#kirby dach smut

[uluvjay]

Bucket list- K. Dach

Kirby Dach x fem! Reader

In which you get to check something off of your bucket list!

Warnings? Smut, car sex, unprotected sex( a big no no), cursing, kissing, semi public sex, dirty talk, breast play, pet names, I apologize for any errors I missed!!

“Fuck.” You whimpered as his cock hit the sensitive spot deep inside you, your hands reaching behind him to grip the leather headrest.

His hands guided your hips back and forth, his own filthy moans spilling out of his mouth as he watched the way your cunt hungrily swallowed his cock.

“Feels so good.” You cried locking eyes with his piercing blue ones, heat swallowing your body at the lust that filled his eyes, their usual brightness dimmed with hunger.

“Yeah? You’re doing so good baby, taking my cock so well..”

You mindlessly nodded at his words, mind to gone to even think twice about his words, you tucked your head into his neck trailing kisses from his flushed skin to his mouth.

He kissed you hard, tongue slipping past your lips, slowly stroking the inside of your mouth as he devoured you, you whines filling the hot atmosphere of the car as he nipped at your bottom lip.

You couldn’t think straight, not as his lips trailed down your skin and right to your already bare breasts. Your dress from dinner discarded on the floor of the car below you, Kirby locked his lips around your left breast, nipping the bud lightly before soothing the feeling with his tongue.

“Been thinking about my girls since you put that damn dress on, had them sitting so pretty for me baby.”

“Kirby..” you breathed everything beginning to be to much, the way his mouth and hand worked over your breasts and his cock continued to fuck into you ruthlessly.

He grunted loudly as you began to regain your momentum, meeting his thrusts as you began to bounce on his cock once again.

Holding onto the seat behind you, you sped up your movements quickly, moans and whines spilling from you as the burning in your lower stomach got hotter.

“doing so fucking good baby.” He cooed reaching a large hand up to stroke your dampened hair.

He wrapped his arms around your back, pulling you impossibly closer to him. His mouth leaving sloppy kisses against your throat, his tongue soothing all the places he nipped at during his trail.

You continued your movements, whines and moans continuing to fall from your mouth as his cock repeatedly stretched you out, his tip never failing to brush that soft spot deep inside you.

You kept going, even as your climax rolled over you, your body shaking against his, his own hips beginning to thrust back up into you as he desperately chased a climax of his own.

“Fuck-shit, you’re so tight baby…” he groaned.

You held eye contact with him, watching his face intently as his orgasm came crashing over him, a deep growl breaking from him as his hips stuttered and he came deep inside of you.

“Fuck..you’re incredible.” He exhaled.

His hands rubbing up and down your back tucking your head into his neck he held you tight as you both came down from your highs, allowing you to bask in the moment of your post orgasm haze.

“I can’t believe we just fucked in the car.” He chuckled after a few minutes.

Pulling back you looked down at him with a glimmer in your eyes, “Can check it off my bucket list now.”

“Bucket list? You had us fucking in the g-wagon on your bucket list?” He laughed.

“Since the day you signed those papers.” You smirked.

He shook his head with a soft chuckle, “where did my innocent girl go?”

You laughed at his words, “shut up.”

You two spent the next few minutes getting yourselves put back together, Kirby helping you slide your dress back on while he pulled up his jeans and re-buttoned his dress shirt.

Moving back to the drivers and passenger seats Kirby kicked the air on despite the chilly Montreal air outside, both of your body’s still flushed red and sweaty.

It was silent for a little once you got back on the road, his hand sat comfortably on your thigh while your hand rested over it.

“So…” he broke the silence.

“What else is on this bucket list?”

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[sc0tters]

Change of Power | Kirby Dach

summary: when you got a day off you figured it was about time to bring kirby’s fantasies to life.

kinkmas: day ten (bondage)

warnings: sexual themes, p in v, bondage, swearing

word count: 2.21k

authors note: we are back with an underrated favourite in Kirby Dach! This one took me way longer than I want to admit but nevertheless it is here! if you want to see more of kinkmas you can find the playlist here!

The last couple of days had you feeling guilty with how you hadn’t had time for Kirby.

It was only because you had been busy at work leaving him at home with nothing to do besides for going to his physio sessions as he struggled around the house. But today as you had finished early you decided to bring Kirby a gift early. Cole had let it slip to you when Kirby’s injury came that Kirby wanted you to take control sometime. The American sighted that it was now ‘the perfect opportunity to do so.’

Thus bringing you to today as you stood in your closet with a velvet red robe barely covering your lingerie. Your red lips served as a contrast to your fluffy Christmas hat that sat on your head as you smiled staring at yourself in the mirror “let’s do this.” You hyped yourself up hearing the door to the apartment open up.

The smell of your favourite bath and body works candle traveled through the apartment reminding Kirby that you were home “baby?” He called out dropping his gym bag on the floor as he heard the sound of your heels clicking on the wooden floor.

You smiled as you walked out of the bedroom revealing yourself to him “what’s all this?” Kirby smiled as he motioned to your outfit as he cleared his throat.

His cast was still on his leg as he brushed his hands over your waist “this little thing?” You gave him a twirl showing him the outfit in full swing “thought I’d give you a surprise today.” You shrugged bringing your hands to cup his cheeks as you tilted his head down to kiss his lips.

The kiss was soft as Kirby melted into your touch, allowing him to get carried away in how you felt against him “any particular reason?” The hockey player wriggled his eyebrows smiling down at you.

You shook your head as you grabbed his hand “all will be revealed in the bedroom pretty boy.” Your voice was soft as you tugged him in the direction of the master room.

Kirby had to admit that he was surprised but as he watched your little ass play peekaboo with him from beneath your robe “you look real fucking cute tonight princess.” Kirby blurted out as you turned back to face him shutting your bedroom door behind you as you pushed him against the door “sweet talking won’t get you very far tonight.” You clicked your tongue with a smirk.

He swore he was dreaming by the harshness of your tone “where do you want me?” The question was innocent as Kirby’s eyes sparked with passion as you caught your lip between your teeth.

You thought about it as you tugged at the ends of his shirt “want you on the bed with your shirt off.” You gasped letting your lips hover over his before you pulled away only to be stopped as his hands wrapped around your wrists “take it off f’me.” Kirby shot back in an effort to remind you just who was truly in charge.

It seemed like he knew what you were trying to do and he thought it was cute “understand why Chanty works with you.” You grumbled revealing his toned chest and stomach. There was no secret about your dislike for the teams physio who had all too much of a fond mindset for your boyfriend “know I like you more princess.” Kirby reminded you as he pecked your lips frowning as you stepped back throwing his shirt to the side.

You let the ribbon from your robe go as you shook your head “get on the bed.” You ordered motioning to the bed feeling yourself grow a bit surprised as he listened.

The boy situated himself on the plush mattress like you had asked him to. Kirby smiled watching you dig into your bedside table as you went to find the ribbon “need you to be a good boy for me.” You mumbled pressing your knee into the mattress as it dipped down.

