Rating:

Explicit

Archive Warning:

No Archive Warnings Apply

Category:

F/M

Fandom:

Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid

Relationships:

Hayden Pike/Jackie Pike, Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov, Background Troy Barrett/Harris Drover, background Casey Hicks/Landon Stackhouse (yes they exist in this universe)

Characters:

Hayden Pike, Jackie Pike, Shane Hollander, Ilya Rozanov

Additional Tags:

Hayden gets pegged, Drunk Shane Hollander, Mortified Hayden Pike, Good Friend Ilya Rozanov, Pegging, Cunnilingus, Hayden Pike is a Good Husband, Soft Dom Jackie Pike Apparently, humor and smut, Married Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov, Good Friend Hayden Pike, Shane Hollander & Hayden Pike Friendship, POV Hayden Pike, Jackie Pike & Ilya Rozanov Friendship, POV Jackie Pike, Written before Heated Rivalry (TV)

Language:

English

Series:

Part 2 of The Pikes

Stats:

Published: 2025-09-22 Words: 6,091 Chapters: 1/1

Pike Gets Piked

Summary

“I put up with SO much straight crap, so YOU have to listen to me talk about gay sex now.” Shane nodded continuously, pointing with one hand and grabbing Hayden’s wrist with the other to keep him from leaving.

“Shane, gross! Why!?”

“Because, it’s sooooooo good. Like so good, dude, you would love it.”

Drunk Shane tells Hayden about the wonders of prostate stimulation, and the Pikes try some new things in the bedroom.

Notes

I somehow turned this silly and smutty idea into 6k-ish words of something actually kind of sweet (and hot, don't get me wrong), and now I'm more emotionally attached to Hayden Pike than I ever expected to be.

Thank you, Nico and dntat for your encouragement and edits!! This fic wouldn't exist without you and the loons ❤️

“Okay buddy, what are we drinking?” Hayden plopped down next to Shane in the booth, throwing an arm behind his shoulders, and grabbing Shane’s beer with the other. 

“I am drinking a beer,” Shane replied as he snatched his beer out of Hayden’s hand and took a sip. “I don’t know, whatever Ilya brought me.” 

“Well give me some, I need to catch up!” Hayden grabbed the glass back and took a swig. 

He had just arrived at the Montreal hotel bar where all the NHL All-Stars were staying, on the last night before they all dispersed back home. Hayden hadn’t been an All-Star, but as the host team, a lot of the Voyageurs were there that night, and he was excited to spend time with his best friend. 

“Wow,” Troy snorted from across the table at Hayden and Shane, “You guys are almost more like an old married couple than Shane and Ilya.” 

“Whatever, Barrett,” Hayden rolled his eyes and gulped down half of Shane’s beer. “I’ve known him longer, anyway.”

Troy rolled his eyes back, moved to get up, said “I’m going to find Harris,” and walked away.

“Hayden, you haven’t known me longer. I met Ilya at world juniors, remember?”

Hayden hated when Shane brought that up.

Shane continued, “You and Troy should be friends, stop being such a dick to him.”

“Fuck that. I know you guys are tight or whatever, but I don’t need more friends in Ottawa.”

“Hey, I’m from Ottawa, remember?”

“Yeah, yeah, I just miss the old days when it was you and me and JJ, man.” Hayden sighed, feeling nostalgic for a time when Shane’s attention wasn’t so divided. 

As if summoned by Hayden’s bitterness, Ilya approached carrying a small tray with three shots on it. Hayden sighed, “But I guess that’s fucking over forever.”

“Hayden, blech, what are you doing here? What happened to Troy? I brought us shots!” Ilya whined.

“Nice to see you too Rozanov,” Hayden sighed again, heavier this time. 

Shane answered his husband, “Troy went to find Harris. Be nice.”

“Oh, well I guess we are not seeing them again tonight.” Ilya placed the shots on the table. 

“Hayden, get up and let me sit next to my husband, and you can have Barrett’s shot.”

“Fiiiine.” Hayden moved to the other side of the booth, and watched Ilya slide in next to Shane. 

“Scootch.” Ilya nudged Shane, maybe a little harder than necessary. 

