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Choices | Joel Hofer

summary: sleeping with the enemy is one thing, sleeping with your brothers direct competition for his position now that is a whole new story.

request: yes/no

warnings: sexual themes, mentions of drinking, p in v, fingering, swearing.

word count: 1.52k

authors note: we have officially started the goalie dedication that you have all been waiting for! to those of you who have been waiting for this I want to thank you, and to those Joel Hofer fans, welcome.

The bar was everything you thought it would be as you walked in.

When Jordan invited you to the teams last event before the season started, you knew you couldn’t say no. Not only did you love the team but you also knew you wanted to see Joel again.

You knew it was stupid but after meeting him last year you gave him your number and what was meant to just be your friend, so clearly became so much more.

So that was how landed up leaning on the bar counter as you listened to Scott talk about the previous season “can I steal her for a second?” Joel finally took you out of your misery as he sent you a smile “I’ll see you later y/n.” Scott winked at you as you tried to hold back a laugh when you waved him off.

Joel let you giggle around the rim of your glass “my knight and shining armour.” You nails trailed up his arm “just doing my bit.” He joked causing you to smile.

For months Scott had been hitting on you without Jordan’s knowledge and even as Joel told you to turn him down the poor defenseman could never seem to get what it was that you had to say “wish you came sooner though.” Your confession made him laugh as his hands pressed against your hips.

He brushed your hair behind your ear “where would the fun be if I didn’t keep you waiting?” Joel teased you as his voice sent shivers down your spine “you’d be a good boy.” You smirked seeing his eyes go wide at the nickname.

It made his jeans go tight against his bulge “don’t fuck with me y/n.” Joel’s voice waived as you smiled “I’m just being me.” Your lower lip caught between your teeth as you grinned.

Jordan remained oblivious as he thought that this was a simple interaction between two friends “your brother thinks you’re some precious little girl.” You didn’t know why you thought that Joel would let you be in charge of the conversation even for a moment “but he doesn’t know how much of a little slut you are.” Joel pressed a kiss against the shell of your ear as he reminded you of all those light nights you spent with him.

A cough got caught in your throat as your thighs clenched together “cat got your tongue?” Joel smirked watching your pupils burst as your lips formed a pout “that’s what I thought.” He nodded finishing the last of his drink as his hand slipped into yours.

You looked to your brother who sent you a thumbs up before he went back to whatever conversation he was in “if we leave now we won’t get caught.” You announced now not caring who saw you “thought that it was what you wanted.” His fingers brushed over your lips as you let out a whine “always so fun to see you so needy.” That was all he needed to say before he wrapped his arm around your shoulders helping guide you out of the party.

Scott had noticed and he couldn’t help but watch as Jordan’s eyes followed you leave the bar “aren’t you gonna go after her?” Scott asked elbowing Jordan in the process “what’s the worst he’s gonna do with her?”

If only he knew.

Joel’s apartment was exactly how you remembered it as he pulled you towards his room “fuck I’ve missed you.” You moaned placing your hands on the side of his face allowing you to kiss him.

His hands pressed against your ass as he smiled “me too baby me too.” As your back hit his bedroom door you gasped allowing Joel to let his tongue fight yours.

It was hot as lust filled your brain and the taste of his whiskey on your tongue made your thighs slick with desire “I need you.” Your fingers teased the buttons of his shirt as you smiled being pushed to the bed as your knees hit the mattress “you’re already soaked.” The wet patch on your panties was clear as your dress hoisted up by your hips.

A whimper fell from your lips as Joel joined you on the bed “it’s what happens when you leave.” You mumbled reminding him of how he left for the summer without much of a word to you and you wanted to make him know that you hadn’t forgotten.

Of course though Joel knew how to make you feel better as he pressed his lips against your neck sucking at the soft spots of your skin “Joel.” You whined pressing your hips into the mattress “you want me?” The hockey player smirked as you nodded.

His thumb rubbed at the skin beneath your panties “I won’t make you wait any longer.” Joel’s lips sent shivers down your spine as he slid his fingers under your panties “fuck!” You gasped melting into his touch “my pretty girl.” He laughed kissing your lips.

Joel felt his pants grow tighter as your cunt clench around his fingers “look at you already riding my fingers.” He used his free hand to cup the lace of your bra “such a needy little girl.” The boy added pecking your lips as your thighs pushed against his hands “please J.” You begged causing him to retract his fingers from your cunt.

It caused you to whine “uh uh uh princess.” Joel clicked his tongue “I wanna fuck you but you’ve gotta behave.” His words were like music to your ears “because only good girls get to come.” Joel unbuckled his belt as his shirt pulled out of his shorts.

Taken you both only a couple of seconds before you were only left in your bra and panties “god you’re so fucking pretty.” Joel muttered reaching down to unclasp your bra.

