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Literally anything just keep it cumming

Anything, you say? 👀

How about Willy being so turned on at the thought of you that he gets all distracted at practice and needs to take it out on you the second he gets home 🤭💗

Warnings: smut!, body worship, cum play, unprotected sex, a hint of dom!william

It’s safe to say William Nylander is obsessed with you.

From the softness of your thighs to the fullness of your lips, he spends every moment of every day thinking about you and your body. The second you part ways, his mind begins working overtime to cope with the loss of the feeling of your body next to his.

He tries really hard to focus on his work, to get through practice and team meetings without falling victim to the picture of your bare body searing its way through his brain.

But he stumbles.

Multiple times throughout the day he would catch himself fantasizing about you. From the way your hands feel on his skin, to the seductive way your clothes stretch over the valley of your hips. He gets lost in a haze; the thought of you clouding his mind so deeply it made it hard to focus on anything else.

Unable to pull himself together fully, his teammates begin to take notice of his distracted nature. Calling him out and teasing him for having his head in the clouds. They don’t mean any harm by the taunting, knowing that he was fully capable of locking in and getting the job done when he needed to, but the gentle prodding was enough to rile Will up inside.

That’s why when he comes home, there is a heavy, charged energy that engulfs him so wholly you couldn’t help but notice the second he comes into your view.

He was frustrated.

You had invaded his every thought and action throughout the day, haunting him with desire and need, driving him absolutely crazy. And yet here he found you in the kitchen, going about your day clueless to the spell you had him under.

It’s no use trying to greet him, or attempt to talk about his day, he has a mission. And that mission was to make all of his day dreaming a reality.

His lips meet yours, and you are surprised at the intensity, your hands tangling desperately in the fabric of his tee shirt, holding on for dear life.

He groans into the kiss, pressing his tongue past your lips, swallowing your sounds of surprise.

He backs you into the countertop, hands gripping your shoulders tightly. He leans his body onto yours, pressing flush against you.

“You feel that? That’s what you’ve been doing to me all day. Driving me crazy.” He mumbles against your lips, grinding into you roughly.

He’s hard, and by the way he’s acting, he must have been this way for a while now. His thick member protrudes out, warm and stiff on your thigh.

“I’m sorry babe.” You coo, moving a strand of hair off his forehead. “But you have me now. Want to tell me what was making you so worked up?” Your finger trails from his face down to fiddle with his earring.

Fire lights in his eyes, a wide grin cracks his face.

“You.” He smiles, hands dropping from your shoulders, down to your hips, rubbing soft circles over your clothes with his thumbs. “Your body…” He continues, placing a hot opened mouth kiss to your neck. Your fists tighten in his shirt. A strangled whine escaping your lips.

The sound fuels him, and his hands begin to creep up slowly, dipping under your shirt.

“Was thinking about taking you raw.” He pauses, gauging your reaction. When he catches the subtle movement of your thighs clenching together, he swipes a rough thumb over the fabric of your bra, eliciting a needy groan from you. “Thinking about filling that pretty pussy with my cum.” Your eyes flutter closed, your knuckles white from the tense grip you had on his shirt, your body practically vibrating from just his words.

“Are you imagining it now sweetheart?” He asks, leaning in to whisper in your ear, continuing to squeeze and knead your breasts over your bra.

You nod, unable to speak. Your body is on fire, his words like gasoline, fueling the flames.

“That’s how it was for me all day.” He explains, moving to nudge a knee in between your legs, adding some pressure to your aching core. You gasp at the contact, the vegetables you were prepping earlier long forgotten on the counter behind you.

“Couldn’t focus on anything.” He reaches around to unclasp your bra as he speaks, wanting to get you worked up with his words, but also wanting to see you naked as soon as possible. “Too busy thinking about my cum leaking out of you, making a sticky mess all over those perfect fucking thighs of yours.” You groan into his touch, hips bucking against his leg. The images he was describing sending your brain into orbit.

“I want that.” You plead, moving your hands from their position on his shirt to either side of his face, staring deeply into his oceanic eyes. “Please Will. Want you to cum in me.”

