fourteen.

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Mandy watched Magnus as he drove. Now that her eyes were obviously away from Taylor, she’d started to really look at him. He’d shown up wearing a grey v-neck beneath a black leather jacket with nice jeans. That mess of black hair on his head seemed to have been combed or something; yet it stilled remained just as though he’d rolled out of bed with it. How had she not noticed his great style?

Quietly, Mandy fidgeted with the hem of her dress, seeing Roxanne’s name appear on her phone every so often. Without a word she hit the ‘Ignore’ button. The flying texts she also disregarded.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to just take you home?” Magnus asked again.

Mandy shook her head, “I live in the same building, we all work at the same time tomorrow. I’d rather have to see him once instead of twice.”

Magnus seemed to nibble on his lower lip, “K then.”

To Mandy’s surprise, he didn’t live that far. The apartment building he’d chosen had a private entrance; it wasn’t that fancy but it certainly wasn’t dumpy either. Trying to throw her phone into her purse and undo her seatbelt, Mandy nearly jumped when she saw Magnus open the door for her.

“Sorry,” he offered his hand, she took it, and he closed the door then locked the car.

Magnus lived on the 9th floor. They were both very quiet on the elevator ride up. Mandy caught his eye for a brief moment and was take aback. Not once had she really looked in his eyes. They were soft and warm, not intense like Taylor’s. She felt a jolt of energy swell in her lower body; quickly she turned it off.

---

“Home sweet home.”

Magnus flicked on the light and the small apartment came into view. Mandy dropped her purse by the door as they both removed their shoes; the warm light coming from the living room inviting.

It was small and rather messy, he’d obviously not spent a lot of time here. Mandy glanced at the coffee table and the menagerie of items strewn across it. A calling card to Sweden, an Edmonton Oilers program, an empty water bottle. There was a little bit of furniture, not much to entertain with. It seemed....well, lonely.

Mandy followed him with wide, curious eyes. His room was small, like the rest of the house, with a simple closet, bedside table and most importantly a bed. It was a double with Oilers-blue sheets. Nervously, he scratched the back of his neck.

“You can sleep here, I’ll take the couch, because you’re the girl,” Magnus told her, “Um, do you want me to get a t shirt you can sleep in, or would-”

“I hate him.”

Magnus looked over to see she was crying.

“I hate him so much, Magnus,” Mandy said, angry tears streaming down her face, “I trusted him, for the first real time in my life, I trusted a guy. And he just threw it back in my face. It’s not fair.”

Magnus wet his lips, “...I know how you feel.”

Mandy looked at him curiously, “You do?”

“Yeah...” Magnus sighed, “Unfortunately...”

They were both quiet. Awkwardly quiet.

“Look, I know it hurts really bad right now, but it’ll get better, all right?” Magnus told her, “I mean...it’s hard and it sucks, but it will, I promise you.”

Mandy sniffed, “Magnus?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you think I’m pretty?”

His cheeks flushed a deep red and he looked down at the floor, “I think you’re very pretty.”

Mandy walked over to him and stood near, her face dangerously close to his, “I need a distraction...”

Magnus closed his eyes, “Mandy, you know I have a girlfriend...”

“Why are you with her?”

“Well, you see, it’s-”

“Do you think she’s prettier than me?”

“No, I mean, it’s not that-”

“Does this mean you’re on Petra’s side?”

“NO.”

Mandy was taken aback by his tone of voice. Magnus realized he’d scared her and immediately calmed himself, “Mandy...I’m not with Geraldine by choice. She and I don’t even like each other.”

She frowned, “What?”

“Petra set us up and decided I was perfect arm candy, if you will, for her best friend,” Magnus said shamefully, “I can’t break up with Geraldine because Petra will go berserk. And if Geraldine were to try breaking up with me-”

“-she’d force you back together as she sees fit.”

“Exactly.” Magnus shrugged. She definitely thought he was a wimp.

Mandy was silent for several seconds before she chose to lean in close to him. Magnus was about to say something when Mandy pressed her hungry mouth to his. She kissed him hard, forcing him to fall back onto the bed with her. Magnus lost complete control and worked his tongue into her mouth, kissing her more, letting her bite his lower lip.

Silently she wondered what cologne he was wearing; he smelled heavenly. Mandy parted her mouth and disbanded; choosing instead to kiss his neck. Magnus groaned, his hands gripping her sides. She nibbled at his flesh, sucking in some places, anything to make him moan louder for her.

In the midst of all this he came to his senses.

“Mandy, what are we doing?”

She blinked at him, tugging at the hem of his shirt, “You know what we’re doing.”

“No,” he gently pushed her off, “I don’t want you like this.”

