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Lioness
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2026-07-22 10:01:25
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Pucking Around with Fate Lioness
POV: GunnerNot cleared to play.Not even practice.That was what the team physician had told him.So what that it had been ten hours ago and he was still processing the news, reclining on his couch. Shirtless, solo, and scowling.Okay, truth was, he wasn't processing anything. He was long done with that. Now he was just sulking and rather comfortable about it at the moment as he watched the Reapers tie their latest away game on the ice that he should be skating on right now. Except no. He'd missed what was supposed to be his first practice, and now he was watching the team play his game tonight on his drop-down flat screen. Again.It wasn't like he didn't have ten different invitations to hang out tonight. Either at his place, or at someone else's pad. Okay, maybe five. But it wasn't like he couldn't walk into any bar in the city and instantly have a fuss made over himself. But he didn't feel like being social tonight, and he sure as hell didn't feel like being fussed over.He was a
Pucking Around with Fate Piece Of Meat
POV: Dual, Khyle and GunnerThey pulled up to the quiet curb in front of Gunner's apartment. The car came to a soft stop, and Khyle looked at him thoughtfully.The enforcer had been half asleep in the passenger seat once they hit the highway, long legs stretched out and seat reclined. At one point he heard a soft snore, and it made him smile. He was so sweet when he was asleep. Features boyish and innocent. It was almost a shame he spent so much of his time conscious."Hey dickhead, we're home.""Huhn?" Gunner flinched as he roused himself awake, his sense of awareness visibly snapping back into place. He smacked his lips a few times and blinked before he casually stretched, back arching fully out of his seat, languid and panther-like, the gravel rough hum in his throat rumbling through the car in what was to Khyle turning into a most pleasurable display of contentment. He liked Gunner when he was waking up too, it seemed."Hell, I'm gonna sleep good tonight.""You're welcome," Khyle
Pucking Around with Fate Extra Set Of Hands
POV: Dual, Khyle and GunnerHe ducked his head back under the water and closed defiant eyes. He jerked when something thumped against the side of his foot. Khyle wiped his eyes free of the remnants of soap and water and looked down. A shampoo bottle.His body and brain seemed to be at war, once fighting as kin, now traitors on two separate sides. And once again, without thinking, he looked over at the enforcer.The water sluiced across the smooth, extensive terrain of well-defined sections of muscles. The man attached to them was back to lathering and rinsing, blithely unaware as he lifted one arm and rubbed conditioner suds up his side and across his armpit.For softness? Khyle snorted. Prima donna. But it reminded Khyle that they both smelled, a complicated mix of body heat and greasy sweat, cold arena air and damp skin. They stunk. Except that Gunner didn't really. Khyle had gotten a nose-full of him while being bear hugged across the room and dumped into the waiting showers. And t
Pucking Around with Fate Don't Look
POV: Dual, Khyle and GunnerAt least they were black.They clung to his skin like glue, everything underneath modified and magnified, tight wet material like fast groping hands against his skin. On reflex, he caught the bar of soap that Gunner tossed at him."Here."Khyle muttered something underneath his breath, but only scowled and turned away. There was no point in fighting about it now. He was wet and stuck. He peeled his black workout pants down, palming the wall for balance as he struggled to roll the sodden pants past his ankles. He tossed them to the side, and they collapsed in a dark, wet lump where they landed with a squelch.He wet his hair first, tipping his head forward, using the soap Gunner had tossed him. It would do. No way in hell was he asking to borrow Gunner's shampoo. That would involve talking, and maybe looking.The water turned hot, the air around them muggy. He held his face outside the spray as he lathered his body and underarms. The water ran down over his
Pucking Around with Fate Puzzle Box
POV: CooperThe office of one honest, handsome, humble, and sometimes perverted coach, Cooper Daniel, was a bit of a tip. A tall jagged pile of paperwork, which sat to one side of his large office desk, had started to develop a mean disposition. He'd been meaning to get to it. Rather, he'd meant to have his assistants take care of it. That was, after all, what he'd hired them to do.He pulled the drawer to his desk open and watched as the slanted skyscraper of paperwork teetered like jelly. He smiled. Just about ready.A computer screen bathed one side of the desk in a black and white glow. He glanced again at the small article, the blurb about a hockey player who had lost a parent. Just over a year ago now, only a month before Christmas. There were no details. The passing of Cooper's former acquaintance had been kept close to home. Cooper was sorry he hadn't been able to attend the funeral. Though he didn't know him well, he knew he'd been a loving father, and a kind and generous man
Pucking Around with Fate Relationship
POV: GunnerGunner glided over to their bench panting for breath. He feigned thirst, but it was oxygen that was currently top of his list of needs. Cooper hadn't run him into the ground, but he was coming close.Unbelievable. A few hours with this character and Gunner had gained a small insight into his puck handling and shooting skills that neither his previous nor current coach had been able to offer. Khyle's old coach seemed to read him and pinpoint his weakness like it was obvious to any idiot on the street.And if it weren't for the fact that it was working so well, Gunner would find it exceedingly creepy. After several hours, with a few breaks in between at Khyle's pointed lecturing that Gunner needed to sit his ass down for a minute, Gunner had managed to improve his scoring on Cooper from absolute zero to a solid best of five.Just over half of his shots going in on average was unarguably better, but Gunner had groused without any whiff of shame whatsoever that it still wasn't
Pucking Around with Fate Gay for Gunner
POV: KhyleKhyle tugged persistently at his lower lip as he maneuvered his car through the streets of Seattle, mind drifting to autopilot along the straight stretches while he considered and reconsidered his current situation.After last night, Khyle had taken a giant step up from being the worst t
Pucking Around with Fate White Knuckle It
POV: GunnerHe turned left, making no effort to turn on the hall light. He knew his way around this place fine in the dark. The floors were clean. He wasn't going to stub his toes on anything.And he sure as hell didn't believe in monsters and things that went bump in the night. The world was a sca
Pucking Around with Fate Eye Candy
POV: Khyle"Yeah, but then I bite even harder."Khyle jumped in his seat, the guttural growl behind him as effective as a shotgun. He twisted around to face his teammate, and any response he may have had vanished.He thought he was right behind him. How did he do that? He was still halfway across t
Pucking Around with Fate Relieved and Disappointed
POV: KhyleGunner winced as he came to an abrupt stop at the bottom of the steps and watched Khyle retreat, eyes shielded from the too-bright sun by the flat of his hand.He didn't know what had caused the orangette to grow a vagina like that, but he knew he needed to back off. He'd probably done e
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