Kirby was like a puppet as he let you move his hands to the top of the bedpost “is this what you needed all of that ribbon for?” His laugh was short lived as you flicked his chest.

You had come home with about all of the red ribbon that the local material shop had when you started Christmas shopping at the start of December “don’t ask me questions right now Kirbs.” You warned bringing tying his hand up as you did a bow in the ribbon.

As you went to do the other arm you straddled his hips “hi pretty girl.” Kirby smiled watching you stretch over him pressing your breasts against his chest “you excited tonight?” You asked making sure that the other bow was tight enough.

He nodded as you sat back straight staring at him “you’re in charge baby.” You felt your cunt clench as you heard him speak. Your lips were plump as you pulled the hat from your head as you placed it on his “don’t you forget it.” You giggled watching him pout his lips as it made you kiss him.

You rolled your hips against his making the boy screw his eyes shut “please let me touch you.” Kirby begged letting a whimper leave his lips as he tugged at the constraints. The idea of not being able to hold you made Kirby feel sick as he wanted to do more than just kiss you.

It made you giggle again as you pulled the robe off of your body revealing your matching orange lingerie set “fuck!” Kirby groaned realising that this was a set that he had seen when he went shopping with you at Victoria Secret on your trip to California over the summer.

The boy had picked this set but you never gave him the chance to see it, until now “you’re so hard.” You mumbled palming his cock through his sweatpants “wonder why.” His voice oozed sarcasm only making your smirk widen.

You stopped your movements as you unclipped your bra letting it drop to the side of the bed as you cupped your breasts tugging at your nipples “you are gonna kill me y/n.” Kirby shook his head tugging at his constraints “but I feel so good.” You let your lips form a pout as you rolled the peaks between your fingers.

Kirby whimpered feeling your hips grind against his rubbing your panties over his boner “please fuck me.” The hockey player begged not longer feeling interested in any type of foreplay “look at the pretty weather outside.” You smiled seeing the snow fall outside of the apartment as the floor to ceiling windows gave you the perfect view.

You chewed at your lower lip as you smiled “shame we aren’t on a lower floor cause I’m sure someone who love to watch me finger myself.” You leaned forward to his ear as you nipped at his ear lobe “you fucking dare.” Kirby warned having enough of the game that you were playing.

It was cruel the way you held this so well over Kirby “you want to watch me do it instead?” Your lips popped as you shifted smiling as you drove your fingers over the visibly wet patch on your panties “y/n I will tie you up the moment you let me go if you don’t fucking behave.” Kirby warned tugging at his constraints once more as he glared at you.

Your heart pounded against your chest at the thought as you gulped “would have loved to see that happen.” You leaned forward placing your hand on his chest as you pecked his lips “but unfortunately I need to fuck you.” Your vulgar words made Kirby grunt.

It didn’t take you long to pull his cock from his boxers as you fluttered your eyelids taking in the sight “take it f’me princess.” Kirby watched as you nodded. Slowly you pumped his cock before you pushed your panties to the side letting the rub against your clit “need you.” He blurted out shuddered as you let yourself sink down on his cock.

You both stayed still letting your foreheads press against each other as you moaned beginning to move your hips against his in the shaky attempt to gain some pleasure from this “fuck you’re so big.” You cooed bringing your hips up and down as you began to fuck yourself on his cock.

Kirby used all of his strength to try to tug the ribbon off of his wrists but it was no use as the actions only ended up forming red marks on his skin “you feeling so wet.” The hockey player noticed that his lack of touch to you actually meant he was noticing other things in a much stronger way “all for you baby.” You mumbled placing your hands on his chest to steady yourself.

Your eyes began to slowly roll back as pleasure shot through your body “even when you think your in charge I still am aren’t I?” Kirby clicked his tongue taking in how you bit your lip “if you’re in charge I want you to touch me.” You knew you were playing a dangerous game as this was a virtual impossible task.

So it was safe to say that it took you by surprise when Kirby dropped his head to your chest catching your breast in his mouth “fuck Kirbs.” You moaned dropping your head back as you shook your head pushing your body even closer to his as you had thought it was an impossible task before.

His tongue swirled around your nipple before he let his teeth graze over the sensitive bud “h-hey!” You stammered clenching your cunt at the sensation “don’t act like you didn’t like it.” Kirby shot back as he smirked up into the point you forced your chest away from him.

Your hand wrapped around his neck softly squeezing as you repositioned your legs practically allowing yourself to bounce on his cock, quickening your pace. Your eyes locked on his as he watched your every movement “I’m in charge Kirby.” You mumbled as his hands went soft deciding to stop tugging at their constraints.

Kirby felt his cock throb between your legs as he pressed his head against the headboard of his bed “don’t stop.” He begged feeling your cunt clench around him “want to watch as I rub my clit?” You knew Kirby loved your sensitive little bud. The way he could get you so responsive from the mere flick of his finger had him ready to come in his pants on most days.

He nodded letting out a gasp “you’re so fucking pretty.” His eyes were glued to your cunt as you dropped your two fingers between your legs as you began strumming at your clit as though it was the strings of a guitar “you’re gonna make me come.” You groaned gripping your hand around his lower leg.

Having to watch you as your eyes screwed shut Kirby felt himself whimper “can’t wait to hold you pretty girl.” He confessed eliciting a moan from you once more “I’m close.” You announced feeling your legs begin to shake as you used all of your energy to keep yourself upright.

Kirby felt the same way as he nodded “keep fucking my cock like that.” He ordered feeling himself go as you let out a cry “s-s-shit!” You groaned beginning to writhe against his touch as your eyes rolled back into your head when the coil in your stomach snapped.

Your orgasm had you crashing down against his chest as your body shivered “princess.” Kirby’s voice was soft as he began to steady his breathing watching you almost come back into your body.

It took the remainder of your energy to look up at him as you nodded “you did so good.” He cooed pecking your lips “so fucking hot.” Kirby added as he kissed your head.

You were still on his cock making him struggle to keep in a groan “need you to untie me though.” The hockey player laughed as he could see you were in need of a warm bath with some probable cuddles heading your way.

A smile formed on your lips as you nodded sliding off of his cock as you reached over to untie his left wrist. When the ribbon fell to the bed Kirby didn’t hesitate to cup your cheek so he could kiss you properly. His tongue swiped across your lower lip before you pulled away “want a bath.” You mumbled with your eyes shut.

Kirby smiled hearing those words leave your lips “do my other arm and you’ve got yourself a deal.” He tapped your waist motioning to his other wrist.

As the secondary ribbon came down Kirby began to think about all the ways he could tie you up next time “you coming?” You asked with a giggle as you stood at door of your bathroom crossing your arms as it pushed your breasts up “yeah yeah.” Kirby nodded getting off of your bed.

For now those ideas of a later night in bed would have to wait.

[leaentries]

🙏🏼 sex with kirby while ur already pregnant 🙏🏼

➛ good lord this is..everything

➛ this also turned into longer than a blurb, i was just so in love with this request

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Changing from your pajamas into your day clothes proved to be a challenge this morning, and not just because you were 7 months pregnant.

