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Title: Anniversary (oneshot)
Author:
slasher48 /
bad_bad_books
Rating: NC-17..or higher XD
Pairing: Danny/Ryan
I've decided that since my lovely Danny will not be on our team this season, that the ones I wrote of him on the Sabres kinda need to be put out ASAP...and there are many my dears, MANY. If this is spamming, you're welcome to delete the posts but I had to get them read somehow! *muah* to all of my reviewers :)
"Y'know, Danny, tomorrow's our one year anniversary," remarked Ryan, running his fingers over his lover's bare abdomen, grinning as he felt the muscles clench.
Daniel was rather distracted by what Ryan was doing to his midsection, but risked answering anyway. "Yeah...and?"
"I was thinking we might like to do something special....", continued Ryan, replacing his dancing fingers with his tongue, swirling it around Danny's belly button and reveling in the gasp from above.
"Like....ah.....what?", inquired his squirming lover, between panting breaths.
"I don't know....maybe we should fuck somewhere we never have before," came the quiet suggestion as Ryan moved back up Daniel's body to gaze into his amber eyes, his own flickering with lust and mischief.
"Where?", asked Daniel, mesmerized by the chocolate brown eyes holding his own, watching silently as Ryan's delectable mouth moved closer to his.
Ryan grinned, happy that Danny was being so subservient about his idea. "In the locker room....after tomorrow's game," he replied to the question, swallowing the gasp as his lover's eyes went wide, attacking his lips with the ferocity he was well known for on the ice, but not commonly known for in the bedroom....well, not by anyone but Daniel, anyway.
He heard a stifled moan coming from his sexy captain and grinned against his lips, still plundering his mouth. Slowly, his body came down from where he was kneeling above him to press against him, sealing their hips together and causing Danny to arch with a desperate whimper,his fingers threading through Ryan's hair as he fought to kiss him even harder, grinding upwards against the hardness in his lover's navy boxers.
Ryan was getting increasingly impatient to fuck his obviously very frisky lover, sampling the sweetness and softness of his mouth and the hard planes of his body down below. With a low growl, he ripped down Danny's boxers, feeling the other man do the same, and groaned in relief as they were finally skin to skin.
He reluctantly pulled away from Danny's mouth to press his fingers against his tongue, moistening them with the added effect of making him even harder than before, his eyes rolling back just a bit as Danny's talented tongue worked saliva around the digits, while he smiled wickedly around them.
Saving his sanity, he removed them and dragged them down to his lover's ass, teasing a bit at the edges of his entrance, enjoying the mock glares and small gasps coming from Danny. With a long look into his lover's hazy eyes, he pressed one inside, watching as he immediately tried to impale himself further, eyes screwing up as he realized one finger wasn't nearly enough.
That was about when Ryan added another finger, twisting them to prepare his lover as Danny panted and gasped, writhing against the bedsheets, the material clutched in his closed fists almost ripping.
The third finger caused a yelp from Danny and the bed to shift just a bit as Danny frantically smashed his hips down, trying to take more of it in, pressing down til he was buried to the knuckle.
Watching Danny's motions become more impatient, he pulled his fingers and replaced them with his straining erection, one push bringing him deep inside Danny's body as his lover threw his head back with a loud moan of relief, arching up to help Ryan fuck him.
Not that Ryan needed that help; he was fucking him quite expertly on his own, if a bit slower than what Danny wanted. He took care of that by slamming his hips down against Ryan's groin, seating him all the way in his body and wrenching a strangled moan from the goaltender's throat.
He looked up at his lover, naked desperation plain in his eyes. "Gah, Ryan!.....HARDER!!", he gasped, urging him on with his own rapidly moving hips, fucking himself on Ryan's cock just as much as Ryan was fucking him.
Ryan gasped his pleasure, his head hanging in the crook of Danny's neck as he lost the battle of control, letting Danny set the pace and drive him wild in the process, his nails making crescents in his lover's back as he gripped him tightly to his body, fucking him for all he was worth and loving Danny's reaction.