“Hey, careful!” Shane admonished, blushing. What was that about?

“Sorry, lyubov, I forgot,” Ilya smirked, and kissed Shane on the cheek. “Still sore?”

Shane blushed even harder. What the fuck was that about? 

Before he could think much about it, Ilya shoved a shot at him, held another up, and said, “To the NHL All-Stars, and their friends I guess,” with a wink that irritated the shit out of Hayden. But he just took the shot — he was going to need it. 

After another two rounds of shots, Hayden was feeling much less annoyed by Ilya’s presence, and they were even able to bond a little by teasing Shane about his mistakes in the skills competition.

“Go away, I’m tired of you!” Shane shoved Ilya out of the booth after another comment about his performance the previous day.

“No you are noooot,” Ilya trilled, but he got up anyway. “But I see Hicks and Stackhouse, am going to say hello to the baby gays.” And with that he walked away.

Shane looked dopily after him, heart eyes in full effect. Moments like that made Hayden think maybe Rozanov wasn’t so bad, even though he was super annoying most of the time. Because he loved to see that happy, lovestruck look on his best friend’s face. Hayden knew it was the face he made when he looked at Jackie, and anyone who got to feel that way was lucky.

“Ughhhhh,” Shane put his head down on the table and groaned. He was definitely drunk. “I’m sooooo sore.”

“What are you sore from, bud? You didn’t even play that much in the game today.”

“Oh.” Shane shot back up, looking like he just realized Hayden was there. “Um…” Shane blushed and started giggling.

“What?” 

“I uh… I guess Ilya and I just… You know… Oh fuck it.” Shane kept giggling and then looked Hayden right in the eyes. “Ilya fucked me realllllly hard this morning.” And then Shane started to giggle like a madman again. “Like so hard, Hayden, oh my god.”

“Whoa whoa whoa whoa! I do not need to know that, dude!” Hayden waved his arms in front of him in an X shape, doing whatever he needed to do to get Shane to stop talking about sex with Rozanov.

“No no, you have to listen.” Shane slurred his speech a little and slapped his hand on the table. “I had to listen to you talk about sex with Jackie for yeaaaars and years, and did I want to hear that? No. But I listened because you wanted to talk about it.”

“I didn’t know you were gay then, man! I thought you’d like hearing about her tits and stuff!” Hayden protested.

“Blech, tits, no thank you.” Shane stuck out his tongue.

Hayden laughed at that, and said, “Hey, don’t be heterophobic!”

“I put up with SO much straight crap, so YOU have to listen to me talk about gay sex now.” Shane nodded continuously, pointing with one hand and grabbing Hayden’s wrist with the other to keep him from leaving.

“Shane, gross! Why!?”

“Because, it’s sooooooo good. Like so good, dude, you would love it.” 

“No, I definitely would NOT.” Hayden protested, grimacing.

And, okay, maybe he had been a tiny bit curious over the years about stimulation in that area. He knew that straight guys sometimes… liked that. But he definitely didn’t, right?

“You have a prostate too, you know.” Shane said in a sing-song voice with a smug look on his face, “I bet you would liiike it.” 

“You’re serious?” They were in a back corner, away from most other people in the bar, and Hayden was just drunk enough to indulge his curiosity for once. He leaned in and whispered, “Like, it wouldn’t make me gay?”

Shane burst out laughing, taking a minute to calm himself down, which Hayden thought was overkill, but Shane was pretty wasted. 

“No, it wouldn’t make you gay, idiot.” Shane rolled his eyes. “Jackie could totally do it.”

“Huh??” 

What was Shane talking about? How could Jackie do… that?

“Haven’t you heard of pegging?” Shane asked this like Hayden was crazy to not know about whatever pegging was. 

Of course, that was the moment when Roznov returned to the table, just in time to hear the word “pegging.”

“Hayden, are you getting fucked in the ass?” Ilya practically yelled, and Hayden could actually kill him. He wondered why he always listened to Shane and didn’t punch Rozanov in every single game against him, and he regretted it now. Shane was cracking up again, his face all scrunched up and he was tipping over in the booth with his face in his hands.

