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Nathan MacKinnon x Reader

Can be seen as an addition to my secret wedding series

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For the blurb weekend can you please do from the 4th list, Ways to say I love you, n. 6.On a sunny Tuesday afternoon, the late sunlight glowing in your hair with Freddie Andersen or Nathan Mack 🥺🥺

6. On a sunny Tuesday afternoon, the late sunlight glowing in your hair

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Nate wasn’t good at sitting still. He didn’t like laying around idle and being lazy. In Nate’s mind, he always had to be productive. If he had time to relax, then he had time to train or run errands or walk his dog or just do something.

You, on the other hand, would lay on the couch watching television or reading a book forever if you could.

You were the calm to Nate’s restlessness. It was a perfect balance.

One of the few things you’d managed to convince Nate to do was take his off days seriously.  For Nate, there was no such thing as an ‘off day.’ If he wasn’t required at the rink, he was at the gym anyways, going through his dry land workouts in place of hockey practice.

After some time, you got Nate to cut his off day workouts in half, a compromise you came to so you could also spend the little free time he got together. Before noon was for working out, after that clock hit twelve, the rest of the day was for you.

You dragged Nate to the nearby park for a mid-afternoon picnic, letting his dog run around the closed off dog park section while you relaxed under a tree reading a book.

Letting his mind clear of all thoughts was something Nate had to work at. Sometimes he found himself thinking about hockey when he was supposed to be taking it easy, and he had to reprimand himself and do what he promised you. No hockey talk on off days, which included no hockey thinking either.

Nate’s head rested in your lap, eyes closed and arms crossed over his torso and in the middle of a nap. Cox rested at your feet, tuckered out from playing fetch, mimicking his owner as he was halfway to a nap of his own.

One of your hands scratched Nate’s scalp lightly while the other held the book you were currently reading, only untangling your fingers from his hair to turn the page before returning it to its place in Nate’s hair.

It was a warm and sunny afternoon, the shade of the tree providing you with a cool cover from the heat. Dogs barked in the distance, children rollerbladed or biked by, and birds chirped from above you. You didn’t know how Nate never managed to nap at home but was falling asleep within minutes out in the open with all this noise.

You read silently for about half an hour before you glanced back down at your lap where you noticed Nate was already looking up at you.

“Sleep well?” You asked, removing your fingers from his hair since he was now awake.

Nate reached back and brought your hand back to his head. “Yeah,” he yawned, turning onto his side so his body faced you.

“I love you,” he mumbled sleepily, eyes falling shut again as you resumed your strokes to his scalp.

“I love you too, babe,” you chuckled, smiling down at the blonde boy who was drifting back into another sleep without another word.

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[ahockeywrites]

Secret Wedding - Ch. 7

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[ahockeywrites]

Secret Wedding - Ch.1

Word count: 256

Chapter warnings: swearing, Nate with a broke nose, blood

“You know, we could just get married?” Nathan whispered into your ear whilst you were making breakfast. All you could muster as a response was a groan. You knew that it wouldn’t be that difficult to just jump on a plane to Vegas and get married by Elvis, but you had always wanted the dream wedding.

Before Nate had broken his nose, you were thinking of humouring him by getting fake married in Vegas, but that all went to shit when you saw your fiancé bleeding all over the ice.

Planning a wedding wasn’t meant to be stressful, it was meant to be enjoyable for the two getting married. Until you factored in there never being anywhere free to hire until 2025. Or that your friends were never free at the same time so you couldn’t organise dress fittings. Or that your parents wanted the wedding in Denver and Nate’s were politely asking for it to be in Cole Harbour.

It really did make you want to just give in and just accept his new proposal.

“Let’s do it then,” you replied. “I have a white dress in my closet, you obviously have a suit.”

“Wait,” Nate hesitated. “You’re actually up for it?”

You responded with a nod. “I’m all up for still having the white wedding, just,” you paused, thinking how to explain it best, “I don’t want to have all the stress attached to it. If we’re already married, it’ll just be a formality for our families.”

“So, how do we go about this?”

[ahockeywrites]

Secret Wedding - Ch.6

Word count: 166

Warnings: swearing

It felt weird, and you knew you couldn’t draw too much attention to the extra piece of metal that was weighing down your ring finger. It was a simple silver band which fit perfectly around your engagement ring.