Mandy pushed him back down, her eyes pleading, “Magnus, please...I just...I need to feel something...anything...”

Magnus was caught off guard then. She really was upset. Here was his chance to finally lose his virginity, and to the girl he’d been admiring no less. This was it.

Nervously, he swallowed, “I don’t think I have any-”

“I have one,” Mandy withdrew a condom from her purse, “Please, Magnus....”

It was so easy for him to fall under her spell, “Ok, just let me get the light...”

The city lights illuminated the room, giving a soft glow to the boring white walls. Mandy wait patiently as he came back to the bed, crawling on top of her. He was visibly shaking.

To ease him, Mandy stuck her hands underneath his shirt and started to rub his back, feeling the goosebumps on his skin. She ran her hand down and chest and - bingo! - he had a six pack waiting for her. Mandy grinned as she pulled off his shirt, touching his muscular arms and loving the body she was getting the chance to indulge in for the night.

Magnus, meanwhile, was thinking about the warmth between her legs. He’d never touched a girl before and wondered if she’d let him touch her. Magnus let his hand wander down to her hip, and along her thigh. Mandy let out a small noise, and to his surprise she took his hand and led him to the place it was seeking. Shyly, he felt around along her underwear, which were slightly damp, and became more aroused. Gently, he tugged at the fabric, pulled them down and completely off.

“Go ahead,” Mandy whispered, “I know what you want to do.”

Permission granted, Magnus’ fingers pressed against her womanhood, feeling the slick softness she held. Taking his time, he explored her, his thoughts racing at the idea of entering her. Her wetness felt sweet and inviting, slowly he slipped inside.

Mandy smiled against his lips, “Mmm...”

“Good?” he asked worriedly.

“Yesss,” Mandy whispered, “Take off my dress...”

Obedient, Magnus withdrew and busied himself with the zipper. It undid swiftly and to his excitement, he noticed Mandy had chosen not to wear a bra. She bit her lip, knowing this would make him happy, and waited for him to open the dress completely. With gentle hands, he undid the zipper completely.

“Wow...” he whispered, staring lustfully at her body. Now he felt he would burst at any moment.

Mandy sat up and undid his belt, “Your turn.” She smiled, pulling down his black pants and seeing the bulge in his boxers. Magnus blushed, not used to being so exposed, and to a beautiful naked girl no less. Excitedly Mandy removed his last piece of clothing and marveled at what she saw.

Hoping to continue, Magnus whined, “I don’t know how much longer...”

“Ok, you’re right,” Mandy said, lying back down on the bed, “Straight to business.”

Magnus suddenly felt his nerves take over as he opened the small plastic package. This girl had probably had a few guys, really good guys, and here he was, on his first drive, never having made love in his life. As soon as he was finished, he glanced down at her as he climbed on top, struggling with his weight as he slowly sunk inside of her.

Mandy wriggled her hips, this was always the best part. She spread a bit wider, as he was having trouble, holding onto his hips and easing him in, “There you go, easy, easy....mmmm...”

Slowly, he pulled out a little and sensations coursed through him. Mandy moved back and forth with him, letting him get used to the feeling of being in her. He wasn’t near as big as Taylor - not that size was what mattered to her - but his length was doing fine. Magnus exhaled a groan, this felt incredible, he’d never imagined this was how it would be.

Gently they moved together. Mandy was used to harder sex, not this- he looked her right in the eye, trembling. She put her hands on his shoulders and pulled him down to her, kissing him gently to calm him.

Magnus moaned into her mouth, parting to trail kisses down her neck, making Mandy shiver, her hands busy in his dark hair. She kept trying to speed things up, but he wouldn’t let her- instead, Mandy would feel him touch her somewhere or nibble on her neck, sending a hot wave of pleasure through her. It was strange but wonderful none the less.

For a good hour they did this. Mandy had never experienced sex like this before. Magnus kissed her in places she’d never been kissed, and held her so tightly that she couldn’t imagine being away from him. They rolled and turned in the sheets, their bodies not once parting. It soon got to a point where Mandy realized he was ready.

He quickened the pace, his breathing grew rapid. Mandy felt him tense up, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. She pressed her hips forward and instantly heard a moan escape from him. It felt heavenly.

“Oh god, Magnus...” she whispered, feeling him start to swell within her.

Magnus pressed his forehead to hers as they both climaxed, kissing her harder and harder. Mandy writhed beneath him; this was a feeling that she’d never felt before. As they slowly rode it out, she found herself falling back down, her eyes closing as the pleasure faded in her body.

“...Mandy?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I....can I hold you?”