He stills, his hands leaving your unclasped bra and rumpled tee shirt to trail down to your sides.

“Say that again.” He demands, his eyes growing dark, the thigh of the leg currently pressed against you flexing tensely, causing the wetness there to grow even more.

You swallow thickly, loving the way he was ready to snap.

“I said. I want you to cum inside me. Make me a panting, trembling mess. Fuck me so good I forget my own name.” You all but sing your request to him, knowing the dirtier your words, the more he won’t be able to contain himself.

His resolve finally slips, and he couldn’t stop himself if he tried. Your words and body pressed against him being too much for his brain to handle, and before you know it, he has you thrown over his shoulder, his hands wrapped securely around your thighs as he carries you to the bedroom, a look of determination etched into his face, no doubt.

You land in the center of the bed, and you instantly sit up to finish what Willy had started in the kitchen, tossing your shirt and bra somewhere behind where he stood, looking down at you hungrily.

“Fuck, your tits are so beautiful.” His eyes are transfixed on your bare chest, so enamored with your body.

“They’re a little cold.” You hum, your own fingers coming up to dance along the skin of your breasts. “Why don’t you come warm them up?”

Your invitation is immediately answered as he joins you on the bed, his large, warm hands meet your skin quickly.

He places one sweet kiss to your sternum before attaching his mouth to your peaked nipple, sucking harshly against your skin.

You gasp again, hands trailing up his back to tangle into the softness of his hair, tugging tightly as he works over your nipple in his mouth.

“Love these tits.” He hums, trailing warm saliva around your skin as he moves to taste your other nipple. “They’re mine.” He growls, teeth grazing your skin.

You moan at the contact. Squirming beneath him, the heat between your legs growing unbearable.

“All yours.” You babble, pushing his head closer to you, desperate for more. “I am all yours. Use me Will.”

He lets out a primal sound, your skin in his mouth muffling the noise.

“Need to fuck you.” He mutters, pulling away from your breasts.

You nod up at him, fingers dropping to pull at the hem of his shirt. His movements are fast, fueled by the burning in his lower abdomen, consuming him in desire and need.

Before you know it, he is bare, hovering above you, his large fingers pulling at the waistband of your pants, dragging your underwear along with them.

The urgency and need to be inside you clouds his mind, and your heart throbs at the sight of him, a man on a mission, so desperate to be inside you and feel you.

His eyes trail up and down your body, hungrily taking you in, his hands now following, roaming from your thighs up to your stomach and over your breasts.

You arch into the contact, squirming beneath him.

“Please.” You moan out pathetically, his gentle touch on your skin not doing much to ease the ache in your bones.

“Tell me what you want.” He demands, voice cool, but his touch on your neck warm as his fingers curl around your throat gingerly.

“Want you to fuck me Will. Please, I need it so bad. Want you to fill me up and cum inside me.” Tears prick the edges of your eyes as you beg, your pussy throbbing painfully in need.

A devilish smile creeps its way across his face.

“That’s my girl.” He praises, the weight of his hand resting on your neck soothes you, reminding you he was in control, he was going to take care of you. You look up at him through your lashes, gazing lovingly as he gives himself a quick pump before lining up at your soaking entrance. You are so aroused by him, that the second his tip is protruding your heat, your body is welcoming him wholly, his words were foreplay enough to have you wet and ready to accept him.

He sinks his bare length inside of you slowly, the stretch sends pleasure through your entire body in waves, lighting your skin ablaze in satisfaction.

“Fuck, William.” You cry, nails digging deep into the flesh of his broad back.

He lets out a stuttered breath as your walls clench tightly around him. The feeling of your velvet muscles fit snug around him driving him crazy.

“You’re so tight.” He groans, eyes screwing shut as he attempts to savor this feeling.

You whine below him, searching for friction. The movement shoots a wave of bliss throughout his body, and his hips jerk at the feeling.

You moan out, digging your nails deeper into his back, and he begins thrusting inside you.

His pace is relentless, the pent up frustration from throughout the day spilling over as he fucks you.