Stripping from your clothes by the mirror, you could easily see the giant hockey player who watched you with meticulous eyes. His blue eyes danced with desire at the sight of your swollen tummy, a certain aspect about you that sent his libido spiraling.

Maybe it was the pregnancy glow or the fact that your were carrying his child. Whatever it was, watching you struggle to slip your shirt up was sending shockwaves to his hardening cock.

“Need help, baby?”

Your face was red, body glistening with sweat as you attempted to relieve yourself of the tight clothing. And no matter how independent you wanted to be, the child inside of you wasn’t gonna let that slide. So, begrudgingly, you nodded your head “yes.”

Chuckling, Kirby lifted himself off the mattress to stand behind you, his hands delicately tracing around your wide hips. He rested his palms on your stomach, fingers gripping the hem of your shirt. He slowly peeled the shirt up, exposing your bare skin to him.

He groaned lightly at the stretch marks that adorned your tummy. As he pulled off the material the rest of the way, he felt his cock leak as your plump breasts spilled from their confinements.

“Fuck, baby, you’re killing me.”

You furrowed your eyebrows, blissfully unaware of the effect you had on him.

“Why?” You laughed lightly.

Kirby leaned down to place a sensual kiss on your neck, “Because you’re so fucking beautiful.”

You felt a whine bubble up as Kirby pressed his body into yours. The aftermath of his staring was prodding evidently into your cheeks. After a bit more groping from Kirby’s end, you found yourself, inevitably, naked and dripping for your boyfriend.

He sat, leaned back on his knees, taking in the view of your very pregnant form, paired with your swollen cunt. He couldn’t have imagined something hotter than this.

“Please, Kirby,” Your whine ripped him from his thoughts, “I need you.”

Kirby had to swallow a growl at your sultry, begging tone. His beautiful, pregnant girlfriend was pleading for him. Who was he to deny you the pleasure only he could provide. His fingers ran from your ankle, slowly up your thigh. His thumb pressed into your clit, applying gentle pressure.

You felt your breath pick up, your hyperactive hormones making the experience much more intense. He dipped two fingers in, your wetness already soaking your thighs.

“So wet, always so wet for me.”

The feeling of his fingers was pleasurable, but not enough to suffice the burning sensation of your pure want for Kirby. You pushed his hand away, shaking your head. Kirby’s eyes shot up, scared he hurt you.

“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you? Is the baby okay?”

His rapid fire questions brought a smile to your face, “I’m fine, I just need more than your fingers.”

At your statement, all of Kirby’s worry drifted away, replaced by cockiness, “Yeah? Just need my cock?”

You nodded desperately, shuffling your hips closer to his straining bulge.

“Okay, okay,” He chuckled at your eagerness, “I’ll give you want you want, baby.”

He quickly stripped himself of his boxers, taking his place back in between your thighs. He gave himself a few pumps, before lining up with your core. With one hand rested on your stomach, Kirby sunk into you with one move.

“Oh, fuck!” You screamed, the delicious stretch of his cock muting out the rest of the world.

Kirby had to hold himself back, your pulsating walls making his mind malfunction. Taking deep breaths, he grounded himself before settling into a steady rhythm.

Your head lulled back, the stimulation from his cock dragging against all your favorite spots. Succumbing to the heat of the pleasure, your body slumped further into the plush pillow.

“That’s right, mama,” Kirby encouraged, “Give it to me, baby.”

He continued his abuse on your pussy, his hips repeatedly slamming into you. The sounds of moans, paired with skin slapping and the squelching of your soaking hole.

With the way your hormones have been raging, you knew you weren’t gonna last very long. The familiar burn of your climax began to build rapidly. Each stroke Kirby gave sent your nerves exploding.

Through your thick whines and whimpers, you managed a warning, “G-gonna cum.”

Kirby picked up his pace, one of his hands rubbing your bump reassuringly.

“Let go, sweetheart. Cum all over my cock.”

With his words, you obliged, back arching as your orgasm hit you like a bus. Blazing ecstasy coursed through your veins. The only sound you could muster were screams of Kirby’s name. The feeling of your tummy pressing up into his tense muscles sent him over the edge, painting your insides white. He panted as you spasmed around him.

Your mind went hazy in post-orgasm bliss, only coming to at the feeling of Kirby’s soft kisses on your face.

“There you are pretty girl,” He smiled lovingly at you as your eyes met his, “Though I lost you for a second.”

You gave him a dopey look, still not completely present. He kissed your cheek once more, lying down to pull your body into his. Kirby rubbed his hands up and down your bump soothingly.

He placed a kiss on your temple, “Did such a good job for me, mama. Get some sleep,” He whispered.

You felt your eyes close with tiredness, the activities taking a toll on your working body. The warmth Kirby’s chest and palms provided lulled your raging hormones and guided you to a peaceful slumber.

[turcott3]

main thing

kirby dach x fem! reader

warnings?: mild smut at the beginning, disgustingly tooth rottingly sweet fluff and cursing (i wrote this for myself and my delusions tbh)

~all i wanna do is spend my time with you, even when the learnings done and nothings new~

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“oh fuck.” you moan out. you could feel his bright blue eyes piercing your body as your eyes squeezed shut, an orgasm quickly approaching.

“so so good for me baby.” he coos as you collapse over his chest, feeling weak and shaky as your orgasm jolts through your body, hips stuttering as he coated your walls with his own high. you laid on his chest as you both breathed heavily.

“i love you so fucking much.” you say between breaths, pressing a sweet kiss to his jaw.

“i love you more.” he replies, delicately wrapping his arms around your weak body. you laid there for a moment inhaling his sweet scent with your eyes shut.

“baby, you gotta get up.” he giggles brushing your hair out of your face as you sat up slowly. you get up off of him, collecting his discarded shirt and pulling it on over your freshly-fucked body. it was moments like these that you felt the most beautiful. you learned very quickly that post sex glow is very real if you're with the right person.

you slid on your underwear and pulled the lazy brunette out of bed, forcing him to put sweatpants on and tugging him into the kitchen.

"y/n it's 11 pm."

"and i want a bowl of cereal with my boyfriend? i dont see the issue." you giggle as you pull the bowls out of the cabinet.

"fair." he replies emerging from the pantry with the box. this was your average night. you always see couples going out together and partying, which was fun in the beginning but you both quickly learned that both of you preferred staying home with each other. you were home bodies.

“hey baby.” he muffled with his mouth full.

“yeah.” you replied after you swallowed.

“you need your back rubs tonight? you didn’t get em last night.” he says finishing his bite.

“oh, you don’t have to it’s okay.” you reply, heart melting at the gesture. when you were younger, you dislodged a disk in your back during your solo. it had bothered you ever since. occasionally causing you intense pain and somehow, every show week you had he remembered. he’s spent the whole season out with and injury which was both a blessing and a curse. you loved that he was always at your beck and call but it broke your heart knowing that he had to miss an entire season of the one thing he’s most passionate about.