Mandy rolled over and put her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as it went back to normal, “Yes. Yes you can.”

thirteen.

The two girls looked at themselves in the mirror and Mandy turned to her best friend, "We look great, not going to lie"

Roxy just sighed, cocking her head to the side, as if she was having second thoughts, "I don't know about this"

"What are you talking about!?" Mandy replied, "You look amazing"

"No, I mean...about this whole night, what if Petra finds us, what if--"

"Don't put a damper on this evening" Mandy replied, "Let's have some fun, okay?"

"Fine" she huffed, "Not that I'm going to have any fun with Lander, Petra will have him all night"

"Come on, it's just a party Roxy, there will be lots of guys there"

Roxy didn't want lots of other guys, she only wanted one.

--

"You guys look great" Jordan said meeting the two of them at the back entrance.

Taylor was eyeing Mandy the entire time, and Mandy could feel his eyes on her the entire time, and she suddenly felt a bit self concious. As they reached the door Mandy turned around to face Taylor, "Guys...you go ahead..."

"You okay?" Roxy asked.

"Fine, just need to talk to Taylor for a minute, go ahead, we'll be in in a minute"

Her and Jordan went ahead and Mandy turned back to Taylor, "What's wrong?" he asked.

"You know staring is rude"

He just smirked, "Staring? Me?"

She got a bit closer, tracing her hand down his chest, "You know" she whispered, "I don't party very often"

"No?" he replied closing in on her.

"But, with you, I might make an exception"

"You know..suddenly I'd rather go back to my place..." a small smile appeared on his lips and Mandy hooked her fingers inside the belt loop of his pants, pulling him in as close as she could. She was getting to him, she could tell.

"Mandy" he said quietly, "We can't do this out here..."

She looked around, remembering her surroundings. It was as if when she was with Taylor, it didn't even matter where she was, because it was only him and her.

"You're right" she sighed, "I guess we should go in there"

"Just lay low though...okay?"

"I can do that"

--

"Not even Lander interests me tonight" Petra huffed, sitting back down.

Geraldine glanced over at Magnus and back to Petra, "Well then what does interest you tonight?" she replied, almost with a tone.

"Was that tone?" Petra snapped.

"No" she said quickly.

Petra eagerly looked around the room, like a hunter searching for prey. Her eyes stopped and the most evil smile appeared on her lips. Geraldine knew that look, and it was a look that even scared her.

"Perfect" Petra smiled, "This will be fun"

"What?" Geraldine replied, "Who?"

"Doesn't matter, I'll be back in a few okay?" Petra stood up, her black pumps clicking across the floor as she stopped in front of him.

"Hey Taylor"

"Hi..."

"I'm sorry Mandy isn't here" she said, "I just can't have interns at this kind of party it just--"

"Yah, I get it Petra, it's fine" he replied trying to walk away.

She grabbed his arm gently and he directed his attention back to her, "I need a hand with something, it will only take a minute...do you mind?"

He just sighed and nodded, "Fine"

He followed her to a small back room of the Rouge, not even wondering what Petra could possibly need help with back here.

"Here we are" she smiled. She let him go in first and as he turned around she pushed him against the wall and laughed.

"Fuck Petra, what is this?"

"You know you're going to enjoy this...right?"

"Enjoy--" and before he could finish his sentence she was already unbuttoning his pants, "Petra, I'm not--Holy fuck"

--

"Have you seen Taylor?" Mandy asked, searching the small room of crowded people.

"No" Roxy shook her head, "But I did see Lander, and he looks absolutely--"

"Yah I get Roxy" she replied completely ignorning her friend. Roxy just sighed and sat down next to Jordan, "What's your problem? I thought you'd at least try and work the room, what's up?"

"I saw something..." he said quietly.

ROxy suddenly got interested and leaned in closer, "What?"

"Taylor"

"What about him?"

"I saw him go to the back...with Petra"

Roxy's eyes grew wide and she looked up at her best friend, knowing what something like this could do to her, and she wasn't going to let that happen.

"We have to find them...before Mandy does"

"How are we supposed to get away from Mandy...without her knowing we're gone?"

Roxy quickly glanced around the room, spotting Magnus and subtly pointing towards him, "That's how"

--

"Magnus, hey"

"Hey Roxy, what's up?"

"Mandy's all alone over there...can't find Taylor, you should go talk to her"

His face suddenly got red as he looked in her direction, "I can't"

"Why?"

"Because, I just can't"

"Come on, she looks amazing though, I'm sure she'd love to hear that from you"

"She looks beautiful..."

"Then go tell her that" she pushed Magnus towards Mandy and Mandy just laughed.

"Hey Magnus"

"Hi."

