Fic: Welcome to Detroit (Read the header)

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Title: Welcome to Detroit
Authors: Dee and Ginny 2wingsnuts
Warnings: RPS, explicit sex, multiple partners
Rating: FRAO
Team: Red Wings:
Pairings: Henrik Zetterberg /Emma Andersson, Nick Lidstrom /Emma, Tomas Holmstrom/Emma, Niklas Kronwall/Emma, Johan Franzen/Emma, Mikael Samuelsson/Emma, Andreas Lilja/Emma
Challenge: kink_bingo Prompt: Gang bang
Summary: The Swedes welcome Hank's fianceé to Detroit



"Warm enough?" Nick asked gently, his fingers sliding up the inside of her naked thighs. She nodded, her eyes wide in desire as he twisted the dildo inside her, flipping his thumb against her clit. She pushed down toward him. They slid slightly, the cold ice underneath the thick blanket hindering Nick's movements. "Emma," he said quietly. "Don't make me tie you to the goal post," he chastised and reached for a condom.

She nodded, her eyes watching his hands before looking over at the men on the bench. Watching and waiting their turn. It was tradition for them to welcome the wives this way - last season Hank had done this with Sammy's fiancée - and now it was her turn. She moaned as Nick rolled the condom onto his length and couldn't hide the desire, and need, racing through her as she jerked toward him.

Nick pulled the dildo free, dropping it to the ice. His hands were on the blanket on either side of her, she could just barely feel the warmth from them as he pushed into her with an easy motion. "So wet," Nick murmured.

She nodded and bit her lip, careful to stay quiet at his request, as she met his thrusts. She stared into his blue eyes and moaned again.

He leaned down, kissing her hard before starting an easy, slow pace.

She whimpered, clenching lightly around him as her world narrowed to just his light blue eyes.

"We're glad you're here," Nick promised. He pinched her nipples, looking for a reaction.

She breathed a moan, arching toward his hands. "Glad to be here," she whispered as her hips jerked toward his, pushing him deeper into her.

He groaned, his hands slipping along the blanket as they moved faster. "Emma," he moaned loudly as he pulsed inside her.

She gasped, whimpering loudly when he pulled out of her before she could come.

"Not fair," she whispered.

"The night's just beginning," he promised her. He gave her a quick kiss and pulled her up.

"Still not fair," she said quietly and glanced toward the bench. She took a deep breath and stepped into the shoes that were sitting on the edge of the blanket before letting Nick guide her toward the edge of the rink. She didn't know who was next but, if he was half as good as Nick was, she was definitely going to enjoy it.

"My turn," Homer grinned at her. He pulled her into his arms as kissed her deeply and reached down to tease her clit. "Only, for sure, if it's okay with you."

She moaned loudly, her body jerking toward his, and nodded. "Yeah," she breathed. "Are you going to let me come?" she asked softly.

"No," he smiled and guided her down onto the bench. "We want to keep you on edge."

She moaned in exasperation. "Not fair."

"Hank'll let you come," he promised and bit down gently on a nipple. "He'll let you come at least twice."

"But he's last," she protested, arching up against him.

"For sure," Homer laughed and kissed his way down her chest. He sucked lightly on the inside of her thigh before looking over his shoulder. "Condom?" he asked. "And it better be Swedish. I'm not having Annelie kill me, for sure."

She laughed. "They're Swedish," she promised him. "Hank and I brought a lot back with us."

"Excellent, for sure," Homer smiled and took a condom from Sammy. "You're beautiful," he told her and pushed two fingers quickly into her.

She pushed against his hand. "Bet you say that to all of the wives," she gasped.

He laughed and twisted his wrist. "For sure," he whispered. "It's true."

She cried out, his vision starting to blur.

He kissed her neck as he continued to tease her.

"Tomas," she whimpered and reached for him. "Please? Please stop teasing."

He guided her to the bench and helped her lay across it. "Teasing?" he asked before kissing her again.

"You're teasing me," she whimpered and groaned when he pinched her nipples gently.

"For sure I am," he laughed but finally pushed into her.

"Tomas," she moaned, wrapping her long legs around his waist. "Right there," she muttered.

He kept thrusting hard, turned on by the group that was standing around them.

"Welcome to the team," he whispered as he shuddered and pulsed deep inside her. He dropped a soft kiss to her neck as he pulled out just before she could finally find her release.

She moaned in despair. "Tomas," she protested.

"Not yet," he whispered and helped her up. "You've still got a few more," he told her as she was guided into the next set of arms.

"Where are we going next?" she asked her newest lover.

"The tunnel," Johan smiled and kissed her deeply. "Kronner lost the coin toss, so you got me next."

She kissed him back, her tongue running along his teeth as she pressed against him. "Lucky me," she grinned.

"You bet, lucky you," Johan agreed and grabbed her ass. "Lucky me too."

"Against the wall or floor?" she gasped.

Johan laughed and pushed her against the wall. "Right here," he answered and lifted her up.

She wrapped a leg around his hip as he braced them against the wall.

"Hold on," he grinned before groaning as another set of hands moved between them, sliding the condom onto Johan's erection. "Thanks," he panted. "But your hands are freezing."