You tried your best not to fiddle with it, and when you did play with it, you tried to play with the engagement ring. But you knew it would be too easy for someone to look at.

The name MacKinnon felt heavy on your back as Mel draped the WAG jacket over your shoulders. Instinctively, you raised your hand to trace over the Canadian flag on your shoulder, as you did every time. It didn’t cross your mind that the hand you raised was the hand with both rings on.

You heard a gasp from behind you and you knew you had fucked up. It must have been the fastest you had ever turned around, and you looked into Mel’s eyes. “Please,” you pleaded. “You can’t tell anyone.”

[ahockeywrites]

Secret Wedding - Ch.5

Warnings: swearing

Word count: 180

“So,” Mel exclaimed dramatically. “How’s the wedding planning going?” You had to stop yourself from spitting your wine out because as far as everyone else knew, you were still only engaged. Not newly married.

“It’s going,” was all you could muster as a response. You hadn’t expected anyone to ask about the wedding planning so you and Nate hadn’t come up with a reason about planning or already being married.

You also hadn’t finished up with the sizing of your wedding rings yet, so it wasn’t outwardly obvious that you had said fuck it and got married.

“Are we still on for the dress fitting next week? Because I know that Linnea wants to see you dressed like a princess once again?” Mel asked once more.

You mentally facepalmed. You had totally forgotten that you were going for your second set of dress fittings. It’s not like you could say no to your favourite little girl Linnea, so you just told Mel that everything was still on.

You just really needed to talk to Nate and figure out a plan.

[ahockeywrites]

Secret Wedding - Ch. 3

Warnings: nothing? I think

Word count: 159

“I now pronounce you man and wife,” said the marriage officiant. You looked up at Nate and his eyes flickered towards your lips. Taking the initiative, you pressed yourself onto your toes and pressed a short but sweet kiss to his lips.

Dean and Jenna both clapped their hands as they stood up to walk over to sign the rest of the paper work. “Did we really just do that?” You asked Nate, who just nodded and kissed you once more.

After all the legal paperwork was signed, Dean walked up to you and suggested that the four of you all went out for a nice meal as their wedding present to you. You had all driven down in Nate’s SUV, so Dean gave Nate the address so he could drive to the right place.

You made sure to pick up a few more forms from the court before you left though.

The forms needed for a name change.

[ahockeywrites]

Secret Wedding - Ch. 4

Word count: 201

Warnings: smut under the cut! Minors do not interact, this does not affect the plot line at all. Unprotected sex (keep it wrapped up kids, safe sex is good sex), creampie, dom!nate, sub!reader, cum play

Nate pistoned himself in and out of you with one hand gripping onto your hair and the other rubbing tight circles on your clit. You groaned as you felt yourself get closer and to your fifth release of the night.

Your husband had given you more orgasms in the first day of your honeymoon that you could even count. Two in bed as you were waking up, another in the shower before you made your way to your knees, THREE on the private beach attached to the villa Nate had rented out for your All-Star break holiday, before cooking your favourite meal then taking you to bed once more.

“C’mon baby,” Nate whispered in your ear, “gimme one more.” All you could muster in response was a a high pitched squeak before your eyes rolled back and you reached your high once more. As you tightened around Nate, you felt his hips stutter and another groan escape your lips as he filled you for the third time that night.

His grip on you loosened and you collapsed into the plush mattress. A large finger swiped through your folds before Nate commented, “that’s a good girl, keeping my seed insides of her.”

[hookingminor]

the ultimate dream: lazy makeout on the couch with Andre or Cale or Nate (can you see I’m an avs fan lol?) and your legs are tangled together as a movie plays and y’all are just enjoying each other and you both are tired and keep pressing sweet kisses as you start to fall asleep in each other’s arms in the low light ugh I want this so bad and anything you write for this would be so gooood

I'll choose nate for this bc I haven't written much for him yet

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it takes so much for nate to slow down. all day, every day, he's always moving at 100%, never taking time to breathe or relax. you couldn't relate, you loved your naps and tv time, but you also weren't the first overall pick of your draft year. so when nate took the chance to spend a night in with you and indulging in snacks you know he would've killed his teammates for eating, you soaked it all up as best you could.

the movie playing on the television was long forgotten as you moved your lips against nate's. you had turned on your stomach to press your chest to his as one of your legs was tangled between his. nate's hand was gripping the back of your neck as you made out lazily, his free hand resting low on your hip at the curve of your ass.