“you don’t seem relaxed, you seem stiff.” he replies which was the truth but most times it felt ,to you, like a burden on him.

“kirbs, you don’t have to if you don’t want to.” you reply running your finger through his soft curls.

“no i do want to. i want to make sure you sleep so good tonight. you have a big show coming up baby. i can’t wait to see you look so fucking beautiful on that stage.” he smiles, kissing your cheek sweetly.

“okay.” you smile at the gesture, putting the bowls into the sink. you laid flat on your mattress, pulling the shirt up to your shoulders as his warm hands worked out the tightness of your muscles. you sighed as the pressure was lifted from your back and into thin air. you frowned as his hands left your back for the last time.

“feel better pretty girl?” he says lowly close to your ear and you hum in approval as he presses a soft kiss to your back. a ritual the two of you shared, kissing your “ouchies” better.

it could be all in your head, but it felt like the pressure of his kiss always solved your pain. physical, or emotional.

“thank you baby.” you smile sitting up as a relief washed over your body.

“of course.” he smiles back, kissing you sweetly on the lips. only a smile and a giggle breaking it apart.

“you ready for bed sleepy girl, you got a big rehearsal tomorrow.” he says as you tuck yourself into bed.

“oh definitely.” you yawn out as he joins you in bed. you roll over facing the boy who was already admiring you.

“sorry for staring.” he giggles.

“oh never apologize for that, i’m just as guilty.” you giggle as he pulls you to his chest snuggly.

“you’re just so gorgeous, my beautiful baby.” he whispers into your hair.

“stop.” you giggle turning red.

“what? am i not about to gloat about how lucky i am to be with someone as beautiful and talented and sweet and,”

“kirby.” you say sternly leaning up to his cheesy smile.

“what?” he giggles.

“not too much, you know me and compliments.”

“baby i already told you, you just need to say thank you, you do not have to compliment me back. just let me admire my gorgeous girlfriend.” he replies kissing you on the forehead as he speaks.

“thank you.” you smile.

“of course, you deserve it all baby,” he says placing his chin on the top of your head.

“goodnight my love.” he whispers

“goodnight handsome.” you giggle, pressing a short, sweet kiss to his lips.

the pet names practically made you sick to your stomach with sweetness but with time you grew to love them. you felt so lucky to have been chosen by a man like him. so effortlessly loving and generous.

“i love you.” he whispers, reaching to pull the lamp chain.

“i love you.” you reply as your eyes grow heavy at the sound of his heart thumping calmly in his chest.

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[behoright]

lightning on my skin l k. dach

there's nothing I can do / I just can't resist

summary: kirby + you + a house full of family members + an empty car...

wordcount: 3.2k

song: where would I be? - gwen stefani

warnings: 18+! smut sooo minors begone! unprotected sex, dirty talk and semi public sex. whoopsies. oh also cursing.

a/n: i'm sl*t for this man but no I will never admit it in public. enjoy.

𓇽 ⊹ ᨘ ִֶ໑𓇽 ⊹ ᨘ ִֶ໑𓇽 ⊹ ᨘ ִֶ໑𓇽 ⊹ ᨘ ִֶ໑

“You’re such a dumbass, Kirbs.”

“What? He was just being annoying so, I had to do it.”

The sounds of the crickets consorted your laughs as you and Kirby sat eating in his G Wagon, recently coming back from a lovely date at the nearby park. Despite being your second year of dating, this had been the first summer you had fully spent together. Staying at the Dach household had been an interesting but nonetheless exhilarating experience; you found out just how quickly chaos could ensue when Kirby and Colton were left to their own devices under the same roof. Proving that age was just a number, from day one it was plain and simple that they naturally retreated back to their little child selves, most of their interactions ending up with a playful physical altercation of some sort.

“You can’t tell me he wasn’t being entirely too cocky, Y/N.” he said with his mouth full of fries, his eyes widening over at you.

“He is your baby brother!” you exclaimed.

“Well, he’s no longer a baby. It’s a fair fight, that’s all I’m saying.” he chuckled.

Kirby hadn’t been this excited for a summer in a long time. 

Your internship now having wrapped up, he finally had the time to steal you and your newfound free time. He knew as soon as the season ended that he was going to keep you in his hometown all for himself. 

Seeing you interact with his family made Kirby’s heart flutter; cooking with his mom or ice skating with his dad and brother after their practice. 

You had met them before, but these were novel circumstances for the both of you. 

Any nerves he might have had swiftly vanished as you both settled in, making yourself at home in the most respectful way possible. 

He was able to forget about the stress of hockey and fitting your schedules together, and just revel in the normalcy of slowly waking up with you, knowing that you had virtually no strict plans for the day. 

“You guys are insane. These are full-on fights!” you laughed.

“You should have seen them when we were younger. They were actually much worse.”

“Oh, don’t worry. Your parents told me all about that.”

You naturally clicked with everyone in his family, so much so that his grandparents came fastly to meet you as well. It astounded him how you were able to pull everyone in so genuinely, leaving his introverted soul wrapped up in admiration. 

He was proud to have you with him. You completed each other nicely and in very practical ways.

“Oh god, please don’t remind me of all the embarrassing stories they brought up.” he blushed.

“Why? You really don’t want to talk about that little bath stor-”

“No, no! I’m changing topics! I’m pulling that card out!” he exclaimed.

“Alright, alright.” you laughed, throwing your head back against the headrest. As much as he was blushing, you could see him hiding a smile underneath it all. 

However, his house perpetually rustling came with its downsides. He enjoyed it most of the time, however, he missed the privacy of your shared apartment back in Montreal. 

When he watched you walk around his family home every morning his mind couldn’t help but flash back to seeing you strut around naked, getting your coffee ready, all from the comfort of his messed up bed, underwear, and clothes scattered on the ground from the night before. 

He missed that. A lot.

It was hard to have some alone time knowing his family members were around you both constantly. 

The last thing he wanted to do is make anyone uncomfortable. Not when there were literal months left in the summer.

So, Kirby decided to get creative. 

Much to his surprise, it ended up sparking a newfound love for public affection, in more ways than one, for the both of you, which just pushed him to explore more. 

Your first date of the summer that started with a picnic at the lake, and lovingly ended with you both hiding behind some trees for a while. The feeling of getting caught rushed through you equally as you consummated your love truly in public for the first time. 

So you unconsciously kept it going for most of the summer, looking for new places every day to spend time at. 

“You know, you’re bad for making me eat this.” he snickered at you.

“Oh, c’mon, tell me you don’t miss eating this junk during the season.”

“I do, I do.” he said, wiping his hands clean. “You know what I miss more though?”

“Mmm?” you asked, piling all the trash together.

“You.”

You turned your head up to find Kirby staring at you, his signature smirk peering over at you. 

“You’re so sweet.” 

“I mean it.” Kirby took his fingers to move to your hair behind your ear, gazing over your features. “I just wish I had a little more time with you every day.”

“Hey, we still make it work pretty well, right?”