You felt open as you couldn’t help but bring your hands to hide your breasts “none of that.” The hockey player was quicker than you letting his calloused fingers rub your nipples “I need you.” You were close to tears when he finally pulled your panties down.

Joel’s lips nipped at your neck as his cock rubbed against your clit “god.” You gasped feeling him bottom you out pressing his hips against yours “you’re so big.” You groaned as you wrapped your legs around his hips to keep him close “this pussy is fucking made for me.” Joel forget how good your cunt felt wrapped around his cock.

It made you writhe in the sheet beneath you as he began to move “don’t you forget it.” Through gritted teeth the words fell as you pecked his lips letting your hunger show “can’t believe you’re still so needy for me.” Joel saw how you were like putty in his hands as your fingers went between you both to let you rub your fingers against your sensitive nub between your legs “wanted a good fuck.” Your words were vulgar making his smirk widen.

You were the sweetest girl in your brothers eyes yet in the sheets Joel always seemed to have you with a dirty mouth “you like what you’re getting then?” His question made your skin feel hot as his hands pressed against your legs pulling you ever so closer to him than you were before “answer me princess.” Joel pressed his lips against your neck making you moan in pleasure.

Your mind was hazy as his teeth nipped at your ear “god yes.” Your back arched as your felt your legs begin to grow shaky “I know you’re close but hold it.” The hockey player ordered making you feel sick.

Your eyes shot open as you looked at him to see if he was being serious “I’m not fucking with you.” Joel warned as you shook your head “I can’t!” You cried as his fingers knocked yours away from your clit allowing him to increase the speed as his fingers pressed against your sensitive nub.

Joel laughed at your words “I know you can do it princess.” The way your cunt clenched around his cock it made him see stars “please Joel.” You begged finally sending him close to the edge “come baby you can let go.” His words didn’t need to be repeated as you cried out in pleasure.

The sound of skin slapping didn’t slow ultimately making your chest heave “Joel enough.” You whined attempting to pull away as he fucking you through your orgasm “fuck baby.” His head dropped to your shoulder as his body sputtered above yours when he came.

It took him a few moments before he pulled out of you and he quickly went to get up “not so fast.” You mumbled reaching up to try to stop him “I’ve got to clean you up baby.” Joel reminded you as he leaned down to peck your lips.

You pouted making him laugh “I want a cuddle.” You whined watching him leave “I’ll be back in a bit be patient!” Joel shot back as you watched his as he walked into his bathroom.

You were in for one hell of a night.

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Statistically accurate defense of Sam Ersson.

Here is a list of fifty-one goalies in the league by # of games played.

in this list of 51 goalies, here are the ones 24 and younger, by # of wins:

samuel ersson: 24, flyers, 24 GP, 12-8-3. 36 career GP.

ukko-pekka luukkonen: 24, sabres, 25 GP, 11-11-2. 71 career GP

pyotr kochetkov: 24, canes, 23 GP, 11-7-3. 50 career GP.

lukáš dostál: 23, ducks, 21 GP, 7-11-1. 44 career GP.

devon levi: 22, sabres, 20 GP, 9-7-2. 27 career GP.

arvid söderblom: 24, bhawks, 20 GP, 2-15-1. 38 career GP.

joel hofer: 23, blues, 17 GP, 8-8-0. 25 career GP.

Sam Ersson, as a rookie (qualifiers: no more than 25 GP in the previous season & under 25 YO), and as of writing (3 PM Jan 27, 2024), has the most wins of goalies 24 and under. The most wins of rookie goalies. Now, the youngest starter in the league, and the only rookie starter. Luukkonen is closer to 25 years old than he is to 24 and has nearly double the number of career GP - and still does not have the same number of wins. They are tied for shutouts (3 apiece.)

Samuel Ersson is a phenomenal goaltender and the fact that he went in the 5th round of the draft is an absolute travesty. He’s been shoved into the spotlight and into the starting position way before he was supposed to, and I can only imagine the amount of pressure he’s under. Sam Ersson I believe in you wholeheartedly. I will not suffer fools.

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Sometimes Ain’t Enough | Joel Hofer

summary: when Joel’s desires to protect your relationship almost causes it to end.

request: yes/no

warnings: swearing.

word count: 1.29k

authors note: just like that the goalie dedication is over! To those who wanted it and loved it thank you, and to those who are looking forward to regular content again you’ll see it tomorrow!

Being Don Granato’s kid was meant to come with its privileges.

Sure you were brought to events that you could have only ever dreamed about as a kid and you wouldn’t have met Joel without your dad. But somehow not being able to tell anyone about your boyfriend made you want to scream from the rooftops.

At the beginning you thought you wouldn’t mind, in a way hiding him in your bedroom when your dad came to visit in the mornings. The thrill of only being allowed to mark him in places that couldn’t be seen instilled you with a level of power that you never thought was possible.

