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Puck Me Hard Public Display Of Horniness
Noah’s P.O.V.On the way back to the lake house, my stomach grumbled quite loudly, reminding us that we didn't have breakfast so Dorian rolled up to this little breakfast cafe off the highway, some hole-in-the-wall spot with checkered floors and the smell of bacon thick in the air. I slid into the booth across from Dorian, and the second our eyes locked, it was like some sappy butterflies in the stomach type of shit, straight out of a movie—Dorian kept giving me these damn looks. Eyes soft, lips twitching in that lazy, knowing smirk. It made my stomach tighten, not with nerves, but with something sweeter.. He grinned at me, all messy red hair and sharp green eyes, and I couldn’t believe I’d ever thought happiness like this was off the table. Out here, miles from hockey, from the team, from my dad’s bullshit, I could just… be myself, Noah Carter. Not the star hockey player or the Golden boy captain. No masks, no pressure. Just me and him, and it felt so fucking good I almost didn’t
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Noah's P.O.VFucking disgusting queers.My fists clenched around the wet paper towels, making them squelch in my grip, and I felt the heat crawl up my neck. but it wasn't from embarrassment this time. it was Rage and it burned through the last shreds of humiliation clinging to me gotten from that wet spot on my jeans clinging to me like a fucking badge I hadn't asked for. I dropped the tissues, letting them splat to the floor, and squared my shoulders, stepping into his space till we were chest to chest. He was bigger, sure, reeking of cheap beer and even cheaper hate, but I didn't give a shit... For the first time, I now understood just how Dorian must have felt when Matt kept putting him on the spot."Say it again," I growled, locking my eyes on his. A flicker of surprise flashed quickly through his eyes as though he hadn't expected me to push back. And from the experience I'd had with Matt, I knew guys like him never do. They think they could spit their poison and walk away with no
최신 업데이트 : 2025-03-03Puck Me Hard The truth.
Dorian’s P.O.V.I was scrubbing my hands under the lukewarm water, the soap suds swirling down the drain, and all I could think about was how fucking perfect that day had been. Noah—shit, that golden boy had burrowed under my skin, deeper than I’d ever let anyone get. The lake house, the drive, the perfect time we had skiing together, his dumbass laugh when I burned my tongue on that shitty diner coffee earlier—it was the best damn time I’d ever had with anyone, hands down. Even with the mess of what had happened in the bathroom with that bigot and also with Noah bolting out after and sharing how vulnerable he was about coming out, it had been… fuck, it had been good. Too good. My chest tightened with it, and I hated that. The whole damn day was supposed to be a play to reel him in, disarm him, make him fall so hard for me he’d never see the knife coming. But standing there, water dripping off my hands, I couldn’t lie to myself. It had been fucking lovely, and a piece of me, some wea
최신 업데이트 : 2025-03-06Puck Me Hard End of the day
Noah’s P.O.V.The second Dorian pinned me to the wall and smashed his mouth against mine, my anger didn't just flare, it fucking erupted. My blood roared in my ears, a defending thump-thump drowning out the hum of the marquee lights flickering overhead. If he expected me to be melt into his arms, then he was surely mistake. I wasn't a swooning rookie falling for his bullshit anymore. No fucking way. I was done being his toy. I bared my teeth against his mouth and bit down hard into his lower lip, sinking into the soft flesh until I felt it split, copper flooding my tongue. . My hands shoved at his chest, all lean muscle under that faded jacket, but he didn’t back off. He groaned, a low, guttural sound that vibrated against my teeth, and bit me back, his own teeth slicing into my lip. Blood smeared between us as we tore apart, chests heaving, blue eyes locked on green.I didn’t give him a second to breathe. My fists were already flying, slamming into his pale, freckled face, that buzzc
최신 업데이트 : 2025-03-07Puck Me Hard Second chance.
Noah’s P.O.V.The drive back to the lake house was like moving with a pressure cooker, and the air between us was thick with unspoken fury, well, mostly from me. I slouched in the passenger seat of stupid rented beat-up Chevy, arms crossed over my chest, my biceps flexing under my jacket as the tension refused to leave my body. The hum of the engine rattled through the silence, and my jaw ached from clenching it so hard, teeth grinding like I could chew through steel. My lips still throbbed, split and swollen from that feral kiss outside the theater, the taste of his blood lingering on my tongue.Meanwhile Dorian was gripping the wheel so hard his pale knuckles turned white, that red hair catching the faint glow of every passing streetlights. His green eyes stayed fixed on the road, but I could feel the heat radiating off him—anger, yeah, but something else too, something that made my skin prickle.He broke the silence first, voice rough as gravel. “You really going back to campus? I
최신 업데이트 : 2025-03-09Puck Me Hard All The Way
DORIAN'S POVAfter everything I did, I shouldn’t be on my knees for him, shouldn’t be letting my hands shake as they worked the button of his jeans. But I was. Because Noah Carter—Noah fucking Carter—was looking at me like I wasn’t the bastard who’d spent years hating him, wanting to ruin him. He was looking at me like I was something worth trusting again. And I didn’t deserve it nor did I deserve him. But I wanted him more than I wanted my next fucking breath.With clumsy fingers, I pulled down his zipper, carefully lowering is jeans past his hips. This was a second chance that Carter was giving me and whilst it was everything I wanted, I felt guilty as hell because there was one more thing I was hiding from Noah, and if Noah found out, he would never look at me the same way. Two weeks ago, if you asked me how I'd feel after having my way with Noah and hurting him, it wouldn't be gutted and torn apart on the inside. Because that exactly was the plan, to use and dump him, making hi
최신 업데이트 : 2025-03-11Puck Me Hard Making love.