"You look great tonight"

He just smiled, "Thanks, and you look amazing"

She just laughed, "Thanks, I try"

Magnus paused, not knowing what else he could say to her. He watched as she was looking over his shoulder subtly, but enough to know she was looking for Taylor.

"Looking for someone?"

"Yah, have you seen Taylor?"

"Uh, I think the last time I saw him, he was on his way to the washroom, come with me and I'll go and check"

"Okay"

Mandy followed Magnus towards the back of the building, keeping an eye out in case he popped up. As they got to the end of the hall, she spotted Jordan and Roxy, in an awkward spot.

"What's going on guys?"

They both looked at each other and then back at her, "Washroom"

"Why are you standing out here then?"

"Just chatting, it was kind of loud out there"

"No sign of him in there" Magnus replied stepping out of the washroom. They heard a commotion from the closet and Roxy jumped quickly, knowing it had to be them, and she feared for the worst.

"Someone's going at it in there" Mandy laughed looking over at the two of them, "Wouldn't surprise me if it was Petra and some desperate kid"

Roxy swallowed a lump in her throat and Jordan avoided eye contact, and shoved his hands in his pockets. Mandy looked up at Magnus who was just as confused as she was, "What's really going on guys? Do you know who's in there?"

All Roxy did was nod her head.

"Who?"

She didn't answer, so instead Mandy grabbed the door handle and swung it open and to her dismay and disgust, there he was.

"What the fuck?"

"Mandy I--"

"What the fuck are you bitches doing here?" Petra exclaimed, "I thought I told you--"

"Don't you fucking say a word to me" Mandy snapped at Petra, "I knew you were low, and garbage, but this low, I didn't think anyone could get this low"

"He came on to me" Petra replied crossing her arms, "Why would I go after this?"

Taylor did up the belt of his jeans and looked up helplessly at Mandy, who's eyes were brimming with tears, "Taylor?"

"Mandy, I swear it's not what it looks like"

"Then what is it?" Roxy piped up standing next to her best friend.

"She said she needed--"

"What's going on?" Lander stepped into the room and Petra clinged onto him for dear life.

"He tried to come onto me" she said innocently, "He--"

"Seriously dude? That's low" he replied taking Petra out of the room. She just looked back at Mandy with an awful smirk on her face.

"What were you thinking?" Jordan stated, "You know she's destined to ruin people's lives, especially theirs"

"I didn't, Mandy you have to believe me" he tried to take her hands but she pulled away.

"Don't you dare touch me!"

"Mandy...baby.."

"You do not call me that anymore" she replied, "I trusted you, I thought you--I thought you meant what you said the other night"

"I did Mandy"

"I'm leaving, I can't stand to look at you for another second"

She stormed out of the room, and much to her surprise Magnus was quickly behind her.

"Mandy" he said gently grabbing her arm, "I'm so sorry"

"It's fine" she said wiping her eyes, "I just need to--" she looked up at him and stopped, "Magnus...can you take me home?"

"Sure"

"Or better yet..." her hands started to wander just above his waist, and his eyes grew wide.

"Mandy, this is not--"

"Just get me out of here...just take me anywhere but here"

twelve.

"Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop!" Roxanne moaned into Lander's neck. He was on top of her on the couch, pressing himself in and out as fast as he could, pinning her wrists down. No chance in hell would he stop.

Until Mandy walked in.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" Mandy screamed, her hands flying to her face, "MY EYES!"

"Godammit!" Roxanne shrieked, throwing Lander off her and onto the floor, "You're home early!"

Lander grinned and stood up, his hard-on completely visible, "How'd it go?"

"I said I'd be home by eleven, oh my freaking GOD that is disgusting!" Mandy shook her head, her back turned, "Put something on, fucking shit!"

Roxy tossed at pillow at Lander to cover his manhood, while she pulled on her clothes quickly, "I'm sorry, I miscalculated the time."

"We have a strict no boys rule here, Roxanne," Mandy said angrily, "And on top of that, I'm going to have to disinfect the couch."

"Don't worry, we already cleaned it." Lander blurted. Roxanne shot him a dirty look.

"You, put on your clothes, go home," Mandy said, "Seriously."

Roxy crossed her arms, "Mandy, be nice, it's my fault, I just think it's better that we not have it at work, you know? So bitchface won't catch us. I was just being safe!"

Mandy sighed, "Well, when you put it that way..."

Lander, who was now fully dressed, hunched when he walked to the front door to get his shoes, "Sorry, Mandy. Next time I'll bring her to my place."

Mandy shook her head, "No big deal, I just would have preferred to not see my friend fucking her boyfr-" Lander's cheeks flushed pink, but he seemed relieved when she chose not to finish the word. "I mean, fuckbuddy."

