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hockeyplayer!chris and ballerina!reader taking a bath together (smut, fingering)

you’re exhausted. your body aches in that familiar, warm way after a long rehearsal, every muscle stretched and pushed to its limit. but you don’t mind — it’s what you love. ballet has been your world since you were little. and now, as you step out of the studio into the cool evening air, your world is waiting for you just outside.

chris is leaning against his car, arms crossed, still in his team hoodie and gray sweats, damp from his earlier practice. the streetlights catch the soft shine of his hair, and even though you’ve seen him like this a hundred times, he still makes your heart skip.

“hey, angel,” he smiles as you approach, voice low and warm. “hey,” you breathe, stepping into his open arms, melting against his chest as his hands slide around your waist. “practice was brutal today.”

he presses a soft kiss to your temple. “i know. i could tell just watching you stretch earlier. you push yourself too hard, baby.” you roll your eyes softly against his chest. “you’re one to talk, hockey boy.”

he chuckles, squeezing your waist gently. “true. but you’re the delicate one.”

“i’m not delicate.”

“no?” he teases, kissing your hairline again. “then how come i’m always carrying your sore little body home after lessons?”

you grin, letting him guide you toward the car. “maybe i just like being spoiled.”

“lucky for you, i like spoiling you.”

the drive is quiet, peaceful. his hand stays resting on your thigh, thumb tracing light circles over your leggings. you catch him glancing over at you a few times, his jaw tight like he’s holding something back. you know that look. he’s been patient all day. but you’ve both been busy — him with practice, you with rehearsals. tonight, though… you finally have time.

by the time you get to his house, you’re practically buzzing under your skin.

he helps you out of the car, hands steady and careful like always. you swear, no one can flip from aggressive athlete to doting boyfriend the way he can.

“how about a bath?” he offers softly, brushing some hair from your face once you’re inside. “relax those pretty muscles for me.”

you nod, eyes already soft. “please.”

he starts the water while you change out of your clothes, stepping into the bathroom where soft steam curls up into the air. the giant tub is filling quickly, warm and inviting. he strips down too, moving slow, eyes never leaving you. even though you’ve done this a dozen times before, you still blush under his gaze.

once the tub is full, he climbs in first, leaning back against the smooth porcelain, legs spread wide. he reaches for you with both hands.

“c’mere, angel.”

you step into the water, easing yourself down between his legs, your back flush against his broad chest, his arms immediately wrapping around you. you let out a breathy sigh as the heat soaks into your sore muscles.

his lips find your shoulder instantly, soft kisses pressed against damp skin. his big hands roam lazily, stroking your stomach, your thighs, the curves of your waist like he’s memorizing you all over again.

your head tips back against his shoulder as his hands slide up, cupping your breasts under the water, thumbs teasing your nipples softly. you gasp, hips shifting slightly against him.

“baby,” you whisper, breath shaky.

“shh,” he soothes, kissing behind your ear. “just let me take care of you.”

his right hand glides lower, between your legs, fingers ghosting over your folds beneath the water, barely touching at first. you whimper quietly, your hand gripping his thigh behind you.

his fingers find your clit, slow circles, gentle pressure. the water makes everything feel even more intense, every small movement amplified.

“chris—” you breathe, legs parting wider for him without thinking. “that’s it, angel,” he whispers, his left arm tightening around your waist, holding you firmly against his chest as he works you open. “so fuckin’ sweet.”

his fingers slide lower, dipping into you carefully, curling just right. your back arches slightly as his thumb keeps working your clit, your soft moans filling the quiet bathroom.

“you’re shaking already, baby,” he murmurs, his lips dragging along your jaw. “you need to cum for me, don’t you?”

“yes— please,” you whimper.

he starts to move his fingers deeper, curling, dragging against that spot that makes your whole body tense, his voice soft and dirty in your ear the whole time.

“look at you,” he growls, voice thick. “fallin’ apart just from my fingers. so fuckin’ pretty, angel.”

your breathing turns into soft, breathless gasps as your thighs tremble under the water, hips rocking up against his hand desperately.

“cum for me, baby,” he whispers. “make a mess on my fingers like the perfect little angel you are.”

the orgasm hits like a slow, rolling wave, building and cresting as you shake in his arms, your soft cries echoing in the warm, steamy room. he doesn’t stop, keeps his fingers working you through it until you’re clinging to his thigh behind you, completely spent.

he kisses your cheek, murmuring softly as you come down. “that’s my good girl.”

author’s note: i’m finally back!! hope you enjoy this little thing i wrote of my babies, missed writing them!

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uhm hello…? 😅😅

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no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while I gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling, teeth jitterbug, mind blogging, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy,moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious,gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell desolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, slendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening, devils tango even bro could cause a nuclear bomb inside me and I'd still ride.

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today’s vibe

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fuck, i love josh o’connor you guys.

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this is so soft launching bf!chris

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my heart 😔

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can I just say THAT I LOVED THE MATT AND YAPPER GF. THE KISSES TO SHUT HER UP IS SO CUTE. YOU'RE A GENIUS FOR THAT. please I love matt and I'm a yapper girly myself. defo following🤭

thank u so much! i really appreciate itttt

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room reveal (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

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having unholy thoughts rn

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can i ask how you do the instagram stories? is it a template or an app? 😅

i used picsart!

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all day, all night, and every hour in between or whatever he said

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chris in a suit chris in a suit chris in a suit chris in a suit chris in a suit

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this is how hockeyplayer! chris shows up at ballerina! reader’s ballet shows

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pls pls pls spam my inbox w hockeyplayer! chris and ballerina! reader

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i am NOT a patrick zweig apologist he did NOTHING wrong in the first place!!!