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Pucking Forbidden Claim Saying It Back
Rook POVI don’t stop him when he shoves me back against the porch railing, his grip tight, his breathing ragged against my lips. He kisses me like he’s making up for lost time, like he’s trying to erase every second he spent pretending this wasn’t happening, and fuck if I don’t let him.Because I’ve waited for this, and now that I have him right where I want him? I’m not letting him go, he doesn’t pull away, not this time.Instead, his hands fist into my shirt, gripping tight like he’s grounding himself, like he’s making damn sure I don’t move, don’t leave, don’t take back anything I’ve said. His lips are rough against mine, every push and pull filled with frustration, tension, and something deeper, something neither of us have been willing to name until now.I feel the exact second he lets go, the second he stops fighting whatever the hell this is, stops pretending it doesn’t matter. His body presses into mine, his breathing ragged against my lips, and for once, he’s not running.I
Last Updated : 2025-03-10Pucking Forbidden Claim Confused
Kade’s POVBreakfast was loud, too fucking loud, and I barely paid attention to half of what was being said. My mind kept circling around one thing, why was my mom back? I hadn’t even thought about it when she walked in, but she shouldn’t be here yet. She should still be at work.Then again, it’s the weekend. Maybe she actually stopped working so much on weekends?I glance up just in time to see her leading Louise and Amelia away, no doubt telling them to stay out of the way while she talks to me, to us. My stomach tightens slightly, and I watch her go, still trying to figure out why she’s home.“Are you okay?” Rook’s voice pulls me back, and I feel him lean into me slightly, his presence solid, grounding.I let out a slow breath, shaking my head. “I’m sure she should still be at work.” My voice is low, just for him.“It’s Sunday,” Rook says, like that explains everything.“Yeah, I know, it just… feels like she came back for something.” I rub a hand down my face, trying to make sense
Last Updated : 2025-03-10Pucking Forbidden Claim Her Request
Kade POVRook is still basking in the fact that even my mom admitted he could cook, while Louise and Amelia are clearly planning their next round of torment.And then, I see it.That smile.The same fucking smile Amelia gave me the last time I was here, the one that always means she wants something.Groaning, I drop my fork and rub a hand down my face. “No.”Amelia gasps, clutching her chest dramatically. “I haven’t even said anything yet.”“You don’t have to.” Gesturing at her face, I glare. “That smile says it all.”Louise snickers, already catching on. “Oh, this is gonna be good.”Mom sighs, shaking her head as she stands to clear her plate. “You all are exhausting.”Amelia ignores her, leaning forward eagerly. “Okay, so...”“No,” I repeat.She pouts. “Come on! The kids have been waiting for you to play again.”Rook snorts beside me, clearly entertained, and I shoot him a look that says, do not encourage this.Louise smirks, clearly already loving where this is going. “Oh, wait, wa
Last Updated : 2025-03-10Pucking Forbidden Claim Still Asking
Kade POVThe past few days have been nice. No drama, no bullshit, just time to breathe, to actually be with Rook without everything else closing in. And somehow, I’ve watched my mom slowly open up to him.I don’t know what it is exactly. Maybe it’s the way he’s been careful around her, not pushing too hard, not shoving his usual arrogance in her face. Or maybe it’s the fact that, for the first time, she’s realizing he actually means it when he says he loves me.And yeah, that’s still weird as hell.I always thought I was just another thing to him, another conquest, another challenge for him to wear down until he got what he wanted and then moved the fuck on. I’ve heard the stories. Over and over. Rook doesn’t do love.Well, until now, and now? Sitting here, watching him, I can’t figure him out.His brows are furrowed, his jaw tight in concentration, and I did not know he could cook.But here he is, moving around the tiny-ass kitchen, focused as hell, barely acknowledging anything else
Last Updated : 2025-03-10Pucking Forbidden Claim Just For Fun
Rook’s POVThe game moves fast. Not in the way I’m used to, not the sharp, calculated plays of an actual match, not the brutal pace of trying to outmaneuver a team who knows exactly what I’ll do before I do it. This is different.It’s reckless, chaotic, messy as hell.And for the first time in a long time, I don’t care.No strategy, no pressure, no teammates screaming plays at me from the bench. Just a bunch of kids running around on cracked pavement, yelling at each other, shoving without any real force behind it, just playing.Not to win. Not for some record, or for the team, or for the next game that determines whether we keep our streak.Just for fun, and fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever done this before.The puck comes flying toward me, and I catch it with the blade of my stick, barely breaking stride before shoving forward. Two kids are closing in, little bodies throwing everything they have into it, and I could dodge, could spin around them with the kind of ease that’s burned into
Last Updated : 2025-03-10Pucking Forbidden Claim Oops