"Ok, well, I'll see you both at work tomorrow," he shot Roxy a smile, "Have a good night."

The second the door closed, Mandy's mouth dropped open, "You were totally right."

"About?"

"Lander's a big boy."

Roxy sighed, "I know, right?"


-


The next day, the locker room was filled with talk about the Oilers' opening game, which was going to be in two weeks. The team had been working well together in practice; Rexall Place was being cleaned and groomed to perfection for the home opener and the smaller arena was packed with fans eager to see the rookies practicing. It seemed Taylor, Jordan, Magnus and Lander were the main attractions.

Ryan Jones was one of the older guys on the team and had taken to the interns quite well. He was always making jokes, which made their slightly humiliating, degrading job a little less horrible. Jones was all smiles that morning when Roxanne walked in with her portfolio.

"Oooh, what's that?" Jones poked and prodded at the brown envelope she was carrying.

"My portfolio," she replied, smacking his hand away, "For school."

"Sweet, what school you applying to?"

"The Art Institute of California."

Jones raised his eyebrows and nodded, "WELL. We have some higher education here, people. Bow down or get out."

Roxy laughed, "Seriously, I'm still working on an application, nothing's set in stone."

"So if you're an artist, why you working for a hockey club?" Dustin Penner asked, settling in his stall next to Jones.

"The pay's good and it gets me out of the house," Roxy replied honestly.

"That and she gets to hang around with us studs all day," Jones puffed out his chest. Roxy rolled her eyes.

"So you have to finish a portfolio and then they judge your art?" Jordan Eberle quipped, passing through to the other side of Jones, "Seems unfair to judge art."

"That's the deal," Roxanne sighed, "I just hope mine's good enough. I'm finished everything but one piece." She lifted the sheet and her eyes fell to the bottom of the list, the only thing she had not completed: CHARCOAL RENDERED NUDE SKETCH. Where the hell was she going to find someone to pose naked?

Her thoughts were broken by a high-pitched girl voice.

"...and that's why I'm thinking we should just have it at Rouge, it's easier," Petra continued, "You're getting this, right?"

Geraldine was struggling to keep up with her Blackberry in hand, "Yeah yeah, it's going down..."

Petra stopped when she saw Mandy come around the corner and stand next to Roxanne.

"Rookie party," Petra said with a pursed smile, "Sorry, no interns invited."

"Shame," Mandy shook her head, "Because I really wanted to see your desperate little skank ass throwing yourself at the guys."

Petra shrugged, "I could have any one I want." Seeing Lander nearby, she grabbed him, "Luckily, I already do." Mandy saw Roxanne visibly shudder.

"Leave her alone, Petra," Jordan sighed.

"I don't need you to defend me." Mandy told him.

"Eberle, you're invited. Rouge on Third, make sure all the rookies get the invite. Doors open at midnight." Petra clasped Lander's arm, leaving white marks, "And if either of you little interns show up, I'll be sure to tell the bouncers to throw you out on your asses."

Those words being said, Petra walked off with Geraldine close behind. Lander reluctantly had to follow, casting a longing look at Roxy as he was dragged away.

"I didn't want to go to her party anyway," Jones huffed, going back to lacing his skates.

"But she invited you," Roxanne noted.

"I'm a sophomore," Jones explained, "Luckily I've got a date tonight."

Mandy crossed her arms, "Oh yeah? Who's the lucky lady?"

"Her name is Valerie, she's blonde, beautiful and stunning for five years old," Jones said with a smile, "My niece. Promised my sister I'd take her tonight."

Mandy laughed, "That's really nice of you."

"I love kids," Jones said with a nod, "However, if I were you, I'd go to the club anyway. Piss her off."

"But she said there were bouncers-"

"There's a back entrance," Jones explained, "Just go through the sub shop washroom next door, climb out of the window and the door is right next to the blue dumpster. It's always open."

"You say that like you've done it before," Taylor said as he walked by, his hand gently touching Mandy's shoulder. She smirked.

"Oh I did, tons of times last year," Jones said eagerly, "I mean it. Foolproof."

"It'll be boring with Petra and her friends," Jordan said, avoiding eye contact with Mandy, "I mean...at least you two have brains."

"Got more than that..." Jordan said under his breath. Roxy shot him a look.

"I think it's a great idea," Taylor said, "You two just go with us, we'll meet you at the back door to let you in, you know, just to be safe."

"So you're gonna sneak us in?" Roxy's eyes grew wide.

"That's the idea," Jordan grinned, "This is gonna be fun!"

eleven.

