#let us all take a second to appreciate saad and jonny in the second gif
So smoulderandbraids said this:
FILED UNDER: #SCREAMING #best best best #brandon saad i want to bake you all the things you’re so great #i love how he’s just like nope you come here we’re hugging now #yes good jonny needs hugs hug him more #and bicks won’t let go of him either just keeps his hand on his hip to make sure he’s still there #GOOD BOYS #it’s second overtime do YOU know where your hug buddy is?! #hockey hugs #who else wants saad banging jonny because he and kaner worked out a temporary deal for while kaner’s in switzerland? #everyone should want this how does it not exist yet #except saader now who is more confident and comfortable and less still finding his place #so i guess the reason it doesn’t exist is timing #all the saad/jonny that exists is angsty which fine but i don’t want angst or love i just want on equalish ground mutually beneficial bangin #banging fuck tag character limits #should i be concerned by how many people i want to read about fucking tazer? #nope definitely not #imagine jonny telling saad how to finger him open though #telling him how good it is what it feels like how well he’s doing it #OR threesome with kaner telling saad how to finger jonny open #making them take their time even though jonny is flailing and threatening to murder kaner #and saad is all are you sure he says he’s ready and kaner’s all jonny always does this just go slower he’ll wear himself out
And then I sent this over:
i may have been thinking idly yesterday about omega tazer who lives on nutrition shakes and suppressants and keeps his omega-ness REALLY REALLY WELL-HIDDEN from the team because he doesn’t want his authority diminished, so he’s super toppy when he’s around the guys and on the road - he’s even taken people back to his hotel room to fuck occasionally. (he lies back and thinks of skewering himself on jumbo joe’s dick.)
and then saad comes to the team, this young alpha who’s so unsure of himself at first that tazer can’t even be bothered to resent him for his biological good fortune (he’s always a little prickly around the alphas, even if they don’t know why - viktor stalberg never figured out why tazer kept picking on him SO MUCH in the beginning) so when he gets put on tazer’s line, which is usually when rookie alphas learn to rue whatever (lack of) luck landed them with the hawks, tazer just shrugs and goes with it.
time goes on: concussion, another first-round loss in the playoffs, and then the magical 2013 season; saad stays on tazer’s wing, and without any specific demarcation point he becomes surer of himself, more confident. he bosses his peers around when they look like they need it, but his attitude with tazer is still essentially that of a respectful acolyte. and tazer appreciates that, even while a part of him also kind of likes the times now when saad DOESN’T hold back, when he’ll just pull tazer over and hug him tight after an exciting goal, like he has the right to be tugging tazer around where he wants him. of course he doesn’t mean anything by it - he doesn’t KNOW - so tazer doesn’t say anything, but.
and then one day on the road there’s a mix-up with his bag, which got left behind in chicago, and that’s fine - he can afford to buy a fucking toothbrush if he has to, c’mon - except, at night after the game, he can feel his fucking heat rising, like it senses that this is the absolute worst possible time to rear its ugly head and it’s laughing at him.
over-the-counter suppressants don’t do anything for him by now; he’s been on the strongest stuff for so long. he could just stay in and deal with it the old-fashioned way, except the guys know which room he’s in, and the alphas are going to figure that something’s up if they sense a heat-stricken omega in his room with no accompanying alpha scent.
and then he hears saader and shawzy outside in the hallway, laughing. they have the room next to his, he remembers. saad pauses a little when they pass tazer’s -
"hey, saader, wrong door," he can hear shawzy say, and then saad saying,
"uh, yeah. i, um - never mind," and passing on. he hears their door open and close.
next thing, he has his phone out and he’s texting saad.
tell shawzy 2 room with boller 2nite u have plans
there’s a long, long wait while he paces the room with increasing agitation and nothing else happens, and then he gets a reply.
hes gone but y??
with a quick look to make sure there’s nobody else in the hallway, tazer slips over and bangs on saad’s door. it opens up almost immediately, and tazer shoulders saad aside to step in and slam it shut behind him.
"jonny?" saad says, looking horribly confused.
"yeah, shut up," tazer says, and pushes him up against the wall, presses himself against him.
(so basically he’s like WHO IS THE LEAST THREATENING ALPHA HERE WHO I CAN BULLY INTO KEEPING THEIR MOUTH SHUT and poor man-child seals the deal by being conveniently right next door.)
and uh CAN USE YOUR OWN IMAGINATION FOR THE REST. probably ends with saad blinking up at the ceiling and tazer patting his head, like, “you did good; you did great. i’m very proud. now never speak of this to anyone or i will end you.”
And then she responded with this!!!
I am pretty sure that after Jonny presses him up against the wall and tells him to shut up, there is kissing, because Jonny wants to get this show on the road, and like, pheromone exchange and shit, it’s like ripping off a bandaid. So then it hits Jonny hard, properly, and he gets pushier, sloppier, leans against Saader more, and Saader’s able to slide his hands free from where Jonny’d grabbed his wrists, and when he carefully, slowly runs his hand down Jonny’s back, starts to properly feel up that ass, Jonny actually whimpers, and okay, this is happening.
Jonny pulls back, grabs Saader and pushes him onto the bed, straddles him. Saader never really thought Jonny’s eyes were that deranged, but he’s staring down at Saader, hips shifting through their suit pants, on his cock, pupils totally blown and glassy, and he all but growls at Saader, “This is happening once. You can’t say anything, ever.”, and Saader has a brief flash of panic that it’s only going to happen once because Jonny’s going to murder him when it’s over, like a fucking spider or something, but then Jonny’s leaning down and tearing at his shirtfront, and Saader’s cock is aching, so it’s both polite and fucking necessary to shift Jonny forwards so he can start on his belt.
Um, I need to know what happens next. For science.