Feeling his body tightening and not wanting to reach his peak before his lover, he bit down on Danny's pulse point, feeling as much as seeing the orgasm wrenched from the captain, his eyes slamming closed as he gasped, "Uh, Ryan", and spurted over the sheets and onto his belly, without one touch to his cock. Merely the sight of his lover in the throes of ecstasy pulled Ryan's orgasm from him, his hips slapping against Danny's buttocks as he rode him hard, filling him with his essence and collapsing on him.
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As heavenly as the warm weight on his chest felt, Danny needed to breathe, so with an exhausted grunt, he pushed his lover gently off him, Ryan automatically snuggling up to his left side, head pillowed on his chest, his hand coming up to stroke his soft brown hair.
"Amazing as always, love," Ryan sighed, his arm slung over Danny's chest, breathing rapidly deepening as he moved towards sleep.
"Agreed," yawned Danny. "Now go to sleep..we have practice at 10 tomorrow."
Ryan looked up into the man's eyes, one brow raised with confusion. "Thought it was eight?"
Daniel smirked. "The captain says ten...he was up all night scoring on the goaltender."
Ryan chuckled." You are the corniest."
Danny nodded, turning to kiss Ryan's forehead. "But you love me for it."
Ryan smiled, yawning widely. "That I do."
"And I you. Now sleep. There'll be more time for talking about the locker room after we wake up."
Ryan's eyes widened and he stared at Danny in shock. "You mean you really want to do it?"
Danny nodded. "Yeah...it's always been one of my fantasies to sneak up behind you while you were changing and take you up against your locker."
Ryan grinned. "We're on the same page then."
"Yeah, now sleep. We don't want the team getting suspicious when we fall to the ice snoring tomorrow."
"'Kay, Danny. Love you."
"Love you too, Ryan."
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The next morning, the two men awoke at 9, eyes catching on each other and lighting up. They showered together, doing more fucking than washing, then breakfasted together, hungry for each other as much as the food.
When they finally had to leave for practice, it was with a mixture of anxiety and anticipation, glancing at each other every once in a while and smiling secretively. They reached the locker room and dressed separately, sharing one sweet kiss before everyone else arrived, eyes smiling at each other.
They suited up and headed out to the ice, Danny grabbing a puck from the storage room and skating out to center ice, eyes on Ryan as he moved to his goal, body spread to blocking potential. Danny watched him carefully, moving to one side, then the other, flicking the puck back and forth and eventually, shooting it straight past his love's head and into the goal. He smirked as he circled around, skating closer to Ryan. "I can score very well...but you already know that, don't you, babe?"
Ryan growled lowly, his eyes glued to his lover's ass, tightening with every stroke of his skate on the ice. He forced himself to stop thinking about what was to happen later in the locker room as other players filtered onto the ice. Drew Stafford was first, stretching his shoulders as he skated up to the goal, calling for Danny to pass the puck, then taking a quick shot which Ryan easily blocked, smirking at Danny.
Then came Dainius Zubrus, also attempting to slide it by Ryan's quick reflexes and failing. After came Brian Campbell, Teppo Numminen, Jochen Hecht, and Jason Pominville, every last one of them failing to defeat Ryan.
Finally, Maxim Afinogenov and Thomas Vanek skated onto the scene, Maxim holding his wrist gingerly but easily and quickly flicking the puck past Ryan into the goal. He smirked at his fellow teammates and bowed slightly, winking at Tom. "That's how it's done, right, Thomas?"
"Yeah, Max," he replied, skating up to the goal and sliding one past himself. The two men hugged while the team watched in awe, grinning at each other. Ryan was very disgruntled and showed it by stomping off the ice when it was time to change, slamming the door and a bunch of lockers as he stalked to his own. He took a very long time to change, his subconscious mind remembering what was to come.
It took a while, but eventually all of the other players were gone, leaving just Danny and himself to change. He could hear the rustle of Danny's uniform being discarded and jeans being pulled on and it made him hard, his tongue darting out to wet dry lips as his eyes half-closed and darkened with lust.
