The Chicago Cubs were NLDS champions again. All the guys were in the locker room, goggles and all. Champagne flying all around the room, they were going nuts with excitement. Finally Ian came out. Thankfully he showered and wasn't dripping wet and reeking of alcohol. He greeted y/n with a huge embrace, and lifted her off of the ground. He seemed a bit tipsy, but she didn't mind. They kissed deeply and wide smiles were on their faces as they pulled away from each other. "Let's celebrate, baby."
They got back to their hotel and no sooner than the door closed, Ian said, "If you get pregnant tonight, it's not my fault. I'm too amped right now." She giggled, "you're an idiot." He pulled y/n to him, kissing her hard and putting his arms around her. He tossed her on the couch, and immediately yanked his shirt over his head, and started undoing his pants and removed them. He was already in his underwear and y/n realized she was still fully clothed.
They were both naked now and he was on top of her. Their tongues were dancing in their mouths as they kissed. He pulled away and gripped the back of her legs, looking into her eyes, he said, "You want me to fuck you?" Y/n was surprised at his dominance, he had never been like this before. His testosterone levels must have heightened because of that game, and she loved it. "Yes, I want you to fuck me." She said seductively. She gently grabbed his member and started stroking it, producing an impatient groan from him. She giggled at his sexual frustration. He glared at her playfully, "oh you're gonna get it."
He kept his grip on her legs and he plunged into her. His hips started to pound hard against her. She pressed her hands against his lower back, pushing him with each thrust. He picked her up with her legs around his waist, her back resting on the arm of the couch and again his hips were back in rhythm, using the couch as leverage. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she moaned, he could only pump deeper into her at this angle.
His mouth was on her neck, she felt his teeth on her skin, probably leaving marks. She didn't care at this point, nothing a little makeup can't help, she figured. His lips were on her breast now and he sucked on her nipple, she could feel his teeth again. She gasped at the overwhelming sensation. Her hands were moving all over his back muscles. He dragged his tongue up her chest and started sucking on her neck. She then pushed her body forward, shoving him on his back. She started vigorously rocking her hips back and forth. One of his hands was on her waist and the other on her stomach, pushing and pulling with her movements.
"I'm gonna cum." She said between raspy breaths. "I want you to cum for me y/n." He then used all his strength to sit up and press his body to hers as both of their orgasms reached the surface. They wrapped their arms around one another as they caught their breaths and they kissed. "I love you." She cooed. "I love you too."
She lied down on top of him. She started leaving soft kisses on his chest. He leaned his head back, enjoying the feeling of her lips. Her chin rested on her hands, her arms draped over his chest. "Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if I got pregnant." She thought aloud. He looked at her, shocked. "We're not even married or anything. You know I was joking earlier, right?" "Yeah but it would be fun though. Don't ya think?" "You're crazy." He shook his head. She sighed "forget I said anything."
She sat up and almost stood up but he stopped her by putting his hand on her arm. "I think it would be fun. Just not anytime soon." "Okay." She gave him a half smile. "Besides, don't we want at least a couple more years of random sex? You can't do that with kids running around." He joked, she laughed and shoved his chest. "You make a good point. Why don't we go have more random sex in bed?" A smirk crept over his lips, he stood up, cradling her in the process and headed for the hotel bed.
