagles a bid for the winner’s room so he can deliver. And then some. How else is a guy supposed to get an apology out of Draisaitl?

"barons" 🔒 (M) by dilangley | 42,768 | Matthew Tkachuk coaches Leon Draisaitl and Trevor Zegras for the NHL’s newest expansion.

More to be added.

[daerienn]

tissaia deserves a sexcation with loads of hot, steamy sex and wanton indulgences of all the pleasures the world has to offer

[puppygirlrowan]

3 weeks til sexcation!!!

[hauntedwizardmoment]

me: i’m gonna work on my jaceporter sexcation wip

the demon possessing me: but what if you wrote something evil instead

[polyabathtub]

wie viel chapter 5 now out! We're back in Florida for the great sexcation (part 1). Between this chapter and the next, I should more than make up for the sex-free Chapter 4.

The release time is getting later every week because I finally started my new job and am no longer just lying around watching hockey and writing fan fiction all day (boo), but I still got it out today! Fingers crossed I pull it off next week too.

[sionisjaune]

okay okay OKAY sorry for the ask you’re about to get. have not gotten sleep and am a little(very) delulu right now. also it’s sebcedes and mick i am delulu always. sorry if this feels like i’m barging in unprompted. angel is lewis obvs, but devil vs “guy who looks like my dad who i try not to look at”. gut reaction is immediately angel lewis devil nico looks like dad/trying to ignore seb. BUT seb doesn’t look like mick’s dad he just looks like A dad. and alsooooooo is mick trying to ignore seb? i think he’s trying to not look at nico. and seb can always be characterized as a devil lbr. but then i stared thinking about it more, and about how much has changed over the last few years. and also about how mick has changed over the last few years, at least in the way he presents himself to the world, i don’t know that man. okay. when they’re on the grid together seb is the devil and nico is the guy mick is trying not to look at. post seb retirement and post mick losing the haas seat nico is the devil and seb is the guy he tries not to look at. lewis stays the angel

Anon I'm going to offer you three ways to solve this sebcedes dilemma*

First of all: Lewis as the angel, Nico as the devil, Seb as the guy Mick is trying not to look at. You hit the nail on the head with this one. There is an obvious connection between Seb and Michael. It could probably be argued that Mick wishes he were able to have the relationship with Michael that Seb had. In that respect, looking at him is painful. Lewis is the angel because he's beautiful and powerful and holds himself at a distance. Nico is the devil because Mick has fallen victim to Lewis pov anti-Nico rhetoric.

Second: Seb as the angel, Lewis as the devil, Nico as the guy Mick is trying not to look at. Seb is the angel that is tacitly telling Mick how to act. Lewis is the devil that's inviting Mick on a slightly inappropriate Colorado sexcation. Nico is the guy Mick is trying not to look at, because he's the last guy to ever race Mick's father (as a teammate), and he's a shadow from Lewis's past that Mick is simultaneously grasping at and trying not to ignore.

Third: Nico as the angel, Seb as the devil, Lewis as the guy Mick is trying not to look at. This is true to the historia abscondita universe. Mick is so in love with Nico that he becomes angelic. Everything he sees is filtered through Nico's point of view and amplified by Mick's own drive and fury. Seb is an irrational enemy, someone that shieled Mick from the "truth". Lewis is the guy that replaced Mick's father as king and has hurt Nico in ways that Mick can't fully think about just yet.

*In general, a sebcedes dilemma is when you must categorize three or more people/objects/concepts as sebcedes. I do this all the time. Every group of three things is sebcedes, somehow.

[takeariskao3]

Hinny get steamy on holiday?

hmm a sexcation, if you will? 😈

"Then it just hung around, like a big smelly cloud-"

Harry was only half listening, he'd already explained the concept of hairspray at least twice but Ginny’s protests continued on. While she pondered the effectiveness of such a product, his eyes lingered on the little knot at the nape of her neck. The red string holding up her bikini had been teasing him all afternoon and it had taken all the willpower he could muster not to pull it free. 

“Do all Muggle women do that?” she complained as they reached their room at the end of the hall. “Spray entire rooms with sticky mist so their hair stays put?”