It was awkward, for both of them. Neither of them really knew the meaning of a relationship, and the fact they were sitting across from each other at the dinner table of some fancy restaurant they forgot the name of, was weird.

"Okay, you need to say something" Mandy finally piped up.

"You're not very talkative either"

"Dude, maybe this was a bad idea"

"Mandy, I want to know you, I really do"

"Why? I'm not really anything special Taylor"

He just sighed, "You obviously don't see what I see"

"You don't even know me"

"You won't let me"

"All I wanted from you was a lay, and I was supposed to just do my job and get out. But I got attached, it's like you're...this forbidden territory. I shouldn't have you, but I want you more than anything"

"Well, if we're being honest, you completely surprised me, I didn't expect more than that one night, but you kept coming back, and I couldn't say no to you"

"Well then...it seems we both feel something"

"I guess so"

"Maybe now we can get to know each other?"

"Okay, well, how about you tell me about yourself"

"Sure. I was born in Calgary, grew up with three brothers, and--"

"You grew up in Calgary? I did too, well I moved to Ontario, but I always come back to Calgary for a couple weeks in the summer"

It finally started to break open, they were talking to each other, and getting to know each other. Everything seemed really good, and they ended up staying longer than planned, til close actually.

"You think they're going to kick us out?" she chuckled.

"Maybe we should just leave, save them the hassle" he smiled leaving some cash on the table and grabbing her hand. Her head was spinning, she was starting to feel things she promised she wouldn't while she was in Edmonton. I guess things change.

"Walk you home? Obviously"

She smirked and intertwined her fingers with his. His eyes widened as he looked down and then back up at her, "Mandy, I--"

Before he could finish her lips met his, and this was a first for both of them. This was a kiss outside of sex, and for both of them, it meant something.

"Uh..." he was literally speechless, and she just smiled at him.

"I should get home"

He just sighed, "I don't want this to end"

"You have an early practice, I'm not keeping you up all night. Plus, Jordan would not appreciate it"

He sighed again, "Fine"

"Don't worry Taylor, we'll have more chances...I promise"

As they walked home, their hands were glued together. To Mandy, it's nothing she experienced with someone before, and for Taylor, he wasn't sure what to make of it.

They stopped in front of each other's apartments and Mandy gently kissed him goodbye, leaving him wanting more, "See you tomorrow Taylor"

"...Bye Mandy"

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ten .

“It is so cold out there, Roxanne, why the wait?”

“She wouldn’t leave!” Roxy snapped, closing the window behind him, “But now, we’re alone...”

“Way ahead of you,” Lander smirked, pulling her close for a deep kiss. Roxanne let his hands wander from her waist to her chest, feeling around as thought searching for something.

“You want?” she asked knowingly.

He took her hand and pressed it against his stiffness, “What do you think?

“Let me taste you,” he whispered, sending chills down her spine, “I have skill in my tongue, I’ve been told.”

Roxy raised an eyebrow, “Well, let me be the judge of that.”

They started to kiss again, this time a bit more passionately. Roxanne led him to the couch and pushed him down hard, her climbing on top. Just as easily as they had the first time, they kissed and peeled off each other's clothes, layer by layer. Eventually Roxanne was in her bra and Lander in just his boxers.

“You’re not completely naked yet,” Lander pointed out, “And, as I recall, when people have sex, they don’t wear clothes.”

Roxanne’s heart sank. Her biggest insecurity was her gigantic chest. Most girls would kill to be as busty as her, Roxy knew that, but not her. In school she’d been teased and stared at. Boys thought she was easy and so did everyone else. In fact, she hated her breasts, from the moment they’d appeared and made her the only fourteen-year-old in school with a D-cup.

But she had known he’d been eyeing her, and even though she’d tried to act like she was proud of her chest, she knew this would happen. Swallowing her fears and getting ready to have them painfully grabbed and bit (as all the others had), Roxanne pulled off her t-shirt and unhooked her bra.

“Oh god, Roxanne...” Lander shook his head, “You’re beautiful.”

Not even the first time she’d had sex with someone had she been told that. Roxy gaped at him, “I am?”

Lander’s hands touched her gently, not assaulting like the boys she’d slept with before, “Yes, god yes...” His soft lips kissed her all over. He pressed his cheek to her left breast, “You smell so good, too...”

She held his head there for a moment, wondering why he was being like this. It was strange, and yet...it was nice. Lander was appreciating her, admiring her body, not treating her like a storage shed. He started to do something with his mouth, and she let out a small cry.

"I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?"

Roxanne shook her head in disbelief, "N-no, actually, it felt good." she smiled in spite of herself, "Really good. Keep going."