“Shut the fuck up, Rozanov!” Hayden hissed. “What are you talking about?”

“Pegging,” Rozanov shrugged. “Is getting fucked in the ass by a dildo. You do not know that? How?”

Hayden blanched and Shane continued to howl with laughter.

“That’s what I’m saying!” Shane wheezed out between laughs. “Jackie can do it for you! It doesn’t have to be gay!”

Rozanov reached over to pull Shane out of the booth, saying, “Okay, sweetheart, you are very very drunk, time to go to sleep.”

Shane went willingly, but looked back at Hayden and whisper-yelled, “It’s so good! Try it!” and nodded vigorously. 

“See you tomorrow, Hayden!” Rozanov trilled without looking back. 

Hayden stared, unblinking, as Rozanov cackled and dragged Shane away, kissing him every few steps. Hayden was left completely stunned, shaken by the conversation that had just transpired with his normally very prudish best friend. However… he did plan to look up “pegging” when he got home, if Jackie and the kids were all asleep as he hoped they would be. Purely out of curiosity. 

****

“How was your night?”

Hayden jumped at the sound of Jackie’s voice. He was sitting on the couch, the only light coming from the glow of his ipad, in an attempt to not wake anyone. He’d taken an Uber home not long after Shane left, reeling from their conversation.

“Oh, shit! You scared me.” He flopped the cover of the tablet over the screen and tried to be as casual as possible while she walked over to the couch.

“Sorry, sorry, I couldn’t sleep, and I thought I heard you down here,” Jackie said quietly. She sat down next to him, tucking her feet under her and kissing him on the cheek. Damn, she was so beautiful and sweet. 

“How’s everyone, how are Shane and Ilya?” Jackie asked, snuggling up to him. 

Hayden’s heartbeat started racing. He needed to calm down. 

“Um, yeah, good. They’re good.” 

“I’m sorry Megan canceled and I couldn’t come.” She yawned.

“Don’t worry about it, baby, it… um… was boring.”

“Boring? Really? You usually have so much fun at those things.”

“Well, heh, you know how it is…” He trailed off, so afraid that he was going to let slip what he and Shane had talked about — what he had been researching on his iPad.

“What’s up with you?” Jackie leaned back to look at him. “You usually want to tell me every detail of what happened at stuff like that if I can’t make it.”

Hayden sighed. He was still just drunk enough that he kind of wanted to tell her.

“Okay, so I talked about something with Shane,” Hayden looked at Jackie seriously, and she nodded, giving him her full attention. “And I want to tell you, but I need you to never tell anyone else about this, okay?”

“Oh god, is something going on with him and Ilya?” 

“What? No, ugh, they’re still disgustingly in love, it’s gross.” Hayden grimaced.

“So what is it?”

Hayden took both of her hands in his, rubbing his thumbs over her knuckles, and said gravely, “Have you ever heard of pegging?”

Jackie’s eyes went wide and she practically rolled off the couch with the force of her laugh.

“Shhh! You’re going to wake up the kids!” Hayden admonished.

She tried to contain herself, but seemed to really be struggling. “Sorry, sorry,” She heaved between bursts of laughter. “I thought you were going to tell me something terrible, and I just…” she devolved into laughter again.

Hayden was more than a little annoyed at her reaction. He was being very vulnerable bringing this up and she was just laughing!

“Jackie, come on!” 

“Okay, sorry, yes,” She breathed heavily again. “Pegging, yes, I have heard of it.” She was struggling to contain a grin and Hayden softened at the sight of it. She was so fucking gorgeous, how did he get so lucky?

“Well, I hadn’t heard of it.”

“And… this came up with Shane?”

“Yeah.”

“In what context exactly?”

Oh god, now he was going to have to talk about Shane’s sex life again. 

“So, um, Shane was talking about, um,” Hayden looked down, he couldn’t make eye contact with his wife while talking about this. “How good it feels, when they… you know. And he was saying. Oh Jesus, I can’t believe I’m even talking about this. He was saying that I would like it.”

Hayden heaved a big breath, and then looked back up at Jackie. Her mouth was slightly open, and she looked speechless. But she shook herself and replied.

