Mighty ducks imagine/ preference

Daddy. (L. Mendoza)

Luis, my boyfriend, and I were hanging out with our hockey team after a long and tiring practice session. We were all sitting around a table, munching on some snacks and drinks, and chatting about everything and anything.

As always, Luis was the life of the party, cracking jokes and teasing everyone in his signature charming way. He had a way of making everyone feel at ease, and his infectious laughter could light up even the gloomiest of days.

I was sitting next to him, enjoying his company and feeling grateful to have him in my life. We had been together for a few months now, and things were going great. We had a strong connection, a shared love of hockey, and a deep understanding of each other's quirks and flaws.

Suddenly, I felt a mischievous urge to mess with Luis. I leaned in closer to him and whispered, "Hey Daddy," in his ear.

Luis turned to me, his eyebrows raised in surprise. "Oh, Y/n's horny," he said, grinning at me.

I couldn't help but laugh. "Nope, I just wanted to see how you would react," I said, taking a sip of my drink.

Luis chuckled, and leaned in closer to me. "Really, don't lie to me," he said, his voice low and playful.

I felt a shiver run down my spine as I looked into his dark, intense eyes. Despite being surrounded by our teammates, I felt like we were in our own little world, just the two of us.

"I'm not lying," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I just wanted to mess with you."

Luis grinned, and leaned in to kiss me gently on the lips. It was a soft, sweet kiss, filled with tenderness and affection. I felt all warm and fuzzy inside, knowing that I was with someone who loved and understood me so deeply.

As we pulled apart, our teammates started hooting and hollering, teasing us about our little moment. But I didn't care. I knew that Luis and I were meant to be together, and nothing could ever change that.

After a few more minutes of playful banter and laughter, we all decided to call it a night. Luis and I walked out of the rink together, holding hands and feeling content. We talked about our plans for the weekend, our goals for the upcoming season, and our dreams for the future.

As we reached my car, Luis stopped and turned to face me. "I love you, Y/n," he said, his eyes shining with sincerity.

I smiled and leaned in to kiss him again. "I love you too, Luis," I said, feeling grateful and blessed to have him in my life.