Lander smiled and continued, loving the feeling of Roxy's hands gripping clumps of his hair as he stimulated her. When she could take no more, he laid her down, parted her legs and promised to give her the best possible. She trusted him. She had to.

Three minutes later, Roxanne writhed beneath him. She’d never let a man touch her like this- and certainly not with his mouth. But it felt good, so good, that she couldn’t bear the thought of him stopping. Her hands gripped the sheets as he delved deeper and an electric shock coursed through her.

As if his tongue wasn’t teasing her enough, she suddenly felt him press two fingers inside of her. Roxy had felt him do that the first time, yes, but now with his mouth also working on her, the sensations were incredible. He was horribly good at this, and she felt his mouth and hands working at the same time. It was pure, wonderful torture.

“Lander, I can’t handle-”

Just before she could finish, he jammed his fingers in far enough to hit her sweet spot and sent her over the edge. Roxy let out a yelp and her back arched. Lander beamed as he withdrew, he loved the noise she made when she climaxed.

“Oh, my god...” Roxanne said, regaining her breath, “That was...you...I’ve never...”

Before she could attempt to finish, Lander pressed his mouth to hers and kissed her- hard. She felt dizzy afterwards, for some reason he gave that effect when they kissed. Hungry, she attacked his mouth for more. Kissing harder and then softer, Roxy was able to do that and remove his boxers, ready him and then – to his shock and pleasure – impale herself on him.

"Jesus, Roxanne!" he yelped, not ready to be fully inside her but now realizing he had no choice, "Oh wow..."

She wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him, parting only to catch her breath. Lander didn't mind; he moaned into her mouth and enjoyed the feeling of her pressed against him fully naked this time. They stayed this way until he started building up.

"I'm getting close," he said hoarsely. Roxanne knew this before he told her; she fell back onto the couch and pressed on his hips so he delved in deep. This was starting to become to much for Lander and he started to go faster. His lips attached to her breast and suddenly she was riding the wave with him. Their bodies were completely entwined.

And then something unexpected happened.

Just as Lander experienced his climax, something happened with Roxanne. She felt herself being submerged into a whole new level of pleasure; it was almost painful. As it slowly faded, he noticed she was shuddering and shaky. Lander gently pulled out (as he had before) and gaped at the couch. Roxy sat up.

"Oh my god, the condom broke!"

Lander shook his head, "No it didn't. That's not me."

"How do you know! It wasn't me!" Roxy said, jumping up.

Lander smirked a little, "Actually, it was. Rox...that's a female orgasm. It's normal." He laughed a bit, "Well, sort of."

"What're you..." Roxy suddenly turned bright red, "Oh that is gross. I'M gross." She covered her face with her hands, and to her surprise she felt his arms around her.

"It's not. It's just physical proof that you had, well, a really really good one."

"It's disgusting. I've never done that before."

"Never?" Lander seemed surprised, "Wow. Guess I have skill."

"You have no idea," Roxy sighed, "Come on, let's shower...after I clean this up."

---

"...and then after the draft I went back home, and got the call."

"Mhmm..."

Lander smirked. He was standing behind her, massaging shampoo into her hair as the warm water fell down on them.

"You listening?"

"Totally..." Roxy was in a daze, his hands felt so good, "You have Swedish massage hands..."

Lander had to laugh at this one, "Oh yeah? Never noticed."

Roxy sighed, "Yeah...."

They eventually cleaned up and Roxanne went to her room to put on a slip. Taking the moment to look around the small living room, Lander saw a collection of framed photos on a shelf next to the tv. One was a miniature Roxanne, covered in mud, next to a smiling Mandy, who was holding an empty bucket. Another was the two girls, likely in their teens, together with big smiles outside of the Calgary Flames arena. The last was a more recent picture, with both girls at a party, hugging each other and waving bottles in the air. Lander admired Roxanne's bright smile.

He smiled as he glanced at the couch; he'd never done to a girl what he'd done to Roxanne. Back in Sweden, Timra to be exact, he was a legend for laying almost any attractive puckbunny that came his way, but none of them were like Roxy. She was different, and for some reason he wanted her more than once.

Of course, the sex was great- her body was amazing, he felt like he fit within her perfectly, and the way she kissed drove him crazy. But his stomach did a funny little turn whenever he saw her, or when she'd walk by at the arena and he'd catch a whiff of her hair. Lander never committed, that was forbidden and stupid, but he liked having her around.

Just before she walked in, his phone went off. Lander went to his coat and checked, seeing at least six message from Petra. He rolled his eyes and put it away.

"Who was that?"

