21. Emilia & Smith
Smith: Tell me again why I’m sitting on a bus next to Miller and not waking up next to you right now.
Emilia: Because you’re getting paid millions of dollars.
Smith: Ah, right. That’s it.
Emilia: And because for all you complain about him, you secretly love Miller.
Smith: No. Not even close.
Emilia: Keep telling yourself that.
Emilia: How did you end up drawing the short stick again?
Smith: Because I have shit-ass luck.
Smith: It happens all the time.
Smith: I’m starting to think it’s rigged.
Emilia: You could be onto something there.
Emilia: I definitely wouldn’t put it past Collin, that’s for sure.
Emilia: Or maybe even Lowell.
Emilia: I still can’t believe he and Hollis are going to be parents.
Smith: Tell me about it.
Smith: It feels like just yesterday he was strutting onto the ice and now he’s having a kid.
Smith: Time flies too fast.
Emilia: Don’t be so dramatic, old man.
Smith: I might be old but I’m not too old to bend you over my knee and spank your ass.
Emilia: Oooh is that a promise?!?!
Smith: Is that consent?
Emilia: Yes.
Emilia: I mean, I’m into it if you are.
Smith: Oh, Emilia. The things I’d like to do to you…
Emilia: Tell me them.
Smith: Did you miss the part where I’m sitting next to Miller?
Emilia: So?
Emilia: Hold your phone away.
Smith: I’d rather not get a boner sitting next to him.
Emilia: Please, Owen.
Emilia: I miss you.
Smith: I’d lay you down and spread those gorgeous legs of yours so I can get a look at your pretty pussy.
Smith: Then, I’d devour you. Eat at you like a starved man until you’re begging for me to let you come.
Smith: But I wouldn’t.
Emilia: That’s just mean.
Smith: As mean as this is right now?
Smith: My fucking cock is rock hard, and Miller just asked why I put my jacket over my lap.
Emilia: What do I have to do to come?
Smith: That’s easy. You’ll let me fuck your throat.
Emilia: God yes.
Smith: I’ll watch your pretty mouth stretch around my cock until tears are streaming down your face. And only after I fill your pretty mouth with my cum, I’ll flip you onto your back and sink into you.
Smith: But only for a moment.
Emilia: WHAT?
Emilia: WHY?
Smith: Because I have more plans for you, Emilia.
Smith: Like watching your tight little asshole take my cock while I fuck your pussy with a dildo.
Smith: Like watching your ass cheeks turn red from the sting of my palm.
Smith: Like watching you beg for mercy.
Smith: There’s so much more I want to do to you, but it’s getting really uncomfortable sitting here.
Emilia: Yes. Please. Now.
Emilia: I want it all.
Smith: Me too, baby. Me too.
Smith: Great. We just pulled into the rink and my dick won’t go down.
Emilia: Oopsie?
Smith: Thanks for the blue balls.
Emilia: *grins* You’re welcome.
* * *
Smith: What are you wearing?
Emilia: Uh, khakis.
Smith: Are you even old enough to know that commercial?
Emilia: Everyone knows Jake from State Farm!
Smith: Okay, that’s fair.
Smith: But seriously…what are you wearing?
Emilia: Wouldn’t you like to know?
Emilia: (Also, it really is khakis.)
Smith: Is it bad if I say that’s hot?
Emilia: You’re totally picturing my ass right now, aren’t you?
Smith: Guilty.
* * *
Emilia: Your goal was so beautiful!
Smith: Eh. That was all Lowell on the setup. I just got lucky.
Emilia: Hush and take the compliment, Smith.
Smith: Yes, ma’am.
Emilia: Oooh, you’re right. That IS nice.
Smith: You finished?
Emilia: Not yet, but if you give me a few minutes, I’m sure I can get there.
Emilia: ATTACHMENT
Emilia: All right, fine, it was less than a few minutes.
Smith: Fuck. Did you really just masturbate?
Emilia: I think the gleaming vibrator says it all, don’t you?
Smith: I’ve never wanted to wish hockey games away so damn badly before.
Emilia: Don’t. You need the points.
Smith: Don’t try to talk sense into me now.
Smith: Also, I kind of hate you right now. We’re still on the bus back to the hotel, and my cock is rock hard. There’s no way I can stand up without everyone seeing it.
Emilia: I’m not even a little sorry.
Smith: You think you’re so cute being so sassy when you’re so far away.
Smith: Just remember that payback is a bitch.
Emilia: And I can’t wait to meet her.
* * *
Emilia: Last game of the road trip. You guys got this.
Smith: If I score, do I get to see your titties?
Emilia: Just one.
Smith: Which one?
Emilia: Goal-scorer’s choice.
Smith: The left. It’s my favorite.
Emilia: What’s wrong with the right one??
Smith: Nothing. The left one is just slightly bigger.
Emilia: It is, isn’t it?
Emilia: That’s the dominant tit.
Smith: You can have a dominant tit?
Emilia: Yes.
Emilia: It’s a girl thing. Trust me.
Smith: I’ll go ahead and believe you on that one.
Emilia: You should.
Emilia: Now go kick some ass for the titties.
Smith: *titty
Emilia: *dominant titty