Rook POVThe game keeps going, but I can feel Kade getting more wound up the closer we get to the end. The way his grip tightens on his stick, the way his jaw clenches every time I chirp him, it’s all building, simmering under the surface, ready to boil over.And fuck if I don’t love it.It’s too easy to keep pushing him, to keep nudging him closer to the edge. Every time I intercept one of his passes, every time I get the ball near the net, every time I look at him a little too long, I see the frustration in his eyes getting sharper, his patience running thinner.He shoves past me, stealing the ball, and I step up behind him, getting in his space, letting my breath ghost against the side of his face. “Getting tense, Mercer.”“Shut the fuck up.” His voice is low, tight, and it thrills me.I don’t shut up. I never shut up. “What’s wrong? Thought you liked the competition.”He swings his stick, flicking the ball toward one of the kids on his team. “I like winning.”Smirking, I run, catc
Last Updated : 2025-03-10Pucking Forbidden Claim Leaving
Rook POVThe second I step inside, Kade is already there, arms crossed, jaw tight, he's fuming. His entire posture screams frustration, his shoulders tense like he’s barely holding himself together, and the second the door shuts behind me, he explodes.“You pushed me,” he snaps, stepping forward like he’s ready to throw a punch just to get his point across. “You knew what would happen, and you still did it.”Smirking, I lean against the counter, watching him unravel. “You make it sound like you had to kiss me.”His nostrils flare, eyes blazing. “That’s the problem, Rook! You know how this goes. You push, you run your mouth, you get in my fucking space, and I shut you up the only way that works, and this time, the kids saw it!”I roll my shoulders, completely unbothered. “And?”His hands go to his hair, yanking at the strands before he gestures wildly toward me. “And now they’re asking questions! They’re asking if we’re dating, if the whole rivalry is fake, if we’ve been lying this ent
Last Updated : 2025-03-10Pucking Forbidden Claim Arguments
Kade’s POVThe tension is thick, sitting between us like an invisible wall, pressing in on all sides. The silence isn’t comfortable, it’s heavy, filled with everything we haven’t said, everything we’ve been ignoring these past few days. It’s like the second we left the trailer park, reality came crashing back in, reminding us that whatever this was, whatever we were, was easier when it didn’t have to exist outside of that space.I know being gay isn’t the end of everything. More and more hockey players have come out, and I’ve never hidden who I am. That’s not where the uncertainty is coming from.It’s him. Us.We’ve spent years at each other’s throats, hating each other on the ice, fighting like we were made for it. This isn’t some casual shift into something new, it’s a complete reversal of what everyone expects from us. How the hell is that going to look when we go back? When I finally admit, to myself, to the world, that I’m with him?Hockey teams have issues all the time, but his
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Pucking Forbidden Claim Trying Hard
Kade’s POVRook stands here, his hands clenched at his sides, his whole body radiating with frustration. I know him well enough to see the way his anger isn’t just about today. It’s about everything that came before it, about every time I put business first without meaning to, about the way I always assume he will be there no matter how much shit I pile on top of him.I want to tell him I didn’t mean to forget. That it wasn’t on purpose, that today spiraled into something bigger than I expected. But none of that matters because the fact remains the same. I still forgot.I step closer, but he doesn’t move, doesn’t react. He just stares at me, his jaw tight, waiting for something.“Tell me how to fix it,” I say, my voice lower now.He scoffs. “You can’t.”“I can if you let me,” I push, watching for any sign that I can still salvage this.“You shoul
Pucking Forbidden Claim His Excuses
Rook POVSighing, I look at him“I’m sorry. I just found it funny that they did this big scheme to get to me, thinking I was taking over, when all along, you were working to fuck up their plan.”He nods slowly. “After I saw the messages on his phone, I had to drive from place to place to find the men he had stationed around, waiting for a sign of you. They weren’t going to hold back. They were willing to do it in public.”Kade exhales, rubbing a hand down his face. “I haven’t had my phone. It died, and the one I had on me stopped being tracked at some point, but I didn’t realize it. I sorted out the men involved, got back to the warehouse, and saw Nikolai stressed out, which is when I realized no one knew I was okay.” He shakes his head slightly. “I grabbed my ring, got my phone, and came straight home.”I watch him carefully, my jaw tightening. “So, you just went off the
Pucking Forbidden Claim Finally Shows
Rook POVI stab my fork into my food, pretending like I actually have an appetite, pretending like I’m not one second away from losing my mind. I just need a call, a text, or something. I get it though, depending what he's doing, messaging me? That could be a fucking disaster and lead whoever it is back here. But as the hours drag on and the sun starts to set, and still I get nothing, I worry even more.“Shall I get her in bed?” Rose looks at me. “She’s bathed and dressed.”“No, I will,” I reply and walk upstairs.I find Harlow sitting in her bedroom, her small hands gripping the hairdryer. She smiles as I walk in and holds it out.“Help,” she says, waving it at me.“That’s exactly why I’m up here,” I reply, taking it from her.Standing behind her, I switch it on and start drying her hair, listening as she chatters on about her dolls. She talks nonstop, barely pausing for breath as she explains something about a royal wedding gone wro