“Okay. Mmhmm. So… you’re saying Shane suggested that we…?”

Hayden felt his cheeks and ears get hot even just hearing the mere implication come out of Jackie’s mouth. He swallowed hard.

“Yeah.”

“And you… want to?”

“Jackie, I don’t know! He was drunk and I was drunk, and he just said it, and then I couldn’t stop thinking about it.” He was whisper-yelling, trying to keep his voice down, but feeling a sense of desperation for her to understand and not judge him.

“Babe, I think you’re still kind of drunk.” She rubbed his arm soothingly, “But regardless, if that’s something you’re thinking about… we should talk about it.”

“Really?”

“Sure, why not? We should always talk about this kind of stuff, our sexual fantasies or whatever.”

“This is not a fantasy.” Hayden needed to clarify that.

“Or whatever, not fantasies… um… curiosities. Remember when I wanted to get that blindfold?” She nudged him playfully.

“Well, that was like really fucking hot, of course I remember that.” 

“So, this could be really fucking hot too.” 

“You think so?” Hayden was shocked to hear her say that, and maybe nervously excited?

“Yeah, I mean… I dunno, it’s not like I’ve never thought about it.”

“Wait a minute, you’ve thought about pegging before?”

She shrugged, like it was just a casual thing you might think about.

“Yeah, sure, I think my friend Lauren from college told me about it once.”

“Oh my god, what?” Hayden couldn’t believe it. “Is this something women talk about?”

“Of course it is, what do you think? Women just talk about clothes and babies? Come on Hayden.”

“No, no, that’s not what I meant. I dunno, I just literally had never even heard of this until tonight.”

“I definitely know people who have done it. You definitely do, and you don’t even know it, I bet.”

“Whoa.”

Hayden’s mind was reeling with the possibility that some of the guys on his team might be… doing this… with their wives. He paused, and she looked at him with affection and amusement.

“So… would you like, wanna try it?” Hayden asked, tentatively.

“Yeah!” She nodded encouragingly. “I mean, we haven’t done anything new or exciting since before Amber was born. Babe!” She smacked his chest playfully. “Oh my god, yes, I’m so into this, I’m gonna make it so good for you.”  

At that, Hayden went even redder than before, and okay yeah his dick definitely did twitch a bit. 

“Let me do some research and I’ll find out what kind of accouterments,” Jackie waggled her eyebrows, “would be good for a first time.”

“Oh yeah, um, I already started looking. That’s what I was doing when you came down here.” Reaching behind him, he pulled the iPad over and showed Jackie the article he had been looking at.

The headline read: “Straight Guys Pegging Prep: Expert Advice.” It was on out.com, and Hayden figured there was no one better to guide them through this than gay men. 

“Hayden, I can’t believe you were just reading this down here in the dark, thinking I was asleep,” Jackie giggled and poked him in the side. “Would you have even said anything if I didn’t catch you?”

“I don’t know, baby, but we’re here now.”

****

A month later, Jackie was sitting on the lush king size bed at a fancy boutique hotel in downtown Montreal, wearing her sexiest lingerie, waiting for Hayden to come out of the bathroom. He had a rare day off without an early practice or flight in the morning, so they’d planned for this to be the day. The pegging day. Her sister was at their house with the kids, thrilled the Auntie Megan was there instead of boring mom and dad. They were getting pizza for dinner and to stay up late. And she was going to anally penetrate her husband for the first time. Big day for everyone.

Jackie had definitely been surprised when Hayden brought up this idea. Honestly, it took her longer to get over the shock that Shane had talked so openly about his sex life at all than it did to get on board with the whole thing. Shane was usually such a closed book, but she had him to thank for the first new sexual experience she would have in a long time. And she had his husband to thank for some extra tips. 

Jackie had sworn Ilya to secrecy, but she had reached out to him to ease her nerves and get some expert advice. She knew Shane and Ilya were having a lot of sex, it was impossible to not notice the way they looked at and touched each other — the sexual tension between them was palpable, even just at a weekend barbeque with kids running around. And from the sound of it, Shane really enjoyed himself. Ilya was shockingly kind and helpful, not teasing at all, and Jackie threatened to never let him see her kids again if she said anything to Hayden, so it felt safe enough.

