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keeps me wanting more.
Pairing: Ryane Clowe/Joe Pavelski {Sharks}
Rating: R
A/N: They never leave my mind. xP
Ryane’s POV:
He went behind the net, threw me a pass as fast as he could while Kipper was still open on the left side. The puck hit my stick and it shot off, barely missing. Kipper caught it, point blank.
I saw the look in Pavs’ eyes. The score was 2-4 and we were trying to battle back from being down 0-4. It could be 3-4 right now, but nope. The score remains what it is. I look back at Pavs, close my eyes and lower my head. Next shift. Next shift we’ll get it.
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Joe’s POV:
“Ryane, it’s not your fault.”
“Yeah, at least I could have made the score look better for us.”
“Pussy.”
“Did you…just call me a pussy?”
“I did.”
He tilts his head to his right shoulder, moves his eyebrows weirdly, then rolls his eyes and curves his lips.
I walk up to him and look him right in the eyes. His hands twitch slightly at his thighs, lips part.
My hips pressure into his, my hands coil around his waist and pull him towards me.
“You know…” I say deeply, working my hands down into his jeans… “GODDAMN! Why do your jeans seem to get tighter every time!?!”
“Want some help down there Pavs?”
“I got it, thank you very much.”
“Alright, alright.”
“Jeez. You in a hurry or something? God.”
“Just take off my damn pants, Pavs.”
“I was doing that before your damn dick made it impossible.”
“My dick?”
“No offense, it’s just really fucking huge.”
“Compliment?” He said, raising his eyebrows.
“Yes, I suppose it is a compliment.” I sighed and looked at him, letting his jeans slip out of my hands and onto the floor.
He stepped his feet out and stood there. I had a feeling he loved this part-he got to show off his muscular legs and pose half nude in front of me.
“Go on, stare.”
“I don’t need invitation.”
I started taking slow steps away from him; he followed and tackled me to the ground, holding me tight.
“Going somewhere?” He taunted.
I made a nasally “Grr”, he had me pinned beneath him. I started squirming and he loosened his grip. He ripped off my pants and boxers with a free hand.
I bit down hard on my tongue as he found my opening and jammed his dick inside me. It hurt like a bitch.
My eyes watered, the devilish look on his face made me think he’d been waiting for this, certainly he was taking pleasure doing it to me.
I could feel him getting harder and harder and then it hit.
“ RYANE!” I screamed, my eyes feeling like they were bulging out of their sockets.
He pulled out slowly- it hurt more than him putting it in.
I flopped onto my backside, like a fish that had just been reeled in and set on the deck. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest.
Once he realized I wasn’t going to get up he rested his head on my beating abdomen and ran his hands up to my pectorals.
“Am I still a pussy?” he said, smirking.
“You never were.” I panted.
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To be a fly on the wall in their bedroom.
I love that you made them jokey with each other, but also serious, and then still had Ryane's frustrations from the game apparent in the way he took Joe like that. (I totally almost called him Joey there, force of habit, hahah!)
Love it! I think between you, me, and
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i figured ryane needed revenge. ;]
haha, i'll let you call him joey.
i always squeel when a new sharks fic comes out on here, because they're so rare, but all three of us are bring it back, ya? :'D
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Wow. Something about Ryane being all frustrated and domineering and "grrr" is hot.
More? :)
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But wow... This totally makes up for it. Times ten. The humor in the beginning is fantastic, but what can you do? Boys will be boys! (Hot, sexy Shark boys who need to get it on more often like the rest of their team)
THIS IS LOVED and everyone should write more Sharks! They deserve it! (And make them play better hopefully)
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Really hot too, Ryane being all domineering....very hot.