NHL Smut/fanfiction

Quinn Hughes (Smut)

"Do you ever wonder why we've never dated?" Quinn asked, sitting on the floor of you bedroom. You hadn't really thought about it. You'd known each other since you were younger, and you were 21 now.

"Not really." you said, taking a seat by him, "Why?" He looked at you, then the carpet. 

"I kinda have a crush on you." He said, blushing, "Since we were 14." You made an 'o' shape with your mouth. You used to think he was cute and a fun person, but never really a boyfriend. "Would you ever date me?" You thought for a moment.

"Yeah, I would Quinny." You say hugging him. "But we are both lonely as hell." He laughed at that. You two were home alone. He pulled you into his lap. You could feel his breathe on the back of your next and it made you shiver.

"You know what?" Quinn whispered into your ear,making you shiver once more, "There's one thing I've imagined doing with you since I was 14." Your breathing hitched. 

"What's that?" You asked, turning toward him. He laughed darkly.

"Let me show you." He said, staying still. You assumed he was waiting for permission.

"Then show me." You knew what he was talking about, just curious if he would follow through. He jumped to his feet and pulled you up, toward the bed. You suddenly got really nervous. It was no secret you were super self conscious. Quinn knew that, and he would probably be really careful and treat you like a prize you are.

You sat on the bed, watching him. He pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his VERY toned abs. You gasped a little, watching him laugh and flex for you. "You like that?" He asked, flexing again. You laugh this time, pulling him down beside you. You pull your shirt over your head, laying down. "Damn." He whispered at the sight of you, "Your sexier than I thought." You blush a deep red and reach for his sweatpants. He lets you pull them down, exposing his boxers. You could see how hard he was. You look up at him, smirking. "Your turn!" He pulled your shorts down, exposing your grey lace panties. He glanced up at you before taking the thin material in-between his teeth. He pulled down. He kissed your inner thighs and stomach, teasing you.

"Fuck Quinn." You say as he sticks two fingers into your entrance. He starts pumping, still watching you. You start to breathe raspy little moans. He stops mid climax and you look at him. 

"We're not done." He states, bending down to kiss you roughly. He pulled down his boxers. Your eyes widen at the sight. He was easily 8 inches long and hard as a rock. He lined up at the entrance, looking at you for permission. You nod your head before he eases into you. You instantly feel the mix of pain and pleasure.

"Damn your tight!" He said, making a face of pleasure. You moan loudly, causing him to smirk. He begins going faster, making you moan more.  Sounds of your skin clapping fills the room. He keeps pounding you, letting out little grunts along the way.

"FUCK QUINN I'M GONNA CUM!!!" You scream as he continues. 

"Do it baby." He says, still going. You threw your head back and came while he kept going, getting faster and faster. He pulls out of you, sticky, white, hot liquid was pour onto your stomach. He picked some up with his finger, putting it near you mouth. You licked it off, watching him smirk. He got a towel to clean you off with. He kissed you before falling beside you. 

"Love you y/n." He said, moving a piece of hair away from your face.

"Love you too, Quinny bear." You say, moving closer to snuggle him.

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