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2026-03-28 13:49:45
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Pucking Around with Fate Frozen
POV: Dual, Khyle and Gunner"So, what's the plan, exactly?" Gunner asked as he clomped down the hall behind the orangette and rounded the corner that led to the rink's entrance."My coach is going to meet us on the rink."That wasn't what Gunner was asking, as by now it was obvious. He was going to reword his question, but something small caught his attention."You mean your old coach," he corrected. Khyle's head turned to the side as he walked, the side of his lean face visible for a moment."That's what I said.""No, you said your coach.""I." Khyle's head practically snapped around in an exorcist move this time, though he was still moving forward. "Dammit! Will you quit nitpicking everything I say?!" Gunner blinked, head tilting with interest."Well, quit saying stuff that's so easy to nitpick then," he said simply. A small vein twitched on Khyle's forehead, on the side that Gunner could see. But Khyle merely gave Gunner his back."Don't make me regret this before we've even starte
Pucking Around with Fate Bring It On
POV: Dual, Khyle and GunnerGunner Jäger lay in wait.Not the kind where he lurked within the crowded belly of a large darkened bar, air thick with arousal from inclined and under-dressed women, waiting for someone welcoming and fuckable to catch his eye and indulge his tastes. And not the kind where he was inhumanely hungry, stalking step by silent step between tangled, leafy underbrush with a lowered spine and forward ears, catching the clumsy sounds of an easy meal, ready to kill and devour his unfortunate prey.No.He just lay.In wait.And wait. And wait. And wait.With a bored eyebrow arching high, he checked an invisible watch, one stuck somewhere between the safety of the thick, dark padding of his glove and the warm, smooth skin of his wrist. He'd been ready for like an hour. And he was getting tired and too warm and too uncomfortable just standing around in full gear and on hard steel blades.Could they get it on already?"You done yet?"His deep grumbly drawl plagued across
Pucking Around with Fate Jock Jewelry
POV: Dual, Khyle and GunnerAt the other end of the bench, Gunner's words were pinballing around inside Khyle's head as they both unzipped their bags and began to slip out of their street clothes. Shirts first.Gunner wasn't wrong in saying that his body was sought after, in both senses. By men wanting to achieve that level of fitness personified, and by women who wanted to either sleep with him or marry him and have his babies. Either way, he had the body of a gladiator.Well, Khyle, for his part, was not going to look at it. He kept his focus on the space in front of him as he pulled each item from his bag and set it out semi-orderly on the bench, changing as quickly as he could being his entire reason for existence in this particular moment.Stripping and dressing. Efficiently. Alone with Gunner.He shucked off his winter jacket and set it on the hook in front of him before he lifted the hem of his shirt up over his head.How had he not foreseen this?He dropped it on the bench in
Pucking Around with Fate Old Stomping Ground
POV: Dual, Khyle and GunnerLost in thoughts of his own, Khyle noticed it more. The space was usually full of hustle and bustle, young would-be stars striving to make it to the next level, to get noticed, pushed by their will and their parents. But this year's crop were long gone. The morning's practice had already cleared out, leaving Gunner and Khyle free to do their own thing in the home team's dressing room, the very room in which Khyle had spent the last four years of his life suiting up and listening to speeches under his old coach's close supervision before he was called up to the Reapers.Khyle slowed as he entered the dressing room, ghosts of conversations past lighting up like pale silhouettes in motion as his eyes traced a path around the room, along wood benches, across the floor.Gunner caught the shift in him, subtle as it was, the way Khyle's usual sharp edges had gone soft and unguarded for just a moment, the way his eyes moved across the room like he was reading somet
Pucking Around with Fate Ghost Town
POV: Dual, Khyle and GunnerThey thought the arena seemed a bit quiet when they finally arrived, the car, and in it, the latest incarnation of their ongoing argument, coasting in a lazy slide around the corner before finding purchase again and winding into the parking lot under the cold and distant eye of the mid-afternoon sun.But when they rolled to a stop right in front of the main entrance, the two men inside the vehicle came to a lurch in their argument and finally took in their surroundings.All of about five cars littered the space around the doors. The building was almost a husk.Gunner's grumbling tenor hacked into their momentary peace first, breaching the lull in their jaded back and forth, the enforcer making zero effort to hide the considerable contempt in his voice."You sure he said to meet him here?" he frowned.Khyle studied the building for a moment."Yesss," he ground out, though he seemed hardly convinced of it himself."It's a ghost town," Gunner complained loudly
Pucking Around with Fate Karma Cleanse
POV: KhyleThankfully, Khyle's music was quickly retired, and something less irritating was slid into the CD player.Apparently, Gunner had seen fit to change out the offending CD before Khyle blew a circuit and threw him out of the car. He had sense when he needed to. But it didn't escape Khyle's attention that mixed-X was popped into the passenger door's side panel. For later. The bastard was keeping good on his word, and taking his CD. And that was just weird, because Khyle couldn't figure out why in hell Gunner would actually want to listen to anything that Khyle found erotic.They pulled out of the parking lot and headed to their next destination. The food bank. It was a quick and uneventful stop. Gunner tagged beside him as Khyle carried a box full of dried and canned food, the enforcer lugging the heavier one. They stopped just long enough to give a few autographs once they were recognized, which was pretty much after Khyle had one foot in the door. Then they headed over to the
Pucking Around with Fate Open Net
POV: Dual, Khyle and GunnerThe first period was a disaster before it started.Khyle knew this the way you knew weather, not from a single indicator but from the accumulated evidence of everything at once. The specific quality of the Hollows coming off the bench. The way their first line hit the ic
Pucking Around with Fate No More Fights
POV: KhyleThe locker room was exactly what he needed it to be, which was loud and irreverent and completely indifferent to the weight he'd walked in carrying.Shane was in the middle of something that involved his athletic cup and the phrase saddle up, which Logan was objecting to on grounds that
Pucking Around with Fate What Would He Think
POV: GunnerGunner heard him coming before he saw him.That was Kensei's particular quality of movement, unhurried and deliberate, the footfalls of someone who was going somewhere specific and had decided on the pace and was not going to be rushed by anything. Gunner recognized it the way he recogn
Pucking Around with Fate Back on the Ice
POV: KhyleYou would think that an outburst of such epic proportions would have been enough to jolt them out of their feud and back into sanity.Yes, you would think that.And you would be wrong.Two days past Christmas, Khyle stood outside the arena doors and took a breath of cold Seattle air and
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