"I thought you wanted to watch the movie?" nate teased as you ran a hand over his chest. "are you saying you're actually interested in this?" you scoffed. nate wasn't one to sit down for a few hours and quietly watch a movie with you. usually it was him starting something to get out of it. "I was interested before you started throwing yourself at me" he chuckled but made no move to remove your body from his.

you rolled your eyes but ignored his comment, reconnecting your lips in response. it continued like that for a few more minutes, you and nate making out while the noise of the movie played in the background. eventually you mustered up enough will to pull away from nate. it was clear neither of you were really in the mood for it to go anywhere, you just wanted to kiss him a little bit and revel in the alone time you got with him.

you turned back towards the tv to focus your attention although you had missed half the plot. nate didn't complain when you ended whatever moment you were having as he tucked you further into his chest and pressed a kiss to the back of your head. the rest of the movie passed in silence and you let yourself drift in and out of sleep as it played; it's not like you understood what was happening anyway. nate rubbed soothing circles into the skin on your hip, having dipped his hands under the hem of your shirt long ago.

you hadn't even realized you'd completely fallen asleep until you felt the sheets of your bed underneath your back as nate pulled the covers over your body.

"goodnight, baby" nate whispered after he climbed in after you. you hummed your acknowledgment and muttered what you thought was a 'goodnight' as you curled into nate's side and slipped into a deep slumber.

[hookingminor]

can you write something for Nate Mack’s birthday?? Like I want to celebrate his birthday and ugh 🤩 he is amazing so yeah I would absolutely freak if you wrote a little blurb or headcannon about him like ugh just to be in bed all day with him and lazy day and celebrating would be nice anyways sorry had to get my Nate Mack rant out to someone haha 😂 I just love this man so MUCH

Nate woke up to the sensation of your soft hair tickling his face as you littered kisses all over his face. He scrunched his nose in retaliation as he tried to dig his face further into the pillow.

“Baby, get up. It’s your birthday, we have a lot to get done,” you said into his neck as you peppered more kisses against the skin you could reach.

“If it’s my birthday, shouldn’t we do what I want?” Nate groaned, though you could hear the smile in his voice, “I want to sleep in.”

You rolled over his back and onto his other side to tuck yourself under his arm that was trying to block you out. You wiggled yourself underneath his muscular arm until you were nose to nose with your boyfriend.

“Good morning, birthday boy,” you said with a bright smile as you gave him one final kiss on the nose. Nate tried his best not to smile, not wanting to give you the satisfaction of disrupting his sleep, but he couldn’t keep a straight face.

“Thank you, baby,” Nate said lowly, his voice still thick with sleep.

“Are we getting up now? I want to make breakfast,” you asked.

“Five more minutes,” Nate replied, pulling your body closer to kiss as he pecked your forehead.

“Five minutes turns into thirty and then thirty turns into an hour,” you chuckled, but you didn’t fight his embrace.

“Shh…” Nate hushed as he let his eyes flutter closed again. You let out a deep sigh, deciding it was best to just give him these few minutes than force him to get out of bed. It wasn’t often you got mornings like these anyways.

You let Nate hold you to his chest as the two of you spent the next hour or so drifting in and out of sleep before eventually starting your morning, which may or may not have begun with a birthday celebration in the shower.

[hookingminor]

I want to try edging with Nathan Mackinnon. Like edging him or him edging you or doing it to you so you do it back?? Idk. it just seems very hot and intense and passionate and oooh I am feeling things just thinking about the presence of mackdaddy

I very much agree with everything you just said

(smut below the cut)

nate was sometimes a bitch

whether it was in bed or out of it, sometimes he did really annoying things

so to get back at him for the stunt he pulled last night, you thought you'd give him a taste of his own medicine

you started it by acting like you were just going to blow him

it was honestly something he'd come to expect from you, so you wanted to make him regret thinking that

hollowing your lips around him, you sucked his dick into your mouth, licking at his tip whenever you pulled back

nate sat back, relaxed as ever, one hand in your hair as he helped guide your motions

the other hand rested behind his head and he looked down at you with a cocky smirk

just when you felt him get closer, you sucked particularly hard at his tip, pumping the rest of his length with your hand