You hold onto him for dear life, your fingers pressed into his back enough to keep you grounded, mind focused on the pleasure of him drilling inside you.

He shoves his other hand between you, his thumb harshly begins rubbing messy circles over your clit as he continues thrusting deeply inside of you.

It’s sloppy and raw, his movements chaotic and disheveled as his body works on auto pilot, chasing the pleasure roughly instead of patiently savoring it.

You don’t mind, desperate to feel relief from the aching desire in your core.

His hips clash against yours aggressively, and you feel his cock hit your sweet spot, deep inside your wrecked body.

“Right there.” You cry, bucking up to meet him feverishly.

He takes note, adding more pressure to your clit as he thrusts into you again, deeper than before.

“Oh my god.” You clench around him, unable to speak as the heat in your belly reaches its peak.

“That’s it y/n.” He muses, falling into a rhythm where every thrust hits you exactly where you need him. “Cum for me baby.”

And you do.

The fire in your stomach engulfs you, setting the room ablaze in a euphoric haze as you release around him.

Your orgasm hits you hard, and the way you tighten and clench around him as you hit your peak has him reeling.

He continues to thrust inside you, thumb pressing firmly against your clit as you ride out your high.

The noises falling from your lips and the gentle sting of your nails on his back send him over the edge.

His thrusts become even sloppier as he looses control inside of you.

His warm, hot seed fills you and the feeling is overwhelming.

You convulse beneath him, chest heaving erratically as you attempt to catch your breath, too many sensations inundating you with pleasure.

He’s not done yet, gently pulling off and out of you, causing you to shiver and let out a huff in confusion, your hands fumbling pathetically for him.

He scrambles down the bed, hands on your knees as he gingerly pushes them up to bend towards you, your legs spreading open wide.

The noise he makes is primal, a deep guttural groan as you feel what his eyes must be trained on.

Your flushed cheeks heat up in embarrassment, picturing the filthy scene in your head as the air hits your freshly used hole.

William’s fingers tighten around your legs, his eyes transfixed at your enterance as a large string of his cum drips out of you, painting your folds in his creamy white seed.

“It’s prettier than I could ever imagine.” He explains in awe, hypnotized by the sight in front of him.

You whine and throw an arm over your face, the post orgasm feeling creeping into your bones, making it harder to speak or think.

You hear him shuffle at the edge of the bed, and for a moment, his touch abandons you. You sit up, your gelatinous arms screaming at you as you attempt to hold yourself up.

He is back before you can register where he went.

“Relax angel, I got you.” He reassures, sending you a soothing glance before placing a gentle kiss to your kneecap, rubbing a soft circle into your skin with his thumb.

You let your arms give out from under you and settle your head back against the plushness of the pillows.

He lays back down on the mattress, head level with your entrance as he stares lovingly at the mess he created there.

He gingerly places his fingers around you, spreading you open so that more of his release spills out of you.

It’s dirty, and your mind is too far gone to find the words to object him, so your eyes flutter closed, waiting for him to be done playing with your spent pussy.

He shifts, and the shutter sound of an IPhone camera going off has your eyes shooting open.

“You did not just take a photo of me.” You shriek, sitting up so quickly your head begins to spin.

Will has the biggest, brightest smile on his face as he looks up at you, phone in hand.

“You look so pretty y/n.” He coos, flipping the screen around to show you. “Look how gorgeous you are, filled up with my cum. Needed a little souvenir for the next time you distract me during work.”

You don’t know if it’s the way he looks so incredibly pleased with himself, or the way you know he’s always begging for dirty pictures for when he’s away on a roadie, or if it’s just the way your eyes are glued to the screen in front of you, the picture stirring arousal deep within you for the second time today, but you can’t be mad at him.

“Alright lover boy, you better enjoy that picture because I need to get cleaned up.” You sigh, swinging your legs over the side of the bed, heading towards the shower.

“I’ll join you!” You hear him giggle behind you, scrambling to follow you into what most likely will not be the productive bathing you had hoped for.

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