Lander looked up, "Petra, she's just- wow." His eyes caught Roxy and looked her up and down in that tiny black slip she was wearing; it traced along her curves perfectly. Roxanne, feeling self conscious, crossed her arms, "Maybe I should go put on something else."

"No, you look..." he walked over to her, mouth wide open, "...amazing."

Roxy looked at the floor, "Oh...well...umm..."

Lander lifted her chin and kissed her softly, "Mmm. Taste good too." With ease he picked her up bridal-style and carried her to the couch, setting her down and getting snuggled up to her. Roxanne pulled the blanket over them and flicked on the television.

"Is Grey's on?" he asked non-chalantly.

"Grey's Anatomy?"

"Yeah."

Roxanne gave him a blank look.

"What?"

"You. Manly athlete. Like Grey's Anatomy."

"What, so that's weird?"

"Very," Roxanne giggled, "You're lucky I don't tell anyone."

Lander smirked and leaned over for a kiss, but she turned and he wound up against her neck. No worry. He seized the opportunity and started to suck on her neck, smiling as he heard a tiny moan escape from her lips.

"No!" she tried to fight him, but as always, he won. Roxanne closed her eyes, running a hand through his hair, letting him work on her. "Jesus, you're good at that..."

"So I've been told," he said, smirking against her skin, "I'm going to leave marks...all over you..."

"Is that a threat, Lander?"

"No, it's a promise."

nine ;

Mandy sat in her apartment, in sweatpants and a Flames t-shirt, it was a day off, which were rare right now. Roxy was out picking up a few groceries and she heard a knock on the door. She figured Roxy had her hands full and couldn't open the door. With a spoonful of Ben & Jerry's stuck in her mouth she opened the door, and to her surprise it wasn't Roxy.

"Taylor...hey"

"Okay, I know this might sound stupid, and random, but I want to take you out"

Her eyes narrowed as she stared at Taylor for a minute, almost waiting for the laugh to come. But, he might have actually been serious, "But I thought you just wanted to--"

"We still can, but uh...I sound like such an idiot right now" he sighed.

"I'll go out with you Taylor" I shrugged, "I do like you..."

"Really?"

"Sure"

"Okay, well, I'll be here around 8 tonight?"

"Sure thing"

Mandy shut the door and stood staring at it for a minute, Did I actually just agree to go out with Taylor Hall? she thought. I told myself I wouldn't get into this, not here, not now.

The door opened a few moments later and Roxy walked in, catching the look of shock on my face, "Meet a ghost?" She asked setting the bag on the table.

"He uh--Taylor just uh...he--Taylor asked me out"

Roxy mirrored the expression on my face and then started laughing, "Are you joking?"

"I'm dead serious Roxy"

She stopped laughing and looked concerned for a minute, "Are you okay?"

"Shocked"

"I thought you two were just...fuckbuddies"

"So did I"

--

"You asked her out!?" Jordan exclaimed as Taylor flopped down on the couch.

"Yah. I don't know what compelled me to do it"

"So you do actually like her? Like, LIKE her"

"For some reason, I want to get to know her. Everything about her just seems, intriguing, and I want to know more"

Jordan just smirked and shook his head, "Are you starting to go soft on me?"

"Never" Taylor shot up from the couch, "We'll probably end up coming back here anyways"

"I hope so, I don't need my wingman going soft"

"I'm not your wingman, you're my wingman"

"Fuck you"

"We're each other's wingmen okay?"

He just sighed, "Fine, now be my wingman and help me get Petra in bed, will you?"

"That my friend, not even I can help you with"

--

8pm rolled around and Mandy took a final look in the mirror. She was in a black and white loose fitting tank top and black skinny jeans. She kept her hair straight and slipped on some dangly bracelets and her black flats.

"Why are you so cute?" Roxy sighed appearing in Mandy's room.

"Am I?"

"Oh come on, stop being so modest"

She just sighed, "This is weird for me, I've never been on a real date before, and he seemed really sincere when he asked me"

"I really can't say much about this, I'm about as confused as you are"

The butterflies started to grow in Mandy's stomach when she heard a knock on the door. Her entire body froze and Roxy rolled her eyes and opened it, "Hey Taylor"

"Hey, is--" he spotted Mandy and his eyes lit up. This is the first time he's seen her out of work, decently dressed up. Not in a towel, or sweatpants, she was beautiful.

"Hey Taylor" Mandy said meeting his gaze.

"Are you uh, ready--uh to, you know--uh...fuck"

"Let's just go"

"Have fun lovebirds!" Roxy joked as she shut the door behind them.

The moment they were out the door, Roxy opened the window by the fire escape and let him in, "I swear, I thought they'd never leave"