"Sorry," Nick laughed.

"Need me to warm you up?" Emma asked and reached between them, wrapping a hand around his dick. "Don't want you to lose this. You might let me come."

”Not until Hank," Johan told her.

"It was worth a try," she admitted and pumped him slowly.

He moaned in desire. "Minx."

Emma looked over at Kronner and winked. "Are you next?" she asked as Johan batted her hand away.

"I'll be better than Mule too," he promised her.

"Not likely," Johan growled and pushed into Emma with a soft moan.

She moaned loudly as she clenched around him. She could see Hank watching as Johan started a face pace.

"She's holding up better than Sandra did," Sammy admitted as he placed a hand on Hank's shoulder.

"Want to come," Emma pleaded as Johan set a fast pace.

"Not yet," Johan gasped just before he came, shouting his release. He kissed her hard before pulling out and guiding her into Kronner's hands.

Emma whimpered and willingly let Kronner guide her to the floor. "I get you in the hallway," he whispered. "Right outside Babs' door."

"You get me in his office," Sammy told her as the group once more gathered around.

"And I'm in the showers," Andreas said softly as Kronner ghosted his fingers up the inside of her thigh.

"Wh-where does Henrik get me?" she moaned, struggling to focus on their voices.

"On the bench in front of his locker," Homer answered.

Kronner grinned and rubbed his thumb against her clit until she was thrashing beneath him. Just when she was about to come, he stopped. "You are something special," he whispered and grabbed the base of his dick and pumped a few times before he hissed his orgasm.

She gripped his shoulders as she tried to steady herself. "Not sure I can last," she warned them breathlessly.

"You will," Sammy promised and helped her stand. "I'll even give you a few minutes to calm down.

"Or you could let me come," she suggested, running her fingers down his arms.

Sammy shook his head. "Those are the rules," he whispered. "We get to come, drive you insane and then give you to your man where he makes you come while we all watch. He has to make you orgasm once per lover," he added and kissed her neck. "Just be thankful our wives aren't part of this."

"They wanted to watch," Homer added teasingly.

"You coulda said yes," Emma panted as she took several deep breaths. "Okay, I think I can do this two more times."

"Just think," Sammy said as he rolled the condom onto his dick. "Whenever we see Mike, we'll be able to think about what we did right here with you."

Emma laughed. "I bet you say that to all the girls you bring in here," she teased and leaned back against Mike's desk, her legs spread slightly. "Come on Sammy."

He pushed in an inch before stopping. "You're sure you're ready?"

"Yes," she growled and wrapped her hands in his hair, kissing him deeply.

He kissed her back but kept his pace teasingly slow and shallow.

"Mikael," she moaned.

"Not yet," he said with a small laugh.

She tried to push against him, knocking a stack of papers off of Mike's desk in her efforts. '"Yes now."

"Shh," Sammy laughed and slowly pushed deeper into her. "We don't want to stain Mike's desk."

"N-no," she agreed, closing her eyes. She was going to feel this for days, but she didn't care.

Sammy started pushing faster. "Emma," he breathed, his hands digging into her hips. "So wet."

"Big," she moaned to him. "Feel full. Fuck, Sammy, more. Please."

Sammy laughed. "Thanks," he muttered and started thrusting harder. "Soon," he promised. "You'll get Andreas soon."

"Wh-where will that be at?" she gasped, unable to remember what they had told her earlier.

"The showers," Andreas said with a small moan as Sammy grunted and pulsed inside her. "I get to clean you up for Henrik."

"Bring it on," she managed.

Hank stepped in and stopped them before they could go far. "You're amazing," he whispered before kissing her hard and bruisingly.

"I love you," she said simply and kissed him back. "But you better make me come so hard I pass out."

"The seventh time," he promised.

She smiled and leaned heavily against Andreas as she was lead toward the showers. "First, I fuck you," he grinned. "Then I clean you up and hand you back to your man."

"And then I'm properly welcomed?"

Andreas licked his lips slowly. "Unless you want to be welcomed again," he whispered.

"Can you ask me tomorrow?" she asked. She sighed softly as hot water hit her aching muscles.

"Of course," Andreas promised and guided her hands to the wall. "Trust me, I won't last long," he assured her, and she could hear the condom wrapper being torn open.

"Turned on from watching?" Kronner asked him.

"Yeah," Andreas replied and gently ran his finger between Emma's legs. "If you're too sore, or swollen, just say the word and we'll stop right now."

"I haven't come yet, we're not stopping," she said stubbornly.

Andreas chuckled and carefully pushed into her from behind, his finger rubbing slow circles on her clit to distract her. "We won't stop," he whispered and started a gentle rhythm.

Her hands slid over his hips as she matched the rhythm. "'Dreas," she moaned, barely heard over the spray of the water.

"You really are beautiful," he promised her. He pushed her hair back and sucked gently on the back of her neck as he started thrusting harder.

She struggled hard not to come, the previous five Swedes having already pushed her to the edge, but thought of Hank next and held back. She cried out with him when he came a few minutes later.