"fuck babe I'm gonna come"

and that was all you needed before you pulled off of him

"woah, what are you doing?"

clearly not expecting you to stop so abruptly, he snapped his eyes open and glanced down at you with a confused expression

"are you forgetting what you did last night? did you really think I was just gonna suck you off that easily?"

apparently he had forgotten what he did last night as the wheels in his brain turned as he remember denying you an orgasm nearly four times

"baby don't do this to me right now. what do you want me to say? I'm sorry? Because I am"

acting like you were satisfied with his answer, you lowered your mouth on him again and felt him reach that peak quickly enough

pulling back for a second time, you crawled up his lap as he let out a loud groan

"I don't think you are sorry nate"

shuffling out of your pants, you slid onto nates dick in one fluid motion, his length stretching you out completely

you kept a slow pace, moving your hips to hit all the right spots in your body, not even thinking about nates pleasure

"please move faster babe, you're killing me here"

nates hands gripped your hips tightly and tried to move you against him, but you fought back

"I'm sorry, okay? I promise I won't do it again" he was nearly begging by now

letting his head fall back against the couch cushion in agony, you began to pick up your pace to one that you could both benefit from

"please don't stop now I'll die if you do"

you thought about stopping, just to fuck with him some more, but you were too tightly coiled and needed release

so you let both of yourselves fall over that edge until you went limp in his lap and leaned your forehead against his

"doesn't feel so good does it baby?"

"god you're in for it next time"

[hookingminor]

Can you do 13 with Nathan MacKinnon? 💛

13. “I won’t let anyone hurt you, you’re safe with me.”

-

Nate had a huge secret. One that even his closest friends didn’t know; one that even Tyson didn’t know.

He was absolutely terrified of horror movies. Or anything horror for that matter. He hated Halloween, he hated haunted houses, and he hated the way you insisted on watching scary movies every time you were at his place.

Honestly? Every time you cuddled on his couch, his eyes were shut for more than half of the time. Nate tucked his face in the back of your neck and his behind your hair for the duration of movies.

Tonight was your night to choose a movie, and of course you chose to watch As Above, So Below. And if horror movies weren’t bad enough, it was a horror movie that also poked at his claustrophobia too.

To say he was suffering was an understatement.

“Nate, are you even watching?” You asked suddenly. You’d turned your head around to make a comment on the movie, but instead you saw his eyes scrunched closed.

“Huh?” He said, snapping his eyes open quickly, “Yeah, I’m watching.”

“Then tell me what just happened,” you said.

“They’re, uh, stuck in a tunnel or something,” he explained casually.

“That’s the plot of the whole movie, idiot,” you replied, “Do you not want to watch this? Are you scared?”

Even in the dim lighting, you saw Nate’s cheeks flush with embarrassment. You rolled over in his arms so you were facing him and brought your hand to his cheek.

“Aw, Nate,” you gushed, “Don’t worry. I won’t let anyone hurt you, you’re safe with me.” You pinched his cheek to tease him.

“I’m not scared,” he muttered, but then a loud scream sounded through the television and Nate jumped back. His hands tightened on your hip as a reflex and his cheeks heated even more.

“Why didn’t you just tell me you don’t like horror movies? We can watch something else,” you suggested.

“Because you love them so much, and it’s kind of lame that they actually scare me,” he admitted sheepishly.

“That’s sweet, but you don’t have to put up with something if you hate them that much,” you said. It was adorable that he was willing to suffer an hour and a half just because you wanted to watch a movie. You just felt bad that this was about the fifth movie you’d made him watch.

“Can we please watch something else then? I hate this,” he asked quietly.

You nodded your head in agreement and allowed Nate to stop the movie and select something else. He chose a random new action movie Netflix advertised, and you felt the tension from his body dissipate as the opening credits began playing.

“Just so you know, I’m going to tell all the guys about this,” you said after a few minutes.

Nate groaned deeply into your neck, knowing your good faith would only last so long.

“Please don’t, baby,” he begged, “They’ll never let me live it down.”

“It’s okay, I’ll protect you,” you replied, only to be met with another loud groan of discontent.