Suddenly, he felt a body at his back. "Don't be angry, baby, they were just having fun with you." He ran his fingers down Ryan's bare chest and felt the man shiver. "Like I'm about to," he purred, reaching Ryan's waistband and unzipping the jeans he'd changed into, reaching in to grasp his cock and stroking it reverently, liking very much the gasps he caused.
"D'you want me to get rid of the stress for you?", Danny asked quietly, huskily, rubbing the head and licking a trail up Ryan's neck.
Ryan nodded, swallowing hard, his eyes falling closed as Danny lavished his attentions all over his body, letting Ryan just sit and relax."How shall I do it, babe? Shall I give you my tight ass to fuck as you please?" He bit Ryan's ear, evoking a deep groan.
"Or shall I fuck you into these very lockers, pounding into you 'til you scream for mercy?" He felt Ryan's nod and grinned against his jaw where he was laying kisses.
"Alright then, turn around." Ryan turned around and Danny undid his own jeans and pushed his and Ryan's boxers down, next leaning over Ryan, their gazes locked like there was magnetic attraction between them, and grinning, impaling his lover on his cock as he captured his lips in a tender kiss which quickly turned animalistic and lustful as he pressed him against the lockers and had his wicked way with him until the goaltender was screaming for harder and faster, his legs wrapped around Danny's hips as he was fucked with reckless abandon, Danny's cock hitting his spot with every go, his lips and tongue bringing him to a higher level of ecstasy even as his eyes rolled back in his head and his grunts and moans became steadily more incoherent.
With one long tremendous thrust, they both came, screaming their pleasure for the whole arena to hear, collapsing bonelessly on the bench next to the lockers, grinning satedly and sharing a languid kiss. Ryan looked at his lover and chuckled.
"Happy Anniversary, Danny."
"Happy Anniversary, babe."
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Sooooo....Pwp smut, anyone? First of many, loves, first of many. Comments, pwwwease?
Author:
slasher48 /
bad_bad_books
Rating: NC-17..or higher XD
Pairing: Danny/Ryan
I've decided that since my lovely Danny will not be on our team this season, that the ones I wrote of him on the Sabres kinda need to be put out ASAP...and there are many my dears, MANY. If this is spamming, you're welcome to delete the posts but I had to get them read somehow! *muah* to all of my reviewers :)
"Y'know, Danny, tomorrow's our one year anniversary," remarked Ryan, running his fingers over his lover's bare abdomen, grinning as he felt the muscles clench.
Daniel was rather distracted by what Ryan was doing to his midsection, but risked answering anyway. "Yeah...and?"
"I was thinking we might like to do something special....", continued Ryan, replacing his dancing fingers with his tongue, swirling it around Danny's belly button and reveling in the gasp from above.
"Like....ah.....what?", inquired his squirming lover, between panting breaths.
"I don't know....maybe we should fuck somewhere we never have before," came the quiet suggestion as Ryan moved back up Daniel's body to gaze into his amber eyes, his own flickering with lust and mischief.
"Where?", asked Daniel, mesmerized by the chocolate brown eyes holding his own, watching silently as Ryan's delectable mouth moved closer to his.
Ryan grinned, happy that Danny was being so subservient about his idea. "In the locker room....after tomorrow's game," he replied to the question, swallowing the gasp as his lover's eyes went wide, attacking his lips with the ferocity he was well known for on the ice, but not commonly known for in the bedroom....well, not by anyone but Daniel, anyway.
He heard a stifled moan coming from his sexy captain and grinned against his lips, still plundering his mouth. Slowly, his body came down from where he was kneeling above him to press against him, sealing their hips together and causing Danny to arch with a desperate whimper,his fingers threading through Ryan's hair as he fought to kiss him even harder, grinding upwards against the hardness in his lover's navy boxers.
