NHL Imagines

First Touches (Mitch Marner x Reader) *Lemon*

You and Mitch had been dating for a while. The two of you met in the beginning of grade nine, when the two of you started high school. The two of you became friends and through grade ten, the two of you started dating.

Since then, the two of you had fooled around a bit. Lots of making out, some touching. The furthest the two of you had gone was some under the shirt touching and the few times you had let him take your shirt off and see and feel your bare chest.

Mitch loved the feeling of your bare chest and he loved trailing his lips along your skin.

Mitch wanted to do more. He wanted to see and feel more of you. But you weren't ready and he would never push you, so he waited, which was fine. Mitch was happy to be with you, regardless of the physical side. You were what mattered to him.

And you? You loved the feeling of Mitch. His hands. His lips. You loved straddling his lap. Him above you as the two of you made out in his bed.

You had been thinking about taking that next step with Mitch for a while. Being that close to Mitch felt so good and you wanted to go further, to have him closer and feel him entirely.

But you were scared. Well, you were more nervous than you were scared.

The two of you were in your senior year, and Mitch and the Knights were having a great season.

You were nervous about taking that next step, but you wanted to. You were ready to.

You had the house to yourself that Friday. Your parents were out with your aunts and uncles celebrating an anniversary and they wouldn't be back until some time Saturday. You, of course, invited Mitch over.

Mitch was sprawled out on the couch. He enjoyed having a Friday off with you, time he didn't have to spend thinking about hockey. Time he could just be Mitch and be with you.

And you were curled into Mitch's side as the two of you watched some movie. But you couldn't think about the movie, all you could think about was Mitch's hand on your lower back and his chest under your head.

So, you moved your hand down before slipping it under his shirt. This got Mitch's attention and he turned towards you.

"Yes?" He asked softly.

You didn't answer him, instead you pushed yourself up to kiss him, moving to lie on top of him, your bodies pressed together. Mitch was surprised, but he quickly melted into the kiss, bringing his free hand up to cup your cheek.

He pulled back after a moment. "What's this about?"

"I uh, I thought that we could maybe..." You trailed off, not meeting his eyes.

Mitch furrowed his brows. "What?"

You took a deep breath before bringing your eyes back to Mitch's. "I want to have sex. With you."

Mitch's eyes widened a little. "Really?"

You nodded. "Yeah. I mean, that is if you want to."

Mitch pushed himself up so that the two of you were sitting next to each other on the couch.

"I want to," he said. "Of course I want to." Mitch bit his lip and cocked his head to the side. You couldn't help but laugh softly at his reaction.

"Are you sure?" He asked you.

You nodded your head. "I am. I trust you and..." you trailed off, taking a breath and moving your hand down his chest. "And I want to feel you, Mitch."

That set everything in motion for Mitch and he pushed himself off the couch and grabbed your hand, pulling you up from the couch before walking towards your room. You rolled your eyes as you walked towards your room. Inside your room, he let go of your hand and you sat down on your bed as he closed the door.