“We do.” Kirby’s fingers lingered on you, now cupping your cheek. “I’m still going to enjoy this summer. As much as I can. I’m not letting you out of my sight, baby.”

His eyes trailed down to your mouth before he closed the gap between you two. 

The kiss was smoldering, both of your intentions clear as your brought each other closer despite the console dividing you.

“Kirby…”

“Baby..?” he said, his lips grazing against yours.

“Mm… here?” you asked.

“Mmhm.” Kirby answered in between kisses. “The back windows are tinted anyways.”

You turned your face to tentatively look at your surroundings, Kirby’s hands beginning to mess up your clothes already, his fingertips at your exposed bra strap. The parking lot was mostly empty, all families in their homes as the sun began to set. 

“You sure?”

“I’ve never been more sure about anything before.” Kirby said, his eyes dumbfoundedly fixated on your cleavage. 

“About doing it here, dingbat.” you snapped him back to reality, playfully hitting his arm.

“It’s more private than the park...” he said, smirking again. “...and the lake, and the rink, and the boat, or the mal-”

“Okay, okay.” you laughed, rolling your eyes. 

“C’mon, baby.” Kirby winked as he stepped outside while you moved in giddiness to the backseat over the middle console. 

You came face to face as he quickly shut the door behind him, your hot breaths colliding as he began to crawl above you, sending your back to lay against the warm leather of the seats. 

“Hi, beautiful.” he said, a smile appearing on his face.

“You’re quite the charmer for someone who’s about to take me in the back of his car.” you uttered, eyes focused on his lips, inching closer to you.

“...take you?” he asked, millimeters away from you. “I’m not going to take you, baby. I’m going to fuck you.”

Kirby wasted no time and aggressively sent his tongue inside your mouth, his pelvis already rubbing against your jean shorts. 

The walk in the park had been nice, but it had left you both a little heated and damp, in every way imaginable.

“That’s the Kirby I know.” you moaned, his tongue now trailing behind your ear and neck. “Always so hot and heavy.”

“Hey, I can be sweet.” he uttered defensively against your skin. “You want me to make love to you?” 

His head snapped up as he asked you, his questioning and piercing eyes looking for an answer in yours.

“Fuck no. I like you hot and heavy.” you said, bringing his face back onto yours, chuckling into the kiss.

He adorably kept giggling as he planted loud and silly kisses on your chin, moving down your chest and further lowering himself down the axis of your body. 

He had a tough exterior at times, but Kirby was playful at heart, and he didn’t leave that outside of the bedroom either. You found yourselves laughing and joking during your sexual escapades quite often actually, and it fulfilled you in the most endearing of ways.

“You’re smoking hot, babe.” he uttered against your belly.

“It is pretty hot outside.” you said, sitting up on your elbows. 

“Oh, you’re funny.” he laughed, sitting up as he began to undo the button of your shorts. “You know that’s not what I meant.”

“And you know I don’t know how to take compliments. Not even yours.” you lifted your hips up, Kirby ripping your bottoms off of you. 

“Well, let me tell you a different way then.” he smirked.

“Kirby Dach, you are the cheesi-.”

You were hastily interrupted, Kirby licking up your pussy vigorously before bringing your hips all the way up to latch his mouth against your heaving sex. Forthwith, the sensation took you back to the countless nights your boyfriend had spent buried in your pussy, relentlessly getting you to the point of having to pull him off of you before your legs twitched hard enough to accidentally hurt him. 

The truth was that time stopped for Kirby whenever he lowered his face in between your thighs. He loved to get his jaw wet with spit and juices; even more, he loved grinding against the mattress for hours, sending tingles up his spine every time. Knowingly playing an edging game with his body, and your own at the same time, taking you both closer to the edge with controlled and precise force.

Despite not having enough space in his beloved G-Wagon for you both to lay down, he wasn’t going to skimp out. Bringing you all the way up to him was a risky move, but he wasn’t up for much thinking when he had you so bothered underneath him like this. 

He held your body securely, his biceps flexing around your ass and hips. As his tongue lapped in circles, he couldn’t help but trail up your body with his gaze. The nature of your position allowed for your shirt to bunch up, showing the softness of your stomach that he adored so much. However, seeing your breasts up to your chin, flushed just as much as your cheeks were, your face overcome by pleasure, had him gripping your hips extra tightly.

“God, baby.” he whispered against you, covering your skin in goosebumps. “You’re going to make me bust.”

“Fuck me, Kirby.”

He dropped your hips immediately, letting it hurt as he unzipped his pants, his erection serendipitously springing onto you. 

“I love you so much, baby, that was so good, but I-, I simply can’t wait.” you pleaded.

“I love you more baby; a couple more seconds of you wriggling like that in my arms and I wouldn't have been able to wait either.” he answered, removing as much clothing as possible.

Kirby was hot and heavy in every sense of the word. And it felt so good as it slapped your pussy whenever he pulled himself free of his clothes. 

“God, take a look at that.” he growled.

He set his blue eyes on the tip of his cock, parting your folds, glistening with his saliva and precum. The sun was lowering itself beautifully on the other side of the park, its rays peeking through the trees and his seats to create shimmering windows of light on your bodies. He felt the ridges of his member dampen as he kept plunging himself back and forth on top of you. He could feel the lust of his heartbeat in every single one of his veins and quickly into yours as he slowly dipped his cock inside you with a groan. 

You were mostly sure he had never realized it, but Kirby loved to push the tip of his dick inside you first and pause, just for a handful of seconds. 

Inadvertently, filling your cunt up with his body was one of his most cherished parts of fucking. 

There was something about the overwhelming feeling that took over his entire being when he felt your walls surround him concretely, soaking himself in all the gushy desire that had been building up inside you. 

He felt as if you had been waiting for him, and he loved to feel responsible for absorbing the aching that resided inside you as he bottomed himself out. 

Continuously, Kirby never took his eyes off you when he first thrust; the first time you had sex, he had to immediately take a break, the look on your face almost sending him over the edge completely. 

The sigh. 

The way your eyes rolled back. 

And he could always hear your vocal cords contract in the back of your throat in the slightest moan, but never strong enough to let it out.

It was almost inaudible, but it was there, and it drove him mad.

He loved being the only man that got to see you like this.

And you loved being the only one that got to notice the ritualistic thinking in your boyfriend, without fail.

His legs trembled as his pelvis came flush with your legs, pushing himself all the way inside you after feeling you clench once around the ridge of his head. 

Right underneath it, squeezing around him so deliciously as a signal for more. 

As soon as he saw that lovely look on you he was quick to throw your legs on his shoulders before he began thrusting steadily inside you. 

He tried to resist himself every time, and his efforts were never futile, but you knew they never lasted long. 

The more you showed your pleasure, the more he lost it. 

Kirby liked it deep and fast, and you were never one to complain about it. 

He let his head lull forward as he anchored a rhythm in his thrusts, his eyes squeezing shut in pleasure. 

“Oh, Kirby.” you moaned. “That feels so good, baby.”

