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2026-07-11 20:26:23
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Pucked On Ice ExposUre
DexA few days later, I was at Nico’s place. We’d just finished fucking hard — the kind of raw, desperate sex that left us both wrecked in the best way. Nico had fallen asleep almost immediately after, which had been happening more often lately without either of us acknowledging it directly. I had told myself it was because the sex was good. I was starting to suspect it was something else.I lay on my side, propped on one elbow, and watched him sleep.He looked peaceful in a way he didn’t always manage when he was awake. The small tension that lived around his eyes and the corners of his mouth when he thought I wasn’t watching was gone completely. Just his face, relaxed and open, dark lashes against his cheek, breathing slow and even.I was smiling like an absolute idiot, and I was aware of that, and I didn’t particularly care.A sharp knock at the door broke through the quiet.I frowned at the ceiling for a second. Then I slipped carefully out from under the covers, pulled on the swe
Pucked On Ice Always You
NicoThe man smiled warmly. “I’m Mr. Tommy, head coach of the Bulls.”My eyes widened, then my whole body relaxed. “Oh! No wonder you looked familiar.” I returned the smile. “It’s so nice to meet you.”“It’s nice to meet you too, Dex’s boyfriend,” he said with a knowing glint in his eye.I blushed and ducked my head. Coach Tommy chuckled softly. “Dex seems to like you a lot. He wouldn’t stop talking about you during rehearsals. And I never expected him to make such a bold confession on the ice today.”I bit my bottom lip, smiling. “Neither did I.”Coach Tommy gave me a sincere look. “I really wish you both the best of luck. Take care of each other.”Before I could thank him, a strange sensation hit me. Something warm trickled down my nose. Coach Tommy’s expression shifted as he pointed gently. “You’ve got a little blood there.”Shit.I quickly stood up and covered my nose with my hand. “Excuse me,” I muttered, hurrying toward the nearest bathroom.Inside, I stared at my reflection. Br
Pucked On Ice Last game or not?
NicoThe past few days had blurred together in a way that was becoming uncomfortably familiar.I took my medication like clockwork, timing each dose carefully around Dex’s schedule. I slipped away to hospital appointments whenever he was at practice or team meetings, manufacturing small excuses that I had gotten disturbingly good at producing without any visible hesitation. The fatigue I managed by going to bed slightly earlier than usual and blaming it on a busy week. The pain I managed by staying very still and very quiet whenever it spiked, and breathing through it until it settled back into something manageable.I was getting scarily good at hiding all of it.Dex knew something was off. I could see it in the way he watched me sometimes, that particular careful attention he gave things he was trying to work out without pushing. He hadn’t asked directly yet. I wasn’t sure if that was because he trusted me or because some part of him wasn’t ready for the answer either. Either way I k
Pucked On Ice Sick!
NicoA few days later, we laid Dex’s father to rest.The funeral was heavy in the way that all funerals are, but dignified too. The kind of service that felt like it was trying to honor someone properly despite everything complicated that had existed around them in life. Riven and Kael came to support us, standing quietly beside us through the whole thing without needing to be asked twice.When it was over, people lingered in small groups the way they always did afterward, talking in low voices about nothing in particular, the way people fill silence when they don’t know what else to do with grief.Eventually everyone drifted away back to their own lives.I couldn’t leave Dex.I went home with him and stayed, just as I had every day since the hospital. We were officially together now, even if neither of us had said the exact words out loud to anyone else yet. Behind closed doors that distinction didn’t matter much. Behind closed doors we belonged to each other completely, and we both
Pucked On Ice Story of my life
DexNico shifted on my lap, hesitation flickering across his face. “But… you’re not feeling too well, and I’m sitting on you. Are you comfortable?”I cocked my head, squeezed his hands, and pulled him a little closer. “I’m much more comfortable than you think. More comfortable than I’ve been in days.”He smiled, cheeks flushing that beautiful shade of pink I was quickly becoming addicted to. I reached up and brushed my thumb over his warm skin.“I love you so much, Nico,” I said, the words falling out raw and honest. After the last twenty-four hours, I couldn’t hold them back anymore.Nico swallowed hard, eyes glistening. Then he whispered, “I love you too.”The kiss that followed was slow at first, full of relief and need. But it quickly deepened, turning hungry. My hands roamed his back, pulling him flush against me. He tasted like comfort and home, and I poured everything I felt into it—grief, gratitude, and desire.Nico moaned softly into my mouth, hips rolling instinctively. Heat
Pucked On Ice Cold and Still
DexMy phone shattered the silence of my dark bedroom. I jolted awake, heart pounding, and fumbled for it on the nightstand. The clock read just past midnight. Maria’s name glowed on the screen.I answered, my voice thick with sleep. “Maria? What’s up?”Her tone was flat, too controlled. “Dex… we have a problem.”I sat up slowly. “What?”“Dad had a cardiac arrest. He didn’t make it.”The words hit like a slapshot to the chest. I froze, breath caught in my throat. “What?”I didn’t wait for more. I threw on clothes, grabbed my keys, and ran to the car. The streets were empty as I sped toward the hospital, streetlights blurring past. My hands shook on the wheel the entire drive.When I arrived, Maria was standing in the hallway, eyes red but dry. She looked as numb as I felt. We had both loved our father in our own complicated way, but neither of us had wanted it to end like this.“What happened?” I asked, my voice rough.She explained quietly—how the monitors had gone wild and how the d
Pucked On Ice Helping Hand
Riven The room felt smaller and tighter the second Kael pushed his joggers down just enough.The waistband caught under the thick base of his cock, trapping it halfway, forcing the shaft to jut out heavy and obscene. I jerked my gaze away on instinct, my eyes snapping to the wall, the ceiling, or
Pucked On Ice Quick Surrender
RivenKael stood up.I exhaled for the first time in what felt like several minutes. "Finally." I watched him straighten, fully prepared to watch him walk to the door, open it, and remove himself from my apartment and my evening and ideally my entire life.He walked toward me instead.I pressed bac
Pucked On Ice Never or Ever
Riven“Where did you get this?”May’s expression shifted immediately, her smile faltering as she read my face. “What’s wrong? You don’t like it?”I exhaled slowly, turning the box over in my hands. “The necklace.” I looked up at her. “It looks exactly like your brother’s.”“Oh!” The worry dissolved
Pucked On Ice Last Warning
Hello readers,This story contains light omegaverse elements, specifically the alpha and omega dynamic between characters. Please note that this is not connected to werewolves, shifters, or any supernatural mythology in any way. There are no transformations, no heats, no mpreg, and no fantasy world
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