HOCKEY SMUT (literally)

Dawson Mercer

Requests by:mattdawsonL0v3er<3

Dawson was driving while you were in the passenger seat he's been driving for a while, the devil's winning the game 5-2 against Pittsburgh he's been real quiet after saying he was definitely going to get a hat trick "so...about that hat trick..." you giggle, Dawson glares at you for what seemed like a eternity. "shut up..." He groans "why are you so mad your team won just you didn't get that hat trick that you said you would" you shrug.

"Plus I thought you would be better...." you look out the window slightly smirking, you knew what you were doing and you wanted to see if it would work. "what's that supposed to mean?" He looks at you "I mean for example your teammate....Timo he like Soo good with his hands and he's always scoring you know..." You trail off for a second before talking again "plus.... he's kinda cute...." You say not making eye contact with Dawson if looks could kill you would already be dead

"Than...me?" He looks at you in disbelief "mhm" you hum still not looking at him "y/n..." He says darkly gripping the handle of the stirring wheel "you don't actually mean that...do you?" You stay silent for a good second trying to get a rise out of him "well then I see how It is..." His hand slowly makes its way towards your leg he draws a few circles on it, squeezing your thigh in the process.

"That wasn't very nice to say"... He grips your thigh you gulp blushing a bit, "so...you think Timo is better than me?" He chuckles "we'll see how better Timo is after i Ruin you". well your plan worked but at what cost, you feel a wetness forming in your panties, squeezing your thighs together trying to make some sort of friction Dawson glares at you squeezing your thigh a little harder "stop we are Almost home I'll deal with you once we're there" he looks back at the road.

Sitting in the car was like torture you basically couldn't do anything it only took a matter of time before the car stopped Dawson getting out and opening the passenger door and yanks you out slamming his lips into yours earning a little moan he closes the door heading inside the house pushing you up against the door holding your sides he taps your side "jump" he nibbles at your neck.

You jump he holds you and sitting you on the counter of the kitchen he slowly slips his tongue into your mouth he doesn't like when you bring up his teammates you know that but why not say something to really make him angry-ish "if this was Timo he would be pounding into me right now" you say smiling smugly Dawson let's go of your hips "that's it" he says backing up "get up take your clothes off.turn around. And bend over the counter."he points at you "or what?" You snicker "I'm going to tell you to do it again girl TURN. AROUND." he slightly yells.

"Oh shit" you thought you done messed up now you get off the counter holding onto your shirt, him halfway yelling really made you nervous you stand there for a good minute "well....go...on" he jesters with his hands "your very disobedient" he walks back up to you lifting your shirt off taking off your bra " I'm not helping you with the rest entire get it done or nothing will happen as simple as that" he instructed "b-but you haven't took off your clothes yet" you pointed out "oh" he says unamused well maybe it's because you haven't fully tooking yours off yet" you look at him glaring before taking off the rest of your clothes off.

You turn around laying down against the counter the coldness of the counter touching your bare skin "see that wasn't so hard yeah?" He praises getting behind you, "you still haven't taken yours off" you look back at him "did I tell you to talk back to me or look at me? turn your head back around. You roll your eyes you hear him doing something but you don't say anything he grabs your hips pulling you back "could you take any-" you were interrupted by him slamming his cock into you, you moan loudly "told you to shut up yet you still keep talking I think it's time for a punishment" he chuckles keep still letting you adjust before moving in and out of you.

He guides his hand towards your back landing on your ass your head on the counter Dawson roughly slaps your ass "Agh!" You yell "what the actual hell Dawson!" He pushes himself into you trying to get a deeper angle thrusting into you slowly and then quickly he was teasing you "s-stop" you choked out panting "you don't get to tell me to stop I do what I want" he grunts "but I wonder if Timo could fuck you better?" he frowns then smiles, slamming back into you "o-oh g-od!" You cried out "there's no god here just me" he smirks.

He puts one hand on the counter, gripping your hip with the free one thrusting slowly into you once more, feeling your walls clinch around him he moans "y squeezing me so good" he groans he moving as slowly as he can.

You couldn't take it anymore you whine "please-" you begged "hm?" He tilts his head moving even more slower than before "please- I'm sorry" "sorry? For what?" He's says smugly "let me ask you something?" He rest his head on yours "can Timo fuck you better than me hm? could he satisfy you make you squirm like i do?" He moves his hand under you making circles on your clit slowly.

"N-no he can't only you.." you whine "so why did you say it huh?" He moves a finger pushing a finger in you "A-gh.... Because I wanted to see you mad" you moan eyes feeling with tears "I'm sorry...", "You want me to accept your apology hm?" You nodded "then make a mess on my cock" he's pulls out and slams back into you at a faster rate "Dawson!" You moaned loudly Dawson pumps another finger into you thrusting faster you lay your head on the counter fully cock drunk.

"Taking me so good" Dawson praises bending over to kiss your neck, feeling your walls clinch around him once more Dawson slams himself deeper into your core "gonna cu-m" you whine "then be a good girl and cum for me" Dawson moves faster making you reach your climax your body shakes and your eyes go blurry for a moment, Dawson thrusts a few more times before cuming.

You both stay silent for a few minutes panting "I think I went a little overboard with this" Dawson sighs pulling out of you moving off of you"no.. it's fine I'm fine" you move yourself of the counter" "we should get you cleaned up y/n"

"Yeah" you laugh.

A/n: hi guys sorry I haven't posted anything I haven't been feeling good lately 😕 I will try to make more stories☺️