DORIAN'S POV:“Good boy,” I dragged my lips over his jaw, peppering soft kisses along the sharp cut.Noah’s breath shuddered out of him. His legs trembled where they were spread wide, knees falling open, fingers still buried inside himself. His cheeks were flushed red, freckles I didn't even know he had blooming darker across them. Seeing the line of his throat slick with sweat, I couldn't help myself from leaning down further and licking the saltiness. God, I couldn't believe Noah fingered himself for me, just to prove he was ready for me to fuck him. Hockey captain allowing himself to be so fucking vulnerable with me even after discovering what I did on that app.Feeling a lump tighten in my throat, I cupped his jaw, thumb dragging across his kiss-swollen mouth. “Let me take over now, okay? ”He exhaled and slowly nodded. "Okay?" I kissed him then—slow, unhurried, nothing like the desperation we’d torn through each other with minutes ago. This was different. This was me telling him
최신 업데이트 : 2025-03-12Puck Me Hard AFTERHOURS
Dorian’s P.O.VWe've been at it for hours and the sheets were a mess, sticky and damp with sweat and cum, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. Noah was sprawled halfway over me, his golden hair tangled and damp. His lips were red and swollen from hours of kissing and biting while he traced lazy circles over my chest with his fingers. Specifically my nipples like he couldn’t decide if he wanted lazy cuddling or drive me out of my mind.My cock was useless, drained after what felt like hours of fucking, but Noah didn’t seem to care. His hand slid lower sometimes, brushing over it, and even though I didn’t have anything left, it still twitched. Fucking cracy how i never seemed to get enough of this guy. The thought made a lump form in my throat and I immediately forced away the voice reminding me of my plans before I ruined the moment.“Jesus,” I finally muttered and caught his wrist when they gripped my balls, groaning as his lips curved into that sly, boyish grin that drove me nuts. “
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Puck Me Hard Mark?
Noah's POVChristmas Eve, and I felt like roadkill that had been rained on, run over twice, and forgotten on the side of the road. My nose was clogged, my head was pounding, and my limbs felt like they’d been stuffed with wet socks. The apartment echoed with silence and I just felt so fucking miserable..Liam had left for “practice” three days ago. Practice. On Christmas week. Sure. I wasn’t stupid. Even NHL players got time off for the holidays. But I didn’t ask questions. It was his place, not mine. He could go to Jupiter and I’d still have to be grateful for the four walls and overpriced furniture.I shuffled to the door like a corpse when the bell rang, dragging the blanket off the bed with me like it was my emotional support animal. A tissue hung out of my nostril, clutched in one hand like my last shred of dignity.I was already mentally preparing myself for the sight of a package guy or maybe Mark, here to guilt-trip me into watching Elf for the fifth time. But when I opened th
Puck Me Hard Go Get Him
Dorian’s POV“Twenty-nine... thirty.”The bar slammed back into place with a satisfying clang, my arms trembling slightly from the weight. My chest rose and fell, slick with sweat, and I laid there on the bench for a second, staring at the ceiling of the mostly empty university gym like it had answers. It didn’t.Groaning, I wiped my face with the towel I slung over the rod, then sat up and shook out my arms. The pain was good. It kept me focused and grounded. It had only been a week and a day since I started seriously training again, but my body was already responding—bulking, hardening, becoming familiar again. Something I could control. conditioning and playing ice hockey for the last few weeks of the championship season also helped a lot.Anyhow, I made my way to the floor-length mirror at the far end of the gym, bare-chested, my joggers hanging low on my hips. My reflection stared back at me and not to be a conceited asshole but I was impressed. My arms which had begun to thin wh
Puck Me Hard Someone I used to be.
NoahIf you favoured Minnesota in the winter, the beautiful snow covered scape and curling up in front of a fire place with a hot whipped coffee, then you'd definitely find Miami offensive as fuck. It was less than a week to Christmas and the sun was out. It wasn’t even noon and it was already making a damn spectacle of itself, glaring down on my windshield like I owed it money. I had the AC blasting, sunglasses on, and I was still squinting like a mole dragged out of his burrow.it was insane. The only tell tale sign it was winter was definitely the over the top decorations along every single building I'm driving past and the string lights around trees that'd be lighted up at night.My phone suddenly buzzed where it was mounted on the dash, dragging me from my observation. I tapped the screen and my second bestfriend's name flashed across it. biting back a grin, I answered the call but before I could even say hello, her voice exploded through the car like a battle cry.“NOAH FUCKING
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Dorian's P.O.VIf I thought the Carter mansion looked stunning at night, it was even more ridiculous in daylight. It wasn't just an house but an estate, looking like something off a postcard. I sat behind the wheel of Susie’s tiny car, jaw slack as I stared up at the sprawling estate. Massive hedges shaped into clean-cut shapes of cherubims. The last time it had been in shapes of chess pieces or I may have been mistaken looking at it in the night. Anyway, the pillars gleamed like they were carved from marble, and a few people in uniform swarming the front lawn like busy bees, stringing up massive Christmas garlands. It was literally a whole operation. Frosted wreaths, gold-dipped reindeers, strings of lights being looped over every surface that could take them.Of course, they had a whole staff for this. Rich people didn't climb ladders to decorate their house for Christmas. It was just perfect I caught them at this time. Shit.I opened the car door and stepped out, my shoes muted
Puck Me Hard apology to readers.