Ryan was getting increasingly impatient to fuck his obviously very frisky lover, sampling the sweetness and softness of his mouth and the hard planes of his body down below. With a low growl, he ripped down Danny's boxers, feeling the other man do the same, and groaned in relief as they were finally skin to skin.
He reluctantly pulled away from Danny's mouth to press his fingers against his tongue, moistening them with the added effect of making him even harder than before, his eyes rolling back just a bit as Danny's talented tongue worked saliva around the digits, while he smiled wickedly around them.
Saving his sanity, he removed them and dragged them down to his lover's ass, teasing a bit at the edges of his entrance, enjoying the mock glares and small gasps coming from Danny. With a long look into his lover's hazy eyes, he pressed one inside, watching as he immediately tried to impale himself further, eyes screwing up as he realized one finger wasn't nearly enough.
That was about when Ryan added another finger, twisting them to prepare his lover as Danny panted and gasped, writhing against the bedsheets, the material clutched in his closed fists almost ripping.
The third finger caused a yelp from Danny and the bed to shift just a bit as Danny frantically smashed his hips down, trying to take more of it in, pressing down til he was buried to the knuckle.
Watching Danny's motions become more impatient, he pulled his fingers and replaced them with his straining erection, one push bringing him deep inside Danny's body as his lover threw his head back with a loud moan of relief, arching up to help Ryan fuck him.
Not that Ryan needed that help; he was fucking him quite expertly on his own, if a bit slower than what Danny wanted. He took care of that by slamming his hips down against Ryan's groin, seating him all the way in his body and wrenching a strangled moan from the goaltender's throat.
He looked up at his lover, naked desperation plain in his eyes. "Gah, Ryan!.....HARDER!!", he gasped, urging him on with his own rapidly moving hips, fucking himself on Ryan's cock just as much as Ryan was fucking him.
Ryan gasped his pleasure, his head hanging in the crook of Danny's neck as he lost the battle of control, letting Danny set the pace and drive him wild in the process, his nails making crescents in his lover's back as he gripped him tightly to his body, fucking him for all he was worth and loving Danny's reaction.
Feeling his body tightening and not wanting to reach his peak before his lover, he bit down on Danny's pulse point, feeling as much as seeing the orgasm wrenched from the captain, his eyes slamming closed as he gasped, "Uh, Ryan", and spurted over the sheets and onto his belly, without one touch to his cock. Merely the sight of his lover in the throes of ecstasy pulled Ryan's orgasm from him, his hips slapping against Danny's buttocks as he rode him hard, filling him with his essence and collapsing on him.
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As heavenly as the warm weight on his chest felt, Danny needed to breathe, so with an exhausted grunt, he pushed his lover gently off him, Ryan automatically snuggling up to his left side, head pillowed on his chest, his hand coming up to stroke his soft brown hair.
"Amazing as always, love," Ryan sighed, his arm slung over Danny's chest, breathing rapidly deepening as he moved towards sleep.
"Agreed," yawned Danny. "Now go to sleep..we have practice at 10 tomorrow."
Ryan looked up into the man's eyes, one brow raised with confusion. "Thought it was eight?"
Daniel smirked. "The captain says ten...he was up all night scoring on the goaltender."
Ryan chuckled." You are the corniest."
Danny nodded, turning to kiss Ryan's forehead. "But you love me for it."
Ryan smiled, yawning widely. "That I do."
"And I you. Now sleep. There'll be more time for talking about the locker room after we wake up."
Ryan's eyes widened and he stared at Danny in shock. "You mean you really want to do it?"
Danny nodded. "Yeah...it's always been one of my fantasies to sneak up behind you while you were changing and take you up against your locker."
Ryan grinned. "We're on the same page then."
"Yeah, now sleep. We don't want the team getting suspicious when we fall to the ice snoring tomorrow."
"'Kay, Danny. Love you."
"Love you too, Ryan."
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The next morning, the two men awoke at 9, eyes catching on each other and lighting up. They showered together, doing more fucking than washing, then breakfasted together, hungry for each other as much as the food.