Pucking Forbidden Claim Ruined Anniversary
Rook’s POVToday is a fucking disaster, just like last year.We lost by one damn point because I spent five fucking minutes on the bench.By the time I get home, I storm inside, my pulse still hammering from the game and the frustration burning beneath my skin.“Where the fuck is he?” I snap, my voice cutting through the silence.Damon steps forward, his expression careful. “He wasn’t at the warehouse when I went.”I stop dead, turning to stare at him. “You said he was there.”“Well, his phone was, so we assumed he was there. No one would tell us where he was. Apparently, only a few people were told to ensure it was safe.”I want to be angry, to throw something, to blame him for not knowing, but the fact that so few people even know where Kade is means this isn’t something small.I take a slow breath, forcing myself to stay in control. &ld
Pucking Forbidden Claim Lost Chance
Kade POVDeclan? He just keeps running his fucking mouth.“You know, I used to wonder why Nikolai kept him around,” he continues, spitting blood onto the floor. “A sniveling, weak little bitch with a name he didn’t fucking deserve. Always throwing tantrums, always being coddled, always needing someone to clean up after him, “pathetic." But then I realized it.” His lips curl, a cruel glint in his eye.“Rook’s not here because he’s strong. He’s here because people like you keep spreading his legs for him. He’s never fought for a damn thing in his life, never had to work for it, never had to be worth shit, just sat there and let men like his daddy, men like you pick up the pieces when he breaks like the fragile little cum-dumpster he is."My breathing is steady. My heart rate doesn’t spike.But my fingers twitch.Declan leans in slightly, smirking
Pucking Forbidden Claim Another Chance
Kade POVAs soon as he's got the door open his daughtersteps out fast and slaps him across the face. “This is your fault!” she yells.“To be fair, it’s also on you,” I cut in, smirking when she whips around to face me. “You told me everything.”Her glare sharpens, but I don’t flinch. “You can leave now.”She hesitates, looking between me and her father.Declan sighs, pulling her in for a hug. “Go, princess. I’ll be fine.”I scoff. “Debatable.”She turns her fury on me, storming forward. “If you hurt him—”“You’ll what?” I ask, stepping closer.She falters, stepping back slightly.“Exactly,” I say lowly. “Nothing. Now get out.”She spins and storms off, her heels echoing across the concrete floor.Declan watches her leave before turning to me, conf
Pucking Forbidden Claim No Show
Rook POVBy the time I pull up to the rink two hours later, my frustration is boiling over. Neither Kade nor my dad have answered my calls. I tried both of them multiple times, but nothing. Not a damn response.Gripping the wheel for a moment, I exhale slowly before getting out of the car. I grab my bag and Kade’s, heading inside without bothering to check my phone again. If he was coming, he’d be here already.As I step into the rink, the usual pre-game energy is buzzing around, but I barely register it. I spot Taylor on my way past and shove Kade’s bag into his hands without stopping.“He’s late,” I mutter, not waiting for a response before continuing toward the locker room.The second I step inside, I can feel eyes on me. The tension in the room is thick, unspoken. The guys glance at me, some shifting awkwardly, but no one says anything outright.I force myself to focus, setting my bag down and pulling
Pucking Forbidden Claim Missing
Rook’s POVWhen I wake, I’m alone. I glance at my phone, but there’s nothing from Kade. Sighing, I get up and get ready. When I head downstairs, I see Harlow sitting with Rose.Kade’s mother is in a separate room with the capo at the door. I’m glad they did that since I don’t want her anywhere near Harlow. Rubbing my face, I walk to the office, but no one is there.“Where are they?” I ask.“Your dad mentioned he was going to meet Lucas,” Damon shrugs.“Yeah, I know him. He does that often, just decides to go visit him without notice,” I laugh. “And Kade?”“From what I hear, he hasn’t left the warehouse.”Sighing, I nod and head to the kitchen to grab a coffee. Walking back through, I sit with Harlow and Rose.“You and Mercer are playing today, right?” Rose smiles.“No, it’s tomorr
Pucking Forbidden Claim A Plan
Kade POVI take another slow step toward the far side of the warehouse, letting my eyes sweep the space. “What’s in the other rooms?” I ask, keeping my tone light, like I’m just making conversation.She shrugs, finishing another drink before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “Nothing. Just old storage spaces, I think.”“Isn’t it a bit foolish not to check? What if someone else is here?”That makes her pause. Her head tilts slightly as she glances around, like the thought only just occurred to her. “Yeah… maybe we should check.” She smirks, nudging me with her elbow. “But you go first.”“Figures.” I let out a short laugh, shaking my head.Making my way toward the first door, I place my hand on the rusted handle before pushing it open. The room inside is small, half-empty, and useless. The window on the far wall lets in too much light, an
