Note: updates are inconsistent 'cause I got stuff going on life
NHL Imagines and One Shots. This may contain smut so yeah (every other story is smut, by the way.) Idk what else to say here. Have fun reading.
Other warnings/notes: Taunting, rough sex, oral, pegging, and basically Jordan Binnington himself because that guy's a walking red flag 🚩
(Look at this mf's NHL picture, he look like that one clarinet player from my school but less weird)
Anyways let's get on with this 😜
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I was scrolling through my phone at night and got a notification from one of my dating apps. "Here we go again..." I mumbled to myself and opened up the notification.
"Jordan Binnington has matched with you!" The notification read. I smiled with excitement because this meant that I'd finally be with someone.
We messaged each other for a while, and I grew a little skeptical of this man. Sure, he looked hot, but he seemed like an asshole. He just got that look on his face, you know? After texting some more, I brushed it away and we decided on a time and place to meet up.
"Hey, wanna come over to my house this weekend?" I messaged him.
"Sure, why not?" He replied.
We texted for a little longer and then ended the conversation. I wiggled my legs with excitement, turned off my phone, and went to bed for the night.
The next day, I spent some time cleaning up the house to prepare for the date. I was weary of having him go to my house on the first date, but I figured that it wouldn't be too bad. After all, I was really horny and needed someone to satisfy my urges for me, no matter who it was or where we were.
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I sat in my living room, sprawled out on the couch. Impatient and horny, I was fingering myself and moaning loudly when I heard a knock at the door. I quickly put my shorts back on and went to go answer the door. I opened it, and surprise-surprise, it was my man.
"Good evening, Y/N. Ready for our first date?" Jordan said in a smug tone. He looked at my face, bright red from playing with myself earlier, and smiled. "Oh—I see you had some fun without me, you horny little shit."