It’s not that she and Hayden didn’t have sex regularly, they did! As often as they could with Hayden’s schedule and four kids. But it was usually fast and familiar — they knew each other so well, exactly where to touch and what to say to get each other off efficiently. With the exception of their anniversary, when she’d buy a new set of lingerie and Hayden would spend a lot longer building her up with his mouth, their sex life was boring. Not bad, but definitely boring.

But not today it wasn’t. She had a bottle of lube and a few different toys laid out on the nightstand, ready to go. When Hayden came out of the bathroom, hair damp, wearing just a pair of tight black boxer briefs and a shy smile, Jackie’s pulse sped up. He still looked every bit the professional athlete she met at 20 years old, maybe a little bulkier and some deeper lines on his face, but his body was built for endurance and it made Jackie’s tongue feel thick in her mouth with arousal and anticipation.

“Holy shit, baby, you look amazing.” Hayden breathed out in an awed whisper. 

Hand outstretched, he approached the bed and gently grazed it over her exposed shoulder, knocking down the strap of her lace bra. 

“You gonna let me take care of you tonight?” She purred. 

“Fuck, since when do you say stuff like that?” Hayden visibly shivered, and she saw his dick begin to swell under the fabric of his boxers. 

Jackie blushed. “I thought I’d try it out, see how you like it.” 

“I fucking love it.”

He took a step closer, holding her face in both of his hands, and leaned down to kiss her. It started slow and sweet, but he quickly pressed his tongue to her lips and she opened to him. They both moaned lightly at the feeling of their tongues sliding against each other. The anticipation for this day had been building and building for weeks, and they were both hungry for it. Jackie moved herself farther back onto the mattress, and Hayden followed, pressing her down with the warmth of his body and returning his mouth to hers.

They stayed that way for a while, languidly making out and rubbing their hands over each other’s bodies — nothing rushed or frantic. Eventually, she had to pull her head back to take a deeper breath. Hayden was looking down at her with heat and anxiety swirling in his eyes. She felt his length, hard and thick, pressing between her legs deliciously. 

Hayden took the opportunity to kiss down her neck to her tits, which were covered in delicate black lace. He left her bra on, licking lightly at one nipple then the other. She sighed and stroked a hand through his soft and still damp hair, encouraging him to keep going. His tongue darted out again, licking again before he took one nipple in his mouth, tweaking the other with deft, calloused fingers. Bucking her hips slightly, Jackie writhed underneath him. Hayden knew exactly how to get her worked up, and he was doing it so well. But this was supposed to be about him.

“That feels so good, but aren’t I supposed to be the one getting you turned on?” She asked in a breathy voice.

A few more delicious seconds passed before he lifted his head to look her in the eye and replied, “This is getting me turned on,” with a grin.

Instead of returning his mouth to her nipple, Hayden kissed down her torso soft and reverently, smoothing his hands over the skin on her sides, goosebumps rising in their wake. Jackie wasn’t one to complain when her husband settled himself between her legs with a hungry look on his face, but she really thought she'd be the one running the show tonight.

“Baby, I thought we were going to…”

“I’m… like, really nervous,” Hayden admitted, and then she felt bad, reaching a hand out to brush his cheek. “So I need to get out of my head, you know? This will help.” His nervous look turned devious, and he planted a quick kiss over her matching black lace panties, causing her to shiver.

“Really?”

“Fuck yeah, I love making you feel good, Jackie.”

Before she could reply, he pushed her legs even wider, slipped a finger under her panties to pull them aside, and licked slowly over her clit.

“Oh fuck, Hayden, yes.” After years together, she had taught Hayden well, and he knew exactly what drove her crazy. She gave in and surrendered to the pleasure as he worked her up until she was panting and moaning. But she didn’t want to come, not yet, she would be too tired to do what they came here to do if he kept going.

Jackie squeezed Hayden’s scalp, and he looked up at her. His mouth was wet, his eyes hazy, he looked wrecked — and she felt powerful. She did that.