He didn’t dare to look, feeling your hips begin to tilt forward already as you arched your back in the delight of his shoving inside you.

His brain went offline completely, letting all of the muscles in his face relax entirely, preoccupied only with the movement of his cock. 

“Keep talking, baby.” he uttered, almost whispering. “You sound like a fucking angel.”

The tremble in his deep voice was crystal clear, the knuckles of his fingers turning white as he gripped onto the flesh of your thighs. 

“I thought I was going to lose it today, babe. I wanted you so fucking bad.” you moaned, the leather quietly creaking as you angled yourself closer to him again. 

Kirby’s chest began to rumble, attempting to hold his moaning back as he stayed transfixed in the physical sensation of your bodies uniting. 

You could see him begin to sweat, flushing deeper every time he pulled out of you with a low, tight-lipped groan; a droplet lovingly trickled down the long hair strands that hung in front of his face before falling on your stomach. Every time they dripped onto you, it felt like you could hear a sizzle, your skin enveloped in lust as it flinched back with every single thrust.

It was nearly lovable how much he tried to control himself, always to no avail, but you could tell today, through your half-open eyes, that it wasn’t going to last long.

The reality was that the more he focused on the physical sensation, the hotter he got. 

The more relaxed you felt his whole body, the harder he became inside you, growing against your most sensitive spots. 

Quite curiously, the slowly blinking of his eyes open happened to come at the time your head fully tilted back, a glorious arch in your figure as your eyes fluttered closed. The muscles of his belly tensed at the coiling that he felt growing inside him, the only thing that was now softening being his jaw as he opened his mouth at the reverie of the woman reaching a  climax in front of him and underneath his touch.

“Oh fuck, like that, baby?” he asked, speeding up his movements just enough to let his skin stickily slap against you. 

“M-,m-,m-.”

Unfortunately for you, speaking was never your forte as you reached your edge. 

Fortunately for Kirby, it made him so horny he involuntarily hunched over, his body spasming as he swore he could see your pupils at the back of your head underneath your fluttering eyelids. 

He took the hint to increase his pace, slowly but surely, your shoulders trembling all the way down to your hips. His rough pubic bone came in contact with you, rubbing against your clit and exquisitely sending you over the edge. 

Your system went haywire as you came, sweet moans filling up the steamy car as you shook in pleasure underneath and around him, scratching his beloved leather seats. 

Any attempt to moan his name was inefficacious, but the effort was noticed by your boyfriend who pushed your convulsing legs further down, coming close to your face.

He had officially lost it, now dedicating himself to keeping you in this state as long as possible.

Kirby was able to somehow plant his feet against some steady surfaces of his luxury car, having the fresh ability to speed up, his eyes still stuck on your delirious elation that wouldn’t concede.

“Fuck, baby, you look so fucking good like this.” he moaned.

His muscular thighs tensed as he pounded into you, your cunt now gushing liquid all around him; you could only turn your head around as you sharply inhaled, letting the glee send sparks throughout your nervous system, your body moving on its own. 

It was so much that you both failed to feel the car shake with the power of his thrusts as he recognized the familiar creeping sensation begin to move inside him, his orgasm not far behind yours.

“This is-, this is-, fuck, baby, I can’t hold back.” he groaned, letting his forehead fall next to your head, his wet hair seeping sweat into yours. 

Finally, you managed the find the strength to move your fingers to the back of his neck, holding onto his hair for dear life as you began to descend back to earth.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

Kirby came loudly as he let himself go, shooting his hot and milky seed inside you with deep thrusts; roaring, he was noisy enough to be heard outside of the vehicle, but neither of you cared as he stayed inside you, flesh to flesh, his cock still twitching and painting your insides white. 

“Oh my fucking god, Y/N.” he said with his head still down before placing a kiss on your shoulder.

“I could say the same thing to you.” you laughed, smart enough to reach slightly above you and open the passenger door only a crack. 

The evening, fresh air barged its way into the stuffy car, the fog on the windows starting to disappear slowly. The change in temperature made Kirby snap up, deeply inhaling almost unknowingly before finding you.

“Good?” you asked, Kirby’s favorite smile looking right at him.

“Better than good.” he coaxed. “You’re a dream, Y/N.”

“You’re not so bad yourself, Dach.” you chuckled, an adoring kiss planted on your forehead.

“I love you.” he whispered into your skin.

“I love you.” you answered just as lovingly.

....

“Where do you want to go tomorrow, baby?”

[shy4turcs]

A Kirby and Cole threesome? Whew! If you tell me more maybeeeee I can come up with somethingggg

Okay okay (sorry this took forever I’ve been so busy)

kirby would be like full of teasing, edging, overstimulation definitely dom (groaning and grunting)

cole is just rough but sweet with praising, hair pulling. He’s a soft dom (he definitely whimpers)

Gotta have bratty reader (already in a relationship with Kirby)

Reader being bratty at some events or dinner constantly teasing Kirby until he gets frustrated and takes you home (let’s just say Cole n him share an apartment or something)

They don’t even make it to the bed room they end up on the couch (thinking Cole gonna stay at the event until late)

Kirby Teasing edging and overstimulating reader until Cole walks in…

I don’t really know for position but like

I’m thinking they would use toys like

cole holding the vibrator

kirby holding his girls thighs down while in missionary

Or like reader head hanging off as Cole face fucks her holding the vibrator to her clit as Kirby fucks her in missionary holding her legs down

ANYWAY if anyone down to write that for me I’d love you forever also if you do wanna write it n want more thoughts dm me!

[hockeysnapsgalore]

[theywantedplayer]

“Don’t tell me you’re fine, you’re bleeding” with kirby please 🫶🏼

MasterList

PromptList

You looked away for less than three minutes then your boyfriend Kirby took a high stick to the face. You were behind the players bench, since you were one of the medical staff on hand.

You looked up at the Jumbotron seeing blood drip down from the Bridge of his nose so you opened up the medical kit grabbing a wipe since the cut didn’t look that bad.

Do you watch does Kirby skated to the bench as the other team was charged with a minor for high-sticking

When’s Kirby was on the bench you try to look at his nose, but he kept shrugging you off

“It’s nothin, I’m fine” he tried to playoff

“ do not tell me that you’re fine, you’re bleeding Kirby” you told grabbing his chin, pulling it to face you

You dabbed up some of the blood, giving you a better look at his nose. Kirby went to grab a hold of your side, but you coughed, giving him a look.

No one knew that you two were dating only some of his clothes teammates dead so you both have to keep it professional

Kirby laughed in response, and you smiled back, laughing too. You cleaned up his nose putting a stretch Band-Aid on it to keep it safe for the rest of the game.

“ thank you” he nodded

“ your welcome”

[withwritersblock]

Love You Goodbye

~Love You Goodbye by One Direction~

Author's Note: listen it started out as something else and then it became the song by one direction. as always italics are flashbacks Summary: Kirby and Y/N break up Warnings: shouting, swearing, implied smut Word Count: 1,491 Kirby Dach x fm!reader

It had been a miserable few days. He was staying with Cole instead of his own apartment with his girlfriend. Or ex-girlfriend, he wasn’t sure which one she was. Cole walked into his kitchen, yawning dramatically as he stretched his arms out. 