But after six months of this and not being able to even offer a peep of who you were seeing to any of your friends, it was causing this fairytale to turn into a nightmare. You did love your boyfriend but now you were feeling like his side piece rather than his partner.

Even the boys teased Joel as they couldn’t understand how the man was still single. Yet as he failed to mention that there was a girl he went home to, you struggled to bite your tongue and not let it get to you.

But tonight as you both hung out with the team your patience was spread thin watching him talk to one of the girls that had been in the bar “you know if you like him that much you should just tell him.” Owen announced leaning against the table as he snapped his fingers in front of your face to break the glare you were sending Joel.

It should have made you laugh but instead it frustrated you “I don’t think he’d care for that statement.” You sighed stirring your straw in your drink “he’s not one for caring about what I think.” You added not wanting to think about the many arguments that came from you thinking Joel didn’t respect you.

You sighed wanting to pull the hair out of your hair as Joel’s fingertips clenched around the kitchen counter “I can’t pretend anymore Joel.” You mumbled looking at the ground causing him to walk around to where you sat “baby.” His hands were soft as he cupped your cheeks.

Joel had always been taller than you but as you were on the bar stool he was closer to you than normal “I love you, you know that right?” He asked as you let your thumb brush over his waist when you nodded “then just trust me and accept that this isn’t the right time to tell people.” Joel had just gotten back into your fathers good books and he didn’t think that announcing that you were the girl in his bed was going to do him any good at the moment.

Just like normal you accepted defeat, maybe even a little too quick for anyone’s liking “I guess you’re right.” Your voice was soft as he kissed your head “thanks for being so understanding.” Each time Joel described you as understanding and before you did agree with him.

But now you felt stupid and hopeless as you stared at your boyfriend who had barely spoken to you that night “look if you’re really that upset we can go.” Owen quickly became your friend when you two were introduced to each other. He knew everything about you besides for just what Joel was to you “maybe it’s for the best.” you mumbled nodding as Owen wrapped his arm around your shoulders.

It didn’t take Joel long to notice how you hid under your friends arms “I’ll be right back.” Joel didn’t even wait for the people he was having a conversation with to respond as he walked off trying to be hot on your tails.

The air in Buffalo was humid as it made the change from summer to fall as some of the trees saw their leaves beginning to turn crispy “y/n you’re leaving?” Joel called out letting the bar door shut behind him “didn’t think you’d care.” The venom in your voice told Owen that he was missing something in this conversation.

Owen frowned standing to the side “it’s not my fault you didn’t want to talk to those guys.” Joel shot back causing the umich alumni to awkwardly clear his throat “I’ll wait inside for you.” He pointed to the door as you nodded “you see what you did!” You complained pointing to the shutting door.

Joel laughed as he crossed his arms “you think I’m gonna give a fuck scaring your boy toy off?” With each word he took a step closer to you as you took one back until your back was pressed up against a car and suddenly the distance between you both was gone.

His hands gripped at your waist “Owen has a name and he’s not my boy toy!” You hated how Joel seemed to be enjoying this as he smirked “so what is he then?” Whatever Joel was hinting to irritated you as it caused you to reach up and hit him.

Your hand as stopped as his goalie reflexives came into favour as it worked for him “he’s my friend who kept me company because you were a little busy.” You pressed your finger into his chest.

Honestly you were close to blaming the alcohol for how angry you were but you knew that he root cause was the man in front of you “would have dropped it for you.” Those words were true as Joel had missed you during the night.

But the idea of walking over to you as you wore a pretty red dress only made him want to rip it off of your body, only resulting in the outcome of you two getting caught so instead he stayed away “do you even actually want to be my boyfriend?” The words let your mouth quicker than you could have thought about the gravity that held.

It made Joel stare at you in silence almost a little surprise that you had it in you to ask him that “because beyond the walls of my apartment-” Joel cut you off pressing his lips against yours. He tugged his fingers through your hair as he let his frustrations out on your lips.

His tongue traced over your lower lip making you whine “you’re. so. fucking. addictive.” With each word Joel pecked your lips making you melt in his touch further “you don’t act like that though.” You frowned as the goalie let his hands rest on your shoulders.

Frustration filled his mind as Joel clicked his tongue “you think that this is easy for me?” He sighed letting his fingers pinch at your jaw “almost told your dad you were the reason I was late to practice last week.” Joel’s confession made your cheeks turn red as you remembered convincing him to join you in the shower before he had practice.

As a breeze brushed past you both you whined “let’s go home baby.” He pleaded squeezing your hand as the flannel he was wearing quickly dropped from his body wrapping over your shoulders instead “and tomorrow when you get coffee with your dad tell him about us.” Those words made your eyes light up as you gasped.

He smiled seeing the improvement in your mood “you really mean that?” Your grin had your lower lip getting caught between your teeth “yeah baby.” Joel nodded letting his arm wrap around your shoulders “bout time the world sees who you are to me.” He explained kissing your head as you two walked back down the street to the car.