“Am I doing something wrong?” He asked.

“No, no, not at all, it’s so good. I just don’t want to… I’m ready to take over,” she breathed. “You feeling ready?”

He emptied his lungs with a long exhale. “Yeah, I guess I am. Ready as I’ll ever be.”

She sat up, meeting him on her knees in the middle of the bed. “We’ll go slow. If you want to stop, we’ll stop.”

Hayden nodded nervously.

“And do what I did when we first got together,” she said with a smirk. “Tell me what feels good, tell me what to do.”

Hayden moved to all fours on the bed, propping himself up on a couple of pillows so his ass was in the air. And what an ass it was. Hayden may not be the best player in the league, but he still had a perfect hockey ass that Jackie considered hall of fame worthy. And right now, it was fully on display. And okay, this was a lot. They had been married 15 years, but she had never seen him from this angle before — it left nothing to the imagination. He looked so vulnerable like this, and a jolt of excitement shot through her. He was surrendering control fully to her, and she was going to reward him for it as best she could.

She grabbed the lube, slicking up her thumb and two fingers to start. 

“I’m going to touch you now, okay?” She hovered her hands over Hayden’s ass, kneeling behind him. 

“Mmhmm,” he murmured with a shaky breath. 

With her dry hand, she grasped one cheek to give herself even more access, and Hayden’s breath hitched.

“Okay?”

“Mmhmm,” he said again. “I’ll tell you if you need to stop. This is just gonna… it’s gonna be a lot of new sensations.” He huffed a small laugh, reassuring Jackie enough to keep going. 

She tried again, this time taking her lubed thumb and rubbing a small circle around his hole. Hayden hissed, but she was taking his word that he would let her know if she should stop. So she circled it again and he let out a garbled noise that Jackie took as encouragement to keep going.

This went on for a while, Jackie continuing to rub soft, wet circles against his opening, and Hayden humming with surprised pleasure.

“Why the fuck does that feel so good, god damn it?” Hayden said between deep breaths as she continued the motion, pushing slightly now.

“Just go with it baby, don’t think about that right now,” Jackie soothed. “I’m going to try pushing in now, just stay relaxed okay?”

He hummed his assent and, with an additional drip of lube, eased the tip of her thumb inside. It felt crazy. The flesh there was soft and supple, but the muscle was squeezing her thumb tightly. She checked in again, and with another moan from Hayden, pushed even farther in, down to the knuckle.

She paused here, remembering Ilya’s advice, to go slow and stop to let him adjust as she went. Then she tried to stop thinking about Ilya, because Hayden would never forgive her if he knew she was thinking about him with her thumb in his ass. 

With another dribble of lube, she started gently sliding her thumb in and out in very slight movements. Hayden was breathing deeply, making the faintest whining noises, and Jackie clenched her thighs to relieve some of the pressure between her legs. Hayden had never sounded this pathetically turned on before, and she was surprised to feel her clit throbbing just from the sound of him.

“You’re doing so good, baby.” Jackie rubbed soothing circles on his back and said, “I’m going to use two fingers now.”

The groan that followed when she pulled out her thumb and pressed in again with two fingers let Jackie know that she was on the right track. She decided to offer him some relief, and with her free hand, she swiped some of the lube dripping down his balls all the way down his hard length and began stroking in rhythm with the slow in-and-out pulses of her fingers inside him.

“Oh fuck, what the fuck, why is that so fucking good?” Hayden panted and whined.

“You like that baby?”

“Fuck yes, so much, damn it.” 

Jackie chucked lightly to herself at how frustrated Hayden seemed about enjoying himself and then decided to up the ante to really get him out of his head.

“Want to be a good boy for me and take a third finger?” 

Hayden shuddered and squeezed around her fingers, but he didn’t say anything.

“Come on, baby, you have to use your words.”

“Fuuuck, Jackie, oh my god, please, yes.”

She felt herself flush at the intensity of his response. Hayden couldn’t see her face, but she was pink-cheeked and wide-eyed with surprised arousal. She was definitely unlocking something in Hayden, but there was something happening for her too. Their sex life had always been pretty vanilla, and she thought she was happy with that. But the thrill of having the power to extract those sounds from her husband was a rush she’d never experienced before.