“You’re still on my couch,” Cole rasped out as he walked towards his coffee maker on the counter. Kirby forced a smile as he sat up, rubbing his hand over his eyes.

“You said I could stay as long as I need,” Kirby mumbled as he took a sharp breath. 

Cole chuckled dryly before he spoke, “I said that because I thought you’d come to your senses and go back to your girlfriend.” Cole pulled two mugs from his cabinet as he started the pot of coffee. Kirby clenched his jaw. “I mean have you even tried to talk to her?”

He tilted his head back against the couch as he held the phone against his ear, hearing it ring and ring for the fifth time that morning. He clenched his jaw as he heard her voicemail again. He rolled his eyes as he clenched his jaw. After the beep he let out, “Baby, please-please call me back. Can we just talk?” 

“Yes, I’ve called her a thousand times and left like ten voicemails. She’s the one who hasn’t returned my calls.” Kirby countered as he ran his fingers through his hair. He tilted his head back as he watched Cole walk towards the couch with two mugs in his hand.

“Aren’t you the one that picked a fight?” Cole said as he handed Kirby the Suzuki mug. Kirby took it and rolled his eyes. “You started the argument and left, she has no reason to call you back,” Cole countered. Kirby took a sip of the coffee.

“Are you going to practice today?” she asked as she mixed the protein pancake batter she was making for themselves. Kirby shrugged his shoulders as he kept his gaze on his phone. “I’m sure the guys want to see you,” 

“I’m not in the mood,” he mumbled as he tossed his head back. She stared towards him, furrowing her eyebrows harshly.

“Do you have any one-on-one work today?” she asked as she poured some batter on the pan. 

“Not today, I’m gonna shower, I’ll eat later,” he snapped as he stood up from the couch.

“What is going on with you?” she questioned. He huffed as he rolled his eyes.

“I’m tired of you breathing down my neck! I don’t need you smothering me!” he shouted as he shook his head. She blinked rapidly as she nodded her head.

“I’m just trying to help you!” she countered.

“I don’t need your help, alright?! I’m tired of you asking every day how I am feeling, or if I’m going to practice or if I am feeling stronger! I’m so tired of everything coming out of your mouth being about the injury.”

“It’s all that’s on your mind, isn’t it?!” she shouted back, turning the stove off, “You are not you anymore! I’m sorry that I am trying to get my boyfriend back!”

“That’s such bullshit, just say that you don’t want me unless I’m playing!” he shouted walking towards her. She shook her head as she let out a breathy laugh. 

“Oh come on, Kirby! Do you really think that?” she said as she felt tears fill her eyes, “Do you seriously think that I am that shallow?!” 

“I don’t know! I mean all you ever talk about is how my damn leg is feeling!” 

“Has the thought ever crossed your mind that maybe I fucking care about you?! Maybe I just keep asking you about it because I know that is what is on your mind twenty-four-seven!” she shouted back. 

“It is on my mind all the fucking time, so maybe shut up about it!” he countered. 

She clenched her jaw as she met his gaze and felt her tears fall onto her cheek, “You know what, I will shut up about it. I want you gone,” she mumbled as she took a step towards him, scanning his features. 

“What?” he asked barely above a whisper. 

“Go stay with Cole or Nick or whoever! I don’t care!” she shouted again. 

“She asked me to leave,” Kirby said to Cole as he took another sip of coffee. Cole rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, well, you said she was smothering you,” Cole let out. Kirby took a sharp breath as his phone started vibrating beside him. He panicked as he reached for his phone to see Y/N was calling him back.

“Oh my god, Y/N,” he mumbled as he carefully placed the mug on the coffee table as he stood up bringing the phone to his ear, “Hey, I’m so sorry,” he muttered walking towards Cole’s bedroom to get some privacy.

“Hey, I’ve got my stuff packed up; you can come back to-”

“What-what are you talking about?” he asked as he felt his heart slamming against his chest. “What are you packing your stuff up for?”

“Kirby, I’m tired of being your punching bag when things go bad. I’m done,” she let out teary eyed. “I can’t do this anymore.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N, please don’t leave. Stay there, I’ll be right there and we can talk about it-”

“Kirby-”

“Please, let me make it up to you.” he begged as he walked out of Cole’s bedroom quickly. He reached for his keys on the counter as well as the slides sitting besides the front door. “I promise, just let me make it up to you, please,” 

“Kirby, I can’t. I can’t do this again-”

“It’ll be the last time, I’m sorry-”

“I can’t,” Y/N said before she hung up the phone. 