“Seeing as I’ve hardly spent any time in a ladies loo, I don’t think I’m qualified to say.”

Unlocking the door, he stood aside for her to go through first. 

Leading the way into their suite, she discarded her beach towel on the chair in the corner and kicked off her sandals. Harry followed after her, Ginny completely oblivious to the buzz in his bloodstream until he came up behind her, ghosting his hands around her waist and pressing his lips to her neck.

Giggling at this surprise attack, she murmured, “I thought we had dinner in an hour?”

“Won’t need an hour,” he mouthed back, sucking on her pulse point until he heard her breath hitch. 

“What’s got you all excited?”

“You,” he replied, circling his hands around her ribs. “And this infernal thing you call a bathing suit.”

“Right,” she snorted. “And I’m sure those fruity concoctions you were sipping out of a coconut had nothing to do with it.”

Harry didn’t answer, because she was absolutely right. Sometime around his third piña colada, he’d started shamelessly staring at her bum. 

But it wasn’t entirely his fault. She had a very nice bum. 

Keeping up his persistent attention to her neck, he slipped a hand beneath her swim top, kneading her breast until it pebbled and hardened. Ginny retaliated almost instantly, pressing her backside into his groin. 

A soft moan clawed its way up his throat that he didn’t even try to dampen. 

She turned to face him, reaching up to grab his cheeks and pull his face down to hers. Harry met her kiss with equal fervor, opening his mouth at the first tease of her tongue and digging his fingers into her hips. 

“Off,” he muttered, pulling at her bottoms. “All of it off.”

She pulled at the waistband of his trunks. “You first.”

To say he stepped out of his swim shorts lightning fast, would be an understatement. Only as soon as he sprang loose from his pants, she gripped his length in her fist and dropped to her knees. 

“Ginny, that’s-”

Harry choked on the rest of his sentence as she pulled the tip into her mouth and sucked. As she settled into a steady rhythm, the muscles in his lower stomach tightened and squirmed, the whole picture bringing him closer to the brink with every swipe of her tongue. 

But he still hadn’t gotten what he wanted. Which was her blasted bikini discarded somewhere on the floor. 

Digging his fingers into her hair, he pulled her off with a soft pop. 

She clearly registered the disgruntled heat in his gaze because she grinned and stood. Harry didn’t wait around for her to do the honors, instead shucking her top over her head without even bothering with the knots. Her tits bounced free, but before he could get his mouth on them, Ginny shoved him toward the bed. 

He fell back against the crisp linens, watching as her swim bottoms were quick to follow. With a wicked smirk, she crawled her way up his body until their hips and chests were flush. 

As Ginny aligned him at her entrance, Harry pulled a freckled nipple into his mouth. She tasted like sun bleached sand and seawater. There was nothing in the world he ever wanted to taste again. 

She rocked back and forth a few times, his cock burying itself deeper and deeper inside her with every shift of her body. The tempo she set was languid; lazy; torturous; and it took everything he had not to buck up into her until his vision turned white. 

However, Harry had learned a few things in his first year of marriage, and he knew all he had to do was circle his thumb around her clit, matching her pace for a few moments before Ginny would take off at a punishing pace. 

So he did just that. 

And when she sat up straight, rolling her hips with her mouth parted and her amber eyes alight, Harry knew he’d never seen anything in his entire life more beautiful.

And when she came, her legs trembling and her walls fluttering around his shaft, he realized he could spend the rest of his life in her rapture and it would never be enough. 

And when she collapsed forward onto his chest and he thrusted from beneath her until he felt the white hot rush go through him, he wondered if it would still feel this good years and years and years from now. 

He sure hoped so. 

[luvyeni]

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[fishyfiles]

well... I could have spelled him, of course. i'm proficient enough - have to be, if I dare attempt for the hand of Lord of the Files.

yet, what is love without some risk?

if he does find out - doubtful, he doesn't keep inventory, that's Maze, and she's on a sexcation - he can detective around all he wants. all he'll find is a father's day card :)

- ⚕️

Well. All right, then.

Thank you.