Hello guys! Author here! I'm so sorry about the last chapter. I would love to launch into an explanation of why that happened but the words count for "authors notes" is very limited. (But it's a honest mistake.)It won't happen again and to show I'm really sorry.I'm making the next chapter free and adding it to this note.so here.Championship Season.Dorian's P.O.VDORIANThree weeks laterI shoved the door open with my shoulder, the tiny bell jingling in that annoying, rusty way it always did. The strip mall lights outside cast long shadows across the linoleum floor. Everything smelled like synthetic pine and warm plastic—exactly like a place that sold discount dish soap and almost expired soda should.At the front desk, Susie didn’t even look up. Her eyes were glued to the little TV mounted up in the corner like a shrine. Snorting at the reindeer jacket she had on--please it looked absolutely ridiculous --I blinked, pausing halfway into the store. That was me on the screen, liftin
Puck Me Hard Choosing Myself
Noah's P.O.V The long drive from campus to my home felt like a slow trek to my own execution. By the time I pulled up to the front of my family’s mansion, the same looming, white-stoned fortress I'd grown up in, it had gotten even darker. My tires crunched over the long winding driveway which was filled with floodlights along the stone paths down which cut through the Late night November darkness. I killed the engine, and left my hands on the steering wheel, breathing in and out. For a second, I just sat there, staring up at the massive house like it was about to swallow me whole. It was like a giant beast carved into hill, the many floor-to-ceiling glass windows reflecting lights causing the house to glow all by itself. Beside me, Dorian whistled low from the passenger seat. "Jesus," he muttered, turning to me with raised brows. "You lived here your whole life?" He shoved the door and stepped out, craning his neck to take it all in; the ivy wrapped columns, the massive lak doors
Puck Me Hard Choosing Myself
Noah's P.O.VThe long drive from campus to my home felt like a slow trek to my own execution. By the time I pulled up to the front of my family’s mansion, the same looming, white-stoned fortress I'd grown up in, it had gotten even darker. My tires crunched over the long winding driveway which was filled with floodlights along the stone paths down which cut through the Late night November darkness.I killed the engine, and left my hands on the steering wheel, breathing in and out. For a second, I just sat there, staring up at the massive house like it was about to swallow me whole. It was like a giant beast carved into hill, the many floor-to-ceiling glass windows reflecting lights causing the house to glow all by itself.Beside me, Dorian whistled low from the passenger seat."Jesus," he muttered, turning to me with raised brows. "You lived here your whole life?" He shoved the door and stepped out, craning his neck to take it all in; the ivy wrapped columns, the massive lak doors and
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Noah's P.O.VThe bass thudded so hard through the walls it rattled the red Solo cup in my hand. I wasn't even sure what I was drinking anymore but it clearly was something sweet and carbonated that burned my throat going down. It didn’t matter anyway because I was here to get shit faced drunk and forget why I even was alive.I leaned back against the wall of the sorority house, blinking against the strobe lights flashing through the crowd. There were bodies all around me. Everyone was sweaty, drunk and sloshing drinks everywhere. However I felt...empty as though I was watching it all through a thick glass window.But even through the blur of it, my eyes kept betraying me as they flickered back to where Dorian stood surrounded by a small harem of girls. All of them were gorgeous—perfect bodies, perfect makeup, shrieking with laughter at whatever bullshit he was saying.I couldn't stopooking at him.I kept telling myself not to and just be normal, have fun and to let go, but every damn
Puck Me Hard Frozen Four
Noah’s P.O.VIt has been three days since that Thanksgiving dinner with Jaxon’s family and I swear to God, it might as well have been three years with how fucking hectic everything got afterward. Long hours, harder drills, screaming matches on the ice because Coach kept grinding us down to the bone. Everyone was running on fumes, trying to stay sharp for the last (8th) game of the regionals, but I felt like I was back in fucking hell week.On the...somewhat...bright side, Dorian was finally back with us. Coach had unbenched him after I promised to not let our personal relationship or the lack of it affect the twam , and for a minute, I thought things might go back to normal. Dorian stayed out of my way during practice and he'd gone back to his usual animosity, not speaking to anyone before and after practice. But when it came time for Coach to list the starting lineup for the final games, Dorian’s name wasn’t on it. I caught the flicker of hurt that crossed his face when Coach said i