"You better not have came," he breathed in her ear. He smiled and turned her around, letting the warm water run down her back. "You ready for Hank?"

"I didn't and yes, more than," she assured him.

Andreas nodded and gave her a gentle kiss. He took the towel from Homer and gently dried her off. "You two are going to last forever," he whispered and guided Emma into Hank's waiting arms.

"I think I'm going to come as soon as you're in me," she warned him.

Hank smirked and guided her toward his locker. "Good," he whispered. "Cause I have six more times to make you come after that."

She braced her hands on either wall of the locker and spread her legs for him. She moaned when he teased her clit. "Stop teasing," she begged him.

"I don't want to," he smiled and grabbed a condom off the shelf in his locker. "Em," he breathed. "I'm too lucky."

"Let me," she whispered, taking the condom from him. She bent down and kissed the tip of his leaking dick before rolling it onto him.

"You're going to make me come," he growled when she leaned back. "I have things I have to do to you first."

She stood and wrapped her arms around him. "Take me," she whispered in his ear.

Hank nodded and sat down in front of his locker. He locked eyes with Nick, smirked, and carefully guided Emma down onto his erection.

She shuddered with desire, trying her hardest not to come. "Henrik," she moaned.

"You always feel so good," he whispered and kissed her deeply as he grabbed her hips.

She pushed against him, needing to be closer.

"It was so hard to just sit back and watch," he whispered. "But hot too."

"Felt good," Emma admitted. "But maybe, next time, I can come?" she requested and kissed him desperately.

"Come now," he breathed. He reached down, kneading her ass as he set a fast rhythm for her.

She nodded, her fingers digging into his shoulders. "Henrik," she moaned before screaming her release, clenching tightly around Hank as she finally came.

"Beautiful," he groaned. She could hear the others moaning around them but didn't care, all she could focus on was Hank inside of her and how good it felt.

"Again," Hank then encouraged as he rocked her against him. She noticed his teeth were clenched together and she knew he was struggling not to come with her.

She nodded and moved faster, their moans loud in the room as she felt him swell inside her. "Let me come again," she pleaded, her voice raised slightly.

He nodded and she cried out once more, her muscles clenching around him.

"Five more," Hank breathed. "I don't think I can make it that long."

"I'll make you come again," she promised him. "Come with me, Henrik."

Hank groaned and kissed her hard as he started moving faster, setting a fast pace. "Gonna," he growled and pushed in one last time. He swore silently as she clenched around him again, causing him to come with her.

She tangled her fingers in Hank's hair and pulled him down to kiss him hard. "Mine."

"Your's," he moaned and kissed her again. "I only have to make you come four more times," he said with a breathless laugh.

"You know," Homer grinned. "You don't have to use your dick, for sure."

"Sammy didn't," Nick said. "How many ways did your make Sandra come?"

Sammy laughed. "Four," he answered.

"Four?" Hank repeated. "Three I get. What's the forth?"

"Not telling," Sammy smirked. "You figure it out."

"Four ways, four more times," he told Emma.

"Five," she corrected him. "You're the seventh."

Hank groaned. "I'll be hard again by then, I hope," he muttered and pulled her close, kissing her deeply as he pushed a finger into her.

"I love watching," Kronner whispered to Mule.

"You just wait until it's your turn," Mule whispered back. "I think I'm next season."

"We'll start planning now," Kronner teased.

"Gee, thanks," Mule said dryly.

"Henrik," Emma cried out, her nails digging into Hank's shoulders, causing the men to refocus their attention to the two people currently in Hank's locker.

Hank had three fingers in her and was kissing her hard. "Come, my Emma," he ordered.

"Yeah," she whimpered and arched back, coming with a loud scream.

"You need any help?" Nick asked with a laugh.

"Is that allowed?" Hank asked him.

"You want me to take another turn with her?" Nick asked and smiled at Emma. "While you ... recover?"

She ran her fingers down Hank's cheek and told him, "It's up to you."

"Only because you're the captain," Hank said and kissed Emma gently. "Unless she doesn't want you again."

"Just once more," she told them, reaching for Nick.

Hank groaned. He was going to go insane from watching. He just knew it.

~*~*~

"Seven," Hank gasped as he and Emma moved against each other. She was still in his locker and he had the brief thought that he was going to have to wash the shorts and pads that had been left there before it disappeared into the haze of everything that was not the two of them.

"Seven," she moaned and grabbed his shoulders. "Love you," she breathed and rocked harder toward him.

"Gotta come," he gasped, feeling his balls tighten. He tweaked her nipples and he slammed in one last time, shouting her name as he came hard.

Emma shouted and collapsed against him as she came again. "Oh Henrik," she moaned and pulled back enough to kiss him weakly.

"Welcome to Detroit."

She laughed and looked up at the other Swedes behind Hank. "Thanks," she whispered. "You guys sure know how to throwing a welcoming party."

Homer kissed her cheek. "Thanks for being our guest of honor."

Emma smiled. She desperately needed a shower, and a hairbrush, but she was sedated deep into her bones. She slowly got up and glanced down at her engagement ring. She was definitely enjoying being engaged to Hank.

~End~