NHL SMUT (literally)

igor shesterkin

Requested by:MordekaiserMain006
#igordeservesbetter💔

(Broken English)

Igor didn't understand why this had happened. he tried his hardest for the team stopping as many pucks as he could, but couldn't pull the win it was a team effort but it seemed like he was the only person playing.

He was changing out of his gear when Jacob came out of nowhere bumping into him. "way to lose a game." He grunts.

"You cost us the game,Why didn't you save it?,what a waste." Jacob grumbles angrily glaring at him.

He could but couldn't understand why Jacob was so mad when he barely even played, Artemi was the only person that scored so why was he so pissy about the outcome.

Igor didn't respond as he was soaking in how he and the team played in what they could've done, after he changes Into his clothes he heads out to his car sighing rubbing his hands on his face he could feel tears forming in his eyes he really did want to make it to ECF but they team couldn't help and neither did he.

He unlocks the car letting his head rest on the stirring wheel.

He drives home his vision blurs from time to time as he finally pulls into the garage he unlocks the door dropping his equipment bag on the floor he thought you wouldn't be up judging that the game ended at 12.(I'm not sure when it ended).

He heads up to the room heading to the bathroom washing his face no matter how many times he tried to stop thinking about the loss, it was hunting him maybe Jacob was right he is a waste.

He couldn't help but cry, cry at the fact he lost what was something he was fighting for....what could've been a Stanley, something he wanted for the longest gone because they couldn't play the part.

Suddenly he feels arms wrapped around him.

"I know, you don't have to tell me anything," you said softly.

You hated seeing him like this, he can't be blamed for this it was a team effort after all.

"I-i don't understand" he chokes out quietly looking at you from the mirror, "I know baby" you frown.

"Team hates me, I didn't mean to disappoint" he choked out again as he lowers his head you place your hand on his chest you take his hand leading him to the bed "sit" you instructed.

You sit on his lap bringing him into a hug as he continues to let all his emotions out hugging you tightly "it's okay my love" you insure him.

"it's not y/n" he cried out digging his head lower in you.

"But baby it is, you may not like the results of this season but next season.... you'll be stronger than before" you lift his face looking at his puffy eyes.

"Really?"

You nodded "yes Igor just trust the process" you patted him on the shoulder.

"I love you, Igor no matter if you win or lose" you bring him Into another kiss, Igor sighs into the kiss slowly moving his hands towards your ass.

"Need you малыш~" He whispers in your ear your stomach twists as your hands grab onto his shirt you smash your lips against his once more as you start grinding your hips into his.

Igor grabs ahold of your waist moving in the same rhythm trying to make some sort of friction. "ты мне нужен так сильно~" he moans, you couldn't even understand what he was saying and you've been taking classes.