After adding a bit more lube, Jackie slipped in a third finger very slowly, and felt Hayden opening for her. When she was two knuckles deep, she curved her fingers and stroked lightly and he gasped then whined.

“Ohhhh fuck, yeah, that’s… oh… yes… that.” 

Hayden’s incoherence was encouragement enough. She stroked that spot and tightened her grip on his cock, and Hayden started thrusting his hips in tiny motions to increase friction and take her fingers even deeper. He grunted with every pass of her fingers, and she realized that he was dangerously close to coming. She wasn’t ready to stop — they hadn’t even gotten to any of the toys — so she released his dick and stopped moving her fingers.

“Why did you stop? Please, please keep going.”

“You’re too close, baby. I’m not ready for you to come yet, okay? You said you wanted to be good for me, didn’t you?” Jackie continued to surprise herself with this dirty talk, but she tingled with arousal with every word.

“Fuck, yes, yes I’ll be good, please just keep going.”

“Oh fuck,” Jackie whispered to herself. Hayden saying he’d be good made her mouth go dry and tongue feel heavy. A wave of heat pulsed through her body, and she squeezed her legs together again. She thought about moving her free, lubed hand between her legs and relieving some of the building tension in her clit, but held off. 

“Good boy,” she cooed, louder now so he could hear her. He whimpered and she shuddered again. 

With a warning to Hayden, she pulled her fingers out and grabbed the vibrating plug she’d gotten just for this occasion. Coating it generously with lube, she pressed it to his hole, which was much more relaxed now and opened easily to accept the plug.

Breathing deeply, Hayden shuddered and twitched.

“Okay?” She checked in.

“Yeah. Fuck. It’s a lot, but it’s not bad.” 

She let him adjust to the fullness of the plug, returning to her ministrations on his cock and gently cradling his balls. Jackie wanted to keep pushing his limits, so she struck up the dirty talk again.

“You’re being so good for me, baby. You love being filled up don’t you?”

Whimper.

“You want me to fuck you with this plug?”

Whimper.

“Or do you need something bigger to fill you up?”

Whimper.

“Are you going to beg for it?”

His cock twitched in her hand, and she slowed. 

“Beg for it,” Jackie leaned forward and whispered it into his ear. 

“Please. Baby, please, I want it.”

“What do you want? You have to tell me.” She breathed each word, and goosebumps bloomed across his neck with a shiver.

“Fuck me. With the plug.” He breathed, sweat starting to drip down his forehead onto the sheets.

“Where are your manners?” She asked wickedly, invoking a phrase they used often with their kids. 

“God, Jackie, what the fuck? Why is that so hot?” He whined. She stifled a giggle, because now really wasn’t the time, but she would definitely have to stop using that phrase with the kids after this.

“Ask nicely for what you want, and I’ll give it to you,” she cooed in his ear, then sucked his earlobe into her mouth. 

Hayden sighed out a deep breath, steadying himself. “Please. Please fuck me with the plug?”

“Good boy.” She kissed the back of his neck and sat back on her knees. 

With one hand still cradling his balls, Jackie dripped more lube around the base of the plug, just to be safe, and started pulling it slowly out. She went about halfway before sliding back in again, and Hayden let out a long, relieved sounding “yesssss.”

She set a slow, steady pace, in and out, again and again, as her husband’s moans and whimpers became louder and higher pitched. When he started pushing back again, she sped up the pace and his moans transformed into a sustained whine of pleasure. Jackie could feel her panties getting soaked with her arousal, and she began a litany of garbled praise as he whined.

“You’re so hot like this, baby. You’re doing so good. I fucking love hearing you life this, let me hear how much you want it. I’m so wet for you, I’m going to make you come so hard, and then I want your mouth back on my pussy.”

That seems to launch Hayden into desperation, because he started begging again.

“Please, fuck, I want to come. I want to taste you. Fuck, it’s so good baby, don’t stop. I need more, fuck.”