“Y/N, no-” he muttered as he pulled the phone away from his ear. “Fuck,” he mumbled. 

~~~

He walked into his apartment, teary eyed with the bag he brought over to Cole’s apartment. He clenched his jaw as he dropped his bag beside the counter, he lifted his gaze to see Y/N sitting on the couch. “Y/N, you’re still here,” he mumbled, breathy feeling his chest tighten. He walked quickly towards her as he sat down beside her. She lifted her head from her hands. 

“I was going to leave,” she let out while shaking her head, “And then I saw this,” she mumbled as she pointed towards the picture frame.

It was a photo of them on his draft day. He was wearing the Blackhawks jersey over his suit and the blackhawks hat on his head. He had a wide grin on his face as he was holding up the number three. He was squeezing her tightly to his side as she was squinting her eyes tightly with a wide smile. 

“I asked you to move to Chicago with me,” he muttered before he pressed his lips together. “And you did,” he hummed. She nodded her head slightly as her lips quivered. “I got traded to Montreal and you dropped everything to come with me,” he let out barely above a whisper. 

She met his gaze, his eyes were teary as he inched closer to her. “I never wanted to hurt you,” he mumbled as he scanned her features. 

“I know,” she mumbled as he hesitantly raised his hand and took a hold of her cheek. She tilted her head into his hand as she looked into his eyes. She leaned towards him and delicately kissed him. Her body straightened as she relaxed with his lips attached to hers. She adjusted her frame as she climbed onto his lap. Their lips remained connected as he cautiously ran his hands over her hips.

She pulled away as she rested her forehead against his, as their breath quickened. “Kirby,” she muttered as her lips quivered.

“I know,” he mumbled as he looked over her features. Her eyes stared towards his lips as she ran her thumb across his bottom lip. “I’m sorry for everything,” he said before he tilted his head back.

She rested both of her hands on his neck, “It was the best five years of my life, Kirby,” she said with a sad smile. He nodded.

“Mine too, I don’t know if I could’ve survived it without you,” he muttered as he looked deeply into her eyes. The last five years flashing in his mind. Moving in together at just eighteen. The countless injuries and the shock of the trade to Montreal. Moving to a place where they barely speak the language. The love they shared poured out in one moment. 

“One more,” she let out as her lips were brushing against Kirby’s. He urgently kissed her back, His hands holding her head in place as she grinded her hips against him. He was kissing her with so much passion and need that it felt like the world was ending. And maybe it was.

[pocketsizedq]

MY MASTERLIST

Anahiem Ducks

Lukas Dostal

Mason Mctavish

Trevor Zegras

Arizona Coyotes

**Maveric lamoureux

Boston Bruins

Jeremy Swayman

Buffalo Sabres

Joel hofer

Chicago Blackhawks

**Connor bedard

**Frank Nazar

Columbus Blue Jackets

**Adam Fantilli

Cole Sillinger

Montreal Canadiens

Cole Caufield

Kirby Dach

**Juraj Slafkovsky

New Jersey Devils

Nico Hischier

**Alex Holtz

Jack Hughes

**Luke Hughes

John Marino

Dawson Mercer

New York Rangers

Matt Rempe

Philadelphia Flyers

Jamie Drysdale

Cam York

Toronto Maple Leafs

**Fraser Minten

Matthew Knies

Joseph Woll

San Jose Sharks

William eklund

Vancouver Canucks

Quinn Hughes

UMICH

Luca Fantilli

Ethan Edwards

Mark estapa

**Rutger McGroarty

**Nick Moldenhauer

BC/U

**Macklin Celebrini

**Cutter Gauthier

**Gabe Perreault

**Will smith

**Ryan Leonard

* means they are a prospect for that team or not playing there yet

**under the age of 21. Even though I’m underage myself I will not be writing anything smut related about anyone under 21.

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[sc0tters]

Kinkmas 2023

Hello and welcome to my take on kinkmas, otherwise known as 12 days of smut as we lead up to that festive day in the year Christmas.

Whilst this account has only been around since July I wanted to have a moment where I thanked you all for the love and support that we have amassed here, truly never thought it was possible!

I am usually pretty free with who can be requested but this time round we have a few very important rules:

players can only be used once (this includes the threesome day too) so choose wisely!

players have to be in the NHL and have to be 21 or over.

as always this is on a first come first serve basis so get your requests in before all of the slots are taken!

so happy requesting and even happier reading my lovlies, have a great holiday!

𝟏. 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆

↳ matthew tkachuk

𝟐. 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐓

↳ sidney crosby

𝟑. 𝐒𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

↳ mikko rantanen

𝟒. 𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆

↳ nico hischier

𝟓. 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐆𝐄

↳ kirby dach

𝟔. 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄

↳ miro heiskanen and roope hintz

𝟕. 𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐓𝐎𝐘𝐒

↳ jack hughes

𝟖. 𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊

↳ matthew knies

𝟗. 𝐂𝐎𝐂𝐊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆

↳ quinn hughes

𝟏𝟎. 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐀

↳ trevor zegras

𝟏𝟏. 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐓 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘

↳ timo meier

𝟏𝟐. 𝐕𝐎𝐘𝐄𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐌

↳ arber xhekaj

[leaentries]

headcanons | kirby dach

SUMMARY: boyfriend!kirby

WARNINGS: some sexual content included

more boyfriend!player headcanons

✮. kirby is a giant teddy bear who wants to squish and cuddle you all day. literally, won’t let go of you if you’re hanging around the house. i mean, he is attached to your hip, whether you’re cooking, cleaning, doing work; kirby is there.

✮. he loves to cook with you! making all sorts of different meals and desserts. it’s one of his favorite things to do if you guys are hanging out at home. will always trying to and make you spill the bowl of ingredients by punching your sides or distracting you by other means. such as sucking hot, deep kisses along the side of your jaw and neck. he loves the way your hands will start to shake as he inches closer and closer to that sweet spot on your collarbone.

✮. having sex with him is either soft and loving, or needy and desperate.

✮. when he just wants to show you how much he loves you, it’s filled with sweet caresses and slow, languid thrusts that reach deep into your cunt. always ends up holding and intertwining your hands by your head while he hovers over you. loves to lick around your peaked nipples, taking each one into his mouth. presses his forehead into yours when you both reach that inevitable peak.

✮. other days, especially when he’s just gotten home from a roadie, it’s full of forceful thrusts and tugs. hands flying to grasp onto any part of each other you can reach. kirby leaves harsh hickeys down your chest while pounding into you from below. gripping your hips to hold you steady while he flips you over. his hand moves to grip the headboard while the force of your spasming walls sends him over the edge.

✮. on a lighter note, his aftercare is top-tier. i’m talking whispering sweet affirmations in your ear while he helps clean you up. will always make sure to run you a warm bath or shower. brings you snacks and water to replenish your energy before pulling you into his body where he’ll tuck you away while you fall asleep.

✮. i can see him being the perfect rainy day type of boyfriend. just sitting with him while you watch the rain cascade in a relaxing river down the glass windows. a warm blanket thrown over your shoulders while you guys talk about anything and everything.

✮. he will always have his hand in yours when you’re walking around places. will always drive, unless he physically can’t. but otherwise, not matter if it’s his car or your car, he will always be driving.

✮. also will constantly keep his hand placed firmly on your thigh when you’re in the car. will let you use the aux, even if he doesn’t 100% love the music you listen to. although, he will give you shit about it.

✮. pulls you into his lap at functions. crowded party? your seat is his lap. family dinner and you’ve run out of chairs? don’t worry, kirby’s lap is always open. team get-together? yep. you’re in his lap. and it’s not even a sexual thing, he just doesn’t want to leave you standing awkwardly. + why would he give up the opportunity to have your sweet ass on him?

✮. all in all, i need a kirby.

[heavenlyhischier]

i am obsessed with the video of kirby dach saying “oh i can get her there” it’s so bad

i want to write a smut abt it

[turcott3]

positions fics <3

hey guys! this is my first long commitment to writing and yes i am already stressed 😍 but please bare w me as ill probs release these randomly, but i hope you enjoy!! (these will not be released in album order im so sorry)

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shut up - (and) read these, thanks love ya!

34 + 35 - logan sargent*

motive - mason mctavish

just like magic - daniel ricciardo

off the table - charles leclerc

six thirty - tj hughes*

safety net - jack hughes

my hair - mackie samoskevich

nasty - trevor zegras*

west side - lando norris*

love language - jamie drysdale*

positions - lance stroll*

obvious - oscar piastri

pov - juraj slafkovský*

bonus tracks:

test drive - alex turcotte

worst behavior - cole sillinger*

main thing - kirby dach

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[behoright]

blog updates + masterlist

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masterlist

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back from unplanned (and uncommunicated - sorry guys!) hiatus. i'm going to spend some time cleaning everything up and catching up on tumblr, and then back to posting! i will probably make another update post to get yall excited about upcoming fics.

i cannot thank u enough for your love n support. coming back to a full inbox made my heart explode. i love yall. stay tuned my lovelies. as always, my inbox is opennnnn.

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[shy4turcs]

LISTEN HEAR ME OUT

Cole Caufield X Kirby Dach X reader threesome fic…

SOMEONE WRITE IT ILL LOVE YOU FOREVER

IDC THE PLOT OR KINKS I JUST NEED IT