When they finally had to leave for practice, it was with a mixture of anxiety and anticipation, glancing at each other every once in a while and smiling secretively. They reached the locker room and dressed separately, sharing one sweet kiss before everyone else arrived, eyes smiling at each other.
They suited up and headed out to the ice, Danny grabbing a puck from the storage room and skating out to center ice, eyes on Ryan as he moved to his goal, body spread to blocking potential. Danny watched him carefully, moving to one side, then the other, flicking the puck back and forth and eventually, shooting it straight past his love's head and into the goal. He smirked as he circled around, skating closer to Ryan. "I can score very well...but you already know that, don't you, babe?"
Ryan growled lowly, his eyes glued to his lover's ass, tightening with every stroke of his skate on the ice. He forced himself to stop thinking about what was to happen later in the locker room as other players filtered onto the ice. Drew Stafford was first, stretching his shoulders as he skated up to the goal, calling for Danny to pass the puck, then taking a quick shot which Ryan easily blocked, smirking at Danny.
Then came Dainius Zubrus, also attempting to slide it by Ryan's quick reflexes and failing. After came Brian Campbell, Teppo Numminen, Jochen Hecht, and Jason Pominville, every last one of them failing to defeat Ryan.
Finally, Maxim Afinogenov and Thomas Vanek skated onto the scene, Maxim holding his wrist gingerly but easily and quickly flicking the puck past Ryan into the goal. He smirked at his fellow teammates and bowed slightly, winking at Tom. "That's how it's done, right, Thomas?"
"Yeah, Max," he replied, skating up to the goal and sliding one past himself. The two men hugged while the team watched in awe, grinning at each other. Ryan was very disgruntled and showed it by stomping off the ice when it was time to change, slamming the door and a bunch of lockers as he stalked to his own. He took a very long time to change, his subconscious mind remembering what was to come.
It took a while, but eventually all of the other players were gone, leaving just Danny and himself to change. He could hear the rustle of Danny's uniform being discarded and jeans being pulled on and it made him hard, his tongue darting out to wet dry lips as his eyes half-closed and darkened with lust.
Suddenly, he felt a body at his back. "Don't be angry, baby, they were just having fun with you." He ran his fingers down Ryan's bare chest and felt the man shiver. "Like I'm about to," he purred, reaching Ryan's waistband and unzipping the jeans he'd changed into, reaching in to grasp his cock and stroking it reverently, liking very much the gasps he caused.
"D'you want me to get rid of the stress for you?", Danny asked quietly, huskily, rubbing the head and licking a trail up Ryan's neck.
Ryan nodded, swallowing hard, his eyes falling closed as Danny lavished his attentions all over his body, letting Ryan just sit and relax."How shall I do it, babe? Shall I give you my tight ass to fuck as you please?" He bit Ryan's ear, evoking a deep groan.
"Or shall I fuck you into these very lockers, pounding into you 'til you scream for mercy?" He felt Ryan's nod and grinned against his jaw where he was laying kisses.
"Alright then, turn around." Ryan turned around and Danny undid his own jeans and pushed his and Ryan's boxers down, next leaning over Ryan, their gazes locked like there was magnetic attraction between them, and grinning, impaling his lover on his cock as he captured his lips in a tender kiss which quickly turned animalistic and lustful as he pressed him against the lockers and had his wicked way with him until the goaltender was screaming for harder and faster, his legs wrapped around Danny's hips as he was fucked with reckless abandon, Danny's cock hitting his spot with every go, his lips and tongue bringing him to a higher level of ecstasy even as his eyes rolled back in his head and his grunts and moans became steadily more incoherent.
With one long tremendous thrust, they both came, screaming their pleasure for the whole arena to hear, collapsing bonelessly on the bench next to the lockers, grinning satedly and sharing a languid kiss. Ryan looked at his lover and chuckled.
"Happy Anniversary, Danny."
"Happy Anniversary, babe."
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Sooooo....Pwp smut, anyone? First of many, loves, first of many. Comments, pwwwease?