Hayden’s balls were high and tight, and she knew he was right on the edge. She slid her hand down to grip his cock and stroke it in tandem with the in-and-out of the plug. In less than a minute, Hayden clenched down so hard on the plug that he pulled it out of her grasp, burying fully inside him. His cock twitched and he whimpered out in ecstasy as he came. 

She had never seen him come this much, and she stroked him languidly as he let it all out and then whined when it was too much. The tension finally out of his body, Hayden collapsed on the bed, falling to his side, plug still inside, breathing heavily and drenched in sweat. His eyes were squeezed closed, and Jackie just watched in awe, rubbing his hip soothingly.

“Baby, I’m going to take the plug out now, okay?” She whispered close to his ear.

“Mmhmmm,” he nodded, but that’s all he could manage. 

Gently and slowly, she eased the plug out and Hayden gasped and tensed before sighing and settling back into the cozy bed. She tossed the plug to the floor and curled around him.

“Hayden, I love you so much, that was so amazing.”

He laughed lightly, still dazed and sex-drunk. “Really? It was amazing for you?”

“Yeah, I loved making you come so hard. I loved hearing you lose your mind like that, it was crazy but so good.”

“Good,” he breathed, “Because I fucking loved it too. And I fucking love you too.”

She pressed her grin into his shoulder and he wiggled closer to her. After a quiet few minutes, his breathing was back to normal, and Hayden turned his head back to look at her.

“Wait, I still need to get you off.” He turned himself over to face her, and she kissed him softly. 

“How about you just watch me with the vibrator?”

“Really? That seems wrong… for you to… do all that for me? And then you have to take care of yourself too? That’s fucked up.”

Jackie caressed his cheek and huffed a laugh. “I’m just tired now, and want to come fast so we can sleep.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. But you owe me one tomorrow.” She smiled into another kiss.

“Let’s say I owe you two,” he waggled his eyebrows.

“Deal.”

****

About a month after the All-Star Game in Montreal, Ilya was out walking Anya on an unseasonably warm late-winter day in Ottawa when his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out and a wicked smirk crawled across his face. It was a text from Jackie Pike, a simple thumbs-up emoji. He chuckled to himself, and before he could reply, another text came through.

Jackie Pike: Thanks for all your help, mission accomplished. We had a great time.

He heart-reacted her message, then took a screenshot. He wasn’t going to do anything with it, but he thought it might be good to have on-hand. 

When he got home, he called out from the entryway. 

“Good news!”

Shane poked his head out of the kitchen. He was wearing an apron with a pattern of tomatoes all over it that Ilya had gotten him. 

“Oh yeah? What’s up?”

“Jackie pegged Hayden!”

“What the fuck? Why do you know that?”

“Lyubov, do you not remember the All-Star Game after party?”

“Um… kinda? I remember I got really drunk and I was sore from… well, you know.”

Ilya walked up to him, grinning, and put a loving hand on his hip.

“Shane, you were very very drunk, and you told Hayden all about how good I am at fucking you.”

“Oh shit… I did do that, didn’t I?” Shane buried his head in Ilya’s shoulder to hide the blush Ilya knew was creeping up his cheeks.

“Yes, you did, you were very proud.” He planted a smacking kiss on Shane’s head. “And you told Hayden how good it feels to get fucked and that he should try it, remember?”

Shane sighed. “Yeah, I remember now.” He paused, then jolted his head back up to look at Ilya.

“Wait, are you saying he actually did it? And Jackie… Jackie told you about it?”

“Yes, she asked me for advice on how to make it good for him.” 

“You gave her advice?!” Shane’s shocked face was almost as cute and his grumpy one.

“Yes, Shane, I am very good friend. And expert at ass-fucking.”

“Oh my god.” There was the blush Ilya had been waiting for.

“But sounds like it went well. She sent me thumbs up text.”

Ilya pulled out his phone to show Shane the text exchange. 

“Oh my god,” Shane repeated. “Hayden can never know that we know about this. He would never forgive me.”

“He should be thanking you!” Ilya insisted with a laugh. 

Shane laughed, too. “Hey, yeah, you’re right! We did him a favor!”

He pulled out his phone and opened a text to Hayden, and simply said, “you’re welcome.”