Avalanche Territory (NHL Gabe Landeskog)

Chapter 4: All Mine

I couldn't do anything cause of the cast on my arm, but I could now dress myself. Gabe had left for practise and I pulled on my favourite pair of jeans, then a pair of black high heels, searching my closet for my favourite shirt. It had tears along the back and the front was sheer black, I paired it with a black bra and then left my hair tumbling down with my blue eyes popping out of the grey eyeshadow and mascara.

"Now time to go shock some NHLers." I smirked at my reflection.

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Gabe POV

"Suicides!" Coach yelled out and I groaned. "Landy get your ass moving!"

I laughed and went to the blue line, then started hard as the whistle blew. All you could hear was the breathing of the guys and the slide of blades against the ice.

"Lookin' good boys." Raiyne called out as the whistle blew.

I leaned on my knees and took a few deep breaths.

"Come on Landeskog, fat ass." Matt laughed.

I could hear Raiyne laugh too and then the door for the bench slam shut.

"She's on skates!" Matt exclaimed. "And she looks hott too."

"You'll die." I informed him, straightening.

"Gabe, if that makes you tired you gotta work on cardio." Raiyne smiled.

I was momentarily stunned, she had gotten herself into the sexiest jeans I had ever seen, landing in her Reebok skates, hair tumbling down her shoulder, the see through shirt showing a black bra.

"Come on let's go." She smiled.

"Huh?" I asked.

"Gabriel you ok?" Raiyne laughed.

"Yeah." I smiled, gliding up to her and wrapping my arms around her waist. "You look sexy babe."

She laughed and then skated backwards, "Oh really?"

I nodded and then pressed her to the boards, my hips colliding with hers. Raiyne caught her bottom lip between her teeth and I put a hand on her hip, slipping my finger tips up her shirt.

"You're always gorgeous, but babe, why so much skin?" I whispered hoarsely in her ear.

"Why not?" She smirked, her finger tips catching the skin where my pads didn't meet the soft spot between my waist and stomach.

I pressed my lips to hers, using my weight to press her against the boards completely, her good hand slipping between my gear.

"Babe." She smirked.

I smiled and towered over her, "Come on, be useful for something."

Raiyne rolled her eyes and glided out to the middle and then started backwards cross overs, then spun in a tight circle in the blue circle in the middle, hair flying around her, then she iced herself to a stop.

"Miss Figure Skater." Matt teased.

"Not even close." Raiyne laughed.

"Come here." Matt smiled, picking her up and setting her on the boards, black sharpie in hand.

Raiyne smiled and held out her arm, then swung her legs back and forth.

"Tadaaa." Matt laughed.

"Amazing drawing Mattie." Raiyne laughed.

"Whoa." He whispered. "You haven't called me that in a while."

"I don't know, it felt ok." She whispered. "You're turn."