Eternal Blossom

Pulling up to the Staples Center that night, Aiyana grabbed her Sharks hoodie out of the back seat, and smiled over at Brian. Matt had declined her invitation politely, and true to his word, when she and Brian had gotten home to put up her groceries after their adventures at the super market, the tickets were sitting in her mail box.

Thinking back to Brian following her around the store as he rode the cart and threw in random things he liked as well as what she needed, she leaned over and kissed him.

“Thank you,” she said softly against his lips.

“For what,” he asked with a cocked eyebrow.

“For always knowing how to make me laugh, and for coming to a hockey game with me even though it’s not really your thing,” she answered easily.

He grinned over at her and replied before getting out of the car, “I just deal with a lot of things through laughter instead of getting emotional. Besides, you’ve got a great laugh.”

She got out of the car and pulled her hoodie on before joining Brian in front of her jeep here he was putting on his own, her excitement at being at a hockey game involving the LA Kings and San Jose Sharks beginning to bubble over as she bounced lightly on the balls of her feet.

Arms wrapped around each other’s backs, they walked into the coliseum. Aiyana listened closely when she heard the usher tell her where the seat were, and her eyes widened. She’d been to plenty of games, but these seats were superb. Just to the right of the goal, and right on the glass. She’d be able to see everything up close and personal.

Brian grabbed a few beers for them and met her down in their seats, passing her one of the beers just in time for the game to get started. Aiyana thanked him and took a drink from the beer before lacing her fingers with his.

Occasionally she’d squeeze his hand as a play was executed, or she’d look over at him to see if he was getting into the game, but for the most part her eyes were on the ice and the action taking place there. Her excitement for the game was palpable, and caused Brian to look at hockey in a whole new light. He knew her favorite team, and so he cheered alongside her when the Sharks made the first goal of the night in the second period.

The referee’s had been making calls in favor of the Kings all night, and she was growing increasingly agitated with their constantly sending Sharks players into the penalty booth for things like a slewfoot, or holding when none of those things happened.

Suddenly, Kopitar checked Burns hard, and the referee’s didn’t call it. This caused Aiyana to rise to her feet quickly and begin pounding on the glass in front of them with a closed fist.

“What the fuck, ref?! Are you blind as well as stupid,” she exclaimed. “My grandmother could make better calls than you!”

He laughed, and leaned back in his seat, his entire attention now on her. She didn’t sit for the rest of the game, as she was too busy yelling at the refs when they made bad calls, or failed to make any at all.

Near the end of the third period, the Sharks had had enough, and Dillon hit Clifford square in the jaw with a gloved hand right in front of them. Clifford swung around and went after Dillon, causing Aiyana to yell loudly. Brian looked back and forth from her to the fight until he saw
Dillon land a sweet upper cut to Clifford’s jaw as he had him bent over, holding his jersey.

Brian hit his feet and joined Aiyana in pounding on the glass, both of them yelling, “Hit him again!”

When the refs broke up the fight, the Brian and Aiyana looked at eachother and smiled before sitting back down for the last two minutes of the game. It was a good game, he had to give the guys on both teams credit. The Sharks won by one goal, and so Aiyana was over the moon.

Walking out to the jeep after the game, she tossed him the keys so he could drive, and she stripped out of her hoodie.

“Did you see that upper cut,” she asked incredulously.

Brian laughed and nodded, getting into the jeep while she got in on the passenger side.

“I did, and I saw you calling the ref every name in the book when they finally broke it up,” he told her with a wink.

She laughed and shrugged her shoulders. “What can I say, I love a good game,” she mused.
“And, I’ll tell you something else.”

He looked over at her as he got the car back onto the freeway in the direction of Huntington Beach, and home.

“What’s that, gorgeous?”

Leaning over the center console, she ran a hand over his thigh as she trailed kisses up and down his neck.

“A really good game always makes me horny,” she breathed softly into his ear.

Brian’s foot hit the gas harder, and his breathing increased at those words.

“Who’s house,” he asked simply as he ran a hand over her hand that was still running up and down his thigh.

“I don’t care. I’ve got my meds in my purse,” she answered as she bit his ear lobe gently.

Groaning, Brian tried to keep his attention on the road, but his erection was already pressing at the seams of his pants, needing out.

“And,” she continued, “who said we’d have to wait until we got home?”

Brian’s eyes widened as her hands quickly unbuckled his belt, and he felt her lower his zipper, relieving only a small amount of the ache his now throbbing member was feeling. He never expected road head when he’d agreed to the hockey game, but he wasn’t about to turn it down now.

Aiyana pulled him free of his confines and wrapped her hand around his impressive length, running her thumb lightly over the sensitive head. He moaned softly, and bit his bottom lip as he tried to focus on the road.

Only glancing at his face for a moment, Aiyana stroked him slowly from base to tip as she knelt on the seat, and leaned farther over his lap. Once close enough, and flicked her tongue out to taste the precum that was now leaking from his rock hard member.

Hearing him sigh her name made her smile as she ran her tongue all the way up him, and then slid the tip into her hot mouth. Playing with the slit for a moment as she pumped with her hand had him using a free hand to grab ahold of a hand full of her hair.

She moaned around him in her mouth as he tugged at the length of black hair in his hand, and she began to slowly sink down his cock, bobbing back up only to take more of him into her mouth on her downward trip.

Brian moaned when he felt the head of his cock hit the back of her throat, and the next time she came down the head slid into her throat. From there, she set up a quick pace, using her hand to cover the expanse of flesh that her mouth couldn’t fit at the angle they were in.

His hand left her hair, and he reached into her shirt that was gaping open to fondle her breast as he weaved in and out of traffic. His home was closer, so that was where he was taking them.

When he slid his hand into her bra to pinch and roll her nipple, she moaned around the cock in her mouth and his hips bucked up in answer.

“Fuck, Aiya,” he groaned, his head falling back against the seat of the car as his eyes stayed on the road.

She began to fuck harder on his length, swirling her tongue over the head each time she came up before sinking again.

“Damn, baby,” he husked out, “I love it when you suck my cock.”

His words made her already wet panties soak, and she moaned, her eyes falling shut as she tried to focus on getting him to cum. She loved it when he talked dirty. There was something about his husky timbre voice saying those things to her that just made her need him more.

She pulled off him just enough to speak, her lips rubbing the head softly as she did so, “Keep talking like that, and I’ll make you pull over.”

He groaned loudly when she suddenly took him all back into her mouth, and began to suck on him like he was her favorite flavor lollipop. He knew he was getting close as he felt his entire body begin to burn after a few minutes of her delicious work on him.

“Baby, I’m about to cum. I want it down your throat,” he said in his deep bedroom voice.

Her thighs clenched together, and she moaned once more before taking as much of him as she could and stroking the rest of him quickly. She wanted that too, and she had very little time to wait before he clenched the steering wheel tightly with one hand, and came down her throat hard.

As soon as his member began to soften, she stopped her movements, and took a deep breath before wiping the little that had escaped her lips back into her mouth with an index finger.

He was amazed he hadn’t crashed, and looked over at her for a moment before returning his eyes to the road.

“That was a great thank you for taking you to a hockey game,” he chuckled.

She laughed and sat back in her seat, watching him tuck himself away again.

Notes

Thank you to @AGirlIKnowNamedLarissa for helping me decide what kind of penalty was needed! Couldn't have settled on one without your help, hon!

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